clutz (broooooooon) DJ Skifytb

STARBURST 💖💖💖 w xul (prod me)

whats next prod me

bakery ft. xul south pacific trading co

bih be for real
what u feel ?
uhh so tell me what you feel

in what time is this  @ocelot we everything  we the moment i swear

BoTW (prod 3c876) {dj skifytb x dj d4ring}

makeittttturn #ocelotMix

f4g1t w yahweh n ss3bby

freestyle 17

YOU DONT HAVE TO CRY TONIGHT (prod. hyugo)

Assisted by chat gpt for now :)
Mix of sadboy rap and piano 
Made with sampler on band lab

(Intro)
Ash on my jeans, blood in my cup,
Head in the grave, I don’t give a fuck.

(Verse 1)
Yeah gimme a second to get my story straight,
Heart heavy, eyes low, vision filled with hate.
Yeah she blocking out the sun, cold shadow in my fate,
She was warm when I died, now it’s silence that I taste.

(Verse 2)
Ash on my jeans, blood on the cymbal,
Play it loud, life sharp like a spindle.
Yeah rock with me, yeah fuck with me, yeah murder me,
Nothing in my chest but the dirt and the burgundy.

(Verse 3)
Fuck this life, fuck that noise,
Voices in my head but they sound like toys.
Spinning, spinning, carousel of bad choices,
Money come, money go, drowned out by the voices.

(Verse 4)
Blood on my jeans, blood on the cig,
Dead man walking, I don’t wanna live.
Yeah fuck this shit, I’m done with it all,
Tie the noose tight, yeah I’m waiting for the fall.

(Verse 5)
It all started with her, left me in the dirt,
Yeah it’s all her fault, carved it deep, left the hurt.
Haven’t been outside in years, locked away in fear,
Every time I close my eyes, I see her standing near.

(Verse 6)
Yeah slit the wrist because of her, blood on the cymbal,
Blood in the wine, taste bitter but simple.
Feel the pain real nice, yeah it cut so deep,
Let the crimson spill slow while the angels sleep.

(Verse 7)
Ash in the cup, running through my bloodstream,
Cigs in my lungs, turn the night to a bad dream.
Oxys in my veins, can’t tell if I’m alive,
Body numbing out while the demons arrive.

(Verse 8)
Blood on the phone, shotgun spark, confetti to my head,
Itching just to die, fucking haddies in the bed.
Smoke in the room, 1980s vibe,
Ice on my wrist, thought my wrist just died.

(Verse 9)
Ash in my throat, ash in my veins,
Ash in the wine glass, drowning in the rain.
Yeah fuck this shit, I’m done-done-done,
I’m down-down-down, no one hears me, none.

(Verse 10)
Yeah fucked haddies to death, smoking all the 1980s,
She smoking like a blown radiator, burning daily.
Ghost in the mirror, can’t tell if it’s me,
Static in my brain like a broken TV.

(Verse 11)
Yeah blood in my hands, ash on my black jeans,
Fuck you bitch, I’m done, sleep stuck in bad dreams.
Close my eyes tight, no more awakening,
World fades slow, body steady breaking.

(Outro)
Ash on my jeans, veins filled with rust,
Story straight told, turn my bones back to dust.

storystraight.m4a

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