Lyrics:

Nothing gets better and-
Nothing gets worse
For the few loved ones left
I'm just tryna keep myself out a hearse

But, fuck man even just thinking hurts
I look in the mirror and see- no I KNOW the worst
Got less value than dirt

I WISH I COULD JUST CHOP THIS COCK OFF OF ME
I FEEL MORE HOLLOW THAN MY SODOMY
SOMEBODY PLEASE JUST GET THIS HURT OUT OF ME

I WAS A FUCKING IDIOT TO THINK SOMEONE COULD LOVE ME
THAT SOMEONE COULD ACTUALLY TOUCH ME
WITHOUT TURNING TO DUST RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME

psychosomatic symptoms
 of vicious cycles and wishbones
I broke em but where'd they go

Promises buried in snow
Their carcasses frozen cold
I miss you I hope you know

I was just a kid always thinkin of better days
It didn't matter what nay sayers kept sprayin
I fuckin hated it

Nothing really has changed 
Just cruel twists to the same fate
Just wanna say that I made it
To someone who'll maybe stay 

Man I fucking hate me
Its what every line I write's about I mean it
Every moment I'm feelin time-
slip all these homies switch
and I don't blame em

Fuck a rap game 
Just tryin not to bring my people shame
Every time this shit goes the god damn same
I'm the only one to blame is there nothing left to save

FUCK OKAY IM

SAD NOW AND SAD FOREVER
FUCK GETTING BETTER
I WAKE UP THE NEXT DAY 
AND THE SKY- IS STILL GONNA BE GREY

I'LL TRY TO PAVE THE WAY FOR THE WORTHLESS
TO MAYBE ONE DAY JUST HURT LESS
EVERY NIGHT ASKIN MYSELF 
IF I REALLY DESERVE THIS 

Fuck a verse
Sometimes I wish time would flow in reverse
So I could fuck shit up only half as much
Every second without touch an eternity

I tell myself I'm learning but I dont know
Is it more blind hope or is it just my way to cope?
Its the same shit
Graspin broken straws tryin not to quit

Im sick
And I mean really, really sick
Not sayin it to be quirky
THE OTHER NIGHT I SWEAR THAT I WAS SEEING SHIT

I FUCK UP EVERYTHING I GET
BUT I'D DO IT ALL AGAIN
IF I NEVER HAD TO FEEL THIS SHIT
THEN DID I REALLY LIVE?

I DON'T KNOW WHERE TO GO
LOWER THAN LOW 
LIKE A SNAIL, SLOW
THIS PACE STILL TOO FAST THO
IM MOVING BUT THERES NO MOTION

GETTIN HARDER AND HARDER TO GRASP THESE EMOTIONS
I'D POUND POTIONS AND POTIONS HOPING THEY'D KEEP ME FROM GROWING
FEELIN LIKE PETER PAN IN THE MOMENT 

psychosomatic symptoms
 of vicious cycles and wishbones
I broke em but where'd they go

Promises buried in snow
Their carcasses frozen cold
I miss you I hope you know

WACKED OUT CRACKER GO BLACK JACK
I NEED SMACK
WAS FOURTEEN ON MY FLOOR HAVIN HEART ATTACKS
FUCK A CADILLAC 

TOOK BOUT A HUNDRED MORE TIMES TO GET OFF OF THAT
BARELY CAME BACK
NIGH-EMPTY PLATTER WORLD LEFT ALL SHATTERED
I ONLY WANTED TO MATTER

I was just a kid always thinkin of better days
It didn't matter what nay sayers kept sprayin
I fuckin hated it

Nothing really has changed 
Just cruel twists to the same fate
Just wanna say that I made it
To someone who'll maybe stay 

Man I fucking hate me
Its what every line I write's about I mean it
Every moment I'm feelin time-
slip all these homies switch
and I don't blame em

Fuck a rap game 
Just tryin not to bring my people shame
Every time this shit goes the god damn same
I'm the only one to blame is there nothing left to save

FUCK OKAY IM

SAD NOW AND SAD FOREVER
FUCK GETTING BETTER
I WAKE UP THE NEXT DAY 
AND THE SKY- IS STILL GONNA BE GREY

I'LL TRY TO PAVE THE WAY FOR THE WORTHLESS
TO MAYBE ONE DAY JUST HURT LESS
EVERY NIGHT ASKIN MYSELF 
IF I REALLY DESERVE THIS 

I was just a kid always thinkin of better days
It didn't matter what nay sayers kept sprayin
I fuckin hated it

Nothing really has changed 
Just cruel twists to the same fate
Just wanna say that I made it
To someone who'll maybe stay

SaD: FOREVER

Weird emo noise rap go brrr

((LYRICS))

I'm sorry

I'm sorry to always make it about me
I'm bouta be a statistic
If shit don't start getting different

I'm sick of it
Gettin harder to live with it
Man this just aint livin
Don't matter where, I'm not fittin in

 I'm

Banking in single digits
Like basic fucking addition
No fixing starving musicians
I need a fix but which addiction?

Pitiful existence 
of cynicism and medicine
A self made prison of visions
I bash my head against

BREA-THING! WALLS! SO TALL!
WHERES THE TOP
IM
IM STUCK AT THE BOTTOM

AND

ME AND ME
JUST CANT SEEM TO EVER AGREE
CANT FEEL THE GROUND 
BENEATH MY FEET AND NOW I

STILL CANT
CANT SHAKE THE GRIP OF THESE PAIN MEDS
FEEL BRAINDEAD
WORDS THAT I'VE SAID BURN LIKE LEAD

I HEAR THEM RING INSIDE MY HEAD
WITH THE PRESSURE OF STACKING FEATHERS
TILL THEY GO MAYWEATHER
THE AMPHETAMINES OUTA ME LET ME SLEEP I NEED IT

SO PITIFUL, CYNICAL JUST TO FIX ME 
ITS GONNA TAKE A MIRACLE
UNBEATABLE MENTAL ILLNESS GOIN SPIRITUAL
THIS HEARING FULL 
OF SIN RIDDLED
ONLY-SEEIN-UNFORGIVABLE INDIVIDUALS
GRADUAL RESIDUALS FROM WEARING CLOTHES
KEEP ON DIGGING HOLES

I DONT KNOW WHAT IM MISSIN BUT ITS GONE
FOR SO LONG I'VE LONGED TO BE MORE THAN JUST THE SPAWN OF TWO BROKEN PEOPLE
SCREAMING FROM THE BOTTOM OF SHEEP'S STEEPLES OF MAN'S EVILS
FOR JUST A CHANCE TO BELONG

Now sob song singing's what ive finally come to
I've always been too dumb to do anything else I wanna do
No matter how hard I try not to
I always lose the things that once pushed me to move
I'm always losin, yuh

Waste of space
turnin my brain to a paste laced with K2 
I'm tryin to make due
Mirror, who are you?

Its hard to hate the people that made you
Afraid to 
Admit it after after treated that way 
By who that bathed you

Or- something I don't know...
You're tryna make dough
I'm just tryna cope bro where you at?
You're all cap

At the way back
Back of the math class, poppin heart attacks
Surrounded by the shit that I lack
Fuck your racks

BREA-THING! WALLS! SO TALL!
WHERES THE TOP
IM
IM STUCK AT THE BOTTOM

AND

ME AND ME
JUST CANT SEEM TO EVER AGREE
CANT FEEL THE GROUND 
BENEATH MY FEET AND NOW I

STILL CANT
CANT SHAKE THE GRIP OF THESE PAIN MEDS
FEEL BRAINDEAD
WORDS THAT I'VE SAID BURN LIKE LEAD

I HEAR THEM RING INSIDE MY HEAD
WITH THE PRESSURE OF STACKING FEATHERS
TILL THEY GO MAYWEATHER
THE AMPHETAMINES OUTA ME LET ME SLEEP I NEED IT

SO PITIFUL, CYNICAL JUST TO FIX ME 
ITS GONNA TAKE A MIRACLE
UNBEATABLE MENTAL ILLNESS GOIN SPIRITUAL
THIS HEARING FULL 
OF SIN RIDDLED
ONLY-SEEIN-UNFORGIVABLE INDIVIDUALS
GRADUAL RESIDUALS FROM WEARING CLOTHES
KEEP ON DIGGING HOLES

So Pitiful, Aren't We?

Everything I have been working on after this has had a huge jump in quality yippee. The crusty shitty poop ass bits compliment the crusty vibe tho kinda so it is what it is :3

Lyrics:



Insistent distance in business
I'm tryna make me a livin
Im barely movin in inches
My music gon make you bitchless

Meaningless oppositions
The tv is willin division
I'm getting lost in the vision
Gettin sick of wishful thinkin

EVERYTHING GOT WORSE TODAY
BEEN ON THAT TEDDY K 
GET UP AND SELL YOUR SOUL TO GET PAID
ALL YOUR BILLS ARE LATE

I GOT VODKA UP IN MY MINUTE MAID
IMA HEAD IN LATE
GOT DXM UP IN MY NASAL SPRAY
LIKE QUICK SAVE

How about you stop tryna a punk
And start being and individual

All you black sheep are still sheep
Get the fuck out your box and live a little

You people too easily divisible

Man your

Faker than your bitch and her fake tits
And makeup
At least I know I'm no better
A cracka always been caked up

I take an eigth to the face like its mace
Eat a motherfucker of the K
Okay okay

I'll be replaced by thei ai
Not okay right?  
I'm out of sight
Movin on, next day like

AY

LIKE AY 

I GOT NOTHIN IN THE BANK
I GOT SOME TUSSIN IN THE TANK
DERANGED, SCRAPIN FOR CHANGE
LIKE WHERE THE LAMES AT

MAMIN EM INSANE
I'M FERAL LIKE MANGE
CHANGE? FUCKBOY I DONT PLAY
I BEEN DRINKING RAZOR BLADES

Everybody different nobody can be indifferent
The truth is hard to swallow like cinnamon
All you ignorant
Spend miniscule minutes in last dinners just sinnin
Admitt it nigga just quit it the world keeps on spinning yuh

Insistent distance in business
I'm tryna make me a livin
Im barely movin in inches
My music gon make you bitchless

Meaningless oppositions
The tv is willin division
I'm getting lost in the vision
Gettin sick of wishful thinkin

EVERYTHING GOT WORSE TODAY
BEEN ON THAT TEDDY K 
GET UP AND SELL YOUR SOUL TO GET PAID
ALL YOUR BILLS ARE LATE

I GOT VODKA UP IN MY MINUTE MAID
IMA HEAD IN LATE
GOT DXM UP IN MY NASAL SPRAY
LIKE QUICK SAVE

How about you stop tryna a punk
And start being and individual

All you black sheep are still sheep
Get the fuck out your box and live a little

You people too easily divisible

TEDDY K

Mindblowing how hard this mf tries to prove he's things that he absolutely is not and how bad he is at hiding his insecurities about it all.

I been a Drake hater for fucking ever so this shit was my fucking calling man. Had a lot of fun doing this and wanted to take it as an opportunity to really practice some stuff before my more serious projects that are frankly way better than my previous ones start dropping ^-^

I really fw a lot of the bars in the second verse particularly

Lyrics: 

Creativity's dead and you the proof

You aint doin music you doin statistics
You know its true
Fragile ego in black and blue
Man I'm better than you, with just song or two

There aint no "rightful wife" you dont own her dude
Of course I'd have to explain that to you too
I might be a nobody but who are you, uh
I been waiting for this like you and you know who, oo

Like 

Whens the last time you met a Drake fan?
Tell me man, whens the last time you really had a fam?
Fuck your bands
Nigga just admit what you are, and cop a van
Take it from a fag I know who just aint a man when I see em, yeah

((Second verse))

Whatever I say won't match your own thoughts
Just watch
-silence-
Quit tryna be what your not
A lot

Connect the dots
Just stop

In 2015 you dropped-
Off, You make pop
Your list a problems got you at the top

Your last projects all flopped
And Pusha had to give your child a father
Before you just couldn't bother, damn

How about you hit up Fantanto again
And cry him a river I'm sure he'll listen
I'm kiddin 
And you into kids

Aha
Only thing you
On top
Of

Is them
What fuckin listings you get on again?
Not just the bilboards I bet man

You are, AI, don't lie
You aint, that guy

I don't, know why
You climbed so high
Your dry

Your mind, declined
With time, you couldn't buy
yourself a smile

In tiles your blunders would stretch for miles

Used to make me laugh
And now you just make me sad
You only comin at Kendrick 
cuz he got what you wish you had

Respect and attention
Gettin defensive
Bout time that you learned a lesson

That last response was a mess
And that slave line was ass

In the past youve said shit in bad taste
But damn that was somethin else man
Go fucking colonize a land mass

BBL DRIZZY

No skill, no talent, no mindset, nothing but 100% raw, unfiltered mental illness. If even someone like me can make something of themselves regardless of how small, insignificant, futile, or grotesque it may be, anybody can.

Cringe emo femboy that makes noisy experimental indie emo rap... whatever the fuck this is. Part of the CotN collective, we new as fuck and barely have shit out though.

SaD:

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