Lyrics:
Which way
Which way do I go
I don’t know man
God forgot to show me the floor plan
Up or down
Left or right
No I can’t roll a dice
I’ll decide it by flipping the six sided facets of me
One is addicted to hiding
The other is itching for violence
Third one in a mask
The last tied up and sitting in silence
And as the first three argue
Know the last is the real one
But far too often he feels nothing

Mission slipping out my mind
I need to do a little growing up
Gotta incubate
Jeopardizing my life
Been sleeping on the interstate
Desperately wishing I survive
But I’m constantly betrayed 
By an evil voice inside of me
Keep it locked away
I can’t handle the dichotomy

You might’ve noticed
I left out two sides of me
(Huh)
I didn’t mention the fragments that see the black and the white
(Oh)
They’re both dead in their graves
Now I only see grey
(Damn)
The other colors are faded
But it’s keeping me sane 
I kept their bones as a keepsake
Tryna protect the kingdom of my heart
Like I’m Sora with the keyblade
It’s kind of funny how my life goes on
Despite the fact that a part of me wants me gone
Aye
Aye
20 this year
In February I’ll be 21
The depression got me forgetting when life stopped being fun
Stuck at the slowest of paces
My knees quake and it hurts
To escape the lowest of places now
I’ll be taking the first of a hundred some steps like a centipede
No surrendering
Even at the threat of death
Out of breath from tryna flee all this sinister energy
Telling me that unlike the beat
I get no serenity
Bitch

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Fragments - Oddwin Rap Contest 2024

cowboy! (ft. loveless)

prod. windmill311

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-JbEQhckieo

Feeling like Cinnabar cant touch no one
Bitch Im playing Muv-Luv im always number one
Always getting my swag snatched it’s over done
Cant use photoshop or FL they some chuds

cinnabar

prod. windmill311

its a mystery 
thousand lives no souls around me 
No creativity 
and i still aint seen someone whos like me
Its a mystery 
Everyone a husk nobody gets me
No creativity 
They wanna be me but hate to see me

Got 10 posers hitting me up on my phone
Wearing jnco jeans and listening to deftones
Boy why you fake tryna being someone else
It really isn’t hard to be your true self 
Why you want validation from all these hoes
Cant name a thing about Totono
Never played a visual novel in your life
Posting pictures of tifa and cloud strife

prozz

prod. windmill311

Lets go on a bike ride
Hanekawa on my back everything is fine
Ive been on a steep decline
Shinobu bit my neck now im telling her to die
Abbreviations let me guide
Turn my back on my friends call me Fried By Fluoride
Was a vampire I won’t deny
Monkey paw lost snail snake scales on her thigh
Caught her in my arms cuz she weighs nothing
Told me that all she wants is to feel something
At the park she pulled up now we discussing
Ghost pulls up says shes lost all she does is fussing
First date look at the starry night
Then comes day I wake up the sun shines in my eyes

bikeride

100 Rounds (RL x HXG)

prod. windmill311

Got that apple in my hand
Fruit fell from that tree
Who should I romance 
Komine sachi 
But I don’t know
Can we take further 
Pink hair blue eyes
Would you date a nerd
On the rooftop
Daughter of a solider
Staring at the sun
But I want a range rover
Files  airdropped 
Wanna take a picture 
Cameras broken
middle of the winter
Feeling fancy wearing my white tee
Silver jeans on PS Vita’s with me

Feel like Gotoh when im on Blue Train
Feel like Goku when I have to train
Im so dizzy got too much drank
Sipping codeine imma do it all day
Pop’n music yeah thats my game 
I don’t think thats ever gonna change 
Picking nyami what stage do I play
Got a combo hit that replay

fruit tree

lyrics:

wild west shit, like a cowboy with 2 blicks
niggas want me dead like im tony on the coke bricks
you dont wanna know why i hit em with the cold blitz

make it bounce, know that niggas talking down yeah
make it bounce, know that niggas talking down yeah
making bands, know your shit aint even loud yeah
cloudy day, and we smoking on your pack yeah

i dont wear balenci, but i got boots on me like a sergeant
everything is bigger in texas, really this shit the largest
side by side with my crew like we some department
one hit and you might just die, we locked in like apartment
i hang with the reds, but i hang with the blues too
cooking up like cooking meth, we gon make it real soon
my nigga we connected but i am not talking bluetooth
i dont want no video, really hate being on youtube

wild west shit, like a cowboy with 2 blicks
niggas want me dead like im tony on the coke bricks
you dont wanna know why i hit em with the cold blitz

make it bounce, know that niggas talking down yeah
make it bounce, know that niggas talking down yeah
making bands, know your shit aint even loud yeah
cloudy day, and we smoking on your pack yeah

blick tucked, masked up, on some joker shit 
hella puffs, yknow we on some heavy smoker shit
cant stop now, im just revving up the motor bitch
goddamn, you stooping low for exposure but we
going up, bands go up
mud is up, we pour out the cup
scared of love, join the club
ski on like slump, free young thug

resident evil

loveless

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