produced by wraithontheporch

lyrics;
i cant heal these toxins
u make me feel like im trapped
you got me boxed in
u said im toxic well then ill just rest in my coffin
i take a pill n i go clock in
song after song im locked in
i can see the future brighten
than i take the shit i found in my pocket
thinking to myself i should stop it

life falls apart
all the walls fall down
in this space station
i was happy
now that i inch closer to the ground
i just hope every one was proud
n girl u dont got explain yourself
u honestly just where prolly protecting urself
we should really take care of our mental health
10 days no rest
10 days no text
and i only got like 2 days left
i crashed on this planet
and everyone i loved thought i was dead


i cant heal these toxins
u make me feel like im trapped
you got me boxed in
u said im toxic well then ill just rest in my coffin
i take a pill n i go clock in
song after song im locked in
i can see the future brighten
than i take the shit i found in my pocket
thinking to myself i should stop it


toxins

6AM RAGING ON TUESDAY

METEOR MAN

walking 6

too good at losing friends

death surrounds us (eric godlow)

lyrics:

as you say we werent meant to talk
i feel you on my skin
i can lock the door
but still you'll come right in
i know this is wrong but i just need you here
thoughts are always are cloudy
but you make them clear

always texting
but you never really love me
you said you hate me 
 i should die and that fuck me 
there aint no point to prove
always switching up its disgusting
if you were half as bad 
as my next bitch it'd be one thing

girl you wearing me out like some clothes
all of this shit getting old
do i fuck with you i dont know
always keep it 100 ten toes
had to block your name out of my phone

as you say we werent meant to talk
i feel you on my skin
i can lock the door
but still you'll come right in
i know this is wrong but i just need you here
thoughts are always are cloudy
but you make them clear

as you say we werent meant to talk
i feel you on my skin
i can lock the door
but still you'll come right in
i know this is wrong but i just need you here
thoughts are always are cloudy
but you make them clear

always texting
but you never really love me
you said you hate me 
 i should die and that fuck me 
there aint no point to prove
always switching up its disgusting
if you were half as bad 
as my next bitch it'd be one thing

find someone else (prod. web)

produced by why loner at https://twitter.com/why_loner

search search
fight like the greeks and the persians
u want merch
dont got enough of my earnings
i gotta soul search
maybe i live for a purpose
maybe worse
but fuck it im dying for certain

fuck it im dying for certain
i do not make enough earnings
maybe i live for a purpose
but fuck it dying for certain

fuck it im dying for certain
maybe i live for a purpose
fuck it i make enough earnings 
i guess am dying for certain

i blend in like im in camoulage
i walk around with no entourage
one of my boys wear a g shock
when i come up he gon get audemar

my mans still whippin a civic
saw the ghost he couldnt get it
i swear imma get u a lambourghini
u need to hear when u whip it

rolly is iced it dont look like it tickin
think im addicted to spinach
she look like emma watson
and she on my broom like its quidditch

i used to hit bed with no food in my stomach
and now i cant finish
im stable but i keep on waiting to plummet
im reaching my summit

fuck with my brain 
fuck with my brain
drugs drive me insane
im doing great
stay in ur lane
i dont need the fame
i dont wanna talk
but reporters hit me up anyway
id go to the mall
been i been up for like two nights and i aint looking great

looking rough
im not feeling great
havent ate nothing but a rice cake
bottom lip i got toothepaste
rock bottom bitch how the dirt taste
got candy bars how the words taste
take cheap shots like a cheap skate
my women look like lois lane 
her pussy sweet like a cheese cake

fuck it im dying for certain
i do not make enough earnings
maybe i live for a purpose
but fuck it dying for certain

fuck it im dying for certain
maybe i live for a purpose
fuck it i make enough earnings 
i guess am dying for certain

dying for certain (prod. why loner)

produced by young taylor @user-321073911

lyrics:

i dont really wanna go to fucking parties
nize ur feelings i aint looking for a shawty
drop a cheque make it back by the morning
waste my time why everything feels fucking boring

boring
this shit fucking boring
boring
boring
boring
its hella boring
shit is boring
its fucking boring

red supreme louis on my bag
all u fall behind bitch u jet lagged
pot is too loud seepin out the bag
boi dont u feel gassed u not in my lane 
lane lane lane lane

blowin lots of weed smoke thru the window pane
been a busy year so of course i fucking changed
i got headphones on my ears bout three quarters of the day

u stay hella wack
u fucking lame lame
ion ever touch that crack cocaine cain
but ill take a fucking tree right to the face face

i dont really wanna go to fucking parties
nize ur feelings i aint looking for a shawty
drop a cheque make it back by the morning
waste my time why everything feels fucking boring

boring
this shit fucking boring
boring
boring
boring
its hella boring
shit is boring
its fucking boring

and u heard it here first
imma stick around and make this shit for what its worth
the money come in bags
potent come in bags
u'd think im livin life but i could swear this shit a curse

shoulder bag
shoulder strap
gucci tag
body bad
she drop it down
and throw it back

pour it up
el derado rum in a soda cup
imma try to play the game until my time is up

i dont really wanna go to fucking parties
nize ur feelings i aint looking for a shawty
drop a cheque make it back by the morning
waste my time why everything feels fucking boring

boring
this shit fucking boring
boring
boring
boring
its hella boring
shit is boring
its fucking boring

boring (prod. young taylor)

produced by @prodbyvessels

lyrics:

i do nothing for the clout
i dont know what all that shit about ya
so deep in the pussy i might drown
but the attention aint at all what this about

all these dms say they like my sound
im not gonna tell u how i vox it out
ur homie dont like me we can fucking box it out
ur girl hate my shit then how the fuck i take her out

u a bunch of lames
u said u hit 10k and it turns out those follows fake
how u gonna flex when u were broke the other day
email for the repost get the fuck out of my face

i been a little stressed up 
some beats sell for 30k that shit is fucked up
i get one for free non profit off of youtube
and make it fucking make it slap like its a platinum

hit me to fight
hop on the bike
stand on the pegs
into the night
drunk as it gets
bleeding and shit
someone keep whispering bro this is it
what do u mean
chill u a bitch
u fucking work
u hit a lick
i dont hit stains
i just hit licks
i dont blow shells
i just blow cheques

i do nothing for the clout
i dont know what all that shit about ya
so deep in the pussy i might drown
but the attention aint at all what this about

clout (prod. vessels)

produced by @mileex

cover art by csidesuicide at csidesuicide.tumblr.com/

lyrics:

take a look at my perspective
come take a look at my perspective
medicine bottles and music thats mad reflective
of who i am as a person
its my perspective
come take a look at my perspective
at my perspective

im finally sober
i find that drugs get more fun as u get older
allow u to look into ur mind and break the borders
let u create genius ideas and store them just like a horder

creation not a disorder
mix vocals just like a mortar
ill crush u like im a pestle
and fling u just like a mortar

stay fly like a spaceship
so fly im too high to fit my placement

i been feeling real ugly lately
people rather stand than sit beside me on the transit lately
ya i guess im kind of crazy
and anxious and awkward but maybe u still could be my baby

i dont lift
but im holding up this rep up on my chest
i dont sip
but ill get u feeling wavy like i did

take a look at my perspective
come take a look at my perspective
medicine bottles and music thats mad reflective
of who i am as a person
its my perspective
come take a look at my perspective
at my perspective

perspective (prod. mileex)

22 | vox / songwriter & engineer 
i make what i want my music isnt for everyone
@rod / @web fan account

email - m@scars.online

toxins

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