Running up bandz wit no issue

(Part 2 Of Part 1) Really Wasted

My country

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Пепел дома

Devilman diss

Devilman diss (Techno - Slowed)

Spwm

Feel Better (prod. pyctur)

Sad Boy Sheisty

Anything

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Freaknik…

ᴅᴇᴀᴅᴡᴏᴏᴅ

prod. web

yeah i blame it on the drugs but it must be something else
writing lyrics bout my life with a gun on top my shelf
i dont got no one talk to man i really need some help
i just dont wanna put my feelings all on top of someone else

everytime we talk you make me feel like shit
i just wanna fucking die let me slit my wrist
need to clear my mind need to reload quick
got the high beams on 110 in the whip
blocked your number because 
everytime we talk you make me feel like shit
i really hate to wake up and just feel like this
i dont really miss you but i still reminisce
when i would hit your phone and every shot was a miss

I guess I’ll sit up in my car
Puffing loud in rerolled cigars
When you look back, is it ever fondly?
I get cold and nights just get long
I get sick of making these songs
When nothing hits the way that I want
Nothing feels the way that it was
I don’t think I’m fit for the part

everytime we talk you make me feel like shit
i just wanna fucking die let me slit my wrist
need to clear my mind need to reload quick
got the high beams on 110 in the whip
blocked your number because 
everytime we talk you make me feel like shit
i really hate to wake up and just feel like this
i dont really miss you but i still reminisce
when i would hit your phone and every shot was a miss

You know
Everything about me
And you pick me
All apart
I’ll go
Everywhere that you go
Until you burn it
All to tar


everytime we talk you make me feel like shit
i just wanna fucking die let me slit my wrist
need to clear my mind need to reload quick
got the high beams on 110 in the whip
blocked your number because 
everytime we talk you make me feel like shit
i really hate to wake up and just feel like this
i dont really miss you but i still reminisce
when i would hit your phone and every shot was a miss
(2x)

I said to stay away because I can’t give what u take
I’m compressing and my head thinks maybe we just need a break
Okay?
I gave it all away
I tend to face the flames
I never bend, I break
So say it’s all okay
I guess you found the fucking cracks up in this armor
I harbor all the hatred you have given for a whole year straight
Yet you negotiate
The price upon my fate
I’d trade it all for heaven
But you will never take


clearing my head

unsigned artist

rapper from the northeast/moroccocasablanca🇲🇦
just expressing my feelings with music

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(Part 2 Of Part 1) Really Wasted

Desert dreamer

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