michael

I AM DEPRESSED
I HATE EVERYONE AROUND ME AND
I FEEL LIKE THERE IS NOTHING IN MY CHEST
TAKE ANOTHER PISS, WHY WOULD I?
ALL I EVER DO IS MAKE A MESS
RIPPING OFF MY DICK LIKE: “COULD I?”
MAYBE I’M SUPPOSED TO WEAR A DRESS
WAIT
I STILL WANNA KILL MYSELF
I STILL WANNA JUMP OFF A MOTHER FUCKING
B-B-B-B-BUILDING
I AINT BEEN HAPPY SINCE 2018
I AINT BEEN HAPPY SINCE I COULD REMEMBER
MY NIGGA
I’M BEGGIN, DON’T AIM FOR THE CREAM
ALL OF THIS RAPPING IS NOT WHAT IT SEEM
PEDOPHILES
AND DEAD BEATS
AINT A MOTHER FUCKER
WORTH LETTING LIVE
IF YOU LOOKING UP
AT A MOTHERFUCKER YOU A DIP SHIT
YOU A RETARD
NIGGA EVERYBODY WANNA BE HARD
Original by: https://soundcloud.com/brahmvn
Original Song: https://soundcloud.com/brahmvn/iamsuicidal
Produced By: https://soundcloud.com/skotskr

iamsuicidal

iamsuicidal (original pitch) (prod. skotskr)

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Sad Moosic

Shit Fugg

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buh (mikey)

terlet humor (mikey)

Headass

FiCKITUP

KIDLUNACY - need you (feat RXTARR)

cover by @snackingpeaches

ushi san | tepcu

you tryna peer into my eyes and fucking steal my soul
how you wanna leave but you dont even know where shit gon' go
all I need is a drink and then a motherfucking answer
voices screaming in my head I couldn't hear you from this clamour

do you like being the subject of attention?
or do you like it when some niggas tryna break off from your tension?
i'm hoping on my soul that i'm not some fucking extenion
the clock been tickin' fast i can't gain shit from retention

i just let you take a hold of what I took for granted
I wouldn't even sell my soul if big man demanded
you robbed me for my heart and what I held dear to me
I swear you a motherfucking bandit

I'm falling from the sky just like an archangel
except that I can't fly, I hit the back table
i watch as my demise falls short as what I imagine it to be
it's not pretty, it's only fucking painful

how the fuck am I gon' go out like a bitch?
ain't no other time that I ain't fucking fight for my life
i rather myself not be left in past tense
how the fuck am I gon' let go of myself, that shit ain't right

i'm tryna go and peer into your eyes, just seeking closure
you never gave a fuck about me, you only want exposure
I go through this cycle everyday over and over
I only see the finer things when i get fucking sober

(over and over
when i get fucking sober
just seeking closure
over and over
when i get fucking sober
over and over
when i get fucking sober)

my ego took the pen and wrote up on my future
fell in love with another person,
now I can't pursue her
I'm glad that shit ended,
but not off of a fucking rumour
I'm glad that shit ended, but I wish I could've told you sooner

I hope you listen to the twenty seven voicemails i sent up in your shit 
before I fucking left the earth
it comes to understanding that I could've got some help
but i wish i would've got my shit together and told you first

you tryna peer into my eyes and fucking steal my soul
how you wanna leave but you dont even know where shit gon' go
all I need is a drink and then a motherfucking answer
voices screaming in my head I couldn't hear you from this clamour

do you like being the subject of attention?
or do you like it when some niggas tryna break off from your tension?
i'm hoping on my soul that i'm not some fucking extenion
the clock been tickin' fast i can't gain shit from retention

i just let you take a hold of what I took for granted
I wouldn't even sell my soul if big man demanded
you robbed me for my heart and what I held dear to me
I swear you a motherfucking bandit

I'm falling from the sky just like an archangel
except that I can't fly, I hit the back table
i watch as my demise falls short as what I imagine it to be
it's not pretty, it's only fucking painful

retention

CRUCIFY ME

MIKE DYKE (bonus) [p.imdead]

match made in hell

drinking all this liquor 
got me fucking up my nouns 
when i see that picture
got me feeling so aroused 
sadly just another nigga
looking for a spouse 

why the fuck i’m wasting all this money
just to fill the void 
these women have no 
limits to they selves 
i need a better toy 
we could make a better 
world together 
you aint got no choice
standing on this table 
screaming louder
 making all this noise



bottle to my left 
kush to the side 
i been feeling stressed 
you could see it from my eyes
i been mr lonely 
push me like a tide 
wishing you could hold me
i’m messing up my mind

VISAGE BLÉU - find me shortly

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