the people online arent real

luqa X temporxry X bailey$~~>i͇n͙̙m̙͜y̦͎͔s̘͔͙i͇͔̘g͉͖h͉̦̪t͉͕̼s̢̙  ✠︎𝙽✠︎𝙵✠︎𝙻*° 𝓂𝒾𝓍𝓓💍𝓌𝓃•°*”˜

I dont think you are who you claim to be
Smudging out the truth like a fake id
You wouldnt even front if you knew what ive seen
Im not gonna hurt you put the mask down please
Cant fool me cant clown on me
We’re both young both racking up misdeeds
Its friday night i know you feel unseen
Seven thousand heads and we all lonely
Youre always with your people i get it we’re strong in numbers
But if i dont get to think by lonely i feel dumber
And i just picked up a pack of cigarettes theyre all for me
These the choices that im making fuck the world dont wanna breathe
Youre feeling everything and nothing going on dates
Suicidal thoughts take place instead of hate
Caffeine what im on, make a song, nothing great
Emo than a bitch motherfuck the day to day

credits:
mayxx on the beat
ty macie for letting me borrow ur mic

FAKE ID PROD MAYXX ....everyday ☺

luqa vs. lil suty ~~> Đ₳ Ɇ₦Đ Ø₣ ⱠłⱠ ₴Ʉ₮Ɏ #QɄł₮ #₣ⱠɄӾ

prod me and ther8r
@https://soundcloud.com/ther8er

huge ass platforms on my feet
miss me on the back of my Jeans
wear my necklaceses in threes
feelin so fresh and so clean 

killin this feature for free
r8r n I brewing heat
creep thru the woods smoking trees
these lames so gross I go green 

always by myself so I'm downing all these potions 
ears are always ringing like I'm listening ocean
I'm rotting on the floor cause I dont stay in motion
toke after toke so I dont deal with emotions 

remember my responsibilities like oh shit
alky why u dropping all this heat so goated 
alking how I always look so clean its stolen
i know that I'm such a fucking feen but I'm glowing 

too tired to ponder over dreams they get puzzling
predetermined visions tied up on a time string
sutured up outside, open heart is meddling
fine-tuning, to tread into the next gen
all the flame is applied, we done with cryogen
to see beyond this facade, hallucination
pull the pieces apart and put them back again

recording in the shed ash pile by me grows 
fit all black hair red like  shadow 
hair block my eyes u can only see my nose
cant trust me w ur heart itll end up on my stove 

drop a song that nobody knows 
u like damn this rly some gold
rly strange how my touch is so cold
sleep w me bite your neck if I'm close 

I dont fuck w their music it blows 
follow trends shit soundin so old
no effort, selling out ,and It shows 
2 witches posted up we some crows 


baby cant tell that she into a fag
she say that I'm cool and I got insect swag 
I make her nervous but that makes me glad
cause then I'm not alone in the feelings  I have

too tired to ponder over dreams they get puzzling
predetermined visions tied up on a time string
sutured up outside, open heart is meddling
fine-tuning, to tread into the next gen
all the flame is applied, we done with cryogen
to see beyond this facade, hallucination
pull the pieces apart and put them back again

live through so so many years being patient
pick up all these secrets, sneaking like an agent
putting on the ritz, fiending for a way to present
sunscreen tapestry, mastering to prevent
done with all the fake shit trauma that we underwent
living in pajamas, fuck rules, we too spent
wave files and commas defining the ascent

dreamgate w ther8r

luqa X Bailey$ X lemmyg (prod. Nevik) ~~> Posse Cut demo

@https://soundcloud.com/g3net1c
@https://soundcloud.com/inspyite
https://soundcloud.com/inspyite/induswit04-168

another song (inspyite n 2004)

lu̷̅̌qa  ̵̙̭̼̀̀̌͌̾̄͋̚̚͝ͅͅ~̴̩̗͎̦̯̜̀~̵̛͇̻̥̹͇̘͖̑͌̇̈́͆̾̕̚>̵̡̱̝̯͎̬̾̈ W҉e҉l҉l҉ (ft. Jon Swan X Sammael)

merry christmas bru ill see u next year

lyricz: ill do them later

@blackgumm♉₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ Listen ₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ {prod.me bitch}

swerve! ft badd (p. zivo)

Hate my fuckin’ face, wanna tear my skin off
Wake up feelin’ sick, every dream gets pissed on
Every bitch I touch gets hurt, then dipped on
Smile while I’m bleeding out, that’s my sick song
Three days up, still twitch like a fiend
Everything I love ends up obscene
Heart’s been rotting since I turned sixteen
If I don’t cut deep, then I can’t feel a thing

Black truck, but my soul’s even blacker
Your face on a shirt, I’m a backstabber
Only call me when you need a disaster
I’m the fuck-up that you wish died faster
No sleep, eyes red like a needle
Five missed calls, still I’m not legal
You beg me please, but I’m still not peaceful
Broke my own heart just to watch it be lethal

luqa X Bailey$ X lemmyg (prod. Nevik) ~~> Posse Cut demo

m̶i̶s̶s̶i̶n̶g̶n̶0̶_D̶

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