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FORTHETIMEBEING (PROD. UNDERGROUNDFXCK)

BitterBeing

An unexpected event captured and conveyed through sound

Easter

Come Back Season

winner of the year

PANIC (prod. Dretty Pope)

BUBBLE GUM CLOUDS
BUT IM BOUND IN A CELL
I LIVE AS A FIEND 
YOU'RE MY FAIRY TALE
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9eg0NdWW0TA 
AMV BY DARKTONESRECORDS

fiend/fairy tale

thanks for the song name inspiration https://soundcloud.com/danielsgone , read the lyrics of this one, i say some shit u need to hear. :)

prod. https://soundcloud.com/kirawthesavior
art. https://soundcloud.com/c3of

One, two, three
The devil swallowed me
Four, five, six
He's always whipping bricks
Seven, eight, nine
He cumming every time
hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, amen

yuhhhh
based god left me off easy
out here lookin g-eazy
nice hair combed, part to the side
only thing missing, lack of a pride
partially basic tho minus b-a
head inside europe tho lost in n/a
needing a nikon to shootin mistakes like my salary
waking up shaking im talking low allergy
mind off a apple we talking a yorkie
ya navvvi so dorky
watching em reference the video huego's, he actually a leeter
droppin a combo like piss drop from beiber
imagine a baby wit nikki minaj, she work wit tekashi, yuck
everyone forgot that he FUCKED a kid, yeesh
gross, yikes

Nine, eight, seven
mental off to Heaven
Six, five, four
god has stepped in thru the door
Three, two, one
he pressed against my buns
hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, amen

bee dee boop bop boo doo beep bop
kylie own slaves and a wrist watch (shoutout kardashians) 
trump is a pinky, short a sex offender
epstein go bestie he just owning a island
prolly just coastin wit gin and go wylin
baby aint that just american dream
castle with rook and go queen to the king
saving yourself just for blank offering
finding the footing like EX to the win
parry a super, im daigo admin
might just go and yell like the baby, 
thats: devil the jin *kiss
"intimate = sin"
nav throw on furry and homie start clopping
watch if i make it these artists stop clapping
bitch im so beautiful, always the method
these children anxieties outline depression

I GET VIOLENTLY ANGRY EVERY TIME I SEE BEN SHAPIRO, HIS FACE IS SO PUNCHABLE IT HURTS (PROD. KIRAW)

lyrics 

blood in the water attracts the sharks 
summoned horror, now in tact with dark 
dumb bitches, only seem half as smart 
after the part, i give in to their jargon 
i gargle the fact i’ll relapse if my targets 
go nowhere & i end up somewhere still starving 
some days bear resemblance to that of stardom 
but drugs share a sentiment to that i harness 
and to that i ponder 
upon a blue moon 
respond to their doubts with the sounds of my tunes 
been denounced by the doom of the thought of the future 
and all that i’m used to prolongs the abuse 
i maneuver my moves in the dawn of computers 
can not go refute the comments 
once you said it, i dread it 
the consequence 
could never unsettle 
the consonance 
slowly still echoes through conscious lens 
opt to depend 
on anyone anywhere to give me comfort 
anyway that you’ve denied new my hunger 
hung up on this shit 
i run from assistance 
i crumble through pressure 
succumb to ambitions 
while struggle enriches my slumber 
i wish this would end 
maybe then i could repent 
the lack of success & the riches 
a lack of good head from some bitches 
i’m stressed 
and my energies wrapped in some drugs & elixirs 
dumb & conditioned to think that there’s no one to save me from drugs & addictions 
too young to feel winded 
too sprung to let any restrictions go hold me back 
only facts that i rap 
after last year 
i could only come back with crack 
stacked cavalier 
with the brash raps in tact 
shit is revered 
as such as the quality follies with crux, so severe 
you’re a crutch on my crotch 
off my nuts, bitch it’s weird 
i’m on bars like beer nuts 
hope you don’t interfere 
the guitar strung along with the words that you hear 
i hope that you hear 
i hope that you’re here 
i hope that you hear this 
i know it appears this 
razors could pierce this 


Listen, im stressed 
i was a mess 
i must confess 
i was 
counting my days 
like sand in an hourglass 
that shit was shallow 
hallow days 
i won’t wait 
for the day my grave is shadowed 
with my death 
i won’t rest 
till i hit heads like gallows 
till i hit heads like gallows 
testing the waters 
i’m destined to coffins 
i’m pressured to fall in 
i’m all in 
i’m falling 
depression is stalling 
ya know 


i’m pressured to fall in 
i’m all in 
i’m falling 
depression is stalling 
ya know 


i’m pressured to fall in 
i’m all in 
i’m falling 
depression is stalling 
ya know 


If i had a penny for the petty shit ive done 
I would’ve already regretted the fucking sum 
I’ve just been slumped with the weight of the world on my back 
I cannot wait any longer 
The ways I’ve attached 
Put all my eggs in this basket 
fuck all this rap shit 
My passion runs dry in the moment I’ve mastered 
The flows have outlasted 
My woes & disasters 
Spit this shit faster 
This shit gathers up in the midnight 
I’ve been tight, my hopes are unanswered 
Gimme me a moment, condone this 
I fiddle a bit with a bonus 
Intricate shit I articulate 
Antithesis to you fakes 
I fish for some compliments, nothing real great 
Tumbles hate towards my stubbled blue face 
Suffer or suffocate 
Such a space that I must now embrace 
Puzzled face like i just huffed some paint 
On a cool date with a busted dane 
But just in case, I’ll conduct a new case 
To crumble pain with a subtle cool taste 
Till the cruel summer, I’ll stay wide awake 
With some new grace I’ve recovered 
Till I am discovered like something is up 
I’ve erupted 
I cannot go function like this anymore 

chorus (x1)

ya didn’t know, now you know 
under woes, i withhold sounds 
willing to fill in the void 
with this whole sound 
till i go fall down 
deep in the water 
i’m cold now 
baby i’m so so cold now 
Baby I’m so so cold now 
Baby I’m so so cold now 
No one to hold now

BLOOD IN THE WATER (prod. by gmp & zak ali)

the patron saint of existential dread

Lyrics :)
Ferragamo buckle, pop your perc and you see double

I came from the dirt, the grimy gutter, move your muscle 

Felonies came with melody sing your fucking pain

Melanie came with misery, what a dirty thang

Heartbreak a bitch, know you know how it feel ho

Hanging with the thugs,selling drugs, get a ear full

Shooting out these slugs with the pugs, we all dogs

Cement on your shoes, pay your dues with the mob

(Hook)

Treat the coupe, more like treat the bitch, drop the top on it

Waiter bullets, 38% got a hollow tip

Tired of it, my momma don’t like the way I’m trying to live

Safer with a dunk, but ain’t no way that I could fucking miss

2 hand slam jam, fuck her in a handstand, house arrest shit (yea) welcome you to band land

Dripping like that Dan man , percie drop like DAMN MAN

New time, Alright , hit that shit like BAM BAM

Flintstone Freddy yea, pop out hop you ready yea, bout my cheese Queso Blanco, bitch I’m talking Cheddy yea

House arrest got me fucked up need to cut that shit off

If I nut ho you know what’s up, got to lick that shit off

Treat the goose, more like treat the grey, I’m gon be there late

When i ‘rive, you gon have to slide then I leave her lake

Need a rake, money piling up like it was frito lay

See(C) A-R’s in my car, nigga behave

(Hook)

~

Vocals spillover 

Like the rolling hills of Dover

Had to block their shots 

So we bulletproof the rover

I've been sober 

Haven't hit the Blunt no cubans

But mari on some other shit

These bitches on two hands

Like whose mans

Bring it back

No lose ends

Get fat stack paper

Sell ya bricks for a few cents

Quick to kill a kitty

Throw a nigga on defense

I said speak down on a nigga 

At your own expense

I do not take that

The choppa hit yo neck

Go click clack

Fix that

Get back on my grind

Then kickback

Don't forget that

Humble niggas go places

And

There's more to music

Than wearing some gold braces

And

To stick around

You need more than old phrases

Don't know who molded this

Don't know what code this is

I'm the last to fuck with cliches

I won't fold to this

That's my position

Predispose a lack of my ambition

In addition they fuckin with us

We the new wave fuck some disses

Kanye New Slaves they doin dishes

In the kitchen

Letta nigga try me tho

I know I'm not fuckin missin

<3

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PANIC (prod. Dretty Pope)

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