IN THE DARKNESS

FAKE LOVE

KIDLOVO - LALA!

Båm - Sped Up

Lyrics 

Man who shouted out that rap was dead 
Cause I’m still here 
And I’m still present 
I’m still taking heads 

The king is dead, 
We never need crowns 
That’s what j cole had said 

I stay in bed 
And recollect the 
Dumbest shit I ever did 

Like damn I’ve really grown 
Look at me now 
I’m just  better man 

The devil and and the angels are sparring like this was clash of clan

And  Ima man if god so I stay him till the final stand 
The world is getting colder got children that’s dying over land 


Imagine if both my siblings was getting stuck in that 

I can’t imagine that, 
It’s hard to fathom that, 

But that’s the planets evil ways, 
And You would be amazed
About how many niggas 
Still look at their life and feel ashamed 

Compared to others that apartment is a mansion 
And that Honda is a Phantom 

Gotta learn to love your own shit  

It’s niggas that’s ain’t  living  that ain’t never have their  own shit 

It’s niggas that are dead
Their final thought 
Was tryna pick a shift 

But that’s the cost of living life, 
Regardless of  your living ways 

But don’t you leave this world remembered for your evil ways

So everyday I wake up, 

Spread positivity, 

Hoping that this music shit is helping you and helping me 

Gather all my thoughts
I gotta bone to pick 
So let me speak 

And then I’ll break it down 
For the people thats just too broken 
To shed some emotion. 

You may look strong 
But I know that you holding 

On something that can you keep you going in this crazy life 

Sometimes it’s make you feel 
 So hopeless, 
You don’t wanna fight,

Tryna prove to him 
and prove to her 
that you ain’t nothing light 

Your thoughts are going back and fourth 
From early morning, later nights 

I do ignore the pain 
Cause I don’t think that I can put up a fight

Evil Ways (eros remix)

lyrics*

wrist slit , body cut 
pure cold kurt cobain 
i’m be in da wip all black
getting faded wit my dawgs like shi ain’t never been da same 

fuck do u mean ? they don’t understand , 
they say that they get you they don’t 
when i pull the trigger they realize they lose you 
i never dismiss from the real in da fake

X2

i need whip, i’m driving to quick
i ain’t needing no thot
ain’t needing a miss 
mess with no opps
i’m talking a dis
shots hit yo body
you lookin like swiss

i needa a strap
i add to the wraps
i’m shooting my mac
my green gonna add
aint needing no thot
but she looking bad
they talk about me
so he getting mad

slit wrist cut bone
man down BANG BANG BANG 
i got this glock 23 up inside off my pocket if he wanna talk put that boy on a list 
i’m paving the block so da ops don’t get hit 
don’t give a fuck bout the rules so i dip
i got these bullets and rounds but i ain’t talking juju the way i be slinging this 40 round clip 

i got money on my mind
he getting a tag
ain’t mess with no opps
we getting the bag
we run up the shots
we killing yo mans
ain’t playing no games
gonna stick to the plan

yeah i’m getting to the bag
these hoes they want me now
they be talking about racks
like what they know about it
got a ton cash imma stack 
like ill reroute it
carry a .9 on the side
and it got a hundred rounds in it

Evil Ways (eros remix)

Boy Of Eros

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