PHONKYJOCSHIT

written/performed/produced by sepha.
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Lyrics:

no i don't wanna think about you anymore
since i keep spending nights alone on a bathroom floor
sweet grain u satisfy u make me whole somehow
sweet grain u satisfy 
but u destroy 
u terrorise 
u plow

no i don't wanna play when ur my guiding force
spending days after with stomach pains and a throat so hoarse
sweet pain u multiply when ur over for one night
sweet pain your gone 
then you return with extra flight
sweet pain u multiply when ur over for one night

medicate
the problems within
its so bad bad bad 
when ur sober thoughts keep - keep weighing u down
its so bad bad bad 
when ur sober thoughts keep - keep weighing u down
x2

no i don't wanna play around u anywhere
since i keep spending nights alone on a bathroom floor
sweet santa yeh u sleigh
fulfil my innocence somehow
white nights u satisfy
but u destroy and yeh u plow

no i don't wanna play when ur my guiding force
spending days after with new fake friends
and a voice of mine i don't endorse
i don't endorse
i don't endorse
i don't endorse
sweet pain u multiply x4
multiply

medicate
the problems within
its so bad bad bad 
when ur sober thoughts keep - keep weighing u down
its so bad bad bad 
when ur sober thoughts keep - keep weighing u down
x2

sweet grain

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Roll one put it up in the air like
Dart fast spark gas at the red light
All black fit & a all black whip
Dent grill mufuckas in the headlights
Roll one put it up in the air like
Dart fast spark gas at the red light
All black fit & a all black whip
Dent grill mufuckas in the headlights

Been a couple years since I last gave a fuck
& I blackened my lungs from the blunts
That I pack & I puff
Thought I made it out but I'm back in the rough
& I'm back for some blood like I'm Dracula bruh
You don't really wanna see what happen to ya
When I'm madder than fuck
Don't be dappin me up
Ever since a youngin on the back of the bus
Trippin acid at lunch I been planning destruction  
Comin' at you wit the fam like it's nothin'
I don't really got a plan I just rush in
I don't really give a damn bout nothin'
Fuck it I just wanna end this sufferin'
Bustin' down the fucking door & get the fuck in
Slumpin' any mufucka tryna jump in
Thumpin' bass up in that muthafuckin trunk bitch
I just wanna make a mothafucka wanna punch shit
Dirtbag wit the cleanest flows
I'm mean to hoes
Your lips you should keep 'em closed
Agree & go befo' I delete your soul
My mothafuckin business 
Somethin' you don't need to know 
im boutta
Pull up with some weed to roll
I feed my bros befo' I can eat my own
Unreachable my phone 
It ain't even on
But yet these muthafuckas never leave me alone
im boutta

Roll one put it up in the air like
Dart fast spark gas at the red light
All black fit & a all black whip
Dent grill mufuckas in the headlights
Roll one put it up in the air like
Dart fast spark gas at the red light
All black fit & a all black whip
Dent grill mufuckas in the headlights

DART FAST//SPARK GAS (Prod. ZXRO) [2020 THROWAWAY]

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Cripple

I been pullin all the dollars since i was a plug
Fresh 16 burnin down a bag by the midweek
Crunch time festivities 
Meant choppin up a molly for the kids
I’m breakin bread, I’m like a king
Don’t make me force feed all you dumb thieves
With my flair get your own thing
Biters like a zombie with your bones stickin out
Showin what is weak havin doubt never standing out

Crucify 
Hang em out to dry with their hands tied
Wouldn’t wanna die with a sad cry
Wouldn’t wanna die with my hands dry
Hate me cuz I love the money 
Funny that the figures hittin high notes 
We ain’t even try though I know
Rollin round the town with a 3OD tote bag 
With the Crows Dotti tell em how it goes

Crow with Three or die
I almost did from three ODs
Every rapper that ask advice I tell em three important things
Bigger numbers ain't gon' fix you
Trust the corvids in your dreams, and your homies ain't your homies less they prove it on the weekly
Shotgun up out the closet grip the grip like it's the Yamata
Dropping the expectation, ain't the shit you thought you wanted huh?
Chronic habits
Talking about the Soju I'mma vomit up
Chase the shot with Roku
Hoping its better when I cough it up
Boo tomato tomato
They call me rude
Ain't No use
Brd the same mother fucka' that cooked your goose
Shorter fuse
Man you smooth brained
Thoughts could use some food
I fuckin' hate people, so why would I fuck with you?
World got a pistol at my feet 
It shoot the ground and yell dance,
I wanna go to fashion week but I'm too tired for France
I hold a hand out then pull it back like a government grant
Fell out the sky so fuckin hard my ankle broke on a branch
I been in line too long
I wanna beat a man with a stanchion goldfish span
Bitch you can't hold my attention
Keep the money in the wall like the bald Bryan Cranston
Not my fault you still appalled by shit you don't understand
I'll double the cash
Like I cloned Johnny
Mask got a hold on me
Lapped em
I can see it on the dash
I'm Dali
You're bold and brash
Running they lips like a mustache
Don't care to answer
Why'd you ask?
All this shit get taxing
Damn l'Il grab me the flask un

Twisting up the finger with my kinfolk
Pop another soul 
Reaper coming out the cove 
Warning warning warning 
187 with that death flow 
Salivating at the crows talons 
Soaring to the next door
Just a few options are left on the table 
The days are a mix of depression 
Unstable 
I press on for reasons unknown it’s no wonder 
I sit in this slumber somehow 
Still delivering all the fevers 
Tremor hard in the back with a broken heart 
Rip my soul tag 
Stash it in the fucking bag 
Just a rebel to the drowned out 
Hollowed out words of a world 
Decayed on a level that I’m 
Never with that mutha' fuckin' devil 
Bringing out the evil 
Whether heaven has a seat avail
I’m willing to sit back inhale
Living is a curse 
Last time was the worst time 
Rippers of the west side 
We Three Or Die

I been living off the flesh of the beast
For some time
I’m a crow 
Plucking out the eyes
Every time I die there’s a reason
Heathen season has arrived
So tonight I’m alive
Blasting every mother fucker who denies
3OD
187
We will never compromise
Crippling the foes
Time for you to die
Fall asleep in the dirt
Now your kin left behind 
Cold skin
Closed eyes 
Not a soul will be surprised
Brain dead on my head
Got led in my weapon
The crows come to feast
While the fake still pretending
It’s still BLANXX
Still fuckin' picky
Stuck with the crows
Now your death will come quickly

Cripple Feat. Blckbrd

Lyrics:

Dirty ass nigga
Wit da EH
Tune in
Is he LE
or is dat boy mugen?
Why you concerned about that
I’m not a goddamn human
Fuckin on ya ex
Like a goddamn mutant 

Suckin on nic
He a fiend 
I know
This nigga be da god 
Fuck a king
Top floor 
Lurkin on my shit
Niggas read my flow 
Stompin on shit 
Like fee fi fo fum 

Something something something something
Blah blah nigga

Something something something something
Blah blah nigga

Something something something something
Blah blah nigga

Something something something something
Blah blah nigga

u naut like me (eternal mix)

Grey can't find day where he dont wanna fucking die
I been searching I been hurting cut up all my fucking ties
See the opposition I ain't flinching I ain't gon advise
That you fuck with Grey or Odi
Yeah the 44 got a motherfuckin bite
Gon gun em down that's a throwback on you fuck boys
Yeah we been fucking bout it steady doubted had enough boy
Gon gut em like they fish and ditch em in a fuckin rut boy
Unless you wit the gang bitch you'll never hit this blunt boy
We running the game like a fuckin arcade
And we jug all the coins out that hoe aye
Fuck a narcotic gon play wit that dog
And I never gon have no withdrawals
We fucking insane never fucking wit fake
I just rather be stuck in my home
Fuck a deposit I spend and I count it
Gon burn a band I don't need more bitch

Gang up in dis party pop a molly im finna get crunk
Wit saliva and we ridin couple ounces in da trunk
Heard dem opps been wanting peace let em know I ain't no monk
Had dat bitch all on her knees I don't know about no son
Like my bitch up in some leggings you can get snatched up
Wide body in da lot make it hard to back up
Like a pitcher imma throw da heat when he walk up (ZOOM!)
Throw dat head up in da whip and I give her a heads up
When they comin WHOO WHOO
Then we runnin WHOO WHOO
They be gunnin I'm duckin my head in da function
Pockets lumpin so I ain't slumpin (NAH)
Get to dumpin keep it no russian (FAH)

SALIVA GREY X ODIATO - SNATCHED UP (PROD. NXMERCY X 99ZED)

COFFIN$ w/ ERAZE (prod. LIL SWEDDEN)

Shoutout to my brother Eraze

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Envy me
She be sucking im not talking energy
Pity me
Screwface motherfucker outta Tennessee
Putting up facades, transforming like im Bumblebee
A mental barage, only thing that seems to humble me
See the letter A, Y and V better be following
Take a couple shots, now Big Bodhi be hollering
If you harbor pain, on principle, i be poppin in
If you stick your neck out, i'll be keen on loppin it
Fucked skin, red eyes, looking like a maniac
Big blunts, cloud 9, hello sir where am i at?
They busy blowing checks and not assessing what the damage is
Appalachian Sensei you know I'm wreaking havoc bitch

Keep the choppa on me
Tri cities shinigami
Always have a poker face like I was Kim Katsuragi
Getting carried by producers better keep on your roster
Grind up medicine like it was bones up at Borrasca
Nonstop ramblings of psychopathic lunatic
If you aint been feeling me then fuck you all and suck my dick
Bet the crowd jump to any song, go and take a pick
Bitch, you go bout testing me you'll meet some bicycle kicks
One care, two fucks, no sympathies
Just a simple list of all things amiss inside of me
Wonder where they went? Where they gone?
True heir to the throne
Time for no discussion now leave me alone

ENVY ME, PITY ME

sincerely, leave me tf alone

IMMA NEED A MINUTE

HAND OF GOD

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