facts (prod. nciku)

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Work, work (Work)
All I do is fucking work (Is fucking work)
I'on pop no percs (No)
I'on lift no weights but still she's lifting up her skirt
Make her man berserk
I ain't even hit it first, I ain't even hit it
Work, work (Work)
All I do is fucking work (Is fucking work)
I'on pop no percs (No)
I'on lift no weights but still she's lifting up her skirt
Make her man berserk
I ain't even hit it first, I ain't even hit it

[Verse 1]
Locked inside my skull
I work off addicting thoughts
If I tried adderall, I bet I couldn't stop
Make that lid go fucking pop
Wait two seconds, turned to minutes
Leg sweat drench my fucking socks, yeah
Off a bean, baby girl what you mean (What you mean)
Smell gasoline and codeine in the breeze (Breeze)
I don't fuck with activis, promethazine
I've seen a tonic seizures from the lean (From the lean)
They are having fun and they drop, yeah
Never seen that happen, smoking pot, yeah
Pick a friend right up, off the cold ground
Sad as fuck his body feeling cold now and is dead as fuck

[Bridge]
Yeah, he is fucking cold now (Wack)
He feel dead as fuck now (Wake up)
He feel cold as fuck now
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Work, work (Work)
All I do is fucking work (Is fucking work)
I'on pop no percs (No)
I'on lift no weights but still she's lifting up her skirt
Make her man berserk
I ain't even hit it first, I ain't even hit it
Work, work (Work)
All I do is fucking work (Is fucking work)
I'on pop no percs (No)
I'on lift no weights but still she's lifting up her skirt
Make her man berserk
I ain't even hit it first, I ain't even hit it

[Verse 2]
Work, work (Work)
Sometimes this is too much work (Too much work)
Focus on the music, people get their feelings hurt
I would never be abusive, but I leave you in the dirt
Yeah, I'll leave you in the dust
Yeah, I'll turn into a ghost (Ghost town)
Clean my camera roll of us
You think you do the most
You don't even make the cut cutie
You not even close

9TAILS - work (prod. skel)

Inhabitable (ft. Krosssbreed) prod. Sorrowbringer

Inhabitable (Prod. sorrowbringer)

Prod. Michael Harrison 
Sorry I’m so experimental
Lyrics~

I’m so unspoken 
It’s all so hopeless 
This pen and pad the only way I’m copin 
Is it the tree that I drag  or the asthma that got me chokin 
No don’t come in please I’m ok  I’m just smokin 
But I haven’t seen you in weeks 
Talk back to my door as it speaks
Just checking in, can you breathe 
Answer me now and I’ll leave 

I been tryina write these tracks 
About what I feel but they trash 
Then do it again and again till I crash 
knew the caffeine wouldn’t last 
What a drag 
As I waste all the traits that I got from my mom and my dad 
I know this time it’s my bad 
I’m Haunted by all the ghosts from my past 

It’s crazy cause you’re like a poltergeist stuck in the shell of a man that you used to be 
Fuck you I hate you get out of that room shits getting old just give up on your dreams 
The puppeteers back at my door I can feel all his malice intent as he tries to tell what to think 
Like shit let me breath, quit pulling my strings

this is home

Krosssbreed