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INTL. TYRANT SECT & HAUNTED BOYZ MEMBER

.                                Them. 
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RIP SCREW 


SCXPE SET-
(VERSE I)
wake up, eat my breakfast, brush my teeth and get up out the door
it’s another day i gotta live with demons in my soul  (what kind of breakfast?)
bacon eggs and grits
mane i been with the shits
ever since i was a jit
always seen the fire lit
2 years back i used to have a ho but no mo’ now she don’t know what i do
crucifixion records and we lock’d into the stu
mane you know i speak the truth
one more heartbreak coming through 
now she wants to start a new but i don’t approve of re-dos

(BRIDGE)
one year later, shout out blackweb, shout out dsouls, shout out slixx, shout out crucifixx. crucifixion records, ghoulposse. laying it down, shout out allison let’s get it.

(VERSE II)
sailin da south. i’m ridin chevys sippin slow
spark the blunt left in my mouth and pull off packing plenty snow
i’m used to drippin dope
now my ex think she sold
got a call from brent, he told me “fuck, she just another ho”
that’s when i came back home, callin mary jane then she kissin me i’m gone. rolled 2 splifs smokin discount weed. the only joy i got was growin money from the trees. well i appeased your tease when it was time to flee
i’m poppin pills, aleve, you know i’m hurtin to leave. retreat, im known to be knocking out teeth. 
motherfucker testin when i think about releasing
unleashin my terror beneath 
i been feelin lonely, when i think about it, only i can do it slowly like big pokey pourin 40’s in the 5th ward with a shotty pumping 12 gauge slugs with intention close to mauling up my body. that’s how i feel when houston’s on my phone and callin

BLUNTS (PART II) [PROD.ALEX MILANO]

[LYRICS]

YOU MIGHT BE RIGHT ABOUT ME,BUT ILL NEVER  GIVE A FUCK

IM IN HELL WITH BUNCH OF TORTURED HEATHENS I DONT EVEN FUCKIN TRUST

I BEEN PUTTING THIS TO REST, BUT NOW IM DUSTING OFF THE RUST

TAKE THE BLADE, SWING IT TAKE HIS HEAD OFF  ADD ITTO MY BELT, LIKE ITS NOTHING


I been pretending that shit is cool

But I cannot hide it no mo 

I think that murder shit do

What I can never express


Strolling slow
Stole your soul

No life, ima ghost


What you on what you on?

Send the fox on em nigga

“KON.”


I am no god, no demon, no angel my nigga, I got traits of both.

I got a horn, a halo a burning heart, and a mind full of gold


I run around with chains

got a pocket full of change

Little ronin so deranged

All he wants is ur face


Watch me fade away
I got nothing made

I be ridin round, with the rage in me

Every days a loop, but another piece 

To the fuckin puzzle that I fuckin need

YOU MIGHT BE RIGHT ABOUT ME,BUT ILL NEVER  GIVE A FUCK

IM IN HELL WITH BUNCH OF TORTURED HEATHENS I DONT EVEN FUCKIN TRUST

I BEEN PUTTING THIS TO REST, BUT NOW IM DUSTING OFF THE RUST

TAKE THE BLADE, SWING IT TAKE HIS HEAD OFF  ADD ITTO MY BELT, LIKE ITS NOTHING(x2)


Watch me fade away
I got nothing made

I be ridin round, with the rage in me

Every days a loop, but another piece 

To the fuckin puzzle that I fuckin need

Devil Or Angel (snippet)

SMOKEBREAK81

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