Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/6O4r7yfxqTU5ywbtjQC7ck

Written and Mixed by Big Roshi
Produced by TREETIME

Lyrics:

Its a long time fore the ending
And my drinks start tastin good too
I be poppin 30milly uh benzo
Lil bitch gone ask for one too I say

Alright
Do not talk to me if u wont fight
Ima go hard all night
Sippin on the lemon and lime
I been on the phone since 5

Like who
Like you
Three blunts
Blues clues
Give a noose
To ya boo


Alright
Livin it up in the twilight
Roshi i still love you she cry
Bitch why you is tryna waste my time

Its a long time waitin on the same dam thing
Its a long time hoping for the same dam ring
I been workin on my talent but I cannot say Im good
I just ripped it maybe didnt I dont but all I say is im feelin kinda sorta issa

Lunar +TreeTime

SCHIZOPHRENIA (Ft. ONI INC x LEFTHANDLUCK) [Prod. TrainWreck]

prod/mix/mastering by sixthells.
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Zabuza ft. Sixthells - COME UP

prod./mix/mastering by sixthells

Lyrics :

Woke up dead
But I won't bleed again
Woke up in pain
The I spark up the maryjane 
Wake up dead
Bet I won't feel the rain
Woke up in pain
Then I pop the pills again (x4)

20 blunts a day 
Better get it my way
Fuck a 9 to 5
Beleive me I'd rather die (x2)

Bitch i'd rather die than spend my time
Watching guys flex and lie full-time
You know its my time
Walking the stairway to crimes
I been working all nights
Now its time they hear me out
I guess thats all its about
Money girls and dont forget the mud
And the sluts in the clubs
And the cuts and the buds

Woke up dead
But I won't bleed again
Woke up in pain
The I spark up the maryjane 
Woke up dead
Bet I won't feel the rain
Wake up in pain
Then I pop the pills again (x2)

Sixthells - Death (*prod. sixthells*)

Looking At The Sky

Wake Up

WAKE UP

another banger with the homie @808_plug he killed his part

First half by me, 2nd Half by 80

Instagram: @prodsxicide @808_plug

Soundcloud: soundcloud.com/user-1682999

𝔰𝔢𝔭𝔭𝔲𝔨𝔲 (𝔴/808 𝔭𝔩𝔲𝔤)

One hit of the nightshade. 
Welcome to my mind, 
Oh boy, not a nice place. 
Nightmares start to migrate. 
Keep the Shine dim while I’m smoking on some high grade. 
Got fucked on the psych train, took too much, 
Third eye, shit, it might break. 
Lips sewn shut, don’t care, don’t care, 
Don’t care. What they might say. 

Black hoodie on, but I cased your place. 
Okay. Okay. 
Said shit online. 
But it’s never straight to my face. 
Okay. Okay. 
Want to be a lover, 
But the only thing I know is hate. 
Okay. Okay. 
Stomp your neck on the curb until that shit break. 
Okay. Okay. 

I’m sleepy, hallow/hello, boys. 
Hang-him-from-a-gallow-boy. 
Yes. I send that hollow point, 
Deep inside your hollow point. 
Death inside my gallery. 
Watch all of my enemies. 
Talk to different entities. 
Torture for the melody. 

Clear out the register. 
Four five unregistered,
Breathing irregular. 
High on the regular. 
Keeping it cool. 
Cannot turn down the temperature. 
Stop. Pop ‘til it lock. 
I put this blade in your neck until you drop. 
I cannot stop. I cannot stop. 
I see your face, and I just see a mark. 

Your blood on my shirt, it left a stain. 
It seeps in through the cloth, into my skin. 
This deal ain’t working out, just call me Faust. 
Too late, it’s in my... 
It’s deep in my bones, and stuck in my soul. 
I tried so hard, I can’t get it out. 
It’s deep in my bones, and stuck in my soul. 
I tried so hard, I can’t get it out...

Deep in the woods, 
My head down, with my hood up, 
My heart in a box, tried to stab it, but cannot. 
I’m lost & I wander this world with no purpose, 
Anxiety driven, my hands shake, I’m nervous. 
Rain fall down onto the altar.  
I chant the words backwards, 
His eyes turning black, 
Now the rain pouring upwards, 
Into the sky. 
Body lays cold as the demons arise. 

It’s deep in my bones. 
And stuck in my soul. 
I can’t get it out. 

It’s deep in my bones. 
And stuck in my soul. 
I can’t get it out. 

Black hoodie on, can’t see straight. 
But I cased your place. 
Okay. Okay. 
Said shit online. 
But it’s never straight to my face. 
Okay. Okay. 
Want to be a lover, 
But the only thing I know is hate. 
Okay. Okay. 
Stomp your neck, 
On the curb until that shit break. 
Okay. Okay. 

Black hoodie on, can’t see straight. 
But I cased your place. 
Okay. Okay. 
Said shit online. 
But it’s never straight to my face. 
Okay. Okay. 
Want to be a lover, 
But the only thing I know is hate. 
Okay. Okay. 
Stomp your neck, 
On the curb until that shit break. 
Okay. Okay.

Zabuza ft. Sixthells - COME UP

Sixthells

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