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Terrell Murphy

White Palm X KirbLaGoop - From the Moon

ICEWATCH - THERES A SNAKE IN MY BOOT

featuring @dead_hippie666
mixed by @deerxgod

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SLEEPY HOLLOW ft. Dead Hippie

there's a lot that isn't right wit me
nobody hear my words, not for the life of me
spitefully, i grab this fuckin mic, they got no stripes to me
yo shit is not that nice to me, its guttin like a knife in me 
you could try yo fuckin best, its not enough
so now i couldn't give a fuck about no set, just run it up
i leave you people to the rest, no longer care bout puffin up
my chest, you bitches couldn't test me, in this shit im number one
y'all fuckin gassed him, now just look at what hes done
like how the fuck they pass me, but aint ever sounded tough
wipin shit like vaseline, they movin round the cut
now if you movin out too passively, get treated like a runt
let me talk my shit, too much, and imma air it out
cuz i don't got much left, up in this bitch to care about
i don't see them mothafuckas sharin now
so you can keep the trash, you bitches steady blarin out
run a different grind, and everytime i wouldn't see the funds
only thing thas mine , is all my time, and i don't need the fuss
why these bitches think they fine enough for me to fuck, 
hold the fuckin line, who wanna mind inside my scene, its up
every fuckin time i chase the bred, i feel like nevermind
please just stay away, im on a plane, and i dont ever fly
you don't got the answer, sway, i promise you could never find
so please just mind ya manners, if you think that you a friend of mine
i just smoked the last fuckin gram, and now the plug dry 
so now you know im pissed, don't even bother tryna come by
whatever that you like, im hatin, i don't give a fuck why
unless you got a j, then we can smoke it, and get dumb high
rappin wit intention, like the track itself a sigil
better walk wit high discretion, or yo life is sacrifical
if you keep on talkin shit, i'll light yo candle at the vigil
woulda thought his name was malcom, how i popped him in the middle
of his mothafuckin forehead
run up on me bro, and you gon end up makin your bed
hazardous the flow, i leave you bitches eatin more lead
atomic on the notes, i got the code right to the warhead
i keep sweatin through this pain, i won't forget
all them mothafuckin people, and came around, and they left
right, and i guess its all my fault, i never kept up
fight, for my reasons, and my flaws, i hold my head up

Get It Crunk (Prod. Dj Bog)

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