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Sad sludge

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prod. @KEIFERGR33N

i just woke up
im gettin high today

hoe walk in
wait i gotta outside
and smoke this cig
its not that cold
and im not that old
but a bit gon wan know about 
a bone and tings

here hold on
hold this please
get me out my mind
lemme mold my dreams
everybody wanna get a hold of me
but im really feelin like
that was the older me

show to me
every mothafuckin reason
you approachin me

feel the warmth
gel on my tounge
lemme feel my soul

like ooof
wtf is this shit over here?
2 dollar bills yo bitches
finna disappear

get somethin real
yeah get someething real

this how i feel
u sold ya soul for that fuckand hundred dollar bill
fuck how u feel 
i keep it real
keep it creepin 
tis the season to be on pills
fuck how u feel

i keeps it uh
i keep on throwin up my meals
cant hang out wit myself
cause i dont know i deal

hate my mothafuckin self
thats why im gettin high
be that mothafucka finna overdose
and die

i just woke up
im gettin high today

im finna die today

SCUMBAG MEMOIRS (PROD. KEIFERGR33N)

prod. MANUEL
https://www.youtube.com/c/MANUEL11

i woke up and my eyes still closed
i get high w the breeze like oh
i get mines just to feed my soul
i snort them lines just to be my own

hoe where i wanna go my phone controls
into my doom i feel the pole
wanna shoot me i said lets go
what ion the fuck is u waitin foe?

2 dolla bills my mills on froze
bouta jump the buildin keep on feelin my soul
everything left right out for the moment
get it off me right back to the smokin

fuck it, wanna quit life just dump it
feelings my thoughts my shit keep bumpin
fill up my cup my bitch be buggin
slappin that stupid bitch in public

i woke up in a nice clean cell
i aint got money but i might see bail
if ya found semen drugged out bitches
straight feenin ina crime scene w
it might be scales

like fuck you, it aint not shit to dub you
everything left in my life cept trouble
all of this hardship, all of struggle
all this bullshit mixed wit a hustle

since 15 wanna kill myself
since 18 wanna feel that melt
6 years up on that bracelet bitch
this quarantine shit aint shit in hell

bitch im not movin
hearin that voice i stop choosin
peepin my hoist this crop boomin
yall on the same shit that the cops doin


this aint shit u used to bitch
i never been a clone
bitch i wanna die aint gettin sober
fuck a home

fuck that php bullshit im finna
split my dome
if they send me 2 the inpatient
these colors on my chrome

man dalas a benz popper
i flow slow but but i been rockin
no options cept a felony development
housing
im fuckin up w my spouses
and all my problems i drown it
in smokin dope bitch i found it
im hittin cigs at a fountain
lil bitch im homeless with valiums
im fuckin up my existence
till i envelop the shrouded

i keep on talkin to voices
but all my choices be clouded
and if u think u got it worse lil bitch
just check yo surroundings


i woke up and my eyes still closed
i get high w the breeze like oh
i get mines just to feed my soul
i snort them lines just to be my own

hoe where i wanna go my phone controls
into my doom i feel the pole
wanna shoot me i said lets go
what ion the fuck is u waitin foe?

2 dolla bills my mills on froze
bouta jump the buildin keep on feelin my soul
everything left right out for the moment
get it off me right back to the smokin

fuck it, wanna quit life just dump it
feelings my thoughts my shit keep bumpin
fill up my cup my bitch be buggin
slappin that stupid bitch in public

AWOKEN AND BROKEN AGAIN (PROD. MANUEL)

1st beat prod @therealprop
last 3 beats prod @zappbeats
ALBUM ART: @PLAINASSMUSIC
m/m @spyce-sakryn

you wanna live as the product?
consume all the bullshit
then bitchin about it?
yall fake moafuckas took the mission
right out it 
they be quick to post on twitter
they still livin around it

these my posts from the notepad 
they for myself
so i dont go crazy harassin the belt
cracker jacks neck snap cackle to hell
cause fuck everythang and every person 
that spills
some bullshit that theey prolly shoulda 
kept t o theyselves
in a world full of snitches
aint nobody could tell
whos real cause the next man
could seend u to jail
still 495 representin as scales

im collectin the wind shear the top of the ship
i aint tryna fuck no bitch in a oculus rift
i aint tryna be the top rank in none of yall games
drop mixtapes from hell i be runnin the flames

cause S to the C AL to the ES
free sex what i gave ya bitch
ion need less
whats up in ya pocket i be robbin?
guess its up to mee now bitch im only talkin
guess im in the darkness, guess its getting harder
i aint tryna turn up i wanna spend time with my father
fore he dies fuck it guess i gotta ride trumpets
hopefully i dont think about this shit while im humpin
my girl and die nuttin

cause you is the person that got you
theyll dig into your past
and feel good that they not you

you should hear me as i grow
sun gazer in the building
like im spiritual so.....

who want it?


yeah its moafuckin scales u done heard my shit
my bitch loud outta pocket ima serve the grip
i get high thats it u dont deserve this dick
now that ive rhymed bitch with shit and dick
youll never be a white boy who is pissed as this

i found out bad news i done punched my truck
i fuckin cried my eyes out to find a blunt
im fucked up, and i over react 
to bullshit that doesnt matter as a matter of fact
ive tried crack, and ive also fell out the map
no clips the backrooms done fill em with bad news
and mad jewels bitches wanna kick it but cash rules

theyll try to tell you that they dont react
so you stay stuck fuckin on that bitch like that
theyll try to sell you the dream of being up like a G
give u that false mentality they aint fuckin w me

i be passin yall blessings
give a fuck bout a gun or a basketball reference
give a fuck about a fitted or a lame team jersey
or a news article that keeps u up till 330

you could hear it in my bones
sun gazer in the buildin like im spiritual soul
i aint fuckin w these hoes 
wait i am got a garden and i spend that time alone



i dont really think abt that bitch no moe
im on 495 w a big 44
put a gun to my dome
fuck a bitch go home

ima alien dont talk to me dont want my woes

im on 495 wit a big 44 (various hyperpop yelling)

LIZARD TEETH 8 (PROD. PROP & ZAPPBEATS)

STREAM CRIMSON CREW VOL 3 NOW:
https://soundcloud.com/crimsoncrew666/crimson-crew-volume-3-full-stream

PROD. @scales495
album art: @plainassmusic

fuck every single person that i ever talked too
wehn im die finna yall wont be there so when i walk thru
prolly think its suttin light lil bitch im finna pop you
ha who prolly think no bitches in my top two

bitch i wanna die erryday nah ion think about 
all the fuckin shit that they  want u to fuckin think about
two na phone no interest not no bidness take a bigger route
biggest clout demons they aint got no shit like figured out

prolly think im onto somethin homie this aint nun new
prolly thinkin u be hittin women but who fuckin you?
you aint been thru nun lil bitch dont let me show u sum
u aint drop no money on his books when u was holdin one

I DONT FUCK WIT NOBODY MOST OF YALL ARE FUCKIN LAMES
TRYNA STEAL MY FUCKIN STYLE FUCK THE DRAMA AND THE FAME
TRYNA STEAL MY SONG TITLES, DONT KNOW IM FUCKED UP IN THE GAME
WHEN I REALLY ROBBED PEOPLE, SMACK A BITCH UP OUT HER BRAIN
 
FUCK EVERY... SINGLE....PERSON THAT IVE MET 
I AINT TALKIN BOUT YALL, THERE BE PEOPLE IN MY HEAD
AND THEY ALWAYS FUCKIN SCREAM TO ME YOUR BETTER OFF DEAD
DEAD BODY SENT MESSAGE GUESS ITS BETTER OFF READ

FUCK EVERY....SINGLE...THOUGHT THAT IVE HAD 
ONLY REASON IM STILL HERE IS CAUSE ITS ALL FOR MY DAD
ION LIKE MYSELF, IMA FIGHT MY SELF
FUCK THAT DUDE IN THE MIRROR HOPE HE LIKE THAT BELT

fuck every single person that i ever talked too
wehn im die finna yall wont be there so when i walk thru
prolly think its suttin light lil bitch im finna pop you
ha who prolly think no bitches in my top two

WHEN I WALK THRU (PROD. SCALE$)

music video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jU0u1yR0ryQ

PROD. @120SEVEN

CAME FOR THE BANK
WEIGH IT UP ON THE SCALE
HOE IM FAITHFULLY RANKED
GREAT TASTE SERVIN BASS
WHILE MY FACE IS A BLANK
STANK TANK FULLA DANK 
AYE BAE ISNT SAFE
YEAH HER PUSSY SO RATCHET
IT DONE CAME WIT A CLANK
IM OK WHERE IM AT 
ALL THESE FAKES IN A RACE
I AINT CALLIN THIS SHIT COMFORTABLE
I SAY WHAT I SAY
SPIN HIS BLOCK BEY BLADE 
DU DU CAME WIT A k

feelin like the master bitch im fuckin yoda
green skin im smokin broccoli i aint comin ova
yeah i serve that hot coke call it baking soda
they talk shit lowkey come and hate me closer

ion what they be sayin whats enunication
who gives a fuck when u got cash and a buncha hatred
all up in yo heart u aint gon fuckin make it 
same ones u call yo brothas u would go to state wit

put a price on his head
tell these hoe take a rest

THIS THE REAPPEARANCE OF A CURSED SOUL
WAKIN UP THE MORNING U AINT HEARD HOES
BOUTA GET THE WOODS I SMOKE LIKE BURNT TOAST
GETTIN FRIED AS I WANNA LOCKIN SERVE DOPE

DOG FOOD TO YO BABY MOMMA FOR A PRICE
SHE BEEN YOPPIN DROP THAT FETTY DAWG LIKE FUCK HER LIFE
CALL ME BRIAN DO MY LAUNDRY FORE I FUCK HIS WIFE
CLEAN CLOTHES BIG NUT SHE KNOW THE FUCKIN PRICE

CAME FOR THE BANK
WEIGH IT UP ON THE SCALE
HOE IM FAITHFULLY RANKED
GREAT TASTE SERVIN BASS
WHILE MY FACE IS A BLANK
STANK TANK FULLA DANK 
AYE BAE ISNT SAFE
YEAH HER PUSSY SO RATCHET
IT DONE CAME WIT A CLANK
IM OK WHERE IM AT 
ALL THESE FAKES IN A RACE
I AINT CALLIN THIS SHIT COMFORTABLE
I SAY WHAT I SAY
SPIN HIS BLOCK BEY BLADE 
DU DU CAME WIT A k

fuck love

Rapping About The Game Called Rust (prod. amore)

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