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Written by Marc 350
Produced by Apollo Young & Quecionmarc
Lyrics:
I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going in-sane. 

I was just living my best life. Everything was going just right. Everybody wave hi. Bright blue sky. Oh my. Feeling fine. Been happy for a while. Smile on a lil child. Ye. Then something got riled up. Everything is wild now. ￼Going crazy. Just me. Can’t you see. Eyes wide open. Hear the voices. Let them in. I can’t win. Whole world spin. Yeah. 

I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going in-sane. 

I’m not ok. Different in my brain. I feel the pain. I’m afraid. In my eyes, no rain. Wanna go away. These are different days. These are hard times. Split head of mine. One life line. Seen all the crime. See all the signs. Upside-down 9. Who’s my friend? Just me and I. Till the end we fight. Dark and lonely nights. No white light. Don’t be surprised. 
When I go crazy. How I’ve been feeling lately. Never had the lead. Loosing myself. Need help. Go to Hell. No balance. Can no longer manage. Have havoc. Ever panicked? Just wanna vanish. Act erratic. Stuck in traffic. Mind magic. Getting graphic. Kinda tragic. You’re dramatic. Who’s toxic. Can’t watch this. Final memories. Save me. Wanna leave. Alone in my home. Monster inna dome.

I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going in-sane. 

Feel like an animal. Black soul. Demons own. Mama cold. Mama cried. Mama died. Shut out. Broken house. Berserk. Oh wow. No frown. Straight face. Outta place. Catch a case. No fade. Huh.  
Slaughterhill. Make em scream. Wit my blade. Made em bleed. End their life. Fun to me. Messed up mentally. Menace to society. Cold blood in my veins. No cure to the pain. You’ll remember my name. [water drop]

I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going in-sane.

iNsAnE

iNsAnE - Marc 350

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Written by Marc 350
Produced by Luke White
Lyrics:
Life is a perception, only seen in your eyes. From sun rise to sun set, all we do is die. Making all of this just pointless and worthless? We live with no purpose? But one thing’s for certain. I’m just a person with emotions. I just try to suck it up and not cry. Most of what we do are just lies. Something most people don’t realize. Creating and causing misconceptions. Having fake people only doing impressions. Life is not a blur, just one big question. To answer it it’ll take all of my days. Every time I try another one is being raised. Feel like I’m get lost, in a maze. If I could, I’ll put life on pause or say wait. Tell death to go away. Need more time to figure it out. Answers flowing through my head like a drought.  

While my trouble keeps inviting more company, think of how I want life to be.

There’s too much hatred. Looking like locs, something to dread. Need more positivity instead. Something that only goes on inside my head. Wish it was a dream and I woke up in my bed. Put me to sleep don’t give me a drink. I’m desperate enough to have a tran-quilizer to equalize and stabilize the things going on in my mind and my life. All I see in my eyes are lies. See the truth when I die, till then I say thanks thinking things the way I dream of. No one understands I’m the only one to lean on. Me myself and I have the same game plan. Just need enough of us to start our own clan. But they’re not that many acronyms. While other people in this world that feel like they are voiceless, can never be heard. Voice somewhere in the heard. 

Thats just things in my head. Look at the real world. 

Negativity until l you die. Everyday you cry. I’m not surprised. I can see why. Left high and dry. Nothing is alright. Lonely nights. Aggressive so you fight. Bored so you pipe. Just to get high. Fly in the clouds. Still earth bound. Comes back to a frown. Back to the town. Depressed, on your tears you’ll drown. Everyday. Thunder cloud. Rains everyday. Rains on your parade. Rains on your birthday. Nothing is fun. Dreams of being hung. Dreams of a gun. Nothing is okay. No hero to save the day. Life controlled by Martin Li. Terrors when you sleep. There is no peace. Not even when you dream. 

But it’s not all negative. Not all like this. Not all it. Don’t leave. Think of the positivity. 

Once you open your eyes you see people around you. Here for you. There for you. Days are brighter. See a different hue. Life and time. Enjoy the journey. Who knows when you’ll die. Make a story. Have an impact. Say “yeah. I just did that”. Be proud. See the crowd. Everyone’s paying attention. Everyone has a lesson. Listen, to their advice. No need to cry. Along the way, think of things and how you want it to be. Then look to your family. Accomplish any goal that life will bestow. Conquer it and make a wish, upon a Star from afar, and then behold. Watch it come true. Life can mean, be anything. It’s up to you. Just stay true. To your self and don’t change for anybody else. Life isn’t right when you can’t shine bright. No need to be quiet. Never need to quit. 


Life is just question and answer. 
Look in your head. Dreams from your bed.
Focus on that instead. 
The negative around you.
Life’s about balance too. 
See the positive
Don’t hold yourself hostage. 

One thing’s for certain. 
You have a purpose. 
Don’t think you are worthless
Keep this in your mind
Don’t think “till I die”
And just enjoy Life…

PROBLEMS OF A CHILD

LiFE [ReMastered]

LiFE [ReMastered] - Marc 350

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Written by Marc 350
Lyrics:
I’m stuck in my purple days. With purple haze. 
Going through a purple faze. 
Living by my purple ways. 
Seeing with my purple rays. 

Got the purple eyes. A purple guy. 
Like to see the purple sky. 
Reaching all my purple highs. 
Tears go purple when they cry. 

Love the purple life. The purple nights. 
Drinking on that purple sprite. 
Going for that purple vibe. 
So strong with my purple smite. 

All about the purple color. A purple luster. 
She said I’m a purple lover. 
Chilling in a purple summer. 
Dreaming in my purple slumber.

The Breakout Mixtape Two

Purple

Purple - Marc 350

Written by Marc 350
Produced by 1cedoubt
Lyrics:

Feel like lil yachty, ahhhh, lil boat man. 
I be spinnin fire while you go try and choke man. 
I’m my main bitch desire, your just a joke man. 
Jesus called me up, I be preaching like the Pope man. 

Aye... (listen, listen, listen) you’re a silly dude. 
Bitch said she loved me so I had to act really rude. 
Don’t give a fuck and I’m laughing when she in the nude.  
Give me all the points, I’ll dominate family feud. 
Woah... I dom the bitch and her family too. 

Hit my line, FaceTime, and I’m really smooth. 
I be getting in my groove. What you really tryna do?
Oh. My. God. Who is you?

Incomplete. Can’t compete. Not with me. Can you see, one “Z”? I do no sleeping. 
Got visions, not dreams. 
Box you out, on Butterbean
If the pussy clean (what, what?), then rip. 

She said she played with my dick like a guitar. 
Going stupid in the coochie, like a retard. 
You can try and run from me, but won’t get far. 
Laughing like I’m Kevin Hart, gotta get hard. 

Disrespectful on the track, still not sorry mom. 
I just be having fun. Staples when I shoot my gun. 
Yes I stick to paper. 
All you niggas haters. 
No I’m not a player. But I might just play her. I’ll be doing her a favor. 
Hooters, where’s the waiter. 

Shoot her when I hate her.
This nut decapitate-.  
Damn son, now her head gone. 
Am I in the wrong?
This is not a game or a phase, blaze with the flames, feel like John. Sweet music, call me Shawn. I be going off on every song. Head of the house, I’m the Don in San Juan. Who the hell is Obi-Wan. Wishing wizard wave the wand. I’m the only one. Smell some blood and I’m a shark.

Staples

Staples - Marc 350

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Written by Marc 350
Produced by TrapBeat Creationz
Lyrics:
Listen. Listen. Listen. Listen.
Look at how I talk, and my teeth when they glisten. 
Fucking your bitch and put her in submission. 
I do no joking so who is you kidding. 
Pet that little pussy treat her like a kitten. 
Burn this shit down somethin wrong in the kitchen. 
Bitch give me top, you’ll be done when I finish. 
Screaming too loud when I clap and it hittin. 
Nigga you fake, hear snakes when you hissin. 
Underwater travel, no boat when I’m swimmin. 
Call me Mr. Ocean this bag I be getting. 
Bitches be tripping so mad I be getting. 

Listen. Listen. Listen. Listen. 
Apocalypse call this Armageddon. 
Writing down names. Death note when I list him. 
Bitches be wet so fast when I kiss em. 
Marc the incredible dash when he vanishes . 
Killing you fly birds like Vandal Savage is. 
Vandalize the village saying oh my cabbages. 
Oh my god he comes with advantages. 
Moving too fast but he still like a manikin. 
Lost his ways but in days is man again. 
Money on my mind so I go n run up a band. 
Stick to paper like a staple and a rubber-band. 

Listen. Listen. Listen. Listen. 
Fuxk shit up then I go n do my money dance. 
Like Lil Yachty said count it with my other hand.
Try to find one other man I ain’t realer than. 
Lost in the stars then I found my boy Peter Pan. 
Nigga you a pin head guess I’m Dirty Dan. 
Why your ass screaming is your ass bleeding?
Only getting started my rookie season. 
Feeling real fuxked up feeling like a demon. 
Begging on her knees she praying like she need me. 
Squeeze on her tittie yeah felt a real D D. 
At night time I’ll have her ass screaming.

Listen. Listen. Listen. Listen. 
My main bitch is oh so curvy. 
My main bitch is also Kirby.
Teach this these lessons hope you heard me.
Clip by my side no you can’t hurt me.
If you wanna squabble get down and dirty.
Don’t need a tool but I’ll pull out by 40.
Shoot 22’s yeah that is my shawty.
Don’t Mess with gang don’t mess with my wodie. 
Calling you Erkle, you are too nerdy. 
Nick name Richard I am too sporty. 
Do big tings yeah I like my glory.

Listen Up

Listen Up - Marc 350

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Written by Marc 350
Produced by Gosha
Lyrics:

Behind the bad mask. He’s a bad man. Staying on me. Like he Satan. Almost didn’t notice him. Fantasy. He imagine. Said imma leave. Stop capping. Takeoff. I’ll be blasting. 

Try so hard to be my fuxking enemy. Cannot stop this legacy. Balling in the IV league. All you niggas envy me. Shackled up, free me. Poison ivy leaf. Still in the mud, playing dirty. 

Same wave. New flow. Same dance. New ball. Same room. New walls. Same bank. New code. Same rules. New laws. Same me. New clothes. Same mind. New zone. Same voice. New tone.

Geeking out, on some Geico. Said “you was right”. I know. Saw the way I hit that eye roll. Spitting like a dragon. On some Iroh. Feeling crazy. Moving like a psycho. Said “wow. Impossible”. 

Try so hard to be my fuxking enemy. Cannot stop this legacy. Balling in the IV league. All you niggas envy me. Shackled up, free me. Poison ivy leaf. Still in the mud, playing dirty. 

Fuxk with me. I’m getting gnarly with the heat. Make that little birdy tweet. Put it on a loop, repeat. Caught you in the shadows hiding. Plot to steal off my energy. My eyes, are enlightening.

Always here to see me. Like my verse is Omni. Won’t ever let me be. Infamous Marc 350. Got a plan. Got a scheme. Ain’t a robbery. Just want a ski. Now I’m laughing on the beat. Ha. 

Try so hard to be my fuxking enemy. Cannot stop this legacy. Balling in the IV league. All you niggas envy me. Shackled up, free me. Poison ivy leaf. Still in the mud, playing dirty. 

Percaholic. That’s a 30 in the morning. And you’re getting kinda boring. Moving like a zombie. See my mustang, see my sally. Put you in the dust like oh jeez I’m snapping. All this fun I’m having. Bumping, jamming, jumping when I’m rhyming. 

I can be Mario. You can be Luigi. Sike. Not on my team. I’m Aladdin and the genie. Tryna tell you. I’m a different breed. Move at a different speed. Whole other frequency. Notice when I breathe. 

Try so hard to be my fuxking enemy. Cannot stop this legacy. Balling in the IV league. All you niggas envy me. Shackled up, free me. Poison ivy leaf. Still in the mud, playing dirty. 

Behind the bad mask. He’s a bad man. Staying on me. Like he Satan. Almost didn’t notice him. Fantasy. He imagine. Said imma leave. Stop capping. Takeoff. I’ll be blasting.

Mask

Mask - Marc 350

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Written by Marc 350
Produced by Jaxon Popowich
Lyrics:
Oh my lord. 
Act a lil radical. Cannot think rational. Life is not practical. I’m getting flammable. Light you up. I’m incompatible. You’re a lil magical like you a fish boy. Acting like a lil Namor. Get the drugs, calling it Big Worm. Brick, bow, now see Deebo. Rupturing the sea floor. Killing you. Drowning you. Just so you can see more. Then you go boom, on some torpedo. Cancer boy. I got the chemo. 
Just so natural. Like the way I flow. Going like an animal. Call me Dr. Animo. Got the smoke. Too high and too dope. See you with the balls on cantaloupe. Two men, can’t elope. Got the candy tho. 50 cent for a tootsie roll. Got the sugar. Bring the blow. Got it all up on your nose. And there he goes.

Oh my lord. 
Better calm down cuz when I come around I’m only bringing one round. Looking like Tu Pac. Looking for who shot. Where my slime, got my snot. Big boom from the aux. Fella stop. Gotta go. So slow. Lights yellow? Hello! My pack rumble. Your pack jello. You’re no fello. She adores. I’m Amor. You’re no Enzo. 
Now I’m a little too hype, but yes I am too nice. Haven’t slept in 2 nights. Came back around at 3 rights. Benjamin and no kite. Face straight, no dyke. Hate limes, where’s the sprite. Coke white lines. Bright light. Feel the haze. Go to rage. End of days. Cannot sleep. Can I speak. Gotta breath. Won’t be beat. Got my fleet. Imma eat. Scoop the beat. Party me. Without me. Pardon me. Gotta sneeze. 

Said I’m... Murderous. With the verses. And it worsens. It’s a new sense. I’m a nuisance. In present tense. Pretty perfect. Pretend just so I go and put the work in. Sleep ones snoring. Demon time. Horny. Story time. Journey. Rain time. Stormy. Night time. Gordon. Jail time. Warden. News time. Word in. Play time. Horsing. Censor time. Cursing.

Calm Down

Calm Down - Marc 350

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Written by Marc 350
Produced by CitizenKaine
Lyrics:
Bitch I’m feeling reckless. 
Leave that bitch all neck less. 
Begging for a necklace. 
Do you know what next is?
Do you know what sex is?
Take you to the saks, fifth. 
Make you do a backflip. 
Beachy bottoms, sandy cheeks, see it all at Texas.


Bitch I’m feeling reckless. 
Leave that bitch all neck less. 
Begging for a necklace. 
Do you know what next is?
Do you know what sex is?
Take you to the saks, fifth. 
Make you do a backflip. 
Beachy bottoms, sandy cheeks, see it all at Texas.

Lame nigga cap shit. 
Hard with my rap shit. 
Making all your captions. 
Calling me your captain. 
Looking like “what happened”?
Love to do my braggin. 
Money what I’m baggin. 
Aye, Aye

Yes I had to run it back. 
Yeah I had to double tap. 
Yes I had to double dip. 
While you niggas broke your chips,
had to win in Vegas. 
You as lame as lame gets. 
At the wall in mosh pits.
Off the wall on my dick. 

French yuh baguette. 
Chilling with a bad bitch. 
1 6 savage. 
I be wreaking havoc. 
Roku with a dragon. 
Ever seen a casket?
Why you want my static?
You be moving stagnant. 

I be living thrills. 
I be moving bills. 
I be making deals. 
I be stacking kills.
Chilling with the milfs. 
Catch me on a hill.
05’ ill. 
Sick nigga ew. 

Bitch I’m feeling reckless. 
Leave that bitch all neck less. 
Begging for a necklace. 
Do you know what next is?
Do you know what sex is?
Take you to the saks, fifth. 
Make you do a backflip. 
Beachy bottoms, sandy cheeks, see it all at Texas.

I be weak cuz bitches sleep but in a week it won’t repeat and honestly I do not see reality as just for me. It got me dreaming recklessly, and burning to the third degree. Smoke your wood. Burn your tree. South side nigga with my heat. 

In the mud dirty. 
Cheerleader perky. 
Juggernaut percked up.
Ándale hurry up. 
On delay catch up. 
On my way next up. 
By the way that’s tuff. 
You just gon act up. 
Use this gun back up. 
Shoot Staples Vince fun. 
Might just go n make you run. 
Bitch please don’t act dumb. 
Like my cake with some rum. 
Now I’m trippin what the fuxk. 
You looking like you outta luck. 
I’m scheming, sleeping… 

Bitch I’m feeling reckless. 
Leave that bitch all neck less. 
Begging for a necklace. 
Do you know what next is?
Do you know what sex is?
Take you to the saks, fifth. 
Make you do a backflip. 
Beachy bottoms, sandy cheeks, see it all at Texas.

Reckless Living

Reckless Living - Marc 350

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Written by Marc 350
Produced by Froze10k & Quecionmarc
Lyrics:
Said you didn’t want to be friends. Said you didn’t want to make amends. Said it wasn’t in our plans. Who knew in an hour, there would no longer be an our. Heated showers for a cold soul in a cruel world.
TOXIC!
I’m getting sick and tired of you trying to screw with my life. The bond is loose and then it’s tight, and all these fights, pointless. Why would I waste my breath with words we said? When we do it over n over again. What’s that word we call our friends? TOXIC! It’s about time you learn a lesson of mine. Loyalty. Number one priority. No more switchin sides. No more switchin up. One more time I’m done. Always saying sorry, guilty. Hate all the stories. 
TOXIC!
Said you didn’t wanna be friends. Said you didn’t wanna make amends. Said it wasn’t in our plans. This never ends.
TOXIC!
Remedies and enemies. That’s everything you wanna be. Toxic energy, just not good for me. I was there for you, I fought for you; you acted rude, and who do you choose? Getting mad. Immature. I want no more. TOXIC! If we got a problem, who we go to? Back again. Made amends. Everyone confused, and can’t blame them. Always got your back. The trust we have. Two man pack. Un-spoken pact. On attack. All these red flags.
TOXIC!
Said you didn’t wanna be friends. Said you didn’t wanna make amends. Said it wasn’t in our plans. This never ends.

A Message To The Toxic

A Message To The Toxic - Marc 350

Written by Marc 350, Lukas Wolfgang Wolkenstein, and Jaheim "Big Jah" Bland
Produced by Lukas Wolfgang Wolkenstein

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