ART BY 6thSithLord
Produced by Bhasper
Engineering @prodjordanjay

Lyrics:

I FEEL LIKE MY LYRICS
ARE AN INSIDE JOKE
CAUSE ONLY SOME PEOPLE WILL UNDERSTAND I SUPPOSE 
I SWEAR SUFFERING HAS BEEN MY BIRTHMARK 
SHIT HAS NEVER BEEN PICTURE PERFECT LIKE A POSTCARD
MY BRAIN IS MOVING 
AT MACH 5 
HAVE YOU REALLY LIVED
 IF YOUR EGO HASNT DIED 
HAVE YA 
TURNED DEAF WHEN 
YOU’RE SO FUCKIN HIGH 
Look at the pot 
call the kettel black
Hypocrites motherfucker
Man they so wack 
MOVE THROUGH THIS LIFE IMPROMPTU
I GOT SCREWS LOOSE
THIS IS WHAT
I RESORT TO 
Calling my shots like 
the great gambino
Let the strap spray 
like Al Pachino 
Some love me for my dexterity 
others love me for my vocabulary 
Always remember 
Righty tighty
Lefty loosey
Passed my drivers test ￼
TRIPPING OFF SOME LUCY

BITCH YA LIKE A DIXY CUP
USE YOU ONCE 
THEN THROW YOU IN THE DUMP
I COME FROM NOTHING 
THE MUD 
SELF MADE 
We’re all gonna die one day
 is your life really worth a minimum wage 
Taking this blunt to my face
Filled with rage 
PSYCHEDELICS ARE MY VITAMINS
And my life’s been the infraction
Asylum motherfucka 
With the fuzzy grip socks 
Poppin Xanax 
like they pop rocks
Psychosis got me couch locked 
What the fuck you want 
Bitch we’re going up!
When I’m gone
I don’t really wanna die
I just wanna pass away 
And let these words ride 
Fuck these voices 
telling me to commit suicide
Domesticated psychopath 
Product of a Pharmaceutical aftermath
I’ve tried therapy 
Psych wards and rehabs
YET NONE OF THATS helped me

Sittin here thinkin what I’m gunna do
But thinkin will 
never bring back you 
GRIEF BE THAT
SHIT YOU CANT KNOCK 
LIKE A BRAIN FREEZE 
NOTHING HURTS MORE 
THEN A LOVED ONE DECEASED 
I’m walking tragedy 
Man I Hate anxiety 
I just wanna be engulfed in apathy 
So I guess that’s 
why I act out honestly 
Staying broken like your promises 
Crying wolf never got me shit 
Bitch I can knock that head right off your shoulders 
You’re the lowest common denominator
Listen
Don’t throw rocks 
If you live in a glass house
Hate my fuckin brain 
Cause it has a serotonin drought 
tattoos don’t give me agony 
Cause it could never compare to the pain
I have bottled up inside of me 

You  could never fuck up like I do
Did blow in so many bathrooms 
And Faced my childhood trauma on some shrooms
The melancholy millennial gentile￼ 
Tranquil Apothecary 
that’s gone postal 
Just a Postal broken shell 
Here to pass a message 
Till I rot in hell
All our stuff
 are just rentals
They ain’t coming with us when we’re all fossils

Sittin here thinkin what I’m gunna do
But thinkin will 
never bring back you 
GRIEF BE THAT
SHIT YOU CANT KNOCK 
LIKE A BRAIN FREEZE 
NOTHING HURTS MORE 
THEN A LOVED ONE DECEASED 
I’m walking tragedy 
Man I Hate anxiety 
I just wanna be engulfed in apathy 
So I guess that’s 
why I act out honestly

CHAOS [Prod. Bhasper]

https://soundcloud.com/alex-hauschild-28800045
yeah im 
Sorta problematic I cause issues in your household 
Running up a pack like I got issues with the count cold 
Case when I come in cause my stomach  is 
Like the Dow Jones 
Dropping headed south for a week and
Then I bounce home 
Why so sudden need the medicine to let her go 
High soap fucking out control I’m here to 
Let em known 
I can’t take the pressure no my head about to fucking blow 
I’m beckoning to death with every step and every message wrote 

I don’t wanna drop top not that kid 
Use to move it off my bike to everyone that know I’m lit 
Now I’m someone that they recognize but  something must’ve switched 
Cause I’m shunning all your shit I don’t need you to get it 
Bitch I’m backpack stack shawty catch me on the bridge 
Your shit wack wack probably why you 
Always on my dick 
I don’t dap slap hands with the fake I know you is 
Only here just for a grip fair the weather when I dip 
Distant minded I don’t buy it I been dying for some time 
I’m deriding all these rappers whole discography with lines 
It’s a ticking ticking time bomb 
Bouta fucking fly 
Off the shelf I let em die 
Whip the wits I said goodbye 
Bitch you burnt work 
Harder than a god damn machine 
Out the dirt hurt carting round my hate for where we been 
Where we living where we spin fuck the sound of Summer been 
Shut inside for 20 months so now I’m bouta fucking sin

Lick My Nuts by HAARPER

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