Prod Jhune
Written and Performed by Abel Maasho

Lyrics:
you say i’m dramatic 
i don’t like the people you hang around 
i guess it’s kinda tragic 
that i still want to make you proud 

Anything you do girl 
Keeps coming on back to me yeah

So if you hold me 
I hope that you remember 
the option is yours 
anything you do 
I hope that you remember 
the option is yours

To let me work my magic 
Show you shapes and sounds
Move your bodies like elastic
I head you been working out 

You say i’m dramatic 
You say im dramatic baby 
I don’t like the people you hang around 
Not at all
i guess it’s kinda tragic 
So So Tragic 
that i still want to make you proud 

Pretty boy x3
What you called me baby
Wrapped around your finger
But i’m not yours 
Not yours 

So let me work my magic 
Show you all these shapes and sounds
Your bodies like elastic
I heard you been working out

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Lyrics

I can't lie I still care about you
I know I shouldn't but I still miss you
All of your pictures got deleted
I still can't believe it's true

My room is freezing, oh shit
I think it's just me, oh well
Still think about you, I know
The pretty sad truth, I know 

Can't think of nothing, I'm feeling so shit
Stressing myself, cannot focus
Is it just me, can't you hear it?
All the voices, I'm not breathing

Having mixed emotions 
U started these commotions, fuck
Why oh why
Thinking of the first time 
We called and had a great time

Kept reliving the same night
U wanted to stop being mine
I know it wasn't my fault, or at least that's what you say
If I call would you decline? 
When I text you don't reply
I hope it's not personal, I hope it's not personal 


I might've fucked up, I might've fucked up
But I tried to fix things and you didn't
I've been on delivered, for almost three days, or maybe four, I don't even know

i still miss you

Voice In My Head

On The Moon

waiting to die
watching paint dry
I wanna stick
a knife in my eyes

My suffering is ruining me
I need a new tuning please
because everytime I open my eyes
I want to lose myself in make believe

and into my heart
a darkness starts to grow
if I reap what I sow 
ill jump out the window 
I’m nuts like cashews
climb on rusted statues
to get high again
I just wanna fly again 
I just wanna die at ten 
work a 10 to 5 
I am alive
but just barely
getting by
my head is off
literally 
vigorously miserable 
suicides considerable 
Tino Red chopped off my shit 
now I’m in 2 bits and wits are twisted 
maybe forget that I ever existed?

waiting to die
watching paint dry
I wanna stick
a knife in my eyes

My suffering is ruining me
I need a new tuning please
because everytime I open my eyes
I want to lose myself in make believe

I’m fucking losing my mind
fed a goose a French fry
and then some booze and he
puked in my eyes
I’m on the loose and I’m fried 
and I’m lucid and tried
to ride a moose with no shoes
and I almost died.
oh no look at tide
the lunatics tied
to a crucifix inside
and I’m ruining shit for guys
swatting flies with rotting pies
I stole from your grandma
after I took all her knives I
got five wives who arrived alive and we jive
they all have survived so far it is fine
bitches shine when I straighten there spine 
cook me bacon and ride me like it’s Quaken
the california type I’m a Georgia  guy
and I’m gorgeous Hi my name is none 
of your business, I’m fly and I lie to the sky
then lie down and cry and tie down a guy and say right now your time is all mine.  Climbing and rhyming like it’s a crime I bite bits off the guy til I feel like Mike Ty 
son I drink my Thais in the sun and my disguise is enough to avoid Mr puff I use a mask and I run away from the didddler than throw kitty litter at a shitty hitler supporters Zion needs borders over there life costs quarters and I change was once estranged from the game then I met a crazed young man with taste and I’m back and I’m brave and I’m black and I’m saved but Mr luck needs to fucking pray.  
I’ll die for my faith till I’m inside of faith hill
on a paved hill gone off of eight pills I have great skills and create bills I don’t pay and I think you are gay and that’s ok just fucking go away.  Flows that decay decades and red states and I smash bread plates and use them to get paid.  Rob a ninja with a pocket pistol that I got at a pop shop when I was on crystal.  Swarovski I’m do not skeet on molly I’m sorry it’s hard but I’m fried as calamari Nagasaki blasts score hat tricks like hockey and I’ve had chicks that could get soggy from sake try cock block me I’ll knock you like rocky down on the ground batter  your body like you hired bill cosby I’m I’ll honestly and I leave the hooks to the fishes I burn books and turn bitches to cooks I’m only interested in getting another slice of the pie if I don’t rap I’ll die hope enjoyed this ride.

waiting to die
watching paint dry
I wanna stick
a knife in my eyes

My suffering is ruining me
I need a new tuning please
because everytime I open my eyes
I want to lose myself in make believe

When I’m down bad you can drown that
Turn the frown back around with just a sound
And justice abounds when your around I’ll pour
A pound of torture out for you my boo you make me 
proud.  You take me to cloud 10 and up your threads my love stick me like a tetnis shit lick me like a lollipop. 

Somewhere somewhere far away
My precious beauty starts her day
After a wash the make ups on 
She is off to take it on - the world
I mean her sheen her scene 
She causes in between my eyes
Is quite supreme, serene, and she is not a human being.

BAR

waiting to die
watching paint dry
I wanna stick
a knife in my eyes

My suffering is ruining me
I need a new tuning please
because everytime I open my eyes
I want to lose myself in make believe

Waiting To Die Ft. Gina Da Lesbian

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