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osquinn (p4rkr) - stuk up in my ways

osquinn / p4rkr - Gec 2 U Cover

osquinn / p4rkr - Mbn Lyrics:

[Verse]
It must be nice to have so much attention
Without my music, bet I wouldn't get a mention
Not a peep or a sound, not a pen drop around
Like I'm livin' in a silent dimension
It must be nice to have some friends in person
Goin' over to someone's house would be worth it
Do what's best for my life, and I'll do best for yours
But not everyone agrees with my certains
It must be nice to have parents that love you
When you come home from school, they always hug you
Yes, there's sticks and there's stones and they're breaking my bones
But every now and then, I need a hug too
It must be nice to have such a good friend group
Drama happens, but you have them to notice you
You can laugh, you can cry, you can ask, you can pry
But unfortunately, I don't get those to do
It must be nice to link with your online friends
I know with them, that the fun could never end
Yes there's hate, yes there's arguments
But you'll get over it
Well, not always, it depends
It must be nice to have something to live for
If I had that, then I'd probably live more
I don't care if it's small, if it's right, if it's wrong
I just want something to live and strive for
It must be nice to have someone who loves you
Who would kiss, who would fuck, who would hug you
Who would jump, who would laugh, all the human contact
All the texts saying "Good night, I love you"
It must be nice to have such a good fanbase
Releasing music at consistent, but slow rates
You don't even do much, you just rub, you just touch
But you're treated like a God in your own state
It must be nice to have stable connections
Something that won't effect your affections
Talking life, talking school, talking music and cool shit
But sometimes it comes with deceptions
It must be nice to not be used so often
I'm just dug up, and used like a coffin
When they're done, then they fade
Is it karma? It may be
But it makes it worse when I stop them
It must be nice to have friends who make music
Friends who take pride for it, don't abuse it
Everyone, they just sing just to hear themselves sing
But for me, this shit is therapeutic
It must be nice to not be left out all the time
Trapped in transparent boxes just like a mime
You can talk, you can yell, but they def will not tell
If you're speaking to them in their own minds

osquinn / p4rkr - Mbn

cat mother fka osquinn / p4rkr - 1234 Ft Ericdoa & Midwxst (prod. Outby16 Illa Cortdot)

[Intro: osquinn]
Oh
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four

[Chorus: osquinn]
Oh, I smoke this pack, it's so exotic (So exotic)
Like what's that smell? Somebody farted (Somebody farted)
I got the chopper in the closet (Closet)
I got some cash up in my wallet (Wallet)
And if we got a problem, we can solve it
'Cause you know Quinn not with the talkin' (One, two, three, four)
I'm off the shits, can't hear you callin' (One, two, three, four)
I'm smokin' dope until I fall in (One, two, three, four)

[Interlude: osquinn]
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four



[Verse 1: ericdoa]
Woah
Yeah, we turn your bro into еxotic
Come get your mans, I don't want y'all in my pocket
I'm off thе drank, uh, baby know I'm noddin'
Ayy, who at the door? The feds knockin'
Hop inside the whip, I'm doin' ninety, I got three stars
Take your life, ain't no comin' back, not no restart
Open up the door, I need more, body on the floor
And you leave me with a deep voice like I'm fuckin' CORPSE
I'm gone in one, two, three, four
Dipped out the party askin' "Eric what you leave for?"
Posted with Quinn, that's a person I would bleed for
Don't give a shit, that boy talk over a keyboard

[Verse 2: midwxst]
One, two, three, shots into your fuckin' head
Hard to believe all the lies that you fuckin' said
Shotgun gonna blast in your fuckin' chest
I gotta clean the crime scene, it's such a mess (NOVAGANG)
I got blood, it's on my loafers, I spilled blood up on my shoes
I don't think about the shit that I say or the shit I do
I just think that that shit's cool and then I end up followin' through
Only know one single thing, the fact that I don't fuck with you
I got my hand on the trigger
Mama never raised a quitter
I got in a fucking fight because he called me ******
And I'm wanted like it's GTA (One, two, three, four)
Got an M4, let it spray (One, two, three, four)
Don't care what you think or say
Plotting on your final days
I got death inside my mind every single second
I shoot them shots, we gonna shoot them right into your section
I don't give fucks about your feelings, 'bout your dumb affection
Hallucinating all the time, I feel like I'm Eleven


[Chorus: osquinn]
Oh, I smoke this pack, it's so exotic (So exotic)
Like what's that smell? Somebody farted (Somebody farted)
I got the chopper in the closet (Closet)
I got some cash up in my wallet (Wallet)
And if we got a problem, we can solve it
'Cause you know Quinn not with the talkin' (One, two, three, four)
I'm off the shits, can't hear you callin' (One, two, three, four)
I'm smokin' dope until I fall in (One, two, three, four)

[Outro: osquinn]
One (Yeah), two (Yeah), three (Yeah), four (Yeah)
One (Yeah), two (Yeah), three (Yeah), four (Yeah)
One (Yeah), two (Yeah), three (Yeah), four (Yeah)
One (Yeah), two (Yeah), three (Yeah), four (Yeah)
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four

osquinn / p4rkr - 1234 Ft Ericdoa & Midwxst (prod. Outby16 Illa Cortdot)

moral of the story: the world hates you and that's just how it is

idlu&idkh2tu

this isnt working out anymore

#goonnshit + osquinn (p. Aura)

Deleted Track From https://soundcloud.com/p4rkr

changed name bc i finally went back on my profile and read comments
https://soundcloud.com/6ok

osquinn (p4rkr) - A Love Letter To High School

osquinn - quinn's room

shoutout da gang shoutout fuckin obama

i dont feel a thing
no i feel nuthin
im at yo bitch house, in da hills, smokin
even off the drugs i be still glowin
and even off the wok, i be still smokin

(#zombiemodeactivated)

and my pockets swolen
if he talkin shit, leave his face swollen
ineed a purple slip just to fake that im sick
they dont understand what im on they say that i swi-

ha ha hahaha
you fucking up......
i got a whole plethora of shit that i am servin up
im in da elevator. bitch im coming up!!!
no i will not save her. (fuck you)
just to sum it up...

why do you tell me
why do you tell me things?
cant u tell the-
tell the way that i bleed?
no one can help me
all this pain's piling
so i sit here alone at the park on a swing.

i cant take this
i cant say it
i'll delay it
i'll relay it
need to tell u
need some help too
but im scared to...
it might kill u

this is so childish
wish i could say more
its a lota violence (ouch)
on my bathroom floor
i know youll get violent
you see me as a chore
i know you wont like it
im worried bout prices

ha ha hahaha
you fucking up......
i got a whole plethora of shit that i am servin up
im in da elevator. bitch im coming up!!!
no i will not save her. (fuck you)
just to sum it up...

why do you tell me
why do you tell me things?
cant u tell the-
tell the way that i bleed?
no one can help me
all this pain's piling
so i sit here alone at the park on a swing.

we're not cooling (we r not friends)
i hate you truly
you fuckin use me
it makes me cooky(woashafj)
i finally fukin left
did it for me
now u calling
how the fuck u calling???

who the fuck u think u are???
you know what you did bitch
so many racks inside my jeans im walkin wit a limp bitch(DISABLED)
i just copped a whole new chain she saw me and she kissed it(mwah)
i just made some power plays i know that you are pissed biiiiiitch

ha ha hahaha
you fucking up......
i got a whole plethora of shit that i am servin up
im in da elevator. bitch im coming up!!!
no i will not save her. (fuck you)
just to sum it up...

why do you tell me
why do you tell me things?
cant u tell the-
tell the way that i bleed?
no one can help me
all this pain's piling
so i sit here alone at the park on a swing.

i dont feel a thing
no i feel nuthin
im at yo bitch house, in da hills, smokin
even off the drugs i be still glowin
and even off the wok, i be still smokin

and my pockets swolen
if he talkin shit, leave his face swollen
ineed a purple slip just to fake that im sick
they dont understand what im on they say that i switched

#zombiemode (prod. coni)

mayday parade - black cat *cover* (guitar by dev john)

songs quinn sang posted on twitter nov 1 2020

osquinn - quinn's room

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