Prod. by Netuh

Lyrics:

I WALK THE LINE BEHIND THE BACK ROADS
SINCE YOURE IN MY MIND 
I WOULD LIKE YOU TO KNOW 

THAT IM FUCKED IN HEAD WITH IT DOWN WHEN I WALK THROUGH THE TRAIL COVERED IN BLOOD AND IS LIT UP HAND OF DEATH 
MIND SO NUMB 
I HIDE FROM THE SUN 
SINCE THIS LIFE NO FUN I QUESTION MY BREATH
WHAT DO I DESERVE 
CUZ IT FEEL LIKE THE DIRT
PUT THEM ALL ON A SHIRT AND I PAINT THE REST
AINT GIVE A FUCK NOW
SEE YOU HEADS DUCK DOWN
WHEN LEAD PUMPED ROUNDS GON EXIT THEY CHEST

KILL A SHOW LIKE FREAK 
YEAH DEATH KNOW ME 
SAID HE LIKE WHEN I SPEAK 
LIKE THE ROT ON MY TEETH 
IM A VET LOWKEY 
FEELING LESS LONELY 
WHEN DARK IN ROOM START THE PROCESS TO SHRIEK AND DISSOLVE
INTO ME AND THE FABRIC IM LAYIN ON 
AM STUCK IN PLACE BUT FEEL I MIGHT FALL
CAUGHT IN A LOOP OVER AND OVER I CRAWL

Behind The Backroads

SPACEPLUGS

Phonk Institute

All life reduces to stone

Dark Passenger 

Roll the game dump the guts 
Smoke is blowing in the gust my life will dissipate I’m dust
I Seen a ghost my face is flush I’m baked my vision blur I’m faded taking w a slur 
Put me back into the earth 
oceanash is in the dirt 

Ocean in the back of a hearse that’s matte 
Hotbox, make it black 
All the damage that I have 
It’s bad 
So sad 
Wrist imma slash 
Drop ash 
Smoke bags
Toke wax now I lag 
New abyss same shit 
New Glock same clip 
New pot I flip
Now they flock for a zip
Moon rock I take a hit
Blood dropping on my wrist
Pain never stop 
Rain dropping on my eyelids 
I’m gonna feel the fucking knife 
Picking a vein and roll the dice
Saying what’s the price 
Of Dollar signs for my life 
spotting my own stone
I’m rotting in the coffin, all i got is my own bones

Roll the game dump the guts 
Smoke is blowing in the gust my life will dissipate I’m dust
I Seen a ghost my face is flush I’m baked my vision blur I’m faded taking w a slur 
Put me back into the earth 
oceanash is in the dirt 

I might get the slug
crows circle and I duck 
Backwoods what I like
Demons coming out at night
Lock my doors roll the blunt tight 
Wrist leak blood seep
Now I’m Triple six feet deep 
Got the sickle bouta reap 
In a loop on repeat 
Eyes thru my window staring at me 
Flashbacks to lsd 
Every day I’m weak
Lookk inside of me, I got a silent heart beat
Im a ghost, watch me levitating off my fucking feet
Now Im speaking in your nightmares
Make you wake and weep 
Thru the walls I creep
Poltergeist you never see

Dark Passenger

Dirt Nap Dreams

Get high from the fume
Might die from the gloom
Black side of the moon
I sigh in my tomb
Get high from the fume
Might die from the gloom
Black side of the moon
I sigh in my tomb

Always anxious in my hand I got the shake 
I roll it up my brain bake 
Brain ache 
Pain take toll
Pay with a blunt roll
Play with my soul no control
What did I say, I just ripped a fat bowl 
 
Shadows moving in my room I can never sleep
Sweeping all my problems like a broom, my Pain deep 
I’m a loser, never win
I’m Never comfy in my skin
My Head spin
Demon grin 
I’m Thinking bout my next of kin


I can’t thinkSmoking indica it stink 
Demons in my fucking mind so I’m talking to my shrink
I’m always getting high cuz life is going in a blink  
Think I’m getting better but into abyss I sink 

 Silver rope chain around my neck
Blowing o’s and watch em twist
All the problems in my head 
All my flaws I make a list  
Will I see you when I’m dead 
Thinking bout the ones I miss 
I gotta check under my bed 
Never get a second of bliss 

All this shit make me sad 
Sat In the ground, 
All the hurt you pat down 
So flat, now i wait to see the grass 
Don’t wake as I take a dirt nap 
As I lay I Take a last drag

Produced by oceanash

Dirt Nap Dreams

Lost The Key To My Locked Mind

I got a couple hundred reasons why i don’t sleep
always starting late at night, im overthinking on repeat
Weed or Nicotine, lsd now I’m too high
thoughts multiply my pupil covering my eyes 

Gotta calm down gotta rip the loud 
Gotta disappear into another  cloud
Water in the glass perc Blow the purp
Bag the smoke alarm so it don’t chirp

Trying every strain of the Mary Jane
Slab of the dab take away the fucking pain
Forget the memories i got all in my brain
Pale boy off the rail like a fucking train




I can never stop smoking pot
Gotta toke another pound of the crop
Weigh an eight in the wood with the moonrocks 
Blaze it outside with my hood when the  gloom drops


Never make it out my mind cuz it locked
crawling out my fucking brain but not before I drop 
laptop Making beats back to back 
Smoking nugs from the pack  backwoods smelling gas

Took a couple games to the dome 
I roam
Feeling numb light the weed and put it out on my bones 
Hope these fake fucks stop calling my phone 
Put my phone on dnd and then I’m gonna get too stoned 



Produced by oceanash

Lost The Key To My Locked Mind

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Lost The Key To My Locked Mind

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