"Forgetting the bad times, remembering the good times" - Scott Worrell

WHO I AM

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KDAIKRAZY- OUTTA KONTROL

**Kill Yo’self | Chicago Drill Artist**  

Straight outta the trenches of Chicago, Kill Yo’self brings raw energy, real stories, and hard-hitting drill beats that shake the streets. No gimmicks, no filters—just uncut pain, power, and passion in every bar.   

If you’re about that real drill sound, hit that **FOLLOW** button and turn me up. Share my music, run up the plays, and let’s take this movement worldwide. **Tap in now—before it’s too late.**  

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Lost My Mental

Chicken Head

Kill Yo'self "Lost My Mental”

Turning Heads (prod.pyctur)

This time (prod. sogimura)

[Intro]
Uh
A.S.
Make some mess and get across your mess’

[Chorus] x2
It’s a flash, get my cash
Get immortal though made up of blood and flesh
When you hear me your ears can’t go by
The art of master couldn’t ever fade or die

[Verse 1]
Buried my past, no one should ask
If I told you some things that I’ve been through, promise, you would be aghast
Evident lack of photosynthesis as if I missed chloroplasts
I’m the epitome of a persuasive bitch to lead a mass

Aha, hellcat, say "aah"
Skinny, could you let them breathe, please? Oh, hell, nah
Wanna know thе cup size of my bra
Examine it as I take watеrs at a spa

If I order, they comply
Never be a housewife
I’m my hostile and ally
Have a cure for evil eye

Ill-wishers keep watching me, watching me
Tell me, what you need, what you need?

[Chorus] x2
It’s a flash, get my cash
Get immortal though made up of blood and flesh
When you hear me your ears can’t go by
The art of master couldn’t ever fade or die

[Verse 2]
Tell me, witch, what is your pitch? Do you got that switch?
Take off my stitch, got money itch, fuck you, I’m gonna get rich
Acrid like a bleach, listen to my preach
Instead of food and drinks I store ‘em bars in my fridge

Sip cocoa, stay loco
To get me out of local
Bring punch to knock hoe
Need no grain to cock her

Uh, nobody want to fuck her
Tryna fuck with me, sucker for me but they still don’t suck her
Like to see them beggars saying they don’t like my shit
Couldn’t care less of way of thinking of misfits

‘Cause your argument not even argument
Why you argue, man? You mad I’m in demand
And that I’m better than most of them
And follow my plan so they see me then

[Chorus] x2
It’s a flash, get my cash
Get immortal though made up of blood and flesh
When you hear me your ears can’t go by
The art of master couldn’t ever fade or die

[Outro]
Shoutout to all the fucking jelly non-achievers
Non-believers
And to all motherfuckers who keep saying their shit
I’m grateful to you ‘cause you make my every day
I’m feeling even more confident if I know your ass keep hating on me
‘Cause it knows like you know that you could never do things that I do so you just choke on jealousy
Thank you

Credits: Anastasia Kolosova, Ben ANDRIAMAITSO, Samuel Kwei Yemoh

Flash

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