Wasted Forever

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Is It Emo Yet? A Collection Of Unreleased Songs

Olds Songs +Alchemy

Dipper On MeProdSav182)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VtdahqLPkFk
Beat produced by sav182
Lyrics

Black sheep of my family everybody knows i've done that  dirt,
I go hard for my music cunt i keep a blade tucked for them rappers if they wanna start shit when im out with missus our grind is different i wear a cradle shirt with my maxxies all these cunts give me evil eye i'll slap man down with a hatchet you should not test i got a shank and im ready to fuck you up i aint popping no pills im just sipping on lean boy im all about me edith cowens thats the bitch on the back of the fifty dollar note incase you cunts didn't know,
Goth boy bumping black metal smoking my mali i do not beed no friends bunch of dogs anyway little boys they aint men,
Fuck my ends everyone is a gronk,
Cunts  walking round with gold chains they aint pay for they just get em for christmas never had shit but a slit wrist and a thick bitch and big bag with them dank budz,.
Im sick of pouring ricky in my cup im anti social i can't talk to people its to fucking stressful i got shadow people living in my brain i aint slept in fucking days i've running through this maze tripping over cause im blazzed,

Dead mans shoes you bring the acid and i'll bring the noose this is for all of the hours i hated myself cuts on my wrist i've been living in hell,
I was walking home i was blown of my course like odysseus drawn by the sound of the sirens deceitful beauty these roads dont love me Bipolar  junkie came up from nothing,

I will not stop till im on top so fuck these flops i do not rap to blow up lad i hate this scene they sleept on me 50 thousand streams on my soundcloud i know they hear me now shout out to the dudes ripping billies to my tunes i was broke sniffing glue now im always smoking strain sipping strawberry lemonade praying for a better way i hope they do not lock in a cage i was really in the valley with a blade i was trapping whole days out the front of ceno mate i feel sorry for that bloke that i dipped i was a fucking little shit shouldn't have done the things i did,

Dead Mans Shoes(Prod Sav182)MUSIC VIDEO LINK IN DESCRIPTION

Funeral Song(Prod Sav182)

Attila The Hun(Prod Sav182)

Prod Sav182

still on the 'obo' so if you misheard the lyrics dont get butt hurt i cant put the lyrics up so im gonna say this once the bar is 'pose as an underage girl' just for the record.

Depressed &Ashamed(Prod Sav182)

Sorrow & Grief(Prod Sav182)

its walking round the town with a big dip not dick

Pictish

Try To Feel Better Featuring Killtravis(prod sav182)

Marshall Street

My Mother Told Me Vikings Remix(Prod WhiteEyez Beats)

Pull Up In That Ford  Like(Prodsav182)

this song is about my damaged relationship with my mother due to shared trauma and sexual abuse this song is also about my obsession with alexander the great

Alexander And Olympius

Longlive Soundcloud Featuring Astromane

Nothings Ever Easy For me

Rentboys

Bikes And Knives

Kali Yuga(Prod Sav182)

7days 7 Nights ft Killtravis and Gothkunt

9 Nights

Loose Lips And A Noose Made For Two

Oldmate

Produced by https://soundcloud.com/yunggatorbeats
mixxed by sav182
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ivan_the_Terrible

lyrics

heroin is the all the rage,
locked inside my mental cage,
bags of weed can’t cure my anxiety,
whats wrong with me im begging doc sedate me please,
banging my head on the floor like I’m Ivan The Terrible,
this is unbearable faded off serequel this is my burial,
get off your pedestal i need some chemicals,
yes im still skeptical call me hysterical,
the choices i have made will lead me to my grave,

in your hood smoking gas bitch you all fucking talk bitch,
catch me blowing dope bruh tryna get on cause im sick,,
you should stay away now,
packing up a cone now,
blazing till my lungs rot,
i don’t ever wanna stop,
i’ve been on the block,
im a junkie not a dealer,
im a scum bag puffing on my ciggie bruh,
and it took it to far like i always do,
and it took it to far like i always do,


tell me where you think you get off with this,
empty rikadeine bottles on my floor,
empty person in my bed,
she’s stuck in my head like a bad song,
don’t get me wrong i’m only numb cause the pain is to much to take drive a stake through my heart,
then separate the books on the shelf and tear me apart,
she was right from the start,
i would only break her heart,

silhouettes and cigarettes,
smoke dances on the wall,
hell hounds in my living room,
i cannot cope with this,

💞Ivan The Terrible💞(Prod YUNGGATOR)

prod https://soundcloud.com/yunggatorbeats
featuring https://soundcloud.com/semiuwu

lyrics
and all along i thought i knew what was best for me and you,
guess i don’t,
i waste away inside this room no matter how far i come i’ll  always the same old junkie scum,
i’ve been tryna buy a gun to kill my fathers only son,
yesterday i felt so numb i watched the time pass by all day,
i won’t complain im doing fine,
every now and then you cross my mind,
but you crossed the line and now its payback time,

dirt road blues stones in my shoes,
pocket full of pills i don’t wanna feel,
faded on the walk home,
stumbling tryna get there,
drunken piece of shit grooving through the night,
dirt road blues stones in my shoes,
i just saw the plug got pockets full of bud,
faded on the walk home,
stumbling tryna get there,
drunken piece of shit grooving through the night,

when the lights turn on night see your eyes in the light yeah they shine so bright,
when the lights turn on night see your eyes in the light yeah they shine so bright,
when i saw that look in your eye yeah i knew it was the devil in disguise,
baby i stay getting high,
baby your my ride or die, 

and all along i thought i knew what was best for me and you,
guess i don’t,
i waste away inside this room no matter how far i come i’ll  always the same old junkie scum,
the same old junkie scum,

dirt road blues stones in my shoes,
pocket full of pills i don’t wanna feel,
faded on the walk home,
stumbling tryna get there,
drunken piece of shit grooving through the night,
dirt road blues stones in my shoes,
i just saw the plug got pockets full of bud,
faded on the walk home,
stumbling tryna get there,
drunken piece of shit grooving through the night,

and all along i thought i knew what was best for me and you,
guess i don’t,

Junkie Scum Featuring Semi XO(Prod YUNGGATOR)

Beat Produced by https://soundcloud.com/yunggatorbeats

Lyrics

overdosing every night she don’t wanna see me like this,
bloodshot eyes and broken teeth,
in the dark i creep with a blade no cap,
pull up to your trap with a baseball bat,

yo im really with my shit and i’ve hit a couple stains,
yeah im off the blue ones and the pink ones and the yellow ones,
im on so many pills that i cannot pay my bills,
what you know about a struggle i came up from dirt and rubble,
yeah i’ve always been in trouble tryna double up my money but im nothing but a junkie i don’t even think she love me,
if you listen to my shit you the reason that the razor staying offa my wrist,

passed out sipping lean last night,
i’ve got no alibi,
passed out sipping lean last night,
i’ve got no alibi,

and i don’t know if i should leave,
and i don’t know if i should leave you,

overdosing every night she don’t wanna see me like this,
bloodshot eyes and broken teeth,
in the dark i creep with a blade no cap,
pull up to your trap with a baseball bat,

i keep a hatchet in the bed right next to me,
catch it in the head if try you step to me,
shawty got that chelsea smile she aint been home for a while,
so she’s calling up her mother asking her to wire her money,
i don’t know if i can hack it i feel like I’m jesse pink man cause I’m higher than the ceiling and i cannot shake this feeling yuh,
and i cannot shake this feeling yuh,
i like to keep her in the bed right next to me,
got the liquor and the drugs right next to me,
this room could be my tomb for all i care we could both die here,

and i don’t know if i should leave,
and i don’t know if i should leave you,

No Cap(Prod YUNGGATOR)

Lyrics


aye aye yeah i still don’t give a fuck about that,

still broke as a joke puffing bong smoke,
i loose my stress with every cone i set alight,
im not sleeping at night cunt im 25 i should be better than this,
you had the silver spoon i had the plastic ones,
we had  it pretty good after mum she moved us outta that house,
i love you mumma and im sorry that you had to get a dog to keep him out,
i wish i was strong enough to rest you from harm i aint got the belt around my fucking arm and i aint smoked ice since 2015,
im puffing all greens and popping downers i’ve been gone for hours watching youtube going down the hole yo the devil got my soul and he’s never letting go,
bowl after bowl cone after cone,
yo i’ve lost control,
guess i reap what i sow,
popping pills for thrills,
im depressed as fuck,
rusted lungs and no bank funds,
thinking bout buying a hand gun,
i lost the fucking plot hitting stains for the crop,
fucking with me you getting dropped,
yeah i hustle in the trap flip my pack then i spend it,
bitch i am so independent,
mumma told me keep it slow don’t locked with them ops,
bout time all my homies show me some respect,
i’ve been leaning off the ricky lake all these fuckboy rappers fake,
cut throat on the edge of the knife cherry sprite with the ice,
catch me outside imma run through you like i am cavlary,
don’t you understand im the ricky gut god fucking wlying out gang shit always going south,
pretty boy big mouth,
one day someones gonna knock me,
its a self fulfilling prophecy,
imma turn the 679 to the 666 imma slit your fucking wrist with an axe and let you bleed out,
I’m not sane you don’t know what game you playing all these gronk cunts I’m slaying telling me that i can’t rap whenI’m the best in this hood cunt,
wish you fucking could  i’ve been on the hunt for some drugs bruv sick of running up on plugs i’ve been tryna get my buzz,
rikadeine in my cup and I’m feeling kinda fucked,
I’m a bully like I’m nelson muntz i keep a blade to shiv my ops 
always fucking up and now i got my troubles with cops,
i’ll get locked up if i keep living like this I’m prone to violence i can’t stand this mother fucking silence its not science i be fucking wired I’m a shit cunt always doing shifty shit wish that i could break this cycle but i will not read the bible rather tote a fucking rifle on the roof till they send the swat team i aint going out easy ya’ll boys spit chessey 
i’ve been smoking green g I’m the toughest fucking rapper in the 379,
run it back,

in the trap whipping 6 you a bitch lad,
run up on me imma hit you with the blade,
you can catch my fade ufc style I’m the beast in the east and i really need to eat so with my blade i creep in the dark,
don’t walk through the park you get murked bruh,
I’m drilling hard we gonna end up on worldstar,
only faggots hanging out at lilydale station,
ya’ll sound basic you some dumb pricks i don’t tick drugs no more i hit rorts,
i’ve been wearing these same old addias shorts for days,
i just blew all me pay nothing but another broke eshay trying to get on,
you fucking with the wrong cunt you getting fucking robbed,
I’m smoking beuges off the drugs i’ve done a few you should see the fucking view shroom season coming up so you know I’m blessing up filling up another double cup i don’t wanna do a Mac Miller gotta make it to my mothers for that sunday dinner,
i’ve got the flows people hit me up and let me know,
i promise this year i’ll play a show,
promise this year i’ll be fucking on your hoe,
catch me in the freshest clothes sparking up another cone,
i’ve been doing this music shit for 10 years,
spent the last 4 trapping spent the last 2 rapping,
straight up no cap yuh,

yeah i still don’t give a fuck about that,
yeah i still don’t give a fuck about that,
yeah i still don’t give a fuck about that,
shawty throw it back shawty throw it back now.

whoa oh.

Still Don't Give A Fuck Aussie Remix-Eminem Remix

produced by 
https://soundcloud.com/yunggatorbeats
 Lyrics

wine and pills,
I’m breaking out cold chills,
wine and pills,
i don’t get a thrill from nothing,
like wine and pills,
like wine and pills,

sleeping outside with the rain on the couch,
you talking shit you get punched in the mouth,
i cannot believe this i commit treason i got my reasons,
you left me bleeding,
you aint my brother,
I’m up now but i’ll be back in the gutter soon,
benzo soup shooting out the coup,
i don’t love myself enough to care,
all of this shit that we’ve been through,
what the fuck is going on lately you’ve been like a ghost,
i’ve been trapping on the road i don’t hang with no gang fuck it my homies they fake and they phoney,
playing drug dealers when they got day jobs and other options i got nothing but flipping this bag for $250 a week,
its not even worth i eat,
hitting rorts on these cunts so i got cash to spend on my clothes,
i got really fresh flows you aint in the fucking know,
i aint tryna be something i aint,
never claimed that i was rich I’m a bipolar mess and I’m off of my meds again 
yuh,
on the sesh again,
centrelink blues,
you don’t my struggle unless you walking in my shoes,
i remember having nothing to eat in the cupboard but mouldy bread and couple spreads outta date,
fucked off my face and the shops are all shut,
I’m stuck in a rut i aint sleeping at night,
nothing is gonna be alright,
nothing is gonna be alright,

wine and pills,
I’m breaking out cold chills,
wine and pills,
i don’t get a thrill from nothing,
like wine and pills,
like wine and pills,

i learnt math from selling drugs and playing guitar,
the education system failed me I’m a star,
i don’t wanna i don’t wanna you can’t make me go,
i don’t wanna i don’t wanna you can’t make me go,

wine and pills,
I’m breaking out cold chills,
wine and pills,
i don’t get a thrill from nothing,
like wine and pills,
like wine and pills,

Wine & Pills (Prod Yunggator

beat produced by https://soundcloud.com/yunggatorbeats

lyrics

she calling up my phone but she know its disconnected,
all these drugs got me hella depressed lad,
i can’t handle my addiction,
i’ve been on the sesh i go harder than the rest,
in my hood i am so blessed,
she calling up my phone but she know its disconnected,
all these drugs got me hella depressed lad,
i can’t handle my addiction,
i’ve been on the sesh i go harder than the rest,
in my hood i am so blessed,

bladed up like a spartan if it be shit that you starting i’ll send you darting off i’ll come for your family like they Romanovs and I’m a peasant that hasn’t eaten in a month,
running through shit just to get my hit you a kid what you know about this and holding a slit wrist so you don’t bleed on the carpet,
rappers round my way acting like they lil peep but they really some creeps,
bro i keep a stack hoe yeah i trap on the down low spending dough on clothes and getting neck from hoes,
but i still feel depressed though nothing can lesson this pain,
wish i could go back and not rail pills in the bathroom at box hill tafe,
guess I’m just a fucked cunt i aint proud of the shit that i’ve done robbing cunts at knifepoint aint fun,
we don’t trap with no guns,
if it wasn’t for semi and all his support i would have took down my tracks thats facts,
most of you cunts you can’t fucking rap you a little rat you aint ever flipped a pack,
talking shit then i pull up we can get cracking lad bring ya dad i’ll stab that cunt too,
3100 i be repping for my postcode from 314 where the coppers waging war against the poor to 379 where everybody selling dimes and everybody smoking ice,

and i’ve been tryna take things slow,
and i’ve been tryna take things slow,

she calling up my phone but she know its disconnected,
all these drugs got me hella depressed lad,
i can’t handle my addiction,
i’ve been on the sesh i go harder than the rest,
in my hood i am so blessed,
she calling up my phone but she know its disconnected,
all these drugs got me hella depressed lad,
i can’t handle my addiction,
i’ve been on the sesh i go harder than the rest,
in my hood i am so blessed,

Disconnected (Prod Yunggator)

prod Yunggator 
https://soundcloud.com/yunggatorbeats

Suss Cunt (Prod Yunggator)

featuring unknown trip
https://soundcloud.com/unknowntrip

prod yunggator
https://soundcloud.com/yunggatorbeats

Trotsky Featuring UnknownTrip (Prod Yunggator)

written and performed by @sav182

produced, mixed and mastered, and artwork by me

stuck w/ savage182

Beat Produced by Yunggator
https://soundcloud.com/yunggatorbeats
Featuring 3Kes
https://soundcloud.com/dyingkes

Pop & Lock it Featuring 3KES(Prod Yunggator)

Beat produced by yunggator

https://soundcloud.com/yunggatorbeats

Wasted Forever🍷🍷🍷(Prod Yunggator)

beat produced by yunggator
https://soundcloud.com/yunggatorbeats

Vietcong (Prod Yunggator)

Real Bad(Prod XET)

prod yunggator
https://soundcloud.com/yunggatorbeats

3796(Prod Yunggator)

beat produced by sav182
lyrics

Luciferian fire I am the morning star the light bringing I get my kicks watching jerry springer just like everyone else,
A toast to your health fuck all my former friends I've been rotting in hell wrestling demons coup de gra from the top rope like finn balor I am the demon prince from the depths,
I ain't got no horns I've got a human face and I blend in with the crowd daddy aint proud but look at me now I refused to bow down,
I am the snake in the garden hung from the tree of the gnosis he does not want you to know this,
Bone of the father blood of a maytr black dog barking at me like I am the son of sam ashema deva I'll see you later,
Feel like im aleister Crowley honestly I dont fuck with these rappers, 
Fuck all my mates im cutting my ties all these pussies were stabbing my back now they mad that I kicked up lad,
Now they mad that I struck em back they ain't bad man they wont do that,
Fucked up my liver with lean I might just curl up and die watching my eyes turn black in the mirror,
Cross road demon she made me a deal I can have whatever want but in 10 years in hell hounds will collect my soul,
Cops they think I am  terrorist or serial killer that's why they hassle me and raid my home just leave me alone I aint hurting anyone,
they walked in my house and took the food right off of my plate just get out my face they breaking my door and trashing my place, 
Are they taking the piss just get out my shit why you needa look in my fridge trying to connect me to unsolved crimes tried to get my dna in a court order
But I fought that cause I aint guilty of shit lad this is harassment we used to live kings now its a famine inside of this house,
Guess I'll be cain you can able stone to the back of the skull,
While we bagging up work on the table,
I got voices in my head in just doing what they tell me to do.

Luciferian Fire(Prod Sav182)

produced by sav182
lyrics

There is no other god but me and my lord hadit,
Ra hoor kruit blood will stain my tomb again,
Im coming up from the depths light your candles say your chants burning sage in the fire place cleansing the evil away I've summoned terrible things in the house I see hell hounds in my peripherals they tryna drag me to death bahlasti ompehda, 
Babalon working im smoking serious ganja learning the art of the wand and ennocian magick bitch im untouchable I made a pact with the jinni I did not do it for fame I just want to know the truth how many times has it happened before blow it all up return to the stone age then blow it up again rome has fallen Hannibal is at the gates im in your shower like Norman bates,
Impaled on the twisted nails of faith,
Aye,
You cannot change your fate imma rearrange your face coins on your eyes like boondock saints,
Ted bundy with my arm in a sling can you help me load this in the car mans on road with a grimoire fuck what talk they aint really know about witchcraft he bought a replica elderwand I made mine from a fallen branch in rainstorm,
Imma magi with them black eyes i made a horocrux killed a mormon at the front door put half of my soul in my pet rat,
I've fallen like lucifer,
A thousand feet beneath the waves honestly I'll never change I'm still stuck in my ways I hear the devil inside of my brain he keeps telling me to to burn down churches mosques say a curse and then salt the earth,
Im woke like manly p hall smoking my dope like fuck you all I pop xannies in the mall shit was moving on the walls I think I've lived this before acid flashback watching xfiles I got the 7 kings of hell on my speed deal

Babalon Working(Prod Sav182)

produced by sav182
lyrics

I summon shax rolling around with a pack in my trackies,
I made his sigil with stones,
Divination with the bones of a goat solomon kane smoking away all my pain,
I was created from smokeless flame we are not the same he sold his soul to a demon but he dont know which one he sold it too,
Aers goetia in the dark of my room this is my tomb buried way down in the dirt with the jinn this is where magic begins 
I slit for wrist and I bleed for the goat Black magic in the dead of the night I bury curses outside his home,
Abrahadabra i pull right now with q stick and im spitting out Latin and greek they used to call me a freak they used to call me a geek, 
I was never like the rest of the sheep even as a kid I couldn't sleep up all night just reading my books about history 12 years old tryna uncover all the worlds mysteries,
Fuck about everything she ever said to me she a succubus an enemy I was road hunting dianic witches I spit in the face of the goddess and bind her to earth like a fallen angel turned to stone like she saw a baslilisk, 
Hit em with a wand sectumsepra severed forever you think you clever but my flow is better smoking on cheddar
Im a suss cunt forever and after I die I will return from the grave

I will return from the grave x 2

Shax(Prod Sav182)

prod by def beats
lyrics

Pray for plauges aint shit changed I'm still stuck in my ways again again these demons they just rape brain im trapped in a cycle of pain,
Im going insane baton the hatches its gonna rain,
Aye aye fuck what they say i be breaking my  chain's like Spartacus you wont make a slave,
Nah fuck that i wont do what they tell me to do,
I will never no kid's they wont suffer like i did so thats why they will never exist,
Im to deep in this shit me and my bitch got to many scars on our wrists coppers got me on watchlist like fuck this imma dipp now rip cunts apart if they talk shit i quit the trapping robbing but see me in public you can get cut like a steak carve a pentagram into his face hail satan filled with rage i took food of people's plates but they aint ever seen my face,
I am son of the morning never a new day dawning
All these cunts wanna sleep on me but i can do any genre doomsday is approaching  i be throwing up an ocean i quit sipping the potions I aint joking run up imma poke your body full of holes cause i aint got a fucking soul,
I've done shit im staying quiet bout so pussyboy dont run your mouth bitch im schizophrenic get this cunt a medic his flow is pathetic pray for plagues drown this world beneath the waves,
Ted bundy chop em up i got my tools like Dennis Reynolds i am golden god i don't need your jerk off circle pissing contest scene you a bunch of little queens you wont ever step to me.

Pray for plagues ain't shit changed

Spartacus [Prod DEFBEATS)

prod unknown instrumentals 
lyrics

So depressed that i couldn't give a fuck about you  cant sip lean cause my bitch watching she been tryna pull me put the potions i cant really focus i've been so fucked up lately 
no wonder she hate me i'm skitzn it daily and i aint doing anything but weed she dont understand why im always stressed but i see the jinn and they wont let me rest chopping up budz to forget when he crawled in my bed as a kid yo its fucked up man i don't wanna talk about it he on the run lucky mother fucker if i saw him on the street he'd be dead within a minute yo i put that on my mother if i see your mates imma slash em up caught one at the station 2014 and i spilled that flop cunts blood on the pavement,

Boy look i got issues and bigger problems than you i aint tryna start no beef but if you want smoke you can get some i aint ever gonna stop rapping no cap if i didn't spit bars i'd be dead i hear the devil inside of my head i saw the crow now I'm heading to vegas long nights spent down in lilydale hiding in bushes just urching on cunts brothers say they quit trap but they still flip packs had to get off road cause my soul hurt i was doing dirt since a youngin thought i was a rockstar fucked up the party mans used to kick it with shardies,

Now i be cutting my wrists and offering blood to the gods down below so don't hit my phone just leave me alone i've been tryna change my ways but these demons in my head just keep feeding the hate,
I cant escape from this pain guess i'll just live with the rage hell in a cell with the devil you not on my level just get on your bike you should peddle you dont wanna see me going PTSD schizophrenic loser with nothing to loose got a couple loose screws upstairs so I'm running with a Ramsey tyrna catch a demon in trap no cap yeah i study black magick run up on me the result will be tragic,

Hell In A Cell(Prod Unknown Instrumentals)

beat produced by sav182
featuring 
https://soundcloud.com/astromane
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leviathan
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uJv6kiuThfo

SAV182XASTROMANE-- LEVIATHAN PROD SAV182

i do not own this beat
beat produced by prodbyhoumi
lyrics
Back in the day smoking on jays come around bitch you poked with a steak knife i aint ever gonna playing nice with these flops try that shit you get stomped on the block whip up the pot im cooking beef with the the gravy most of these rappers is lazy they be on to many pills thinking they rockstars listen here cuz you dont wanna live life like that turning down jobs for a music career waiting and praying hoping that you gonna blow up this week but what the fuck you gonna eat cause rapping aint paying no bills the money i've made off my music trust me bro i cant even buy a fucking happy meal im still stuck in the traps
I smoke a bag and i dont even feel it fuck all these crackheads tryna start shit emo kid that can rap they've always hated me lad cause im better than them and im smarter kick you in the chest like this sparta honestly bro my flow go harder all of my ops they be crying thinking they tough but im laughing you aint really getting under my skin but clearly i've been getting under yours 

You dont wanna see me jump off the porch with a sword everybody wanna start shit cause i got a little bit of clout now,
 You dont really know about me little boy what cause i wasn't on shit back then poverty can turn a man into a monster but i never robbed no innocent's they all had it coming to em the only cunt i ever splashed up was a drunk old man from my past,
every singles days a struggle i aing taking no trips no more im been staying  out of trouble crawling my way out the rubble pussies be hating cause i burst their bubble why dont you go bash your missus and stay out my inbox i dont associate with no flops,
Fuck what you heard i was down for a year but now i be back on my shit i want some ice on my wrist i've been staying out the streets but someones been calling police when i catch who it was imma take off his hand with an axe no cap,

Lucille(prodbyhoumi)

there sits odins son on horseback he will avenge his father

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