this tha typa shit u neva hear across tha radio

Let me cook like im ramsy in the kitchin!

my verse lowkey sucks
shoutout viz n dat

lyrics:
(ninewaters)
S-U-P-P-O-R-T i need it, can you give it to me
she is S-O H-O-T i love it, can you let me see it
let's discuss this over tea how i'm the shit and you can't see it
when i'm older they will love me H-E-R-O i will be it
C-H-E-E-R-L-E-A-D-E-R you love to see it
i buy a bmw then crash it, i don't need it
they never notice me right now but when i'm up they'll stop sleepin
when i am U-P she will R-E-G-R-E-T leaving
wait! i can't fall for that bitch
i can't fall for anybody cuz everybody just be makin me sick
i'm telling you bitches to suck on my dick
i'm telling you bitches get off of my dick
why you sat there? i'm not even rich
get bored so i'm taking a flick of the people that stay by my side when i'm lit

(viizzi)
carry the torch on my back cos im lit
bitch im with 9 and they know we the shit
run in ya house better show me ya shit (not literally)
and ur bitch on my dick boutta blow me and shit 

t r u m p e t you know thats what she blow me like
she ride my dick like a bike
come with a strap hope ur ready 2 die 

g r a v e thats what we put him 
a l i v e is what he coulda been
its a s h a m e that we be rolling him
straing in the p a c k
my choppa spray
no im not dying today little bitch

H-E-R-O

H-E-R-O + viizzi (prod. plxce x paradoxsounds)

main account: @ninewaters
@ lovefromninewaters on insta

lyrics:

i've just been born but i know that life a bitch
sick and tired of this shit
stick a knife in my wrist
welcome dl5! you're gonna make me rich
welcome to my life! just try not to be sick
whoever god is, you're a [redacted]

nic by my side and there's stella in my system
we're thinking fuck my life but we're screaming fuck the system
we're all broke, we can't sit and play the victim
money slow, get it moving like a piston

i need this shit, shoot my shot like a pistol
we're all blasted, it's 4am in bristol
dressed in all black, feeling pretty like a crystal
dl5 on the mission like a missile

i know my friends are gonna miss me
so many people wanna kiss me and that is official
i'm throwing up off whiskey, i'm slamming a triple
you could try and diss me, but it's kinda risky

welcome dl5 to the party! ay! ay!
let go of all my trouble, sip bacardi
it's really subtle but i kill myself partly
you could pull me out the rubble but it's permanent like sharpie

it's pertinent someone save me
i'm certain that i've gone crazy
i'm certain that i'm too lazy
to save me from the intrusion of thoughts in my brain
i could use alternatives but it's just not the same

i could lock myself inside my room and play the game
i could save my money but i think that's kind of lame
i could think of something that i don't wanna explain
i could tell you i have nothing but i don't wanna complain
so get it m- (moving like a train (i didn't have space in the song so i had to cut the bar out lol))

welcome dl5 / system

ninewaters - welcome dl5 / system (ninewaters)

a love letter to emo rap <3

lyrics:
your scene is dry and we're all grey
i don't wanna make it seem like i'm dancing on your grave
like i'm dancing on your grave
'cause i'm not dancing on your grave

yeah! your scene is dry and we're all grey
i don't wanna make it seem like i'm dancing on your grave
through the sunshine and the rain, i'm beside you at your wake
and i know that i ditched you a couple times but i'm not fake
we will all be great, catch that shit on tape
we've been down for way too long and we thought there's no escape
we've been clowned for all our songs, now we're laughing in their face
my mind is like a treasure trove, take in what i make

we don't want you to die, i'll single-handedly revive you
i wanna make it right 'cause lately i haven't tried to
if you heard we wouldn't make it together then you've been lied to
it's probably 'cause i'm catching way more feelings than i'd like to
in my mind, in my made up kingdom, yeah i like you
over time, know we gonna make it if i try to
all the time, if we're gonna make it, need to strive to
to the grind, i will see you later if i find you
yeah i hope i can excite you
i'm still emo, i accept that and if i change my ways would you respect that?
'cause all this music stays the same and on the inside i will change and i'll regret that

we have a future, i wish i chased it sooner
but i feel my image being ruined by my humour
i'm nearly 20 years old, late bloomer
i feel like a loser, i'm stuck in your computer
i've got another girl to write about but i never abused her
i'm feeling like i walked into her life but i intrude her
it never felt like it was right, i'll tell the truth yeah
so i'm turning to the mic as a tutor

[hook again]

it's farewell yeah, i don't need no help yeah
this time i'm not feeling i'm trapped inside a cell yeah
not back in hell yeah, no longer i'm a shell
this time i really mean it when i say i wish you well
let me know your secrets 'cause you know i'll never tell
don't worry 'bout my wellbeing, the microphone will help
it's emo rap forever, i know we'll stick together
i'm swerving on you never, on the pain we'll never dwell

life has beat me down, give me motherfucking' stitch (oh fuck!)
you're gonna make me rich
shoutout to my bitches and my bros, yeah we're going for a smoke

dear emo rap, love ninewaters

Dear Emo Rap, Love ninewaters (prod. @ninewaterss)

did what i say w/ rika [p. rika]

ig: @0yukixx

p. @auguryy

mixed by @0yukixx + @c0d3ee

till it's over [p. augury]

Complicated

Lyrics:

i'ma stay true to myself for the rest of my life
you can't even do it like this
you can't even do if you tried
i got bitches that stay on my side
all you bitches you stay at my feet
like how you gonna say you up next when you really just copying me?
waters, n-i-n-e
send that bitch straight into a&e
how many pints? n-i-n-e
like how many pints? that's nine
i got bitches that saying they're mine
really, i don't pay them any mind
i got women gimme time
really, i don't ever have no time for that
losing, i got no time for that
loser, i got your bitch in the back of the car and i'm smoking on tar
i got my love for that
i get the money and double that
this shit'll get me in trouble
i pull my bros out the rubble
i see your brother and chuckle
yeah your music ass, got that bubble
hide my past under rubble
falling down, i understand
no direction, running round
smoke tobacco out the pound
lung cancer will bring me down
throat cancer make me sound like future
bring my flowers, bring me fuchsia
you talk shit through your computer
i talk shit and then remove you
huh, pathetic
i'm running up numbers like i was athletic
heard you're breaking down
open up the settings
i'm not really stressing
this shit is a blessing
uh, uh, i be walking around drunk in bristol
i can't even protect with a pistol
got your bitch and she blow like a whistle
got your bitch and she blow like a flute
and i know that your numbers a fluke
got your bitch and i grab on her glute
i'm alone at the top but there's not any room
there's not any room for you
and there's not any room for me
all of these bitches, they swoon for me
i be like what can you do for me?
huh, nothing.
do me a favour:
yourself. remove for me.
huh, talking
do you a favour:
shut up cuz you're losing me

SHUT THE FUCK UP!
SHUT THE FUCK UP!

Original sample: https://soundcloud.com/aliciakeys/butterflyz?si=5534b9cd0de6422db7b22afc65740c6e&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

True To Myself

True To Myself (prod. @ninewaterss)

prod. guda + bbyazul

https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/byekento/grave 

lyrics: 
bitch im on my shit 
i keep that choppa right beside my bed 
if he talking shit 
i might hit his fucking face with lead 
you aint bout that shit 
so why the fuck you comming through huh
bitch im off that shit 
i'm higher than the fucking roof huh
hopped inna benz i got bands in this bitch
put my opp inna grave then i dance on that bitch
gotta G19 why you ran in thsi bitch 
please don't talk anymore cuz i don't care abt that shit 

we don't talk anymore cuz i don't care abt u bitch
i don't talk anymore cuz i'm always on my shit 
drop your top to the floor but don't ask bout no kid 
keep it cool in the cut so don't cap bout no shit
not no act this a flex keep that fye by my left
sold his soul for a check boy go clock in at your shift
do the dash when i dip cuz i don't care abt this shit 
but if he get under my skin imma leave your ass for dead

bitch im on my shit 
i keep that choppa right beside my bed 
if he talking shit 
i might hit his fucking face with lead 
you aint bout that shit 
so why the fuck you comming through huh
bitch im off that shit 
i'm higher than the fucking roof huh
hopped inna benz i got bands in this bitch
put my opp inna grave then i dance on that bitch
gotta G19 why you ran in thsi bitch 
please don't talk anymore cuz i don't care abt that shit

all plats :3

grave

Instagram: @ninewaterss

lyrics:
let's get it moving like a package in colombia
you say you want a feat but idr fw ya
i had the bag when i was younger but i fumbled it
that shit not gonna chase itself so i'ma run for it

during covid i was chased and made a run for it
i took my shelter in the rush and fell in love with it
there's nothing in this world i would've never done for it
get myself in sticky situations, i got love for it

let's get it moving like the packages in mexico
you been smoking mid shit, i'm smoking on that texaco
making money off the drink like this shit pepsico
delete my socials buy a single, that's for tokyo

swing my pint and throw a 4 that's for the video
this the type of shit you'll never hear across the radio
swing my fist, connect a jab like that shit polio
i guarantee you that it's not my only rodeo

let's get it moving like the oxen in a herd
let's get it moving like your soul up in a hearse
i send my prayers but i'm just wishing you the worst
let me cook, feel like phineas and ferb

let me cook like i'm ramsay in the kitchen
i'm baking bread like it's andy tate and tristan
when i was younger i just never really did shit
now i'm spitting all this game you better listen

let's get it moving like a street race w ferraris
i landed back at home and headed straight towards a party
don't need to make no effort, i be waking up like carti
only time will tell when i'm gonna be charting

only time will tell when we're gonna be parting
we're gonna crash and burn like a car
i'm the reason that we made it this far
i'm the reason that we're falling apart

in transit

In Transit (prod. @_breakupbreakdown_)

Instagram: @ninewaterss

Lyrics:

ugh
i gotta stop doing this shit to myself
don't have anybody to help me
i tried standing up but i fell
i tried standing out but i failed
leave my wishes in the wishing well
it's not as if i really care tho
i leave my friends and wish em well
i leave my friends and wish em well
really hope my mother doing well
she really hope i'm doing well
but i'm not doing really well though
i'm playing games like nintendo
shit so long like extendo
i invited the devil to play with me
shit so long that she went home
shit so long wanna go home
gonna blow like volcano
shit so fresh like polo
i can't wait for the payload
am still chillin, it's the same old
live life like a fable
how you really gonna hate on me?
but still watch like cable
i've been moving solo
must be the reason why i'm so low
i told that lady she should go home
sent her off like it's a package
i can't fuck wit stupid bad bitch
wanna harvest all the cabbage
but these carnivores be savage
wanna satisfy my palette
wit this cheese it came from paris
soul be burning like it's paris
guess it's back into my palace
shut up bitch, you gotta can it
don't talk back like fucking parrots
take this carrot
i'll take your shit like pirate
smoking fags and drinking coffee got me wired
i'd tell you that i love you wit permission from my fibers
but i'm not a fucking liar
i'm not a fucking liar, yeah i don't cap
unless it's in my songs though, unless it's when i rap
not all the time though
i'm coming to an end yeah
i got a final wish
let me fall a sleep on your lap, on your lap
crush my head between your thighs
hop on the jet, never see me again
hop on the jet, never see me again

staying sober is hard but my songs are harder

Staying sober is hard, but my songs are harder (prod. @aria1k)

Instagram: @ninewaterss

lyrics:
bitch i be smoking fags (cigarettes) out the pound
tell me you love me, wanna hold it down
don't wanna wait for you to come around
bitch ik that you gonna bring me down
gimme your hand when i'm breaking down
bitch, shut up while i'm tryna speak!
i'm getting lost and i'll never be found
bitch, you'll be feeling lost when i peak!

ima get it popping like a school in america
got the crib shakin, diagnosed wit malaria
i can't hear your talking when i'm smoking on that loud
ima cause a ruckus when i pull up in your area
death is kinda scary, what i'm doing kinda scarier
he said he want beef so we turn him vegetarian
he said he want beef so we mince him to the ground
it would make you think that my boys authoritarian

i ran outta gas so let's go and smoke a nazi
i ran outta gas so let's go and smoke a nazi
i be out in public tryna avoid the paparazzi
i ran outta cash so let's go and crash a party
in the car i crash, slamming pints of bacardi
3am i pull with your bitch in my ferrari
make you so shocked when i pull up, maserati
ima whip the foreign but i'm not a fucking racist
just know i love you if i listen to your playlist
your bitch she love me, yeah she got me on her playlist
i'm the shit, you just gotta go embrace it

In Transit (prod. @_breakupbreakdown_)

ninewaters

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