White, white, white, powder in my bag.
Wanna taste it, want a gram? 
I got ketamine on mass ey.

Knife fight, no stranger to a laugh.
Drown my phantoms from the past in a bag-
and then I dash ey.

Slice, slice, slice, slicing up your gash.
Steel tempest in your back.
If you're breathing make it last ey.

Write, write, write, write another passage.
Another thief hanged.
I'm the hangman of the masses.

Silence, terrify you with the scythe and-
siphon souls. Flock of crows on the horizon.
Lycan, I smell blood from a mile. Went-
drone to your home, lock your doors if you're frightened.

All alone in confinement.
When I hit the drugs, I go off.
Bring the cops, I'm getting violent.
Spend my time free, spend my time silent.
Acid in my eyelids, to block out the nightmares.

It get so dark in here, it get so fucking dark in here.
A narrow path, barely lit by the chandeliers.
It get so dark in here, it get so fucking dark in here.
Psychopath, fully backed by his lack of fear.

Ay bring the strap, I'm fucking Tay-K'd up.
Feel afraid, you getting draped in the AK-burst.
Think you bad? (uh) Nah you can't say none.
We were raised in the flames by the ancient one.

Don't stick to hoes, we only sticking to the cash. (uh)
Bitch I gotta go, a lotta snow, a quick delivery like Santa.
Got a bone to pick, then pick another clan. (uh)
When our twitchy fingers hit the triggers, all your men are getting blasted.

(It get so dark in here...)

Chandeliers (intro) - [Prod. HandleTruth]

Nitrous inhale in my lab.
Where the cocaine at?
Ain't got a soul. 
I made it black, from the blue flames and-

The way we shot em til they dead.
Make em drop - cases.
Just know my street is-
stained with blood on the cracked pavement.

The team is seventy, we flash,
and we gone - nameless.
They never seen us 'til we left,
with their bank statements.

I went to sleep, but left her read.
That's a blank paper.
I've never seen her not be mad,
but she still dates me.
(uh)

You got sorta issues, I'ma put em to the side.
Every time I ever miss you is a time I wanna die.
Swords and shanks and shivs, I take em waiting for replies.
I ain't even talking women, gotta read between the lines.

Banks what I roll, but not the only thing I tried tho.
Cooking in the kitchen, let me serve you something fried hoe.
Bag of the coke, man gotta flip it, it's a cycle.
Mag i unload is only hitting in your vitals.

Nitrous inhale in my lab.
Where the cocaine at?
Ain't got a soul. 
I made it black, from the blue flames and-

The way we shot em til they dead.
Make em drop - cases.
Just know my street is-
stained with blood on the cracked pavement.

The team is seventy, we flash,
then we gone - nameless.
They never seen us 'til we left,
with their bank statements.

I went to sleep, but left her read.
She's a blank paper.
I've never seen her not be mad,
but she still dates me.
(uh)

Blood diamonds.
Money in the mines hoe.
Ey, cut lines off.
Iris in my iPhone.

Ey, bide time slut.
Hours of the night done-
What crimes cunt?
Think you'll ever find them?
(uh)

(nitrous inhale in my lab, where the coke at?...)

N2O - [Prod. YUNGBRATZ]

ur sister came over sry
-----------------------------------
(lyrics)

Ay news flash uh, read it in the paper.
Make him dance, thirty hollows in the chamber.
All talk, on the screen - all spark, get famous.
Left him in a grave, tombstone got his name up.

Strapped up, game us.
Don't want smoke, don't click - no playtest. (ay)

Sing a song in the jungle of the drugs. I've been lost. 
No thougts. What we pulling from the coat, no tasers.

Ay, two phones - new ropes.
No vines, tik-tok - no time to be wasted.
Time's up, run. 
Contemplate what is done and what ain't.
Unstopped - only goal that we got is to make it.

Pop the, pop the trunk.
Five guns, severum, stop playing.
Aphelios, onslaught, get chasing.
Arnold Schwarz, get my opps terminated.
911 not involved, no traces.

Dripping like a faucet.
Ask me where the sauce is.
Now you're getting barbecued-
If you think I lost it.
Trigger finger itching, red is dripping on the carpet.
Robitussin sippin it will take you to Nirvana.

(ay, ay, ay)

Diamond, yeah she like that.
Better when the bread talk.
If I can make you mine then-
Bet I'll make your bed rock.

Dance with me shawty, you look better with your mask off.
Life of the party, are you seeing how their eyes watch?

I've been sad, all alone, but I feel better when we last talked.
Damn, see your body. I can give you what you ask for.
Understand beauty fades fast so I pass up.
Tag with me shawty, but don't think it's gonna last tho.

Bad luck, sleep til the morning, when it's time to roll the gas up.
Why you so damn gassed up?
Ask and I'll tell you what you'll find is not an answer.
Every single moment that we had is in the past now.

Severum - [Prod. YUNGBRATZ]

there was
-------------------
Broke? Pop a bar.
Feeling lonely in the dark.
Real smoke, lungs charc.
Seal the message with a heart.

Lit match, where the spark?
That connection that is lost.
Bring your body to the front.
Ay, why you talking, what you cost?

Feel the sedative that slowly got drip fed in through our palms.
Burn the letter, and the letterman, and anyone involved.
Machiavellian, a harrowing assault.
Act offended when we tell you or get sent into the box.

A solid prophecy, with sonic properties.
A barking dog, he needs to chilli - take a stroll inside the park.
All ideology, now that's our god, I see-
another person who gets lost up in the promise of his cause.

Gimme something, gimme sauce.
Mephedrone abundant, feel the scratches on my card. (ay ay ay)
These banks are running like graffiti on the walls.
CCTV know your face and where you from.

Ay who'd they vote? - don't give a fuck.
I'm over claustrophobia of thoughts.
Too outspoken? - bring the cops.
Ay bring the focus to the clock.
I beg of your attention, fucking Ben 10 with the watch! (ay ay ay)

Ay can he solo? - bring the mob.
He's coded something wrong, it's over we bring the block.
We just point at who we want.
If he's too potent, bring the SWAT.
He too nosy? - he got shot.
No complications, steady aim until he drop.

Negotiations not for pawns. 
It's all done in your interest, so we'll never be at fault.
Negotiations not for pawns. 
It's only in your interest, but we'll never tell you what.
Negotiations not for pawns. 
It's all done in your interest, so we'll never be at fault.
Negotiations not for pawns. 
It's only in your interest, you don't need to fucking talk.

CCTV - [Prod. BLANK]

All the smoke we're blazing-
Memories faded.
I want you by my side...
That day for change, ever slip,
sit so far away now.
No way I got more patience.

No phone a friend, no games.
You get paid from us.
I want you to be mine...
Wanna be like us.
When we walk we keep the chain untucked.
You better stay on drugs.

Weatherman, wake up. 
Got your forecast way off.
Plain daylight, splat your brain up.
Bullets stray, waste no time, we make it hail outside.
Weatherman get down, don't let the rain touch.

Made it up, make no sense. 
Say the same as you said yesterday. 
No way. You're next.
Go pay it up, pay no less, great PayPal tax.
If you say some, we better sing the same song.

Take it up, taste of blood, not noble.
Name drop, paint his home up, as the backdrop.
Shake up, spray paint done. 
Same red shade. 
Save no rug, stains stay in the carpet.

Drain up, make no friends. 
OnlyFans, get fake love.
Mainstream media man.
Take a big gulp, twist your tongue,
when the main course gets fed.
Don't complain son, we do it for the paycheck.

All the smoke we're blazing-
Memories faded.
I want you by my side...
That day for change, ever slip,
sit so far away now.
No way I got more patience.

No phone a friend, no games.
You get paid from us.
I want you to be mine...
Wanna be like us.
When we walk we keep the chain untucked.
You better stay on drugs.

Postman wake up, wait what.
I've waited too long, way too many months.
Weigh the Q's up.
Express post, no track or trace to be clued up.
Mask stay on, so put a picture in the news up.

AK74u get sprayed up.
Gated cell don't think I'll make it any sooner.
Click-clack bang, no name to the shooter.
Weatherman dance, bring the tone of the room up.

Weatherman - [Prod. YUNGBRATZ]

om nom nomon omon okmonomon monom moo mom nomo nom omo nom mom nomn ommo monm om omno mnom nom mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono mono...

(lyrics)

When the pistols fly,
all we drip nine iron.
Pull up to the bank.
Where the cash go?

On the front lines. 
Point blank, take no rations.
Empty out the safe
from the back door.

All you bullet holes,
Spongebob - flip your patties.
Underneath the sea
is where you'll go.

Time passes, 
but you still don't matter.
I don't need a bitch,
I do it on my own.

Can you feel it now,
walking to the dance floor.
all night long - jaw clenched.
What happened?

Are we leaving now?
Got a couple pills left.
Can't stop thinking-
bout it, but I can't remember.
(x2)

Form a sentence put the parts in,
see it's not at all hard.
Better play your part
at the conference.

All I need is a bitch, and my hard earned dollars.
Start ups fall at my prospect

Want weed, want smoke, I got it all.
Come find out - trigger squeeze or the chemicals.
So mean, when you see me then you pray to god.
Oh we, turn a prophecy to miracle.


Rather than you, I'd be someone who gave up.
Bad bitch - tell a tale, it ain't made up.
Honor the G code, strapped if you name us.
Fuck the police, put the clowns in their make-up.

Who dat?
Every time I come around, it's with a new head.
Fuck I swear I never doubted I'm a nuisance.
Alligator in the pond I make a pool red.
Where the food at?
Where the food at?

----Swedish---

Brist på tal, inga telefonsvar.
(Lack of speech, no phone answers)

Finner inget nummer eller lista överlag.
(Can't find a number, or any list in general) 

Sinne bara hunger, så vi rycker efter mat.
(Hunger on our mind, so we fiend for food)

Tynger på mitt undre men det hittas inte kvar.
(Weighs on my conscience, but there's none left)

Ingen journal, för jag har det på mitt minne.
(No journal, because I keep it in memory)

Jag har ingenting att spåra, bara lågor där det brinner.
(There's nothing to trace, only flames where it burns)

På mitt huvud tjäna stålar, in på banken mäta finger.
{Money on my mind, at the bank "compare fingers")

Om en kille ligger sprejad, på med luva när vi springer.
(If someone gets dropped, hood up while we run)
---------

Make a wish right now, hope I never come down.
I'm an airplane, buzzing off some pain meds.
Take a break, quarter pound in the pipe, puff clouds.
Same same shit, always been a patient.

Riches like a goblin, all night long in the dungeon. 
Don't tell me when you're broke, get a job kid.
Overseas student, it was over when I got in.
Oversized notes look so good in my pocket.

I don't think you know, game changed and you lost it.
You can't take a joke, put your face on the front screen.
Lexicon flow, inundated with the process.
"Credit where it goes", what I'll say when they stop me.

Goblin - [Prod. Geekinz]

Cash money, cash money, hella bands on me.
Bad druggy, bad druggy, now my head funny.
Lack something, lack something, who your man honey?
Can't stop me, can't stop me, throw it back on me.

Bitch I gotta pack up, black ops.
Care if I go back to get my package, clap 'em.
Semi automatic, no attachment, back up.
Many men get sent into the casket. (uhh)

Strap the mags to my bando.
Next to the Mac, this a pistol, not an Apple.
I'm a bad influence on your manners.
But these bitches only want me when I'm manic.

Double black in a brand new Mercedes.
Half a bottle down, twenty cops tryna chase me.
I got stuck, now I always daydream.
Everywhere I look I see a shadow of your face, and-
When I look then I shatter, babe-
You're my medicine, I never can explain how much you matter.
Ten drops of your magic.
Wish that I could always stay this manic.

Devil worship on my nine to five.
I ain't clocking out.
Another shot to keep the demons out.
Purify the crowd.
Cellar screaming, where my peace of mind?
Deep inside the ground.
Best friends with the reaper.
I can't let him down.

Take a toke from the pouch.
Swear that you'll be here, take an oath, take a vow.
Then I'll have no fear from the thoughts that I drown.
In my ocean of tears, lay the heart of my doubt.

Double black in a brand new Mercedes.
Half a bottle down, twenty cops tryna chase me.
I got stuck, now I always daydream.
Everywhere I look I see a shadow of your face, and-
When I look then I shatter, babe-
You're my medicine, I never can explain how much you matter.
Ten drops of your magic.
Wish that I could always stay this manic.

Ice presses, full fiend, but it goes hard.
Stairs step, cold feet, it's a long walk.
White sniff, nose bleed, miss it so much.
Mad head, no sleep, let me cool off.
(ay)

Been broke on the benzos, binbag.
Copy that, dope on the low got me big stacks.
Glock-19, undercoated way I grip that.
Hold up, where the police? Pockets loaded with a click-clack.

Double black in a brand new mercedes,
Half a bottle down, twenty cops tryna chase me.
Bad luck, you were hot and crazy.
When I felt your touch, always wanted you to save me.
But it don't matter.
At the end of the journey it only gets better.
It's the same old pattern.
In the end, yeah I guess it don't matter.

Mercedes - [Prod. Frozeine Beats]

Take a moment to be lost.
Take a moment to be lost.
Then find it.
(x2)

Big wrist bitch, fuck whoever talk.
Big pipe, big rocks.
Cop house, no apartment.
12 hours on the clock- turn to 24.
Mob ties, big boss, make profit.

Grab the thing I let it spark, from the car. 
Same shit, make a bitch get gone.
Take a risk, get bought.
Switch clips in the cartridge.
I don't ever miss, red eyes.
Let it hit - take flight - big hawk.

I don't have a good side, I'm just being honest.
I let you know, first-hand. It's no problem.
Now what you want, want me? 
First class ticket to my heart- 
Get real bitch, you don't have the body.

Circumvent the cert- certainly I'm in a curse.
Get worse, every word that I slur like a zombie.
Nerve, nervousness, nerve gas in, 
If you make me hurt, in a sense- 
I just learn from the warnings.

Where you think I was when the worth of the world was falling?
Not here with, I was born, then the net worth rocketed.
Story of the cursed child, blessed by the wealth that he pocketed.

Great visions, fuck whoever got.
I'm a cynic to a liberal snowflakes plot.
Make the road way harder and darker than it was.
I'm in no way part of the problem, I prolly got-

More days, taken in a trip, than taken off the job.
Years pass, stay rich. 
Any bitch has yet to take it off me.
Too ahead, online constantly.
Big bread, baked in the bonfire.
Satan made a bargain.

It was short sighted, but it gave me options.
Cloud nine, every day.
Up from the bottom.
Name came from the prophecy.
Middle of the flames, I inhale all the toxin.

(Take a moment to be lost...)

Lost N Found (intro) - [Prod. YUNGBRATZ]

(ay, ay, ay, ay)

Get a quarter ounce, loud mouth, smoke it up.
Vices - go put me in the dirt, I would love to see you try it.
Crisis, think I need a page out the bible.
Escalate the situation, let it grow into violence.

Catch a blackout, on sight, buyin out-
Vices, they come in many forms. I just hate to see me like this.
Ever since the day I was born I survived it.
Take control, I act on no authorities' lines.

Circulated dark thoughts. Stay strong. Stay watching.
What I feel in my heart, pray to god that it stops me.
Blame it on the drugs, how I'm way less cautious.
It came with rewards, I make way more profit. (bitch)

It's the markings of a king.
In the property business, aiming for the top of the hill.
Chase riches, soon I got no chains to a bill.
Only thing on my wishlist is money and pills.

------

Go risk it all, I'll make the government fall.
Full mag in the clip, it don't matter the cost.
You're mismatched, I already did so much.
By the time I was fifteen, my legacy started.

Think fast and you'll miss all the things that I've done.
Bad hoes need leverage before they indulge in it.
It's tragic, whenever you miss me I'm gone.
Keep snapping bitch, you won't get what you want.

Comet - [Prod. YUNGBRATZ]

Floating Peter Pan.
Pop another xan.
Tell me where I am.
In this wonderland.

All these diamond plaques.
Bitch I got the bag.
Curb your heart attacks.
I already left.

How you got no money?
Get your money up. (bitch)
Put that strength all into something.
I done fell in love with drugs.

Still go band for band.
Bitch I love to flex.
You don't understand.
Only want your neck.

All this product that I'm capping, only do this shit for funds.
I made the most of what was dealt, I took the process out the country.
Fully loaded, get to popping - all these percs they got me stuck.
I got a bitch, I didn't want her - I admit I never loved.

Music note, I sing the prophets that were never spoke.
My golden wrist denotes the time that I was broke. (no more)
From frozen tops, within the ghettos of that mountain home.
I make more profit but sometimes I miss that cold.

Floating Peter Pan.
Pop another xan.
Tell me where I am.
In this wonderland.

All these diamond plaques.
Bitch I got the bag.
Curb your heart attacks.
I already left.

All these millies better watch 'em, 'fore they snatch my soul.
I done fell in love with problems, now my pockets glow.
All these bitches I don't want em, if they have no tone.
I got rich I never knew I wanted more.

Come in ironclad,
Peep what's in my belt.
Empty out the stash.
Dual wield the gats. 

Head to toe all black.
I don't leave no trail.
You ain't see no face. (nah)
It gets evil fast. (yeah)

I don't care no price I cop it, I don't mean to gloat.
I see them watching, what I'm on, they've never seen before.
Weighted pockets, I don't touch em, I just let it grow.
You think you solid, you're not rocking all this gold.

Floating Peter Pan.
Pop another xan.
Tell me where I am.
In this wonderland.

All these diamond plaques.
Bitch I got the bag.
Curb your heart attacks.
I already left.

Wonderland - [Prod. Frozeine Beats]

I got more than what you see, come a bit closer.
Chains on my body wiped clean, bend that bitch over.
Four four, big wheels, sixteen beers sober.
I love it when you leave, but my eyes can't focus.

New diamond on my right wrist, feeling cold.
Let me cop another Sprite, this lean is potent.
Alright - that's life. More bitches over.
I love it when you leave, but my eyes can't focus.

Six figures deep, only need to make more.
Keep playing bitch, he don't really want war.
It's potent. Activis mixed with soda.
I can't tell you how I feel - I don't feel no more.

Don't know about the right thing, seem so lost.
You swam too deep, street filled with vultures.
New window with the black tint - Bentley truck.
When we pull up to your spot - don't get too close.

I don't know about the right thing, seem so far.
All my homies in the backseat, they seen too much.
New diamond on my right wrist, feeling cold.
Let's go cop another bag, I'm feeling sober.
Four four, stay tucked - when we pop out, no jokes.
I'm an addict, I'm a dope fiend, duck po-po.

Oh I'm sorry was it your bitch, we seem so close.
I don't know, I think she likes me a little bit more.
New diamond on my right wrist feeling cold.
I might pop another molly, lose control.

We gon' pull up with a black bandana in the ghost.
New feeling from the nosebleed - I only want more.
When we pull up in a black van - aim and reload.
Don't care about a crime scene, I've seen it before.

Smoke weed, get high - that's all I want.
You don't know about the right thing, time to take notes.
(You don't know about the right thing, right thing...)

(Too many bands in the kitchen when I blow up ay...)

Right Thing

carti inspired but Im faded off da perky

- Lyrics -
(I keep on ballin bih)
(We out in public)

Ay, ice on my wrist.
Nine to five - sell a brick.
A lotta numbers in the brick.
Now my figures got six.
---
Ye, now my figures got six.

I keep a pistol (uh) 
(You wanna die for this?)
(We out in public.)

I'm a straight shooter bitch, don't let it pass (uh),
Don't let it pass (uh), he won't see it pass him. (uh)
Been, has been.
Been, has been.
It don't pass (hit, now) - 
He in the past tense.

Objective - stack it up.
Been, have been.
Been, have been.
Green, make it.
Been, have been.
Love - money in the safe.

Working in the past tense.
Boom. Got it, made it happen.

Damn shawty fell in love.
Damn shawty fell in love.
Downer gonna pick us up.
So much money spent on drugs.
(click boom)
Make it back then.
do it - rich fashion, working in the past.
get paid, its to the bills I'm attracted.

Object goal.
Been active. (uh)
Been active. (uh)
Been active. (uh)
See a opp -
Enemies are sleeping in the casket.
Target souls.
If you weak, stay captive.

I promised her, I promised hey
Spend the rest of our days in the promised land.
It don't feel so great - heartbreak tough luck.
Don't get carried away, stand straight - get up.

What is cold?
New watch two tone.
Fresh to death, light step in my regular clothes.
Done practice, forest back home got holes.
Been active, posted up in your postcode.

I ask my money, where it go.
I ask my money, where it go.
Don't eat, don't sleep, til I see it come home.
Been have been, quick, send the message then go.
Been manic, written in the program.

Stack it up x3
gpt a bad lil shawty she back it up.
I'm in love with my money, don't make enough.
The house that I wanted - I save it up.

Departure - [Prod. Lil $wedden]

(bang bang bang bang)

Keep walking,
empty out the cart.
Nah I think you boys soft.
In the clip, let it spark.
.45 ain't got a holster.
Do what I want.
Make it rain from the guap.
Hey girls, gimme top.
Waste no time with that mouth.

--Man fuck it I don't call back.
Turn a wife to a hoe if she blonde.
Man fuck it I don't want that.
Hit me up Emma Stone. Mary Jane I want- let's share this ounce.
Man my plug don't call back.
(bang bang bang bang)

All bark no bite, take your chain if there's diamonds. (ay)
(bang bang bang bang)
You're the one who swung first, so it's okay to get violent.
(bang bang bang bang)

If you want a part of this, just hold it to the politicians. (ay)
(bang bang bang bang)
They're the ones who started it, direct your middle fingers. (right)

Now I'm posted up. (what)
Now I'm posted up. (what)
Now I'm posted up. (what)
Now I'm posted up. (what)

Shoot straight enough. (what)
Put that boy in a -box.
Now I'm posted up. (what)
In the ghost and out. (gone)

Keep walking.
You don't wanna spar.
Nah you don't want smoke.
Put that boy in a -box.
If he keep talking.
My money see no end point.
Don't care, you're broke.
I'm off a benzo.

Where your friends go? (uh, ay)
Four years - you're just a friend.
New girl every month.
Hit me up Emma Stone.
(ay uh, ay)
Now that's the end goal.

Fuck Ken Carson he sucks donkey peepee fr

Emma Stone - [Prod. HXVXC]

(prod. chrustt)

I put his teeth in the ground til his face open.
I thrust this spear in his mouth til his jaw broken.
300 kills on a count, fuck a roman.
Hemoglobin on the ground when I stomp it.

Pussy crack rock, smoking on some bath salts.
See you in the bath tub, stitches on your back bruh.
Kidneys in my sack nah, profit that's a mad buck.
Leave you under asphalt, got it pussy act tough I'll snap ya.

Hand cuffed to a chain, cut the hand off with a razor blade.
No stop for the pain, masochism not my enemy.
Heed all my prayers, what I say, no resenting me.

FUCKING QUIT WHAT YOU SAY, NO MORE TALKIN'
I STOMP MY FEET ON HIS FACE TIL HIS JAW BROKEN
SO FUCKING QUIT WHAT YOU SAY, NO MORE TALKIN'
I STOMP HIS HEAD ON THE PAVE TIL HIS BRAIN SHOWIN'

- GRAVENOISES -

STOMP - ft. GRAVENOISES

(prod. mud)

Fuck, fuck I get my cock sucked.
Sluts from the gutter make my cock numb.
Coke up in my lunch, lunch box 
so bloody cus my nose run. I don't give a fuck,
you get punched, act dumb and get your neck spun.

Several bucks, what I got. Pump a shot
from the buckshot rifle, point it at your mom.
I'm a fuckin bum, from the gutter, born in slums.
I get drunk, red rum, bring guns, get done if you want some.

Cigs and drugs bitch, that's just how I function.
Friend with the roaches, I got used to being disgusting.
Clips and guns click, brain got corrupted.
Don't care what you own, it'll all amount to nothing.

Cry cry cry cry cry for the roach, in a human form.
Blowtorch, melt your face off.
I'm inside- side side side, of your block, with a sawed off.
Slam the door, bottom floor, mask on. 

Target red cross, wipe em out then we move along.
Plague doc, never stood a chance to the teardrops.
Body gone, I grind it up like some mince meat.
Chicken nug, I eat em up like a six piece.

Cop killer, a lotta pork in all my meals.
If he gossiper, I stick the tail up in his face
and make him squeal.

Popular, among the homeless, they bump me.
Motherfuckers wishin they could front, but they fuckin weak.

ROACH

(prod. weirdBeats)

If you have a fucking dumb ass chihuahua as a dog I will actually assault it. Full on assault and battery, animal abuse, "bashing animals is illegal law", whatever charges you throw against me I will just take them and do the time, I actually do not give a fuck about your dumb dog tell it to stop barking.

-Lyrics for deaf people- (sorry I cant type in braille)

Chained up like an animal.
Sit behind the barrier.
Police say I'm dangerous.
I just have some character.

Y'all just smoking cannabis.
Bitch I'm huffing flammables.
Cracker supernatural.
None of you comparable.

It's like a magnet, that I can't stay away from.
Plus and minus - just the laws of attraction.

Uh uh uh, uh uh nah.
Someone check my temperature, I think I'm tweakin' out.
Uh uh uh uh, uh uh.
Started with the natural, but drugs have led me down.
(x2)

Got a bunch of shit, but not enough to not resume it all.
I swear to god if people don't do tabs at my funeral.
Line up, heavens door is bureaucratic, oh so typical.
Tryna make it open, but requirements are difficult.

Fake bitches wanna board, then they anchor.
Captain with a sword, Davy Jones, gonna slash ya.
Great senses for the hoes, so I pass 'em.
Claim his misses as my own, if she bad tho.

Uh uh uh, uh nah.
Someone check my temperature, I think I'm tweakin out.
Uh, uh, uh nah.
Started with the natural, but drugs have led me down.

Fuck fuck fuckin, I'm up-um-um twenty pills or something.
Stupid hungry, but there's too much crack cooking in the oven.
Losing money, but I make it back fast, when I want it.
New deposit, always getting two bags when I'm on it.

These new RCs, poppin' off, my endorphins love it.
Still I wonder, is it worth it, is this what I wanted?
Life is like a box of chocolate, what else have I missed?
If you want a lot of chocolate, better keep that wallet big.

(tatatatata...)

Serotonin Syndrome

(prod. xeltxrx)

HELLO APES!
I am here again to drop some knowledge on your ass. Did you know that Belgium is the country with the largest quantity of milk cartons per capita? Over 2000 milk cartons per person. WOW! That's a lot of milk. This is a true fact, go fuck yourself.

Anyways, lyrics--

Pop a pop a cap, in his face bitch.
Off a couple tabs, feel amazing, when I spray shit.
Dead cops, on the pavement, fried bacon.
Ten shots, I go apeshit, with the stainless.

Fresh meat is my favourite, what I'm tasting.
Blood drippin' to my ankles, red laces.
Can't breathe with the placement, of this makeshift
-mask, trying to restrain how I eat up your patients.

Static electricity, I'm seizing on the floor.
I'm an addict, I grow sick of it, while fiending for some more.
Grab the blicky, life is riveting, unstable with my thoughts.
Pack a billy and I'm ripping it, go crazy with a bong.

Send shots through your home, send a bullet through your son.
Break locks on the door, trigger, pull it then you gone.
New box every month, I restock all the drugs.
I ain't had this all before, but with this power I'm a god.

Pop a pop a cap, in his face bitch.
Off a couple tabs, feel amazing, when I spray shit.
Dead cops, on the pavement, fried bacon.
Ten shots, I go apeshit, with the stainless.

Fresh meat is my favourite, what I'm tasting.
Blood drippin' to my ankles, red laces.
Can't breathe with the placement, of this makeshift
-mask, trying to restrain how I eat up your patients.

Red Laces

(prod. mud)

Lyrics because u cant fucking hear what my distorted ass voice is saying--

Snow, laying on the tabletop.
Did so many lines I'm situated in a k-hole.
Nose aching now until you sober up.
Blow I'm scraping, elevate you to a new spot.

Tripping and I'm floating away, a lotta lost months.
Constantly, tryna create another loop hole.
Listen I'm coated with phases of a true blood.
Not a free citizen, slave until my noose drop.

Cause another ghost from the blunt and the other smoke.
I'm sorry for my problems, am I making you uncomfortable?
Bother to a cop, an iron bullet in a lot of 'em.
Someone better know what's up when teardrops pulling up again.

So fresh clean cut coke, know it fishscale.
Scope set up, navigating with the sticks man.
Rocks get seized, shoot a cop just to feel safe.
Toxic weed radiating through your kids place.

Guns- got imported.
Pull up with sticks if you wanna cause a problem.
Blood- on the carpet.
Teardrop cult leave you done if you target.

These motherfuckers getting slaughtered, twenty minutes to pop 'em.
They got no options, twenty minutes to solve it.
I'm honest, it's kinda hard to watch my face in the morning.
I'm sorry, it's kinda, it's kinda easy to stop it.

I'm cut- from another,
cloth- 
from the dusk,
I turned up as a monster.
(AAAAH!)

HOLE_#133

Grr!

-Lyrics-

Dripping heavy, all the beggars know I got the sauce bitch.
Slow and steady, take your soul if you don't act cautious.
Bringing terror, I'm the shredder of ya fucking block bitch.
No suppressor, gotta go after you get nauseous.

GREAT AIM BITCH!
TEN FEET NEVER MISS,
HAWKEYE WITH THE STAINLESS.

I'M INSANE BITCH!
Still these fuckers wanna talk about a cracker,
like they knew how I was raised bitch.

Lungs blown up, chemicals like a fat truck
hit my face yuh, now I'm looking pale as fuck.
Sluts coked up, reminisce over bad luck-
cause the sluts I brought don't suck like the last ones.

Edibles are crazy when you don't stop the munchin.
'nother ten up on my plate, losing control of my functions.
Credible as maniac, these emus run when I'm hunting.
Never send me off to jail, I'll get asylum or something.

Colt, fou-fou-four five.
If you talk shit, get a couple tings in yo spine.
Close, clo-close your eyes.
This a hate crime, cover 'fore those tears start flyin.

Dizzy from the bars, I raised the bar for punk.
If y'all really gotta ask who we R, get dunked.
Glass, breakfast, and a ball for lunch.
I'm on all that shit, that make a mother shun.

Toxic, radiation leaking when I'm pissing.
Wanted put a poster, heard you wanna go missing. (hah)
Shock in your eyes, never seen a clown villain.
Look Pennywise, sewer drowning out ya children.

Fuck shit, you be on that fuck shit.
When I bring destruction, you be out of luck bitch.
Tucked in, where we from, we'd roll ya for a point,
Who you fuck with, coming over just to break ya fuckin joints.

I'm the cracker you won't meet at the party, I go home early.
Fully smacked out, fiending some molly and some Charlie.
Tucked in, where we from, we'd roll ya for a point-
and if you catch me in a mood, you watch your head get stomped.

I'm a ghost, better go.
Severed heads of several people, without meaning on the floor.
No more, I'm gone.

In the cellar, with a metal blade, I push it to my throat.
Level ended, I'm ascending, your pathetic mortal form.

OKDante

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