onwards w kars prod me

fact city.mp3

(djcrimitis) jayyy savvy - bitch i smoke purp

Dddddjjjjj @Murdstah 
Yeeeaaa im Sippin Translucent Feelin like a Zombie Bitch
@rthnk @rthnk @rthnk @rthnk

@burninghaven @burninghaven @burninghaven

ima gud boi ima good kid idgaf spending racks on dum shit yea get up out my face u a dumb bitch told the bitch get up out my face u a bum bitch im on muney shit i got money counter flexin it count up muney bitch i got money counter flexin it count up muney bitch  i got money counter flexin it count up muney bitch told that bitch she cant be my honey bitch idgaf bitch i count my money bitch i got money counter flex.. told that bad bitch hop on my dick like a bunny bitch he walk up making random jokes he think he funny bitch idgaf ill rundown while its sunny bitch havin fun makin this song im goin dummy bitch
ima gud boi ima good kid idgaf spending racks on dum shit yea get up out my face u a dumb bitch told the bitch get up out my face u a... yahh told her get up out my face ion wanna see u they be in my dm dam im tryna be u told that bitch that i fw her she said mi 2 she dont kno how to live bruh i gotta teach u bad bitch in my bed sayin can i please u i got money counter flexin ye lil bitch ion need u. . . . .

@murdstah @murdstah @murdstah @murdstah

i got money counter flexin
got sum money bitch
the way you lookin at me
gettin pretty funny bitch
i go stupid
get these niggas off me bitch
sippin translucent
feelin like a zombie bitch 
fuk
ok
if i catch him
ima do his ass broad day
when u look at me like that
idk what to say
if you stick wit me 
then everything gon b ok

slek and espionage - twist a lie (prod sur6ery)

PRODUCED RECORD AND WRITTEN BY CROWS PEAK
SAMPLE ALSO BY ME
COVER BY @BEARGUTS

Lyrics:

Sat upon a wall of stone 
And looked down through the hazy mist 
Clouds above the trees 
In which within resides a ravens nest
Within the ruins of days forgot 
Break the locks up off the chest 
To find which eyes cannot perceive 
And I myself can’t comprehend 
So deep within this fog
I traveled far as I have split the path 
Do not search for reason bearing torches 
Can’t forget the past 
A place that’s lost in days of yore 
And none of which you can bring back 
The gold that shining brightest
Taunting images of false pretense 
Gleaming on the crest 
The blinding light in which I called upon 
For which I don’t feel worthy
Fallen angels dirt befell the throne 
And shrouded in a cloud of dark 
The storms that never seem to pass 
The feeling that I cannot shake 
Foretold and scribed upon a staff 
Feeling something missing 
Falling back and try to hone my craft 
This esoteric wisdom which required to evade the wrath 
The mercy at the hand of god 
I feel my life is out my hands 
Within this place I lose my mind 
I lose my faith I lose my grasp