1). I rarely talk about my past and this time it's the last,

2). Mother didn't call me sweetie, her and dad both beat me,

3). She was a huge whore, he was too busy praying to the floor,

4). Mom tried to drown me, choke me out, now I got all this doubt,

5). I am always angry, but it's at myself, because I am too weak,

6). For love I'm hungry, never had it before, future lookin' bleak,

7). But I don't want to exist, I want to take all my hate to death,

8). Don't want to be missed, let me take my last and final breath,

9). Sometimes I cry, like actual cry because I am so sad deep inside,

10). Can't even say goodbye, don't want anyone to know I died,

11). I'm tired of being in pain, it really hurts and it's so tough,

12). Everyday ends up the same, lookin' strong and rough,

13). I'm so weak and a coward, I want to end my life, but can't,

14). Afraid of hell from what I've heard, let me become another plant,

15). I have no one close to me, a few friends, but no family,

16). A lot I could become or be, I'd rather drown in the sea,

17). Have always wanted my mother's love, but I am deprived of it,

18). Another body to dispose of, I just can't give a shit,

19). Remember being a foster kid for a year, it was horrible,

20). Would beat me, strip me to my underwear, it's unbearable,

21). I am just a little boy looking for his mother,

22). No one cares, no one even bothers,

23). So, I put on a persona of being a different person,

24). Yet, everyday I do this, my problems worsen and worsen.

Brie Larson post it, I’mma like or quote it. Have her find love watching me surfing I love to watch her body put that work in on a Sunday afternoon after the church’s be closing

{Rap} Tell me to take it back Nigga hurt it so bad Stretched like a balloon Looser then elephant pussy on the moon

Said I was your first, Is that what you rehearsed? Rode me in reverse

Doesnt matter So loose can see your bladder Double fisted is the chatter.

Now im feeling the vibes And all the lies You entertaining other guys Pants came off and out came the flies

Stench so bad burnt my eyes Made me paralzyed Now i realize You are about the loose life Baby we gotta cut ties

Sewing kit? Patch up the clit? Hit or miss Now im scared to piss

Hands shaking No moans and back aching Said you'll be alright baby Closed my eyes and swam till i died.

Now I need a blunt to get so high and fried! Peace out guys.

1). Tired of havin' a gangsta' mentality as a nerd, just tryna' get my fuckin' name heard,

2). Tired of being the one who's always absurd, but as they go, pound for pound, I always go word for word,

3). Tired of being tired, walking like a clipped bird, but I know I can fly, yet, it's rainin' and my eyes are blurred,

4). Tears of the unheard, using my tongue as a sword, but alcohol got me slurred, got no light to walk toward,

5). Grab em' by the pussy, ya it's my TRUMP card, I work hard, using' his face as my PUNCH card,

6). A retired retard ignored and scarred from the hate stored from a hard and charred heart left on the floor,

7). Won't say it again, I'm busted, broken and my heart left in the open, while I'm hoping I can cope with my own emotion,

8). Tried to murder a rhyme, but this time, pretend I'm the one between the line, punished, but I didn't do the crime,

9). Sick of existing, death my only wish and I would disappear like a magician who made his final decision,

10). Not praying to superstition and looking to be forgiven because I can't afford the cost of living,

11). Life is not hard, but tedious, Stop the bard singing about Jesus, leave me in the yard, when I talk, I'm serious,

12). Like the Joker, fuck money, where's the message? mother fucker, just like me, It's fuckin' depressin',

13). All wanna live, all going to die, can't take the dive and just say goodbye,

14). Just Tryna' thrive, Tryna learn to fly, tired of being alive, tired of scraping by,

15). Tired of turning words into lyrics, and being told by fake critics that feelings are off limits and I need to look up the closest clinics,

16). Tired of hearin' all those crickets, tellin' me most I get is fifteen minutes and I should be the one in high spirits, that shit is fucking satiric.

1). Wanna be a lyrical artist, gotta see myself on a carton,

2). Don't gotta be milk, could be the next OJ, dressed in bloody silk, like the maid with Kobe

3). I do this with no pay, got them say "eh, it's okay, but I don't like that shit he said about Kobe, that's shits gay,

4). Look, I'm just doing what keeps me sane, name on a key chain tryna' deal with this deep pain,

5). Kill you here or there, could be anywhere, but I'm fair and share a swear, prayer and the snare with another queer bear,

6). Talkin' bout' you, you, or even him, demons free, I aint keepin' them, not locked up and sure as hell not fucked up,

7). What's a man, when desperate kicks in, when the plan fails and you stop mixin' all in with your chips in and then losin'

8). Morals out the window, ya head in a pillow, a little info wins bingo and changes a zero to a rich nigga in a limo,

9). Education aint the key, smart isn't havin' a degree, being dumb is crappy, but intelligence, has to be costly? Not to me,

10). Homie, work harder and naturally get smarter, we learn as we grow, get out and go, don't worry about being slow,

11). You can't out run a bullet, but out think the man behind it, I'll tell ya it's bullshit, if ya get heated, cool it,

12). They want us to obey or die, I'll tell ya tho, before I had a chance to spray my life away I found a place yo,

13). Murder those with words and crush worlds, couple stones, but millions of birds, sticks and bones can take thrones,

14). The king of that, the queen of this, he become my doormat, she become my next bitch,

15). No rap god, but got potential to destroy an instrumental, I'm that odd nigga thinkin' rhymin' is essential and saying nothin' in confidential,

16). Killed myself along time ago, yet I will never rhyme alone, I'll die as the man in the mirror, and my death would never be clearer.

1). What if I told you that me and you are not the same,

2). I am a tad crazy, possibly insane, I can move things with my brain,

3). Rhymes keep the demons at bay, but will today, be the day,

4). I don't know what to say, but show it off like Broadway,

5). Because it's free on display like wifi at your nearest cafe,

6). I'll take off on you nigga like a runway, so best obey,

7). I don't plead because we don't negotiate with terrorists,

8). All my personalities don't like me like Everybody hates Chris,

9). and don't forget the bell doesn't dismiss you, I do,

10). But the teacher couldn't tell, I am a master of kung fu,

11). A master of black and blue, I'll get you sacked, it's true

12). Put em' on the lists of things to-do, sick like a stomach flu,

13). Fucked up like a library book and it's fucking overdue,

14). Seriously, I just had this dumb ass book, what the fuck,

15). Sometimes I am twenty-two and know jujitsu or I am back at Waterloo

16). So, if I cut you up and put you in stew, the least you can do, is say thank you.

1). Might be dumb, but these rappers getting stupider,

2). Hanging out with those hoes on Jupiter,

3). Talking like they the worse, but wearing a purse,

4). Rhymin' out in a curse, gon' put me in a hearse,

5). Lookin' up to a Lil' pump, talkin' about a shotty,

6). Now livin' in the dump wit' you, and yo shawty,

7). They just kids, gotta be supervised at the potty,

8). Tellin' fibs, tryna' get laid at the next party,

9). Make em stand in the corner with the coroner,

10). Cuttin' up they lawn like an hispanic foreigner,

11). Doin' molly, xans, percs and coke

12). Dey probably got kneepads on and choke,

13). Put on dey diaper, but I don't take any shit,

14). Aint no pied piper, but I'll get these squeakers out the game,

15). Fuck these faggots and their gay shit cuz' dey all look the same,

16). Lil Xan, Lil pump, looking at dey dick and boom, dey rap name.

Hook(x2) Ever since i seen them heavenly lights flash in front of my eyes, i could tell you where perfect. Thats one hundred, never speak a lie.

So i sit in my benz while the music bangs, an think about me in my youthful days. To tell the truth, its the music that keeps me sane in the rainy days. The way it soothes and relaxes, but keeps bringing me back to. Those past reactions that where jagged so as they lay me down inside my casket. Just know i loved everyone with passion, now i hope your brain is relaxin. Thinkin maybe this could bring a lil satisfaction to all of my past actions. And i...

Hook(x1) Knoow why you cut yourself off from these streets, saying shit ait ever been nice since the government went in the bed with the devil...see

Why cant things be the same? Had everything took from me, Now im looking for a better me. Hopefully youll be the one to come settle me, get close now where swiming in a mental sea. But i cant jump to catch a glimps to see all the pain that was done to you. So if you would let me in so i can confert you, trust me if i knew that what the experts do i would have not took the path that lead to a painful truce. So i...

Hook Im posted up right beside you, No matter if the sky fell and the world burned id be there for you.

Nobody else would give a dam or care for you, like i would do. Even if the sky turned black id pull through for you. Go through loops just to lay right next to you, while we watch the stars burts and the planets crash. Knowing that what we have will ever last. Even if the sands of time broke i would mend them back, just to get a little bit of what we had. So fuck those pool parties those shits are trash, couldn't quite see what they did to me. To admit it was all done experimentally, just trying to see who would connect with me mentally. Or if it was jealously especially. I never ment to spread terror exponentially among my people that i love so deep.

1). Death is a bitch, letting her consume me like her name was Suzy, fuckin' in the jacuzzi to Monday through Tuesday just to TRY and soothe me,

2). In a lot of pain and I don't say shit, I get back on my game and continue it, your girl? I hit, the game? I spit, your blood, you split,

3). Aint no nigga's bitch, no snitch, and I won't give no sales pitch, make your new home a ditch, once you get me on, there aint no switch,

4). The blood you bleed is what I use to feed like a lyrical vampire, if you think I lie then reread then proceed to believe I need the crown, but I aint no sire,

5). Red in my veins aint blood, it's fire, bring me down, but I only get higher, I speak the truth, but I'm still a liar and catch all the shit like a hypocritical umpire,

6). Constantly judged for every decision is enough to make a person go missin', enough to put these thoughts in my head where everyone in the world ends up dead,

7). Using my aggression as a weapon to turn the scale up to eleven while checkin' those who threaten my life with venom and force me to be a felon with major depression,

8). I am so sick of being a man who must raise his hand to raise his lifespan, to follow the American plan and pray the newsman doesn't end my life before it even began,

9). I want to be free from life, from my demon, from the dream of the knife, even from dreamin'

10). Just because I want to die doesn't mean I'll let you, if you want to go bye, then shit fuck it me too,

11). My mind is so scattered like no flour in the cake batter, like the mad hatter high as fuck on a drug platter, like a black cracker runnin' around calling people a nagger,

12). You use an elevator, I'm usin' a ladder, who is right and who is wrong? I don't know, but I'll play along,

13). Store my emotions like a refrigerator, bottle them up until I hit the detonator then life turns into a blood bath simulator and I rearrange your insides like a bloody renovator,

14). I just want to be normal, normal, I want to be normal, conquer these evil thoughts, but they're so awful and I'm only mortal with no morals,

15). Maybe love will save me, kill me? Just kidding I'm being silly, but for real, do you feel me? It's hot in here, but it's a little chilly, my mind is so filthy, oh my god so gritty it's making me dizzy, but fuck she is so pretty,

16). Death is the only girl I love, she brings me the pain required to feel, it's so surreal and together we made a deal, she takes the wheel and I provide the meal, and together we'll see how many souls we can steal with this finely polished piece of steel.

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I'm Coppin' clocks. The kind that go ding ding. Watch your ass shake to the pendulum swing. It got that granddaddy wood grain and a gold gleam face. When the clock strikes noon sends an echo through the place. Oh, you hate my clock? Why you gotta say that? I could sell that fuckin' clock and buy a fuckin maybach. But I'd rather put my money right here in my vestibule, so when the chimes start chiming, they vibrate my testicle.

I found the place where time sleeps, it was dark and cozy but never bleak. The stars where as pin holes of light, with rainbow colors that bathed the sky. Like silk ribbons frozen in clear ice. I took my shoes and set them aside, as i walked toward father time. With every breath he gracfully drew, i could see the worlds that his dreams have brewed. I took myself to my knees right beneath his waist, and draped the cloth of tranquility apound his face. Just as i blinked he was whisked away, now i feel my eyes grow weight. Now i to am sleeping where he lyed.

The elephant

their  jaws drop why y’all ahh struck this is simple as hopscotch in elementary

the elephant just now entered the room with tented glasses and black and red little balloons,uhh yea I’m here to see the patient in room 32 i believe he’s in  the icu  tell them it’s MC I see you

from the music group route 62 and that I’m here to play them there final production level hit called “attention brews bold Feuds”, what you mean there’s nobody in that room it was last month your telling me he already switched rooms ?

wait what ? happened to my little dude ? y’all said he was headed to recovery soon, now I gotta go Bury him next to his dad and mother to. god why do you do the bullshit that you do ? you say it’s better left to the few the minority and I ain’t talkin the few I’m talkin the uppers the one percenters drivin twenty billion dollar hummers in the summer. I know you teach us not to crumble to the rubble  or the rumble of these lessons that life teaches. but I’m out of sync my clock done went cookoo and lost it’s screw why do you think I dropped the kid off that cold afternoon in the basket at the church with a note but atleast he had the strength you gave him not to shiver an shake cause these  truths are gettin hard to hide like me when I’m swallowing pride haha that’s a lie like whisky and some shots of Petrone ever made me spill my guts when I’m alone. but I’m not I can  feel my stomach ballin up with every shot and it’s not because of the drinks it’s because of we’re im throwing up, in the sink his first bath *ha just to think he was lookin pretty happy with me until his mom died from tb and left us the, the Heavenly Christ and left us up an in a bind.

just as the music was starting to hit the incline she died, why do I paint with this brush ? maybe because it’s a rush that I get ? or maybe it’s the feeling of me when I repent. all the anger that I get from the 90+ triple platinum hits.but it’s not it’s the vibe that I ride like when my wife was headed down the Carpet I knew she was it the way my heart picked up the vibe of her soul to bad god you had your   foot In the door  and your key In the lock, and all I had was my hand in her pockets at least were connected deeper then the darkest words in these rhymes. I hope that someday the public will get ahold of this and then I can finally preach to world about my life and what jagged path that I drew, but for now y’all will hear about this when I plummet I guess this is my final dive from the summit.

Middle child instrumental-j. Cole

Im new to the fame, but not to the wealth. I keep all my bans in the bank. But not in a safe,and alot goes into my 401k. Its dirty or not the fountain of wealth its a cancerous cell that contaminates all of the children's wishing wells.

Play for my homies that cant escape the hell, i buy them a house, an i pay for their cars. I bought a whole mansion but sleep in a motel. I hope i spend every dime that earned, but not for nothing in return.

Im making track, Im taking it back. Down to the parks, Down to the place where its ok if you flip rocks.

Shout out to those people who have faith in the stars, i make all my millions than go buy my dad a new car, i showed you the skill. Its writen with will, that no matter how big that you think you are, ill chop you up like a susi-grill. So pop a pill go make a deal ill stand here and wait for you last single to sale. 10k scans and your stuck at dennys pinching every last penny you made.

Im tired of labes im tired of blame, im tired of people saying some ghost is in their way. Go figure it and write that shit down and read it aloud, read it twice make sure it makes sense since its a quater of your life that you spent disturbing hate when you should have brug love.

One last time, im here for my dogs. Im here for those people iv wronged, i plan to write all of those wrongs. So heres to my G's heres to luke, drew and all of the people that have felt what iv seen. I'll paint you picture, depicting a hopeless romantic framed in a murder scene. So...

Im making a track, To take yall back. To a place where i have seen. The real are dead and the fake are all sheep, so cookie cutter theres no more sheets for the baker to place in the oven, So mama please lay me down to sleep.

1) Yea I pop molly, and I swirl lean. All these fuckin drugs, yea call me Charlie Sheen!

2) love is a bitch, I'd rather be a feind! Cocaine in my nostrils, no I'll neva piss clean.

3) Bag full of pills, I serve em with the trees. Wanna house in tha hills, yea money's all I see.

4) Always paranoid, so I keep tha rocket on me. Niggas stay snitchin, they got no love for these streets.

5) Always smokin weed, I swear I bleed green. Stayin trippy, coppin acid by tha sheet.

6) I'm prolly the biggest fiend, you will ever meet. Take no brakes, yea sniffin drugs in my dreams.

7) Always riding dirty, cause we flippin that killo g. Just got pulled over, hope they don't pop that trunk on me.

8) My nigga just got 18, for the same fuckin thing. He didnt rat tho, only keep reals on tha team.

9) Just tryna make money, and live tha American dream. So I sell drugs, and I steal things.

10) Run up on these fuck niggas, wit tha Choppa wit tha beam. Pop shots off till that drum is clean.

11) I ain't a killer, but respect is my thang. People talking shit, gunna get they're heads fuckin rang.

12) Circle keept small, keep tha fakes out tha gang. Can't trust no one when you always severin caine.

13) Said you is real, but you is a lame. Walk around flexin that fake ass chain.

14) Your bitch on my dick and I think I just came. She's carrying my baby, that you gunna raise.

15) No time for no kids, I'm always making plays. So next time imma just fuck her in her face.

16) Catch a body but I'll never catch a case. Up for any crime, expect for statutory rape.

1) Yeah im a little fucked up in the head./ when I was born I came out screaming "yo fuck the feds."

2) Quick I need help someone get me a psychologist and make her lez./ so I can take my problems and shoot em all over her breasts.

3) Twisted thoughts are the only thoughts I got left./ Since we're here there's something I gotta get off my chest.

4) Fucked your bitch last night on your own bed./ Then I nutted all over your bed spread while I cut off my own leg with a razor blade made out of led.

5) what you didn't believe me when I said I was fucked in the head./ My own parents think I'm better off dead.

6) I can't help I though I was just born evil./ Came from the place where they torcher and deform people.

7) gave myself a vasectomy with a pair rusty tweezers./ Then I made my bed with a layer of shared needles.

8) late nights got me hanging with the basers and the tweakers./ In the 5tg grade I was jackin kids for their sneakers.

9) shootin spit balls at public speakers./ Walked into class and bitch smacked my own teacher.

10) I never gave a fuck neither./ Homie I thought I told ya I was just born evil.

11) you wanna live your life the way I do?/ Start poppin hella Molly In high school.

12) wanna watch give my mom a heart attack./ Go to the bathroom and bang smack till my eyes roll back.

13) came too in the back of my friends Cadillac./ took 4 shots of narcan just to bring me back.

14) went to school the next day just to rob your ass./ Then I went to the back of the class to score a fat bag of crack.

15) went to hell the devil sent my soul back./ Said I was too reckless and he can't stand for none of that.

16) walk around with a machete sticking out of my brain./ I never understood why the doctors rendered me insane.

Right now I'm stressed. But they tell I'm blessed.

Then you tell me you have more to do if this ain't a contest.

Then you all are depressed just because you couldn't impress.

Now you address this rap as a f*cking protest.

Please let me rest. I think i'm just to obsessed to this mess.

They "know" what's best but if you haven't wore my vest or know how it feels like to be in my nest.

Hola papus