Scooby-Doo

problems (prod. greyskies)

THANOS

i treat writing raps like im programming apps im coding shit,
i could try some acid or some xanax (facts) or both of them
i can handle tabs i see the bandersnatch encroachin in
pull the panels back i know you cant hold back but dont give in 
all of my synapses turned to candle wax, i slowly swim
pray my mind relax i've learned it cant, alas i roll the spliff  ..................................................
smoke a santa sack, the future and the past the only gifts 
oh yeah and the gab, aint no one hand me that i chose the shit
i wrote this and established im the man who have the coldest spit
brought mo than zips of gas you match with grams how we gon smoke this shit
sammy sosa shit got so much dope im going home with it
hardest known to spit i had a boner when i wrote this shit
pop up on ya bitch n lay it on her she wan hold this dick 
she say holy shit, i already told her get ahold of it  
she got explosiveness, she like a soldier, shawty blowing shit 
boomers show me shit thats in my soul n im decoding it


i treat writing raps like im programming apps im coding shit
i only drop the coldest shit dont cap then tryn j cole the shit
ion hit bongs noo more these spliffs just happen to be what im smoking with
nectar hits my throat is itchy dabbin so im sposed to get
mega blitzed but no i sit and ask where went my oldest friend 
cannabis he never visits tolerance is holding him
ignorance is evident i obviously should slow a bit
call yo local city politicians you dont know them bitches
if you did who gives a shit they literally dont control the shit
you listening but bitch im blossoming your flow is growing thin
my issue is with them who talking and they know they dont do shit
the distance is too vast from yall i get in my bag of flows and spit,
shit bounce like dribblin basketballs, you get it i have control of it 
im on the ritalin after all give a riddle to yall like a troll on a bridge 
duetti hit me for the masters im in a pickle so i ardy sold the shit
ill spend it on slinging the hash wit scotty i slash the profit we both get rich

when i be writing raps i get so technical, the flow is sick
i be boasting shit ill get a technical my coach is pissedx
could barely hold this bitch i call it tekken cuz the pole got kick 
they always told the kid but he's a skeptic he don't know the risk 
yall so comatose just keep on resting, youll get woke with this
im tryna blow ill go and get arrested yall repost the pic 
shawty a hoe he know that shit he stressing n dont wan post the bitch
my bitch pose she know she thick, she better than yo's this hoe's a glitch

i treat writing raps like im programming apps im coding shit,
i could try some acid or some xanax (facts) or both of them
i can handle tabs i see the bandersnatch encroachin in
pull the panels back i know you cant hold back but dont give in 
all of my synapses turned to candle wax, i slowly swim
pray my mind relax i've learned it cant, alas i roll the spliff  
smoke a santa sack, the future and the past the only gifts 
oh yeah and the gab, aint no one hand me that i chose the shit

BANDERSNATCH [PROD. NXTTY]

KNØTTZ - SOUTHWESTERN TRENDKiLL

Some new songs some from years ago
Alot more in store you whore enjoy
DWMG CFYB

TRAIL BLAZER

DEADBEAT ENEMIES

featuring: @sxumbagbaby
produced by: @diedinoctober
cover art by: @yipyip13

LYRICS:

[HOOK] 
I HATE THAT I WOULD HAVE TO DIE, FOR US TO RE-UNITE
I KNOW YOU STARING DOWN AT ME I SEE SPECTRES IN THE SKY
I HOPE ONE DAY STARS ALIGN, BUT NOW IT'S ME, MYSELF AND I
I PUT WALLS AROUND MY THOUGHTS SO IM STILL TRAPPED INSIDE MY MIND
(X2)

[5'4 VERSE]
I SEE YOUR FACE UP IN THE SKY JUST LIKE A CONSTELLATION
CAUGHT TO MANY BODIES IN THE PAST I MADE A COMPILATION
ALL I SEE IS RED, KNOW IM GON DIE FOR MY FUCKIN BROTHER
THIS AIN'T NICK @ NITE BUT IMMA SLIME WIT THEM MOTHER FUCKERS
HE AIN'T EVER MADE IT TO THE TRAP BUT HE A THROWER UPPER
IMMA JUMP THAT BOY LIKE IMMA DOUBLE DUTCHER

IM TALKING GUN FIGHTS, LAST LIFE, I LET OFF THAT GRAPHITE
THRASH TYPE, BITCH I SKATE THAT PUSSY LIKE A HALF PIPE
FRIED RICE, BITCH I WAS A COOK UP IN MY PAST LIFE
THERMITE, I BURN THROUGH THEM WOODS LIKE IMMA TERMITE

HOW IM COUNTING UP THESE BLUES YOU WOULDA THOUGHT I WAS A CRIP
AND SHE CALL ME LIL FIFFY FOUR GIOTTOS ON THE WHIP
WOULDA THOUGHT THAT I DO PORN GOTTA DUFFEL FULL OF DICKS
AND I GOT A NEW EXTENSION ON THIS BITCH I LET IT RIP

[HOOK]

[SXUM VERSE]
AND THE TRUTH IS ON THE TIP OF MY TOUNGE BUT I CAN'T LET IT OUT
WALLS BUILT OUT OF SILENCE SUPRISING HOW IM INPRISONED NOW
AND IM SLIPPING DEEPER AND DEEPER YEAH THATS WITHOUT A DOUBT
COME TO BLOWS WITH MY DARKEST CLOUDS THIS THE FINAL ROUND

FAR BELOW THE SURFACE, THE LIGHT IS LEAVING IT'S QUIET NOW
IT BE HARD TO KEEP IT REAL WITH ALL THIS FAKE AROUND
ATHERARIZE ME OR EUTHANIZE ME BABY JUST PUT ME DOWN
ALL I KNOW IS THAT IM BREAKING I CAN'T TAKE IT NOW

BLACKING OUT IM SEEING RED
I'M CAUGHT UP IN THAT FUCKING RAGE
556 LIKE TRIPLE 6 THEY HELL BOUND IF THEY IN MY RANGE
BROKEN HEART WE TOOK A LOSS BUT FUCK IT, THEY GON FEEL MY PAIN
WISH I COULD'VE TOOK YOUR PLACE, FOR NOW IM SPINNIN IN YOUR NAME
DOUBLE STACK MY MAGAZINE I UP THAT BITCH AND LET IT BANG
A SHOT FOR EVERY TEAR THAT FELL, WHEN I LEAVE IT WON'T BE THE SAME
GG 258 RIGHT TO MY BRAIN IT STOPS IT BUT IT FADES AWAY
ALL THESE PILLS PROLONG THE PAIN I LOVE TO SUFFER ANYWAY
HOW YOU LEAVE ME ALL ALONE IN THIS FORSAKEN PLACE
YOU SAID THAT YOU NEVER GO, THEN THEY TOOK YOU AWAY

[HOOK]

SCOOBY!

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