VAMPMUS 2021 (8 CARTI CHRISTMAS SONGS)

Fourth Rope

Macho on Coke

Lotto

howled with the wolves, 
looking up at the stars
One night it was fine
two and three went too far
crawling on my knees
from dusk till the dawn
weren't just smoking weed
"what else were you on?"
middle of the night sniffing adderall'
"I wonder why your brain went from wall to wall"
"Son your burning hot, 
you should quit the pot
or else your brain will fade
and your body will rot.
for now go to sleep,
its been half a week
its the reason you've
been thinking that you're Jesus
son of christ wouldn't roll the dice like you did
3 days awake and You're barely human
you've hardly ate since yesterday's noon
Kid you're going insane, 
like your head's a balloon
might as well wait until the sun breaks the night
In the morning, cup of coffee and I'm feeling just fine

I Came down one time from the feeling of nightmares
I crawled into bed and just fought with the night terrors
Poat traumatic stress in my head and it felt like a virus
wall to wall I wreck ball like Miley cyrus

Came down one time from the feeling of nightmares
I crawled into bed and just fought with the night terrors
Post traumatic stress in my head and it felt like a virus

2nd Verse:
it's 12 AM and my phone broke yesterday
brother went to bed 'fore I said what I want to say
worried about rent this month, boy we better pay
sun went down last hour cause it's summertime
shadows come out, enticing me to hit a line
blue powder snot keeps sliding while I sit and cry
B) I think about my mom and how I almost died
so I take it to the street with my shoes untied
took a trail downlow to avoid mankind
cement still wet, from the rain last night
my arrival is met with a wave and a smile
a hug when I walk up, took seat and start spilling
drugs that I coughed up, converse about my pilling
concerned that my roommate's
convinced that I'm crazy
I see the blue sky, my glass eyes see grey and rainy.
I was worried he'd send me away like a loony
turns out the lack of meals got me moody

many more fears were bled and tears were shed
before my mother turned to me and said 
"It's time for bed, 
go rest your head
The rain is over
the sky is red
Don't worry bout the ward
we can find another way,
keep your nose in the books
you were born to be LewRayy"

Came down one time from the feeling of nightmares
crawled into bed and just fought with the night terrors
post traumatic stress in my head and it feels like a virus
wall to wall I wreck ball like Miley cyrus



A Cup of Real Shit

Everytime I step up to the mic I got the fresh drip
new kicks, break necks, leave you in a head trip
Everytime I try to play the game a different way
they always saying sumn 'bout how I'ma fail
I'ma do it anyway, cause I'm LewRayy,
back of the race is where I came on her face, 
I mean I finished, now I'm done with the race
Every time I rise up, they try to downgrade
but I'm built for the pressure, turn doubt into sound waves
Climbin’ out the background, louder than crowd’s rage
Turned a small spark into somethin’ that’ll out-blaze
Came from the back, now I’m front-seat couch-slack, 
laid out, victory lapping, comfy after bounce-back
opposite town, down south, sound doused in a foul mouth
dial tone drone, blown dome in the chow house
doubt clouds crowd 'round, Reroute a round while I wild out
Style swings a wide bout, write schemes till they bow out
No more shout outs.
they never pick 'em up when I put 'em down, sound drowned out
say a name, they mishear it like "who?" with a loud frown
why throw the crown out just to have 'em clown how I pronounce shout?
mouth movin', it's useless, whos this? man, I'm like, "why do I even do this?
I might as well quit.
’cept every time I try to dip, script grips like vice hit
ink drips, mic twitch, B) I write where the rhymes sit
sat-at-my-desk, Under-My-Bed 
looping-the-beats till they play-in-my-head
muttering bars like I'm summoning dead
sink-in-the-zone like I'm locked-in-the-shed
That's the end of the triplets
yeah you know, my bars not the simplest
spit my shit hard, similar to vantriliquist
voice in the void, throwin’ noise, come and witness this
wicked kid, spill his shit, and flip his lid, 
(grab his dick and twist it)
I'm so twisted,
scribble sigils in the margins like a crptic glyph
like a baby smokin’ cigs, gettin’ lit off a licorice spliff,
blowin’ brains out the bong, long strings of viscous drip,
sick lil gremlin with a grin, infantile wickedness,
diaper full of biohazard slimb, what a stench he gives,
chewin’ on a plug of moldy crud, leave a sludge trail where the mischief lives,
hiccup puke bubbles, double-trouble on your wishlist, kid
Garbage-Pail filth, a tilted stilt, spilled milk on a Christmas list.
wtf man who is this kid?

Every Time

Cats in the bag? fuck that, I want cash.
so I take em out, put em in my hat
fur fuckin' up the patturn, so I put 'em back.
That's a Lesson learned.
I Stumble to the curb, tryna bargain with a cab,
mumbled out a number, but the meter did the math,
digging through my pockets for a reason not to crash
out of the way kicking pavement
getting back down with the girls from the rave
I've been locked in my brain,
Dear lord, can't behave
on my own anymore
need a girl to keep me straight
Realistically, I need strength 
to stand tall on my own 
Through a cold winter stretch
Struck a chord, hit a vein, and a power surge
now I’m buzzin’ off static, think I need a nurse
my eyeballs plucking all the buttons off her shirt
tried to shake it off but the buzzing got worse
Nurse walks in: “Relax, you’re not even hurt.”
I’m twitchin’, “girl you crazy, this feels like a curse!"
I'm fine on a bike, I could wheelie in a hellcat
90 on a freeway, hundred down a back path
swerving off the road, like I almost hit a black cat
swallowed by a ditch who was acting like sandtrap

mf sandtraps
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Wolfgang the only one to pull up on a LewRayy track
other Hometown boys never hit me back
that's cool, every bar they drop falls flat
I level up alone while they stuck in the past with the pack.
fight myself, same combo, repeat, like I'm running a drill,
Praying one swing finally hit, flip script, for real
Chasin' who I could be, push N pull, my ego Ideal,
I appear to appeal, it's apparent that I feel no fear

Just one year, and I'm already veteren
Baby come here, you know I'm a better man
leveled up quick, now I’m movin’ like I never ran
fuck another Hook, never setting foot in Neverland
Captured the Captain and I held him Captive, 
Caged in my Castle, a hastle, the fatass
kept rantin’ and begging for truce I'm laughing sarcastic, ain't cuttin' him loose,
Locking king blot in the brig in the back of caboose
ain't no biggie, I'm back off my neuse, suicidal thoughts always could miss me
I'm Here for the legency
not for the spending spree
twisting the sounds of my words
till the ending G

I get the track all set
then I hit another dab
and I rap no sweat

A Cup of Real Shit

LEWRAYY

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