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Take A Video [prod. whxtesvpra]

[RO$ETTA]
this beat is getting me sleepy, so let me take a hit 
and let my mind drift off, deep up in the abyss
no more pain, for now i’m chilling but can’t maintain 
i bottle up my emotions to hide away the pain

i smoke a joint just to relax and help me calm down
but i’m still paranoid as shit and still anxious as
hell 
nothing is working no more, i’d rather kill myself
i put the gun to my head and that’s when the tears came out

but then i reconsider
take my hand off the trigger
what am i doing?
“yo zetta, you good?” “i’m never better” 
i’m on a broken road, yeah i gotta pay the toll
i’m just a lonely soul, waiting for my time to go 

i hit up MUDAH, i tell him to bring the buddha
i got so many problems to jot
i need a tutor, but yo
ain’t on no fake shit but i think i’m mentally depressed 
that’s why i need all these drugs but i’m strictly smoking sess 

[MUDAH]
my pain lives deep in my mind 
he’s bottled up all the time
writing rhymes like a slave 
for the mothafucking MUDAH mane
i get lost in the smoke
so roll one up 'fore i go
i cannot stay with you hoe i got ILL MINDED on the phone 
they said "mane, you down to roll?"
i said "you already know"
and so I head out the door and push that pedal to the floor

i do this shit for the team
count that money, get that cream
like a fiend for this shit 
this that shit you couldn't dream
i reached the top of the tower
same bitches call every hour
asking for kisses and flowers
but my heart been feeling sour 

i got my mind on the game
but never praying for fame
the more people know my name
the more pussies wanna hate
so stay the fuck out my lane, you pussy motherfuckers lame 
and I'm mentally deranged 
you better lock me away

you don't wan fuck with the MUDAH if I'm not high off the buddha 
this don't have to be a murder but I'm that ill minded shooter

[MILFORDDAGREAT]
and i’m supposed to be dead cuz i’m a WANTED $OUL
and just because you give good brain doesn’t make you ILL MINDED, hoe
been fucking with the fascination of suicide 
i don’t need a fucking ride or die, i’d rather have that nine by my side

and breathe in hella smoke, pull my cards then i toss my bones
bring me fame and fortune, rapping with the ILL MINDED SOLDIERS
greater than the heaven sent, that’s what the devil told us

now while i spit this simple flow for you simple minded hoes 
ima go and crush the herb up, put it in a bowl
then all my problems come caving down 
no one can save me now 
i knew it from the start how it’s supposed to play out

the only one home, lost up in the metronome 
all depressed, not fucking with the fam anymore
rolling up to kill the short term memory but now i sit back wondering where my life has gone

@rosettashawty666
@milforddagreat
@_joseph._.chavez_

ONLY FOR ILL MINDS

ONLY FOR ILL MINDS (PROD. RO$ETTA)

[ENVIOU$]
rollin up so many blunts
bitch I don’t know what to do
ridin with ZETTA and MUDAH
you know that we movin 
i got me my new crew 
bitch I keep my blade tucked
keep a strap we bout to shoot
yeah you know that’s how it is
and you know that’s what it do
i’ve been chokin, overdosing
hoping that I’m okay
thinkin the weed will ease the pain
but it never feels the same
mane I need a new escape 
but I guess I’ll spark a j
man I’m always feelin drained
this is just another day

[RO$ETTA]
take the buddha, roll it up
mothafucka light the blunt
and let it pass around
til our lungs get stuffed
cuz i need to get little bit faded
before i get paid 
it just lightens my spirits up so
when you see me around, about
all in your area, know that i’m never not high
just look in my eyes, are they low?
are they red? am i never not one with the sky?
you know, i’m stoned 
a couple of hoes and i’m making them blow O’s
you know, we smoke
so pull out the ink let me light up that indo
dro got me slurring
vision blurry cuz i’m off that ink
lay back in my bed 
it hit my head that w-e-e-d

[MUDAH]
smokin a blunt to relax 
and take the stress up of my mind 
MUDAH been going and going 
through all the emotions 
it’s time to take that flight 
roll up the blunt
light that shit up
and turn them motherfucking speakers up
ILL MINDED ready to blow
explode from all the fucking indo smoke 
so just for the night 
i leave that shit behind
and roll with ILL MINDED and vibe 
you know we slowly creeping with the 9 
ride through 505
you know we blowing smoke 
and getting high 
that’s ILL MINDED style 
roll up the joint
and set that bitch on fire
sending us straight to the sky

HIGH IN THA 505

HIGH IN THA 505 (PROD. RO$ETTA)

(((((( LYRICS ))))))))

Do you see moon?
Shining from your eyes

I know you gotta try 
I know you gotta try 
I know you gotta try 
I know you gotta try 

All my time I’m heaven sent 
Reaching for my every sense 
But nothing really made sense 
It’s time for me to get a grip
Till then we’ll rest
Decaying flesh 
Release your last breath 

Searchin for the stars 
I’m aiming for your heart now 

I know you gotta try 
I know you gotta try 
I know you gotta try 

Searching for the times I left you 
Every time you know I played you 
I hope I do

Do you see moon 
Shining from your eyes

I know you gotta try 
I know you gotta try 
I know you gotta try 
I know you gotta try 

All my time I’m heaven sent 
Reaching for my every sense 
But nothing really made sense 
It’s time for me to get a grip
Till then we’ll rest
Decaying flesh 
Release your last breath 


Holding onto time 
I think I’m giving up now 

I know I gotta try
I know I gotta try
I know I gotta try 

Everytime I find myself
I feels like I’m burning hell 
Looking through time I can’t tell 
I know why

reaching for the pale moon

NO SOUL(Prod. MAJZKLUANI)

Lyrics: 

Thinking on a mistake 
did a little bidding in my head space 
sold my soul to stay away from mis taste 
disgrace thinking bout my dumb face 
scattered fuck it shatter heart and leave me in my worst place 

 motherfuckers only care about the baggage only passing verbal passive fuck a passion 
lets just follow what hes doing maybe cash in catch em lacking 
never worried bout my death its only matter time it happens 

watch em gather round they circle like the birds above
puffing on a jay up in the other hand a blunt 
Smoke to face I like the taste of poison up inside my lungs
always blood in hand im coughing up my body not a pun 
always doing drugs what started out for fun 
only taking what I can but lately I be smoking till my vision faded body stiff and numb
fuck it up dont give a fuck about it wont be here for long 
Reaper never distant always linger im the vagabond
abbadon
 rest in piss you piece of shit no peace for leeches dead and gone 
plenty out for me the others hate but talk about my songs
fuck around and find out why im always in my head along 
Ripping and tripping prescription split I take a hit and gone 
Spitting precision the blade done slitting vein im living wrong  
Running no stunting id rather puff the weed inside the bong 
Dejected impressing whatever’s left instead I write this song 
Now lay in bed I look up at the ceiling 
empty heart I long 

Wishing 
this was the end of it all think I’m kidding
I look for a sign or some hope but it’s distant 
In head know it’s wrong but abusing decisions 
To vices now numb feeling dumb always living dependent 
I can’t get away got no ice or no pendant 
Depending I make it no matter I’m sending in life with a

message of give it and sinning repent for a feeling no god in the ceiling it shatters like glass as I fall never kneeling my face got no place in this world why I’m peeling my skin from my bones to be close to these demons berating or hating no matter they with me forever pariah dejected come get me or leave me alone 

In this hole I rot inside my tomb no light it’s dark just like the womb could I presume that  life on pause will not resume so grip the pistol know im doomed 
My eyes now white just like the moon

VERTIGO. (Prod. YUNGMEXIC$NBIH)

((((((( LYRICS ))))))
VERSE I

Pull the hammer back
And watch the lead 
Scatter all yo brain matters 
I ain’t playin with you busters
I ain’t doing better.
Pull up all in black 
Watch these fuckers 
Suffer Hangin like a rack 
I’m just playin 
What the fuck! 

See me riding through yo city 
Promise this won’t end so pretty
Hot boy I bring the heaty 
Who the fuck is on the spot 
59* playin in this fuckin chidi 
When I pull up to yo block 
Fuck yo clique now hit the rocks 
Hit the switch we make it rough 

Split your wig 
pockets full of hollow tips 
In the mix 
Roll the dice it’s triple 6 ho
I see the devil aiming at yo throat

Demons underground 
Better not make a sound 
I can feel my soul float 
I can keep it froze 
Like the fucking snow globe 
Speak my mind and pay the price 
Best believe and that’s fo show ho 
You got the nine?
Let it shine until it blows 
Do you really wanna die ho?

VERSE II

I be that motherfucker with a plan 
Put that money in my hand
Wood grain grippin 
Now I got it against my head bitch 

Straight from the mud 
Yeah I wish a buster would 
Oh shit It’s the mothafuckin fiend 
Turning all yo hates to dreams 
Simple mother lover
Never could understood
If you know what I mean 

Yeah right holding real tight 
Hell drops got the red dot 
In the night on the creep 
Watch you bite on the steam 

Yeah right holding real tight 
Hell drops got the red dot 
In the night on the creep

IT IS WHAT IT IS, JUST STAY ALIVE

$LIMFIEND

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