My Sister and I killing a track made by ODi Productions. 

Siblings

Reflecting back, 
When those nerves racked, 
The heart attacks
The head aches
All harmlessly handled by the hard-hitting Hennessey go cognac.

You wouldn't think 
I wouldn't think 
I fall a victim 
With history of 
Ravenous, outrageously, avid fire water sippers 
sitting and teaching me fam. traditions with lips on rims of a cold one
Fetched from the fucking fridge
They belch, begin to binge
You outta watch the way they sway 
Or you on the fringe
Of getting punted by a drunkard
Of getting punched by an uncle 
And I'm seeing this, 
And we were all kids, 
And we witness this, so

You think I be thinking different
With eyes wide lids to the fucking sky
Stray far from where they stride, 
They stumbling, fumbling tripping on fucking laces 
Peeping them dirty ditches 
Feeling stitches on fucking faces 
Clearing boxes, couple of six cases
They be waiting their time to go missing
Misses missing the mister while he's black out drunk fucking them good for nothing... 
And I feel the patterns,
Saturated in sadness,
I gravitate to flasks, mickeys, go shot glasses
What the fuck do you make of this fucking way when half your family are fucking addicts?
Me? I fucking panic. 
I mean gee, I wouldn't plan it
But probability high
Genes, or nurtured habitat, 
It's looking like it's fucking bound to happen

what the fuck you do make of this fucking way when the laughter stops at the day and all you do is smoke and drink the pain away?

I'm no longer looking to be entertained 
Lob that- lob that long neck 
Make me forget the hassles 
Make me the king, 
ruler of countless colossus castles,
Make the days passive 
Make em without passion, a fucking im-pact, abandon me in distractions 
Leave me actionless 
A whack hack,
In snapbacks,
anoraks,
baggy tracks,
in a crack flat stuck at the end of a fucking cul de sac
Through the gate way drugs,
A maniac; a fanatic with a bag, a fanny pack thats packed with bad habits quick to grab, 
A Xanax off the rack, 
Back to the fucking pad to forget the fucking pain he had.

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shout out to Ashley she helped with volumes and song testing

Alcohaul

I fucking hate you, 
With all the blood in my body,
With every fiber and tissue, even the cells themselves got fucking issues.
Do or Did I miss you? 
Shit, I sort of spit a fib 
Better waste tissue then throw a fucking fit 

And I'm sick of hiding, double facing my way through sightings
When I hear you speak.. 
Squeaking and tweaking the stapes in my inner ear and.. 
Yaking on, completely.. 
Unaware not a single ****** finds you endearing..  
I wanna spare you, 
deliver the mercy.. 
But flip the coin
I adjoin I wanna see you in the dirt, I want you hurt
I want you passing,  
Riding up in a hearse and.. 
Visit the fucking grave, bitch, just so I can fucking curse it..
I'm not much into dancing 
But I'd a two-step on that fucking soil that you rest in.. 

Normally, I'm not big on the rodents..
See, I adjusted without fussin to deal with the pestin' 
Afterall, with you the school is basically infested
With this basic, annoying fucking complexion 
Seeking validation on every corner you pressing

Whisper the secrets I don't want, 
Same with memories, you can have 'em back, they just haunt, and they're stray ain't got a solid spot
They just grey, because we black and we white, 
We don't mix, 
I'm just sick
You're just a basic bitch 
'Dont want assemblies, 
Of things don't that matter to me. 
Think of it is, 
Garbage day,
Wiping the slate, 
Throwing that fucking trash away..

I'm on a roll of  being honest, 
Fucking being modest, 
I'll recall what you taught me so very well

What to look out for, 
What to veer off course for, 
What to avoid at all costs Oh lord. 
What to fucking gaze at, 
Then take some  steps back, 


It getting heated, it's quite a hot winter night. 
I can feel the steaming 
And I can see destructive plights,
But I got some insight, while you sitting scheming.  
You got what you begged of 
You always wanted a song, right? 
I've been drinking
I ain't feeling right, 
And I add to this song 
And it's wrong 
And I know.. 
To be spewing this venom this fucking toxin
Using words like a weapon against a women who seldom make me feel unwelcome. 
I play a menace, 
Forgiveness I don't beg for, 
I don't seek it from your mouth from your tongue from your teeth.. 
Please just play this song
Put it on repeat 
Then repent, 
Like I didn't with this pen

 Then leave like I left - you ain't needed.

Wiidaaseh

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