PROD. ME

CHOOSING TO BE AN ARTIST IS A MENTAL ILLNESS
I'M PROBABLY GONNA QUIT MAKING MUSIC SOON
I JUST DO NOT GIVE A FUCK ANYMORE
I PLAYED THIS SONG ON TOUR A LOT

I SMOKE FREEBASE CRACK LIKE HUNTER BIDEN

LYRICS:

SAID I DON'T GET ONLINE AND ASK YOU WHAT IT'S LIKE I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU FIGHT
THEY DECIDE
I SIT BACK AND STACK MY FUCKING VOCAL TRACK
CATCH YOU RIGHT OUTSIDE I'M ON THIS BUS FOR FUCKING 25
THEY DECIDE
IF I EVER SEE THE DAY I'M 25

WHY WOULD I SPEND ANY TIME ON MAKING WHAT I THINK YOU WANT
I CAME OUT TO STAND ON TOP HIS NECK JUST LIKE A FUCKING COP
I KEEP WISHING DEATH ON ALL MY FRIENDS AND I CAN'T MAKE IT STOP
I CAN'T EVEN TAKE MYSELF TO BED BECAUSE HE NEED TO ROT

I KNOW WHERE I'M FUCKING UP AND WHERE I GOT MY SHIT ON LOCK
I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT I FUCKING WANT
MAYBE YOU'RE UPSET BECAUSE I WORK AND NOW THEY GIVE A FUCK
SORRY THAT YOU FEEL LIKE I'M YOUR ENEMY I'M REALLY NOT

TELL ME IF YOU HEAR IT IN MY VOICE THAT I'M NOT FEELING RIGHT
I BEEN UP FOR HOURS AT THIS POINT SO IT'S ON FUCKING SIGHT
I GIVE UP ON MUSIC ALL IT DOES IS MAKE ME FUCKING FIGHT
CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT I EVEN WANTED SO I REALLY MIGHT

I COULD TALK TO EVERY SINGLE FRIEND AND I STILL FEEL ALONE
I PUT EVERY PART OF WHO I AM AND I GOT NONE TO SHOW
I SPEND EVERY DAY IMPRESSING PEOPLE I DON'T FUCKING KNOW
IF I COULD I'D FUCKING DISAPPEAR THAT'S WHAT THEY WANTED THOUGH

I KNOW PEOPLE THINK I GOT IT SET DON'T FUCKING TALK LIKE THAT
WORRY 'BOUT MY FRIENDS JUST LIKE I CARE THEN I DON'T CALL THEM BACK
I CAN'T EVEN WALK OUTSIDE 'CAUSE NOTHING MAKE ME HAPPY, BET
TELL YOUR FRIENDS EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID THAT'S WHAT YOU FUCKING GET

FUCK YOUR EXPECTATIONS, ANTI-MEDICATED PIECE OF SHIT
WHY WOULD I DESERVE IT ALL I EVER DID WAS FUCKING BITCH
EASIER IT'S SAID THAN DONE BUT WISH I MAKE YOU FUCKING SICK
SHIT DON'T REALLY MATTER THAT'S 'CAUSE NOTHING EVER

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LevelThree - Druman

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Brimstone

COKEHEAD

Sound Like

made this like 5 mins ago lolo

I feel embarrassed 
so I’m gonna share it
cause I’m a coward
of course the troll won’t go down alone 
can I watch your dog today 
helps me not overdose 


all the cashiers in town 
know my government name
it’s a sign of times
ive lived here too long to change 
wish i could go awat
find a new place to rain 
Sink into my couch
eat pizza and complain 

—-
made my mom a promise 
I’ll finish what I started 
but bpd and ad/hd
keep me from that Mantra 

they said to write your songs 
as if no one would will see
while better versions of myself
Invade my privacy//

I wish I wasn’t scared to kill myself
or go to hell.
the best day ever might of passed me by but I couldn’t tell.
If I’m gonna be a victim 
I wanna make sure that I bleed.
If I’m gonna spread my wisdom 
then I wanna eat the seeds//

the worst song ever

davids interlude (prod. skotskr)

LYRICS:

Picture me rolling something in a blunt,
Open it up, pick apart what’s making up the guts
Pass it around, make sure everybody get it once
Tripping off of whoever bet I ever give it up
Stumbling out the front door, lacing up shoes
I got shit I gotta get done today I’m making the news
It’s a lot you probably hear about me, none of it’s true
‘Cause what they said isn’t enough pussy it’s worse, fuck you

Fuck what they want me to do to roll it out
Bag up the money pussy the full amount
Check on the legacy went a hundred rounds
Still standing and rubber banding the bank account
Fuck what they want me to do to roll it out
Bag up the money pussy the full amount
Check on the legacy went a hundred rounds
Still standing and rubber banding the bank account

I put down the static I don’t want it,
‘Cause if I go to jail I come out dumping out the cartridge
Hanging out the window yelling “fuck the whole game”
Let ‘em pull up at the crib and dot a fucking family name
Eulogies and twitter posts “they died too young”
Well blame it on who taught ‘em how to hold they fucking tongue
Shit that I invested in was built for popping lungs,
Tell ‘em jump, motherfucker jump, duck and fucking run

Fuck what they want me to do to roll it out
Bag up the money pussy the full amount
Check on the legacy went a hundred rounds
Still standing and rubber banding the bank account
Fuck what they want me to do to roll it out
Bag up the money pussy the full amount
Check on the legacy went a hundred rounds
Still standing and rubber banding the bank account

Scene been rotten from the inside out
I’m still fucking up the peace until we both dried out
I hated every fucking word that ever fell out they mouth
I wish you all the fucking worst could give a fuck what you ‘bout
Pussy die, tell ‘em die, don’t ever bring it outside
I’m fucking riled up I hope you try
This for every artist ever looked me in my eyes I see the bitch in you,
Bow, motherfucker die slow

CARTRIDGE [PROD. SKOTSKR]

LYRICS:

FUCK THAT,
DIE YOUNG WHERE THE REST AT
SEND IT THROUGH THE FUCKING HELLCAT
MASK UP PUSSY ALL BLACK
HEARD YOU PUT A FUCKIN' BAG ON ME
AIN'T NOBODY KILLED ME YET
ALL YOU FUCKIN' LOOK THE SAME TO ME
BITCH YOU AIN'T WHAT YOU CLAIM TO BE

I DON'T DO PAPER WITH PUSSIES
I'D BE DEAD IF I AIN'T IN A HOODIE BUT LOOK WHERE THE PAIN BOUTTA PUT ME
FUCK A CHECK IF IMA DIE WIT IT
IMA KILL EM' OUTSIDE WIT IT
BEEN READY COME TRY ME BITCH
CALL FLEX HE GON' SLIDE WIT IT
YOU ALL BITCH MADE DIE LIL' BITCH

I AIN'T BOUTTA PAY SHIT
IMA FUCK IT UP TILL I MADE IT
GIVE A FUCK WHO YOU SAID THAT YOU CAME WIT
ALL THE BLOOD SPILL WHEN I CAME IN

GOT MY OWN BLOOD IN MY MANAGEMENT
I KILL EM' ALL 'FOR I SETTLE SHIT
PUT ME THROUGH HELL, WHAT I DID WITH IT
WHAT I DID WITH IT

FUCK THAT,
DIE YOUNG WHERE THE REST AT
SEND IT THROUGH THE FUCKING HELLCAT
MASK UP PUSSY ALL BLACK
HEARD YOU PUT A FUCKIN' BAG ON ME
AIN'T NOBODY KILLED ME YET
ALL YOU FUCKIN' LOOK THE SAME TO ME
BITCH YOU AIN'T WHAT YOU CLAIM TO BE
X2

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Muliwara & DVMX

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