aphrodite (guda)

Lyrics 

I got this bad taste in my mouth
I did so much it won’t come out

God damn it, what’s that look on your face for?
I’m still better than you with the holes in my shoes
I’m sorry I can’t manage I don’t wanna betray you
And I’m driving down the freeway with an open wound

I think you’re right that I got no more time
I’m alright just go away just go away
You were never there you’re crossing the line
It’s not alright and I never want you to fucking stay

I notice all the shady shit you do
But Id never put you in a bad mood
I start seeing shit I can’t find out 
I got this bad taste in my mouth

God damn it, what’s that look on your face for?
I’m still better than you with the holes in my shoes
I’m sorry I can’t manage I don’t wanna betray you
And I’m driving down the freeway with an open wound

I don’t know
I don’t know what to do
I know I’m being used
But I want to be with you

God damn it, what’s that look on your face for?
I’m still better than you with the holes in my shoes
I’m sorry I can’t manage I don’t wanna betray you
And I’m driving down the freeway with an open wound
God damn it, I think you’re losing interest 
I’m just really stressed out I did all I could do
Starting acting manic and no body would listen
My mentals getting bad i really thought I would lose

It’s your life why you gotta be distant 
You make me worry bout the things that I did too much
I never thought about how much I would miss them
I know I shouldn’t but I’m begging for your touch

I Got This Bad Taste In My Mouth

prod @motui x @prodbybuu
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why he talkin on the net, bro im not into that
yeah we spun his block but he survived, ig we spinnin back
shooters in the trackhawk
brodie wanna backtalk
do murder for hire cuz i hear the fuckin bag talk
yea yea gun up to his face
that boy got done up got erased
posted in ******** we got ks
finna shoot up kamisus place
like who tf that lil boy kased
n indicuh still say my name
u both irrelevant stay quiet
dont u bitches got some shame
123
bodies in the fuckin morgue
bodie wanna talk i left his body on the fuckin floor
456
i just left some fuckin more
cut his body fuckin open cuz i love the fuckin gore
slit shit
hit shit
add him to the hitlist
indicuh aint doin shit he just be on sum bitch shit
how u have an ego n u really never did shit
get up off my page and go back to makin yo mid shit
take a fuckin seat
who tf u tryna be
like bro just sit there silently
the murder be excitin me
like why that lil boy fightin me
he my son
im like can he shut up finally
that boy aint doin nun
bro started talkin bout family
brodie tried to bitch me, that aint work, he need a plan b
brodie wanna talk until we posted up on ******
said u feel depressed lil bro go overdose on xannies
go join yo fuckin granny
bozo

son (p. motui x buu)

Breaking Even ft.KINGDØM   (prod kindenthe3rd + mesler)

Follow dooozii: https://soundcloud.com/dooozii

Stay [Remix]

Taylor Swift - Stay [remix] w/ dooozii

(prod uguwap x yqinnny)
(janes)
I'll slam my feet through the concrete
These voices alarm me
I try my best, I swear my soul is dissolving
Better luck again
Thought we were more than friends
I guess that this was alll just pretend
x2

(union)
Backed out for a second, now I can't breathe
I swear I lose my mind when you're not next to me
You make it hard to cope when you're
Ten thousand miles away from home
I cannot sleep, man, I just cannot think
That there was someone else better than me
My eyes are blurry, I can barely see
I'll say it now this is how I feel
I don't feel at home
I hate being alone
(Oh-ooh)

(cigs)
I don’t wanna be alone
 I wanna feel at home (at home) well maybe I’m alone in my life
 I wanna make it right but she told better luck next 
time oh whoa whoa oh

Better Luck Again w/ union + cigs

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baby dont call my motorola 
put that kid up in a stroller
outfit came with double gs damn ima real high roller
we too cold i think we polar
going through withdrawls needa pour up
got this purple inside my soda 
think my choppa got a boner
its finna bust shit
i just ran through 20 bands of money i just flushed it
i be headbangin too hard i think i got concussion
smokin on dat purple smokin on dat stardust shit 
couple broken hearts i think i lost all of my trust shit
yea i walked in locked in u cant even stop it
i wuz tag poppin before i went shoppin
i wuz down bad fillin lungs up wit some toxins
u dont even mean wut u be saying gotta watch it
ya stop drop n roll
bitch im castin fire spells i learned off a dis scroll
that lil kid he be livin under bridges he a troll
ya i think im goin crazy ya i lost it
finna jump into the moshpit
dozin off 2 different substances i think im crossed shit
dont know where im at i think i spawned in
ima big stepper im stompin
doin this shit too much but it never gets exhausting

[expire]
Yea do not hit my Motorola
Do not hit my phone yea
Ima fuck that bitch 
Then I leave that bitch alone yea 
That boy tried to steal my swag
Yea that boy he my clone 
But my choppa got a boner 
So we sniped that boy like tone 
I just went and dropped a bag in saks 
Oh yea 
It’s fuck you and your sprayground back pack 
Oh yea
Pulled up wit Finn in a scat pack 
Oh yea
And I ain’t opium but my fit matte black
Oh yea 
Yea I’m high as fuck 
3 5 in my blunt 
I’m a white boy I don’t sip mud miller lite all up in my cup
Yea I’m ballin like I’m Giannis if I’m keepin it a buck 
Don’t hit my Motorola you just so annoying shut up

motorola + shepp (pk + sabrr)

where he at
cmere!
where he go?
don’t run.

caught a pussy nigga wit his bitch 
I get money nigga im the shit 
imma sneak through the back and beat ‘em out his kicks
call up owen nigga where the grip 
heard a nigga on twitter talkin out his lip, now that nigga walkin wit a limp
why u beggin for pussy nigga eat a dick
caught em runnin prayin that he trip
shit - we prayin dat fuck nigga trip up, 
we makin dat fuck nigga get up
I stay in da field imma blitz up 
how u reppin ts but never throw ts up 
said them bullets gon chop and eat a nigga liver 
swear dat gun got a belly it eat a nigga up for dinner 
caught dat boy at the deli im itchin finger on the trigger
talkin tough on the telly I’m lightin dat fuck
 nigga whip up

if he talk on my brother I risk it 
think he tough he get sent on a mission
im the goat nigga dont get it twisted 
niggas rappin ts but don’t live it 
niggas eat out the pot that I piss in 
I can smell the codeine when I’m pissin 
I be sippin in lean when I’m pissin 
It get hot we leave a nigga missin 

I told my lil bruthu to dump
mhm
imma creep through the back or the front
mhm 
I be dumpin on niggas for fun
mhm
not the 3 or the 2 im the 1 
mhm
imma take that lil fuck nigga lunch 
uh huh
nigga mad he got beat to the punch 
uh huh 
nigga mad he got beat out his dunks 
uh huh
nigga mad he got put in a runt
uh huh
 
im the best a nigga cannot best me 
imma scholar nigga do not test me 
imma boot a nigga like im messi 
like im owen nigga it get messy 
imma demon nigga never resting 
imma up it nigga any setting 
heard dat nigga was touchin my bread
so I shot that nigga and his bestie 

caught a pussy nigga wit his bitch 
i get money nigga im the shit 
imma sneak through the back and beat ‘em out his kicks
call up owen nigga where the grip 
heard a nigga on twitter talkin out his lip, 
now that nigga walkin wit a limp
why u beggin for pussy nigga eat a dick
caught em runnin prayin that he trip

uh huh (chase noir)

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aphrodite (guda)

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