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I was off the roche, watch a roach, in my bedroom
When I’m on my own, I call out to the dead moon
As soon as I wake I get straight with a blue pill 
White bars, purple hearts, gold crystals

Not simple, never had it simple 
For my sanity, I’ve been feeling sentimental 
Lock on the door, and I’m peeping through the window
Something in the mail, is it drugs or it’s sneakers?
I ain’t eating, I ain’t sleeping
Catch a flight home, think I need you
You’re a nightmare, Jack and Sally
But you’re the only one I’d ever wanna marry

VPN, can’t see me
I’ve been dark web dreaming 
For the bricks, I’m fiending 
But I’m trying to get clean

Modafinil and Adderall, I’m nauseous
Alprazolam and alcohol, so thoughtless 
Even Tramadol, I’ve lost it
Forgot what the cost was 

I was off the roche, watch a roach, in my bedroom
When I’m on my own, I call out to the dead moon
As soon as I wake I get straight with a blue pill 
White bars, purple hearts, gold crystals

Darcy Baylis - Dead Moon (prod. distance decay & Darcy Baylis)

yeah its quiet out i can hear the embers burning
yeah its quiet now i can the paper counting
yeah its dirt now i can feel the ground shaking
yeah its time now i can feel im sinking

bad blood i got blue blood
like mudd it seeps when it cuts
so tired stuck in this rut
so wired means for the just
face cut scars of ur touch
my smile broke too much
this chain covered in rust
this pain covered in lust

playing life like im living poker 
im gonna fold 
i want it over
eyes swirling swirling see the colors 
fix my hangover
with salt and vinegar

ink in my skin i want to be covered
poison in my gin 
im talking from the gutter
porter on my bag like im hiding demons
got jet lag switching every season

im tired of this shit 
ill need a reason to missed 
fill it up n then i twist
got my name on blacklists
these sirens 
the years of running 
mirrors imagine
im lined im racing

starting to feel like im the tin man
the way these lights go out 
its bad luck man
go from 20/20 
to seeing 20/40
got the tiger on me
its burning 520

face gone i wanna feel your touch 
i wanna be alone 
i cant make up my mind 
i cant make up my mind

its gone i needa break it off 
i wanna be your one
i cant wait for the night
all of it fills me with life

my lifes work i need to clock out 
idk if this’ll workout
strange idc abt the fallout
im losing looking like a dropout

hair pins coupled on soft skin
white lies or white sins
long nights and no strings
what will my life bring

digiaches - Blue Blood

Prod. Me

Lyrics:
im impatiantly waiting while facing vacancies fading think its amazing the mating of pests that are basically waiting 
you say your words then you take em back
fake as fuck whats up with that
grass full of snakes when im making raps
gotta lotta bread wanna break it bad  
ya you say youre ride or die what the fuck do you know?
im comin through with the dro and an ounce of the blow
i was never human just in need of a host
im a villian to these heros so im needed the most
you aint gotta ask when you see me with the mask
i be dashin in the aston hit a lick and then i dash
i aint ask questions give a fuck bout your direction
i dont care how much you spendin i just wanna cash my checks in
like im alright im ok i dont need you no way fuck off you dont say i go my own way
uh, and at the end of the day, what the fuck you got to say

Mark Ashe - 1 minute 1 second

produced by me

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lyrics:
bust that shit down shawty make that shit hurt
shirt smellin sour like smoke from the purp
if she gon fuck im gon make that shit squirt   
lyrics too graphic they might make you squirm
hit it from the back like a rearview
i can see you in the mirror dont fear you
i moved past you, surpassed you, off the glass too shawty what that ass do
break that shit down then i roll that shit up
geekin for hours just passin round blunts
flippin the pack movin weight im not done
dont know nuttin bout no case dont know nuttin bout no guns 
yea i got what you lack, got the code all cracked
flip the work move the pack like waffles with the racks cus all i do is stack
i aint never comin back half the shit you say is wack stay mild mix it with the black
runnin from the guap with a 40 on my wrist
got the fish in the back and a bitch on the list
blow it from the back then i blow you a kiss
i know all the facts you two faced like a bitch
two faced bitch still givin me the work
aint seen so much brain since i last saw kurt
im on my new shit them old tactics dont work
but im bringin you the gospel of a traphouse in a church

2 FACED B!TCH

(produced by me)

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lyrics: 

the smile that takes me back in time
the frown that tells me youre not fine
its mine, all mine, wouldnt trade that shit for anything phone ring just let it ring let it ring let it ring
ice in your heart so cold, no soul, dont wanna play this game its old gonna fold fuck the cards in the hand i hold should just listened, did what i was told
im so sick of the way that you treat me, this is not a game theres no need to beat me
i could cut you off if i really wanted too
dont test me cus thats what ill fuckin do
all eyes on me
get brain like a zombie
you fucked up and dropped me
now noone can stop me
all eyes on me
get brain like a zombie
you fucked up and dropped me
now noone can stop me
im not famous i dont care
all my gang gothic pull up to the lair
we gave up, we lost trust we got fucked
out of luck, you got me back but you didnt get much
out of touch, just admit it you a lame
adderall, i needed it to get fame
i take that shit cus sometimes i need a clever pill
never gave a fuck about you and i never will
you get to the top just to watch me climb a better hill
if we playing games bitch you couldnt even get a kill
pipe a dude from the back then watch his ass clap
get up off my dick unless i know that ass fat
yea they say matt hes a crazy fuckin class act
i dont even try cus my life already on fast track
i dont got money, i dont got bitches, i dont care enough to give a fuck about snitches
im not a pascifist cus ill attack your shit but only if you ask for it, call me a fascist bitch
all eyes on me
get brain like a zombie
you fucked up and dropped me
now noone can stop me
all eyes on me
get brain like a zombie
you fucked up and dropped me
now noone can stop me

All Eyes On Me

S.O.S. (prod B33)

Trust sample: 

Avatar the Last Airbender OST

League of Legends Cinematic Trailer

Days sample:

Negative XP

Trust X Days (Prod. B33)

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Mark Ashe - 1 minute 1 second

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