good imo the aggression in the original is impossible to beat

Glaive - I Wanna Slam My Head Against The Wall (Slowed Acoustic Version)

produced by me

everything is so backwards 

lyrics:


that boy broke he tryna win the lottery
and they see my name and they copy me
this is real money not monopoly
told that bitch that there aint no stopping me
trynna be yourself but you a wannabe woah
maison margiela designing my... clothes
but you know how it goes
i bailed myself out come get back your swag bitch
and i can't pronounce who made this sweater it's not average
give a fuck bout that cloning shit i'm not your dad bitch
but maybe that shit the reason that i'm first you last bitch
and i win i win i win, bitch im a rockstar with that fit
and these waxed jeans come from rick
like i'm in a band got drums with the stick
that boy is too lame he not coming in
bitch you not tj three shots and i win
nah matter of fact two shots and you out
piss in your gravestone and i'm out
we count fucking, commas
you not up like this put it on your momma
and everything i touch millions like i painted mona
that boy broke he tryna win the lottery
and they see my name and they copy me
this is real money not monopoly
told that bitch that there aint no stopping me
trynna be yourself but you a wannabe woah
maison margiela designing my... clothes
but you know how it goes
and i'm back
back then had nobody with me
imma get this money up imma stack it to the ceiling
and i got a pretty lil bitch they asking me how i'm feeling
(how you feel) nah fuck all that you know i feel great
cause i told my grandma you don't gotta worry
bout the lottery none of that shit
i'll touch a million before i turn thirty
and that's on my life in this bitch
if you trynna go up better hurry
cause when i'm up then that's it
i'm making plays he still playing the lottery...
you know damn well that he sick

lottery

high zoey - so pretty I could die

i cannot remember when i felt a thing at all
double barrel up against my head, no one to call
blood fall down my body, now it's splattered on the wall
tie the rope around my throat, and watch my body fall
i don't wanna try again, they never let me fall
nail me to the wall
i can hear somebody cry my name out down the hall
i cannot recall
don't believe what i saw
i lay on the glass and cut myself with every crawl

i think i'm in danger
i think i see demons in my crib
i'm a stranger
i can never be alone inside my thoughts, i hate it
i take what i want, take what i can to get sedated
i always lose my patience
i can smell the iron from the blood mixed with the fragrance
one that i remember that you wore, i fucking hate it
i rip thru your body, yet you laugh, i stand there aimless
do the same to me and we both lie there, corpses vacant

we shared the same fate
everything i feel inside for you is fueled by hate
you were my reflection, break the mirror
we're not the same
never be the same

i cannot remember when i felt a thing at all
double barrel up against my head, no one to call
blood fall down my body, now it's splattered on the wall
tie the rope around my throat, and watch my body fall
i don't wanna try again, they never let me fall
nail me to the wall
i can hear somebody cry my name out down the hall
i cannot recall
don't believe what i saw
i lay on the glass and cut myself with every crawl

we shared the same fate
everything i feel inside for you is fueled by hate
you were my reflection, break the mirror
we're not the same
you were my reflection, break the mirror
we're not the same

we shared the same fate
everything i feel inside for you is fueled by hate
you were my reflection, break the mirror
we're not the same
never be the same
never be the same

i cannot remember when i felt a thing at all

i am so sorry
@1endie
@prodkbl
@33roaa
@prod_pk

(prod. @platygoinupp)
w/ @l0vemypar4d1se
#left2die #weredifferent

lyrics:

@sawlvy
M1911 bitch we keep tht shi concealed 
rockin down on 2 bitch lets run it its a duel wield
yuh never get infected bitch we strapped like navy seals
me n charlotte got the guns to make you wanna beg n kneel

@l0vemypar4d1se
yeah if a nigga talkin shit then we make him eat steel
yeah and ive posted wit my bruddas 
ive been posted in luh field
ive been posted wit my bruddas
ive been smokin i cant feel
put my trust upon the glicky 
tell the fake apart from real

@sawlvy + @l0vemypar4d1se
oh u talkin boy wsp 
dumpin metal betta duck

yeah and ive been smokin double dutch 
told my bih 2 fuck it up

we ain rly give no fucks 
u know the glick gon leave em stuck

yeah baby this a real stick
in my jeans i keep it tucked

@l0vemypar4d1se
yeah if you loved me? id have for baby
i think ive seen enough 
and im in fairfield
im wit sawlvy
choppa make him eat the dust
and im wit brodie smokin oppies
yeah i think i need sum neck
feel like jesus call the plug i need sum wock to resurrect 

@sawlvy
im w/ charlotte so u kno we got sum tec 9s
huntin bounties so u kno its time to go n collect fines
w my brothas we real killers oh thts my allies
stomp his teeth right into the pavement boy i love the cries
my girl she hold my knife
every strike is so precise
clickin off right on my sights
ima killer in the night
snake eyes right up on the dice 
im the fuckin antichrist
contract kills u know my price
leave yo head up on a spike yuh

@sawlvy
M1911 bitch we keep tht shi concealed 
rockin down on 2 bitch lets run it its a duel wield
yuh never get infected bitch we strapped like navy seals
me n charlotte got the guns to make you wanna beg n kneel

@l0vemypar4d1se
yeah if a nigga talkin shit then we make him eat steel
yeah and ive posted wit my bruddas 
ive been posted in luh field
ive been posted wit my bruddas
ive been smokin i cant feel
put my trust upon the glicky 
tell the fake apart from real

left2die w/ L0VEMYPAR4D1SE (prod. platygoinupp)

decay w/ mitsu

Prod: @everythingsokay1
Artwork: @salem089

*Producer tag*
"I miss you like the sun misses the flower. Like the flower misses the sun in the depths of winter." - William Thatcher

Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, woof,
Shout my brother man, my brother slangin' Dog Food,
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, woof, 
My bro Pied Piper got the junkies dancing like he plays the flute,

We got Bonios, Pedigree Chum,
Never catch me touching brown but do you want some?
Never catch me touching Heroin, Heroin,
Pea soup, grape juice, got the dark fruit that get you smacked out,

I can vouch for bro, I know that he good w/ the blade,
I watched him scratch the slow release off an oxy for the fade,
Check out the menu we got the soup of the day that you can put in your veins,
It won't bring back your dead family but it will certainly help you to manage the pain,

Smoking that brown, smoking that black, smoking that smack,
Do what you want, you can smoke, sniff, jag,
Do what you want, you can smoke, sniff, jag,
Smoking that brown, smoking that black, smoking that smack,

Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, woof,
Shout my brother man, my brother slangin' Dog Food,
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, woof, 
My bro Pied Piper got the junkies dancing like he plays the flute,

We got Bonios, Pedigree Chum,
Never catch me touching brown but do you want some?
Never catch me touching Heroin, Heroin,
Pea soup, grape juice, got the dark fruit that get you smacked out,

I walk around this city and all I see is junky bastards trying to tap a fag,
I walk around this city and all I see is walking body bags,
I'm sick of the sight of these fiends stumbling backwards, Can it get any worse?
Waking up in the street in the morning, going home in a hearse.

*I don't condone the use or supply of illicit substances. Nor make light of the plight of addiction.*

Glaive - I Wanna Slam My Head Against The Wall (Slowed Acoustic Version)

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