Sometimes I feel a little bit lonely
But sometimes 
Sometimes I just flirt with my gun and oddle it
See my rifle is my wiafu I call her my riafu
and she's cute as shit
right now I'm oddly mellow
But don't fuck with me
I'm outta my noodle kid
Luckily this body pillow loves cuddling a lunatic
Or I might do some shit
You know quit now
skip town on my 9-5
whip out my 9 or 5
drive around and
start removing wigs
if you look at me I think
I'm allowed some mass shooter shit
But relax it's all cap
I just like the hard stuff
These cats jealous of the way I spit
guns bars bruh
These cats wouldn't have two bars if
They was spelling the name
Barbara
Matter fact at the end of the day
I'm a
god of the genre
cause I'm not of THE
modest calm type
if you artist want smoke with bars then its on sight
I'm just a sick syllable fein
can bust six syllable schemes
I mean
Stuck was just six 16s about my literal peene
So what do you want from me?
More pervert bars
Well as for the Ladies?
In highschool I was praying to bed one
I wanted my Johnson wet
dumb I almost flunked sex-ed
I was playing ketchup
I didn't know what a condom meant
tube socks so hard no bend less cotton more hard cement
my socks might prop up a wide box chevette
and I'm not talking dry weight I'm talking wet
yeah I'm talking wet
those times were soucy yes
I mean with all the time I spent
I probably owe that
shower rent
but from the first day my mind conjured sex
nothing of high value has been on offer since
and I outta mention
my trousers end
in high waters
when I pop a tent that
towers men
every now and then
my dumb ass just wants to cause offense and proudly pen a rap with an obnoxious end cause
 
Chorus
 
The shit you smoke
It's reggie
The shit I smoke
It'll rip you out of your pants
weggie
But when I'm lit
don't test this fuse
I get tenses wanting hint at my incessant tendency
to malign, hit and leave lids stretched in two
you think I'm some suburban Stan?
Don't mess with Slues twenty two inch crescent wrench turn your head into a crescent moon
I'm just working man
my Lowes checks in two weeks
but fuck working man
my flows flexing I'm unique
fuck hurting I plan no question to use these
140 Van Gogh texts loose leafs
and my thoughts on change the situation
I spit like a distraught waitress
so all this talk about me not being hip-hop save it
because I'm not one of these cocky caucasions
talking about hip hop and how he gonna save it
it's not my job
I ain't your typical ofay kid
I'm a little McVeigh-ish
If you think I'm joking hold up with props you give me in songs
Cause I might do a show in Oklahoma City and bomb
Because I'm no superstar
Yeah I'm no superstar I'll never pack a super bowl I'll never be that famous
But I used to cop K2 from the gas station and pack stupid bowls
and I'd take a humongous rip
I used to get wavy with that spice like Columbus ship
Maybe it's why I'm dumb as shit

Bing Chilling!

Cutting up

Wait . . . | Prod. Luonnatrack

TwoFace - Augen Rot

prod. JustDan

lyrics:

drink my cup
filled double up
one whiff of bullshit
hit the truck
one piff of blunt
one spliff you rolled
cause its the rule
rip it from my heart
if the cops gotta deduct
shit out of my luck
ticking time bomb
babylon gardens a plant
grab the guns
FBI columbine hunt

stay veritas duh
steven paddock with the pump
waste mine
replace bud
chase final cake, done
need the counter-weighter dumb
and she now and later suck
got the power
take dubs
yeah
im the out-of-state plug

winter comes
but i aint jon snow
no
evil companies
take profit
like jeff bezos
new economy
take what works
and up the dose
found my wife in peace
five years later get split roast

nightmare timeline
quite rare you'll find
ten years i grind
never lent ears before i died
plenty tears shed for my crime
never cleared for exit sign
doesnt fear my gender, die
doesnt feel jealous, get pied

money trouble
they come up in bubbles
huh
your own investors are wondering what
she wanna sip feds
im covering it up
thinking she sick
suck my Ransyd dick blood
giving me head til i sleep
then i wake
slick as she sneak out the bed
til we break up
so slippery, these hoes
its their makeup
ode to what you and me could have been
coda

no way to go
in my place, no
but life goes on
wishing that what happened could be gone from memories
pump all her friends with ease
lighting up the trees
til i can see in the dark

RANSYD - INTHEDARK [prod. JustDan]

A Smal Hip Hop RnB Indi Madly

Listen to Your Heart

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