My Cover of Marvin's Room and Fall for Your Type

Marvin's Room Fall For Your Type (Drake & Jamie Foxx Mashup

The Lost Ark Studio presents "Waiting Room" by Phoebe Bridgers, the latest single from the Lost Ark Studio Compilation - Vol. 08.

Phoebe Bridgers - Acoustic Guitar, Vocals

Additional Musicians:
Waylon Rector – Guitar, Organ, Background Vocals
Andrew Wells – Organ
Zach Bilson – Bass, Background Vocals
Bryan De Leon – Drums, Percussion

Produced, Recorded, and Mixed by Mike Butler at the Lost Ark Studio, California
Mastered by Jamal Ruhe at West West Side Music, New York

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Waiting Room - Phoebe Bridgers

If you were a teacher, I would fail your class
take it over and over til you noticed me,
If you were a waiting room, I would never see a doctor
I would sit there with my first aid kit and bleed,
I want to be the power ballad that lifts you up and hold you down,
I wanna be the broken love song that feeds your misery,
And I can wish all I want, but it won't bring us together,
Plus I know whatever happens to me,
I know it's for the better
When broken bodies are washed ashore
Who am I to ask for more, more, more?
But you're breathing in my open mouth,
You're the gun in my lips that will blow my brains out,
I want to make you drive all night just because I said maybe you should come over,
I want to make you fall in love as hard as my poor parents teenage daughter,
She'll be the best you ever had if you let her,
I know it's for the better...

Phoebe Bridgers - Waiting Room

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Travi$ Scott – Maria Im Drunk (feat Justin Bieber &Young Thug)

Luke Pickett - Please
Written by Luke Pickett & Benbrick
Produced by Benbrick, Luke Pickett, PHVNKY, Cypido



Please

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[VERSE I - $LICK $LOTH]

serpents of death crawling under your skin
if i take a bet you can guess who gonna win
i walk in the jects without no protection
i function in hoods every city im in
im that grey born gorilla out the concrete jungle
ducking from the dope cuz i just shot a bundle
scarecrow make the chopper drum shots rumble
scarecrow got the dope game from my uncle
still prefer the drugs over bitches
better watch the side that you picking
snakes start hissing
heads start missing
rest in piss to the ones im killing
chief keef drillin
codeine spilling
blood on my linen from the cuts never healing
hot boys out the crypt with a mouth fulla scripts
body bags zip when the gun hammer click

[VERSE II - RUBY DA CHERRY]

ruby leveled up
ruby gone global
epidemic proportion
i got the torch and now i'm lighting up gas on the porch
kick back
now i'm bored
$lick asked for the short
flick ash for the sport
ruby wrestles several devils in the 7th ward but ruby can't afford to move toward the hoard just yet
seventh ward dragon with a fiery sword through the neck
engulfed in flames
engulfed in blood as it rains from the red heaven that yung plague has escaped
levitate over Lake Pontchartrain
set em straight
no we are not the same
yeah it's hard to remain when your self slain
yeah it's all that remains when your self made
ruby bout to take a second breath
embrace yourself because all that remains is the blood stains

Radical $uicide

$UICIDEBOY$ x GETTER - MEMOIRS OF A GORILLA

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$UICIDEBOY$ x GETTER - GOOSEBUMPS

$UICIDEBOY$ x GETTER - CHAMPION OF DEATH

$UICIDEBOY$ x GETTER - STOP CALLING US HORRORCORE

FIRST SINGLE OFF THE KILL YOURSELF PART XX: THE INFINITY SAGA

[VERSE 1: LIL CHOPPA]

stay in the cut on the northside
hollowpoints
trigger fingers on my fucking .45
demons rising the crypt
i snort me a fat line
never gave a fuck
grew up out the mud
then i pop the trunk
grew up with the fucking robbers
always kept the mask on
motherfuckers gonna die if we take the mask off
$UICIDE how i ride bitch
$carecrow the walking shadow
Mozart with no piano
kill when i'm sleepy hollow
that mystic motherfucker that's addicted to prescriptions
xanax for the panic
mental problems you can add in
multi million owned business
you just signed a deal, bruh?
3 years passed
still broke?
and you ain't paid up
dollars i ain't touched yet
burn it for the fuck of it
infamous lunatic
you?
you just suck dick
cut throat with the deathwish
raised where the savage lives
straight out the death pit
to keep alive the triple six

[VERSE II: YUNG MUTT]

Ruby such a Misfit
Hollywood babylon can't resist it
Fuck a cop bitch
I'm ducking all these piglets
7th ward be my motherfucking district
Yeah I still got my motherfucking wrist slit
Bleeding like a pissed bitch
Scheming I'ma hit licks after licking hits of acid in her fucking split lips
Wig split just a fucking tidbit
Dick itch from ingesting pill bits
Blue bill sick of snorting powder
I'ma ditch this hunnid for 5 twentys
TSA keep testing my money
Now ima dip quick
Find me a thick bitch
Tit gripped
Tip gripped
Dick spit in her thick hips
Fuck
Fuck with me bitch I'm a-fucking-ddicted
And I don't really give a fuck what it is
Told you already that Ruby can't resist it
Big clip to my head watch that shit drip

I Wanna Die in New Orleans

FOR THE LAST TIME

SAGAS DROP SEPTEMBER 11TH NEVER FORGET

[VERSE I: YUNG MARASCHINO]

still got no hoes
so i'm pouring four o's
solo
solo cup double up
3 percs fizzle at the bottom 
if you don't know
hit you when i thrown bones from a pile of skeletons still sitting in my front lawn
drawn to the shadow
call me shadowkhan
crawl to the gallows
now the shadow gone
born with an arrow
sharp with a broken bow
aim it at the fucking battlefront 
ladder climbing up to her window
glass shatters now i'm playing fucking limbo
yeah, i got the cut on my neck
now that bitch wet
only fucking with me when she thinks i'm depressed
told that bitch "bet."
ima fucking jet 
no sweat
ima sip lead
swallow fucking bullets til my lips seep red
ruby been dead

[VERSE II: LIL REMAINS}

yung james jones
sipping on that throwed
mac 11 grip
and my fucking pistol all chrome
i'm fucking bound to bone
bound to the phonk
every day a different day
still getting throwed
middle finer to the hoes
middle finger to the world
umbrella for the tears and the red rain coming down my eyelids 
hate show biz
hate all the fame shit
vanish away like spaceghostpurrp did
either that or blow a hole through my head, shit
cuz things ain't what it is
everything switched
its like i'm watching a movie and i've seen the end
pretend smiles turn to whispers when your body turns
scarecrow bout to burn up in an urn

Marvin's Room Fall For Your Type (Drake & Jamie Foxx Mashup

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