MOTA

Produced by @hoolproduction

Never have to tell a lie
Except to the P.O
Couple times I could’ve died
Ask God what’s the deal
Shunny screwed up
Call him Lil Tornillo
Smoking out the Chevy
Oh, too smelly
It ain’t B-O

Shunny down south
Chop you up into fideo
Cruising around with my girl
H-town, shoutout Kayoo
Wondering where I’ve been
IPA, HBO
Every day now on loop
Sip OJ with the Tito’s
Lost my thoughts
Forget what I said
I-I— felt so gone
Was like, “Is this my end?”
Shunny don’t live with regret
Shunny make life his own pet
Shunny just do whatever he so chooses 
You can’t be mad at that
Yo, here’s a couple points of some good ol’ DMT
Now time travel through the void of GooneBoone’s sanity
Tell myself that I’m okay (you’re okay, you’re okay)
Hide the pain so far away (get away, get away)

Saca la, toca la, saca la, toca la mota
Saca la, toca la, saca la, toca la mota
Saca la, toca la, saca la, toca la mota
Saca la, toca la, saca la, toca la mota
With every breath that’s taken, just add in a lil mota
Stupid motherfucka want a hit, but it ain’t for ya
Saca la, toca la, saca la, toca la mota
Saca la, toca la, saca la, toca la mota

Never have to tell a lie
Except to the P.O
Couple times I could’ve died
Ask God what’s the deal
Shunny screwed up
Call him Lil Tornillo
Smoking out the Chevy
Oh, too smelly
It ain’t B-O

MOTA prod. hool

Sword In My Teeth

Severing Veins

ANGELS OF DEATH

Chorus 

Waste waste waste waste waste
We’re just wasting away 
We’re just wasting away 

Sex drugs lust pain 
Your neck 
I just want a taste 
I just want a taste 

Verse 1 

You know what you do to me 
You make my head loose I can’t 
Deal with these problems 
Im trying my best to solve them I can’t 
What do you want from me 

I feel so fucking alone 
They telling me to go home
Well I don’t want to no more 

Blade on my skin I’m okay
Don’t tell me that you need me 
Don’t tell me that you love me
Don’t tell me that you see me 
Problems they all deceive me 
Your eyes I fucking need them 
I don’t want to be alone in my head 
I’m just gonna 

Chorus 

Waste waste waste waste waste
We’re just wasting away 
We’re just wasting away 

Sex drugs lust pain 
Your neck 
I just want a taste 
I just want a taste 

 Verse 2 

Trapped in my brain 
Its like everyday 
I wake up and 
I just want you by me 
Why can’t I escape?
I don’t feel like me 
I swear it’s like this 
I just wish it would go away 

I don’t know long
How long imma live like this 
Trapped in my head 
I try to forget 
But it comes back in the evening 
But it comes back in the evening 

Somebody please come save me 
Your the only one I need 
Somebody please come save me 
I swear to god don’t feel like me 

Chorus 

Waste waste waste waste waste
We’re just wasting away 
We’re just wasting away 

Sex drugs lust pain 
Your neck 
I just want a taste 
I just want a taste 


- [ ]

WASTE AWAY PROD LILPORTAL

(LAZY RAINE)
speaking my name 
don’t act oblivious 
stomp on dat pussy named ill minded envious
stick in that blade and i ended up twisted it 
begging for plays bitch i steady be killin it
decimate everything thought you was feelin it
thought you where iller bitch i got the realer shit 
all of you pussies be talking continuing
33mercury know he a bitch and he must of forgot that i know where he live 
step in that kitchen i burn up the crib 
and i came with intentions to cut off your limbs 
discard your body parts left in the bin 
don’t get no pussy so sad and depressed 
but you stay with the sneaking don’t speak with your chest
speak like a man and then leave it to rest 
or just keep with the dissin and see where you get

(ILLUSIONLUNA VERSE)

we coming from texas 

madhouse steady reppin

i’m whipping the lexus 

i load smith and wessons 

teach you hoes a lesson 

count that as a blessing 

conjure a spell in my room late at night 

talking shit imma ruin yo life 

fuck a machete bitch i got my scythe  

look in my eyes 

you gon meet yo demise 

about time that i rise 

bitch you know it’s on sight 

l u n a shawty

homicide i catch a body 

load the glock i got it on me 

sending shots out of my tommy 

killa killa 

killa killa

killa killa

killa killa

(DEAD WIZARD VERSE)

GET GUTTED LIKE A PUMPKIN BY THE CORPSE FACE KILLA
STAY IN THE SHADE OR THIS BLADE GONNA GET YA
SHIT YOU SAY JUST TRANSLATES NO RHYTHM
YOUR VEINS SAY THEY WANNA TASTE MY VENOM
I CAN FUCK WITH THAT 
SPLIT A FUCK BOI TONGUE IN HALF 
FLOODING DM’S WITH YOUR BUSTED TRACKS 
LETTING US KNOW ALL YALL FUCKIN WACK 
NEVER REACH THE HEIGHTS OF BLOWING UP 
ALL YOU LIL BITCHES CAN HOLD MY NUTS
WHILE I STICK MY DICK IN YOUR HOES GUTS 
MAKE YOUR BITCH TURN YOU TO A CUCK 
THEN POP YOUR SHIT THEN POP THE TRUNK 
THIRTY TWO FANGS AND THEY ALL BITE 
YOU AINT FELT PAIN YALL JUST WANNA RHYME 
NO ROOM IN THIS GAME FOR A HOE TRYNA LIE 
STAY IN THE SHADE YALL AINT EVER GONNA SHINE 
PICK OUT A DAY ILL PICK OUT A KNIFE 
YALL AINT GETTING BUCK 
MANE YALL JUST GETTING FUCKED
LIKE THE HOES YALL ARE TRYNA GET A TASTE OF MY NUTS 
HOE ASS BITCH TRY THE TASTE OF A GUN 
WONT TALK THAT SHIT WHEN YOU FACE WHATS BEGUN

KILLA KILLA W/ ILLUSIONLUNA & DEAD WIZARD [PROD. THORNBEATS]

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