Hyperpoop

twikipedia - rutracker (first version)

twikipedia - okay, okay

twikipedia - who else you know

twikipedia - dummy

twikipedia - bowser

prod me

Recorded on my Laptop Microphone for fun.

I move this Saturday, and  "chronic" will continue as soon as I finish acoustic proofing my new room which won't take too long. i'm hoping to finish it as soon as possible. drop date is still 2022.

lyrics:

i don't really give a fuck, what they talking bout
said i don't like paper, prove him wrong right now
bitch i'm counting rolling paper, imma smoke right now
and he not talking money what he talking bout
she said she want me so i kicked her out
back then i had less than hundred on my bank account
you be talking shit but im here what we doing now
and if it's up to me i'll try a hundred ways to make it out

you be talking shit you going through it
im a band man, i phase through the groupies
that hoe tried to fuck on me she thought that i was stupid
i just took his shit now he look stupid

i haven't dropped now they're clueless
i know if they don't copy me then they can't do it
these rappers talking bout their mans gonna shoot it
bitch i shot off his brain now he stupid (x2)

every time i win i catch them losing
yo bitch dont want you she was choosing, but that's just how it go
i was in the field you were snoozing
now they don't fuck with your music, don't count on me lil bro
i was getting bands by my lone
you fucked it up yourself it's like you tried to go broke, i know
if they catch me i'll get life for this phone
methods that i shouldn't have known, i don't know

stupid

problem - twikipedia

Ina woods p/88sigils

ненормальный:)

010 (diva)

pack 📦

r and b

new music in september
deleting this once my new song releases
lyrics: 

its ok told you i would never change
scary toughts up in my brain
changing colors like my veins
dont talk to him hes insane

moving towns i change my name
different colors like the rain
they just keep on talking but they wont get out my way
ah aaah sending bullets ran awaaaay
cause u just showed up late
and i got used to waiting
sometimes it feels like everytime you talk it's complaining

its ok told you i would never change
scary toughts up in my brain
changing colors like my veins
dont talk to him hes insane

looking back at my mistakes
theres so many that i made
and i would love to try to fix them
but i know that its too late

i be worrying bout my problems i cant even run away
i know it's different on the calendar but it just feel the same
every since you switched on me this shit aint been the same
i dont give a fuck im used to feeling pain
imma count it up im worried bout the bank
they gon put me down i wonder what they gain
and i notice they wont ever treat me same
do not come and talk 2 me when im in the first place (first place)

and i could care less bout where you are (first place)
they know that im reaching for the stars (first place)
they know twikipedia going far
heard that twikipedia going hard

i'm getting money im still getting problems he talking that shit so we pulled up and robbed him
remember they doubted i got the money the floor you know that is the shit that im counting up
i make it flood on my wrist feel like a water boy look at the bread on the floor that im counting boy
i am the one in the street that they all avoid posing as rich but u still fucking rocking droids (android)

waiting ⏰

i main game and watch on smash bros

i produced this song

lyrics:

aro, why u shooting at his vitals
talking shit, had to clear my fucking title
if i smack a bitch imma make sure that it's viral
watch it burn, watch it burn like i'm pyro

beware of your surroundings like it's wii
30 in my pocket thought it was a psp
DS, PSP, still gon make him bleed
they want the recipe but they can't get the keys

bitch im always busy bitch im busy like a parent
you're like 30 and you still cant fucking pay rent
bitch im young as fuck but im running to the payment
leave him on the floor now he's running to the basement

i can't talk i can't talk like im off the wok
put the dirty in my system think my liver finna stop
i can't fucking walk, yeah they pocket watch
but my pockets full, and they pockets hot (hot pocket)

im in the garage zero mileage
we gon get him d0 d0 d0xxed, im behind it
i get i need to run it back in slow-mo
bitch im sticked up like a fucking pogo
running  from the popo, dashing from the 5-0
i think that you're slow bro, left me for a damn hoe

i wouldn't opp again even if it's your fault
i wouldn't see your face not even in the halls

in the hall, did some shit that i can't name at all
if you think i fucked up it's not my fault
and i'm sorry to inform you but ur mfing wrong
i dont, i don't really care at all all all

aro, why u shooting at his vitals
talking shit, had to clear my fucking title
if i smack a bitch imma make sure that it's viral
watch it burn, watch it burn like i'm pyro (x2)

aro 💉

scrapped song that samples the DS game trauma center

He get one two three four pounds to the face!

twikipedia - who else you know

daryl

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