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I was in my black jeans tryna get rid of em
Stupid white hoe thought her name was cinnamon 
Buncha fuckin squares buncha fuckin simpletons 
Splashing from the 3 just like I’m Khris Middleton
Get a ticket and we’re traveling to Wimbledon
Smack back it forth just like a fuckin chicken head
Big gun imma point it up at my head
Leave my fuckin brain matter all on the shed

What you say ? 
Imma just spin em just like they beyblade
Keep fuckin around and you’ll never get paid
Attatched to a couch and you rottin away

Hoping you never go bother me
Giving myself a lobotomy
Run up a check if you ever go doubting me
Imma just give lil give bitch a lil bottom seat

Imma just give a lil bitch lil bottom seed
Bottom of barrel
Ion think it matter the cause the shit just might be sterile 
Singing for the nut , yea just like a Christmas carol

That pussy a leaker 
Temperature taken you running fever 
Running around imma bounce & I’ll leave her
Don’t even matter she just a cheater 

ALL OF DEEZ BITCHES IS FAKE
THATS WHY I JUST FOCUS ON CAKE
THAT ASS IS JUST JIGGLE & SHAKE
& SHOUTS OUT TO RICKY WE BAKE
SLITHERIN SLIMEY NO SNAKES
BIG GRYFFINDOR STAY OUT MY WAY
GOT SPELLS IMMA BLAST AT YO FACE
U MUGGLES JUST LOOKIN SO LAME

Shouts out to Rubeus Hagrid
Pull up I’m gettin off Buckbeak
All these witches wanna run up & they touch me
I don’t really understand what you wanna suck me
Pull up and I’m goin ham 
Pull up with the sub meat
Now I’m just fuckin onna freak
Too geeked & I’m stuck in my sheets

Humphree Doom hopped up in the room
Think I just brought the monsoon 
All the fuckin bass it go boom
Huh huh huh yea 
Boom bap uh yea that’s real rap
Well fuck that
IM ON MY IGNANT SHIT ON MY

BLACK JEANS (prod. JXYLN) sped up

Terry can

DODECAHEDRON

LYRICS:
the way you see me 

wh-when i pull the trigger back he hit the ground just like some watermelon
called my boy up get the fuck up out of there i saw the shelling
got to go back what the fuck is wrong with the o-politician
in remission cocked it back and blow his head we call him missin

work for yo fuckin dollar
holler at me next if you dont
work for yo fuckin dollar
call the buyers best you gotta
work for you fuckin dollar
holla at the middlemen
stuck up without money but i
know we get to killin gain

killin men bitch thats what we do when we are broke and got no pay
the industry is killin us and hope to get away 
what we gotta do is keep on pushing moving without vein
keep on telling them we aint no godamn muthufckin slaves

work for no work for no work for no pay, bitch we
work for no work for no work for no pay, bitch i
work for no work for no work for no pay, bitch we
work for no work for no work for no pay, bitch i

wh-when i pull the trigger back he hit the ground just like some watermelon
called my boy up get the fuck up out of there i saw the shelling
got to go back what the fuck is wrong with the o-politician
in remission cocked it back and blow his head we call him missin

work for yo fuckin dollar
holler at me next if you dont
work for yo fuckin dollar
call the buyers best you gotta
work for you fuckin dollar
holla at the middlemen
stuck up without money but i
know we get to killin gain

work for no work for no work for no pay, bitch we
work for no work for no work for no pay, bitch i
work for no work for no work for no pay, bitch we
work for no work for no work for no pay, bitch i

WATERMELON

ABOYBUG’S INTRO TO HIS FIRST OFFICIAL SELF PRODUCED ALBUM; JUNGIAN…..

JUNGIAN INTRO

Vocals done by Ethereal Shadow beat produced by opticsbeats

https://www.youtube.com/@opticsbeats

Lyrics:

I've got that purple punch up in my mothafucking lungs
Smoking on that Za, the house is stinking up like it's a skunk up in this bitch
Grabbing on the flow, divvy vocals, made a switch
Like a buffer, flip an optic then put it right up to his head

I am so sadistic up inside my fucking mind
I'm seeing visions of the people that I'm killing, made a killing
Made a switch up on the beat and on the flow and then I mince the meat
Like holy fuck I'm super hungry then I'll put it in a stew bitch

Welcome to the jungle of my fucking horrors in my mind
And you know that you're stuck, you know that you are cornered
There are never no doors that you can find, you cannot explore enough
To find your way out because you are stuck forever this is HELL

Drowning out the static, gotta take another hit
I cannot fathom and so you know that I go to bed
I cannot sleep, cannot eat, bitch I'm on the fucking brink
I'm on the fucking edge I need some help because I'm boutta sink

In my shackles, in my binds
Bitch, I just waste my fucking time
Now I gotta go and, pull the blinds
Bitch
Because I am really tryna find bitch

All the voices that just waste my mind space
I'm always just levitating, floating fuck about what I take 
You know Shadow always like a space cadet cuz I am flying
Bitch you knowI'm soaring 'bove the clouds, I'm fucking sighing

They say it's lonely at the top
But I just want my bitch to give me top
Shadow saucing on the beat I'll never stop
So I tell these fucking haters "Suck my cock"

Drowning Out The Static [freestyle] (Prod. opticsbeats)

If you're looking to collab hit me up here:
etherealshadowofficial@gmail.com
Or SoundCloud messages works fine also <3

Music Video done by Mad Design!!!: 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WPWwdelt5eY