LuigisMansion ft. Cobra$hins

Double D! (w/ Zurin)

DREAMIN (prod. DEAD RISE)

[Lyrics]

(Verse 1)
Now get the guns, the drugs
And fuck up the nation
You've done enough to disrupt
My whole generation
You made us numb so young
My stomach can't take it 
I'm throwing up 
My guts just to feel a sensation

Make me move to the music
It makes you fucking useless
Go find a drug abuse it
So they can keep you clueless while you 
Move to the music
Pills blue, we keep chewing
It's leaving us in ruin
It got me giving up now get the...

(Verse 2)
Now get the guns and bust at anyone who smears your reputation
Just misdirect your hatred, it's flagrant you're never gonna leave this sedation
Praying for more patients to pay shit 'til we reach our destinations
But I lost all my patience tryna pay shit cause I wanna see bodies breaking
There's no American dream
And I won't let you bury the screams
Find hope when you stare in the screen and believe the fallacies in every word that you read
Huff galaxy gas 'til you barely can breathe 
Another dopamine fiend found dead on the scene
Let his parents pay the fees so they can't even grieve
Couldn't give a fuck about my people, it's more money for me so just move

My Generation

Magic

Graveyard - CouldaBeenDifferent
Prod. by Cobra $hins

LYRICS: 
Brat:  
Wishing it was different
Wishing i was dead
You dont wanna see whats going on inside my head got a map of the afterlife underneath my bed
Couple sad bitches dryin out in the shed but all i think abt is you and maybe sometimes death
Coulda been me i shoulda took the pill instead 
Maybe u would smile more i wouldnt be depressed 
Maybe my whole life wouldnt be full of regrets like damn i shoulda wrapped the fuckin pontiac 
Never shoulda asked the stupid bitch where the party at
Shoulda dug the blade a lil deeper 
Made the walls a lil steeper damn i shoulda did the whole 8 ball n had a heart attack
Wonderin if im going to heaven or hell decide to slash my fuckin wrist go get some ice for the swells
Dont even ask me how im doing bitch im not doing well
Is there even any hope its getting harder to tell
Its getting harder to manage feel like my heart been abandoned feel like my time has been up im lost somewhere im stranded u had my heart in your hands and u decided to slam it
Now i gotta get you back and kick you off of the planet
I wish you cared more but i know you cant 
Throw my ashes in the dirt with the plants
Lets the bugs eat away at my brain im insane but i remember a time when i was nothin but ya man
Hoe

Cobra:  i remember times i was lyin in the sand 
i remember times i was nothing but your man
and to you nothings new i was nothing but a fan 
in a stu what it do now i wonder what i am 
and then think of how i can 
and then remember that i cant 
fucked it up once never trusting a chance 
every loop every cue got me runnin outta stand 
ditched lust in the cuffs, discuss us, can’t forget 
ash it in the dust get fucked up agaain 
passion is love ion wanna pretend 
got your name in my lungs every hit is a gasp 
tell myself i’m good then i flinch every task 
truth is like glass now it’s burried in the past 
i’m tryna go deeper n deeper surpass 
take all my breathe and then throw way the mask 
heartbeat off beat cuz the rhythm don’t last 
no 
what you want from me 
if u want me then why tf u won’t talk 2 me 
i can’t say shit when all it leads to is apologies 
there’s a demon in my body n he’s haunting me 

fuck these visions 
this fiction 
the distance 
this difference 
your energy is off 
n i’m tryna listen
i fall into you every time like it’s scripted 
the highs wearing off 
baby one more fixing

CouldaBeenDifferent

[Lyrics]

(Hook)

Fuck boy, grip a pole, you ain’t gonna let it off
Sheep slayer, say your prayers, jesus brought the holocaust
Imma let the red river run and leave the pavement glossed
Asking for the price of his life, it’s what the holocaust (x2)

(Verse)

Bodies hit the floor when jesus need to pour a fucking cup
Never go to church, my faith is in the glock I fucking trust
Taking nine lives with the nine when I let it bust
Tripping off a strip I eat the shrooms as well to level up
Speak up 
Tweaker
Got you on your knees begging please to the G not to leave you cheesed up 
Breathe
Breathe 
Imma make you bleed
I’m a one man army, no swiss, this steal ain’t cheap

Hit the floor
Make em hit the floor
When the ammo go
Chopper on my hip that’s holding tits it let the corpses roll (x2)

Double D’s with the 223’s make your body fold
Pull up to the funeral to make sure that the casket closed
Brought a burner to the church and burn the mass to ash for sure
Imma turn your whining into blood and leave the altar soaked


(Hook)

Fuck boy, grip a pole, you ain’t gonna let it off
Sheep slayer, say your prayers, jesus brought the holocaust
Imma let the red river run and leave the pavement glossed
Asking for the price of his life, it’s what the holocaust (x2)

Holocaust (prod. Requiem Cult)

WICKED MOUND FEAT. $USANOO (prod. y$99)

SUPA MUTHAFUCKIN DOPE FEAT. $USANOO (prod. sleepy waves)

GRAVEYARD - SANITYMARE
SPOILEDBRAT x COBRA $HINS 
PROD. BY COBRA $HINS

Lyrics: 
Verse 1 (Spoiledbrat):
Im the one that’s lurking at the gates bitch we gon meet again
Fuck all ya fashion n fuck what you wearing im covered in blood screaming fuck all ya trends
Fuck all ya friends they all gotta die too
Pickin up ya bitch n ima read her like a haiku 
Who the one that really does it mf i do
You getting off track mf i advise you 
To watch ya back
Killas come through w no strings attached 
Grimey lil boy but my bitch is bad
Step in my path let the bugs attack
Fuckboys mad cus we runnin laps around everything he made 
Raise up the dead when i step on the stage
Plainfield ghoul how im snatchin ya face
Yung brat the barber u can come n claim a fade like anyday bro
Anyways hoe
Ion like the way the you talkin better watch ya tone 
Ion got the time a day i really gotta go
Got a couple pounds of gas sittin waiting to be rolled
You dont really wanna know the shit i do when im alone
Savrificial mf gettin in my zone
Rollin on the floor while im rollin up some dope bitch i Inhale smoke now im lookin like a ghost

Verse 2 (Cobra $hins):
swing blade watch it fly by 
catch me in a bad state with the buck eye
it’s them gyd killas the bad guys
u don’t really wanna die in the cross fire

bitch im alive 
bitch that’s a lie 
pull out the fye 
crook like i’m tied 
we got the tools help u up to the sky 
green in my cup like im fucking popeye

razor can cut fucked up in the cut 
mosh pits lazered up i neva gave a fuck
so i gave em a cut that’s a buck that’s a bust 
they talking too much better hush that’s a must

sacrificial tone
da bloody blunts inside the tomb
this hell is hot it is my home 
triple 6 right up ya nose 
i got ya running up the rows
she swaggin out in all her chrome
gyd is gone now i bet you feel alone

SANITYMARE

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