CXRX

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i could spend
hours looking at the moon
if my time doesn’t end too soon
i’ve been dreaming bout the deepest blue
baby girl you ain’t got no clue

we could lay for hours looking at the sky
if the pain doesn’t close my eyes
pop a couple xans baby we could fly
you know great minds always think alike

if you get cold, put your hands on my body
my body heat up your soul
when i’m faded alone
no i don’t wanna go home

keep my problems in mind 
when you listen to my voice 
when i cry
i know i gotta get better

i know i gotta get better

I KNOW I GOTTA GET BETTER [PROD. IDIO]

FEEL MY ENERGY

FEEL MY ENERGY [PROD. TAYLORJ & IDIO]

sat at the bar 
dreaming of you while i’m sat at the bar 
writing these bars 
look at the starts with me
you’re already too far 
for me to reach

you got in your car 
you did a  U turn passed the exit 
and laughed 

i wish i had friends
but instead, it was you that im after 

im a romantic martyr 

i’d kill for our hands to touch 
would you tell me of that’s too much 
too much now i’ve lost the clutch 
back to the small talk with such and such 

i’m fucking praying that i’d love more that anyone else 
and if not, i’m talking my chances with the stool and the belt 
guess i’m going to hell

but anything to see you smile once in a while, 

that made me felt

like no motherfucker could get in my way

hoping and praying your mind’ll made 

day after day everyday is the same 

the cycle won’t ever change 

i’m a romantic martyr

ROMANTIC MARTYR

nobody in this bitch work harder than me
except for cxrpse but i’ma compete for real
i ain’t fuckin with nobody beats for real
raccoonz & beam bouta eat for real
cuz real is real, I’m keepin it real
i don’t need a pill, i don’t need a steel
i don’t need a pole on the side of my hip
i don’t need a goal when i ride in the whip
addicted to rappin’ I’m tryna quit
alive in this bitch, i’ma die in this bitch
i ain’t lying to kids, i’ma brighten the dim
i ain’t tryin too much, i’ma hide in the sticks
and my brother is Flvd, he ain’t hidin the stick
i’m trying to get him to quiet a bit
but it’s how it is, the life of the pimp
my guys with me, my guys is it
shoutout eddy he be workin hard too
spider gang ain’t no fuckin cartoon
spittin bars but I’m making art too
i’ma hit his ass with the harpoon
i only said that shit cuz it rhymed
i don’t gotta rush, i don’t even need time
she givin a smirk, I’m closing the blinds
i do what i do, just open your eyes
when i get a gun, i hope i don’t have to shoot
no, i’ma keep grabbin the loot
I’m back in the booth, he giving me attitude and crap for rappin’ the truth
you lackin the juice, the sauce is absent too
all i can do is laugh at you
i work till i’m black and blue and i got the stats to prove i cannot lose
i don’t need to hate, I’m up doin research late
i don’t need to keep the gate
i see my fate, every time i breathe is pain, that’s why i’ma lead the way
i keep the pace deleting the needless waste cuz it can all be replaced
(it can all be replaced)
(it can all be replaced)
nobody in this bitch work harder than me
except for cxrpse but i’ma compete for real
i ain’t fuckin with nobody beats for real
raccoonz & beam bouta eat for real
cuz real is real, I’m keepin it real
i don’t need a pill, i don’t need a steel
i don’t need a pole on the side of my hip
i don’t need a goal when i ride in the whip

nobody be working as hard
as me or beamy
we making this money
yall coppin the beanies
im flipping my wrist like
im baking the ziti
i promise you that 
you could never see me

i dont wanna be your favorite artist
half of these rappers so retarted
everyday i feel like a target
i am a whore my soul on the market

keep riding the wave
you rotting away
there aint no competition you not in the way
im mean like a bitch when she ovulate
feeling especially spiteful this time of day
i never wanted to rap
id rather be farming
me and beamy be going the hardest
i be ashing roadies on the carpet
want us in yo city then we charging
niggas be rapping like this it dont make sense
cuz i gotta do all this shit or ill starve
what happened to rap? what happened to bars?
cuz everyone suck or they talk about cars

fuck i aint having that
dont fuck with niggas get out of my habitat
i stay off the internet where all the faggots at
all that we done promise you is not passing that
fading with me yeah i feel like attack attack
drop a whole tab of the acid
and pass it back
i do not fuck with no rappers and matter fact
ill smack the shit out of yo lying
and rabid ass

we leaving them with no oxygen
fuck what you heard i am not your friend
fuck you niggas im not finna play pretend
me and beamy not gon say this shit again

Listen

THE JUICE & THE SAUCE W/BRUHMANEGOD(PROD.RACCOONZ)

everyday i do the most
i step over any foes
what you really do it for?
doing shows coast to coast

still i cant believe it
i cant believe it
im doing what i want
slam the door when you leaving
ill give you a reason
still hurting i cant front

i still wake
up everyday feeling dumb
validation never mattered
cuz my brain still numb
i remember 2016
this shit was still fun
pour my heart out on the stage
when the 808 thump

then the clout came
and nobody gave a fuck
after money, competition
aint nobody showing love
yo favorite rappers aint friends
they just do it for the buzz
aint nobody keep it real
theres nobody i cant trust

and thats a fact
i dont even really wanna rap
if i was conceited where my 
accolades at?
calling up my dogs so they attack
i feel like syringe, heart attack, gimme that

i been so jaded
but im happy that i made it
any nigga that would hate it
only mad i be chasing
that bag
they hate it cuz theyd
rather spend the rack
on the raf
i eat a rapper up
and spit the bape
in the trash
then i kill the track
crowd saying run it back
i never really asked
for all the shit that i have

NUMB, STILL(PROD.RACCONZ)

feel like i been up for too long
demons tryna tell me do wrong
looking dirty like a cube bong
boss fight im feeling too strong
people got my brain feeling lesser
shouldve killed myself up in the desert
everyday surrounded by the pressure
i will not submit to you, never
my therapist made me feel worse
medications make my brain hurt
now im not on even playing turf
wanna put myself under the dirt
i was good until i fucking relapsed
yeah i changed but they would never see that
i never asked to fucking be sad
cuz of anxiety i gotta react
all the stress been fucking me up
ion like weed fuck a re-up
i dont like me i fucking need love
fuck hygeine i need to clean up,
i dont even wanna get out of bed
i wanna put a bullet in my head
somedays i think im better off dead
and fuck all of these meds
i cant even say whats in my brain
waking up and every day the same
ultimately who is there to blame
me cuz i will never ever change

VENTING(PROD.RACCOONZ)

Ima win the race,(yeah)
Moving state to state,(yeah)
Love it when they hate,(yeah)

You gon get erased,(yeah)
22, with some money
How i throw it on the dash
And i really think that its funny
How they run when we attack
Yeah, i really think that its funny
How they run when we attack
Yeah, i'm ballin out in my 20's
Give no fuck bout how i act

Y'all think y'all cold, but i'm
Freezing
Dominate the season
Throw away the heathens
Leave em while they bleeding
While i'm still breathing
Dominate the season
Throw away the heathens
Leave em while they bleeding
I'm fuckin up my demons

I'm a hedonist
I'm a masochist
And a dick
Every rapper don't be
Talking bout shit
Punched a wall, think
I broke my wrist
Why you talking boy?
You look like a bitch

Big dog on campus now
You ain't even seen half the pound
Put your favorite rapper
Under ground
Now i'm really done fucking around

Now i want it all
I will win before i fall
No more will i withdraw-
I win, no loss
Now i want it all
I will win before i fall
No more will i withdraw-
I win, no loss

One more time

Y'all think y'all cold, but i'm
Freezing
Dominate the season
Throw away the heathens
Leave em while they bleeding
While i'm still breathing
Dominate the season
Throw away the heathens
Leave em while they bleeding
I'm fuckin up my demons

HEATHENS(PROD.RACCOONZ)

OVERLORD, WARLORD(PROD.RACCOONZ)

Alone In My Castle (prod. SPOOKS)

LYRICS:

(IDIO)

I feel fucking old, I’m living through it.
IDIO so cold with this new shit.
All your fuckin’ lies, I see through em.
I can’t fuckin’ die, I can prove it.

Watch me overdose on this codeine cup.
Watch me pass out while I’m throwing up.
Watch me fall down while I spill my blood.
Watch me do this shit, I’ll get right back up.

Watch me, watch me do it yeah. (x4)

I feel fucking old, I’m living through it.
IDIO so cold with this new shit.
All your fuckin’ lies, I see through em.
I can’t fuckin’ die, I can prove it.

(SLEEPISFORMORTALS)

Yea yea yea
Run away, got no eyes now 
any day , i could die now. 
Follow me, and let’s find out. 
Fuckin lame, i decline out. 

Oh No teeth , on my Lone lonely. 
I jus don’t, won’t speak. 
What they want from me. 
Got no soul on me. 
Really oh so peak. 
Seven phones on me. 
Seven hoes on me. 

I don’t awake I count my doom 
I don’t relate. Don’t trust a soul. 
No way no way dont rob my grave. 
I don’t awake I crash I fall.

(IDIO)

Watch me overdose on this codeine cup.
Watch me pass out while I’m throwing up.
Watch me fall down while I spill my blood.
Watch me do this shit, I’ll get right back up.

Woah
Yeah

WATCH ME  W/ SLEEPISFORMORTALS [PROD. AZZLEY]

LYRICS:

Fuck her, make her act up.
Now she wanna lick it up.
Tell that hoe she better run.

Now she make me wanna…
Now she make me pull that Blicky out and let that shit bust.

Tell that hoe I’m crazy.
I can’t get outta bed, bitch I’m lazy.
AJ smoking on sumn that’s hazy 
IDIO sippin’, making him wavy.

Fuck her, make her act up.
Now she wanna lick it up.
Tell that hoe she better run.

Now she make me wanna…
Now she make me pull that Blicky out and let that shit bust.

Fuck her, make her act up.
Now she wanna lick it up.
Tell that hoe she better run.

Now she make me wanna…
Now she make me pull that Blicky out and let that shit bust.

Alone In My Castle (prod. SPOOKS)

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