SHADOWS FEAT DEAD HIPPIE

[Lyrics]
Got a bottle o' nothing I'm sipping like it’s holy
I think there ain't no angels left that could, ever hold me
Got the reaper in my mirror and he looking like my twin
Tryna' climb outta hell, but the walls caved in

Screaming out, at the sky
Tryna' talk, to a ghost
I don't wanna feel this pain no more, I just want to decompose
My memories a noose and it's sitting damn tight
PTSD why I can never fucking sleep at night
I see you in my dreams but It's always like you've never left
I just want you to help with this pain, in my chest

I'm crashing out, I'm lashing out
I'm losing myself, without a doubt
I don't even have the strength to call somebody
Trust sipping has made me groggy-
Groggy like I'm drunk, like I'm locked up in a trunk
And they say pain will make you wise
I guess all this suffering has turned me into a monk

But this boat, that we row
Know that you're, not alone
Please come in, take a seat
Here we all. incomplete
The least that I could do is to be there for you
I'm also in pieces but together we're the glue

Screaming out at the sky
Tryna' talk, to a ghost
I don't wanna feel this pain no more I just want to decompose
My memories a noose and it's sitting damn tight
PTSD why I can never fucking sleep at night

YellowRosesOnYourGrave (Prod. 4lexf)

DEAD HIPPIE - FOG

Syrup in the chalice, lean look like rot,
Pentagram circled, why I cannot stop 
Demons playing oujia spelling words that I forgot 
Levitate off my feet, satan has a plot 

Edible make me delay 
I just like floating away 
Text from her left it on Grey
Eyes red, what is today?
Late night ride, no light
Voice in my head wanna fight
I don’t wanna vent, I cave in,
Heat in my chest like Cajun.
Thc sipping
Acid tripping 
Double dipping 
Tabs hit fast Amazon shipping 
Black Sentra whipping 
Middle finger flip in the air
Leave em in stitches I have no care 
Living and missing when I’m in my stare 
Zip the bag and I smoke my share 
Another 3 5 so high there’s no repair like where the fuck the solutions at
Matte black Glock and my cat on my lap 
Fake bitch flock I just had to push em back
Ocean why the fuck you walking like that
Ocean why the fuck you talking like that 
Can’t help it I’m so faded from the gas 
Smoke too much now I’m flat on my back 
weed is loud, silent when I lash 
Mind upside down like a fucking bat 
Blunt in the air like a toast 
Smoke it all away like hope
I don’t wanna see your ghost 
I don’t wanna drive to the coast 
Blunt in the air like a toast 
Smoke it all away like hope
I don’t wanna see your ghost 
I don’t wanna drive to the coast 

Syrup in the chalice, lean look like rot,
Pentagram circled, why I cannot stop 
Demons playing oujia spelling words that I forgot 
Levitate off my feet, satan has a plot 

Produced by oceanash

Rotten Rituals

Fua

C'mon, baby, show me how you wanna rock with me
I'm in this mufucka stuntin' actin' hot, baby
Like, did you ever see me work it out a pot, baby?
Ever see me go crazy with a rock, lady?

You fuckers foolish, thinking I ain't get it on my 2
and honestly, I think it's stupid to be talking to you
But boy I knew it, and I ain't wanna play with your crew
I think you gone feel shook when they lookin' at you

Hold on, you talking bout who
Who the fuck is him, what he do
and why you bringing in heads when we ain't rock with 'em dudes?

It's just I know you fake crazy, and that shit ain't cool
Honestly, me and my bitches shouldn't be talking to you

Is you hearing me? Like did you get with me?
I'm bout to put this mufucka down seriously

& I ain't finna lie, you bitches is scaring me
But we not looking at these bops like charity

Nuh uh, well,
Maybe if we talking about that one chick
You know the one

Makin' sum shake, you know I’m cranking that hoe
Don’t matter how much I came in with, know it’s hitting the floor
I gotta ball, throwing muffin, I came in with my folk
Thought she was timid, then she started really gettin' it, doe

Smashin' off 120, know that bih go crazy
Lookin round, gotta buss it how I’m doin it up
Hella mucky on a hoe, you know that’s not my baby
I’m just gone rock it, flip it back, she know she here for the suck

Man y'all boys said what
I know ya bark for real
I think I know you a bitch, I think I know you a squeal

Ya wanna look, I’m doin me
Coming through with that kill
Ya fuckin' up, woe
Hop off, ima show you the deal

You fuckers foolish, thinking I ain't get it on my 2
and honestly, I think it's stupid to be talking to you
But boy I knew it, and I ain't wanna play with your crew
I think you gone feel shook when they lookin' at you

Hold on, you talking bout who
Who the fuck is him, what he do
and why you bringing in heads when we ain't rock with 'em dudes?

It's just I know you fake crazy, and that shit ain't cool
Honestly, me and my bitches shouldn't be talking to you

Is you hearing me? Like did you get with me?
I'm bout to put this mufucka down seriously

& I ain't finna lie, you bitches is scaring me
But we not looking at these bops like charity

Well, maybe if we talking about that one chick
You know the one?
Oh lord, yes I do

Talking to You (Clueless) [prod. DJ TWI$T II]

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Lyrics:
mossberg
That shit matte black 
Hit you in yo face
I ain’t aiming for the flak 
Put you on yo ass then in a case
No they cannot recognize 
Coroner he given up 
Body not identified 
And I cannot give a fuck 
I forget about that shit, same fuckin day 
Day
If I’m on yo mothafuckin block you better 
pray Pray 
for a better day 
Cause, that you will not fuckin have 
Comin wit the Anna when I’m creeping down yo fuckin ave
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Dirty Work:
Why you acting like a bitch 
Talking shit you get yo feelins hurt 
Think you feelin too comfortable 
You thinkin you untouchable 
My Glock it do my dirty work 
Disposing of these fuck niggas 
Hit you in yo spine 
Paralyzed 
Yeah you done nigga 
Hate to hear these niggas speak 
That shit it just, piss me off 
Came to the party with a blade 
I got that makarov 
Air it out like makarov 
Spraying all these niggas down 
I ain’t feeling no remorse
While I’m killin all these clowns 

Never will I rest in peace 
Never will I close my eyes 
Always stay watching 
Ain’t nobody catch me by surprise 
Ak Yugoslavian 
Hold it down and watch it go 
7.62s, got they bodies dropping to the floor

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