feeling the intensity with this one hurts to lose something solid but she gone

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Take a sip of my sizzurp it hit your liverr take two blue pills it will make your lean quickerr

Take a sip of my sizzurp it hit your liverr take two blue pills it will make your lean quickerr

I be sippin on that cup my livers fucked now pour me up
I be sippin on that cup that purple stuff you know what's up
I be sippin on that cup yes i am lean yeah I am fucked
I be sippin on that shit and now im feeling like a god puppet master mother fucker yeah just let me poor you up
Im the king of sizzurp you are nothing but the dunce
If you wanna get lean then just let me poor you up and I'll fill you up a cup of that purple sticky stuff

Take a sip of my sizzurp it hit your liverr take two blue pills it will make your lean quickerr

Take a sip of my sizzurp it hit your liverr take two blue pills it will make your lean quickerr

I be spinnin like a bayblade yeah I'm tripping on this shit take another fuckin bit of that purple sticky shit
Put a jolly rancher in it and just mix it your cup have another fuckin sip and try tell me which ways up
I can't see mother fucker all I see is purple stuff next minute mother fucker screaming acab at the cops

Sizzurp

Beggers Can't Be Choosers (Prod. Midwest Fire Producing, Ryan)

Wrestling Down The Frame [Prod by. Warmshelter]

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Lyrics:

GALLOWS (prod. HXRXKILLER)

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Mixed and Mastered by Next Apollo
Written and Performed by -
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Heartbreak Hotel (prod. NextToApollo X Vixzey)

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Produced by Midwest Fire Producing
Mixed and Mastered by Helixx
Written and Performed by SPYDAWEB

LYRICS:

All my fault
You say it’s all my fault
If I could be what you want
Then I wouldn’t be me at all
Your words stuck in my head
And now I’m bouncing off the walls
I think all hope is lost
Oh won’t you tell me I’m wrong

Darkest days
My mind in a cage
Knowing that you were the cause
Build me up
Not tear me down
You must of got that wrong
Yeah
I just want love
I don’t want no trouble
You tell me I don’t belong
Pour me up a cup
And pull up a chair
Cause this ain’t a normal heartbreak song
Yeah
Wake up in the night
I ain’t get no sleep
Feeling like my soul
6 feet deep
Shoutout B-Twice
He said “Talk is Cheap”
So say what you want but we gon see
Threatening me saying you gon leave
Firing back saying “You need me”
Play to much it’s a tragedy
And I wanna wake up from this bad bad dream

You can have it all
But at what cost
Making your cake
And then all is lost
I remember times when you were in my arms
Now it’s a nightmare and everything going dark
Going back and forth
Like it’s a war
Holes in your story
Like craters in the floor
Fall in the abyss
I don’t want it anymore
Jumping to conclusions
You could have a world tour
Like

All my fault
You say it’s all my fault
If I could be what you want
Then I wouldn’t be me at all
Your words stuck in my head
And now I’m bouncing off the walls
I think all hope is lost
Oh won’t you tell me I’m wrong

Deja-Vu
Think I’ve been here before
Wait, holdup
There’s the slam of the door
And the cup gon fall
At half past four
Goddamnit I can’t take it anymore
Scratching on the record
Like a DJ on the beat
Higher than hell for the 6th time this week
You don’t know what you did to me
So much damage that you can’t see
Come back and win
Underdog, 12th seed
No golden state
Still get the threepeat
A shark in the water
How I’m gon feed
Shits about to get
Way to bloody
And I hop on the beat
And I kill that shit
Call it heavy metal
How I do damage
I’m a wordsmith
So I got my voice to brandish
And my heads just way too much to manage

Attributing all your problems to me
But you can’t end a sentence with an apostrophe
Try speak out when it’s going south
But it’s the same thing every time you open your mouth
It’s

All my fault
You say it’s all my fault
If I could be what you want
Then I wouldn’t be me at all
Your words stuck in my head
And now I’m bouncing off the walls
I think all hope is lost
Oh won’t you tell me I’m wrong

Darkest days
My mind in a cage
Knowing that you were the cause
Build me up
Not tear me down
You must of got that wrong
Yeah
I just want love
I don’t want no trouble
You tell me I don’t belong
Pour me up a cup
And pull up a chair
Cause this ain’t a normal heartbreak song
Yeah

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Wrong (Prod. Midwest Fire Producing X Ryan)

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Produced by Midwest Fire Producing
Mixed and Mastered by Next Apollo
Written and Performed by SPYDAWEB/James Supplee

LYRICS:

I made a habit of breaking expectations
So you can’t expect a thing
I keep ‘em guessing like I’m Tyson
Giving surprises in the ring
I fight through hell to keep the heat rising
And I take one for my team
It don’t matter
What life try and throw my way
It ain’t nothing to me

I need a couple gemstones
For my wrist
Some Gucci
For my bitch
And I don’t like to drive
But you’ll know it’s me
When you see my symbol on that whip
I got my verse don’t need no clip
Their ego hurt as it is
They tryna fire away some shots
But I got a sense so they always miss

I got that sense
Like a spider
From Texas, Horse rider
I feel like an outlaw
My face on these flyers
And bitch I’m exhausted
But I don’t get tired
Always been a rebel
Always been a fighter
I need to chill out
Let me get my lighter
They open the floodgates
I need to get higher
Thrill seeker at heart
Live my life on the wire
Can’t find this at Best Buy
And I don’t expire

Tryna take the world
I feel like the Empire
They tryna catch me slipping
But my wins shine brighter
They looking for some Order
I sent in some Rebel fighters
They tryna catch my mistakes
But my wins shine brighter

Let me go talk they shit, Ay
They don’t really know what it is, Ay
And they don’t got no drip, Ay
Spikes on my jacket they rip, Ay
Let Em’ go see what they did, Ay
Karma come back quick, Ay
Extendo on my clip, Ay
Extendo on my clip Ay

Dim out the lights
Cause my team shining brighter
Know you feel the heat
I can see you perspire
I’m feeling like Tony
Man, I bring the Iron
Can you smell the diesel?
A robot, A Giant?
“Oh you’re so defiant”
Oh? What’d you expect
I told you I’m a rebel
With a spider on my chest
And we ain’t gon stop
Till you know we the best
Fuck what you think
You can save that for the rest

You think it’s foul
But you ain’t got no Ref
Ain’t need a shooter
To hit you with a tech
I count my blessings
Avoiding my death
You come up short
Looking like you in debt
I make Em’ dramatic
So I know I’m a threat
Bitch I’m a rockstar
Got spikes on my vest
Feeling like KD
My shot drop like it’s wet
Might as well send me
A contract for the Nets

Nets

What’s next

The Nets

I flex

My shot drop

Like it’s wet

I flex

I flex

Yeah


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Rebels (Prod. Midwest Fire Producing)

Produced by: @nextapollo

Got the EG zes, bitch.
Pull up bij Zuid West, bitch.
Spray signs bij je nest, bitch.
Jouw leven nu verpest, bitch.
Chillen bij de Markthal, met de Gs in de fucking call, yuh.
Finna ball, you finna stall, ik heb de Skyline al, yuh.
Ice cold, net als Kimi, smoke jouw fucking Lamborghini.
Met de 993, ik win, so say night night G.
Aight, you'll see that I'm a future legend in the works.
You'll be taking percs, and I'm working on myself like the Mercs.
Spitting on the beats made by my Gs and with ease, aye.
Jij smoke alleen trees, en ik pop off met een release, aye.
Yuh, Bitch, please, and she's with me, on her knees, aye.
Yuh, jouw ride vies, mijn whip harder dan een kies, aye.
I ain't high, but you slow, I know you're hella numb.
Pop the nine, you better go running like forrest gump.
Simple line, simple flow, and you still looking dumb.
Say goodbye, little bro, take the damn Spirit Bomb.

Spirit Bomb

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