Bruh (withdrawals)

LAZYGOD - KWIK STOP [PROD BLEACHDIEGO X MR CHEEZL]

soundboard recording of IR's show at Taverna Brillo in Stockholm, Sweden on November 16, 2019.
provided by IR on injuryreserve.online/howdidugethere

stockholm 2019

Random Audiohijack Freestyle

love story 3 (prod. hoodwtch)

aint shit funny aint shit cute
prod maya
sample :: marble - ハミングバード

[HAS_BEEN] ☆ 炎炎炎炎 #HONEYCOMB

https://soundcloud.com/xaviersobased/stretchedout

xaviersobased n' them - stretched ((stretched))

prod @bbyazul4k and @dearlyxdeparted

paper chasing
shooter old fashioned, see an opp he finna page him
cop an XL cause my favorite brands asian
XXL dropping ass i could save em
almost got expelled from my class for missing pages
told my teacher, my bad for tryna make it
i aint on the bleachers but these aint no games im playing
i aint text her back i dodged a bullet like the matrix
on god
tall hats, couple shooters on guard
fall back look like project x in the yard
call back, but he still a x in my heart
i be driving reckless of a x in the car
triple s balenci i dont step in the yard
i dont step in no pond only red on the carpet
tripping of a x im making friends in the darkness
sitting in the park with my friends tryna spark shit yeah
make the block hot pyro on harvest
told take the top off im trying to start shit
yeah i told that boy stop lying and larping
fucked up and high while im trying to park it

[LOCALS] (￢_￢;) PROD BBYAZUL + DEP4RTED #ǝןʎʇsǝǝɹɟ

a farewell to summer and its burdens
prod me & @djmegan666 & @sunsculptor
https://hachinemu.com

tracklist
1. [WAR_PAINT] ʅ(◞‸◟ა)ʃ PROD ME & DJMEGAN23 #精神戦
2. [MAKESHIFT] ꉂ(≧▽≦) PROD ME & SUNSCULPTOR #ｳﾝｻﾞﾘ
3. [IDOL_DILEMMA] (𖦹 _ 𖦹) PROD ME #アイジレ
4. [EVEN_IF_IT_MEANS_YOU_BREAK_ME] 肺腑 PROD SUNSCULPTOR

lyrics:

treesap from the street doctor
mean mobbing
labels give me green offers
i keep sobbing
my tears fill the money counter
im clean, polished
my mother raised a mean monster
he real toxic

im off it im on one
im inside out and fucked up
duct tape
shawty aint gone want me when the suns up
bros fake
they dont really love me keep it summed up
war paint better keep it cordial i dont want trust

she dont even think about me when im singing bout her
pockets turned from Austin powers into fat bastard
choppa sing like crystal kay okay then soon after
that boy name up on display next to a newscaster

gas from the street doctor
mean mobbing
labels give me green offers
i keep sobbing
my tears fill the money counter
im clean, polished
my mother raised a mean monster
he real toxic

...

im a internet baller
she said that she want me got her number but wont call her
she came up to me no i aint ever cat call her
chain around my neck im a cat with no collar

gotta make a dollar stretch fuck honor
money power and respect ion want it
shawty biting on my neck like shinobu
i dont rlly know you but yo bitch call me father

brother, mother, make em famous
i dont fuck with fakes pop yo homie if he racist
fuck a studio i diy it my shit makeshift
press record i dont think i just make shit
i stay away from paparazzi my bitch hate em
saying she wanna stay private cuz she faking
i go undercover Takahashi dont be blatant
i got undercover shooters like a freemason

...

i never tried to be an idol yet we here
im just sick of being idle standing by when you're not near
fill the void with sex and lies
in your eyes im nothing much
you can tell that i disguise it
i try not to open up
smoking heavy in my lungs
i dont love it but im numb
crash dummy sitting passenger
im trashed if it go wrong
i pass and rip the bong
strip myself of every single thought
hoping God will strike me down because im writing bout this stuff

...

its rough i know
i been through this shit more than a couple times
smoking hopes and dreams and in-betweens and mom and papas lies
craving dopamine and smoking i been tryna cut our ties
but inside of me im broken picking petals off my life
packing product ship it off and cast the net just once again
shes been getting on my nerves with every word im taking in
pick the dirt up with my hands and sprinkle it over my sins
i know no amount of digging graves could kill off what i did

i tried to be an idol now im stuck
up at 6 i haven't slept my body stressed, dont give a fuck
miss my brother he been dead but in my head he still my 1
sometimes i wish that i never said the shit i say in songs

...

wishing things never went south
up at 3am tryna make sure she dont kill herself
i think bout sammy everyday i wish i could have helped him out
felt like a dumbass tryna save him from 1000 miles out
i know that you and i have issues
i would rather we not speak
but i remember when we chatted every hour of the week
5 years seem like its forever til you watch that shit go by
didn't get to say goodbye, i dont got any left to weep

and we can fight again, fight again but it wont fix the trauma
i know i dont got the courage to be honest with you mama
growing up we had a lot but we aint have communication
i just wish that i could say maybe its a form of karma
i dont understand why i had to grow up inside a cage
sitting pretty while the ugly shit is feeding off my brain
grandma we're not the same because the color of my skin
but my bro never played tricks or tried to make me feel hate

[SHINRISEN] 心理戦 www.hachinemu.com

im w/ @ramonaheart smoking flower
posted talkin shit 
i been up for 16 hrs damn.. its only 6 
in the morning shawty snorin im still up
unimportant i get boring off them drugs 

(yeaaaa but u chillin w ++ BITCH)
(wsup neko ^_^) 

i wanna make sumn magic that speaks for itself
i wanna go thru sumn tragic and get it w/ no help 
i wanna change my life so drastic 
think more realistic !!!! !
trippin,, my bro in tht cell he got no visits :( 
is it, is it ever really worth the effort?? 
yes sir, i can teach u my field no professor 
bad bitch texter, pack redresser 
rc tester, say its worth the effort
shit dont get better, erd sweater
listen when i speak but honestly its whatever

pack redresser; listen when i speak but honestly its whatever
rc tester real deal stressors 
if u askin me? it honestly dont get better 
till it does, me nd shawty smokin 1on1 
i js gotta 3.5 roll it inna blunt 
say wsup if u know me and u see me out!! (fr please do its so cool)
and im sure not ur og but i been around for a sec 
i hit yo city fav prod said they love my set
this what i do and ion take no dissrespect for it
fit tht i js posted spent ur rent for it

nd we stay tourin bby different city every month
way tht i stay smokin u must think i hate my lungs
damn near every shawty i met say tht im the one
nd u broke still smokin og while u know we smokin..... 

im w/ @ramonaheart smoking flower
posted talkin shit 
i been up for 16 hrs damn.. its only 6 
in the morning shawty snorin im still up
unimportant i get boring off them drugs 
crumble to the touch, every second sucks
best just not enough tell me when u give it up
say it like it was, lemme hold ur trust 
come nd say wsup, tell me ur in love

1on1 (ramonaheart)

Shazam This Shit prod bbyazul & inci0

overstaying my welcome is something i learned lately ive been tryna forget it
wishing someone could help bring me into the world that i dreamt but nobody respects it
im young immature and helpless looking for someone to blame
the drinks the pills the weed something other than me to explain my ways
stuttering when i try to save face
wishing i could just stay in my place
yeah i call her my sister but she wouldnt miss me if i put a gun to my brain
im waiting my life out in vain think im fine with em passing me by
spent my whole life living in sin now i live on the strings of the passage of time
giving up gon prove them right living on gon give em a clown
so im damned if i do if i dont feel like chewing on ropes til my teeth worn down
ive been seeing that man in the suit with them big red horns and hes speaking to me through my friends
wish i never got money involved maybe then id be willing to live
its just pressure with no reconcile defiling my image and kicking my neck
ill be lying in puddles of my own troubles again and again and again

"passage of time"

/kill prod bbyazul & inci0

Bank Method prod bbyazul & inci0

lyrics:
Im so tired I need to rest up 
Howd I even getcha
The hand thats guiding me told me to keep my head up
I'm being tested, this shit like a captcha (it dont matter)
In the whip Im going faster look at the dash yea
Yeah I got bars, yeah I got taverns, but I dont have her
Yeah Im too lucky, dont need scratchers, bitch Im a scratcher (mit.edu)
Dont like the note we ended on
This beat gas like chevron
In a malibu, no brakes, bitch Im racing, chevy chase
Its a pace that I cant stop
They need to give me my crown like this a hallmark card
Yeah, I wish I knew you, but I dont, its in your ballpark
All these hours pacing round the room, I gotta stall hard
Giving all I had that's left to you, got it all ah
And the rest is turning into smoke, I watch it go up
Asking how we got the move? Cuz they told us
Watch out what you leave out cuz they gon bite like cobras
Cold art, I wish the Louvre was in north dakota
Yea the shit they gave me had me couched like a sofa
Shoutout $tar, yeah, Im in montreal like so drunk, wheres the bar? yea
Ima give my all, like no fucks, check my card yeah
Feel like Laurie, Gloria, and Nora, play the part yea
My friend Gwen got straps and my friend Laura play guitar, yeah
You cant bench me, I'll be here forever, in the park yeah
You cant push my buttons or my levers, I dont start yea
Dont like daylight savings I feel better in the dark yea
Hate when they arrive, I hate when they depart yeah
Too much piling up, wish I could stay on top of it
Hung out with my happy friend, my sadness rubbing off on him

Louvre prod wstdyth & taylor kulina

i've seen you cry in the club
she doesn’t want you I told you
don't get worked up over old news

don’t think I’m ready to go
give me a reason to hold you
I know you seen what I wrote you
and I’m still thinking about you

with ginko outside the showw
and we ain’t breathing no o2
I get sick of the coldd
guess I got sick of the old you
I see that look in your soulll
like you got nowhere to go to
sweaters with cigarette holess
brown paper bag with the soju

feeling like the phantom of the opera
I only do it cuz I miss you something awful
rolling up a 3.5 in the Honda
I’m still tryna find a reason i should call ya
heard your favorite song in the hallway
I don’t text you but I think bout ya all day
i know it’s been a long day
you’ll have a part of me always

with ginko outside the showw prod @drp0dd ##2017mix

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a https://hachinemu.com project
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