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[LYRICS]

im a misconception 
of my self reflection 
sad obsession 
with the death magician 
in my sleep adventure 
wake up me in mid september 
just to see the ending
i would love to be around 
but due frowns 
i’m not so friendly 
circle tight as my chest is 
when i pop pills 
and skipping resting 
verbal light is my best friend 
i don’t expect no one to get it 
cause they
never do 
and i 
really hate explaining 
it’s like a 
waste a time 
though i spend so much contemplating 
am i 
gonna fail 
like do you think i’d really make it 
if i 
break my shell 
and show and tell 
what i been making
but i 
shy away from that 
without the slightest bit of effort 
pool of doom in my near future 
up to me to change direction 
laziness will never help me 
but i act like it’s substantial 
daily i lose all connection 
when i try to change the channel 
i wonder why 
i chase myself away from things that’s good for me 
and run to anything that got a chance of causing harm to me 

my reflection 
never 
lied to me 
death seems tempting 
but he told me 
to let it be 
i guess i’ll trust him 
he always has
showed honesty 
nothin less 
like the rest of the ones who is always begging me 
for items and for sympathy
stick to me 
keep it g 
been a buck 
since 03 
conversations wit myself 
pool of blood 
from the older me 
now who shoulders colder 
mine or those who’s cold when posing 
like the cameras always flashing 
not a chance 
it’s no exposure

+Self! Reflection (Prod. Zeeky)

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PRODUCED: @mit5udomo3
ART: @iamlow
MASTERED: @phvzes
RECORDED: @phvzes

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FallenAngels ft. Serenity (prod. kashィン)

corny ass rappers all soundin like shit 
buncha fucking lames you all look like  dicks 
Act like kids talk trash like this 
then you hiding in the back with some
Balled up fists 
Imma give you all that you deserve 
Tried coming at me hard and you straight got hurt 
Ain’t a problem on this motherfuckin earth 
That could make me flip on issues 
Like you kids do dirt 
So I’m off in the fuckin outskirts 
Kicking up the dust like I dropped your urn 
I don’t even mean to kill em no sir 
I’m just doing what I know while I keep up work 
don’t know what you really know about that 
But I’ve seen the knowledge grow and I’ve seen some lack 
On the scene so imma bring it right back 
I got 8 in the track 1960s with the pack 
guess what 
The fuckin jig is up 
I caught u motherfucks 
Tryna act all like u sum 
U nothing and it’s done 
U tacky like some thumbs 
U yappy with the puns 
Imma come and take the funds 
It’s a fucking stick up 
throwing bands in the trunk 
Quickly pulling off im moving swift and soon I’m pulling up 
Spin the wheel with one hand got the  other on my glove
Y’all stay talking bout these guns yet I’ve yet to see one 
Bitch it over for yuh

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LYRICS:
I do this for me, and nobody else
fuck counting the wealth 
I’m counting my seconds and loving my blessings no matter the setting I’m making it well 
jotting my demons and helping myself 
squashing my beef in a hope to excel
but nigga don’t test me a nigga stay ready 
if niggas feel heavy I’ll show’em da belt
(damn)
 
i live and I fight 
try making it right
keep spending my minutes on tryna get it dear momma I’m spinning my mental ain’t right 
dancing with demons we dance every night 
pray for my brother his life isn’t right 
but still I keep pushing these niggas keep looking but fuck’em I’m booling I’m still burning bright 
(aye)

just tell’em I’m good doe 
a nigga ain’t worried bout putos 
I’m fixing and feigning to get it my niggas be wit it, my niggas eat good bro 
but 
 
the fuck is a block 
I’m killing and making it pop 
been hurting and growing since I was a baby my living is crazy but shit I’m on top 
wether I’m breaking or breaking the chart 
falling to pieces or spitting my art 
I’m keeping it real and I’m keeping it running let niggas keep coming I’ll tear’em apart

I do this for me, and nobody else
fuck counting the wealth 
I’m counting my seconds and loving my blessings no matter the setting I’m making it well 
jotting my demons and helping myself 
squashing my beef in a hope to excel
but nigga don’t test me a nigga stay ready 
if niggas feel heavy I’ll show’em da belt

F.O.R M.E. (Prod. by TREETIME)

BLAME IT ON BABY

CAN'T STOP

Three. Two. One.

Much Too Much

Righteous

Lyrics:

I hear you talkin that good shit, pipe down
I Keep a check in my mouth, iced out
we keep bands in the cut, nice pounds
So when we run up on ya clique its light out

I keep a bitch in the back, pipe down
white fine coke lookin real nice now
purple drip, quarter fifth, viked out
disrespect ill come and take your life now

Well, I got it all on lock
if you wanna step up bruh, then ill let your body drop
thats their own fault, aint got no bullet proof vest
if they wanna disrespect they forget i've killed for less
they running up, then they drop dead
we load up guns, then i pop heads
how bout that time the blade slipped
mans fallin out his belt
licked that coord around his throat
when he tried to scream for help

"Dante whats in the bag?
Why are all our doors locked?
is that blood in your trunk? 
Do I hear gunshots?
Tell me whats in the bag?
Why are all our doors locked?
is that blood in your trunk? 
Do I hear gunshots?"

I hear you talkin that good shit, pipe down
I Keep a check in my mouth, iced out
we keep bands in the cut, nice pounds
So when we run up on ya clique its light out

Pipedown

Pipedown | Prod. Dante Grey

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