All the same Mistakes

Lyrics:
Sippin on some goon
Kickin in my trues
Chillin makin tunes
Chillen wit my tr00ns
Why these kunts all in a panic
I keep it kalm just like a xanny
But my bros will get to swingin like a hammock
Chillen with my tr@nn13z

Wit my tr00nz  Smokin beugs
This shit will get awesome like stealthyn00b
And South Park’s awesome  it’s funny too
I love Towelie  he’s a funny dude
(Give it back That’s my red paint that you’re taxin)
You always flog my racks Cunt take that and be happy
Doin der lad what’s crackin
I’m gettin high all night ain’t nothin matters
Keep it straight Like a man
Hit my vape Like I’m Skratcha Like I’m Sam
Don’t waste your day on Instagram
Don’t waste your money on diazepam
One glove on MJ
And I sing like Sinatra on the stage
The record shows I done shows and got paid
SNG did it all our way

Chillen wit my tr00nz (astral)

Kuntz So Lame [yMe]

Produced, Mixed, Mastered by Rapallo

Guitar by Nerdie, Rapallo

Garden Of The Heart #AA2

make it Happen

LYRICS:
Wanna blow up cunt I wanna explode
I wanna throw up I feel so cold
My hearts lonely it has no home
I don't wanna talk I don't want my phone
I just wanna drink this beer and smoke this cone
I just wanna blow up yea like a drone
Now all I fucking do is sing
U said I meant the world
I meant everything 
Now im thinking like u aint mean it at all
I don't give a fuck imma still stand tall
Nah u can't get it over me
Nah u cant get up over me
Yea I know exactly what u see
Yeah I know exactly what u need

Knew it from the jump I couldn't do it
I don't wanna talk I got music
I could never ever just use it
You know I'm the type ill abuse it
Feeling dumb feeling useless
Going dumb going stupid
Going numb off a few sips
Having fun yea like a few chicks
Couple cunts yea with w few dips
With my cunts off a few bricks
yea im really on 
on that shit


i just looped the beat cause i aint said enough
cunt im blowing up yeah im setting off
u can call me hugo cause i been a boss
i dont give a fuck yea i dont give a toss
horsie on my hat, crocodile on my lacoste
ever since i was young i always been about dosh
spinnin out like aaa i need some water need some voss
spinning out like im smoking dust out of the glass

so many things in my past
so many things that never would have last
so many things i can put them on my cast
hit me in my heart

hit me in my heart
leave me in the dark
pull me apart
treat me like im art
show me how u have no heart
show me
how you have no heart
how u have no heart
show me how
show me how u have no heart at all
show me how theres nothing there
nothing there
nothing there
theres nothing there
nothing there

Explode/No Heart

Sidney:
Spending nights alone gettin’ junky
(Spending nights alone gettin’ junky)
In my wardrobe: lots of coats I own
I get fucked up: oxycodone
Mylan’s in my wallet
Coppers tryna run for me but they joggin’
Tryna hate a young cunt just pluggin’
Faggot cunt why are you buggin’
I’m a faggot cunt, got dresses in my closet
Lots of Polo’s I been robbin’
I’m Batman c- where my Robin
I’m Batman cunt where my Robin
I’m a faggot cunt, got dresses in my closet
Lots of Polo’s I been robbin’
I’m Batman c- where my Robin
I’m Batman cunt where my Robin

Skratcha:
Used to be a broke cunt, I got BB now
Old bitch say she wanna see me now
Do you think I'm freaky?
Every night I call you, you know I be geeky
On the weekend I be leaky
I'm not what you're seeking
TN's on my feet, you dont wanna see me
K-Town traino where the G’s be
Cunt I’m from the 02, switch up to the 22
I hope I’m not see-through 
I’m not like these other cunts
I’m still about it, I’m not a waste cunt
Coppers at the traino
Didn’t find the xans but they found the blade bro

Lil Ket:
I don't wanna talk like that, she wanna walk like that 
I'm gonna bring her back, I’m getting back on the xans
 I know it’s some shit lately, she wanna call me baby
 Yeah she drive me crazy, I wanna be in Mercedes
 I wanna be that real rich cunt smoking real exotic blunts
Feel like jx333, yeah, that cunt is a don
 They see that stealthy doin’ well, now they just want to be us
 But their music fucking sucks
I’m goin’ back for a bit, I’m gettin’ back on the bricks, I’m gettin’ back on my shit 
I'm gettin’ back on the xans, feel like the man, flyin’ around Peter Pan 
Flyin’ around in this shit, flyin’ around with a bitch, I might dive in this shit
 I might die with this bitch, I might die for my clique 
Cheques in my jeans, I’m a fiend
 Pull up in my white tee I give it fresh out the serene
 What you mean? I got green
 If I need some fucking gas yeah bro I get it from Sidney

Explode/No Heart

SKRATCHA

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