back on my bullshi get at me for feats or beats

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REBORN

Dracul REBORN

Dream Theater REBORN

Is this what love is

Una Velita

Apocalyptic Dream's

I spent eight years trying to reach him, and then another seven trying to keep him locked up, 'cause I realized that what was living behind that boy's eyes was purely and simply evil

[Verse 1]
Ayy, fuck it, I'm vicious and diabolical
And if I hit an obstacle, turn it into a particle
Holy fuck, it's my TikTok stalker
Knock him out and then plant a psychological disorder

[Chorus/Bridge]
Think I'm tapped out, tryna take a break (Tryna take a break)
Don't be the one that turns this day into a case (Tryna take a break)
Think I'm tapped out, tryna take a break (Tryna take a break)
Don't be the one that turns this day into a

[Verse 2]
Uh, sophisticated diabolical, I started it big
They think I'm rattled, but I don't mix rattlesnakes with my d- (Wu)
You know how it goes loud, crazy, but gotta be dark, y'know what I'm sayin'?
You know those dudes, "They'll eat off the hype," "They alright," you say
Holy fuck, it's my TikTok stalker, abominati

[Post-Chorus]
I don't wanna talk about it
Fuck, I don't wanna talk about it (Wu)

[Verse 3]
Go dumb, go dumb, go dumb and dumb (Dumb, and dumb, d-d-d-dumb and dumb)
Go dumb, go dumb, go dumb and dumb (Go, dumb and dumb, and dumb, and d-d-d-dumb and dumb)

HOLY FUCK ITS MY TIKTOK STALKER

[Intro]
One, two, three, four
(You ready?)

[Verse]
Gotta be the richest of 'em all, ball 'til you fall
Girl, I'm lookin' at you, what you lookin' at him for?
This my lifestyle, this my life now
Everybody, everybody (Look, woo, yeah)
You know who you talkin' to? This ain't no lil' ass boy
This a grown man, two rings, one on each hand
We in Oakland, poppin' up in all-black vans
The Warriors game, poppin' up in all-black Benz
Ah, good God, I love my life, I do
If I was you, I'd be hatin' on me too (Me too)
Let's go

[Chorus]
Gotta be the richest of 'em all, ball 'til you fall
Girl, I'm lookin' at you, what you lookin' at him for?
This my lifestyle, this my life now
Everybody, everybody

[Verse]
Uh, okay, let's do this one time
Big bouncin' on the beat, that's a goldmine
She asked, "Can you handle me?" (Woo) Oh, most definitely
I'm a good man, baby, with a whole lot of tendencies (Woo)
It's the beginning of the month, let's go get paid
I got money on my mind, baby, all day (All day)
If I told you what I made, you would go crazy (Crazy)
It's been thirty-three years, I'm still God's baby

[Chorus]
Gotta be the richest of 'em all, ball 'til you fall
Girl, I'm lookin' at you, what you lookin' at him for?
This my lifestyle, this my life now
Everybody, everybody
Gotta be the richest of 'em all, ball 'til you fall
Girl, I'm lookin' at you, what you lookin' at him for?
This my lifestyle, this my life now
Everybody, everybody

[Bridge]
Good God
My life
It's all day
My baby

Richest of Them All

(Intro)
Yo, check it. Remember that trainwreck? The one I thought was gonna kill me? The one that left me flat on my ass, pickin' up the pieces? Yeah, that one. Funny thing is, I gotta hand it to 'em. 'Cause if it wasn't for you, my ex... I wouldn't be this damn strong. So, thank you for the lesson, I guess.

(Verse 1)
You talked a good game, spun those pretty little lies,
Hid your true colors, behind those deceitful eyes.
Made me doubt my gut, made me question who I was,
Used to think your venom, was some kinda righteous cause.
But every single wound, every dirty little trick,
Just taught me how to heal, how to finally make it stick.
So thanks for the lessons, the ones I learned the hard way,
'Cause I'm walkin' tall now, shinin' brighter every day.

(Chorus)
So thank you, my ex, for breakin' my damn heart,
For rippin' my whole world, completely apart.
'Cause if it wasn't for you, and all your messed-up games,
I wouldn't be this strong, wouldn't be screamin' out your name! (In victory, not pain!)
(Not Pain) (Not Pain)

(Verse 2)
Used to cling to your bullshit, like it was my only light,
Thought your validation meant everything, day and damn night.
Lost my own damn voice, forgot what I believed,
All the joy and ambition, you systematically bereaved.
But in that shattered silence, a new fire started to glow,
Learned to love myself again, watched my confidence grow.
So here's to the broken pieces, the ones you left behind,
'Cause they built a stronger me, one of a different kind.

(Chorus)
So thank you, my ex, for breakin' my damn heart,
For rippin' my whole world, completely apart.
'Cause if it wasn't for you, and all your messed-up games,
I wouldn't be this strong, wouldn't be screamin' out your name! (In victory, not pain!)
(Not Pain) (Not Pain)

(Verse 3)
You thought you burned me down, watched the ashes hit the floor,
Thought my spirit was broken, couldn't take it anymore.
But from that damn wreckage, a new fire started to blaze,
Took all that bitter fuel, turned it into better days.
Every wound you gave me, every cut, every scar,
Just etched a map to freedom, showed me who I truly are.
So thanks for the inferno, the hell you put me through,
'Cause I rose from the flames, stronger than ever, thanks to you

(Chorus)
So thank you, my ex, for breakin' my damn heart,
For rippin' my whole world, completely apart.
'Cause if it wasn't for you, and all your messed-up games,
I wouldn't be this strong, wouldn't be screamin' out your name! (In victory, not pain!)
(Not Pain) (Not Pain)

(Verse 4)
So while you're still stuck, playin' your same old dumb games,
I'm climbin' higher, whisperin' different names.
My future's lookin' fucking brighter, shinin' like a damn star,
Left your toxic shadow, left it way too far.
Every lesson learned, etched in my fucking soul,
Made me whole again, finally made me whole.
So thanks for the wreckage, thanks for the goodbye,
'Cause I'm proof that you can't break me, no matter how hard you try.

(Outro)
You left me in pieces. I built myself back up. And now? I'm unbreakable. So if it wasn't for you, my ex... I wouldn't be this strong. And that's the fucking goddamn truth.

(Chorus)
So thank you, my ex, for breakin' my damn heart,
For rippin' my whole world, completely apart.
'Cause if it wasn't for you, and all your messed-up games,
I wouldn't be this strong, wouldn't be screamin' out your name! (In victory, not pain!)
(Not Pain) (Not Pain)


If It Wasn't For You My Ex

(Intro)
The world went black that night, and it ain't been right since. Every corner I turn, I expect to see your fucked-up grin, hear your laugh. But all I get is the echo of rumors, screamin' in my head. Was it the addiction, that goddamn beast you wrestled every day, that finally dragged you under? Or did some jealous snake, some two-bit piece of shit, decide it was your time? I'm lost in this haze of "what if" and "who done it," and I can't breathe until I know the truth.

(Verse 1)
The phone rang, screamin' silent, ripped my world apart. / Said you were gone, just like that, a shattered, broken heart. / But the tears won't fall, not yet, 'cause confusion's got me bound. / Was it the white lines you chased, buried six feet underground? / Or did some coward's bullet find its mark, true and grim? / The streets are talkin' secrets, whispered on the whim / Of shadows and junkies, and I don't know what to believe. / My mind's a battleground, where memories interweave / With doubt and rage, a suffocating, heavy shroud. / Did you choose the exit, or were you pushed from the crowd?

(Chorus)
Was it the white death or a goddamn red stain?
Tell me, homie, cut through this endless rain.
Did you chase that dragon, or did they hunt you down?
Lost in this silence, in this fucked-up town.
Was it the sickness, or did they murder you?
The truth's a ghost, and I'm chasing shadows, too.

(Verse 2)
They said it was peaceful, a quiet, lonely fade,
But peaceful ain't a word I'd use for the life you made.
Was it the slow decay, the sickness in your veins,
That finally claimed you, through all the fear and pains?
Or was it a message sent, a warning to the rest?
A bullet for your silence, a brutal, final test?
I'm caught between the narratives, the lies and ugly truths,
Every face I see, I question, from our wild, misguided youths.
Was it the habit, or did they paint the walls with red?
'Cause I can't find no closure, with these thoughts inside my head.

(Chorus)
Was it the white death or a goddamn red stain?
Tell me, homie, cut through this endless rain.
Did you chase that dragon, or did they hunt you down?
Lost in this silence, in this fucked-up town.
Was it the sickness, or did they murder you?
The truth's a ghost, and I'm chasing shadows, too.

(Verse 3)
Every cop car siren, makes my blood run cold and fast,
Thinking maybe they know something, a secret built to last.
Did they sweep it under, another junkie off the street?
Or is there an open file, a killer's bitter feat?
Was it the endless craving, the sickness in your soul?
Or a debt unpaid, taking its final, bloody toll?
I see your momma cryin', her eyes just hollow pits,
And I can't look her in the face, not with these goddamn fits
Of rage and doubt, this poisoned, bitter brew.
Was it the habit, or did they really murder you?

(Chorus)

(Verse 4)
The nights are long and empty, just the whiskey and the doubt,
Trying to drown the questions, but they always scream and shout.
Was it the slow poison, the habit you couldn't break?
Or some twisted payback, a life they chose to take?
My hands are shaking, homie, reaching for a phantom truth,
'Cause the official story feels like a goddamn abuse
To your memory, to everything we knew.
Did you succumb to the addiction, or did they murder you?
I need to know whose blood is on their hands, not just the stain of the drug.

(Outro)
The sirens fade, the chalk outline's gone, but the emptiness just screams. I'm stuck in this loop, man, replaying every whispered rumor, every hidden truth. There ain't no peace in this silence, only the echo of your absence and this fucked-up doubt. Did you fall to the needle, or did they put you in the ground? Was it the habit... or a hit?

(Chorus)


Did They Murder You Homie

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