Bout My $hit

I can sell snow to a ski slope

WHO IS DIS?

[Lyrics]:
backwoods twisted
rollin driftin in the darkness
my mind straight trippin
cuz in my whip resides a carcass
its armless yet harmless
the slithering tounge with sharpness
i got up in the jaw
and i fuck yo witch regardless
im heartless and cold
my conscious is unfrozen
im the chosen WARLOCK
sippin magic potions in slow motion
im fillin up my brain with anything 
thats in my lane
i smoke down restrains that  
were cloudin up my main frame
homie you a lame
stay at home and do the same thang
i be out here working slangin cane
this aint no game mane
whippin in the matrix
all these other portals basic
fuck selling drugs
mothafucka imma FACE IT

I hop out the civic
im passin my limits
my style yall all mimic
but i defy physics

aye 
she sayin she wanna trip
nah
how bout we smoke on this zip
nah
she said but daddy its lit
nah bitch dont give me lip
dont give me lip
dont give me lip...

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I gotta i gotta i gotta dip
flip a bitch hit the scripts
now im itchin for a lick
you will not see me
i kill while you sleeping
i kill for the feeding
i am the deciving
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the unholy cynical wizard
the black blooded killer
i rose from the river of styx
i cause a lunar eclipse 
hit em wit da wrist
as my broomstick lifts
Fuck all the bitches and
Fuck all the bricks
im grindin for something 
that does not exist
step in the shadows
and become the mist
blood in the ink
it is time to enlist
im lost in the moonlight
been trippin for two nights
i just got a new knife
and sharpened it twice
taking yo life
rollin the dice
open my chest there aint
nothing inside

Im the systems 1 virus
straight born of osiris
i see past the crisis
with acid filled iris
im up on level you cant comprehend
just hand me a spoon and sit back
watch it bend
join me now brother its time to acsend
but dont float to high
i do not reccomend
caged with the lions im up in the den
cut em all down and make
coats out of them

got adderall drippin down my throat
no time release but instant dose
my mind repeats but i still smoke
ive got the leash latched
to your throat
and dont you dare think that i wont
im too damn lit from rum and coke
turn yo bitch into a witch 
with one deepthroat
dont worry georgie  
cuz we all float

4 tabs of acid 
my skins
feelin like its plastic
they all whisper in my ear
life dont matter homie crack it
keeping a chainsaw by the bedside
in case these boys want they
motha fucking head sliced
bust in her hair call that 
motha fuckin head lice
how you tryna say that
$.0.$ dont live life
homie i been live
fuck the white lies
how you gonna whine bitch
ive been reported dead twice
i didnt wake up.

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Aye im back again i remastered the song FED UP that was previously on my EP Tales of the wiccan
As always everything is produced and made by me.

LYRICS:

I gotta i gotta i gotta dip
flip a bitch hit the scripts
now im itchin for a lick
you will not see me
i kill while you sleeping
i kill for the feeding
i am the deciving
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the unholy cynical wizard
the black blooded killer
i rose from the river of styx
i cause a lunar eclipse 
hit em wit da wrist
as my broomstick lifts
Fuck all the bitches and
Fuck all the bricks
im grindin for something 
that does not exist
step in the shadows
and become the mist
blood in the ink
it is time to enlist
im lost in the moonlight
been trippin for two nights
i just got a new knife
and sharpened it twice
taking yo life
rollin the dice
open my chest there aint
nothing inside

Im the systems 1 virus
straight born of osiris
i see past the crisis
with acid filled iris
im up on level you cant comprehend
just hand me a spoon and sit back
watch it bend
join me now brother its time to acsend
but dont float to high
i do not reccomend
caged with the lions im up in the den
cut em all down and make
coats out of them

got adderall drippin down my throat
no time release but instant dose
my mind repeats but i still smoke
ive got the leash latched
to your throat
and dont you dare think that i wont
im too damn lit from rum and coke
turn yo bitch into a witch 
with one deepthroat
dont worry georgie  
cuz we all float

4 tabs of acid 
my skins
feelin like its plastic
they all whisper in my ear
life dont matter homie crack it
keeping a chainsaw by the bedside
in case these boys want they
motha fucking head sliced
bust in her hair call that 
motha fuckin head lice
how you tryna say that
$.0.$ dont live life
homie i been live
fuck the white lies
how you gonna whine bitch
ive been reported dead twice
i didnt wake up.

our lives are fucked up 
so we get fucked up

Lyrics:

Big Wurr

Safari boys creeping it's the destiny
3 dead bodies to the left of me 
don't betray me you'll live life successfully
I don't need no preacher blessin me
I got the devil right here he testin me 
watchin my moves keep em guessin g
oxys and xans I stay ingesting
all these drugs and bitches so tempting
so I'mma snort em all
and imma fuck em raw
imma break they jaws 
never abide by laws
only got my brothers so it's fuck you all
I'm poppin all these pills
fuck alchohol
think I might die early after all
nose blue from oxy and adderall
got a script full 30s 
yea I downed em all
standing off the cliff
I'm bout to fuckin fall..

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I just came up on a pound
Safari Boyz chiefin
ain't worries bout the crowd
when we walk in
everybody wildn out
all these fly bitches
stay drooling at the mouth...
I got this pretty little goddess
Rollin up while I be drivin
my hand all up her skirt
she laugh
cuz we was slidin
straight vibin
we fucked up 
the timing is fucked up
our lives are fucked up
so we get fucked up
watch my eyes roll back
to the back of the jag
all I see is empty black
got my hand on my gat
baby girl pass the mag
the tag promethazine
I be looking like a zombie
the way, my body lean 
don't you ever hit my line
less u talkin bout that cream
I be hunting I be stalkin
I be lurkin in yo dreams
you can call my Freddie Kruger 
way I make yo body bleed
REALITIES DISTORTED 
BUT THATS JUST THE WAY I SEE


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My new Ep is finally out.
Sit back, Light a blunt, and ride the cosmos with me.

Throw me to the Void

Hymn Of The Mystics

Desolate

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LYRICS
WOOD 2 THA FACE, JUST TO GET MY MIND RIGHT 

BigWurr
poppin pills on tha low now
hoes blowin up my phone now
i just wanna be alone now
girl, dont get your hopes up
i be steady po'd up
send your location might pull up
baby girl hold up
aint no one can control us
posted wit the soldiers 
you gon get the cold shoulder
aint my fault im bipolar
on a roll no coaster

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i step out the black on my shoulders a crow
the earth freezes over as i hit the flo
i creep thru the city a shadowless glow
you cannot phase that which you do not know
your trapped in this maze wit tha lucid scarecrow
its been seven days i aint waitin no more
glock wit a beam kickin down yo door
get down on yo knees put it straight up to ya dome

poppin pills on the low now 
hoes blowin up my phone now
i just wanna be alone now

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