Sassy Foods is a home company created by Sassy the Sasquatch to make money in small portions. His food consists of inedible stuff such as drugs and petrol. His most famous food product is the Trippa Snippa, which consists of speed, weed, heroin, cocaine, mushrooms, pine-o-clean, petrol, battery acid, acid, salvia, meth, some herbs and spices and some lettuce and tomato, vodka sauce, bam-and-the-dirt-is-gone, Ajax spray and wipe, chicken and cheese all wrapped in a tortilla

TRIPPA SNIPPA (PROD. MANGET$U)

WALK INSIDE THIS BITCH GOT TOOLS ON MY BACK

+DOWN BAD (FT. PASTELDRIP)

Virus (+tbg, dylan noir)

I’ve been reading the signs, but I’m bored 
These the chains that will keep me tired

So this torch is for you
Plant the seeds of the crime
Send me up to the sky
I’ll leave you behind 

Keep your face, it’s okay
All these twisted shapes they haunt 
Haunt my days 

Just give me one more chance to bring it down
Can you give me one more chance to bring it down?

Cause you’re all I dream about 
And you’re all I think about 
And you’re all I dream about
And you’re all I think about 


Is it obvious?
So nonchalant, limp like carrion 

What’s this monotone?
Your voice used to lead them 
Send it up, gods will fast
Pandemonium 

Just give me one more chance to bring it down
(It down)
Can you give me one more chance to bring it down?

Cause you’re all I dream about (all I dream about)
And you’re all I think about (all I think about)
And you’re all I dream about
And you’re all I think about 

Empty silence dwells like a stalker
In the courtyard, eavesdropping torture 

It’s not for peace, my latent energy 
Karma shrieks 
Yeah

Don’t brace, Let it fade
Neck breaks
I am the boy with no face 
Back to turtle dove days, where I was made 

Videos of you crying 
My phone, my happiness is yours 

Hate rains from the sky
On the phone screen 
On the phone screen

Hate rains from the sky
On the phone screen
On the phone screen 

Hate rains from the sky
On the phone screen
On the phone screen 
(On the phone screen)

Hate rains from the sky
On the phone screen
On the phone screen 

Produced by Pezzhead

Northie

Lyrics: Fiending for a fucking brick 
Spending it like it’s nothing 
Making profit off a fucking flip 
Then I’ll dip 
Way too quick 
In a Benz 
That wasn’t up for rent 
Lucky with the numbers 
Now I wonder 
If it’s worth it then 
Either way 
I’ll still be rapping 
Even if I’m in a tent 

Five til five, I’m still breaking all of her back joints 
I’ve been smoking blunts and to be honest I don’t like joints 
Got so many ounces 
I didn’t know what to do tho 
Gave my homie the most 
So he can fucking feel joy 

I didn’t mean to fucking disappoint 
Trapping it all it’s like if I fall 
I swear I will redeploy 
I’m locking her jaw 
For breaking the bank 
But I know I will make some more 
She wanna go fuck, we at the beach, her cheeks are sandy, gave me dome 

That bitch I call her coleslaw 
That girl is white, she got some bruises 
love it when I go raw 
You got stalkers 
I got shooters 
That’s where it will go wrong 
Bitch I will kill you 
then you’ll be the cover for my song 

Now you in the back bitch 
Keep on crying 
That ain’t gonna make ur dad come back bitch 
It’s facts bitch 
That is something you don’t fucking know bitch 
You’re slow bitch 
Probably mentally 
I don’t know bitch 
You’re done bitch 

Better watch the backroad 
Torture motherfuckers and execute 
In plateau 
Keep it fucking clean so I can get the fucking cash hoe
Text your fucking mother that you won’t fucking make it home

plateau (prod. dxnilukx)

The bassline thumpin’ (oo-yeah!)
Feet on fire
We jumpin’ (let’s go!)
Hands up
Hands down
Round and round

Dancing All Night

LYRICS:
i don’t know if i can do this anymore
either sleeping on a couch or on the floor
all i taste is blood it’s leaking out my pores
they hear my music think my life is more than yours
i’m only human
can’t you see
this life is draining the soul from me
so let’s agree to disagree
either you live or fight with me

i’m sorry to disappoint
but i don’t know how long i have
it’s getting to a point
where it feels like i’m cut in half

Listen

CUT IN HALF (PROD.FONY WALLACE & KILLJAMES)

(prod. Wendelstyzer)
Follow @contracult

Lyrics:
Salt in my wounds I can’t wait for the feeling to fade I’m the villain so 
why gravitate toward me?
Why won’t you wait for me?
Why won't you hate me?
Awful shawty she like bad bad things,
I love violence and pornography 
Beat me senseless like they’re testing me
Shot her momma she a bad a b
Salt in my wounds I can’t wait for the feeling to fade I’m the villain so why gravitate toward me?
Why won’t you wait for me?
Why won’t you hate on me?
I can’t believe all this time been waistin’ on you girl, my heart is divided, decisions collided let all of my dreams fall apart and just waste in the depths of regrets while I pop Percocet
I don’t wanna do drugs
I don’t wanna be that guy
Why do I let time fly
Why am I so shy?
I don’t wanna do drugs
Why am I so shy?
Awful shawty she like bad bad things,
I love violence and pornography 
Beat me senseless like they’re testing me
Shot her momma she a bad a b
Salt in my wounds I can’t wait for the feeling to fade I’m the villain so why gravitate toward me?
Why won’t you wait for me?
Why won’t you hate on me?

Gravitate (prod. Wendelstyzer)

IWANNAFUCKTHEGOVERNMENTFUCK
PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE
ty @syrnlovesyou told me to post dis
shoutout @homiecuddles for the art

AUXILIARY (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

RAZORBLADES IN MY FUCKING CANDY
art by stitch!

STITCHFACE (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

Lyrics:
Real shit yuh
True shit aye
This the one
Yuh

Dreaming whether greener the other side
Demeanor looking meaner
Like a demon in need of fire
Fiending whore a heathen
But the reason a needy mind
I could leave them bleeding
Barely breathing
Who wanna die

Nauseas as I often recall awfulness inside my head
Force her but still get her wet like water
Before I break her bed
Dawson in the creek I fucking toss them
If he doesn't speak with caution
Then I off him
Turn a coffin to his fucking bed
Heartbroken I fall forward into abyss
Cant keep my mind focused
My eyes swollen
I'm throwing fists
At all these fake fuckers
I scrape knuckles upon the skin
Of all these fed's lurking
You snake serpents can rest in piss
But if it's one in the same
I'll speak on all of the pain
I'm cursed with
With this perfect bitch
All up inside my brain
With a heart still as a corpse
I doubt any remorse will be shown
For skeleton on the thrown
I slit my wrists to the bone marrow
Haha
How's that for getting deep
Break the skin and suck the blood in
Through your motherfucking teeth
Twilight for the night
And have her slipping through the fucking sleet
I could take her life and have her buried
But it won't be cheap

Heartbroken I fall forward into abyss
Can't keep my mind focused
My eyes swollen
I'm throwing fists
At all these fake fuckers
I scrape knuckles upon the skin
Of all these fed's lurking
You snake serpents can rest in piss

Dreaming whether greener the other side
Demeanor looking meaner
Like a demon in need of fire
Fiending whore a heathen
But the reason a needy mind
I could leave them bleeding
Barely breathing
Who wanna die
Dreaming whether greener the other side
Demeanor looking meaner
Like a demon in need of fire
Fiending whore a heathen
But the reason a needy mind
I could leave them bleeding
Barely breathing
Who wanna die

AUXILIARY (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

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