Somewhere In Hiding

The Oath

Sierra and I learned a new song. We only practiced it a few times and learned it in a matter of days so it sounds a bit rough. But enjoy anyways. 

Our Last Night - Sunrise Acoustic Cover

Face2Face (prod. loverboybeats) - hellboyfabian ft. Crøp

lyrics:
been through hell can tell by the stain on the blade
ain't feelin too well and the pain don't fade
cracked shell; brain swell from the game they play
and their parents felt ashamed by the man they made
how they supposed to feel when you sell that rock
how they supposed to feel when you sit on cell block
got your pops on your case cause she say to get a job
and your moms don't like you listening to young static mob
you said it when you ain't meant it
keep talking shit between your teeth you may need yourself a dentist
I been living in your head motherfucker; I'm the tenant
but I ain't payin no rent for the time that I been spendin in it
but you could bet I'm bout bout my business
I lick the pussy clean and then I'm fuckin swimmin it
got that bitch pristine like the bottle I been sippin
got a cup of whiskey with just bout a splash of coke up in it
been known to hit a fifth for my dinner
momma crying in the morning say she worried for my liver
'fore i'm sending it some more til it's motion begin to quiver, buddy
been to rehab, but ain't ever been a quitter, homie
they ain't hate me, they ain't fuckin with me neither
beat the pussy so damn mean she say she need to take breather
so i roll the windows down on the back of the four-seater
and blow smoke out in the wind to thank the lord she ain't a breeder
i been breezing through these beats like cheddar
bet she'd eat my seed upon her knees if I would let her
popping lsd tilI feel like feather
bout to breakthrough but I don't feel any better
money over bitches, M.O.B ; that be the mantra
static wreaking havoc to the bastards who don't wanna
state wanna stick me in a cell all for selling marijuana
pockets getting deeper than the fuckin mariana
black magick in the back of the house
on the couch, the LSD'll free your seed from all the clout demons
she suckin semen from my third leg
third eye beaming and she screamin, but she earned that
bitches been trippin like they dipping cigs in sherm
head given from my mistress make the pussy go purr
ain't fixing to be quitting for a minute. that's for sure
gang been itchin to get up in it for about etern', mayne
put the flower in the bong and let it burn mane
fuckin with the mob'll get you burnt; when will they learn mane
fuckboy looking like a zombie when they turn, mane
bet the smith and wesson'll ensure that they won't return, mane
bitch, hit the whip it 'til ya swerve
fuckboy nervous like I'm finna hit a nerve
mobbing til the coffin, flickin ahes in your urn
static had to lay an addict down in the hearse

Hair Of The Dog That Bit Me

I had some time on my hands. Happy Holidays. 

Baby It's Cold Outside Cover

Just a cover I did off this song I love by dennis stoff (ex front man of make me famous and asking alexandria)

Move It Cover By Cristifer From Over The Sky

Over The Sky