Fromtheheart - Losin It (ft.Glaive, osquinn, Ericdoa, brakence, Valentine, kmoe)

Bitch I wake up with drugs in my blood, 
Feeling nothing, always numb 
I lost count of the ones 
Who fucked with me, and met my guns
Death Pitt hit the ditch
Catch it on the morning news 
Im on that solo reproduce 
I made my choice who I choose
Lost myself but found you r
A dull shiv cutting through 
Blood boiling raged hero, prime time spot light up them up before I'm fighting, always sparking fore I make a move, 
Came out the womb being rude in a bad fucking mood, 
rSpot on salty mother fucker chugging 
Pints of liquor till I'm blind 
Lying to them women because I don't know if it's wrong or right
Smoke em if you got em
Hope that she don't ask for another bite 
Cause I think you know by now that I'm right full of  drugs and a lethal dose of cyanide 

Death Pitt broke bitches, fuck your mom then do her dishes
Snarly punk ass timid kids crossing crucifixes,
Cocaine, nose strain, snort it till I hit the grave 
403 stay away
And don't say my fucking name 

Don't speak no Spanish
But i took your chica home to play 
I'm Smokin herbal medicine
With medicated drugs I laced
Never leave the house without the fuckin stainless on my waste


Pull up with the shotty got my finger on the trigger semi-cocking rocket launcher body dropping oddly figured obviously I'm fucking awesome and often intoxicated opt to smoke a lot of pot  I'm blazin in the hot box while we waiting stalk your every destination getting low on patience so please don't make this a mother fucking problem 

 Living with a broken soul
Like fuck it I'm still living though
Throwing shade subliminal 
Drinking every single four
Jiggin' jaw stuffed nose
Bleeding like a follicle
its my problem not yours 
Say what you wanna say  hoe 
Just gimme all your drugs bitch
 and go get me another four 

Death Pitt we got no hoes 
We still just  2 broke boys
nothing but skin and bones 
drinking pink water filled wit stones
but the vitamin liquor  chose
me
i cant fight this urge no more
my pa made me a bad mother fucker
no choice 
break bones raid homes
403 my throne bitch

reev undefeated in the sheets 8 inch deep
Move to the left hips up my dick numb please,
Cost effective pricing alcoholics dine free
Shipping K from the basement get that bread while I sleep
Meet and greet all too breif 
But your feelings find me,
Nothing left of prime T
Christ free, dykes cheat, toe draggin on them bitches but it just a light deek,
S13 riding low but I'm high in the Chevy,
Smoke leaking from the pipes
You got a Blown Head gasket
Nah its just the fucking cigarettes and weed

Corrosive when I'm coughing conversations turn to problems
Got me choking on this vodka
Spitting fire smoking lava 
Fuck em bleeding I don't wanna
Death Pitt pure dishonor
Rock bottom hitting lows 
Pitt viper venom swallow
Tell im leaving as I follow 
Cause I like a fucking challenge 
You can Find me looking Hollow 
Neck tied with the noose tight rope
But you know I still be sippin on a bottle
fcuk out my face pussy boy

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3:07

Dec 7, 2021

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Bitch I wake up with drugs in my blood,
Feeling nothing, always numb
I lost count of the ones
Who fucked with me, and met my guns
Death Pitt hit the ditch
Catch it on the morning news
Im on that solo reproduce
I made my choice who I choose
Lost myself but found you r
A dull shiv cutting through
Blood boiling raged hero, prime time spot light up them up before I'm fighting, always sparking fore I make a move,
Came out the womb being rude in a bad fucking mood,
rSpot on salty mother fucker chugging
Pints of liquor till I'm blind
Lying to them women because I don't know if it's wrong or right
Smoke em if you got em
Hope that she don't ask for another bite
Cause I think you know by now that I'm right full of drugs and a lethal dose of cyanide

Death Pitt broke bitches, fuck your mom then do her dishes
Snarly punk ass timid kids crossing crucifixes,
Cocaine, nose strain, snort it till I hit the grave
403 stay away
And don't say my fucking name

Don't speak no Spanish
But i took your chica home to play
I'm Smokin herbal medicine
With medicated drugs I laced
Never leave the house without the fuckin stainless on my waste

Pull up with the shotty got my finger on the trigger semi-cocking rocket launcher body dropping oddly figured obviously I'm fucking awesome and often intoxicated opt to smoke a lot of pot I'm blazin in the hot box while we waiting stalk your every destination getting low on patience so please don't make this a mother fucking problem

Living with a broken soul
Like fuck it I'm still living though
Throwing shade subliminal
Drinking every single four
Jiggin' jaw stuffed nose
Bleeding like a follicle
its my problem not yours
Say what you wanna say hoe
Just gimme all your drugs bitch
and go get me another four

Death Pitt we got no hoes
We still just 2 broke boys
nothing but skin and bones
drinking pink water filled wit stones
but the vitamin liquor chose
me
i cant fight this urge no more
my pa made me a bad mother fucker
no choice
break bones raid homes
403 my throne bitch

reev undefeated in the sheets 8 inch deep
Move to the left hips up my dick numb please,
Cost effective pricing alcoholics dine free
Shipping K from the basement get that bread while I sleep
Meet and greet all too breif
But your feelings find me,
Nothing left of prime T
Christ free, dykes cheat, toe draggin on them bitches but it just a light deek,
S13 riding low but I'm high in the Chevy,
Smoke leaking from the pipes
You got a Blown Head gasket
Nah its just the fucking cigarettes and weed

Corrosive when I'm coughing conversations turn to problems
Got me choking on this vodka
Spitting fire smoking lava
Fuck em bleeding I don't wanna
Death Pitt pure dishonor
Rock bottom hitting lows
Pitt viper venom swallow
Tell im leaving as I follow
Cause I like a fucking challenge
You can Find me looking Hollow
Neck tied with the noose tight rope
But you know I still be sippin on a bottle
fcuk out my face pussy boy



Coffee for breakfast (Brakence/Trabint)

Smut

Tell me there's gotta be a reason

Why I still believe , Why I still believe in you

And I, I never sleep at night ...

While I'm still haunted by, so many faces I'd never recognize you

And now matter what they say

Its too little too late, and now we're

All alone, we have ourselves to blame
All alone, but I don't give a fuck today.
 You're stuck, you're stuck in an open cage, and I'd bet you'd love to look at that bitch straight in the eyes and say
Pack up your shit an leave. Oh yeah, pack up your shit and leave, bitch.
 You had this coming, right from the start. You had this comin all along.

Tell me there's gotta be a reason
Why I still believe, this ones fucking killing me, but I won't give into it.

You'll all get what you deserve, and I hope it worth man 
Cause as far as I've heard, you can keep him from the bands, but you can't keep the band off of her.
 Go on, bury your head in your hands, give up give up give up

Go on, bury your head in your hands, give up give up give up - i don't give a fuck.





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