Night Virus (No.24)

“The Washington Monument is now less about history and more about chemistry — the #1 historical place to get AH-MATIZED”
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LYRICS:
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Daisy's bare naked
I was distraught
He loves me not
He loves me not

Penny's unlucky
I took him back
And then stepped on a crack
And the black cat laughed

And baby I'll admit 
I've been a little superstitious 
Fingers crossed 
Until you put your hand on mine 

Seems to be that you and me
We make our own luck
A bad sign 
Is all good

I, I, I ain't gotta knock on wood
All of that bitchin'
Wishing on a falling star
Never did me any good

I ain't got to knock on wood
It's you and me forever 
Dancing in the dark
All over me, it's understood

I ain't got to knock on wood
Forgive me
It sounds cocky
He Ah-Matized me 
And opened my eyes

Redwood tree
It ain't hard to see
His love was the key 
That opened my thighs

Girls-
I don't need to catch the bouquet
mmm

To know a hard rock is on the way

And baby I'll admit 
I've been a little superstitious 
The curse on me was broken 
By your magic wand

Seems to me that you and me
We make our own luck
New Heights 
Of manhood 

Manhood...

I ain't gotta knock on wood
All of that bitchin'
Wishing on a falling star
Never did me any good

I ain't got to knock on wood
It's you and me forever 
Dancing in the dark
All over me
It's understood

I ain't got to knock on wood
Forgive me, it sounds cocky
He Ah-Matized me and opened my eyes

Redwood tree, it ain't hard to see
His love was the key that opened my thighs

Forgive me, it sounds cocky
He Ah-Matized me and opened my eyes

Redwood tree, it ain't hard to see
His love was the key that opened my thighs

Forgive me
It sounds cocky
He Ah-Matized me 
And opened my eyes

Redwood tree
It ain't hard to see
His love was the key 
That opened my thighs

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AH-MATIZED WOOD

(Untilimbo)
I been feeling on you, type shit (girl)
I been killing for you, type shit (girl)
Through the ‘Raq, fuckas know I been dialed in (girl)
Type shit (girl), type shit (girl)
I been running from the wave
I been running from the pain, tryna pave the way
She know I ain’t okay, still on Mary-K
Counting racks up everyday
Fuck a chain, bitch i’m copping up a tank
Can’t entertain, you a puppet on who lap?
Smoke a J for my homies in the trap
Pour up the pain from the rattle to the xan
‘Cause I been feeling on you, type shit (girl)
I been killing for you, type shit (girl)
Through the ‘Raq, fuckas know I been dialed in (girl)
Type shit (girl), type shit (girl)
You I can’t afford 
You I cannot count on
You up in my skull, girl
You why pain so gorgeous 
Your love like a bullet
It’s suicide on camera
Pour me like a 40
Sip me ‘til we’re fucked up
You I can’t afford, you up in my skull, girl
You up in my skull, girl
I don’t got no opps, bitch they thraxx
Smoke ‘em up in a pack, thraxx
I don’t fuck with bitches, rather step
Better step, rather checks
I choose careful my regrets
I choose careful who lay in my bed
I choose careful, watch your step
Put that on set, bitch, put that on me
‘Cause I been feeling on you, type shit, girl
‘Cause I been killing for you, type shit, girl
Through the ‘Raq, fuckas know I been dialed in, girl
Type shit girl, type shit girl
‘Cause I been feeling on you, type shit, girl
I been killing for you, type shit, girl
Through the ‘Raq, fuckas know I been dialed in, girl
Type shit, girl, type shit, girl
Everyday ‘til i’m in my grave
Put it to your face, to your pain
2 tone watch, 2 face
2 tone bitch, she 2 faced
2 tone bitch, she 2 faced
2 tone bitch, she 2 faced

CRYING IN GUCCI

toyota

Protocole Interrompu

Alone In Space

Emotion Naissante

I got too many bitches up on my arm
I got too many riches up on my own
I got too many riches, can’t sell my soul
I got too many bitches, can’t tell me none
Hop in the pussy like huh
She wanna book me like huh
Babygirl, you know what you do
Make that pussy drum
Yeah, do a drill with me if you fuck with me, I got my proof
Yeah, I got my roof
Diamonds on my rotten tooth
Crib on Timbuktu, feel like Timmy 2
Shorty want Jimmy Choo’s but she ain’t chip in with no juice
Hopping out for my crew
Burning ‘Rari’s out like coupes
If you fuck with me, bitch, do a drill like I do
If you fuck with me, bitch, be real like I do
If you fuck with me, bitch, bomb a hill like I do
We still in ‘em projects
Bitch, we high way too often
My bitch on Mary K. Olsen
We going dumb, hard, retarded
I don’t do no trust, girl, she want me to be honest
If you got me fucked up, i’ll change you like another topic
Babygirl just stop it
She choke out like it’s Hot Topic
I put my jacket on, percs falling out my pockets
When she play my songs, she know that she still my darling
If heaven for them dogs, you’ll never catch me barking
Real shit, remember my first clip
Walking down the streets I grew up as a lil kid
Gold watch, gold chain, i’m goldest
They fold up, they all the same, it’s fuck them
I’m tore up, it’s all pain, got no rips
Mature now but all day, i’m broken
I throw it out with no shame, hocus pocus
Like murder of your name, I do this
Potion, on potion, on potion
Drown in the ocean, your ocean
Too potent, too potent, it’s perfect
I’m falling, i’m falling, i’m falling off
Fuck with me, she fuck with me
Fuck with me, she fuck with me
Fuck with me, she fuck with me
Fuck with me, she fuck with me
We still in ‘em projects
Bitch, we high way too often
My bitch on Mary K. Olsen
We going dumb, hard, retarded
I don’t do no trust, girl, she want me to be honest
If you got me fucked up, i’ll change you like another topic
Babygirl just stop it
She choke out like it’s Hot Topic
I put my jacket on, percs falling out my pockets
When she play my songs, she know that she still my darling
If heaven for them dogs, you’ll never catch me barking
Wallahi, wallahi
Wallahi, wallahi
Wallahi, wallahi
Wallahi, wallahi

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Sound Effects w/ Jacob - 17/10/25 [Voices Radio]

Came into the world alone, i’ma leave alone, you already know
Fill my lungs with smoke ‘til my life in smoke, ‘til both of my eyes close
Cooking up like the stove
The fiends love me the most, they know i’m high 2 the moon
Kill the pain in my stomach, watch the codeine like it’s snow
Still the same oxycodone that took my homie 2 God
Fuck me, girl, fuck me like a ghost
If you coming over, don’t you stay 2 long
Baby why you ask how i’m doing?
You already know
Baby when you lie to me, don’t lie ‘bout love
Nothing last forever bitch, don’t tell me you is
Nothing last forever bitch, nothing last for real
Nothing last forever bitch, nothing last for me
They think that my liver last forever, that’s a bet
They think ink forever, she still out there, that’s a bet
They think life forever, losing time,
that’s your death
They think life forever, forever
Forever, forever, for real
Nothing forever, forever, for real
Downing the truth like a pill
Downers and uppers got me in the air
I want a change that they don’t make
Standing on stage with a masked face
I made my own way, pray it’s not too late
Looking for God’s face up in my own pain
Downing the xanny, that was my girl’s fav
Now i’m here standing alone at her tomb’s grave
Standing at hell’s gates looking for better days
Lost my one, only
Think ‘bout her all day
Kill ‘bout her broad day, all day
Rap like we hungry, it ain’t for money 
Hoes jump like bunnies ‘bout the pain we brought in
Time got me numb mane, we all gon’ die someday
Nothing last forever bitch, don’t tell me you is 
Nothing last forever bitch, nothing last for real
Nothing last forever bitch, nothing last for me
They think that my liver last forever, that’s a bet
They think ink forever, she still out there, that’s a bet
They think life forever, losing time, that’s your death
They think life forever, forever
Forever, forever, for real
Nothing forever, forever, for real
Downing the truth like a pill
Downers and uppers got me in the air
Forever, forever, for real
Nothing forever, forever, for real
Forever, forever, for real
Nothing forever, forever, for real

SAD FACE

Inconnu Humain

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