#Piebeats
#MADGRiM
#MUDGRiM

𝔏𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔰:
polly, polly stacks of rap 
pushing back when she throwin it 
molly, mola in my pack on my back if you talkin shit 
prolly, prolly smoke a pack of blacks while i'm recording this 
aint no plane jane mary, that's a evil eye right on my wrist 
Jesus, Bones is scary, but he's on a chain drapped round' my neck
best $40 ever spent, look at me shining bitch 
it cracked her in the head while we were fuckin now she's pissed 
i'll be like Peter Pan, we'll fly to the sunset 

soon i'll be rich, ha 

like a bucket i make 3 songs a day, you gone hear the swish 
Larry Bird, i tell you to you're face then dunk on your bricks 
those bars could build a house, no brick and mortar, hay and sticks 

.....

agua, water from my raps i make you're grave amongst the fish 
i heard rats can swim, but i'm efficient concrete on your hip
i aint lyin nor am i cappin when i say soon yeah i'll be rich 
it's bound to happen when you flowin similar to this 

but i aint a Wiz 

only one man holds that spot, that name, and he is known as B.I.G. 
and O.D.B. with energy that shit is way too lit 
effortlessly sliding like a skater, wax the lip 
(and i pay homage, yeah)
and i pay homage to the legends Triple Six 
and the Tribe because you know that yea they helped me on my Quest
bu i'll consume side missions before the rest 
now i'm in jeans shirtless screamin, this aint my Sunday best 
thought i was lucid dreamin, bleedin 
i lose control i'm stressed 
yeah, i'm stressed 

~𝔐𝔄𝔇 𝔊ℜ𝔦𝔐

Larry has wings (PROD. Piebeats)

#TylerFrumusa
#MADGRiM

𝔏𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔰:
you waste time questioning while i flow like a king 

but i still doubt myself so i try to sing 

four pointed crown watch how i send out this fleet 

my army hungry so we gon eat your brains 

mental hurtin my hands feel heavy wit these rings 

lead in my feet footsteps thunder with the rain 

work like a crime the way that i whip off the scene 

im not mean i just been keeping mad grim for some weeks 

haha and they stay mad they just mad they aint tripled up like my lucky 7 streak 

aint good in school, but you know this shit stay sounding AP

artwork the desk shout out Mrs. Simmons she helped me find me 

missin my 1 so im on all these beats on 3x3 

smoke up now i feel like Juice Wrld with all this dope and cheese 

you could call this coping, please the way im sliding on this beat 

punctual lil shawty metrodome me for the free 

3.99 for one B&M, but its smoking so sweet 

keep talking yo shit cause it got nothing to do with me 

rubberize my whip and watch me bouncing down the street 

grandma pulled a blic extended clip if you fuck with the team 

you could call this coping, please im waxed out in these dirty jeans 

yeah

imma keep talking my shit, imma keep climbing these steps 

keep a tight eye on your bitch she like a tight grip on her neck 

misin signs and red lights waiting all that shit i blew right past 

now i get high when im happy and i get high when im sad 

yeah

now i get high when im happy and i get high when im sad 

boy get a fuckin grip you getting tears all in the pack 

drink half the 40 40 then i save the rest 

elegant language from lil baby i think she speak in cursive 

kid whatchu sayin whatchu sayin i think thats the wrong verbage 

yeah, yeah

you could call this coping, please i'll slide on you in dirty jeans 

you waste time questioning while i flow like a king 

but i still doubt myself so i try to sing

yeah 

four pointed crown watch how i send out my fleet 

but my army hungry so we gon eat your brains 

mental, mental be hurtin my hands heavy wit these rings 

lead, lead in my feet footsteps like thunder with rain 

work, work like a crime the way i whip off the scene 

im not mean bitch i been keeping to mad grim for some weeks 

they cant compete my lucky 7's tripled up on my streak 

aint good in school, but you know that my fuckin bars be AP 

artwork the desk shout out Mrs. Simmons cause she helped me find me 

missin my 1 so every fucking beat i flow 3x3

smoke up now i feel like Juice Wrld surrounded by dope and cheese 

dont get me wrong i understand why your bitch is on me 

call me JD yung Jim Dean she lick my neck i feel peace 

im too slick like Assassins Creed i got a blade up my sleeve 

~𝔐𝔄𝔇 𝔊ℜ𝔦𝔐

tongue to skin (PROD. Tyler Frumusa)

#DavidG
#MADGRiM


𝔏𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔰:
eyes low ice cold the beat gonna flow like i blow my mind 

leave my thoughts onna side note 

i wrote concrete dig the bars in deep like i sleep onna slab no pillow 

i smoke, i smoke, i smoke, you smoke, you smoke a pack dont push a pack

lightly im tappin the blunt to ash it off

black out, wake up dawned in blood, feel like evil Asher Roth

but im gorgeous call me JD with the rod

bitch you back it up, bitch you need to back it off

and i hope you had fun at the mall

watch me hit my John Wall now i feel like Sean Paul, FUCK!

aint gon mention number flashin out i stun em aint no blic im right up on em 

bloody rag sent to they mother an she aint cry cuz she know Reaper don got em

im MAD GRiM i will teach you about him, leather grip wit sum reefer around him

let it slip like a secret don found him 

then bust his lip like a fist has been poundin 

leaving slits everytime i black out then im talkin shit with nobody around 

anger hits like Ali at the bell then i put on the mask and the reaper comes out

im still MAD while i chill at a 5 star hotel 

im still MAD while i dont got a lil bit of dro 

im still MAD that my life isnt panning out well

this my last hope so i throw a wish down a...

throw a wish down a... i throw a wish down the well

MAD that my life isnt panning out well

yeah im MAD that my life isnt panning out ho 

WOAH, every beat i am impaired right now call me the russian cream criminal 

WOAH, call lil baby honeyberry cause she eat me just like some cereal 

WOAH, let me pick through you brain like i remove the stems 

im an R.E.S. baby that never reahced R.E.M.

now watch me focus it so change up your lens 

WOAH, every beat i am impaired right now call me the russian cream criminal 

WOAH, call lil baby honeyberry cause she eat me just like some cereal 

WOAH, let me pick through you brain like i remove the stems 

im an R.E.S. baby that never reahced R.E.M.

now watch me focus it so change up your lens 

...................

MAD GRiM, yeah, hey

eyes low ice cold the beat gonna flow like i blow my mind 

leave my thoughts onna side note 

i wrote concrete dig the bars in deep like i sleep onna slab no pillow 

i smoke, i smoke, i smoke, you smoke, you smoke a pack dont push a pack

lightly im tappin the blunt to ash it off

black out, wake up dawned in blood, feel like evil Asher Roth

but im gorgeous call me JD with the rod

bitch you back it up, bitch you need to back it off

now i hit my John Wall Sean Paul cause im white boy ballin in the middle of the mall, FUCK!

aint gon mention numbers flashin out i stun em aint no blic im right up on em 

bloody rag sent to they mother but she aint cry cuz she know Reaper don got em

im MAD GRiM i will teach you about him, leather grip wit sum reefer around him

let it slip like a secret don found him 

then bust his lip like a fist has been poundin 

leaving slits everytime i black out then im talkin shit with nobody around 

anger hits like Ali at the bell then i put on my mask and the reaper comes out, YEAH!

~𝔐𝔄𝔇 𝔊ℜ𝔦𝔐

Honeyberry Rain (PROD. DavidG)

#IndominusBeats
#MADGRiM
#MUDGRiM

𝔏𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔰𝔏𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔰𝔏𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔰𝔏𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔰𝔏𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔰𝔏𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔰𝔏𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔰𝔏𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔰𝔏𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔰𝔏𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔰𝔏𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔰𝔏𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔰𝔏𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔰𝔏𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔰:
breach a vow of silence like a monk got a guitar 

i aint tweakin but im geekin with a bottle on the porch 

yeah, yeah, yeah, yurrrrrrrr
yeah, yeah, yeah, yurrrrrrrr
yeah, no, no, yurrrrrrrrrr
yeah..... yurrrrrrr
yeah, yeah, yeah, no

yung shadow in the dark with a ruby that look like Mars 

dont tear it apart, unroll the russian from right where it start 

yung grim with no tee on, thats normal

drip me in the freeon, the Cold Room

seeing words in neon, now i turn the heat on, see in thermal 

yeah

blood inside a journal start merging with the ink its swirling 

crest on my tattoo it aint hurting, thats R.E.S. you better learn it 

lost in lessons i aint learn them so you gone suffer thats for certain 

i dont exist when they closing the curtain

so gimme all your pain then i hop inna furnace 

yeah

finding little Georgie with the rain coat gimme dat, pitter pat, sounding of the rain on my trucker cap

im telling you the story of a change in a simple man, feinding for a black hit the WaWa like a Cumberland 

now i got the bass and fucking 808's the thunder man 

yeah they got a stack i got it back and now i do my dance, my dance 

plus i got that blue cheese "wanna try it" ?!??!!!

yeah, yeah, yeah, yurrrrrrrr
yurrrrr
yeah, yeah, yeah, no

oh-no lil grim just lost the boat

now im SOL like i just bought some diamonds in the mall

one chain of silver shining pendant stainless they wont help me float 

i dont need this body ion even need this flow 

..... if you need some courage i wish you well 
spit my verse so listen well 
throw my ice inna wishing well 
put the ice on my wrist so the whip dont fail 
put a slice in my whip and a slice on my hip and the Nike on kicks, yeah
like MJ in 85, i might not survive the ride
but i got here in time and i might be ready to die.....yeah
but first wanna slab the ride, im losing time cause i got dab on my mind 
yeah, first wanna slab the ride, im losing time cause i got dab on my mind 
first wanna slab the ride
first wanna slab the ride, BITCH!
first wanna slab the ride, im losing time cause i got dab on my mind 
first wanna slab the ride
first wanna slab the ride
first wanna slab the ride now you gone see, yeah you said you had the time...
bitch, i think your G-shock aint right 
first wanna slab the ride
first wanna slab the ride
first wanna slab the ride, im losing time cause i got dab on my mind
first wanna slab the ride
first wanna slab the ride, you can just hop inside, yeah

~𝔐𝔄𝔇 𝔊ℜ𝔦𝔐𝔐𝔄𝔇 𝔊ℜ𝔦𝔐𝔐𝔄𝔇 𝔊ℜ𝔦𝔐𝔐𝔄𝔇 𝔊ℜ𝔦𝔐𝔐𝔄𝔇 𝔊ℜ𝔦𝔐𝔐𝔄𝔇 𝔊ℜ𝔦𝔐

slab dreams (PROD. IndominusBeats)

#ThatKidNova
#MADGRiM
#greyskies

𝔏𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔰:
hi... guess this is my time 

some may call me c but i go by mg at night 

move like static on the t.v. tap the box to make her cry 

but i know that two wrongs gon make her tight 

keep up with them lefts and you gon end up in the right 

right in these cold hands like subzero with the spine 

blow a pack, i puff the og till i feel fine 

put the R in front of E&S and your granted a life 

resurrect every single step in my life 

one quick mistake might make me isolate watch me put down this knife 

i might call on some angles for some wings so i can fly 

but baby im a bottom feeder i prefer the grimey side 

i prefer the grimey side no baby im a bottom feeder i prefer to stay and hide 

high, i hit the pack and then im high

and baby im a bottom feeder i prefer the grimey side

oh you mad huh? wait.. go ahead and speak your fucking mind 

say whats on your chest and say it with your chest you fucking clown 

BITCH! R.E.S. till im in the ground 

you would need and rpg to take me down wit extra rounds 

like a season you aint even gonna see me till the leaves turn brown 

im way too geeked up in the outside world like "can they see me if i.....

can they read me? can they see me if im looking down? 

yeah can they see me can they fucking read me if im on the ground"? 

i got three wishes, but there aint no genie inna bottle 

the reaper came to see me, finish off the sacred bottle 

he bares the gift of silver, gold and copper rich marauder 

but he saw im cookin evil shit so now he bares the garlic 

like i bite down i might taste her blood and go retarted 

but these beats go stupid so i smarten up like this my honor 

but i aint never ask your honor 

this objective knowledge is my power 

~𝔐𝔄𝔇 𝔊ℜ𝔦𝔐!

camo clot (PROD. That Kid Nova)

#TheHeretic
#MADGRiM

curses on this dumb bitch for exactly 1 eternity... luv yall fr

ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
mmmm baby stand strong like a tree 
bury me under trees
smoking red woods under red wood im coniferous and evergreen
dont give a fuck if they with me
dont give a fuck if they can stand me or stand with MG
imma a red wolf with the teeth 
mmm imma rouge man on a rampage and i might cross the red sea 
how you get to doubting me,
and then i talk you out of it an now you doubt again?
call it redoubt on the team, but you always part of my team
mixing chamomile in my fucking tea thats a cup put the honey in it too 
yeah, if you really wanna make a change...
you gotta fight through the red tape 
then you leave em all in a red tide then you pull up with a lil shank 
then they turn the shank to a red shank, but the boy aint fly like a bird 
but he had a big ole beak, so you know hes probably from the burbs 
when im dishonest yeah i know it hurts 
i know you just want it straight, but i spit it all out on a curve 
like im in wanted got these fucking perks 
hit ya amygdala across the world, dont worry it aint gon hurt 
and ya memory will still work when you decide to resurrect
mmm yeah
when MG high he resurrect 
hopefully this time i got the fucking checks 
im levitating on my feet aint need no checks 
on my jacket thats three stripes
matching the Moschino band thats on my head
oooo if we grilling under grey skies better bet we put the cherry on the blunt 
its illuminating both my lungs, theres no communication through the iphone bet i havent touched that shit in months 
no
talking to the reaper through the tracfone then he showed me how to duplicate the ones 
yeah, so im safe if im ever running low on funds and if they try to crack the safe the booby trap i set gone blow em up 
wait, who is that pulling up?
its MG in a horse and carriage and he pulling heavier than your truck
from the blue boys imma run, hear a click on the asphalt 
got the mask on, the headless horseman, i feel just like OG Pumpkin 
put the skeleton on my gloves 
put the skeleton in my hand 
put the skeleton in my head 
put the skeleton on yo man fr

~ɯıɹƃ pɐɯ

nicole is now cursed for exactly 1 eternity (PROD. The Heretic)

still trying to find out whats beeping (PROD. Free Quenzy)

#Eros117
#MADGRiM

shout out to #Eros117 one of the coldest beats of all time fuck yall fr if you think otherwise

ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
MG LEADER OF THE GRiM REAPER

MAN 
YEAH?
MAN, I DONT GIVE A FUCK BOUT THE CONSEQUENCE 
YEAH I WAS PART OF IT, COME FOR ME, ENTER MY GAME 
FUCK ALL THE FAME AND THE PARTYING, THAT AINT A PART OF THIS 
TRY 2 GET ME OUT THE WAY 
ROSE ON THE GLASS MATCH THE LIQUID
IT GOT HER THOUGHTS SPILLING,
AND NOW SHE GON SHOW ME HER BRAIN (<3)
THROW ALL THE 1'S FOR THE FEELING THE PAPER AINT REAL,
BUT ITS REELING US 

THROW ALL THE 1'S FOR THE FEELING THE PAPER AINT REAL,
BUT ITS REELING US 
THROW ALL THE 1'S FOR THE FEELING THE PAPER AINT REAL,
BUT ITS REELING US 
THROW ALL THE 1'S FOR THE FEELING THE PAPER AINT REAL,
BUT ITS REELING US CLOSER TO PAIN EVERYDAY CLOSER TO 
PAIN EVERYDAY IN EVERY WAY

I DONT GIVE A FUCK BOUT THE CONSEQUENCE 
YEAH I WAS PART OF IT, COME FOR ME, ENTER MY GAME 
FUCK ALL THE FAME AND THE PARTYING, THAT AINT A PART OF THIS 
TRY 2 GET ME OUT THE WAY 
ROSE ON THE GLASS MATCH THE LIQUID
IT GOT HER THOUGHTS SPILLING,
AND NOW SHE GON SHOW ME HER BRAIN (<3)
THROW ALL THE 1'S FOR THE FEELING THE PAPER AINT REAL,
BUT ITS REELING US
THROW ALL THE 1'S FOR THE FEELING THE PAPER AINT REAL,
BUT ITS REELING US
THROW ALL THE 1'S FOR THE FEELING THE PAPER AINT REAL,
BUT ITS REELING US, REELING US
THROW ALL THE 1'S FOR THE FEELING THE FEELING,
THE PAPER AINT REAL ENOUGH 

DAMN.... MY PAPER AINT ADDING UP (NAH) 

THROW ALL THE 1'S FOR THE FEELING THE FEELING 
THE PAPER THE PAPER AINT ADDING UP (NAH)
THROW ALL THE 1'S FOR THE FEELING 
THE PEOPLE THE PEOPLE DONT GIVE A FUCK (FUCK EM!)

MY PAY, MY PAY, MY PAY, MY PAPER AINT ADDING UP 
THROW ALL THE 1'S, THROW ALL THE 1'S, THROW ALL THE 1'S
FOR THEM 1'S 
MY PAY, MY PAY, MY PAY, MY PAPER AINT ADDING UP  
THROW ALL THE 1'S, THROW ALL THE 1'S
THROW ALL THE 1'S,  THROW ALL THE 1'S (MG)
MY PAY, MY PAY, MY PAY, MY PAPER AINT ADDING UP 
MY PAY, MY PAY, MY PAY, MY PAPER AINT ADDING UP 

~ℳ𝒜𝒟 𝒢ℛ𝒾ℳ

MoneyWorldWorldWide (SplinterCellFlow) (PROD. Eros117)

#Saint
#$aint
#MADGRiM

ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
tunes in my head, then i press play

this aint the mood they play for change the bpm, bpms

press play

mmm all for me

i hear these tunes in my head then i press play 

no, this aint the mood they play for change the bpms

baptize in powdered mirrors if im passing i'll look pretty 

i feel just like "Yung Forbes"(akaMG) smoking this dope

i dropped my clip it crawled away like a roach 

9mm spliff bitch i rather smoke a slugg 

yurr, buckshot love, yeah you hit me in the chest and i hit your arm 

where its warm, load me up, you can be the trigger and i'll be the pump

and we'll never miss, never miss, baby watch the spread,
and we'll never miss

hold the spread, like i aint really want no sauce on my bread, peter bread
bitch im peterbilt and i hydroplane, why you laugh?
how you laugh?
how you laugh i you never saw the front 
how you laugh i you never saw the front yeah if you never saw the front 
how you know im thuggin on a pile of ones? 
why the fuck im laughin on a pile of ones? 
why i got the lazer gun the pack a punch?
why the fuck im laughin on a pile of ones ?
why am i so evil like a da-da...
why am i so evil like a Dracula?

trials of the Shoalin tighten up 
now i got the force like a padawan
now i got the lazer in my tommy gun 
yeah its real hot if i drool on you... cause i got the lava in my saber tooth 
and the light blue moonshine 80 proof 

~𝔐𝔄𝔇 𝔊ℜ𝔦𝔐

turned goth offa moonshine (PROD. $aint)

#Eros117
#MADGRiM

ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
MMMM THIS MG OKAY

MMM JEANS JEANS WITH THE RUBBER 

MMM JEANS JEANS WHATCHU THOUGHT I KNOW, NOTHING 

GOTTA RUB IT OFF 

IF YOU GOT PROBLEMS WIT MG JUST GO, NO, IT TAKES SO LONG 

WHATCHU THINK IM DOING, THIS MY SONG LIL BITCH 
YEAH I AINT TAKING LONG IM TAKING LONGER (TIME)

MG, YEAH I GOT MY JACKET ON MY BOMBER 

YEAH, AND I GOT SOME PJ'S THEY THE RAFFI'S (NO THEIR CALVINS)

YEAH, A PUMPKIN HEAD ON ME FEEL LIKE OG 

YEAH, I FEEL LIKE KANYE, BUT THATS NOT OKAY?

YEAH, FUCK YOU AND FUCK YOUR FRIENDS IMMA GO AHEAD 

YEAH, FLOAT ABOVE YOU ATOP THAT HO WIT LAVA TOOTH FANG 

YEAH, MG, YEAH LAVA TOOTH FANG, WHAT?

IF YOU SEE ME WHAT YOU DO I KNOW YOU WONT BANG 

MG KING OF THIS SHIT OKAY?

MG GON FLOW FLOWIN 4 5 EVER YEAH THE PHONE RING 

COLD ROOM, COLDER, ITS COLDERRRRR 

IF YOU FLOW WITH ME IN THE COLD ROOM BITCH JUST GET A JACKET 

(4REAL)

THE PACK PACK POLLY PACKING 

YEAH I GOT MY WOOD MY SPLIFF MY JOINT BITCH I AINT PASSING NO

(4REAL)

NEVER NEVER, NOT GASSING OUT 

THIS A BACKGROUND TRACK SO YOU CANT UNDERSTAND A THING OKAY

(MAYBE)

LIL VOICE IN THE SHADOWS MANE

(THATS SCARY) 

LIL VOICE IN THE SHADOWS MANE

RUBBERIZE ME AS I BOUNCE DOWN THE ROAD WITH THE ARMORED CHEVY AND THE BULLETS CANT GET ME 

DONT BE BITTER LITTLE BUDDY I PICKLED YA RARI YOU FAKE YOU AINT GROW FROM THE GROUND 

MEMORIZE EVERY WORD WATCHU THINK WATCHU THINK.... FUCK WHAT'D I SAY?
MEMORIZE EVERY WORD WATCHU THINK WATCHU THINK I'LL FORGET

MoneyWorldWorldWide YEAH YOU ON MY MIND UNTIL THAT SHIT SPLIT

SplinterCellFlow GOT INTEL FROM GRiM WE CAUGHT ALL THE BLIPS 
SplinterCellFlow THE INTEL FROM GRiM PULL UP MW6

SplinterCellFlow THE INTEL FROM GRiM BITCH YOU JUST A BLIP
SplinterCellFlow THE INTEL FROM GRiM BITCH YOU JUST A BLIP

~𝔐𝔄𝔇 𝔊ℜ𝔦𝔐

MoneyWorldWorldWide (SplinterCellFlow 2) (PROD. Eros117)

#eros117
#MADGRiM
shoutout Mystik Keyz!
i might try playing but i miss the keys so im gon hit up Mystik Keyz

𝔏𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔰:
wait it gets better.... wait...wait... please just wait it gets better 

just let it soak like bruscetta, bitch then the flavor is better 

mane your laughin is extra so..... imma wrangle the heckler

so imma strangle the heckler 

slide like yung Ryan Sheckler 

click, i aint calling no anna, but its because of the anna

im cutting the pie, raise antennas, the rest of its mine, raise antennas 

cheers to the sky i aint know that guy, but i know that he died 

so cheers to the sky....

please wait it gets better... wait.. just wait.. wait... wait it gets better

let it soak like bruscetta, then the flavor is better 

im telling you man "the flavor is better"!!! 

mane yo laughing is extra so... imma wrangle the heckler 

so, cold, strangle the heckler 

slide like yung Ryan Sheckler 

click i aint calling no anna but but but its cause of the anna 

im cutting the pie, raise antennas 

so the rest of its mine, so the rest of its mine, so the rest of its mine 

im still throwing cheers to the sky

like i said i really dont know guys (i'll hit you with chairs from the heavens)

like i said i really dont know guys..... but i know that he died 

step in my ring get hit with a chair from the sky 

thats a chair from the sky 

thats a chair from the heavens

bitch thats a 6-1-9

yeah im Mysterio steppin, with the ray gun i go reckless 

i might try to play, but i miss the keys so im gon hit up Mystik Keyz 

i might stop trying to use the word i, but i'll still mention Mr. ME 

yeah Mr. Me, MG transfer to Mr. Me
MG transfer to Mr. ahh 
MG transfer to MR. C
MG transfer to Mr. Me,
yeah i still mention Mr. Me 

~𝔐𝔄𝔇 𝔊ℜ𝔦𝔐

Ryan Sheckler and Terry Kennedy and Rey Mysterio  (PROD. eros117)

#iamloveseat
#MG

happy valentines day 

𝔏𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔰:
ive been ive been swelling up i feel like michelin

yeah, watch me pop an epi 

these allergies apply to, apply to, apply to.... everything 

yeah everything 

i stretch my arms and my wing span look wider 

in the white cold winter yeah im flying, im higher, im brighter 

im soaring yeah i spot you like a sniper 

in my scope yeah im gleaming like a glint 

you asking wheres the weed yeah where it went, whatchu think 

swelling up i feel like michelin look like michelin 

so watch me pop this epi

like these allergies apply to everything 

yeah you saying "trust me bro" but i dont know so i stay weary

lets lay back and kick both of our feet up

on the floor like theres thin blood in my body its just like water 

and you know my fangs askew cause im designed an gripping gator 

and i add some seasoning when i whip inside the croc, and some oil  

and i love the spice, but i smoke the pot

yeah i heard that shit will have you frozen tweaking at the stop

bare knuckle boxing zombie while you running up on bears and them cops 

yeah i guess to me that just sounds like a lot 

laid back in the maca aint a hammock while my wings up in a sling 

last week yeah i tweaked out banging Slint 

yeah that mean there aint no work this week 

yeeaaaah got a 7 letter grin 

man i really feel like Francis out in France, but whos my friend 

no one 

so im painting to the fickle end

no one, knows that

thats okay knowing if you really know my secret bitch then just confess

oils on my hands till fickle ends 

or im painting till the light and time bend 

r-raging lick im tasting, yeah i love sweat on her skin 

and the tattoos on her body mix with the ink from my pen 

baby just let me draw on your skin 

temporary sigils upon your skin keep you safe 

work up from my naval and bite my neck make me bleed 

yeah thats a seance baby we linked in 4evergreen 

big banks aint know that im precious metal 

yeah i feel like Bobby Orr walking through flower petals

i cut across just like Crosby and handle em like McDavid 

yeah i know you probably gon celly, but imma save it 

i like the big banana backwood watching film in the basement 

if you just soak in defeat lil baby you start to taste it, taste it 

mmm you start to taste it

if you just soak in defeat lil boy you start to taste it

~~~~ℒℴ𝓇𝒹ℒ𝒶𝓏𝒶𝓇𝓊𝓈𝒲𝓇ℴ𝓉ℯ𝒾𝓉 LordLazarusWroteit ℳ𝒢 MG~~~~

big banks dont know im precious metal baby call me Bobby Orr (PROD. iamloveseat)

#DiceDice
#MG

they took my shit fr man damn im hurting but fuck 20 days fr ahhhhhhhhhhaha splinter cell shit 

ƨↄ𝔦ᴙγ⅃:
yeah F to the R to the double E beat then im outta here, then im outta here 

F to the R to the double E beat then im outta here, then im outta here 

it calms me like the ativan, but why'd you tell my insurance?

you know they be throwing them fees out like your fake curses 

confused im reading the paper, but then i question why its written in cursive 

lemme dampen all ya struggles, but then its gon worsen

if im gon step outside its gon be quick call that my excursion 

yeah i see that you trying no lying, but all that energy exerted 

thats why youre exhausted, killer orca tuck my fins ergonomic

scarcity breeds rarity so i tuck my ego in my spine 

yeah and im here till the crescent moon die

man you cannot exile me my essence too fine 

yeah, every breath is a sigh, then i breath out whats vile

and it smelling like chai, and im making whats mine

and im bumping whats mine

man youre all of my childs 

fuck that, man im all of your fathers and you all are my daughters 

you bring me dishonor, fuck i paid for the product

and i paid for the sauna, bitch im finna vomit 

man i feel like im fading then im gonna fade out then im famous 
the weed got me faded, man ya fit look like Payless, so i fade out 

faded then i fade out, man i shouldnt have drank this 
please take this, yeah MG

man i feel myself fading

finna put my whole face in
finna put my whole face in

gimme the roach yeah i'll finish that shit i dont care how its tasting

dawned in chamillion coat, yeah i aint riding dirty, the trunk put the bass in

plus if its under an ounce then they really cant say shit 

plus if its under an ounce then they aint gonna find it 

minnimum wage, but now we all smoke on an island 

if i smoke with Yung T or Yung Swoo then i pass automatic 

man it really aint rolled that big, but it hit like a Kraken 

man she said that the repo man here and he just like the reaper man 

and he aint gon accept any settlements he like the devil man 

man fuck 20 days 
man fuck 20 days 
man fuck 20 days 
man fuck 20 days 

man fuck 20 days 
man fuck 20 days 
man fuck 20 days 
man fuck 20 days 
man fuck 20 days 
man fuck fuck 20 days 
20 days 
fuck fuck fuck fuck 20 days 

~𝔐𝔦ᴙ𝔊 𝔟𝔄𝔐

Repo Man Gave Me 20 Days He Aint Know I Only Have A Few Left (PROD. DiceDice)

#LAW
#MADGRiM

𝔏𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔰:
pass on for my neighbourhood 

i went faceless for sure 

no one knows me, that way better, jeans sag fallin off 

pass on for my neighbourhood 

no one knows me, this way better, now im feeling good 

jeans they sag and now im weightless 

pass on for my lady, cool 

smoke a black while feeling blue 

suede my shoe then brush it smooth, MG lookin dapper dapper 

pass on for my lady, cool 

smoke a black while feeling blue 

suede my shoe then brush it smooth, MG make the dapper drool 

leave a exit hole with no tool, leave ya black an blue 

do not leave me high and dry i need the dope it fix my dome 

MG spot a group of group of plastic fakes like polycarbonate 

yeah they'll put that resin on your face, but know they charge for it 

yeah if you fear me no MG pack this the charger kit 

no, it aint in target bitch, but yeah i'll make target flip 

mmm back door back door back door back door MG, ransom, hit 

bitches want my head, that they'll never get

mmmm this shit just so funny, this shit just like a cartoon, this just like toonami 

they really really do not know im offa nuka cola

baby tweakin offa jet, never better, baby tweakin offa jet 

rolling outta bed and im reaching reaching reaching for the fkning weed

i roll it, seeds blow off my head 

ya'll know the JNCO basura that shit is trash 

i feel like flakko with taylor made gator on my bag 

i feel like slater with taylor made gator on my....

i feel like slater with taylor made gator im parading 

i feel like flakko yeah i need peso thats my payment 

yeah you might try get me down, but my nuts still hanging 

yeah you might try get me down the sparks my chain still haning 

yeah yeah jeans jeans with the rubber cuff for the rain bitch

yeah, i feel i feel like Sid Vicious cause i carve my name in 

i cant do shit, but the bass still banging 

yeah, had a had a precious vision and my chain was swanging

yeah, precious vissage why these peasants on my pavement?

emo Paul Wall cut my wrist my candy blood be draining 

and its dripping yeah it mixing wit the rain bitch 

yeah i shoot at the sun lil bitch C is on my tee 

yeah he died, i cropped the sleeves, this aint a convo of mine 

shoot at the sun lil bitch C is on my tee, yeah i yeah i cropped the sleeves 

this aint a convo of mine 

watch me move quick like a runner 

this a broke summer, scratch that this a rich summer 

with the rackies wrapped in rubber 

this a broke summer, rug pulled out from right under 

this a rich summer with the packies wrapped in rubber 

change two 0's for one bruh, cut it back and cut it close 

it comes first lke the thunder, the lightning be my hunnids 

burning like my stomach yea the flames come out my stomach 

imma keep on making all these song yea watch me run it 

yeah we missed the store on the block so we spun it 

yeah if you see the clock do a spin thats a hunnid, what?

thats a hunnind, bitch yeah thats a hunnid, songs i make a hunnid 

thats a hundred

~𝔐𝔄𝔇 𝔊ℜ𝔦𝔐

dawned in taylor made gator sippin ghosts (PROD. LAW)

#WavyWahid
#MADGRiM

ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
mmm i aint violent 

tell me to move soc you in yo face a take ya breath, with no special fx man 

if the price is on MG i might collect it myself because my pockets looking stale man 

if i see hallucinations yeah i made them myself, i put them stars in alignment

if you dealing with the time i hope you deal with yourself because you know i own the time man

aclimate your mind because you know we in the highlands

watch me jip jip this mileage, yeah watch me spin back all this mileage 
this the fountain of youth its coming to you soon

i feel like a scrooge i walk around like i dont know him or you 

why the fuck you make me mad, ask me what MG do, nothing 

i sit here and i bleed through both my boots, nothing 

yeah i guess the pains just in my roots 

yeah, so i kep this grin and i stay smug bitch 
i dont really know how long i got to keep this bumping 

why the fuck are they in all black? they sweet like fundip

they aint know that im the lord i wear it then i tuck it 

and i aint fearing no man that wear a bucket, MG resurrect and the ground shake like i pulled the truck in 

im in the ditch, but watch me pump this trench gun then i hit a And 1 over the whole damn sun 

yeah, over the whole damn sun, then i hit a And 1 over the whole damn sun 

im dancing, fully packed out feel rancid

yeah blood rushing to my head, but i aint do no handstand 

always throw and break my phone the Motorolla antics 
the iphone screen glass shatter if you BLAM! it
yeah just so you know 
that shit be so childish makes me feel like lil bro 

all my issues are the same like isotopes 

if you keep me in the dark for long enough i start to glo 

boy got plutonium in his coat yeah the plutonium start to glow

yeah radiation up in my bones aint affecting me the quick correction b my skin is melting off a little 

they be disrespectful, they scoffing in the middle 
so their chicken little 
yeah i put them in my dinner 

~MAd GᴙiM

Cherry Lime In All Black (PROD. Wavy Wahid)

#Zicabiitz
#MADGRiM

ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
MAD GRiM

subzero grab, the ice fist, past dental my wrist 
the spine i grab dont fight this, i twist then i rip 
damn oh damn, hold it 
hold on the tags, dont like this, imma grimey lil shit 
yeah, making music musty, how'd i get this glow, im shinning lil bitch 
oh damn oh damn 
enter the tomb of the lava tooth fang
yeah, lava dripping in the drool, melt the pinky ring 
yeah, that looks like a rubber tool it wont fix a thing 
yeah you drop it yeah its gonna bounce it wont make a bang  
leaking lava in drool it melt my ring 
caught a dragon named basilic, made me drain, but i aint part of the gang 
i sting like a bee i morph like the water, burn the margielas 
yeah, feel like Wiz and Wayne after facing this whole seven 
i can go forever dont you dare cut my session 
just let me take you down the chamber and i'll teach you a lesson, yeah
it doesnt matter what they do it's about what you do 
just find a beat thats so fruitful and pear like bluetooth
no and dont take the advice and start to run with that, just walk
so you can light the blunt, sometimes the wind gon burn it back 
tummy feel like turner now, winged fairies swirl around
named Gusion like what im on, this evil shit cant murda me 
page down, i hear my song at the bottom 
its far beneath all the dirt its far beneath the bedrock
yeah, but im creep and crawl and climb the mountiain top
the sunrise the one i saw it in my sleep 

yeah but im a creep 
yeah but 
yeah but 
yeah but 
but but im a creep

lemme ask the magic 8ball it said we'll settle this with a game of hateball 
until its through
certain light gon help your mood, go look at that hue 
yeah, the cactus pricked my finger, a bleeding sentiment to you 
i rather chrome over my heart before upon the 22's 
yeah, lemme do this dance dance driving back the coupe 
yeah, vans vans after converse man i keep it smooth 

~ℒℴ𝓇𝒹ℒ𝒶𝓏𝒶𝓇𝓊𝓈𝒲𝓇ℴ𝓉ℯ𝒾𝓉, 𝔐𝔊

coupes, vans and converse  (PROD. Zicabiitz)

#CURTES
#MADGRiM

in a loop fr but Larry Bird blessed my hand

 ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
evilest evil, evilest evil, evilest evil, evilest evil 

curse from guadalupe on gusion baby but that shit wont stick 
get me back on my evil shit then them boys gon slit 
how im mr. Rogers in this bitch but then i smoke a brick 
why i wanna swerve my tommy vest so it match my course right

curse from guadalupe on gusion baby but that shit wont stick 
get me back on my evil shit then them boys gon slit 
how im mr. Rogers in this bitch but then i smoke a brick 
why i wanna match my tommy vest to my fucking spray

gimme a pound then im blastin off, uhh
this is the reefer sound, uhh 
silver shine teeth my sound, uhh
pass through the knee right now, uhh
teeth on the curb the concrete sound, this is the reaper now, uhh
Sashiko my feet right now, yeah ive been kinda been burning off, uhh

ive been sweating from all of this liquor, it stay on my person 
if you try to take that from my boy you gonna be hurting 
infected! uhh uhh Margiela MRSA!
yeah imma smoke you right outta ya backpack an ya Vetements pursa

you might find me in Mexico with all the skeletons 
baby dance for the hell of it, liquor so hot for the smell of it
baby all of the money like nachos with meat and the cheddar dip 
but i hope if we meet you dont burn, cause i live up to none of it 

hope i pass to my son cause the wisdom might help him with some of it 

yeah, the light touch the ground, in the future the dark will run all of it 
so just keep doing your thing cause the reaper dont care if you balling bitch 
yeah

Converse, jeans and a white tee fit, shit, i dont care you want my spliff bitch
JBL on my pentagram, pass the wine when my friends come in 
cross you out, i shoot lefty mann, dunk on you when my checks come in 
yeah, how you think i got this fly lil man?
Bird he flies and he gon bless my hand 

and i aint gon stop, i aint wave checkered flags 
might break my leg and my knee and lil baby i still got my toe on the gas
yeah, the boy is basura he copying me, in his head he be knowing he trash
im jumping the loser, you shouldve beat me, in ya head you be knowing you bad...

~𝔐𝔊

evilest evil mixtape made of bad stuff and pressure propane (PROD. CURTES)

#xngln
#MADGRiM

ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
yeah MG yeah, hypnotize, can i get the check please imma dip 

i feel hypnotized 

why you throwing shit? you talking shit in shade, go hypnotize 

hypnotized by friday night lights so i took the ride 

creeping down the alley this may end badly, lil bug in a trap 
 
alibi if they catch me, the lord blessed, nah man i just rap

R.E.S. my chest please fuck the fee i just need it bad 

ink prick in my skin mean im coming back 

MG resurrect he walking in he unzip out the bag 

now im back, then i cash out, then i cash out 

with the bolt in my bag i feel like Percy 

baby this is a mad house

she know that im dirty say she deserve me and i think that she right 

but i dont deserve her the eternal servant the manequin with melted wax from my eye 

just give me the liquor my physics are off like why is my pack in the sky?

yeah like why is you jacking the guy man you both different sizes and he rocking the slides 

yeah, dont act like you have it lil guy

yeah we all put in work dont be questioning none 

im pressed till the summer moon come then i wait for the winter i aint gonna fall 

that Maison mean nothing at all man im on to all black, camo dance in the dark

with my turban to block all the hate if its there in my world tunnel vision my stare 

with my turban to block all the hate and to block out the face if this shit go swirly 

im determined to sort by the relevance, i dont know you so that shit cant hurt me 

i aint mad, but im pressed like the juice so i might come off sweet, but the seeds break ya tooth 

and i might pour one offa the roof for you, through the sunroof of your coupe 

why you hit me up? why you wanting my info?
aint no phone why you want info?

on this bike pop a endo also man i smoke the endo 

im on the point, i hop a fence, i feel like a fencer 

i do what you do with my mental, while you playing with pencils 

and bitch i dont care if its rented, this stress is causing overpressure 

watch me cheese with this blood on my dentals 

MG yeah

say something, summit semtex, we high and then we glide 

if you think you higher or flyer we blow yo ass out the sky 

paint me in attire thats finer than glass from Persian times 

then send heat, spin the dryer, never tired with caffeine at my thumb

lost in these layers

rappin out my skin 4real

yeah rapping out my skin unpeel

lost in these layers

rappin out my skin 4real

imma step right out this skin, unpeel

lost in my mind i dont deserve to be endeared

so that reflection i aint going near 

lost in this time on my wrist is broken gears 

~𝔐𝔄𝔇 𝔊ℜ𝔦𝔐

semtex summit (PROD. xngln)

#LethalNeedle
#MADGRiM

ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
MG MG yeah 

i just need a mask and some liq 

roll and pass the thrax thraxx feeling level 

slanging words like i tied a rope to it 

the end is sharp so it gon puncture through ya metal 

i just need a mask and some liq 

roll and pass the thrax thraxx feeling level 

slanging words like i tied a rope to it 

the end so sharp so it puncture through ya metal vest, but the crest on my protect me like 4ever 

MG yeah the crest on me protect me like 4ever

yeah for 4ever, protect forever and from the venom if theres any ive been weary 

these buildings crawling with the snakes i bet theres plenty

and let me mention the intentions are still blurry, these people traded, yeah a body for a penny, that shit went down in your city 

everyday we can see the world is gettiing grimier 

im amongst the dirt, pull the lever, kick the recliner up

imma taste the world, but i want home cooked rice and chicken

till i till i get that explode feeling, baby, till i get that, that full feeling 

man i think im sweating, i think that my soul sweating 

so i lay back and its just me and the ceiling 

i need soul food, whole foods cant manage 

seeing pixeled freaks in my mind since the crack a dawn, but pass the ball i got demon hops from this jagged scar

yeah you might have a wand, but you bought it at the mall

im casting crucio on anyone that try to touch my jaw

and dont you ever ever cross my lawn cause you might fall in the mot the gator chewing on yor arm 

i traded four prawn but im torn for a plastic crown and some spicy sauce, i mix it all 

yeah smoke when im steppin smoke when im walkin, fire from my breath thats why im weezing in my chest 

colorize my left so if you right just come correct 

keleidoscopes all in my mind thats a chaos head 

whatchu know bout checking teeth when you get outta bed i swear im having all these dreams where they be falling out my skull 

maybe if you feeling me you might understand 

i swear its danger all around me bitch im never scared 

you might find me isolated if you follow all the noise, im changing up my hair color so voices cant surround me

mood go quick just like a hair trigger, imma shogun feeling cocky please please stop.

and yeah i paid the meter so im idle when im breathing, smoke and carbon, the grey match my sneakers 

yeah the toxins appaling, but the clouds gon fit the scene 

let me take it all in i catpture moments you wont see

yeah, yeah this the dirty E, down the street the sea, then its Bean Town baby where the hard shit cheap 

yeah thats the mile, but nah we dont fuck with that

find yourself there you better do the running man 

~𝔐𝔄𝔇 𝔊ℜ𝔦𝔐

soul feeling taste (PROD. LethalNeedle)

#CAM
#MADGRiM

ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
peppermint shine and im whiling in style yeah these crystals fall outta my breath

wait, oh no they diamonds you cursed if you pick em up

i GLISTEN !

even if i aint got shit baby listen 

i got the gift fuck them issues 

and imma be back in a minute, hoodie on so godamn tight that i cant listen 

rolled the backwood so godamn tight that i cannot hit it 

reach a point wiht this shit that i just feel so off if i dont write a sentence 

mmm MG but then i remember that baby i glisten 

yeah cant put my foot on the gas so i smoke by the pot that i piss in 

yeah i hope you rolling up more cause i need 4 for this mission 

nah they really cant settle with music always stirring up some tension 

why are you all on my line, my hook, i toss you right out the chinook 

yeah you just a lil page in the book and i know that boy was so misunderstood 

but MG sees all as an equal i think that love need a sequel 

but i forget when i be tweaking, pass through ya legs like a see through 

then i dunk on you like i aint see you, why you stood there like an easel?

i got demon hop from the demon scroll when i glued the pieces yeah it start to glo, glo

i GLISTEN !
i GLISTEN !

~𝔐𝔄𝔇 𝔊ℜ𝔦𝔐

Dunked On Him Cause He Was Stood There Like And Easel And i Have Demon Hops And iGlisten (PROD. CAM)

#KmonBeats
#MADGRiM  

D.O.R. DeatOfRacks shoutout lil B & shoutout Whitearmor

ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
MG

this my photo essay baby freeze freeze frame before i twist the gage 

photo essay baby freeze right there before i twist the gage

this my photo essay baby freeze freeze, freeze freeze

this my photo essay baby freeze right there before i twist the gage 

i just want a lil taste of the pie before i get a whole piece thats just on me 

hang it up, yeah on the wall by the hook by the vase, yeah it'll drip, jacket wont crease 

i aint got time to run round, do the chase

baby, got unruly light on my leash 

baby, got unruly phosphenes floating round the light is go bounce off my brain 

nowadays i feel too seasoned like i lost track of time, like a yung Flavor Flav

only thing different, i got bigger change 
only thing different, i got bigger chainz

yeah, im balling, collection of change is way bigger 

i aint go nowhere, but bitch imma change 

yeah my swag change up, but bitch imma change 

send me that thing and yeah bitch i deliver 

postman of rap baby yeah i deliver 

yeah i glow on the outside i twist up my inards 

twist up the blunt yeah i smoke it not sell it 

twist up the blunt why the fuck the end thinning 

hailmary pass yeah the footballs they still got me healing the weed yeah its all the same feeling

LiL MG still spitting i aint nauseaou 

too toxic radiation made me vomit 

big stalling, big stallion, big balling 

no car, bought 300 horses from the auction 

Amish locked in wit me cause im fucking MG 

markets and many stocks i ised to learn em 

now im turning evil, but i wont hurt ya 

still working kinks out in my anger, still working kinks out in my anger 
 
pull strap the kevlar with the links on it 

from the mail the chain mail with the lighs on it 

yeah, shoutout to Whitearmor

and i got the cuff with the knife on it 

infinite glo wit the brights on it 

pull up midnight make it like the morning 

pull up yeh yeah 

infinite glo bitch im like a sauna 

its a mid night wait until the morning 

eh

infinite glo bitch im like a sauna 

pull up midnight looking at the morning 

pull up midnight ready for the morning 

~𝔐𝔊

MG Death Of Racks/ Amish Locked in  (PROD. Kmon Beats)

#NoreMusic
#MADGRiM

make a million songs

ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
goth hunnids blue hunnids black hunnids red hunnids green hunnids 
yeah i stack em up the nasty way
hotboy 
yeah this magma burning melting yeah the faster way 
read you just like im supposed to im the author, wrote you 
yeah you confused i aint a bitch i need a court to post you 
you would think im fuckin 50 the way i rock these opals
the heat i pop the toaster dancin like my rocker broken 
but i aint hypnotized by fancy fabrics, prada potion 
and what i wear i own it got it free off some jehovahs 
my khaki pants with the button down, sweater over 
light the black n mild in the candle, sick from aromas 
stay in your business you'll be i'll if you fuck with my omen 
i feel like Yelawolf winning so keep my tallys going 
king of the hill ricky bobby smoking straight propane 
ignite like CH3CH=CH2 man no i aint joking 
that propylene potent, spills out when my mouth open 
i stained my whole 3 piece suit, left my tie soaking
yeah yeah yeah 
yeah i feel like BabyTron lil bitch but no i aint a baby 
yeah she said she heard me before
i said im from the 80's 
yeah im twisted sister Mr. way too sinister so fuck you pay me 
it feels like im getting blisters from handling crystals 
it feels like im getting blisters from handling crystals
upon the black top table the black top 
i feel like 2D, but you can touch me, grimey, 3D 
yeah i move alone no one behind me 
yeah im 4D if you talk about the MG style
 i need more CC'S the horses, load them in your corvette 
and i smoke premium gas baby can you afford it
the sportage the package on my sportage 

~𝔐𝔄𝔇 𝔊ℜ𝔦𝔐

smith & propane blessin (PROD. Noré Music)

#puhf
#MADGRiM
the red took over nevamind this song check out the three songs above this <3 <3<3<3
listen to "Taylor Made" by Taylor Boyz fr it'll lift your morning or night before work. Then "Demons In My Soul" by Lil Gin to remeber youre that mfkr fr. Then "Freestyle" by DJ Screw cause its DJ Screw. Then "Cement Shoes" by DJ Spanish Fly. Luv yall 4ever
 
ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈: 
yeah MG like its internet money i aint get nothing from it 

except for some commas and some numbers so nothing really 

this feel like  internet money, the commas scary 

and i'll be damned and i'll be damned and i'll be damned 

and i'll be damned if they draining my account again 

so imma take the mount again the barrel stuck just like a stamp 

sad smoking taking easy doses while im tokiing under blue moons 

my heart it links to 808s and syncs up with the bluetooth 

im in a new mood im in a new mood, but i still feel you youre the question to my answer 

i saw your parts through all the crystal and ceramic 
and the heat that you hold is gon fix the heart you manage 
yeah, yeah the heat that you hold 
yeah the heat that you hold 
is gon fix your heart thats damaged 

yeah i get it you feel like youre gonna lose, but let me be so genuine when i saw im confused too 

snap backs to reality shocking like i just bit the nerve, chew 

and im pissin work, hidden so i straighten curls 

i guess i get it you portray yourself to be a cool dude 

you gon be Vanilla Ice when i show you these MC moves 

like a hammer and a rivet yeah i swing and then i set it 

it takes hard work to get it, yeah theres dirt around my setting 

there might be dirt around my
blood around my 
tears around my setting 

rip me out the rocks, out the mud, bitch came out the Getty 

my soul is one, but i think its been in a lot of bodies, i remeber 

something familiar when it start getting windy in cold November 

so i'll come around in the winter in December 

i think thats why im cold i gotta heater on my mantle 

yeah i think thats why im cold i think she know im just like Prancer 

so watch this greatness ima brandish 

yeah, ima make em believe im smooth down to my feet got more silk than up on my antlers 

yeah i wnna shine like Mr. T, wanna chain like Mr. T, but i aint fuck with A- Team 

one day i wanna run the whole ring like im Booker T, a book or 1 or 3 for me 

one day i wanna know it all mane hate on MG im turning copper into gold mane

with this alchemy these legends all on me 

might need a key fore you step out on the scene, check your map

~𝔐𝔄𝔇 𝔊ℜ𝔦𝔐

dungeon wizard of ingot town (PROD. puhf)

#Plure6
#MADGRiM

ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
yeah this Mg fuck if you know me im still gon....

DAMN!

leaving plenty crumbs for all the ones that take my....

NAH!

keep my hoodie pulled real tight, add jersey, play it 

YEAH!

center forward throwing kicks, Bruce Lee all in my....

DOJO!

yeah this MG fuck if you know me im still gon slay shit

leaving plenty crumbs for all the ones that try to take shit

keep my hoodie strings pulled so damn tight that i cant say shit

even if im mute the middle finger still the same man 

whatchu think im stopping for a breath, nah that could be my last 
make a song and grab the lighter from the sill LaFlame my pack 
they reaching really bad, but they aint know i got a block for that 
reach up in the sac mix tobacco smoke just like a crash 
bones stick through the skin like walking zombies aint no antidote 
maybe i mispoke, when you gon pass, that be the antidote 
chances handed out, but its gon grip you leave you feeling slow 
it makes you so high, but the sad part is it hooks you at your low 

this my part this my part yeah it hooks ya left ya feeling slow 
this my this my part yeah it hooked me left me feeling slow
this your this your part yeah it hooked her left her feeling slow 

but MG on your side yeah just know that i got hope for you 
but MG let it slide next time i'll break out the mouseketool
if its dark outside then i'll be up conversing with the spirits 
let them weirdos hear it, if they wont back down, them hands go up
disappear into the mist like the devil just grabbed my wrist 
now im one with all the stixx man i wake up think "666"
MG, sigils summon things way worse than 666 
my mind is so wide, you cn check the width, put ropes on it 
dont get too sick if you find the truth, its gross lil man

~LordLazarusWroteit, 𝔐𝔊

Ball 666 (PROD. Plure6)

#iNSOMNiA
#MADGRiM

ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
bitch is a fallcy 
bitch you a fallacy 
dumb shit be killing me, but im still risen 
create for the victims, dont mess with the prisons 
or anyone that add more tape to the issues 
they'll throw you away and they'll smoke on your remnants 
yeah, they'll throw you away and they'll smoke on your remnants
no, he aint cut out for the regular life 
but he'll consume the leader if this shit get hellish 
hibernate and radiate every line, light, oh my every line 

i got induced by aromas everytime that i flick bick light it up 
slide on the ice dont slip just make it stick 
rhinestone icepick

you should probably pick a shiny fit so they still know youre fresh 
but you can get up early in the morning and go pay your rent 

yeah i know they went through all my paper like its counterfeit
i cant give a fucka fucka block em when they throw a kick 

ive been holding up the cauldron with tape, glue and bone and twigs 
but this the evil mix yeah you know when it start glowing bitch 
(this the evil mix now its glowing bitch)

and i cant give a fuck bout the color if its blue leave em black in a new mood leaking red 
imma do what i do till im gone yeah MG do what he do till hes dead

thats hellish
thats hellish

you aint ever care about the soul im hiding under rocks and the lava and the broken glass 
no, i dont really care so ive been on an island smoking mild and the green popping miller tabs, dont ask questions cause i get to whiling 

and no you cant take me down 
i put chains on the elevated front
pressure keep me lifted rubberize my landing so it feel soft 
then im bouncing off the planet with a pocket of songs and a pocket of stones and a pocket of dro, got a pocket thats filled with wraps and lighters, pocket of smoke 

yeah this MG hear me spit this medley baby this my tune
steady mixing this up in the pot until i splint my bones 
just wrap it really tight and keep it moving, aint got time to lose 
pulled towards the darkness, 
ascend towards the ceiling, man that aint no ruse
with dirty fingertips, bees in my brain, watch me smoke out the pain 
how you think i got here in this room when my spirit soars high 
this life is fickle man and it can end at the drop of a dime 
move my arm adjust my aim, this beat dead if it fall in my sight 
i aint fuck with the long run, but let me just jog a few miles 
and if i aint feeling the song i'll move on a baton to the right

things are getting really grim i cannot piece up my mind
things are getting really grim i cannot piece up my mind
things are getting really grim i cannot piece up my mind
things are getting really grim i cannot piece up my mind

all this rage it wont become me, but im bubbling behind my eyes!

things are getting really grim i cannot piece up my mind, GRiM!

grim MG 

things are getting really grim i cannot piece up my mind, GRiM!

~𝔏𝔬𝔯𝔡𝔏𝔞𝔷𝔞𝔯𝔲𝔰𝔚𝔯𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔦𝔱, 𝕸𝕲

everythingsbody (PROD. iNSOMNiA)

#eros117
#MADGRiM

shoutout Catfish Billy shout out Sosa

𝓁𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
man i aint no where close to millions 
and a milli so far from a billi so if you around me dont mention the trillions
 
embrace the mud like im Catfish Billy 

i died with the money thats why they grave diggin 

ski mask on me and im feeling like Shaun White when shes throwing that thing with a vengance 

pop a tendon

fuck you and who you avenging, bitch you aint the avengers, you just a lil noun in my sentence 

woke up off my rocker whatchu think im out my mind?

serene intervention intwined, brings me back my mind 

that boy went M.I.A. but MG, yeah went M.I.I. 

i,i,i, been on my own i just fuck with all thats scenic 

no MG he aint teamin, if you said it then i seen it 

no cash for a feature pay me in product for breathing 

fuck up all the blue hundreds, pink fifties stack taller 

yuh, voodoo ones and green thumbs holding my wicca wallet 

i,i,i, been on my own, buzzed out like who's my pocket calling? 

and, and, and Pele rolling, bicycle kick, Gucci loafers

my talisman and omen hanging off my dungeon strollers

and its all black forever

it shines when they fuck me over 

he barks real loud like he's genuine, but he's pupperoni 
fuck, we eat em like its nothing 
i pass some grub to my brother 

now im tweaking hard that could be my cousin or fuck man be an undercover 

and i still feel like im Ctafish Billy with the 40 and the pump inside the trunk 

or the dirty harry like this Feel Good Inc. yeah im 2D smokin sum 

yeah he got a quest to get in the tribe, now you on the wall, call it kids with guns 

~𝔪𝔞𝔡𝔤𝔯𝔦𝔪

Grimi On Em (PROD. eros117)

#LethalNeedle
#MADGRiM 

never spread hate and never lsiten to Tom Macdonald. 2024's worst music i   instantly started puking everywhere. Love eachother its more important. and study something. everyones the same and different just figure it out.

ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
only way you serve me is wit a packet of paper 

yeah, razor in my lip now watch me tighten up his taper 

damn, diligence for a few of them, but theres many men that just straight up disrespect the pen 

right eye is blind so my left eye got a monocle yeah im zooming in real close im pulling some reconnaissance

whats your messaging?

yeah what you harboring?

yeah you spreading blind hate you sound like Tom Macdonald man 

yeah you got a few tattoos, but youre still a bitch 

damn, damn, still a bitch

and your girl and your friends yeah still a bitch 

for backing you and all that hateful shit 

this is what i'll do yeah this is what we'll do to a little rat like you, you covered in trashttoos

all i need, a slugger, now he in the trash too 

wait, this is what they call a rap feud?

fuck that!

this is what they call a real feud, real world, if you spreading hate yeah i'll kill dudes 

and i stay buff cause im double wielding duel 40's and the glock 44 shoot a 22.

ifim honest man i dont kill dudes, but i'll kill you and the blue steel real cold coming real soon 

and you fuck around and it get real like a milsim 

yeah im pulling up, a squad of two, we aint fear none 

he a athletic shooter so i call that boy a fit gun and he run down, chase em till the moon come 

im a M240 baby belt fed machine gun, if he try to run yeah it easy yeah i lead em 

MG!

yeah i beat em then i cheat em, left me cheesin, big grille from the green ones

sitting in my green Sweatshirt drinking Earl grey tea, yeah i think he taught me how to rap man this shit work 

yeah, the shit work, MG, the shit work 

how the fuck they claim to be so tough, but they hit girls 

float up like a Phantom, but im Ember Mclain, fuck all the authority, check out my chains 

im like ethanol im hot, but you cannot see my flames, but im burning
tha pop
im like ethanol im hot, but you cannot see my flames and im phosphorus 
i pop
but you will never escape 

i spit hot, but eventually it cools down the lava rock and eventually the bleeding stop like it cauterized

i caught her eyes and now we fuck and now she on my mind 

then we make a movie lil baby we aint monetize 

just for us just for golden eyes 

yeah i know she love just how i do it when i  hold her thighs 
hold her down, she said grip my neck, fuck that shit took my breath 

you cant get me high 
yuh-yuh yuh-yuh, Nah
you cant get me high
you cant get me high
you cant get me high
you cant get me high
you cant get me high

man im sinking in the ground 

you cant get me high
you cant get me high
you cant get me high

man i levitate around 

you cant get me high
you cant get me high

yeah im MG 
yeah im MG, YUH!

you cant get me high
you cant get me high

bitch i'll smoke you out your purse no you cant get me high 

you cant get me high

6 spliffs alright 

you cant get me high
you cant get me high

8, 9, 10 spliffs around 

you cant get me high
no, you cant get me high
no, cause im MG MG 

~𝔐𝔊

eww puke (PROD. LethalNeedle)

dont get bit (PROD. LAW)

#DolceVita
#MADGRiM

ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
woke up with a bloody pillow, rapping in my sleep i probably bit my tongue and cheek 

whats happening to me lil MG?

whats happening to me lil MG prepared for defeat 

man this bag is feeling bombastic scolastic i split it into 3's for the team, aint prepared for defeat we slashing screens 

busting through the pixels, make inscision, take a spleen, yeah trade that shit in for some cheese 

8.4 fluid ounces gave me some wings, but this 40 in my hand got me mean an evil gleam 

fuck a bean got a big ole blunt and a death ring, so im always throwing pressure and im always smoking clean 

man lil C aint on my level man you dont know what that mean 
and MG yeah he ascended he's the upper higher being

so when they call me yeah i understand, i might just take the leap i feel so steezy yeah throw a kickflip then i hit the street 

shoutout to MavioMessiah, VOXX and you if you make beats, yeah just keep making your music, fuck em if they do not see 

yeah im out the box the paradox lil bitch im off the leash, i bark and scream till they fucking know that they in hyper sleep 

my senses buzzing and they tingling, they got it out for me 

and if i cant bring the water will you bare the drought for me?

if the fleas up in my skin will you cut them out for me? 

then the sutures really thin will you sew it up for me?

my arteries pumping cause theres not a place id rather be, then with you 

cliqin up and runnign down with gothic tees and beat ya crew 

shes like Jennifers Body she eat me up she dripping drool

sleeping under sigils it gets dark under the moon 

it gets dark up in my room, why you harping, you consumed by the context of my tunes

MG

musty smell a dead man rapping in a tomb, flip the broom dont you know im cursed for everlong 

make a happy song yeah i pray to words that make me fall 
yeah, you dont see the holes up in my wall 

whats it mean when the demons pull up and theyre wearing rosaries?

oh-no now they toasting me, they really think theyre gods

MG send em off 

if they think they gods imma fucking send em off

hit it then i cough
pass it?
nah i send em off 

whatchu think that i rolled up in this spliff, thats why you cough 

and your headrush spinning third eye see they wrong 

steel reserve up in my head, all these words stuck in the song 

and i add a few lil more potions to the sauce 

got the piff, smells like tapioca with a hint of caramel 

keef in the wrapper raw paper i do it faster

off this shit yeah im rapping all day baby never gassing 

and im never crashing im tapped in passing 

yeah i know him from like wayy back then, but he still taxing cause he know reefer magick 

i had a dream yeh you threw the key down from your palace i ran in take you chalice, i saw two bags of weed bitch so i grab it

damn hows this shit so red look like a raddish, other one is purple but its scruff so bitch i scrap it 

then i woke up, then i woke up 

~𝔐𝔊

hypersleep in Qatar (PROD. Dolce Vita)

#KrimsonBeats
#MADGRiM

ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
yeah im thinking man 
yeah im thinking man
yeah, yeah im thinking man
yeah im thinking man
yeah, yeah im thinking man, yeah 
i could think of a....yeah
i could think of a.....yeah 
i could think of a.....
i could think of a million ways to come on this shit, but im coming raw just like i fuck her 
now i aint a cowboy and the complextion dont match the shit, but with this belt on bitch call me Chris Tucker 
tote a, tote a big bag like im hitting overtime plays lil bitch, like im OT this demin no jumper 
yeah, shout out Memphis jump to Texas, shout out Mexico yeah they got the vibe its always jumpin 
yeah yeah yup you cannot take MG out the function and if you feeling trippy yeah the punch i put the drugs in 
yeah i guess, yeah the issue aint with you, but its with something 
you input the laziness only bullshit will fuction 
yeah i guess, if you aint really with it you better run it cause MG taking souls and scalps yeah just for fun bitch 
man, they take from him they take from them, then they dipsticks i call them fundip
aromas round me yeah you smell parsley and humus 
yeah, if you know they got you tricked, why you giving money?
man, i sit back and watch this shit it makes me sick, my tummy!
MG, yeah yeah yeah MG, yeah fucking MG 
yeah i usually do not like to write, but i'll express my soul 
man, his wig is sitting way too tight its squeezing on his dome 
we're dealing with the issues, led to burning Rome 
how come we cannot get this shit right? the people want revolt!
man, i fuck with legalized weed, but the fun gone, the fun gone 
now its feeling too permissive, the penalty it kept me humble, kept me humble 
smoking broad day, excuse im venting issues, why you causing trouble?
quick call and no collecta yeah my doctor sent me here 
dispo weed that shit be making me too vicious 
but Mr. Me yeah MG bouta make a killing, with seeds up in my closet grow so tall they touch the ceiling
like im under UV yeah MG's head where the fan spin, just like im Yao Ming i dunk on you, im dapping fans hands
and i drink a fucking 5th, but i throw a 8, feel like Ocho Cinco whatchu think yeah im smoking dank yeah the heavy way 
sigils call the dead so they got a stank, grimace on my face and just so you know the bitter on me lemon lime my waist 
and just so you know the blade up on my Danny Trejo waist 
an the cherries and the double C's on my briefcase, watchu think yeah i pack it up with weed and Alize 
cheap liquor got me feeling better than your D'usse
plus more hunnids in my fucking pocket when i hit the grave 
yeah they live like pharohs, but i die and they still take my things 
truth of the matter yeah complextion dont mean a thing 
yeah im 50/50 but i still smack you a 100 ways 
MG, fucking MG 
50/50 but imma smack you 100 ways 

~𝔐𝔊

cheap liquor and comrades (PROD. Krimson Beats)

#eros117
#MADGRiM

ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
ight MG ight MG ight MG 

aromas around me i sit in these clouds for like hours now my fabrics morph with it 

if this what you want then bitch this what you get, but the challange aint hard im absorbing hits (absorbing crits)

baby, ghillie my jacket, i move to the forest where all of the horses is, but i hope theres no Porches there man i hope theres no Porches there 

you can tell a lost soul when you notice he stare
but you cannot tell a lost soul by the things that he wear, cause im looking good lil bitch 

im excited for this one, but more so the next one, yeah 

and fuck all the jealousy twist it like Getter cause bitch im just better and thats when the checks come 

yeah, yeah, fucking MG put it together in any of weather no shirt on grimey rapping outta the restroom
this be the studio please do not tell em, man i've been flexing the eternal flexing 

cold bit ya nose like youre piercing your septum, yeah MG 

toxic studio roles like they inject the venom, you aint producing shit man this feel like a setup, booby trap MG shine like the treasure 

they stoop so low that my tape cannot measure and then they get offended 

i give no fucks and that came from my mental, memorize with a pencil 

if they aint serving what you want then you whip it up quick like you pasta'd the menu

fuck with me and i dent you, with my fist, then no hasta manana ya dental

yeah, yeah, yeah its MG okay, fucking MG, fucking MG, fuck all the jealousy 

twist it like Getter and bitch im just better yeah bitch im just better and thats when the checks come

yeah thats when the checks come i want a truck so i think i might Hess one 

with a big strip light and thats shit raised with a .50  the big gun 

i put ice on the .50 caliburrr and the tracers aint gon miss ya, MG 

how you think that i got her she a angel, but she still gon hit ya and thats on my soul on my word on my drugs and my persain purse 

man im hung, man im too hungry, bread, bacon and some butter 
and i might put some lettuce, but let us arrive on the laser, its red 
like i squished the tomato i left that boy red, but i secretly wanna leave all them boys dead 
got three cops living nextto me and they dont apreciate all of the green 
lil piggy lil lil piggy aint gon make a peep
front porch with a big old fronto leaf smoking hella reefer 
smoking hella reefer 

~𝔐𝔊

ice onna 50 caliburrr (PROD. eros117)

#eros117
#MADGRiM
#Glo

shoutout Catfish Billy shoutout Sosa!

ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
yeah i feel my fucking shinnne my glo now 

why you acting like a lil bitch you a whole ho now 

this a dance off, ya man yeah this a hoedown

rhinestones on my coat now i feel just like a rover 

MG, crystal cut my mohawk, comb it over 

gdp my cdg my gross pay never show em 

MG faceless, MAD GRiM face her heart, pour over, plus that boy is pouring put my face onna poster 

yeah, condensation on the grip, but im still holding 

converse, that boy floating! no-clip that boy be smoking 

blunts up in my lungs these runt they keep me hopeful 

yeah i know he died, i aint know him thats why im smoking 

sssipper, siper, tha big sipper, Perrier over tap, tap tap that Pa-Parisian pack 

might have to hit my man Jake aint fuck with the jakes, breathe in weed then Eternal Atake just like my partener say 

im casting Crucio, with poison, yeah the Potter way 

yeah i got these omens homing missles yeah its hard to say 

left them boys with tongue twisters yeah i gaurd the gate 

satnd here all day, LV on my belt, stanced out the Sosa way 

FUCK YOU! nah you cant rap like this, yeah imma teach my kids 

moving like the Philly Shell im sliding off my fists and ribs 

MG couldnt be further away from the industry, feeling me, i think they fuck with me for the fantasy 

i aint really fuck with features yeah i put em on 
i aint really fuck wit cause i smell the treachery
i aint really fuck wit yall, but you like the vibe 
i aint really fuck wit yall this the enemy 
pray 4 pray 4 graceful falls, 1 put in the 9 
im 2 pussy 2 get this shit done i need some wine 
MG, i just need some wine 

~𝔐𝔄𝔇 𝔊ℜ𝔦𝔐

Glo B Tha ENT/ im a rover not nasa (PROD. eros117)

#b0nds
#MADGRiM

ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
MG and i aint cut the fan off
no i aint cut the fan off man yo fans soft wtf you put your mans on?
yeah, nowadays the world is looking different 
discifer through the bullshit, keep your finger on the
i dont know bout you, but they aint gonna kill me 
as you take your last your raspy breath you know my phone gon ring 
moving through the street with these converse on my feet,
more like levitating i dont ever crease a shoe or knee 
i charge like bonsai, these rappers branches, now watch me trim shit 
take you like the high tide, blank stare bitch i dont feel shit 
im claustrophobic no infactuation with asphyxiation, but im rolling yeah i'll probably take it yeah i'll probably face it 
and i aint stop when i cough that blood right out my naval 
and i aint stop with the big blunt 80 ounce my table 
table, the black top, the diamonds on the table 
you aint add up to my angel level halo 
gotta demon and she shake it if i say so, how you think the payroll work bitch aint no label 
i confess ima still keep it moving if both my legs broke 
if they think this cheesy, im rapping, i add more queso 
half black, complexion gon beat the case though, i know that shit wrong, but youre seeing that from my angle 
he hate on MG now that boy bleeding and where'd his chain go? 
fuck it i aint gon tap him i aint Kurt Angle
and once the dust gon settle watch us roll the mango 
and watch this magic trick i turn the mary into peso 
and whats up with this shit? why they praising Prada fits? 
man the Coogi on like butter watch me in the tango 
i pass a piece down to my brother, history i rangle 
with the lasso round my neck, memories entagled 
yeah MG, and i dont know bout you MG
yeah, and i dont know bout you, but last time that i checked yeah this rap shit looking reagle, spit evil shit for the people 
like im OG Pumpkin head yeah i kill em but i dont see em 
hes the alter ego yeah you got C and you got MG 
carry cold steel man no prints melt into the heater 
MG, i feel just like Prince in fresh Adidas or River Phoenix slick my hair back this shit too scenic 
smoked out Gusion and the legion, 37 yeah we passing blunts under the steeple 
yuh, and you still hate my people? roll 47 pass em out under the steeple 

~𝔐𝔄𝔇 𝔊ℜ𝔦𝔐

Gatsby im a whole rover shining (PROD. b0nds)

#i2hunDaDon
#MADGRiM

ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
man treat me like the center 
and no i aint trippin if they peepin in my window 
that fourty in me so i leave em cold just like December 
malt liquor make me iller, expensive drink makes me sicker 
man, whats up big dog, whats the reason you dont bark?
yeah we gotta run these bithces up the trees if they gon talk 
man, 0214 the end i add the 9, its scary when im spittin rhymes, 
light lanterns in my mind 
steady lighting them on fire, igniting thier attire,
spin cycle the dryer everytime these words gon fire 
i do it on my own, i suffer by myself, pain in my silence, 
everybody give me hell
now, MAD GRiM heat the street like hot asphalt on your feet, 
burning rubber melt yo sneaks, thats how i defeat the sneak when he creep 
stay true to myself 
yeah i know that im in hell
swim, drink like a fish, when i die im gonna swell 
with Jansport on my back these bloody hands gon take a tag 
sippin tea with honey ginseng, im chillin in the back 
man, whats up MG? yeah i heard they took your keys 
now im out in public i aint hidden when i fiend 
man, fuck you and you and you and you and you and the repo man 
fuck me and fuck me, fuck me, fuck me bitch im the reaper man 
i might go mute cause i cannot talk to them, i cant talk to rats 
eeka eeka you sold ya whole team out, i dont speak in that 
stanced out like Sosa bitch im the Chief yeah you cannot take my bag
this aint my only blunt or turban bitch i got polly wraps 
nw im moving like a farmer, i got weed gardens up in my garments 
in my clothes like a pocket patch, in my pocket thats a polly pack 
i might be happy today, i sip the roscato, im happy tomorrow 
but the next day it goes down the drain,
i feel like the gutter, i look like a puddle
then i repeat the cycle, the changes are subtle,
but its fucking me up

~𝔐𝔄𝔇 𝔊ℜ𝔦𝔐

whos at Keke's window (PROD. i2hunDaDon)

Jean-Baptiste Grenoullie (PROD. Beats By Nar)

#LDavid
#MADGRiM

love everyone. theres always someone that needs it. worlds bleeding out rn. just hold on. im struggling with how hateful shits getting.but itll get better for everyone with time.  

ℒ𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈:
where i live
yeah, M to the A 
yeah, M to the A, D, G to the R, i, M 
i aint start with them, they aint seeing me, im in the wind 
parcel in the wind to your friend, i aint start with him 
i aint making connections, i aint making friends 
parcel in the wind, they aint seeing me, im hearing them 
im like a hawk i see it all when im soaring 
pain in my scope, a predaor aint my horror 

my stature looking smaller, but imma look way taller when you meet me in the morning, yeah my stature looking taller, statues placed right in the hallway
this mansion like a mine it gone blow and it gon fall away 
like my bones, dont be lying, dont be whining, i rhyme and i rewind the track and then i spit real fine 
im fine and if you ask if im sad, lil bitch im fine 
im happy just look at my smile, im grinnning ear to ear, wall to wall, eye to eye 
yeah, the mattress in the hallway, my back been sore so yeah im on the floor my spine gon fall away 
im walking to the store and you know i took the short way 
i got my hoodie on pulled so tight that i cant talk 
nuts hang in PSD drawers, blade tucked, bitch i aint Somoan
Yung Pumpkinhead, yeah i know he died, but i dont know him, thats why im smoking, i know he died, but i dont know him 
ashes in the open, i chief the mild, but i dont toke it bitch thats how im smoking 
because im hurting yeah im hurting so i keep it open 
i toss a drink back i crink back back yeah im talking
potion offa potion, yeah she know, she bust it open 
yeah, MAD GRiM whippingYung Wizard yeah forget whats in cauldrons 
yeah, forget western cultures, im in Iraq tripping off it 
and MAD GRiM drool to kill these terrorists im tripping off it 
if you taking innosence, your head, im ripping off it 
yeah i leave you dry out in the fields
yeah way past cetaphil 

~MG, 𝘠𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘗𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵

MGlorious Yung Pumpkinhead (PROD. L. David)

𝕷𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯𝕺𝔣𝕿𝔥𝔢𝕲𝔯𝔦𝔪𝕽𝔢𝔞𝔭𝔢𝔯
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Almost Everyone Is MAD Here!

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𝕴𝕲: mad_grim4
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