More passive aggressive to my manic depression than the end of a sentence harboring resentment Never in contention, perma stuck in R and D but with the best intentions this side of the fence is desolate grumbles at the slightest mention hell is comfy if you make the best of it Demons for crew the devil is my friend I thought you knew or was, even pieces of shit can surprise you Picked and dusted hell I admired you, conspired, contrived, creatin seemingly but not yet beaten hard enough by life to have eaten a single slice of humble pie this evening life shuffles by like you running by literally about to die in the bathroom, Barley breathing a heathen stealing like a raccoon Bitch you know you're thieving Thank God you're leaving, been a year and I can't tell if I would sing or cry if I found out you're not breathing
[Intro] Check, it's 6:26 in the morning I just made this beat 'cause I realized that I enjoy playing the piano Ah, you know, fuck you No one is in the room with me right now so I'm gonna record myself I'ma try and do this all in one take, so there's not a lot of editing 'Cause I'm too drunk to edit, and that's just the truth of the matter Aight, let's go [Verse] Uh, I said raps is cold, about twenty below I just realized I don't give a fuck any mo' Used to look into the mirror askin', "Where will this go?" Got big quick, kinda wish that I was takin' it slow It takes balls to go and break from the mould, I guess I did that I still got some dumbass fans who want K.I.D.S. back And I forget that they twelve years old, I must accept that Should probably stop thinkin' so much and just rap I wish life was kinda easier to figure out I wish it was like Ferris Bueller singin' "Twist and Shout" I got a couple reasons that I'll stick around But for the most part this shit is foul I place my hand on a stovetop to see if I'm awake I heard you takin' bath salts and eatin' people's face Saw the people I know personally I see they act a certain way because they workin' for me And if you take that as a diss it means I'm talkin' to you Know I never look down, I got knots in my shoe-strings Made some money, went and bought me a few things This ain't shit, I'm just doodling, haha I'm sick of goin' to the movies and people lookin' at me Inquire 'bout some shit that they know they shouldn't ask me Hollywood got every girl around the world fasting Like eatin' was a sin, when really beauty lie within Guess I wouldn't fuck me a fat bitch I just disagree wit'chu determining fat is Wanna go to Israel and see if there's a God there For now I'm 'bout to smoke some blunts and post in this lawn chair Could've been the mayor 'cause I'm excellent with politicking People never say what's on their minds because they on a mission Who do you think you are? And may God damn your soul if you forgot tradition Locked inside a box, a prison, somewhere there I saw a vision Met this girl with innocence and stole it while on top of linen Rocket, word to Roger Clemens, that don't mean a thing I'm in love with makin' melodies but scared to even sing For you judgmental fuckheads, talkin' 'bout my life You don't know me, and if you did, you'd say I'm nice Everyone I see always has some cool advice 'Bout what they'd do if they were me and all the issues they would fight You could never fathom what this shit is like And I hope you turn your bitch to dyke My kryptonite is me Yeah
Feel like I always gotta be The minute men Feels like im just laying down And lett em win Whats with this thing im in My brains in a vat I look around all i see is that Till i lose my mind And then i like snapback I dont think this is reality infact Killing myself just to stay intact paying attention to how i react Took the mushrooms so there ant no going bsck Like im writing it up on a plack
Um. Finna kill this. We JUST made a banger. I am not kidding lmao. I make songs all the time and post them here. Check it out. Ill link when im done w this one
@@Mokart_Beats i dm’d you on instagram!! Going to buy but still have no issue with telling people who made the beat. I did add some drum elements of my own. ruclips.net/video/3ATZcQ9F7to/видео.html
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More passive aggressive to my manic depression
than the end of a sentence harboring resentment
Never in contention, perma stuck in R and D
but with the best intentions
this side of the fence is desolate
grumbles at the slightest mention
hell is comfy if you make the best of it
Demons for crew the devil is my friend I thought you knew
or was, even pieces of shit can surprise you
Picked and dusted hell I admired you,
conspired, contrived, creatin
seemingly but not yet beaten
hard enough by life to have eaten
a single slice of humble pie this evening
life shuffles by like you running by
literally about to die in the bathroom,
Barley breathing a heathen
stealing like a raccoon
Bitch you know you're thieving
Thank God you're leaving,
been a year and I can't tell if I would
sing or cry if I found out you're not breathing
bruh you snapped can I record this? I'll send it to you if you want
[Intro]
Check, it's 6:26 in the morning
I just made this beat 'cause I realized that I enjoy playing the piano
Ah, you know, fuck you
No one is in the room with me right now so I'm gonna record myself
I'ma try and do this all in one take, so there's not a lot of editing
'Cause I'm too drunk to edit, and that's just the truth of the matter
Aight, let's go
[Verse]
Uh, I said raps is cold, about twenty below
I just realized I don't give a fuck any mo'
Used to look into the mirror askin', "Where will this go?"
Got big quick, kinda wish that I was takin' it slow
It takes balls to go and break from the mould, I guess I did that
I still got some dumbass fans who want K.I.D.S. back
And I forget that they twelve years old, I must accept that
Should probably stop thinkin' so much and just rap
I wish life was kinda easier to figure out
I wish it was like Ferris Bueller singin' "Twist and Shout"
I got a couple reasons that I'll stick around
But for the most part this shit is foul
I place my hand on a stovetop to see if I'm awake
I heard you takin' bath salts and eatin' people's face
Saw the people I know personally
I see they act a certain way because they workin' for me
And if you take that as a diss it means I'm talkin' to you
Know I never look down, I got knots in my shoe-strings
Made some money, went and bought me a few things
This ain't shit, I'm just doodling, haha
I'm sick of goin' to the movies and people lookin' at me
Inquire 'bout some shit that they know they shouldn't ask me
Hollywood got every girl around the world fasting
Like eatin' was a sin, when really beauty lie within
Guess I wouldn't fuck me a fat bitch
I just disagree wit'chu determining fat is
Wanna go to Israel and see if there's a God there
For now I'm 'bout to smoke some blunts and post in this lawn chair
Could've been the mayor 'cause I'm excellent with politicking
People never say what's on their minds because they on a mission
Who do you think you are?
And may God damn your soul if you forgot tradition
Locked inside a box, a prison, somewhere there I saw a vision
Met this girl with innocence and stole it while on top of linen
Rocket, word to Roger Clemens, that don't mean a thing
I'm in love with makin' melodies but scared to even sing
For you judgmental fuckheads, talkin' 'bout my life
You don't know me, and if you did, you'd say I'm nice
Everyone I see always has some cool advice
'Bout what they'd do if they were me and all the issues they would fight
You could never fathom what this shit is like
And I hope you turn your bitch to dyke
My kryptonite is me
Yeah
boutta cook
Skeleton screw
Feel like
I always gotta be
The minute men
Feels like im just laying down
And lett em win
Whats with this thing im in
My brains in a vat
I look around all i see is that
Till i lose my mind
And then i like snapback
I dont think this is reality infact
Killing myself just to stay intact
paying attention to how i react
Took the mushrooms so there ant no going bsck
Like im writing it up on a plack
Um. Finna kill this. We JUST made a banger.
I am not kidding lmao. I make songs all the time and post them here. Check it out.
Ill link when im done w this one
sick
@@Mokart_Beats i dm’d you on instagram!! Going to buy but still have no issue with telling people who made the beat. I did add some drum elements of my own.
ruclips.net/video/3ATZcQ9F7to/видео.html
lil buddy talking shit
But he look like Wilson Fisk
his will is his
my will to live
is packed inside a burning spliff