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Fragment
01:40
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I don't recognize who I'm seeing in the mirror
Blood sweat eyes pupils going big I'm fearing
Goodbye rational thoughts straight out the picture
Quite nigh so let me just dose my fixture
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Vacation
02:49
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Back in the car, we travel so far
Without a GPS, lost all the sense
Am I going to Budapest?
Vacation to loose all stress
Part of the process
Never drink while alone
Too scared of my fucking dome
Bitch try to watch your tone
Personally afraid of home
Genuinely smoking O's
That's what I fucking hope
Yo its Tommy shoot ya with the tommy
Its really funny that I fucked your mommy
Never had a Test to give out like Johnny
Loosing my rest from the good punani
Runny, runny, my nose is runny
Sorry, sorry, allergic to bullshit honey
Cruising down the street killing all the sonnies
That's what I said it's real funny
I flip it up like a light switch
Spit fire till I really don't like it
Crunch my bones like a pack of Ritz
Did you ever have a shit to give?
Acting like you always on the fritz
Bitch I know you you ain't doin shit
You all alone in your cranium dome
Hoes who are toxic be uranium hoes
Spreading the cancer to my fucking toes
Deny deny deny deny you saying no
But you know that we all fucking know
Whatchu you need I gotta lotta green
Both the drugs and the currency
Whatcha need I gotta lotta beans
Selling the drugs to the dopes I feind
Whatcha need I gotta a fucking need
To the suicide and to the fucking scene
Friends I got but not a lot of grief
Takes two to bake a fuckin cake
Ain't a lot of shits to give for fucks sake
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Ignorance
01:49
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Ignorance is bliss you look like shit
Mister Peter Piper picked a pepper
In the garden stressing
Over midnight intentions
That's right I'm repping
Death till I get it
Nonetheless and
I breathe till I collapse
Thoughts going fast
I got blunts to ash
That's right on the dash
Singes on my hats
I don't have a shit to give so get going fast
You dumb little bitch I don't give a fucking shit
About your emotions, thoughts, and problems
I got enough of those but never no hoes
Catch me going far far down the road
I knock on your door I've just arrived
No need to speak I'm dead on the inside
Nevermind never find my body its in my trunk
That's right I'm dead again you dumb fuck
Was I ever even alive ? Was I ever even conscious ? Was I ever even me ?
Guess not, so I rot
Decomposing at the marketplace
I got maggots infested in my face
I'm just saying, I'm a dead man walking
Down to the market for a new carpet
Last one got stained by a sharp bitch
She had big ole mouth, no doubt
I fucking rolled her out with no sound
With no sound
With no sound
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Strafe
01:50
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I'm falling, I'm great
I never fucking strafe
I'm falling, I'm great
I never fucking strafe
Don't hit me up I'm no one you'd ever wanna conversate
I'm in a million fucking places while I'm right in your face
Say, don't you have somewhere to be in the middle of day?
Yeah but I'm gonna be up all night any fucking way
Oh no where am I gonna go? Another mental episode
So I wrap and I roll and I pack a bowl
So now I forgot my foggy gloomy thoughts yay
Dope up while I'm smoking propane
And now I suddenly feel okay
I feel okay, I suddenly feel okay
Nope, I'm dying
I'm on the floor crying
Oh I hear the sirens
I'm just one man trying
To fly, not to die
I'm really over this
I dont give a fuckin piss
About no man's shit
That your trying to give to me
A negatively put symphony
That's right, that's right
So I get the knife
And I take the plight
Murder all damn night
I'm not very liked
I guess that's evident
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Ghost
03:07
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Action
02:50
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There I go again off to the parking lot
Looking for a gain with my key fob
As I sob I can't find my little grey car
I just wanna go home it's so far
Down the road I don't where to go
Don't have any directions to follow
So my pain and my pride will swallow
Down my throat same place for the rope
Same exact tube that takes all the dope
Make me lack hope, emotions did a no show
I just wanna go where is my car?
Carrying this rug that's covered in mud
Rotten smell blood drip gonna make me sick
But really it's because-
That's the consequence of my actions
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Mush
01:24
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Little too basic little belated
Debated while my heart deflated
I'm rated zero outta five stars
In life general I don't mean a lot
Brain is mush at the end of the day
Don't call me on your phone ain't no parade
Find me in the sewer leaking toxic waste
Pouring all the way out of my face
Lace up my shoes then I start the race
In a straight direction ain't no debate
Four thousand fucking miles away
In a straight direction ain't no debate
Brain is mush at the end of the day
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Doozy
01:27
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Could you ever just stay away
Ain't showered in at least a day
I can smell it from ya face
Please wait as I narrate your
Death in a real harrowing way
That's what I said I ain't gonna sugar-coat
A different response to some stupid dope
The real truth bouta get sucked in
In your damn mind could hear all the time
Never had a whine to give or to chime
Little loser boyfriend abuser, yeah the emotional accuser
It's a real damn doozy hope you drown in a jacuzzi
By the way, you seem to have an IQ like your in the third fucking grade
So imagine waking up, feeling like your emotionally stuck
To a meal that sucks, so you starve yourself is that enough?
No so you cut yourself, no damn given about your health
So have I lost myself? Maybe that's for you to tell (oh)
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Sublime
01:35
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You can't make me do anything
What to do or what to say
Gotta a lot of problems
And you ain't on my plate
Please please just stay away
Go down to your dark estate
I'll just die in my grave
You say you care but that's not true
Ill intentions have got you
To lie to loath to cry
Part of you dies a little inside
Cause when I spit this rhyme
That you won't hear that is fine
Cause ill be feeling a little sublime
You can't make me do anything
What to do or what to say
Gotta a lot of problems
And you ain't on my plate
Please please just stay away
Go down to your dark estate
I'll just die in my grave
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10. |
Scatter
02:22
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Cabin in the forest eating all the porige
Telling all the stories till I get real bored
Ain't no worry bro don't stress about hoes
Cause your time on earth is a short one
So just decide to make it a good one
No stress no depression just fun
Learn a couple of problematic lessons
Hold up now cause I'm gonna need a second
And I'm repping death till I get it
Rep rep rep rep till I get it
This is motto you bring?
Yeah fuck this fuck that fuck rap
Pull out a ray gun till you go zap
Nonetheless I'm really just
Chilling with my homies and my bros
Just another day in the studio
No bitch it ain't my first rodeo
Don't act like you know
What we talking about I flow
Like a water droplet trickling down the drain to the pipe to the sewer it's insane
Didn't think I would meet a new girl to make my brain go insane, she's the opposite of lame
Madly in love it's a change, didn't think anyone would feel the same
Don't doubt your feelings is the lesson of the story
That's if you consider these voices from my head an allegory
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DJCHZ Florida
I rap and sing for fun. With a past intent of shitposting.
"your friendly neighborhood trashcan!"
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