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E.N.O.N. - Suicides
03:50
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It's gone alright
Well soak it in
I mean this sponge side
Was coated in
The warmth of your tide
They're breaking in
I'll cross my coastline
It's what I'm waking in
To find heaven
It's bled into my bed
And I'm drifting away
Victor walked out into the High Street
Victor walked to the edge of town
Victor came to the trash heaps
And his tears came tumbling down
He cried
Are you in heaven, lover?
I need you so
Have you melted yet lover?
For reasons unknown
You're sweet like no other
This haze has a warm hold
It radiates me undercover
Free your burdened soul
That's bled into my bed
And I'm drifting away
Neither of us remain
Neither of us remain
So let my waves take what I adore
Swept away
And off the shore
Neither of us remain
On the floor
I know you want this
More and more
So let my waves take
What I adore
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Yo
Yo
I don't really love but I laugh a lot
Camelots looking like a broke down Basquiat replica
Everyone left the building except for us
Get stoned and see the world in shades of sepia
Who's next to us? No one
Chester samurai but only half of the shogun
Brash is a clone cuts deep in the soul on a stroll as he goes nuts
Peep the control of composure
Chrome for appendages
Thrown into scrimmages
The unstable mind fights the drones to the bitter end
Oh now you chilling kin folk?
As the niggers spit folk
So wise tale hopes been cloaked by the brides veil
No chain get slain like the albatross
Chilling out chomping lo mein watching Avatar
Wax heated up with propane now I'm at the stars
Vibing out going insane like the battle scars
I met this new babe and she's awesome, rolled an L
With the king size papes that she bought me
Now I'm higher than Dionysous
With grapes at his alter
Eating good got a grilled cheese baked
So I'm feeling pretty great
And I could have called it fate as a master
Swagger dark back more arc than a raptor
Never see results cause we snarf at the factors
Told the crew "Watch out, it's barf in the rafters"
But I keep it clowning like a frail dunce
Worst feeling ever like opening up a stale blunt
(Damn)
This was just bad timing
On the road to glory
New Age Vandelay Psymun
Switch camera sway slightly
The antagonist of life
Super villain must remind your last shining
While the cam resolves
That shit was vivid as the smokescreen and analog
Heroining feening off the demons wearing camoflage
No chain get slain like the albatross
Chilling out chomping lo mein watching Avatar
Wax heated up with propane now I'm at the stars
Vibing out going insane like the battle scars
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I know everyone has their own fucking version of this
But no one did it justice, so here we go, uh
Tell your bitch to stop complainin' 'bout her achey tits
Her body is a temple, I don't give a fuck, I'm atheist
Make me stop, make me bitch, she mad because I taped the shit
And sent the tape to Ace and Taco, helps 'em fuckin' 'bate to it
Master, master, pretty bitch basher, black and white bitch
Mixed like she moo and chew grass or somethin'
Sorta like the shit, I guess I kinda like my bitch
If she wasn't a dyke motorcyclist with Tyson lisp
Wolf Gang on that drive without a license shit
On that take Shake and Meka necks and fuckin' slice them shits
Oh how nice, now you wanna say you like the shit
Because you bruised up, your neck sliced, and I ain't icin' shit
Show me a rapper my age that say he nice as this
And I'll show you a faggot that says he hate Barbara Streisand flicks
Huh, me and Berman swervin' in the jeep
I'm a nice guy in person, but a pervert in the sheets
And I'm magic with the words, murder Merlin over beats
Make the competition kiss the fuckin' curb and then they weep
And then they drop, ha-ha
Drop, bitch, drop, drop, drop (Drop, bitch)
The lambs get silenced and the fans get violent
Droppin' lines grimey like the hands of Odd Toddlers
Fuckin' Awesome arsenal of wolves in the pack I travel in
The battle ram, rammin' 'em, rats get to tattlin'
Limbs swingin' axes at you antonyms of savages
And praying that it damages, your hobby's what my passion is
Fuck that faggot shit, my niggas on that savage shit
Fuckin' the game and shovin' daggers through the ass of it
I said fuck that faggot shit, my niggas on that savage shit
Fuckin' the game and shovin' daggers through the ass of it
Movin' on to a Jessica, plannin' to make a mess of her
After a couple drinks and a session of anal sex with her
Like hey there intestines, my cock is erect next to ya
We the shit, like what you make, them niggas still ain't fresh as us
Eat a dick, bitch!
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sealab 2012 - 420
03:08
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Drifting and floating and fading away...
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CVL† SH‡† - Body Bagz
04:24
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You'll never understand until you've been there.
Been down so much, that all you can manage to do now is sit there.
Thinking back at all the choices that you made to get there.
Pumping a fist to the sky telling god "it ain't fair."
But yo, we ain't there.
How could it be with all this devastation and desperation surrounding me.
So put me in the ground 'cause this life has just been pounded out of me,
The only reason I ain't sleeping now 'cause I got mouths to feed.
Why can't I catch a break?
Why can't I step away and wake up one morning and think that things wont be a mess today.
I gotta break the cycle somehow,
sick of this pain, im sick of living this way.
Okay, I'm done now.
Not having fun now, there's just so many reasons.
Feel as if my soul's a broken puzzle and I'm missing pieces.
It's real easy for you to judge them when you see them,
But you'll never truly understand unless you've ever been there.
I've been there, a place where hope was thin in the air.
If things are gonna get better tell me a 'when' and a 'where'.
Sitting and staring in the mirror, nobody's there,
That I know, feeling so alone and I'm scared that nobody cares.
My nights consist of so many prayers.
I once had so many dreams, I once was going somewhere.
Try and following steps before you start to compare,
Me to you and you don't know me, now you think that that's fair?
I never thought my path would lead me to the point I'm at now.
But before they get up, some people gotta fall down.
Some fall harder than others, they thought they had it all down.
Me, I take these experience and jot them all down.
But how do you cope when you think that hope is nowhere around?
How do you know where to go if you haven't been found?
Yo, I'm saying it's draining living this pain that I'm in.
You're quick to judge me but you haven't been the places I've been, c'mon.
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Yo, I'm a hot and bothered astronaut
Crashing while jacking off to buffering vids of Asher Roth eating apple sauce
Sent to Earth to poke Catholics in the ass with saws
And knock blunt ashes into their caskets and laugh it off
Twisted sicker than mad cattle, in fact I'm off
Six different liquors with a Prince wig plastered on
Stop screaming bitch, you shouldn't be that alarmed
When Big Lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm
Earl puts the "ass" in "assassin"
Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic
Puts them in a pan and mixes it up with scat
Then gobbles it like fat black bitches and catfish
It so happens that I'm so haphazardous
I'll puke a piece and put it on a hook and fucking cast the shit
I'm asking that you faggot rap actors take action
And get a hall pass for this class-act shit
How the fuck I fit an axe in a satchel?
Slip capsules in a glass, she dizzy rascal
Party staff baffled, asking where her ass go
In my room, redefining the meaning of black holes
Go on, suck it up; but hurry, I got nuts to bust
And butts to fuck and ups to shut and sluts to fucking uppercut
It's O.F. buttercup: go ahead, fuck with us
Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked
Ask her for a couple bucks, shove a trumpet up her butt
Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is having guts for lunch
As well as supper; then I'll rummage through her ruptured cunt
Found the mustard, fucking nosey neighbors notice somethings up
"What you doing?" Nothing much, would shout some other stuff
Got to fucking bounce, guess the bouncer's had enough of us
Get up off the pavement, wipe the dirt and vomit off
DopeBoyz hating, but them faggots is a lotta talk
Cotton soft pussy, them Odd niggas is Molotov
Cocktails, fucking toss one in your apartment dog
Wolf Gang we ain't barking, nah
Try talking on a blog with your fucking arms cut off
Put in a carpet and watch it get auctioned off
The Ace tell Shake's daughter "We're sorry, but papa's gone, bitch"
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Yo, being hella brash is the swag bruh
Sittin' back and im gettin' ass in Nebraska
Different flask in a different class rolling grass up
Nu Age only spitting facts no whack stuff
Yeah, that’s how we do it no taxin’
My niggas comin' through and we slashin' with axes
Bag a fine chick, bad tats and an accent
Niggas tryna 'lab I'mma ask where the racks is
Uh, cause we don’t do this for free
Im zoot and I'm starved and a dude gotta eat
No clockin' out, workin' all day; no sleep
Bring the block out, twerkin' all day, that shit hot
That’s why we never asks where the streets went
Dude slangin' trees more cheese for the defense
K-F-C, two piece, hella greasy
Little slop, but you see a dude still eatin’
A dude still chiefin’ cause the rules don’t matter
Don’t need any beef cause 'em tools go splatter, rata, tata
Shootin' bullshit it'll come back whizzin' your drawers get splattered
Where I'm from any niggas wearin' jewels gettin' snatched up
All about the C.R.E.A.M every fool got back up
Can't hear Jesus cause the weed is loud as Mack trucks
Phantom all black and the volume to the max
Doin' drive by's so they don’t know where we at
All you hear is tires, click-clack, booms of the gats
No cure for the madness, so it's like cancer
Bumpin' “It’s a hobo” just became the death anthem
The whip fouettin' like a dancer
Is she paying blant up and get slanted
Disrespect the fam' I'mma have to back hand ya
And niggas be hatin' they hella mad cause I'm handsome
Gold Phantom, rancids aren’t random
Kidnap the game and hold it with no ransom
A ghostly flow, we hang clothes with no hanger
Music without me is like dark with no Manson
Nigga just snuff 'em, and leave they nose flarin'
Slow motion, that’s a board with bad bearings
People in awe, my God, just keep 'em starrin'
I like my fishes Pacific so I copped a red herrin'
From the bottom, light totes with no handles
African Sheppard im leadin' goats with no sandals
Niggas stay sellin' they soul for most stamina
Don’t invite yourself
Im the host with no manners, bitch
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Uhh, addicts arise, when I arrive
In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise
Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch
Reach for the door, get your access denied
I'm not an asshole I just don't give a fuck a lot
The only time I do is when a bitch is screaming "Tyler, stop"
The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox
Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock
We the niggas you scared of, like bad dentists
Flow is anthemic, dirty like it's plants in it
Sick, spit a pandemic, crack and cancer mixed with cannabis
To have a bitch, ready to stab a clit with some glass and shit
Your whole gang will be diminished, Bunch got the Brady's in it
Spit sick shit like my saliva got the rabies in it
Fuck rap, I'll be a landlord so I can rape the tenants daughter
Leave my house with a new stomach, and a baby in it
Face it, me and Ace's is sick like malaria carriers
[Interlude, previous line repeated]
Jim Carrey her to the cemetery to bury her
Listen busters, scarier when I finger fuck her
After I dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard
Took karate, mommy told me "Tyler toughen up"
Rihanna haircut, somebody tell Chris Brown to fuck me up
Had to teach the bitch manners, now I gotta learn her
I'll beat the fuck out your bitch anonymous, Ike Turner
Over, sloppy seconds is my preference
Except for when I'm feeding on the flesh of a pedestrian
Nessy loch monster stop Will he though? Probably not
Silly hoes lick my balls like FIFA lollipops
Get the certain tingle, eating Haagen Dazs
With some soccer moms where they like to fucking sit and mingle
Watch an Animal Planet document on the Eagles
In the flyest '06 Supreme beanie, Sigel
Your grind's feeble, I'm regal, really, I'm Willy Smith
I am Legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick
Come take a stab at it faggot, I pre-ordered your casket
This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit
Hat is always forest so the bitches call me Gump
But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her
Fuck her in a Hummer while I rape her then I put her in a slumber
It's not a figure of speech when I tell you that I dumped her
Known narcissists, sipping on arsenic
Carved carcasses in the garage, don't park in it
Hard as finding retarded kids at Harvard
It's Wolf Gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit
Over the edge, yeah I hide in a potato sack
Cause I'm cold as ice like Anasia when she fucking Traq
I'm the type to put you down to bring myself up
So when I rape a bitch I hold her down and get my best nut
The reincarnation of '98 Eminem
60 Crip and Grizzly and some RMK Denim
Pay attention I'm stabbing your women friends, like a gentlemen
Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again
White girl, you can ask her what the dick be like
At monster madness doing drive by's on a fucking fixie bike
Fuck it moron, snorting oxycontin, wearing cotton
Oxymoron like buff faggots playing sissy dykes
This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop
Dirty crack pipes lit, bullshit to stop, halt
Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open
Sly's little shop of horrors, now showing
I hate gays, gangbangers and fucking jerkers
Unless it's gay gangbangers that's fucking jerkers
Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, I'm not gay, faggot
Odd Future Wolf Gang, Wu-Tang banging in your system
Probably banging in your sister with my children swimming in her system
Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo
You don't fucking skate, take off that box logo
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Swear to god I wanna just slit my wrists...
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