Why you devoting all of yo own time in yo phone n
Tuh only realize that your phonie 
We are are so slowly hoping that somebody would notice were holy enough to be led to the Forrest

Got flowers like florist
My brain is so porous 
The dope is imported inside of my system
All the stars glisten 
Stuck up in space and I can't find my orbit 
Just hope that u listen 
N share w your friends cuz I just got some porridge thats cold on my plate 
Kept all feelings storage
Feel like I'm torrent
Thoughts are so morbid 
Hoping the reign throughout this whole existance
I could feel my whole body juh crippling 
No matter what stick to the mission 
Even if they get to pissing you off 
Throw a smirk or smile and keep them boys off in the distance

Continue to shatter the earth 
With your inversive energy 
Shit can get worse 
Bet you could feel when I stomp on my turf 
Feel me on yours time to order a hurse

Nah I'm just playing I tend to get pissed off when kids think they laying bodies in the pavement 
An can't make a payment then get so frustrated
Memory loss cuz of all the inhalants 

That's what I would blame it, on 
The perc is strong 
N I ain't even talking boutta pill
The one the in middle of bongs
That' cools the smoke down 
Tuh helps yo lungs not get killt 

Made this whole track like I'm sticking up a quilt 
Got me in the feels laying out in a field 
Kneeled on the ground with a weapon that I yeild 

With all my guards down i aint even got a shield 
Just a big green jar w an air tight seal 
this dope that I copped came straight from chesterfield
Smell like a stanky lemon just got peeled 
Low on health spark up lets heal 

You aint gotta do what anybody say to 
Stuck to ur words even if they betray you
There's something to prove when everyone hate you
Follow my footsteps along for the break thru


Satans spwan descended from heaven 
Flew down with some wings as i grew from a fawn 
Heads will be severed from demonic revrends used as decoration out on the front lawn 
From dusk until dawn 1 thing to count on 
You might be right but will always be wrong 
And cannot catch on to the flows and tones that i spit 
Now you fucked in the brain hows the taste of my dick?

Can your hear it or taste it or smell it
Proably leave your brain feeling relish 
I got all my relics around me in circles 
Shaped in a sigil to help my self virtue 
Flow thru future, no one can hurt you
More than yourself 
Don't center your life around fame and wealth
Save up some money to go buy a belt 
Now you getting whipped w it 
And say your in hell

But seen all the signs 
Kept moving forward as if you were blind 
With the welts from the belt getting whip from behind 
Screamng out why, while
Scaling out lines
Never gave em 1 point O for a dime 
Never gave uh mother fuck if you die 
on the detector to see if i lie 
Look in my eyes no need to revise

Yet I'm peaceful
Mixing these toxins is oh so lethal 
I can hear people staring thru the peep hole 
Steps aren't so steep, we are not in a steeple 
Why do my knees starting to feel so feeble 
Imma collapse at last with a death note 
Please keep the base fade the treble 
Thanks for the last wish just wanted to meddle in silence with all of my medals

LORD FARQUAAD - AMNESIA (PROD. FROSTYHN)

Ohhhh foshoo
Uh oh, oh foshizzle 
I dont knoww 
Shit wheres my sickle
Im friends w the crows so is my bro
We fuckin evil
Tho never touch a needle 
Its hard to fuck w people 
When no one really needs you
Im reaching deep inside your rigid spleen my fingers peek thru
The otherside in other words im mutha fucken lethal 
Illegal substabce transfering demonic weasel
I need blood clottage comming in i always bleed thru 
My bandages and now im stuck w nothing left
I see you i also see that you are not a threat
Believe me when i say that nobody
believes you 
I seem to be another soul stripped clean of freedom


See me pop my head out when you lookin down the barrel 
You a funny guy? 
Cut will Ferrell down to bone marrow 
I am Cupid sending arrows 
Spade of Ethel blade is lethal 
Ima narrow down my options 
And aim it dead at yo pupil 
Ima human yet I’m stupid
I’m lucid when I’m sedated 
Every ex-bitch that I dated I hated cus they all sluts 
Now it’s upper cuts 
Delivered deep inside of yo guts 
Hella bucks from sellin acid 
Yet I’m fucked from havin luck 
It’s fuckin zombie

GRAVEYARD (PROD. XANJAI) - Lords Of The Crop

Crows gon speak when the crop lords reap
Roll up dope in the backseat of the black jeep
No need for the haters 
See you later 
Start to favor life with me no neighbors 
Stuck in purgatory im just vapor 
Vapin out the sourin 
See me snorin on the sofa pourin more 
Im scortchin floors 
Me i am a serpant sent from down below
Low life 
Ima misfit equipted him with a switch 
Piss broke 
Dipping from these mother fucking pigs
Oh lord
Ima a fuckin monster 
Mobster 
Mob up
Homie bout to rob ya
Don't cop up 
Ill chop ya
40 ounce shattered on ya top bruh 
I'm in one 
Locked and load I'm not to let this glock bust
Fuck i think im stuck acid tab got be numb
Or maybe it the codiene stuffed inside my cup 
Blood all on my knucks
Blackness fills my lungs
Pump me full of drugs 
Fumble blunts and now i let the trumpets runnn

Slowly live a dark abyss
I miss my family miss my pills
Miss my cousin when we deylsum trip

OPTIMUS GRIME - REAP (PROD. FRANKY M)

Gimme the cash 
Or seek the Barretta 
If I had known better 
Then I would remember 
Sought to feel nothing 
A bottle of tussin and bars by the dozen tossed into my stomach 
Bucking and bluffin don’t speak to the ops 
2 things on my mind that’s my bread and my Glock 
Cocked 
To open a spot in my top
Keep the money in mind so I can block out the thoughts 
Hop 
Into an ocean of sauce 
No rick Ross but I feel like the boss 
From the mitten only deal with the frost 
From the ground to my wrist to my neck to my ounce 
Pounce on the prey ima dog ima hound 
Sniff ya bitch out bring her back to my house
All white clout ice drippin from the clouds
Cloud 9 no time 
Fuck it give it me now 
Give it to em how? knife to his fuckin throat 
Cold cut kill a bro better watch ya hoe
Snow on my coat 
Snow all my gold
Sold off my soul 
Serpent summoned from below 
LOSING ALL HOPE fuck I hope I don’t end it 
I end up with thoughts of my head being severed 
All of my brethren defending my message 
That we are all dead been rejected from heaven 


Been rejected from heaven
N im Wielding  my weapon
With the presence of resin 
While im praying to god that you do not step in 
Now you Stepped into my chamber of torture
Breath is taken from all the supporters 
Supporting my mom on not getting abortions 
But its not important, i made my imporatnce known 
On my stone he will be known as number one
Smitty is shitty, but he show no pitty to all the shit you have begun
Is boutta get kocked down 
Lil bish find a cop out 
Cops in when the suns out
Cops out when the sun down 
Threw the kicks off  lil bitch gotta run now
Sheriff my man i had tackled him down
And shackled his arms while he floppimg around 
Tell the whole town to gather around nobody else like em were not missing out 
Anarchy imma anarchist 
Dear government please suck on my dick
Look me in the eyes bitch do not spit 
And swallow the goodies that come from my tip 
N uh tip for you is long overdue
Induce in indulgence id rather dillute 
All of the sheep who dont gave a clue
How we do what we do then present it for you

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LOSING ALL HOPE (PROD. SUPRA) - Lords Of The Crop

ASCENDIN TO HEAVEN 
loaded my weapon I’m spreading the heat 
Stepping in deep 
Exposing my demons send me a place I can find sleep 
I drop to defeat 
Loose off the cannon a manic forever I’m reppin my team
Yo where a G 
A plug with a pound of the green 
Thug with a round to yo spleen 
Dip off the scene 

Psylocibe fiendin
I try to stay sober but I cannot find enough reason 
I need me a bag as I feel my depression suppressing my feeling by change of the season 
Demeanor is clear 
I am not there when you look in the mirror 
Don’t try to beat fate 
I cannot breathe 
Suffocate me and please take away all that I hate 
Mud on my plate 
Tip toe through hell 
And the I came back 
With red all inside of my veins 
Me and my team are all dead 
Zombie immortal 
I’m leaping through portals with thorns on my head 
King of the crops 
Gunnin em down 
Reload the clip and then aim at the ops 
I’m one the shots 
Sailors in me and I’m back on the couch 
Shrooms in my tea and I’m one with the gods
Bumpin my music 3 subs make em knock 
Hollow tip storming 
I’m pouring my tussin 
I’m hushing these demons from floodin my thoughts 
I’m too 
Too 
Too dead to even think
Pour 3 
Pour 4 
Pour the pint and let me think 


Think, thinking about how i think way to much
Is it the stress or result of the mess of the yucky blunts stuffed oh so deep in my 

I lost my breath and now ive gained it that certainly means your about to lose yours
What your saying is not important to the muskiest boys of da shores 

You think you nasty lil bitch i am worse there has not been a single day since my own birth 
Where i got outta bed n summoned  the nerve
To brush all up on my own teeth bitch smelling my verse
Its nothing like flowers and no where near roses
Aroma of strippers who keep they legs open 
You hoping that means i say imma pussy 
you are what you eat n i am not a rookie 

To playing with words 
The plane where i heard 
Only weak minds observe
The disturbance that works
To reverse yo self worth 
N i know that it hurts im a part of it to 
Parting away ive got something to prove
While you party away take no pity on you 
Patty cake edawg great while i piss on fool
Sending hate send it straight bitch i hate ya iq 

ASCENDING TO HEAVEN (PROD. AGBEATZ) - Lords Of The Crop

Now its fuck what you say
Now it fuck up out my way
Fuckin with me you gon die 
By the edge of my blade 
We aint the same 
Nahhhh
Hell is where im born and raised 
The fire that i spread i think that rap
Is my forte

Double my cup
Pills in my pocket 
My rocket put shots in yo chops
grrra
Jump off the top of the eifle
My rifle be aimed be at my temple im off
Off of my rockers im crazy im mad 
Head on the mat now remember the past
Days when sad
Days when im fucked up and gon off the xans
Hopin i O.D. im praying for chance

To come and take my life
Happiness soon at last
Lookin for sunny days but i look at the sky
And all that i see is overcast

Now tell me...
Tell me if you wanna die 
Fine...
Truthfully i think if suicide
Its do or die 
Really i be doing fine
But only off some drugs so i can ease my mind

Ease my mind (3x)

Ease my mind or fuckin lose it 
I dont care the drug abuse it 
Fuck all you rappers who talkin bout clout
Load up my glock and send you a round
aye
I think i need light 
Im sick of the night 
Eric just help me im stuck in this rut
FUCK
Im losing this fight

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I said I need more and fuck what you want 
LOTC to our death
Resurrect and load the chop
Post up
Roll up
Smoke down and fuck the ops 
Mad hatter half dead 
Z-Z-Zombie rock the block 

I said I need more and fuck what you want 
LOTC to our death
Resurrect and lid the chop
Post up
Roll up 
Smoke down and fuck the ops 
Mad hatter half dead

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LORD FARQUAAD - HATE ME (PROD. AGBEATZ

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SLOPPED AND SKEWED [PROD. HONJA X CRCL]

CONVERSATION [PROD. MELO GOD]

BLESSED WITH A CURSE [PROD. THE CLOUD LOUNGER]

5 MISSED CALLS [PROD. LFT]

IVE BEEN HIGH FT. SUPERSTARDARIU$ (PROD. LEILO BEATS)

POCKET DIMENSION FT ANHILIST (PROD. ETHANCX)

BAD KIDZ FT. SUPERSTARDARIU$ (PROD. CADENCE)

INSOMNIA FT. SWITCH (PROD.VENXM)

NICE TO MEET YOU (PROD. SANTOS SANTANA)

Yeah what the fuck you thinking
See me the creepin in the streets
Yeah they think that I'm a demon
And I can't help it that they fiending
See my creepin in the streets
Cus all I know to do is dealing

Lifes a game and I'm gon play it better
Play your cards rights or ima take it I'm the debt collector
Never let em rob me cus the glock is on the dresser
Make a mess of it
Shawty like it when message her
I ain't pull up in a Tesla
I pulled up with a full clip
Now You can say I'm testin ya
I ain't with bullshit shit
My circle like tip of an eraser
Got her panting like the pacer
Yeah the razor by my wrist
I hope this girl gon be my savior
Yeah now think twice
Cus I don't think I'll be nice
Blood been cold like dry ice
Been Bumpin lines for 5 nights
Now Freddys in yo dreams
I want to meet but he won't visit
I want more then just the screen
But the don't sell that kind of ticket

And it's Grimey till the death of me
No blessings in this lifestyle
I mask the pain with red because the pain been getting up
And I don't smile like the rest of em my head been in a rut
And I don't front about my life and if you do then go get fucked

Cus this shit it ain't been fun
I wouldn't it wish on my worst
Yeah my life it's been a curse
But I learned to know my worth
Reefer cloud my head I said I needed time to meditate
Or medicate
Mixing Minute Maid in cups I got from Circle K

Yeah what the fuck you thinking
See me the creepin in the streets
Yeah they think that I'm a demon
And I can't help it that they fiending
See my creepin in the streets
Cus all I know to do is dealing

And it's Grimey till the death of me
No blessings in this lifestyle
I mask the pain with red because the pain been getting up
And I don't smile like the rest of em my head been in a rut
And I don't front about my life and if you do then go get fucked
And it's Grimey till the death of me
No blessings in this lifestyle
I mask the pain with red because the pain been getting up
And I don't smile like the rest of em my head been in a rut
And I don't front about my life and if you do then go get fucked
And it's Grimey till the death of me
No blessings in this lifestyle
I mask the pain with red because the pain been getting up
And I don't smile like the rest of em my head been in a rut
And I don't front about my life and if you do then go get fucked
And it's Grimey till the death of me
No blessings in this lifestyle
I mask the pain with red because the pain been getting up
And I don't smile like the rest of em my head been in a rut
And I don't front about my life and if you do then go get fucked

YUNG GRIME

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