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Drugs in Zelda
Got me feeling like I'm on another level
Putting my emos in the lines
In my lyrics
Hoping that you feel it
So fly guy
You got such

Wanna write
Some, lyrics
To show my scars
Make the music for myself
Not anybody else
Make a couple records
Put them on a shelf
Big racks
Big ass stacks

off by sprayin' beer in your face
So the '94 to them, I'm for my niggas that remember
Means I'm steppin' to the mic with lyrics colder than December

the limelight
I can get it by myself as long as me and the time's right
No limits to what imma do like I wanna Klondike

So I'm just bopping on the beat again

into what your career is
I am the ghosts that's always appearing
But by now you're probably just weary
From all these lyrics that you have been hearing

thrice been scorned
"No other thought, than to love and be loved by me"
"My beautiful Annabel lee"

You're too good for me
You are pure romantic imagery

myself
They speak on my music, but use lyrics they ain't write they self (They speak on my music, but use lyrics they ain't write they self)
Ain't been

of my eyes I haven't seen before
I want my dreams and more
They trynna just see what a nigga just got it the store
Nigga It's lyrics galore
How you just

I'm finna explode
Follow down the rainbow you'll find this lil pot of gold
Used to sit in class and write down lyrics in my notes
And then I'd look up

the pad
I might type for the digits
I might cypher these lyrics
I'm not spiteful in spirit
But, but my spirit keep on fighting
And to the wave I'm Poseidon

Crosser dan pedestrian
Test mi and yuh get fi taste liver
By a celestial alien
Not some waste niqqaz weh claim dem alien but d'even have
Dem owna space inah

surfing
On top of these urgent
Splurges of waves and sea
A couple ms for my bank to see
Mark what do you for money
Disrespected by the blatancy
May not

it in my
Dilated eyes

Going through all this trouble to forget you, I won't run back
Just cause I miss you
It's unfair, I've been tortured by you

I

memento
I just be writing these lyrics to clear up my mental
Clear up my mental
Remember when I used to love you and it was so gentle
Oh so gentle
You know

Penger kanke snakke
Trekker på minjakke
Neste stopp er Trondheim by
Young boyson the beat
We bout too gå over hver en sky
Veien her er rocky
Føles altfor

love a bitch
I'm gone hold it in
What majestic said
Love will get you killed
Nigga shot at me
I had to do my yea
Bullets whizzing by
I had to shoot

They call me Andre nigga better get to stepping
Good lyrics and great beats is all that i'm repping
Been breaking niggas necks since the age of 11

alarm
Put myself out
Getting dragged by my arms
Scribbling my lyrics
While scrapping my palm

Lights shine Am in the sky
See me
Shinning high
Stay were

that its me verse you and vice versa
Divine presence imminent here to lift the curses
That were placed on us by sick oppressors
What the hell do you

That's hilarious think again, get up out that sunken place if these lyrics ain't syncing in
Hard to compete when your demons don't want to see you win
But

deal with the trauma 

“I got that purest pure”

Sure

Fuck all you posers who ain't insecure
I can tell by your words
Your lacking the nerve
I came

Cause the 808's bang
And you can't take the noise
I got lyrics piled up
I got range with the voice
I got missiles on the tanks
Can't wait to deploy
Yeah,

This is an instrumental, so no lyrics.

There is a version available that has vocals/lyrics, using the same title (This Is The End) and performed by

I just sit in my room and write lyrics
Reflect on my life instead of going hysteric
I'm forgetting about all the haters and critics
Because