U sound like you wanna cry sometimes homie xD

unintelligible nonsense

LYRICS!!!!!
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I been sitting with my back to the wall and my back to the world while you act like you tall
These niggas too lil yall not flashy at all
You can step up to the bat if you wanna play ball
Bet I keep a Dark magician you step in the trap n then fall
Playing off intuition I didn't account for ya fall
Let me put dat boy on, hmmm? Hol on wait nahhh....
If you wanna ride this wave then you must be this tall like woah

No Kill la Kill but I came in just like a Mako
Kill for bills lil bruh I pull up with a Draco
Conan detect a opp n then I get a Case Closed
Muddy money bloody money but it look like Play-Doh
Blue face Halos stacking up my Vados
Tigre fur coat had to get my pesos
He spray don't hurt still don't know what they on
Feeling like I'm Broly I'm looking for someone to fade on

Team Chaotix I'm pulling up where you bee'
Blend in with the cut and the blade is still in my sleeve
Big green big bite I'm bringing him to his knees
Another mission complete so the pay what I need
Team Dark allspark came with a beam
And got a big mech so I aim with a lean
And that shorty keep texts of those treasures received
That boy stuck in my Shadow can't wait till he bleed

Green Hill Zone how I run through these poles
Keep dat 44 famished I make dat boy fold
And his future unclear like Bayonetta 4
Had to run through the crib they got fye for da low
And its Devil May Cry you might die for the the low
I feel like I'm Frieza...BROLY NO!
And I'm mobbing so deep with my Woadi woah
Like what in the world is dat boy cronies on?
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MAHVELLLLLLLLLLLLLL

//MAHVELLLL BABYLON (prod. Hydraa) **LYRICS IN DESC**

"new heroics" the album soon i hope
prod. me as always
used some vst presets on this one sorry

Throwaway vent song but i actually love my friends still forever
REAL MUSIC ALMOST DONE
Drums n basses synth'd from scratch, melody synths from analog lab :(, SMALL ddlc vox sample, & speech samples from h3h3 (😬) n the yard

[intro]
yeah {*8}

[chorus]
i won't fucking lie {*2}
yeah, cutting pussies off like i found the source
drag my name through the dirt like i wouldn't drag u worse
never thought i'd see the day we were crossing swords
they been searching for a reason just to cut me off
looking for someone to cut 'cause you're fucking bored
i've caught every look you've shot me and i've had enough
it ain't adding up, but i know

[verse a]
yeah {*2}
why you on my dick like you knew me
talking on my name, you can't prove that shit
i still had your back 'til the very end
fake ass acting like we're never friends (yeah i know its not grammatically correct its what i punched in fuck off)
if that's how you want it then i do oblige
i count my blessings like somebody who chopped off a finger
knew this would happen since the start, i won't fucking lie
(i am a piece of shit!)

[refrain a]
i won't fucking lie {*4)

[verse b]
kept that bullshit quiet
kept it all inside, yeah
pussies talk down on me
they must wanna die, yeah

[chorus]

[verse c]
(there's not one L and ten W's—there's one L, dude, and it's all... yours... to own.)
i guess it must be my fault
they cut khiri off
but not the perpetrator
fake ass friends, treating me like traitor
you pussies turned your back when this shit got hard
just to fix that shit 'ian 'een listen to my own heart
sacrificed my bros and you pussies didn't do shit
all i gotta say in my fuckin' final hour
fuck your little groupie, i could never trust you pricks
why you crop me out the circle {*3}
why you crop me out the cir-

[refrain] {*3}

fake friends

Crucifeye - pierce the veil girl

Crucifeye - tell me 2025

Crucifeye - the guy

offer

masked up in '20
going 2-0 with the voices in my head
i poured  my heart out to theses bitches
both our forearms they be red
stuck in stasis, now got motion, i really touched some bread.

been at the top could give a fuck bout the lesser thans
you know it's irrele if it's words from a netizen
i'm moving all black, give a fuck what a kettle says
don't need my dick, fuck your bitch like a lesbian 
don't need a stick, all my niggas up the reticle
when they done it's a morgue or it's medical
if it's medical, you're surely a vegetable 
paper well stacked, got magazines like a centerfold
rocks on my wrist i be flashing straight mineral
gas in the spliff, smoke an opp of they funeral
rip to bro they done made him a mural
i'm with my twin, with my other, my plural

masked up in '20
going 2-0 with the voices in my head
i poured  my heart out to theses bitches
both our forearms they be red
stuck in stasis, now got motion, i really touched some bread.
never switch up, got my switch out tryna play some metroid dread
i remember when they low-key quoting shit i never said
super thorough got me going through it like from a-z
like, leave me alone I'm in my bed

unintelligible nonsense

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