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by industry bullshit
Off a scrimmage
Yet I'm embracing a crowd
Feels like a privilege

Although I know
That I gotta protect the village
You feel it?

knows
Everybody chose up, but its you that I chose
So I hope you choose me
If its been too late, was it my mistake
Was it all the bullshit that I used

have no fun
By doing what I’m told
So perhaps the cancer
Saved my life
Before I got too fuckin’ old
The tiny tarry tumour in the dark behind my brain

bitch, you riding the trends
Ain't nothing left for us both in the end
I can feel the waves come crashing in my head
I can't deal with all the bullshit

Shooter Ready
Send It
If I don't make it to heaven
Then, oh well
I'm saying cheers in hell
The way I fire toast
At you liar's throats
Hated by some

The doo doo chasers
Friends of roto-rooter
Bringing you music to get your shit together by
The man in the tidy bowl of your brain
(What was that long

Jahseh On My Wrist

XXXTENTACION/artist/Kid Trunks

XXXTENTACION Presents: Members Only, Vol. 4

2019

the ambience
If I panic, I'ma do damage
And ain't no bandages gon' manage to alleviate leaking, and I'ma stand by that
I'll die by my word
Your pride could

a bitch, Covid-19, don't need no mask
And if he talking out his lips then he get hit with all these mags

Let me start this off by saying
I need you in my

911

Terry Hall

Bad Company [Original Soundtrack]

2002

There ain't no trouble in rock (rock)
On every block (block)
Late for School, Late for Work
But ahead of these cops (cops)
My credit is shock, in

You've been struck by
You've been struck by
You've been struck by
You've been struck by
It's a bird, it's a plane

Gods amongst the humans
Touch my

State of Grace

Talib Kweli

Gravitas

2014

that be looking so stupid
Getting in the fights at reunions
She used to be inspired by the writers, now she's tired of the biters
No desire for

Cause … is hysteric
I admit it never thought he …
Lot of bullshit today but it's joy tomorrow
Used to try to pass it by myself with…
Think too much … but

want smoke, I ain't Kevin Hart I don't joke
Hittas layin' by your door, face shot, four-four

They know I'm up (we never sleep), ain't no insomnia

negativity in my frequencies, NO WAY
Jupiter waves washing the bullshit away from my eye lids
Amethyst in my pocket, perfect timing on my wrist
You ain't never

I'm back on my bullshit, yeah
They sleep hope the cushioned, yeah
I came with no rush and yeah
I came in to fuck shit up
I'm heading to big things,

Yo, what up, it's your boy Dae-Dae
Yo, what up, it's RichboyRC and you're listening to Cartridge by Jay Browne
On 1(800)813-4evr: Deluxe

Dae-dae,

so I spur her like Boris... tourist
Saved by the bell no I never been, Me relating to a lame... irrelevant
So I'm cutting down trees in this Hatred

Anymore
Take all of your bullshit out the door
No
I don't want your promises
I cannot stand the lying anymore
And I don't fucking need you
Anymore
Growing

that bullshit
Now watch as I prove it
Cause all my ideas were blocked by my fears
Feeling like I've been on pause for five years
So I'm screaming

But I see through your bullshit
You act like it's ok that the world can't get along 
I could never fake like there ain't nothing wrong

No I don't want

I was always on my own grind
Putting in overtime
Doing the things that i had to do
All that bullshit 
I pay no mind 
Don't need a co-sign
Cause i do

so I spur her like Boris... tourist
Saved by the bell no I never been, Me relating to a lame... irrelevant
So I'm cutting down trees in this Hatred

I ain't need no help at all

I ain't need nobody there cause I ain't open
And if I open up, then I'm keeping it a buck w you
I can't keep my eyes off

a break (Shit)
I can sense yo bullshit from a distance u a snake (Yee Yee)
I been down on my ass to long i can't  masturbate (No)
Gotta think positive get