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Sad/vibe

i don't own this sound
credit: skinny flex, Pateon970
spanish dirll

skinny flex ft. el Patron970 - JORDAN MANCHÁS  TIKTOK REMIX

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[VERSE I: Anthony Mars]
i just wanna see you for a minute
my minds been lost for a minute
for a minute, for a minute
can't tell you what's going on
don't know what i'm feeling
money comes and goes
save a few, spend a few
every time i go to sleep i dream of you
every time i close my eyes i just see you
inside of my heart
i been falling through
rehab after rehab
come home just to relapse
if it was a choice all these drugs would be through
but it's just so much deeper
carry too much baggage on my people
even though i love you
fill the void
even though i love you
smile at my casket
i'm at peace at my death and i know it's just another sad song
may or may not sing along
and i know it's just another sad song
may or may not sing along
i'm not living life this way
i don't care about the fame
i don't care about the pain
i just wanna see you for a minute
baby i'm sorry that i'm finished

[VERSE II: Norman Atomic]
don't know why you left
(H-E-R-O-I-N)
(H-E-R-O-I-N-E)
but you always come back so i'll give you back whatever is left in my chest
(N-O-H-E-A-R-T)
(N-O-H-E-A-R-T)
prolly go broke giving into false hope
choking from the vomit in my throat
i was too knocked out to notice
overdose into a comatose
it seems to be my fucking slogan
i'm fucking broken
i'm fucking broken again and i know never to forget
my foes my friends are the same in the end
i hope i regret leaving both when i am dead
all of the money and fame are only fleeting ways to counteract my shame
all the drugs and bitches that i gain are only fleeting ways to counteract my shame
i'm so lame
everyday is the same
i'm going insane and nothing ever changes
i hate it
i gotta get out my own way
find a better way
find a better way

Long Term Effects of SUFFERING

FORGET IT

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[VERSE I: Raindrop Walka]
i'm falling apart
you mighta thought i was playing a part in the art i've created but most of the words reflect what's happened or what is waiting to start happening
i keep on damaging myself
tryna fill the void with all this water round my neck
i'm bout to drip until i drown
all these drugs up in my nose
i taste the drip that shit's so sour
all these cars that i bought either don't start or got impounded
pursued the american dream
the nightmare's what i doubted
catch a flight to london or i'll catch i flight to lyon
show my face in public
show another one at home
see my name on the marquee
letters falling down
littering a cold dark street somewhere downtown
as soon as i reached cloud 9 it started storming
heavy thunderstorms in every city that i'm touring
life ain't like a rap video
that's just a warning
hoping to see the sun when i wake up in the morning

[VERSE II: Hearse Boy]
all this misery, misery, misery
fuck
look at my history
no mystery where I might end up
just shut up
don’t wanna hear it
it’s my decision
may be my last words so just please listen
so long
it’s been torture being here
so gone
getting high been how I cope with fear
same song
and I’m sick of singing it
let me move on
it’s for my benefit but come one come all to my down fall
bear witness to everything that I can’t solve
my therapist made me promise before I end it all
that her phone would be the one I choose to call crying asking
is it really worth it?
what's beneath the surface or behind the curtain
really don’t think I wanna take this any further
made one last attempt to figure out my purpose
I called her phone it said..

[OUTRO: Raindrop Walka & Hearse Boy]
when life gets hard keep on marching on
even if the finish line is far or you have to push the car
keep on marching on

THE NUMBER YOU HAVE DIALED IS NOT IN SERVICE

I’m caught in this position - 

where stagnancy - stay inflicted, 

all my thoughts are contradicted - by the paradoxes i live with,   

know the shit that I be spitting - is part of a bigger picture, 

not for the folks who fear the future - or phonies who hate the vision, 

See regardless if I make it - immortal minds - I’m  committed, 

said I need me my commissions -  a percentage from all my critics, 

you get lined up w the system - or find your faith in religion, 

Neither gangsta or musician - i play a chef in the kitchen, 

was encapsulated w aggravation - upon conception - 

yall know this my definition - of masterin my expression,  

mack incomparable w rappers - immaculate is my essence,  

I aint do this for the internet - I got people I’m missing, 

liable to peer pressure sometimes i want the attention - 

not everybody be dependent on friendship - but shit depressing - knowing that your the best at being upset or playing victim when everybody in this life has been stuck in a mental prison, 



this the imagination - of a self diagnosed mental patient, I be dodging conversations - and tryna hide my intentions - im a killer - psychologically - murder you - my profession - is too put you in a corner - so you ponder your life’s regression - 

all the shit that you think you know about mack you should forget it, 

im manipulative and petty - 

To pussy - I’m addicted - one of kind love she getting - I’m sorta limited edition, rub her ass I don’t kiss it, 

she fuck w me - but won’t admit it, 

psychedelic - I’m trippin - whenever I walk in the building - i still talk to civilians -  to empathize w the way they feeling - 



so many people I’ve hurt inside of my life - I don’t regret it - so many lessons I’ve learned - I’m here to affirm - all my success inside this harmony - partially y’all should know im still a anarchist - 

puffing on cannabis - numb the pain - till I can handle it, do y’all understand - that this not a game - and I been gambling - 

I’m so charismatic - the way I rap is an automatic gift, 

cant fuck on the baddest bitch - I need a nurse w a freak mentality - not split personalities -  that constructive rationality - my biggest mistake was jus to use you for your anatomy, my hearts gotta cavity - and I jus fill it inorganically - 

producer or prisoner - reconsider my tenacity - 

do this for my fam-ily - cuz was my daddy wasn’t actually - of a dynamic where we could live out life expansively - apart from my habits - I practice happiness - so practically - 

when balancing happy and sad - i live a life of fantasy, I lost all my vanity - when my lady died - reality had hit me so hard I lost all my sense of time and sanity, been looking for god in the mirror - w a devil looking back at me, 



nah I’m not the man you want me to be - that’s why you mad at me , don’t question my strategies - shit my mind is like a tapestry, while living the dream i stopped questioning why shit be happening - 

life is not coincidence- synchronize w you randomly,

manipulative and petty [PROD. TJ NERO]

gym class (prod. brobak)

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[VERSE I: Lord of Loneliness]

It's lonely at the top
all of my enemies have been defeated
the crown has been sitting on my head for too long
it's starting to give me these legions
don't follow the crowd
the crowd is misleading
stay solo
surrounded by all of my demons
licking my wounds as they deepen
constantly feeding them all of my secrets
007
i got the golden gun
i got the golden
im busting
open up the door
I'm at my breaking point
I cannot take this shit no more
I'm ready to fucking explode
open up
knock knock
here comes the glock cocked
9 mili pop pop pop
oh no
making a mess
my aim ain't the best
I guess I should clean this all up and go home

[VERSE II: Yung Mane]

Percocet, Roxycodone, with some Xanax that I had crushed up in some dust
elevated to another dimension so I got a limp in my strut
I do not care to be here or be there
in the mean time, it seems that I'm stuck
swerving and crashing
that dying little bastard
Yung Christ, you address me as such
crazy little demon
they wave when they see me
face tatted from ear to ear
northside boy with a glock sized toy
if I cock it there's going to be tears here
manic depressive
when life is in session, I hide in a room that's as dark as me
dollar sign - B
and it's still F-T-P
fucking G-R-E-Y till I R-I-P

THAT JUST ISN'T EMPIRICALLY POSSIBLE

Problemaddicts' alumni Vorheez and Dj Theory reunite on this is a no frills, classic east coast Boom Bap One off, with intro/ chorus/ outro cuts by DJ Theory and the beat expertly chopped by Bay Area producer, PhillipDrummond. This is one of several collaborations between Vorheez and PhillipDrummond planned for 2020.

manipulative and petty [PROD. TJ NERO]

MACKY