Dreams Pt.1|Prod MERCURY

[prod. XANNYGOD]


[Verse]

 im the realist from the northside
shooter from the killer side
im so straight forward and to the point
while niggas is out of line
one day ima be a part of grey five nine
join the shameless suicide and then cause some homicide
ftp on my fuckin minds eye waste no time when i rhyme
on god
ima keep rapping till im in the grave
i will not give till i rot in a cage
think out the box till i run out of shapes
put in that work till im lookin in shape

GONE FOREVER

Dreams Pt.5 [prod gisabella]

I’m on a spree, off my skin I’m flicking fleas
I’m empty, I’m alone in my home but a ghost is making the floor creak
Keep emotions on a leash 
Smoking reef, forgetting memories, but I
keep them like receipts
I will take them to the sea
Pouring my ash out in Atlantic oceans 
Spreading to the shore I keep on growing, 
Keep on flowing to where my soul is fucking meant to be 
I wake, try to be brave, I don’t want dust to be the only part that’s left of me
Never thought that I make it to 23 (what the fuck)
Been pleading for a reasons of why I fall to my degree
Demons tell me I’m just debris, I try to disagree Every day contemplating who to believe (who)
Walking in the street debating hanging from a tree 
I can’t sleep 
I can’t eat
Try to speak and I retreat
Looking back at everything is bittersweet
All I feel is defeat
Try to keep it discrete 
I don’t even know if I’ll ever feel complete 

Lung is full of tar 
Lung is-lung is full of tar 
Running-running but the blood is seeping out their parts 
Seep-seeping out their parts 


Sporting broken hearts on sleeves that feel too short
They ask me how I’m doing I say why the fuck you care for 
Smoke and hit record and say how life’s a bitch,
Now I’m feeling fucking stony when I’m brewing like a witch 
Smoking for a broken heart 
But my lung is full of tar 
Car running out of gas cuz I roll them in cigars
Split them with the same blade that I’m using for my arm 
Fake fuckers running but the blood is seeping out their parts 
They were doomed from the start
Same look you will never see in another eyes 
Seen too many die my body cannot cry I’m fucking dry 
I’m collapsing on myself like a star that died 
I’m refusing all the help all because of selfish pride 
Cells fighting wars in my body 
Demons saying fuck you, stop me 
I’m not good at confrontation or know karate
I’m destroying all around me, you can call me a tsunami 
I got my own body in a sleeper like I’m Sean O’Malley

RAINDROPS

Inciteful - Arrival

Oceanash - https://soundcloud.com/oceanash

YT - https://youtu.be/xJhdn2Rdy5M

Lyrics:
Looking to the sky
And the clouds are rolling by
And they’re blocking all the stars that are lighting up the night
Now I wanna see the blood from anything in sight
Fluid keep on spilling as I chomp and I bite
The moon is shining bright and it’s full
I might fucking howl and turn to a wolf
Causing rampage on the town
Shoot me I’m the head, now I’m out
Silver bullet spilling my brain on the ground
Ay
I was living in a shadow, moon is narrow like an eclipse
And my body’s fucking hollow cuz there’s in my ribs
Skeleton walking with no heart and silence in my lips
Living hanging by a thread waiting for a fucking snip
My heart keep on beating so I’m clutching my chest with a grip
I don’t wanna feel fucking shit

Bloody fingers bloody fingers
Watch me linger what
Getting paid just to sound the same
If you ask me that's real fucking lame
Motherfucker do not act like we the same
Preaching about them guns
Bitch I just have a chain
Full of dirt and rust
Yeah doing what I must
Every day is a blur
I can not control
Mind is full
Of death and gore
Skeletons at my door
Asking grey can we have some more?

GREY (feat. oceanash) - Umbra Cluster

translatiøn: i have been patiently waiting 🧙🏽‍♂️🌱🧙🏽‍♀️

i ~ been ~ waitin (∩｀-´)⊃━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ

Repping the gloom
Stepping on tombs 
Been hurting since the womb
Smell my body rotting like it’s my own perfume 
And I cannot feel my face 
Think I died inside my place 
Took a shotgun to the face 
Think I might just blow my brain
And I up and dip and dump the k
Gonna blow away the bank 
Bitch it’s gloom until the grave 
I’m prepared to die anyway 
I got the Glock tucked
What the fuck
Bitch a cigarette butt
Floating down the river, dump ‘em in a trunk
Hit a bump, 
Chemicals laced up in a blunt 
Then I’m going fucking manic as I’m spilling all the guts head bust red blood on my black boots when you feel the cut 
And I didn’t get the message so I popped ‘em with the gun
Straight gloom into your soul 
Watch me putting out the sun
Anyway what the fuck 
I’m gonna rob the fuvking bank
Bitch you watch me pull away and then I pull up with the tank 
Smoke a j eating chick fil sipping Gatorade but my vision tinted grey
Every day I go outside and feel so lame 
I don’t wanna blow my brain but every day is feeling same 
So I’m driving down the highway
Incisions hide away 
I don’t wanna deal with all this fucking pain
Looking for any way to numb my brain
Like I’m Jenny I wanna fly away 
All you fake fuckers fucking go away

LOCKJAW [ft. CRI$I$ 333][prod. SCARYPLAIN]

Go fw SoundsLikeSex bro cooked on this IcyTwat beat

XAN!!! [SoundsLikeSex]

T-T ♡♡♡♡♡♡♥︎♥︎♥︎

@siempark

attraction(stuck in my head about u)

take my hand (prod. grayskies)

Street disciple members only ft with NUKETHEKIDD, SHVNOBI,DoubleRRSlimm, MOB LIL G, Young King Toxic , Choppa flo, a4bz, Lil Lace,JZTHEKIDD,OmenXIX,BIGG O,999//BABY,

Dreams Pt.5 [prod gisabella]

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