producer: https://soundcloud.com/rickyhernandezz
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lyrics:
yung and depressed
got pain in my chest
smoking gas when i stress
hope my parents don't test
neva eva flex 
but i wanna get a check
so i can flex on my ex
fuck that bitch
fuck that bitch
now im looking skinny
now im feeling shitty
neva let a hoe get between me and the fetti
now my soul is empty 
all your shit is petty
got a couple xannies dissolving in my belly
i took a sleeping pill or two
maybe three cuz im missing you
lump in my throat 
i swallowed twelve whole

paper chasin

yung xenomorph - paper chasing (prod. ricky hernandez)

producer: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UClErzskK-JVAKRTjO5fSi1w
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lyrics:
i'm not materialistic
i wanna rock your gypsy soul
smoke a bowl
and run into the mystic
attracted to your vibes and spirit
lungs burnt like charcoal
my life is out of control
i'm hard to read like hieroglyphics
lets face it
i don't deserve love
i'm driven my lust
my heart has sunk
my throat is rust
feelings combust 
nose full of angel dust
i'm hard to trust 
my words disgust
but baby you're cosmic
eyes red from the chronic 
flaws are microscopic 
your skin is erotic
but i'm frost bit
devilish words when i spit
a devilish tongue when i lick
and you start to scream
pulling on my hair
gasping for air
baby i'm in your bloodstream
don't fall in love with me
theres devils within me
they awaken when you're near me 
you should fear me
love ain't like disney
tears upon thee cheeks
when im near you, you shriek
but when i touch you your knees turn weak
haven't seen me in three weeks
she knows that i'm dead
cuz of the demons we fed
to lucifer i pray
six feet in my grave

(chorus)
its two a.m 
in my bed
thinking of ways of getting bread
not thinking of you
not crying for you
dreaming of stacks
and whipping a coop

yung xenomorph - two a.m (prod. crvdo)

Lyrics:
USED TO BE AN ATHLETE
NOW IM IN THE BACKSEAT
SMILE ON MY FACE BUT I AINT EVER REALLY HAPPY
BLADE IN MY KHAKIS 
MY VOICE A LIL RASPY 
ME AND MY GIRL ALL WE DO IS BLOW GASOLINE 
YOU CAN BE MY STARFIRE 
I CAN BE YOUR ROBIN
WE GET A LIL HIGHER
IVE NEVER SEEN YOU SOBBIN
I KNOW I'M A LIAR
ILL TAKE THAT TO MY COFFIN
SAYING THAT YOU LOVE ME 
BUT MY HEART WAS NEVER THROBBING
BABY IM A SCUMBAG
I NEVA TOLD YOU SORRY
ROLLING UP A ZIG ZAG
IM DROWNING IN BACARDI
WANNA RUN AWAY MAN IM
THINKING HARICARI
DREAMING OF FERRARIS
YOULL NEVER GET YOUR SORRY
SHAWTY NEXT TO ME AND YOU KNOW SHE SITTING SHOTTY
SHE CAN SOME ROLL A FATTIE
WHIPPIN IN HER CADDIE
FUCK A 5-9 I AINT NEVA FLIPPING PADDIES
AND SHE CALL ME DADDY
SHE LOOK A LIL CLASSY
GET IN THE SHEETS AND SHE FUCK ME LIKE SHE TRASHY
RUM NOW WE NUMB DONT KNOW WHAT WE HAVE BECOME
SMOKING STRONG IN THE SUN SIGNING JIMMY HENDRIX SONGS
TOKE THE BONG GIRLY GONE NOW SHE TAKING OFF HER THONG

yung xenomorph - used to be (prod. 23k)

produced by: https://soundcloud.com/prodbydiaboli
mixed by: https://soundcloud.com/rbmusicc
*LYRICS*
prozac in my brain
to cover the growing pains
my heart goes down the drain
down the gutter like the rain
i want mountains i want rivers
got jim bean up in my liver
stars above me watch them glimmer 
the city give me the shivers
casio on my wrist 
but don't know what time it is
light it wit a bic
bitch im smoking in the mist
stoned to the bone
i got voices in my dome
no texts on my phone
I just wanna leave my home
for the sun in my face
for the wind in my hair
got a blunt in my mouth 
got no money 
i dont care
got no ice that i wear
got no love that I share
the lord up there never answered any prayers
girl dont you know (x3)
that im cold (x2)
monday tuesday wednesday thursday friday 
i'm a slave
to the man
to the grave 
just to make us all the same
monday tuesday wednesday thursday friday
we are slaves
to the man
to our graves
just to make us all the same

yung xenomorph - the man kidnapped shamu and put her in a chlorine tank (prod. diaboli)

***LYRICS***
PULL UP HOP OUT THE WHIP
DIAMONDS BE GLISNING GOT ICE ON MY WRIST 
SMACKY THE FROG I BE TRIPPIN LIKE MITCH
STAY TIGHT TO MY FAM LIKE LILO AND STICH
BITCH, AND WE HIGH AS SOME FOOLS
SMOKE IN THE SPLOOF MAN WE ACTING LIKE GOONS
RAIDING THE KITCHEN WE MUNCHING ON FOOD 
MY HOMIES AND I WE STAY EATING GOOD
SHIT AND THESE FUCKBOYS BE MENTAL
PEOPLE ONLINE GETTING TO SENTIMENTAL
ALWAYS TALKING SHIT WHENEVER ASSEMBLED
I DONT GIVE A FUCK MAN I DANCE WITH THE DEVIL
GOT A BITCH LOOKING TAN 
CAME FROM IRAN
SHE DIDNT CALL ME DADDY
CALL ME THE OILMAN
YEAH SHES A FAN
FOLLOWS ON THE GRAM
SAID "NEVER HAVE I EVER BEEN WITH A MEXICAN"

Ice in my cup but no lean(but no lean)
I don't do it for the bitches man I do it for the team 
Tell me watchu know about the scheme (bout the scheme)
Gas in my blunt all the homies blowing steam 
I wanna pop bottles with some models like I just won the lotto
While she bobble and she gobble and then I fuck her make her waddle 
Going to the kitchen make me waffles while I read this novel

Fuck your lean and your preme
Fuck your Gucci and your Nell 
Blowing steam with my team
Only smoking never sell 
Seventeen wit a dream 
I ain't out here busting shells
Bitch I'm clean listerine 
Got no groupie got a Belle
HEY catch us on the tracks
Hit the plug for the gas we got 30 for the rack
I've been sad I've been mad I've been thinkin bout the past
But fuck all of that cuz my boys just copped a pack 
Stews wit my crew why you acting like we know you
Kooks thought you knew getting high we on the moon boo
Fourteen and two, we the clique we off the goose woo
Don't like bitches that can hula hoop a fruit loop
Fo sho, that's how it go
White Bitch on me and I ain't talking bout the yeyo
Stole her from you cuz she think yo ass is feyo
betta lay low, you a fake tho, don't pull up on me you don't wanna catch this blade tho

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yung xenomorph - waylon jennings touched my soul (prod. cee6)

yung xenomorph - thirty bud lights in my cooler (prod. aeszetik)

produced by https://soundcloud.com/c-lea-r
I wright when I'm tipsy
This whiskey right wit me
I'm feeling like Hemingway 
Soul of a gypsy 
I know that I'm distant 
My eyes are red everyday 
Don't cry for me baby
I do this shit daily 
 the lights will be shinning
I'll sell out the garden 
be balling like Harden
These fan girls be crying 
For now I'm just patient
I'm locked in my basement
Bad birches sexting 
Trapped in my mental
Want gold in my dental
No time for the stressing
I throw up these words
From the depths of my belly
My love's parasitic 
It brings out the worst 
From the demons within me 
I'm my worst critic

Still yung and depressed
Got pain my chest 
That shit hasn't left 
Smoke a pack for the stress
Still trynna flex
On my motherfucking ex
Grinding for the check
Can't you see that I'm next 

Not materialistic but I need a fucking benz
Posted in yo city blowing up a couple bands 
Never egotistic but one day I'll be the man
Posted up on stage my lyrics coming from my fans

rudy hass

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