Lyrics:
Aye, stick and poke 
Movin wit the tooly bitch you got nowhere to go 
Creeping through the fields and i hit you with the pole 
Making it a mission to putting tags right on your toes 

I put you in your place 
Niggas ducking off bitch we sliding do the race 
You doing all that chit chat i’m all up in your face 
Snuff you in the nose and i know you like the taste 
I came with a mop-stick
Put that bitch in drive and we slide with the chopsticks
Put him in the grave Bitch who wanna catch a drop kick
Imma bring the pain and proceed to crash the mosh pit 

 D-R-A-C-O! yeah we keep it in the backseat 
(x8)

Yeah this turbo kicking 6 speed 
Get his ass in traffic yeah we Caught that boy limping 
200 on the dash ain’t no way they gon miss me
Make it home fast bitch i like the way i shift speed  

Ugh, hold him at gun point 
Choking he ain’t making no noise 
and you running there is no point 
let it rain from the rolls royce 

 D-R-A-C-O! yeah we keep it in the backseat 
(x8)

GrimKut [Prod. Sffr x Brutei] #D-R-A-C-O

SHOUTOUT ICP

I own your words
I own your thoughts
On god I feel like Elon musk
In information we don’t trust
I see those guts, I beat those up
I need more rush, my feet don’t touch
The sea or mud, I eat on dust
I’m on my phone, I’ll be the cuffs
I feed the feed, I’m out of touch
I got that bag, I caught that bluff
I eat the fat, I hit that blunt
Fuck all that talk, don’t need yo lungs
That ho is stuck, empty yo cum
You know wassup, I feel so crunk
I feel so dumb, I feel no fucks
I feel so dumb, I feel no none
I feel so dumb, I feel no none

Think before I speak, uh huh
No practice ‘fore I preach, uh huh
Ion stream, I’m bumping leaks, uh huh
I’m geeked up in my seat
I’m up all night, I’m up all week, uh huh
Your sleep is for the weak, uh huh
Blue light come out my screen, uh huh
I post before I eat, uh huh

Like bitch I got that shit on me
Bitch I got that shit in me
Life too short for misery
Living on my twitter feed
I’m dmt and ketamine
Serotonin, dopamine
There really is no hope for me
But ain’t that how it’s supposed to be
The algorithm’s broken me
That’s all I got
These thoughts don’t do nothing but just stir inside the pot
Too many opinions, they just bring my brain rot
Eggs all in a basket, eventually become a
Bird brain

I own your words
I own your thoughts
On god I feel like Elon musk
In information we don’t trust
I see those guts, I beat those up
I need more rush, my feet don’t touch
The sea or mud, I eat on dust
I’m on my phone, I’ll be the cuffs
I feed the feed, I’m out of touch
I got that bag, I caught that bluff
I eat the fat, I hit that blunt
Fuck all that talk, don’t need yo lungs
That ho is stuck, empty yo cum
You know wassup, I feel so crunk
I feel so dumb, I feel no fucks
I feel so dumb, I feel no none
I feel so dumb, I feel no none

bird brain (prod. shaggy the airhead of ICP)

produced by @yebutnobutye & @bnyx

i'm in the crowd, ritual is unfounded
feelin so unsound, but it ain't gettin me down
they talk the loudest, but ain't sayin it proud
i'm blockin out all the sound and it ain't gettin me down
they gon like what they like what they like what they like
they gon hate what they can't understand
they gon fight, catch a left and a right
outta spite, tryna pin and decide what i am

for myself imma bleed
in the fall, blood on the leaves
bitch i'm fading away
when i'm gone, earth gon remain
you can kneel or pray
i got a lot to give and i got a lot to take away
till my essence decay
back to the void from whence i came

they gon lie like they hearin it
eye of the pyramid, die for the ignorant
cry over spirit, disguise in a lyric
it's time for the dearest demise of your fear of it
siphon my extremities, feed to the vulture
demon of culture, fiend of exposure
dream of a better place to leave your enclosure
eat till it's over

i'm in the crowd, ritual is unfounded
feelin so unsound, but it ain't gettin me down
they talk the loudest, but ain't sayin it proud
i'm blockin out all the sound and it ain't gettin me down
they gon like what they like what they like what they like
they gon hate what they can't understand
they gon fight, catch a left and a right
outta spite, tryna pin and decide what i am

for myself imma bleed
in the fall, blood on the leaves
bitch i'm fading away
when i'm gone, earth gon remain

gift of ignorance (prod. 26girls + BNYX®)

featuring WALT! / oddly shrugs / Fukkpunk!

HIDING MY SCENT FROM THE GRAVEBORN OWLBEAR (feat WALT! / oddly shrugs / Fukkpunk!) prod. sxzu

SYNTHETIC AFTERLIFE

DIRTY X FL.VCO - SILLYHEADS

RACHEL (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

NO DISCUSSION FT. KAMIYADA+ (PROD. NA$TII)

LYRICS:
i miss my home
sleep on a couch
can’t say a word
with out a doubt
i’m fucked up
cover my mouth
stuck in a cage
just let me out
i keep thinking bout things from the past
room of people i'm the only outcast
i don’t have that long before i might blast
one more drink because this might be my last
this is real life i can’t run away
i’m scratching through the floor for the escape 
if you see me right now
i can’t function
every single day a new form of some fuck shit 
love it
fuck it
i’m finna die i let the drugs hit
they don’t care if i overdose off a substance
i get away from everybody
when they meet me in person i don’t think they’d like me
ima hand them my depression since they wanna bite me
labels see me as some money but they wanna buy me 
i swear it’s all the same
i’m tired of playing games
made a bit of money now i think it’s time to focus
i don’t fuck with niggas anymore i’ll leave ya throat slit
bunch of fucking faggots finna simp over a broke bitch
i’m just in the crib while you waiting to get noticed
i don’t have the time
stop wasting my life

Listen

CURRENT STATE OF MY WELL-BEING (PROD.BMG)

VIDEO: https://youtu.be/g2_WZPokqwk

ft @jacobtwentysix & @ssjcxrpse
prod. @princeamgn

beam

two tone skin i switch at will i get my fill regardless
pay to get into my show if you feelin like startin shit
in a busted honda civic smokin down some armpits
let the ash elongate let it fall onto the carpet
this mask not protectin shit you just can't see my face, ya
i just want a hidden crib don't want no fuckin wraith goddamn
the pressure on and i still don't feel shit goddamn
i shatter like a bip goddamn
don't matter don't exist goddamn
i like cryin off the shrooms, i like cryin off the shrooms :')
you'd be lyin if you cool, ain't nobody fuckin cool
if you really tryna fight, it's gon be inside
don't know to who that you reply, i don't count the insights

fades

freeball gang i just hopped out the fuckin hot tub
make your house my home, i do that cause i don't got one
if he talkin tough, gonna heat it up like hot ones
but when i'm all alone i'm sad cause i really got none
tears fall off the shrooms, still miss pills wish i could pop one
got beamy in the room out here lookin like some monsters
still don't feel shit goddamn
you a weirdo, is this yo mans
and my bro says you a bitch
that's words etched in the sand

cxrpse

she takin dick like it's a habit
19 goin on 20 i'm savage
you think you hard, you niggas just average
nigga want smoke then i let him have it
told her deliver the bag and grab it
bitch your favorite rapper is a faggot
get on the ground cause you just a maggot
feelin like wolverine nigga i'm rabid
woah woah
killin em one time, killin em two times
throwin down rakes double down kill two slimes
pay for a verse and you might get two rhymes
the bitch in the bathroom look like two guys
ima get what i want when i want it yeh yeh
you want smoke, promise this ain't what you wanted nah nah
this ain't what you wanted nigga
you finna get shot nigga
where you from moe, where you at nigga
where you from jit?
dumb bitch, stupid head nigga in a dumb pit
ball pit, this world is fuckin mine i want it all bitch

CURRENT STATE OF MY WELL-BEING (PROD.BMG)

CXRPSE

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