[Verse 1]
Hop on the bike, I'm sellin my 
medicine right
Do a line, take off at 9 
into the night
Skippin lights and stop signs,
sounds about right
So damn high, I should've died. 
I'm takin flight

Sick of what I'm living in, so I'll 
make the best of this shit
Humanity weak and so, I don't fit
in with this clique
Been takin forever, just to come up 
with a good miX
of good and the evil, and now it seems like the 
scales will just tip
Feel like Walter White, I've been livin lies
Tell mama I'm sober, gone gettin high
Hope my brotha good, hope my daddy fine
Got stars in my eyes, planets in my sight

Tellin my parents I, don't wanna die,
wanna live, wanna cry, wanna sin, butterflies, understand?
Tell my peers that I'm doin fine in my livin, it's a lie, feel like shit, I
gotta try to finish it
Seems like this shit stays the
same as you age
nothin changes except for the
flavor and taste
Watched father become
an animal chained to prescribed
memories that replay in my brain,
but I still run it up, run it up
cause I got plays to make, 
I'm comin up. Comin up.
Even if everyone make
fun of ya. Fun of ya
you can still say you're
one of us. One of us

[Bridge with Huskai] 
Cause one way, one way, 
everything'll be alright.
One way, everything'll be-
One way, one way, 
everything'll be alright.
One way, everything'll be- 

[Huskai]
Caught in this pain everyday, go to sleep depressed hope to wake with it gone away but it's still there.
Soaked in with pain,
wringin out hate, it's okay.
Guess I'll just die with this inside of me, I'mma blow out my brains. 
Do I really wanna die?
Hopin when I wake up every
thing'll be alright. 
One day I know I'll be up and
you'll be by my side,
but if it doesn't happen, guess it
repeats in my mind that- 

[Huskai and Jett Black to the Aliens]
If I could wish for somethin,
I would be wishin for you.
If I could listen to somethin,
could be so different for you
I love you, I hate you
Still want you, can't take you
You broke me to pieces
I wish I knew the reason

Bohemian

BOHEMIAN (feat. Huskai)

Walk through the memories of your life
Surrounding monsoon of energy flowing
onto you
Keep it safe inside your arms and walk through

Trapped in a tunnel of decisions
Some are strong, and some go unforgiven
The ones before you now adore you
Before I go. now I must warn you
Your soul will now belong to me until I
decide what's best for now
An eternity of watching loved ones crumble,
days of moving down?
Eventually, the spark will fade and you'll soon
realize what you've sprung
Another soul is mine inside the game,
and nothing can be done
Your God isn't powerful in here, I
warned you this would come
Life will leak upon the land and 
turn to rain upon the sun

and I will dance
Dance

The Consequence

[Instrumental Produced by Reed Craigmiles, Master Co-produced by Jett Black]

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[JB Hook 1]
Whippin the hoopty in Bellefonte at night,
drop me a duecy inside of the sprite.
Grippin the tooly with all of my might,
but my fingers are slippin, I'm high as a kite
We do you dirty then act like we tight,
Pickin up Quinton, then head to the lights.
You can't get in, cuz you lackin the ice, no-
you can't get in, cuz you lackin the ice, no 

[JB Verse 1]
Blowin the cartridge, lil Noah he goin to
start shit with the park kids
Rockstar shit. Goin home with my guitar pick and pack a cigarettes in my pocket
Switchblade in my sock, the real ones 
know I ain't just jockin
Started recording songs, got my own flow, now they just talkin
I know he said what he said, but
I will not leave him for dead
I know it's probly about that time someone gets it off of they chest
I got a couple of homies in
too much trouble, they already fled
They grew up seein their parents fiendin
abusin their sanity meds

[QTK Verse 2] 
man, check the utensils
cause i ain’t never seen a silver spoon  
man, i need a pencil 
so i can right into diggin you
put me on the field, get a pick or two 
masked up eatin donuts spittin flows nuts feels like mf doom  
fuck out my face with that regular shit bitch you know i ain’t workin no 10-2
i’m ending you
i’m lending you all of your options when i say i’ll drop you or leave you alone  
i aint leavin my throne 
bitch i’m leaving my flow on the mind or your muhfuckin girl
ya muhfuckin family, fuck it, i’ll be disrespect, say fuck ya muhfuckin world
Do mofuckin damage, 
yeaaahh

[JB & QTK Hook]
Whippin the hoopty in Bellefonte at night,
drop me a duecy inside of the sprite
Grippin the tooly with all of my might,
but my fingers are slippin, I'm high as a kite
We do you dirty then act like we tight,
Pickin up Quinton, then head to the lights
You can't get in, cuz you lackin the ice, no-
you can't get in, cuz you lackin the ice

BELLEFONTE (feat. Whitney Parker)

I live in the weak and the wounded,
and I am here to do the devils work.
They will say that I have shed innocent blood.
Oh yes...there will be blood.
What's blood for, if not for shedding?
In death there are no accidents, no coincidences
no mishaps, and no escapes.
Sometimes dead is better.
The box - you opened it, we came.
We'll tear your soul apart.

Mortuary

The drum go rata tat tit tat.
50 rounds from the ruger, it kick back.
Blue cap, whatchu reppin, UK?
Turn a shirt red, it be lookin like you
mismatched.
Put the car in park, lemme get that.
2 oz of the tree put it in back.
I don't want ya record deal, I just 
wanna be grey till the day that I know where I'mma be at.
Grey - 5 - 9, if you dunno who to sign,
you can sign me, and I 
put that on my life. Ain't no sidepiece.
Bring you money all the time, 
more than likely.
Don't wanna try me, nah.

Don't ask for a feature, you is a loser.
You get deleted, yuh.
She said I'm offensive, I said pull up.
Now she gon spread it like Jesus.
Nikes and Vans, and I'm a Puma. Who gon defeat us?
She said that I'm sexy, I said pull up. Now she all on my Adidas.

I never cut myself for nothing, 
should I pick up the 
gun, or the Robitussin?
Never let my mama 
know what the stuff is
if anything I might just flush it.
Yeah they tell me that I'm so reluctant,
then I say who the fuck is you touching?
Stay the fuck out my business, if you were put in it, I promise you'd 
say that I'm bluffin. 
Noah so fucked up, but ain't 
nobody believe it and ain't nobody gon 
see it till its too late.
Jumping offa the top floor, 
they say that I'm done for and dead,
brains lookin like toothpaste.
But forget it, I'm in this shit until I'm finished
and everyone sayin I'mma never get it.
Fuck these prescriptions and fuck the 
pretending I'll put my head down with a bullet up in it.

They like "Noah won't you commit suicide please?"
I said "yes", but then I rose from stricken lightning.
I know your ex, I ain't impressed he wanna fight me.
That shit excite me cause everytime he run up I make -

the drum go rata tat tit tat.
50 rounds from the ruger, it kick back.
Blue cap, whatchu reppin, UK?
Turn a shirt red, it be lookin like you
mismatched.
Put the car in park, lemme get that.
2 oz of the tree put it in back.
I don't want ya record deal, I just 
wanna be grey till the day that I know where I'mma be at.
Grey - 5 - 9, if you dunno who to sign,
you can sign me, and I 
put that on my life. Ain't no sidepiece.
Bring you money all the time, 
more than likely. 
Don't wanna try me, nah.

SELFDESTRUCTIVE

G*59

Stop that shit. 
See this in my pants? It's not a dick.
Hollow tips. 
Fuckin with me, get your noggin split.
Follow fit. 
Please don't stick out, no do not offend.
Not again, 
feel like Adam when I'm on some shit.
Off the cid, with my bitch, 
smokin blunts in my sarcophagus.
From the sticks, yeah my 
brothas got a lotta clips.
Stalker shit, 
turn the heat up see how hot it gets.
Not again, feel like Adam when I'm-

off a pill. 45 milligram, put that
on a meal. If we talkin just grams, then it's not a deal. Smoke leak from the blunt, like it's mama milk.
Pop a pill, pop the seal. Now my Papa's ill, drinkin till he croaks out.
Mama's workin her ass off to these lyrics Noah wrote down.
Kennedy lettin his nuts hang at the 
SB show, it's smoked out.
Watch you pullup in a mustang, you can buck up but there's no sound.
I don't see the point in hating me, it's inevitable you cannot win.
I be more cut than a trainee with the shit,
but my name isn't Hopsin.
Can't take any of you serious, and I find that it isn't an option.
I'mma leave you bleedin on the pavement, 
it don't matter how many you
hop in.
I can see the pretty lines, shape-shifting and 
twisting angles all around me. 
Shivers down my spine, bugs are marching 
onward in my head and housing.
I don't wanna die, but I'll push my 
luck if it means I'm not drowning.
Look into my eyes, tell me if my 
irises are getting cloudy.

Stop that shit. See this in my pants? It's not a dick.
Hollow tips. Fuckin with me, get your noggin split.
Follow fit. Please don't stick out, no do not offend.
Not again, feel like Adam when I'm 
on some shit.
Off the cid, with my bitch, smokin blunts in my sarcophagus.
From the sticks, yeah my brothas got a lotta clips.
Stalker shit, turn the heat up see how hot it gets.
Not again, feel like Adam when I'm-

Spottin my kill when I pull up back onto the block and I'm crushin up pills. I
Don't give a fuck if a Barry can see me cause I been tweakin off of cid. Slime-
overflowing from the back of my head to my shoes, I've been cut for the clique. By
process of eliminating the haters and rats I keep my circle fit. Yah.
Nothin you can say, nothin you can do.
Hit you with the spray, find you ona news
Live another day, tie another noose.
Investigate me, I aint got a thing to prove.
It's 9:49 up on the clock,
me and my brother AJ was just 
trynna think up some lyrics for a song.
Hoe said she could stay 
down for the night.
Krow gon take her, 
I aint living that life.
JC said percys ain't
takin our life.
Popped pills, sent shivers all
down my spine.
This time round, 
reconsidering my life.
Spinnin illusions twistin, confusin, amusing, splittin congruents with fluent movement in

O.S.S.

I don't wanna circle here, acting like I'm the one who never gave a fuck.
I gotta wipe the mirror clear, most of y'all junkies gon say I made it up.
People tend to disappear, and I won't say I never tried my luck.
So fuck it, if I die, it's here, speaking my mind this is why I run.

This what happens, whenever you take one tragic addict in a 
beauty pageant, and a woman whose class ain't half as bad and then you 
truly mash em - up into a child molded by a fictional compassion.
And now you're scoopin glasses.
People tell me I'm not supposed to feel the way I do.
That they been waiting for the day I split a face or two.
Remember years of music inside the vocational.
Now I be pill abusin and smoke in rotationals.
Daddy had a bad time, taking percosets and drinkin alcohol.
Yung Contrast had a breakdown then he sold all of his Adderall.
Took a tab, then I found my universal roots ain't bad at all, but
now when I look in the mirror I can't stand it, it's my daddy fault.
This the realest me you ever gonna get.
Just know that I'm bad off something else, would you catch my drift?
Wish that my mama understood everything I did. 
Wish that my brothers weren't so shook by the things I spit. 
The elements test me, as the 
aliens arrest me
Xanned out, grippin the weapon.
I'll be fine, thanks for checkin. 
Now my follicles can't breathe. 
Nerves can't stop recepting.
Can I go back? I beg "please".

I don't wanna circle here, acting like I'm the one who never gave a fuck.
I gotta wipe the mirror clear, most of y'all junkies gon say I made it up.
People tend to disappear, and I won't say I never tried my luck.
So fuck it, if I die, it's here, speaking my mind this is why I run.

Run (Intro)

[Hook] 
All in yo mom, fuck is yo prob?
I be hanging with the mob. (mob)
Diamonds and prad, I'm finna cop.
Yo girl she giving me slop. (slop)
After the top, get the kitana
I leave you wet as a mop. (mop)
Smoke what I choose, do what I wanna.
Hit you with the red dot. (ooh) 

[Verse] 
Teeth yellow and stained with nicotine, 
boy you don't know what it's like.
If you wanted a buzz when I was 15,
I'd run it on a bike.
It's 7 a pill and 5 a line,
depending on if you're who I like.
Jett Black + Ted Money and Reed goes 
harder than my suicide.
It's do or die, for you and I.
Stick me with the crucified, I'm 
stumblin off a percy 30 hopin I don't lose my mind.
- fuck - boys, they wanna play me, for sakes keep.
- my - toys, they finna bang in your face, bitch. 

[Hook] 
All in yo mom, fuck is yo prob?
I be hanging with the mob. (mob)
Diamonds and prad, I'm finna cop.
Yo girl she giving me slop. (slop)
After the top, get the kitana
I leave you wet as a mop. (mop)
Smoke what I choose, do what I wanna.
Hit you with the red dot. (ooh)

PROD. Reed

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