vocal engineering/performance by ninemansion

Was It all a Waste?

jus get these racks

[lyrics]

i put som ice on my bitch
Hannah baker my wriss lit
Lil thc a misfit
tables be turning around quick

Smokin on this q all day
Have it my way
They jus wanna fuck wit me im  like ok
Cruising thru the high way, 401 on my way
Please stay out of my lane
no clout you’re so lame 
x2

hello kitty flip phone
Dont trust me bitch hoe
Whys this man tryina 2 be me all the time lol
Smokin menthols
Going mental
I fucking hate u bitch
they all watch nd take notes

HANNAH BAKER (PROD. CASHMONEYAP)

produced by YungJZAisDead
engineered by Blunttrap
written and performed by Macho Randy and Blunttrap

Macho Randy & Baby Blunt "Never Let You Go" *prod YungJZAisDead*

Prod. iamdose

I said I rlly want this
So I went out nd got it
but now they hating on me
Cuz I b making profit 

ya im sipping dirty demon when im w the boys
Shorty fuck the whole team so im gone for sure
Shorty live in 2012 w that j couture
Wet ur whole block pree cp24

Diamonds dripping wet yuh
Dont trip on yo set nah
Slvr leave u dead yeah

molly water vital
See u tryina bite us
Done wit all u trife hoes

Prophet w @slvrskull & @2kspooks [@iamdose]

florida (prod. illuid haller)

[Prod. TREETIME]

Lyrics:
Batter up yeah baby Ima crack that shit
On the fast  track baby better gas that bitch
Where the time go baby how'd it pass so quick
Yeah I don't get why you gotta act like this
Batter up yeah baby I won't miss my hit
Ima run it up shawty Ima blitz that shit
Come to think about it I don't even miss that bitch
But I don't get why she gotta act like this

I'm fed up with this dead end job in this washed up town
Where the sun don't shine if you aint around
And the birds don't sing they just scream and shout
"I need to get out"
I gotta get out
Champion sweater, heather gray like this binghamton weather
Nothing was better when we were together but now it's whatever
I'll live another day

I’m fed up with this dead end job in this washed up town
Where the sun don’t shine if you aint around
And the birds don’t sing they just scream and shout
“I need to get out”
I gotta get out

Champion sweater, heather gray like this binghamton weather
Nothing was better when we were together but now it's whatever
I'll live another day

Batter up yeah baby Ima crack that shit
On the fast track baby better gas that bitch
Where the time go baby how’d it pass so quick
Come to think about it I don’t even miss that bitch

Batter up yeah baby Ima crack that shit
On the fast  track baby better gas that bitch
Where the time go baby how'd it pass so quick
Yeah I don't get why you gotta act like this
Batter up yeah baby I won't miss my hit
Ima run it up shawty Ima blitz that shit
Come to think about it I don't even miss that bitch
But I don't get why she gotta act like this

Yorgan - Batter Up!

Constellation (Prod. Dee B)

why dont you cheer up
aint trynna hear it
when u gone get in the spirit
take a look in da mirror
when i wake up
yeah imma feel it 
the man in my dreams 
telling me i dont need to reel in
why are they so vivid
not a single fucking soul gone be 
telling me how the fuck im living
losing my mind
in the alleys right between these buildings
bussin in jersey 
no need to hurry 
just another fucking state 
for every girl to curve me 
debating on wether or not
to step outside 
come to the spot 
we can smoke here all night 
we’re five miles from the drop off
our homie coming thru just to haul us 
back to the crib so we can call up 
not a single fucking soul u can’t watch us
been going longer than usual 
with the daily use of a physical
crutch that keeps me so cynical

i take i break 
i don’t match what’s at stake 
i wade i fade 
to the background where i’m safe 
i fight 
with my 
urge to end it now 
at least i make my parents proud
to make up for the college i did not attend 
sitting in one room for hours on end 
hoping my body will at least comprehend 
i shouldn’t be doing this please take care of me friend
i call to be greeted by a voicemail
hang up before i embarrass myself
last time to see me before it all goes
can i please tell you something nobody fuckin knows 
i’ll let you in on it 
if you promise to keep your mouth closed
i could go bag me a couple hoes
yeah thats what you know
would you assume that i dont get none
not even fuckin one
i can barely leave my street
to get gas for the whip
the most ill ever seem to do 
is that 20 minute trip
to pick up the drugs i 
need to get by
oh baby dont you ever wonder why
i dont have to know what makes you cry
imma blow up one day
to pay the bills for my parents
no bitch i was not the type to inherit
money to fall back on
i fall back on my backbone
thats so broken in many places
i put on one of my many faces

take a look in the mirror (prod taylor morgan)

mixed and mastered by https://soundcloud.com/davidentendu
produced by https://soundcloud.com/lucamalaspina

lol fuck you
yes, that's a carmen san diego reference
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i got stalkers like i own a supermarket
lookin' different, so they see an easy target
got a halo, feelin' dead, x to mark it
line my body on the ground, dear departed

dearly departed
feel like a martian
goin' hard in the pain like i'm harden
gettin' heavy, yeah, i feel broken hearted
take another, then i pass out on the carpet

like i'm a nobody, feelin' heartless
i like distancing like i'm carmen

call me cartman
blunt, not so sharpened
plenty snakes in the grass of the garden
open the shed, grab the mower, get it started
talkin' right behind my back, beg your pardon

i got stalkers like i own a supermarket
lookin' different, so they see an easy target
got a halo, feelin' dead, x to mark it
line my body on the ground, dear departed

dear departed
dearly departed
line my body
now i'm...

dearly departed
veins like the arctic
goin' hard in the pain like i'm harden
gettin' heavy, yeah, i feel broken hearted
take another, then i pass out on the carpet

am i somebody? feel discarded
don't remind me, disregard it

disregard this
kick 'em like a spartan
plenty fakes 'round me now, it's retarded
tryna act on me, get outsmarted
i’ll just say it to your face like a sergeant

i got stalkers like i own a supermarket
lookin' different, so they see an easy target
got a halo, feelin' dead, x to mark it
line my body on the ground, dear departed

dearly departed
like an empty carton
goin' hard in the pain like i'm harden
gettin' heavy, yeah, i feel broken hearted
take another, then i pass out on the carpet

Prophet w @slvrskull & @2kspooks [@iamdose]

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