a bunch of small scattered hearts among the piles of ash (b-sides)

Hansel (prod. sorrow bringer)

ｏｎｅ　ｄａｙ　ｔｈｅｙ＇ｌｌ　ｈｅａｒ　ｍｅ　ｏｕｔ



prod. @jeweler737
thank you so much for listening.
thank you for being here.
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i won't get this right
i never do
just another night,
where i think of you
and i know it's hard to cover all that spite
i do it really well, with a dulled knife
mom i'm sorry if you hear this
i never wanna speak up on how i'm really feeling
i know that you fear it; me leaving this planet
but i want to every moment
i've been caught in my own headlights
they're too blind to notice
turned to my own hand, in search of an answer
but all i receive are emotion enhancers
i've been down like forever
as far as i can possibly remember
(so dismembered)
i wouldn't wanna hurt an ant,
but i'm so selfish
i just can't help it
and i'm so sorry, i'm just not sober
here comes october
i'm getting older
just another disorder, that i didn't order
goodbye sweet child
i no longer can hold you
i don't even know you
here come's the morning
i'm one step closer
maybe i'll get an answer
but i don't have the energy to speak right now
(nor feel)
one day they'll hear me out.
oh,
we're among the earth, beneath the dirt
i feel it all, besides my worth
so all i have are these verbal words
i can't figure out if it's a bless or curse
oh what a mess i've made of me
i won't get past twenty-three
so here i am, still brittling
imagining all that i wanna be
will i ever be?

splitting hairs while the universe has it's back turnt.
a naive child leading oneself into great danger
letting greater danger bid on the outcome.
eyes creeping open ever so softly
are we in
are we...
how come?

fomalhaut [prod. jewelryboy]

dont you think its passionate the sounds of the crashing from the will of gravity 
the buildings down and in ruble among ashes and the long deceased
the smashed together metal beams all torn to shreds like pedals of a flower   

when ur in my bed
and its not right
cause its not me
and this love brings dread 
on this tripwire
in this lust finds
something in myself 
you said you saved me but i dont think i agree
i couldnt tell who my friends were cause i wasnt me 
i kept that dress in my backpack for years and years
i think theres something about that but idk

dont you think its passionate the sounds of the crashing from the will of gravity 
the buildings down and in ruble among ashes and the long deceased
the smashed together metal beams all torn to shreds like pages on the ground 
with bolts and wires  
dress floats by
white silk and laced chiffon 
spotless and dry

the sounds of the crashing from the will of gravity the buildings down and in rubble

carousel

chase

Hotboxing This 07 Camry Like Its Our Fucking Job (sorrow bringer x pizzle)

👎︎✋︎💧︎🏱︎☟︎⚐︎☼︎✋︎✌︎💧︎☟︎🕆︎☞︎☞︎☹︎☜︎ (prod. taylor morgan)

mindless (prod. taylor morgan)

[Intro]
Ough, ough, woah
(Morteh, hmm)

[Chorus]
Smokin' on a motor stripe (Phew, phew, phew), she gon' get the dick tonight (It's her)
Homie washing cup but still he sipping on a dirty sprite
All the gas I brought is mine, this high is a private flight
Half an ounce will do me right, if we talking just tonight

[Verse 1]
All annoying bitches in my dm's be like Navi (Hey, listen)
I ain't do a feature just to fucking make you happy
Said "I like your music" it does not mean you can dap me (Dap me up)
Might take it to Maury with the way she call me daddy

[Bridge]
Ayy
Smokin' on a motor stripe (Yeah), she gon' get the dick tonight (Woah)
Homie washing cup but still he sipping on a dirty sprite (Smokin' on a motor stripe)
All the gas I brought is mine

[Verse 2]
Propane hit me hard, tastes like fuel from cars
Exclusive Gmail beats, rip that bitch apart
Your smoke smell like farts, my smoke smell like sharts
Fucking up my heart, crush a blunt like it's a dart
Bitch, I come through, and I fuck it up
You could really do the damage if you suck it up (Suck it up)
Shooter on the roof, see your face and muck it up (Woah)
Hennessy and Gas Cross a fade like it's a double dutch

[Chorus]
Smokin' on a motor stripe (Phew, phew, phew), she gon' get the dick tonight (It's her)
Homie washing cup but still he sipping on a dirty sprite
All the gas I brought is mine, this high is a private flight
Half an ounce will do me right, if we talking just tonight

9TAILS - drop zone (prod. oaker & morteh)

taylor morgan made the original beat and the synth is sampled at the end, all credit to him!!

eaturheartout (version 2)

#lucid740 #tennaxis #luvmusic #albumsoon 
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6. deoshyn & kurrncy - paint [Romanticism]

trunk

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just happy to be here

👎︎✋︎💧︎🏱︎☟︎⚐︎☼︎✋︎✌︎💧︎☟︎🕆︎☞︎☞︎☹︎☜︎ (prod. taylor morgan)

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