Lyrics:
bougieness’ honestly sickening
It’s super ironic you’re listening
I’m grateful for all of the races I didn’t win
I’d say all the names that I’d thank if
battle
But losing is something you're gonna have to learn to handle
I'd like to say thank you
To everyone Im grateful
For your presence and lessons
You
(Fuck all you hoes! Get a grip, motherfucker!)
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all
again
Face lookin like you're fiendin for hen
Who that wit you, hide the gat yo nigga come here
You got a pistol that must mean you slingin again
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
issue, really
My issue is you and me
I love you too much, and I'm going fucking crazy
We are never going back, so you better love me
Every time you're by
Resist every move they make by fulfilling our own hearts
Not by backing off and dropping out, get in there for a start
If you're looking for some
the underworld I'm half-wolf and half-lycan
Swing the Excalibur, barbaric viking
(Verse 9: Sean Strange)
Vicodin, marijuana, cocaine, the Grateful Dead
Average
has infinite and unlimited power
By listening to this but also by visiting any of my albums you're literally entering my current state of mind
You
cyanide
It feels like cyanide
When you feel dead inside
And all you got is pride
It feels like cyanide
It feels like cyanide
When no one's by your side
dead
My mental health was on a thread
Depression filled up all my head
I wished the pain would finally end
Yes I'm weird, I'll admit it
Write sad lines,
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
I say love, you say no
No more organic growth
Baby
I say love, you say no
I don't love you no more
Baby
I say leave, you say bite
I still need you by
you all in my face? I'm
Tryna do my thing dude back off
I'll have Barry smack the fuck out of you
Everybody wanna know what they
Can get out you
Aww
dumb excuse like "I'm in album mode"
But lookin' back on that today, I was in coward mode
And besides, those two songs are either out or old
See this
like I′m petrol
Wanna spar give you the demo
Uh
Kaos a memento
You're past show like pentimento
Uh
This album electro
This right here be the crescendo
Uh
ain't no standstill
Bitch ass nigga made a mole out of anthill
Everybody shooting, don't know why you're using hands still
20 song album, but it's trash,
out We Don't Die!
You're gonna rock the dead they never need the binds
They want to be with us and walk every day
So repeat these words that I say!
no sci-fi horror
Walk by today, drive-by tomorrow
Talk hype, get blazed, why do you bother?
You've been wally since Tim Tam Tommy
Go raves
Get paid but
your chest?
Or left with egg on your face
While you stink out the place
You're Dead
This constant feeling of dread
You made it now go lie in your bed
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
He said f*** you
I said what, repeat it again
[Nas]
Chill son you're weeded again
Slow down god you're speedin again
Face lookin like you're
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