RIDIN' SCHEMA (Prod.EYKEY)

(LIN)
see its fuck you to your face
hoe
its always fuck what you gon say
hoe
give a fuck about this place
no
under the 91 i hang 
yuh
driving down the pch 
crystal cove a couple bottles to the face
find me dead at the bottom of crescent bay
lying to my girl I’m always saying I’m okay 
wait
cause every day is just another day awake 
in this world with all these fuckers that i don’t care for 
see i don’t mind slitting my wrist just to die in vain
when your dead you’ll never have a fucking thing to live for
no 

(SVDI)
Fighting all these thoughts inside my brain
Thinking bout life and the way that time has changed 
I done made friends with the pain
Stuck inside my bed, don’t wanna leave these sheets, no
Every day is just the fucking same
Burn this fucker down, catch me resting In the flames
Ima hope you suckers die in vein 
Stuck inside the same place I thought never be again
Shit, no, fuck
Living in disgust
Body aching misery
And I can’t stand up
Oh fuck
I’ve felt defeat
Can’t take the heat
Just leave me be
Can’t shake this funk 
I’m Smoking dank
It help me think
I roll my blunt
I Smoke it up
And Then repeat
I’m falling off
And fall to sleep
Where I can’t dream
A faded numb 
Im going dumb
So shut it up
Don’t wanna hear
A fucking thing

I Don't Wanna Hear a Thing (Prod. Bleach)

—LYRICS—

Carry my own weight
This ain’t no bitch made movement 
Y’all see me do my thing
Killing this fucking game 
With no shame mane 
I feel the pain 
leavin my empty veins in the dark 
Y’all sleep when I lurk in the dark 
Reap destruction from the start
We not far never hesitate 
Fuck these busters
Hitting a lick in a stolen car
Bitch we starvin 
I keep on takin what is mine 
and take some more
Leavin them limbs on the floor
The reaper is waiting for more
came up short
Now you’ll pay the price 
Losin focus on ya mind 
Gettin lost in time 
Can you feel the chill 
Running up yo spine 
Ready to roll the dice 
White lies waiting for demise
devils out tonight he softly says goodnight 

HOOK
3x
Late nights robbed from my thought 
I can not run set em all on fire 

Kill em all I belong 
to the fog and the swomp
Sticky like mucus my bars are so vicious 



Only cowardly bitches 
Will end up breathless in ditches 
Acting nothin suspicious 
I did it my way Sid vicious 
Nothin more then a quarter 
I see shadows in corners 
And all night long they flirting 
With the door knob 
Gotchu shanking under covers 

Late nights robbed from my thought 
I can not run set em all on fire 
Kill em all 
I belong to da fog and da swomp
Sticky like mucus
My bars are so vicious 
My memories are drags
Chockin on sand
Fuck it we’re dead on this land

3x
Late nights robbed from my thought 
I can not run set em all on fire 

Kill em all I belong 
to the fog and the swomp
Sticky like mucus my bars are so vicious

SET THEM ON FYE (Prod. DJ HOSTILITY)

PHUCKED

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Burnin In Tha Flames(Prod.Desyed)

LYRICS:

(Chorus1): 
I ain’t romantic and I don’t do Dancin 
I don’t fuck wit people bitch I’m stuntin like Manson 
Keep it in my waist pussy boy what’s happenin
If you got a problem then I guess I understand it 

(Verse 1):
I don’t need shit bitch I don’t need love 
All I wanna do is drink and get gone off drugs 
I don’t really feel sane mane I think I might break 
Every moment I’ve been livin I’ve been feelin so drained 
I don’t really wanna talk cause it’s always feels same 
So I make another song and I write another verse cause my life is feeling cursed and my mind is feeling vauge 
What the fuck is goin on inside head with all this pain

(Chorus 2):
I ain’t romantic and I don’t do Dancin 
I don’t fuck wit people bitch I’m stuntin like Manson 
Keep it in my waist pussy boy what’s happenin
If you got a problem then I guess I understand it 

(Chorus 3):
I ain’t romantic and I don’t do Dancin 
I don’t fuck wit people bitch I’m stuntin like Manson 
Keep it in my waist pussy boy what’s happenin
If you got a problem then I guess I understand it

I AIN’T ROMANTIC [Prod. ENVIOUS̸] (UGLY MIX)

LYRICS 🔒

Replenished my thirst 
For better or worse 
I’m makin more moves 
Im scrappin the curb
I fuck with the underground 
Making all better sounds 
End up with golden crowns 
That I don’t deserve 
Bitch I grip the wheel I fuckin swerve 
Still born with a curse bitch
Out of sight out of mind 
So it doesn’t really hurt 
Did I mention I’m the mf
Takin over earth bitch 
Everything fading thir
d eye gleaming 
now reality tarnished I don’t really blame em Bitch 

Round the block these bustas flock 
I’ll bring da flames straight to the crops 
It’s ftp and fuck these ops 
I can’t regain on what I’ve lost 
Still fuck this game we make it rain 
Ho get off my cock
Round the block these bustas flock 
I’ll bring the flames straight to the crops 
It’s ftp and fuck these ops 
I can’t regain on what I’ve lost 
Still fuck this game we make it rain 
Get off my cock she’s slobbin top
Yeah mop the spot I’ll spilt these brains 
And bodies drop

TARNISHED

HunterXHunter

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Do My Stunts

BL1ZZVRD MVN ブリザードマン [BLOKKA $OLO] Prod. YungPillz

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