Love the beat bruh. Lyrics arent that great for some of it but the vocals sound good.

[LYRICS]

i live in a world that i constantly dread
fighting the urge to put bullet in head 
ideations of suicide, dreaming of lead 
entering cranium, now i am dead 
my final wish is that i’m casted out to sea 
so when i rise again
i cannot find my way back home
i cannot terrorize the land 

back from the dead hoe
better pack that lead, hoe
the ZETTA coming for your head
the ZETTA got you scared, hoe
ILL MINDED, bitch, get blinded
by the lyricism, wilding
going retarded, i’m spazzing, i’m blunted
you bitches are dummies, you bitches know nothing 

aye, wassup, wassup, wassup mane

here we go, verse two
lemme talk my shit again 
all you pussies fake, your plastic face
i see right through you mane
trapping out the cemetery
burning green, and creeping steady 
on all of you busters mane
got my weapons cocked and ready

bullets they flying, ejecting from chamber
the weapons stay hot and my mind filled with anger 
going insane, pick a weapon and spray
ain’t no thought to my actions, you hoes are in danger 
running from all of this shit
bullets in ribs, what you get when you fuck with the stranger 
tell em, fuck em, rest in piss
don’t give a fuck about nothing except for the paper 

and if you looking for me, i’m out by the sea
motherfucker come meet your defeat 
stepping on the fucking scene, blade in my hand
for pussies, bitch i’m watching you bleed
popping, dropping bodies hoe, zetta defiant
yeah he never listen to me 
zetta is one of the reasons, you cannot defeat him
hit MUDAH, return with the fleet

aye, wassup, wassup, wassup mane

cover by @drownstacyy

WASSUP MANE!

TRACK LIST

-INTRO/B.U.D (LEANED OUT)
-B.U.D
-FEIGNING FOR A F*CKIN HIGH
-BLACKED OUT
-OUTRO


-B.U.D Lyrics:

(Verse 1)
I think I needa smoke so I’ll roll me up a j
Mane these bustas wanna talk but I know they asses lame 
So imma keep it pimpin while I’m trippin off the dro
Mane you know you gotta hustle or yo ass will have to cope
So I’m reaching for that thang bitch I grip that 44
Got no problem with going to go and smack up on hoe 
I got some issues bros, I got some issues with broads
I got some issues bitches that thinkin that they so hard 


-FEIGNING FOR A F*CKIN HIGH Lyrics:

(Verse 1)
Mane I wake up and I go to work, I’m feigning for a fuckin high 
Now I’m pacin everywhere and feel like imma lose my mind 
Stock ya shit and do it quick or else ya ass will fall behind 
Never mind that shitty smell and all that shit that’s in yo head 
Take a mental picture and replay it when you go to bed 
End up feeling stuck and now I’m wishin I was fuckin dead 
Blacking out and smokin dro I think that I’ve been losing hope 
Feeling the pressure that’s roping my throat and I’m selling my soul so I can make some dough


(Verse 2)
Now I’m running around thinkin about how I can catch a break
Cause this is shit so damn stressful and I’m sick of feeling fake
Now These voices in my head and sayin I should grab the gauge 
So I load It and cock it and tell myself that I will be okay 
When my brains hit the wall and my bodies on display 
You would wish that you were there, now you’re talkin to my ghost 
All of these things up in my mind are sayin I should find a cope 
But I guess that I won’t and I guess that I can’t 


-BLACKED OUT Lyrics:

(Verse 1) 
I’ve been feeling sick inside my goddamn mind 
I’ve been stumblin pacin around and I don’t I’ll be alright 
I been feeling so alone I don’t what imma do
Mane I think I need a break cause I’ve been feeling so confused  
And I think i’m full of hate but I guess you could’ve known
I’m the illest mf in the south west zone 
All I do is smoke my weed until I’m feeling fuckin gone 
Now I’m chiefin smokin Mary Jane and loadin up the bong 


(Verse 2)
Blacked out feelin drunk, thinkin bout the past
These moments never last mane they always fade away 
Now The pain will always stay and you can see it in ya face 
And now you’re looking around for reasons to keep livin in this place 
As you watch the time go mane I hope you don’t forget 
That these people never cared mane they never gave a shit
And they always out get ya mane don’t ever trust a bitch 
Cause she’ll take yo time and take yo clothes and fuck around with yo clique

STUCK IN PURGATORY VOL.1 [Prod. ENVIOUS̸] (FULL TAPE) [OUT NOW ON ALL PLATFORMS]

PRODUCED AND MIXED BY RO$ETTA OF THE ILL MINDED MAFIA
COVER BY REMEDY OF THE ILL MINDED MAFIA

[LYRICS]

b-l-u to the n-t-s
is what i smoke
and what i roll
cheefing joints
that’s filled with hay
bump them speakers
is all i know
getting hella high
bloody eyes
let the smoke supply
cheefin like an indian 
you can call me chief so high

i don’t give a fuck
i’m rolling up 
smoking on that bud
burning up that flower
so my mind can ease up
on the cut
rolling up another one
smoke it all until it’s gone
then i kick back like a mack
go on and write a song

smokin in the southwest 
smokin in the southwest
rolling in the 505
cheefin up and getting high

my windows tinted
so i roll it up
and i proceed to smoke 
on a thousand blunts
the smoke is so thick
i can’t see what im toking
but only the flame 
when i pull on that junt
the fire is making my eyes so low
but my mind is up
somewhere so high
i’m mentally souring
up off of that quarter ounce
reached a new level 
up into the sky

so puff on that green
roll up on some joints
and split half with your team
making they ghetty green
counting up all the cream
smoke on a blunt 
then we all flee the scene
cuz that’s how doing this shit
mane all the way down in the 505
we pimping these hoes
smoking up, rolling bones
in the southwest, we getting so high

SOUTHWEST SMOKIN'

featuring @ramirez_187

prod. @yungcortex

artwork by @6black6bike6

Dekae Ft. RAMIREZ - Back To The 6 Pt. 2 [Prod. yungcortex]

“CONVERSATION’S WITH THE DEVIL” (prod.painhunter)

Family Home.

PROD. ICEBERG BLACK

TOMBSTONES 3 OTW HO

LYRICS:

IM WAY 2 LAZY

HER BIO SAID DON'T DM, BUT I DID ANYWAY

Watch Your step (ducey x Roots) prod. Roots

October 2 2018 
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Who am I, I’m me
I’m social awkward 
I social concur the beat 
Chilling in the basement 
Flesh I’m tasting ew 
humans so awful to eat 
Don’t blame me I was lost at sea for a week
Blame it on the wulf 
Bitch Don’t blame me
Oh I see 
*****
Wanna be a g 
Wanna be something like me 
Following a bitch name sally 
I’m creeping through the ally 
I already know her addy 
But I do it for the trill
put something in her drink and that shits not a pill
I feel like buzz I had it on stun but  now i think ill put it on kill
If you get this question incorrect
I’ll break ya damn neck 
my nigga do we have a deal

12 BILLION LIGHT-YEARS FROM EARTH

Mystical Slug

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