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it’s a
quarter past three, normal if you ask me
i’m here to cash my thoughts so i can go home in a taxi
it’s bad dreams seepin in my thoughts become reality
a foul scene leakin like a faucet out the valve peice
paint my words here so i can scribble on blank slates
fainting heard dear you got biblical saint traits 
take names
like investments if i get to the top
so the payout will be better than mentioned, you never rot

what is knowledge if knowledge ain’t never shared
i would go to college if being scholar was fair
but it’s all there
start of the fall stare
the round of applause care
less than a bald man with ball hair
salt to rub in the wounds of soon troops
i think of america when i’m taking a huge 
tsu tsu steada the tools, it’s more damage
unless i’m off the woo hoo don’t know how i’d be standin
soft landing
you pick if you crash or burn
just do me a last solid and throw some gas in my urn
i’m passin my turn
to the select few who never learn
burden burning on my shoulder
stirring currents as i get older

salt wounds (p. thxalex)

Ghost In My Bed (It's All In My Head)

CrowOfaThousand

HORNS WEIGH MORE THAN THE HALO (GRIEF)

Ride With Me

Deceiver (prod. $e7en)

Venting through my mind, if you don’t get it, you haven’t searched yourself enough🤦
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I don’t think I’m anybody special but people always love to put me on this pedestal and then say they’re above me, or try to control my life and/ or fuck it up behind my back. Truth is you’re unhappy with your own life. 
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Here are the lyrics for those that need them so you don’t put YOUR words in MY mouth :) 
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Mostly freestyle w some more thought put into it after <3 

[LYRICS]

Sick of being tired
And I’m tired of being sick
Maybe this time 
I’ll cut open both my wrists
Ain’t time to hang
You can watch my blooddripp

Burn me at the stake 
like a witch
Watch me switch 
Now

Baby i
Wanna 
Die
If you me too,
I can try
Maybe I 
can never make a change
Maybe it’s the same life
Maybe I’m deranged

Baby i
Wanna 
Die
If you me to
I can try
Maybe it’s this life
Maybe I’m deranged 
If you want me to
Baby I can change

Call me lil peep
Cause you can’t take a peak
Inside of my mind 
When you don’t ever speak 
half the time 
on the matters 
That train your brain patterns 
Let us stop for a second 
And watch the tears drop

I just wanna know when this hell is gunna stop
The feeling inside is like heavens gonna drop
Watch how I die
then my shit is gonna pop
Watch what you say 
Before you let off gunshots

Baby I
Wanna 
Die
If you me too,
I can try
Maybe I 
can never make a change
Maybe it’s the same life
Maybe I’m deranged

Baby I
Wanna 
Die
If you me to
I can try
Maybe it’s this life
Maybe I’m deranged 
If you want me to
Baby I can change x2

Ty for listening <3

maybe i'm deranged - blooddripp

👻👀

(Prod.by REQUIEM CULT)

COVER ART:Leatherface

@Globalsrecords

Ghost (prod.by REQUIEM CULT)

8 after 8 - FluffyBunny

....terminology for shaped-charge warheads is high-explosive anti-tank (HEAT) warhead. HEAT warheads are frequently used in anti-tank guided missiles, unguided rockets, gun-fired projectiles, rifle grenades, land mines, bomblets, torpedoes, and various other weapons.
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apparition, bell tolls, oxy-cotin, redbull
spell book, psychedelics keep my head full
black metal band shirt, yeah you're too close
molotovs and shotguns so where the fools go

lead mouthwash, copper stomp on caltrops
blade back off, unabomber workshop
sippin' cure, just to turn my fuckin' nerves off
make you hurt, what's the word letting rounds off.

your shawty aint with me i hope she rest in peace
bloody car seats, bodies in apartments
feelin' awesome, problem solver jeffery dahmer
body horror, bomb vest like a soldier
don't ignore it,
screaming in the fucking forest
clip enormous, shawty show me where the gore is
four horses, yeah you know we stay pouring
till the morning, iv bag filled with morphine

box cutter, blades glisten, pay phone ringing
voices told me that, smoking gas, light a match
shotgun on my lap, dug a grave around the back
drugs insomniac, inside the cut till i collapse
ammunition stacked, come and grab the fuckin tax
lil syrup, battle plans written on the map
pakistan, aks, next to the razor blades
smoking loud, holding on to a hand grenade

HEAT [prod. flxrixn]

STASH (p. splurcetti)

https://youtu.be/qRN0Y7lfQx0?si=CRN2ijpTnuvz2Qf0

salt wounds (p. thxalex)

sativa

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