Comatose, out the hospital
Overdose off of medicinal
Molly and some alcohol
No one else involved
Just me and myself, no strings attached
Bring it back, going back with molotovs
Ringing ears like sirens
Making fears, I'm a tyrant
Taking years flying left
Much life, make it quick
Tinnitus from lies, create the deaf
In my world, only I'm deft
Got my rest in
Rain still pouring 
It is what it is, depression

Everything happening at once
Eat some rap and sin, test ya luck
Hold me underwater, iron lung
Sinking in my blood, drowning in sorrow
I swear to god it'll be void by tomorrow
All my sad things, no breaks press on it
Depression makes less sense than the morning
Can barely afford it

Mourning people I never knew
Morning people, I never knew
Pull the plug like a lever
Full of mugs like Trevor
Lulling out to bed, straight to dreaming
Nulling out the fed, lights beaming
Searching for a crazy man, he escaped
Thought he was tracing cans, highway jumpsuit
But he jumped ship
Muddy punches, got the driver bloody
Cause he got a cousin some ways away
Go and find him, watch him today
Turns out, drugged and dazed
He snoozed off in the woods
Thinking of escape
Mountain climbing escapade
Fountain finding
Out of his mind he was going
Somewhere else, far away
Helicopter was too late
He already ran away
Nuh uh, not today, no way

Everything happening at once
Eat some rap and spit it out
Keep the crap and close ya mouth
Clean ya dad, then shut him down
Reap the day and let it out
See your feelings are you okay
Run away like okay
Give the thinking more days?
I guess I just wanna fade away

Depression Pt.2 (prod. Tony)

Feeling kinda frustrated
Like who am I
See a rope, I see a tie- 

Welcome to the labyrinth
Today, we're spitting mad shit
Sit back and relax
As the acid reaches it's max

All sorts of things in my motherfuckin' head
No wings, jump off meet motherfuckin' death
I wish I could fly, be like Peter Pan
Swishing back lies, feet up like I'm the man
Wishing pack ties would disappear like a fan
Missing all my marks, applying to physics here
Dissing all the tarts, crying to the same missus dear
Kissing shit for breakfast, Mark misapplied for tits and rear
Hissing fits, wreck it, no fucking etiquette
Listin' lights, firing up spliffs, on the cliff
Might just jump off it
Man that's some bullshit
Ahh, go ahead and fuck it
No one gives a shit about yo crutches

You got some dreams, go ahead crush 'em
Frustrations among those nightmares
Must teach them the way to fight right
Only way to last through the night
Mother may I fuck the neighbor no light
Smother days with the dark
Drinking liquor, just to lick her
Thinking is it worth it, just to kiss her
Got it in my head, all the time I miss her
Don't ask me why, just my mind
My oh my, there goes your time
Next time learn when to watch
Bitch cause next time it's all SWAT
Snitch, shit you girl is dead no sex
Her last message was a text
And that must seem sad
Must make your bitch-ass kinda mad
Hey I think that's frustration
Just know I was her last thrust nation
Her last notation
Before she fell through the roof
Before her life went poof
No last proof
Flow through, move
Bitch, lemme break the roof

I think that was more creative
Less rhymes but still enough
And this shit was fun

Frustrations (prod. Matt Baker)

Know what I love
Sex and drugs
Know what I love
Girls and guns
Curl the tongues
Cross the eyes and dot the toes
Lost the eyes then fought my lows
Tossed the fries and caught a cold
Bossed around fired, no potta gold
Crossed the line of fire, glow in gold
Gone to fined and lighting wires
Selling copper pipes like cars get tires
Swelling black eyes, popped and tired
Telling the pack guy I flopped, I'm wired
Dwelling in cells under the tried and criers
Filling in potholes blunder the flyers
Tilling in fields for the rich and ugly
Killing for meals, killing for fun
Killing for shits and giggles, on the run
Milling near ditches and puddles
Wondering where the days went
Wonder was for the weak, dephase it
I got two faces, one's stuck in drug mazes

Crazy, I made it
Almost all me, I make this
For the homies, no faking
No leases on my shit
No police on my dick
Flow the crease this is it
No hooks, fuck that shit

Built it, shilled it
Drinking blood like I killed him
Sinking floods like I filled it
Bathtubs, no draining just raining
Wrath pub, feigning my kin
Daft Punk, that's the shit
Make love, gimme your bitch
Doves, skinning care, no bullshit
Flying like birds, winning fairs, fuck yo share
Lying nerds, opening lockers, luck out there
Cry the words, coping with mockers there
Open up fuck the closure, therapist pissed
There a kiss, here a kiss, oh shit you missed
Oh no shit, Sherlock you dumb rich
Come here, sit, for cocking her tits
I gotta itch, better scratch it, I'll kill yo bitch

Crazy, I made it
Almost all me, I make this
For the homies, no faking
No leases on my shit
No police on my dick
Flow the crease this is it
No hooks, fuck that shit

Just a couple last words
Trust no people with gold
Must the peeps break my mold
Dust the leaches in cold, icy
Thrust the feisty bitches at beaches
And hey, that bullshit you can keep it

Eyes (feat. Smokin' Dragon) (prod. Real & Ruthless)

Demons and devils
Haunt me and dishevel
Taunt me and revel
Their fault, I'll relevel
The playing field
Taught me well, be a daredevil
Caught me wielding weapons
Of daring danger
Gotta kill the devil
With his demon friends
Feeble friends
Meeting with his trend
Leading the tread (Get off me!)
Careening towards his head
Feeling 'round her bend
Forgot all the meds
Mixin' Scotch
Fixing her brain, her mind
What's real, or fake
The feels, or pain
The blood rain
The flood gain, ground
Guilt covers all around
Built clovers on the mounds
Jail time too bad
Bail now, so mad
Not time for that, no sad

What's you epiphany?
Is it in color form?
Oh, all is fair in love and war
Reel my days in
When people realize they about to die
They seem to admit to stupid shit, all the time
Oh why oh why?
Nevermind

They don't know who I am
Fakers just go home
Haters stay a while
So I smash their dome
Sowing the mouth
Mash hair, no moan
Bleeding out now
Got a human meat monopoly
Fought the authorities
Lice and rank all over me
Spitting out mice, I'm a snake
Rolling the dice, making bank
Hope I don't roll my own eyes, go broke
Landing on the railroad, poor goes to debt
This shit it'll be my death
And I'm sorry you'll get the negatives

Demons in my head
Unwell sipping lead
Meeting and lipping on weds
Leading the tipping over sheds
Can't control me shoot yo head
Won't toll me, smoke and bled
Stupid feeble attempts
Devil could not hurt me
No he really can't
Fuck off me

Demons (prod. Perplalex)

I've been thinking for a while
Blinking in the meanwhile
Sinking down the drain, snake style
Chilling in the cage, padded walls
Filling up the page, glad you called

Sitting in the asylum
Lipping in my head
Meant to say a different thing, no lead
Now I'm here, thought it wrong, goddamn
Sitting on the bare flowing ground
Thoughts to myself, just going 'round

Bare hands, LSD, took too many of these
Fair man, well let's see, too much PCP
Share the cash, ADD, add the H, on drugs
Tear the cash, won't see these, OCD
Control freak, can't be me I'm breakin' knees
Tongue creek, find me burying her niece
Shits' creek, her body gone
Don't ask me what's in my lawn
Leave, I'm thinking
Still just blinking

Thinking (prod. Astra)

Depressed, it's mess
I got things I shouldn't say in my head
Keep 'em inside, lock 'em away
Lock him away, he's all sad
He might go mad, go insane
We don't want the blame
We don't need the fame
Got enough problems
Keep him away
Got too many problems
So keep him away
Declared officially insane
Lock me away
Crazy daze
Lock him away
Just lazy Dave
No work today
Shipped away
Tipped over, anyway
Tipsy on the clovers
Tripping on stovetops
Burning out, slowing down

Rabies infections, going south
(Run away from your problems)
Baby dissection, foaming mouth
(Months get fuzzy in heaven)
Cable protection, stop all the death
(Teaching on a fuzzy head)
Label subjection, slop up the mess
Swear to whoever will listen
Get these demons out my head
Listen to my please
Glisten with tears
Pissing on leaves
Dissing my teeth
Missing my wheat
Gone goes half my brain, feeling weak
Cereal with no grain, get no gains
Gotta go away
Lotta flows today
No crows yesterday
Why do I ponder about it
Why do I wonder bout this
My oh my why do I sit on it
Is it a-
(Special occasion today?)

I'm not feeling fine
Wasn't okay
Thanks for asking
Now please go away
Leasing the rain
Pleading with pain
Now please go away
Teasing the itch
Feeling the scritch
Twitch in my neck
Flip off the deck
Help me, snapped my neck

Depression Pt.1 (prod. 𝘽𝙍𝙄𝙔𝙊)

Hiding
Me, the cops won't be finding
I'm grinding, all this fucking music out
Whining, that's all I fucking hear now
Timing, my operation of escape
Shining my diamonds, straight face
Minding my own space, in the loud crowd
Found out, the pigs saw my phone case
Low tase snitches, rigged the whole place
Fat bitches, run away they saw my soles
Last roll, casino broke, gigged for my soul
Fast toll, high count, wean off coke
Past trolls, thigh mount, inhale toke smoke
High roll, high amount, sip lean founts
Buy old bank accounts to steal dip codes from

Back to the USA to meet my wife
Bend her over, ass ripple, tits jiggle quiver
I missed her, on my way forget to kiss her
No matter, gone away, wished her a good day
Straight to L.A., met up with Mel and gang
Right to felonies and breaking knees 
Might just kill a G for creasing these
In the streets, we a fleet, no navy
Got snitches to kill, pass a gun like gravy
Rich ass bitches they elite but they crazy
We titular, above the law, meet me Macy
Fit it all just in one bar like holy shit pace me
Lit it all with one match, unarmed, face me
Adderall fading, at a farm wake me naked
Shaking from the chills, baking up mils
Three week coma, wills all give me pills
Free the reeking moaners, shiv them, kills
I live, pay bills, tax evading all persuading
Home invading high-roller homes in Vegas
Tome creating, sly plague making, pay us
They thank ya as you lie straight to faces
What made us, the days of, the races
No fakers, we like Lakers shooting so much
Cold touch, I flow as much as magma
Underground bag us, lag such as late lunch
Irate punch, anger the stud, mad at us
Go back to rapping you lucky punks
I'll be slapping fat fucks like a bitch a munch
Sniffing stuff and fucking up cunts
Then I fuck a bunch, should go home
Back to my wife I guess I go
First hide the chrome and body
Checking out in the lobby
Bitch checked out, in my gatti
Sucking my Johnny, drop her off
Back to my fucking job
Don't care if I'm laid off
Cause I got topped off

According to sources a rich fellow was killed
Fortunate no family, only abortions and clientele
My high will tell, if I go in portions or sit still
On window sills, forcing rap and shitty skills
Gritty kills, they sorting GAP and pity mils
Titty pics for making fics quick
Lit the wick, fuck a bitch, blow it out
Itching like skin tic bit my mouth
Gumming drugs up in the south
Snitching bitches gotta pout
Stitching the fuckers snouts
Snitches all they do is shout aloud
When a fight is found, or deals go down
Skin peels, all they do is frown to crowds
Pound them to death, they bound to debt
The shit they do is just their mess
All it leads is to a pessimistic death

Snitches (feat. Smokin' Dragon)

Thinking like I'm humble
Got honey, bumble bee
When you see me in the streets
Just say hey real discreet, lowkey
Fill mils in jeans of Gs, that's me
Gun smoking limbs gone, hokey pokey
Curb stomp, he's choking on teeth
Woke me met with boots, thwomp
Swamped in washed up luggage
Murder fucks think they be thugging
Dark secrets they be hugging
Park see its they be mugging
The brethren of gangs
Never growing up as a Chia Pet
Guess what, I can see the threat
And clearly it needs eliminating
I'm serrated, please fear me
Honing myself, shooting the con son
Phone rang, killed the wrong one
I guess it is finally done

CLOSURE 1 (prod. zero*)

Can you remember me
Before the end of it all
Before I finally fall
Off the edge
Of this throne I've made
On the ledge of a mansion
Open up the picture, expansion
Frame fixtures, damned son
Damsel, in distress
Where is she in the fantasy
Or is it just your ecstasy
Cause of the ex you see
Look at the mess you've made
Barely paid, ain't getting laid
Get this poor bastard some aid
Not getting faster with age
Just slowing down, burning out
No feelings, just a drought

Nothing goes on in the head of the dead
Like a book been read 'til the end
Like a hook been bent 'til she's red
Need some Sudafed, sniffing in bread
Lifting up heavy, snow tread, sled
Asking, where have I been led
What false cred have I been fed
Sometimes I wish death would've left
One time he crept, filled me with dread
Willed my life away, life drain
Uh, while she gave me brain
My... uh, yeah rained

At the end of it all
Just remember me
Please?

REMEMBER (prod. ThyKira)

I'm having an emergency
And honestly, I need some help
Reach into my satchel, my hand delves
Find my gun, all you fuckers on the run
I had my fun, but the cops arrive
On ammo I thrive, spill some blood
Shoot one, commit the crime
If I'm jailed, I'll be in there full time
I don't want that reality, wanna stay high
I wanna stay in my mind
So I guess I'll just have to die

EMERGENCY (prod. Atlantis Piano)

I don't gotta lotta money
But wanna know what's funny
I'm still kinda acting like I'm rich
Maybe cause I could pull yo bitch
She'd gobble gobble on my dick
I'd go full throttle, it's her motto
Lana Rhodes, is her model
Wannabe Diana Rose, girl an actress
Gotta big ass, and an accent
Pretty large rack, talking bout her tits
Two big thangs, large as my sack
Blart cause her butt fat, hope her legs part (yeah)

Her name is ecstasy
Turns out, she sitting right next to me
Drive her home, lighting one up with me
She rides me prone, fighting bugs off of me
Dead night, she coughs with me
Know my rights, so she fucking me
She quite the sight, seems weird of me
You better trust me, if you see her
Only once or twice hookups occur
But hey she great, look up her
Wish I could've woken up next to her
I died right there on the street
In the alley, my body no one could see
Glad that girl found me

Drugged up finally getting up
8-Ball in my stomach, dust on my nostrils
Still got a bag left, should I get Xanax?
I can hag right, drunk though, could go hostile
One last mag left, crunk up, gotta go slow
Wait, she was right next to me
Well, now she sexting me I see
Swell, got some lingerie on
Wants me now, guess I'm gone, wow
Her ability, to finally fuck me
Is so ever heavenly
Even Ms. Beverly is dead to me
Swear this girl a celebrity
But no she just here to fuck with me
Dunno why she fucking me
Guess cause I'mma druggie
Why is it funny
That my nose is runny
Bleeding, seething
That she seen me
Relapse with ecstasy
Three laps, now I'm gone
Passed out, dead now

1, 2, she wants me and my crew
3, 4, wants me to fuck her like a chore
5, 6, calling back saying she's a bitch
7, 8, needs me to have her, tell her to wait
9, 10, ignore her and run, not a godsend
11, 12, mistake was in her pussy I dwelled

ECSTASY (feat. Smokin' Dragon) [prod. Jamal Katari]

If you see what I see
Then you know what I mean
When I'm speaking honestly
All the abuse is mentally
But if it was physically
Bruises hits would leave
There'd be evidence on my team
Instead words spoke menacingly
(Take your medicine!)
No, dealing with medicine fees
But it's not prescribed to me
So come along and fly with me
Chrome on his dome, now who's mean
Spoken like I meant it, Ali 
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
If you die you ain't a son of mine
Mixin' uppers and downers practically suicide
Fixing interrupters, send them down the sewer slide
Bitch with the bullshit all her time she lied
Couldn't keep 'em straight, she lost her pride
Probably wished she'd just have died
Sitting swishing back a buncha wine
Committing crimes, think it's her time
She ain't fine, none of them are like us
None of them like us
Just acting on the basis of love and lust
Shit their kids is basic, his glove had bust
Cousin was on molly, walked in, saw it
Wasn't on the pill since the weekend hit
She sneaked him in, he'd been crawling
Mister walked in, started a hollering
Wanted him to shut it, did some weird shit
Her husband was next, walked in ignored it
Essentially, between you and me
He wanted an open relationship
So he thought of it, peeked a seek at her tit
And deemed it fit, he didn't give two shits
Cause she needed therapy
He was fair with it
She was a sex addict
He wasn't, but he knew she was helpless
So he stuck around, I guess
Basically a fucking guest
Gotta say, she was the fucking best

HELPLESS (prod. fika)

I had an idea but it wasn't a full one. This is it complete.

THE INTERLUDE

officially deemed mean
chill, sipping lean
killing bitches with a laser beam
filling snitches with rats inna team
cracking beers, make your dreams
Farming poppy for the molly
Tilling rows on rows of weed

switching lanes, that's lame
i'll be switching out blades, that's crazed
some people think they made it
actually they're very basic
they just gotta face it
taking fame from features
making lame ass teachers
students study shitty subjects
what the fuck is this
create sense of it, takes so long
getting better off of crimes, go rob
in your thrift shop crop top
listening to a kidz bop trippie song
it's bitch pop for a heavy sob
selling albums to rip him off
feed addictions, ripping pot
weed predictions tipping a cop
reed in systems like bibbidi bop
indeed it's weening off, I needa shot
fiending on feeding despite the liver gone
leading sister-in-laws with the wap
pleading, preacher saw with the laws
teaching listeners, don't fuck witha ops
teething with reimbursed brace fobs
seeing the suicide boys jump off like corn cobs
reaching to dissers cutting veins, flows stop

Explore the core of california
Where all the whores snort up coke
I awoke to my snore, with pore warts
Going door to door to force a coarse turn
Explore the store selling more quarts
Smelling the tore burn workers making quartz
On the course yelling fore get it in four
From this they better learn it's my court
My fort that bores the freshly born
But I'll gore the newly torn
They roar while they mourn
Sort through the port
For a tour that won't bore me
They think they the shit, I see though 'em they porous as he
As the bartender pours for me
I get plenty of adorers but they corny
They horny for him, being foreign to the game
Tryna give him fame but he thinks it's lame
She crying on a shoulder colder than the wanderer's murder stare
Heard her die there decided I'd rather be spared
I didn't care and I won't ever share
Not going back, not even on a dare
No no no, not saying where

Doing all sortsa mean shit
Oh yes I really meant it
Feel I'm demented
In real life I dreamt this
I'm pent up about it
That I'm never wowing
The crowd screams
Because they're in heat
Reality sinks in, typing out shit
I'll never be it
I don't think they'll appreciate my wit
when I steal their fucking bitch, oh yeah

Fake teeth with those she ate
I was too late, to save anybody
But many bout him, they just doubt him
The girls that mount him, ain't about it
Listen to shit just to fuck him
Listing off reasons to freak, and break down
Listening to the seasons they ugly now
Think she spicy twerking out
Red card off the field, foul
Her stench, what a wench
He say man fuck this shit
Fuck this
Run away, run away, thinking not today
They still deemed him mean, no way
Damn, turns out they wanted him out
Kicking him down, he worked so hard
Got so far, and this their thank you
He contemplate his way of killing 'em
Finally thought of one
Later today, problems will go away
Yes indeed, not no way

DEEMED:MEAN (prod. fika)

I've been evil, like Knievel
That's just me though
Only one who's thinking so
Other people getting measles
They dumb, no vaccines
So I'll be sniffing lines like crack fiends
Although I'll be seeing paychecks
And pancakes not chex mix for breakfast
Like yes this is it, wanna stay a lil bit?

Welcome to my mansion
Yes, I'm politician
Why you asking?
You wanna know how I make my dough
Oh, I guess it's money you lacking
It's your type I always end up attracting
But it's like oh no, she packing the magnum
How about you go on and get
Because it's y'all I end up attacking with taxes
And it's y'all that attack the rich with axes
And I fall and so all of 'em put the facts in
But I come back and whack them
Oh no they dying and they goners
But it turns out they always just the donners

All in all
I don't think I can fall
I ain't tripped at all so far
And the red dots on my forehead are boring
Give me bigger threats than wigs or vets
Bodyguard crew surrounds me, they orbit
Lotta false spews in the pews on my life forces
I could choke you out from across the world
All the other babies in the room their spite worsens
Well I'll just grab their neck, head torsions
I'll force their abortions to portions of forgers
Of fake licenses, what's it to you sir?
Scared of my power, I'm voldemort
Can barely pronounce my name like worcestershire
What is sure? Crooks are sure
Criminality mentality running with me
Polly ticking off the politicians
They snitching on fellows
That bellow on their fellow man
Hypocritical picking y'all to tick 'em off
Not surprised they see me with two eyes
Thinking with half a mind enough sense to be scared of me
Beware of me, me willing is being evil
I'll be sure of it to make you feeble

Evil
I'm evil
Evil
I'm evil
Evil
I'm evil
Evil
So evil
Evil

EVIL (prod. Jamal Katari)

Life is endless
I wish I could end this
Life is endless
I wish I could end this
Wait a minute what is this
Wrong lyrics oh shit
Oh well god dammit
Lemme spit real things

Everything is endless
Even this rap shit
If I would die quick
I got immortality in my music
What is this to you though
I guess that really depends yo
If you wanna pick up that pencil
And work on some lyrics, some rhymes
But balance it with life and your time
I know I even said it, that life is endless
But that fic, is bullshit
But hey even god keep a list
Better pray that you on it

Memories can go on forever
But never remember too many
Eventually even dreams get heavy
Ultimately grieving the lost druggie
He knew something was wrong
Unfortunately changing wasn't the game plan
Ran over plenty at red lights and stop signs
Pedestrian crossing filled up with coffins
Driving and smoking, he was coughing
Deriving from choking smog at home
Vibing for the drunks and the wrong that roam
While he just skunks with mouth foam

Time never seems to end in heaven
Plenty of money up here, mils I'm spending
Empty full mags into the whack at 7-11
Tempted me with full bags
Now Satan my best friend, stabs my back
Holy shit I'm in hell I think I might just end it
I see the devil, soon me he'll be ending
Nine millimeter, now my angel I see her
She sees me, in shit waist deep
Reaches into a purse, pulls out a glock
Beseech her to shoot, full extended stock
He forgot to reload, full of ammo like Pac (Wo-Woah-ah!)
She got me out in total no missing limbs
God damn, bitch, fuck her on a whim
Cuts the lights, make the room dim
Wait where am I, now I'm asking
Since she saved me am I truly him
Or am I just a lucky piece of shit
Basically I'm asking, am I just nothing?

Where the hell am I going?
I hardly know what I'm doing
Is it you I'm feeling?
Who even am I?
Who even are you?
How did I get here?
Wait, I can't even hear

Oh my goodness
Why is it like this?
I feel like it's endless
Even when it'll end soon
Thinking about it
It's up in my mind
It just makes me high
I feel like it's just, mine

ENDLESS (prod. fika)

I swear to god man
I swear to god man
All I did was run then
But I am better now
No more needles
No more needles
I've seen the right people
I'm no longer fucking feeble
Shitty highschool
Creepy teachers
Make my own rules
All of them they were just fools
Drug addicts they drool
Dead, shot in the pool
Meds over the dosage
Feds lotta them in my school
Bombs be in they postage
Escape through walls with posters
Stuff bodies in lockers
Tough he thought he had me
Feeble bitch with a teaspoon
Feeds me with needles
Leads me to people
That just put me to sleep soon
She leads him to a room
I seen her with him
Like bitch what is this
But she just denies it
That's a load of bullshit
Her sentences make less sense
Her damage, was mentally
My sentencing, the death penalty

All these drugs now
They just hurt you
I think she flirting now
But I dunno if she fuck with me

Fucking her at 25
She a virgin till 29
Wrong person in my mind
But I'll take it if she want mine
She sent me out to recovery
But all she recovered, druggie me
When she discovered me, shockingly
Surprised to see me constantly using needles
Not to be mean though
She was too stupid to know her dough was thrown
At the hoe in Saintsville she fucked me good
Still in Insanesville, chugging up pain pills
Drugged all up with crank deals
Dragged home as my rank excelled
While she inhaled prescribed labels
Crazed pics of dipshits sniffing mils on tables
Ranting with no moral about sins and fables
Doing stupid shit like breaking each others shins
Then taking food away from bitches like they anorexic
Went raking pools of bourbon off the floor of an exhibit
That desperate just to get drunk for a little bit
Found out about dealers with heroin in needles, needed a hit
It's just a little nip with a crazy zip getting lazy quick
Woke up no memories in mind but saw the body, oh shit
Posted up in a crack shack smoking bowls and getting zits
What a night that was, what happened again, oh nothing
Just nothing, ignore it all even the headaches
Of the pain of making her blood rain
Coulda ran away but I stayed
And luckily no body discovered, ay
And I hope no autopsy is in way

No more needles
No more needles
Show me my demons
With this beaming this'll be it
Lit up spliffs and random shit
In bathrooms ran up this
Past grooms marrying a random bitch
I need a hit, cause my skin itch a little bit
Needle bit is the reason I get zits
Treason with mitts so I don't leave shit
I gotta get out, sprint through trees, this is it
I swear to god, bitch
I swear out god, man
I swear on god, damn

NEEDLES (prod. fika)

Imagine being me for a second now
Deranged freeing gangsters, wow
Making freedom for them, how?
Waking glee dumb people now
Creeping out, alarm beeping
They sleeping through it
Seem like we beamed it out
He disagreed with lead, pow
We see we history, make a crowd
They seen the best of me, shot it loud
Crystal gleams, simple things, no resting
I'm pestering them out, testing girls now
Nothing they lacking, but I'm packing
Voice cracking, make the news quick
But their story was bullshit
The whole idea was their thing
The holes in ideal they're marrying
The roles of appeals they're parrying
But they wary of him, I'm carrying
I'm fair with 'em, they sharing 'em
If they kill me then, it's them they dealing with
They stopped, just let me feel up them quick
Reeling my bills in, paying and laying
Their escape was just imagination
Crazy, like I warned them of this

Imagination it's what we wade in
It's what we awaken
When making these things
Brain weakening with each step we take
No direction, it all seems fake
Even the glistening lake
Clearly there but dives could take
The creating of a waking
So bad your imagination
Would be waiting for, for it's fading

Rating the days of awakening
By headaches and locations
Drugged up I got fading memories
My mind faking memories
Of families, I used to see
In my sleep, the demons creeped
I woke late, to meet my fate
Of freed gangsters, hold up wait
No need to be irate
Pleading was too late
Sleeping till days end
And decades lend me decay
Of my face in tanning rays
Summer ways, I'll never see today
Or ever again
They ended the pain
Of seeing rain on my place
Oh it's crazy ay
How they took me that day
It's stuck on replay, no delay
I'll never get why they betrayed
How could they imagine it
How could I have imagined it
No prediction, would have see it
Please ask why they wanted me gone?
The answer can't be long
I thought I helped 'em, not did them wrong

IMAGINE (prod. LiLanonthebeat & zero*)

Welcome to the mixtape of deemed:mean
Sometimes I imagine I'm a deity
With endless needles of evil
But it's just drugs and such
Out of luck, it's an emergency
No more dopamine, no ecstasy
So leave me be
But at least remember me
Before you close my casket
Before you eat the whole basket
My death party, just crash it
I don't care, I'll be full of acid
My coffin, at least tag it

AN INTRO (prod. Fox)

LYRICS:
Doing nothing
Sitting at home, alone
Flixing and chilling
Chicks dig what I'm selling
Sell 'em talents to see their melons
You tell 'em
I yelling, at them to stop
Since we gotta lotta loot
Too much to go through
Sold, phew
Told you two
Wasn't too soon

Ghetto, bitches in stilettos
Hey fellows, calm it
Sell outs are calling
Need some lawyer prick
To defend foyer pics
So, more or less?
Guess the moral is
Nada, nothing
Prada, fucking
Yada yada, thas something
Fast mumbling
Now jumping, tumbling
Crumbling it underneath
The palm of my hand
Poof like sea on sand
See the land
Seize the anchor
Thank ya
Now flank 'em
Tanking 'em
Taking 'em
Flaky bum on sidewalk
Trachea crush, I walk
Real talk, plea deal
Flea's meal
Shanked and shivved
I've been outlived
But you all will die quick

Nada, nothing
Prada, fucking
Yada yada, thas something
Caught a look
At this dumb king
Caught a body
At the function
Just for fun kid
Just fucking, around
Now I'm renowned
Can you see me?
You'll be seeing the ground
Bodies form a mound
Send yo ass to the pound
All these corpses, wow
Bend her back, now
Really coarse, learnt
Feeling out, burnt
Look up her, skirt
Confessing sins, church
Messing in Timbs, turnt
Sir, I assure there's no curfew
Oh sure, says you
Pew, pew pew pew
She said that, too too too
I'll pull up with my, crew crew crew
You'll never see the lights (lights)
Gun flash ends the night (night)

Nada, nothing
Prada, fucking
Yada yada, thas something
Fast mumbling
Now jumping, tumbling
Crumbling it underneath
The palm of my hand
Poof like sea on sand
Seize the anchor
Cause I see the land

NOTHING (prod. AJpt)

LYRICS:
If I was satirical a year ago
Would I still the fear the show
I guess it's a miracle, tears of gold
Do not share my woes, fucking go
In the boat, rowing in slow-Mo
It's a nightmare, with bold flows
cold toes, it's night here
no lights here, white knight killa
fight right for my life, tight tight
might try and capture a fly
rapture on earth me oh my
apply yourself son, stop it with the guns
arcade feelings, I won, she's stumped
got my money, got my cash
this time I wasn't last, I will last
dynamite is fine alright make the blast
create the fire and the flames
not the crying and the pains
everybody look around, what do you see
you don't see me, got you sick
coughing up blood, mopping up your love
topping off the wash, soapy suds
bb was a dud, punch straight to the gut
lunch strayed out my gut, fuck

do your feet hurt with those nails
does your life suck with those wails
does your street break under pressure
or do your treads get tired too soon with caressing
fuck you and your dumb lessons

humpty dumpty sat on a wall
his mommy flumped him he had a fall
bile piled gall has gone, he is done
fought the mayor, he's had enough
got his funds, bought the AR
shot the mayor later, shot a cop or two
popped a bomb, smoked some pot
next time don't piss him off
just don't piss him off
lisping he lipping to the top
he got the list and ammunition
got the kiss and his ignition
lit the gas he got to sniffing
popped the pills he got to skitzing
bitches of his were just leeching
he started preaching, teaching
feeding then beating, seating
heated and breaching
needing to calm down
needed to come down
before his fire inspired another

Humpty Dumpty

Going overdrive
Going overtime
Yo now I'm on my grind
Going over my mind
Over dives, over lives
I always over apply
I'm always not fine
Always trying outta spite
Bouta light a spliff
Bouta fly a lift
Gonna gonna go down
Gonna gonna get around
Finna getta lick on a bitch
Starting fires, 24/7 I inspire
Parting wires, explosion
I'm like Moses toting stones and woes
With the crows, I murder at shows
Fuck the lows, get your chosen one
Your chosen one is throwing ones
All around the club, all around the club
Around the roses and the guns
Noses hue change on the WiFi
Time the ties of ties of kinky bitches
Shifty bitches, shitty bitches
Passive Liches, passing hit her ass
Thrashing I am massive
I got the last task. I am the subpar
Subzero I am cold, get my hot bars
Love, cheer, oh oh
Oh no dog, is submissive
Are you shitting? You just bitching
Fucker missing all his words
I ain't worse, cause you the worst
Bratwurst with hot whores, caught a tour
She on the floor, her leg up, but I'm last
Like Omega, so fed up, fuck the feds yuh
I am last, yessir I am Omega
I'm so fed up with no chedda

Finding all this prozac
Find out where the hoes at
Climbing where the pros at!
Climbing like we own it
Grinding with my bros yeah
Trying on some clothes yeah
Signing who I love yeah
Minding all the love yeah
Rhyming off the tongue
You miming you a dud
I'm signing, you no stud
Bald cap shining, y'all get lapped
Just get trapped behind bars
Behind my snarl, behind my bros
Behind my behind, behind my cars
Behind what I sow, behind what I saw
Behind the Berlin Wall, behind my time
Behind the clock, behind the wine
Behind the locks, behind the cells
Behind my hell, behind the losses
Behind the sauces, behind the crosses
Behind the brothers, behind the mothers
Behind what I smother
You are in the back, lacking
Prolly fapping, fake rapping
Tate tracking, awake and taking
The maker of a shake and the lakes
That birthed you, surely you ain't serious
Surely this isn't you, cause you ain't shit
You is not this, you ain't a single little thing
Oh my god, I am Omega, I am your god
Your whole lot is what I want
That's what I thought you fucking thot
Holy shit!

omega (prod. chilliad)

I met a lady in the meads,
Full beautiful—a faery’s child,
Her hair was long, her foot was light,
And her eyes were wild.
I made a garland for her head,
And bracelets too, and fragrant zone;
She looked at me as she did love,
And made sweet moan

Burning tar, burning the yard
Burning it far, burning the car
I got black smoke in the air
Backwoods cigars burn up
They turn up missing
Just dissing then kissing ass
Listing passes on the basses
What the fuck with the masses
Swear to god need some glasses
To see how far this bullshit goes
See how far the toke smoke can blow
Show off the toe socks, she blow hard
I lick her back, the liquor go back
Alcoholic sniffing gas
Weed addicted smoking grass
Getting headaches, migraines
My fame is something, really it nothing
But we'll make it, we'll get famous
Amos chocolate chips, holy shit
We be baking, creating, floor shaking
Tour making, sure we take it
Fuck the basics, we fire off the works
We light the fireworks
We tight we hard as long as fire works
She wet I meant not dry 'til pigs fly
Me oh my
Tied tubes means free cream pies
Little Debbie fucking meant it
I got the mentos and the coke
Sniffing it until I awoke
We broke, even not Steven he fine now
We found out, I shout out
We pound out, she shouts out
I'm crowned now, so fuck that
And fuck this, fuck you bitch
Tuck the gun in my pouch
I got the fucking pounce
Joey jumping, two pound town
I found the bound I top the mound
I shop around the fucking world
So fuck this fucking Earth
So suck it for what it's worth
So pucker like a purse
Okay sure, yeah

Two Pound Town (prod. heyyyastro)

lyrics:
Man I'm only special cause I got the wet hoes
My dogs gone so no wet nose, man I'm pissed off
Listing off reasons for treason, so I can be me
So I can float freely on a boat on the horizon
It's just lies son, that we see, no blaming
For our situation, as our actions got consequences that means we weren't meant for it and that is pretty bullshit
Called it, that's lit, what is with her clit
Looks broke in said my homie, guess she already copped a body cause that ain't what I had seen before, I'm broken
Had been there for the whores, pear bodied I saw my shawty, she clearly calmed me
But she isn't my thinking so I'm gone
Fuck her she could get lost, so full of lust
Anyway call me bananas cause I peeling off

Man it's not meant to be
We weren't matching mentally

I guess she not meant for me
Meant for me
(x2)

not meant to be (prod. R4reSh1t & zero*)

What's Happening Freestyle (prod. LethalNeedle)

What's Happening v2 (Prod LethalNeedle)

I’m bilingual with the hoes
Had 2 Chainz, now I got triple bling; gold
Bitches lame, legs thick with shingles
Big hits is singles, making me yell BINGOs
Big tits is fling girls, with they ass I mingled
My airplane flies, I make the fin go
Bodies fall like plinko, I land with my guys
I make you flinch too, you go and blink, oh
I got wolfs, you have fucking dingos
Going cynical, I’m insane as in clinical
I’ve been in gold since my sins got old
Fentynal and plenty cars all in my synagogue
Been in clogs, I’m balling with wooden Jordans’
Smorgasbord of hoarded cords
Sure, I made your Ford ford the water
Boiling hoards of cat callers, this water hotter so with heat I don’t bother
Cauterize clotted Sodder that are goners
Man I fought off the Donners and Dahmer
Your girl, I bought her, she my damp fodder
Suffer no longer, brain clotter, body rotter
Shawty a crawler, getting lazy, I fucked your daughter
Stop talking, chuck your brother in a pile, ain’t raised me
Chalk around her body on the mile, escape I file, ain’t phase me
Smoke hazy, you can taste me, okay
You cannot amaze me, dang
Go collaborate with Dre
Go collaborate with Jay-Z
Go collaborate with Drake
Go collaborate with Ye, fuck I mean?
Collab with anyone you effin’ see
I’ll beat up anybody I am dissing
Man your marks are missing, you are missing
Imprisoned in prisms made of crimson… they miss ya
You see fucking nothing, so what you see?

Honestly I don't think I could ever stop who I am right now cause I feel like a god sometimes but nothing matters when you don't do good in life but feel fine and feel so right and honestly I don't think I will make it out of my head please someone save me from this body I'm in, I don't feel like anyone I feel like I belong to the void, I am all hers I belong to her she will protect me from my future from the past from all that lasts from everybody even if they love me I just want to be held sometimes and I think the answer is everything but nothing at same time and it confuses me please as I said somebody just please god help me otherwise I feel the void will consume me and I will hug her back

WHAT YOU SEE?

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐄𝐄? (prod. 𝘽𝙍𝙄𝙔𝙊)

I'm bout to kill
I'm bout to kill, again
I'm bout to kill
I'm bout to kill, again

Motherfuckers really wanna know something of me
So I smother fuckers who judge my brothers 
They ain't gone through the troubles
Oh... I ain't gonna forget though
What happened in the rental
They sold him something laced
It was fentanyl... so now he's dead y'all
What the fuck, I think it's time to kill y'all
Kill time, so I rhyme my mind 'til the time runs out and I shout at it to rewind
Man, fuck time
Man, they can jump from the top, got bumped or hopped, either way the results are clear there was a struggle, a tussle, some claws, a glock, either way the results are clear... it was kill time
Their time to be killed

Lead them astray, so rot ate them away
They fought hard that day, but I won anyway
I always win in this case, even if they spill a case
Fill the ash tray, kill 'em it's may-day
I gone crazy, fuck his bay; four ways
Marked by calamity, blood on the jays
Flood my car, hurricane parody
Feel like Dean Cain, daring me to share a beat
Snare the feet, then beat-
Sheesh, we free from fever
See her, I leave her, she a teether
Like a beaver, not a gum-full geezer
Anti-reaper, not a beefer, vegan
Jeepers! She love when I go deeper
Tom-peeper, he just a weeper
Small weiner, intervener is a white knight
Smite the night with light, just might
High heights, rope tight, so right
I go on sight, on the site I cite many bites
Fight for my right to fight...
Falling from great heights
In this dark night, no dark knight

Kill Time / ASTRAY

ƤαlađĬŋ (feat. BART2RAW)

Bitch, I’m immortal
I ain’t fucking normal, no suit, informal
A motherfucking paradox
Threesomes on a breeze, son
Pair a docs tryna fix me, they can’t beat me, son
Feed me honey on the docks I wanna watch the sunset
The feds descent from their copters
They rocking ‘em, yeah, yeah
A motherfucking paradox, paradox
Pair of foxes: lesbian redheads, I wanna fuck
Testing him with dead ends, I wanna buck, bail out
Sail out and watch the feds descend from their copters
Paradoxes, paradoxes, yeah
Yeah, a fucking clean pair of boxers
All in this shit with pocket aces
Pocket faces in suitcases from planes with no pilots
Planes I travel with no dials, I’m crying in a box
I’m crying in the rocks, I’m crying in a, in a
In a fucking pair of socks
In a fucking paradox
In a fucking paralegal teams’ office
My pair of lawyers was offed that morning
After being offered a different morning
To make me someone less important
But I respect their respect
But they respected me respecting their respect
So now their dead… yeah, yeah
In a paradox, yeah, in a- in a- in a-
In a… a paradox, maybe a sherry box

Aaah… guess what?
Bitch, I’m immortal
I ain’t fucking normal, no suit, informal
A motherfucking paradox
Threesomes on a breeze, son
Pair a docs tryna fix me, they can’t beat me, son
Feed me honey on the docks I wanna watch the sunset
Watch the guns get set down as my bodyguards descend around me
Fuck the fucker sitting next to me, fucking misdirecting me
Snitching like a fucker in a different direction than me
Blowing his smoke away from the wind, not towards it like me
Avoiding his consequences, well this dog got his day, ay
All these feds ain’t meant for me… They bouta kill him
He ain’t even fucking know it, like he’s in a paradox
Bouta be in a sherry box, maybe a pair boxes with his lawyers
Anyways, fuck the fucker sitting next to me, he’s getting popped by some so-called opps
Directly next to me… fucking misdirecting me

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