NAUSEOUS

cartoon pack (smash29k)

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hiding off the pack, off the gas, yea i’m Hard2 find 
walk around wit pills up in my pocket baby i’ll b fine
i Got a bad habit, say the wrong things at the wrong time
as long as i just keep telling myself i’ll b alright

yea i’m alright, yea i’m okay
i’m like fuck y’all, ima make my own wave
i don’t wanna talk, can u go away 
like a bad song, i think i’m a throwaway 

ten toes never fold.. no way
in the field wit my bro’s..... Okk
plus i’m rly fly like check my fit dawg
up that stick that choppa singin like its Trey Songz

yeaa leave me in my coffin, all of these drugs i feel so nauseous  
now he mad cuz he kno he cant top it, me n my gang takin off like rockets
i’m like shorty we just talkin cuz i just wanna keep my options
can u pls not hit my phone cuz id rather b alooneee

 ima pull up flexin they don’t kno what2 say 
& ima keep on singing till my jaw bone break
& ima cop some prada, put some prada on my face
i don’t wanna feel this pain, bro i feel it every day
like destroy all humans, u get hit wit the ray
i b flexin like an alien T’d up in outerspace 
give a fuck bout what u say man i don’t even kno ur name 
i b thinkin bout sum shit, thats sum shit that i cant say
give a fuck about ur feelings hope u take it the wrong way
ballin like an athlete coulda played for the NBA 
yea get out the way, cuz i’m finna get paid 
buy my mama a new place, finna ride round in that wraith yea

area 51 (@wiseguybruno)

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how i feel? ima keep it real
ain’t no killa but my bro he keep a steel 
need2 dip, cuz this shit gon get 2real
i’m in the whip, skrting off the tires squeal 

vampire cant b posted in the light
got all this truey on so why would i lie?

& i feel like shit, fuck a 4 i poured a 5th 
p-p-prada on my fit, no u cant get in my clique 
and i Kno that got u mad
i’m gon chase the bag
bro u just a fan 
smokin on some gaaaaasssss 

bro get lost, bro kick rocks
out of time & out of luck
goonncity VIP cant get in i lost the key 
headphones in don’t talk2 me 
fuck this party finna leave 

like maybe 1day i won’t b alone 
rip my heart out i don’t wanna kno
i cant find out if i don’t get close 
get a whole bag spend it all on clothes 
i Think i’m alrdy dead i got no heart 
hit the gas i’m finna go like a go cart 

go, go, goooo, go!
go, go, goooo, go!!
go, go, goooo, go ....
GO, GO, GOOO, GO !!!!

ok like go, go, go, go, going, going.. GONE
i just pulled up2 the function hit my bro up like we OS
i don’t ...talk a lot, middle finger 2 my opps 
i b posted in the kitchen wit monty whippin rerock 
smokin radioactive, i don’t wanna pass it
can U stop all the acting, u fake as a catfish

hop in the uber tell em take me 2the venue
gotta b careful when i’m talking dont wna offend u
& when i’m feeling down i drop pills in My redbull
outa sight, outa mind, i’m gon forget U
get this money by myself don’t need help no
i still remember how it felt b4 i found u

t-t-t-t-talkin way 2 much sh-sh-shut the fuck up
bro i’m stuttering i’m So stuck 
i’m like Bro u living a LIE
finna blow up this my TIME
i’m on go like a GREEN LIGHT
2020 i came wit da FYE 
sorry bro my numbers don’t LIE
u don’t have 2 LIE 
they said u was lame nd they was RIGHT 
in the back of the club with my kniiiife ..

go!! (x-scaliber)

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i fucked up, i care 2much, what the fuck (but that’s ok)
& bro u talking way2 much.. shut the fuck up (anyways)
i’m in the Party, fucked up, off the Ez (like it’s a rave)
i swear this shit is way2 much (feel like i can’t catch a break)
stepped out looking way2 good (shawty had2 double take)

keep talkin crayz hop in the whip wit my woes we on th way 
got all these pockets on my pants filled up with pills that i can take 

it’s not Simple, never that simple 
just run up on me u get popped just like a pimple 

this shit is fucked up i feel like i’m stuck in limbo
got thorns around my heart i’m feeling like a dead rose
top secret business, CEO, i’m in the board room 
fucked up, they don’t ever listen, tried to warn uuu..

i fucked up, i care 2much, what the fuck (but that’s ok)
& bro u talking way2 much.. shut the fuck up (anyways)
i’m in the Party, fucked up, off the Ez (like it’s a rave)
i swear this shit is way2 much (feel like i can’t catch a break)
stepped out looking way2 good (shawty had2 double take)

keep talkin crayz hop in the whip wit my woes we on th way 
got all these pockets on my pants filled up with pills that i can take 
keep talkin crayz hop in the whip wit my woes we on th way

heart attack (@cloudymorning_)

dirty pills (mixxmasterr)

and as i looked ahead, i saw brief glimpses of beauty. for what it’s worth….  ✍️

go!! (x-scaliber)

Misaku Foxx