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Welcome to DP shit
02:28
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2. |
Subdivisions
05:43
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Subdivisions
I wake up, to feel strong
But the life keep gettin me wrong
No medicine for my disease
Even suicide can't solve this
No one can understand me
Another depressive letter do save me
Searchin' for a exit, tell me where is it
Shit, make me wann' kill it
But put a mothafuckin' bullet in my head
But you can't kill me, I was born dead
My message comes with a parental Advisory
Cause your parents don't want you to hear the reality
Or equality, death is on my mind
Where jesus at? Where we can find?
They tryin' to stole your goddam soul
But I came to murder'em, bring the next yo
And will be me, myself and I
With the perfect negative, by my side
Now tell me what the fuck you gonna do
You try murder people from your own crew
You ain't smooth, shit is just terrible
The best depressive thing, makes you feel Incredibel
Serious, shit just got ugly
The end is near so you betta hurry
And I let you to end with my ill feeling
Handjobs ain't no kind of healling
What?
Who said you can judge me?
The words that you said you can only hurt me
I told you was my friend. But you where nobody at the end.
Man I shook, I'm scared to look
To the truth, man I'm just an youth
Who looking for his book/ of rhymes
Surving the times
Breaking the rule 1 2 3 4 5
6 7 8 9 to the ten
I Did have no consigment
A trully fresh men
Maybe he is trully betta
I'm just have the mothafuckin chedda
These beats, these rhymes and this flow
This bullshit that you called show
Girls that you will never give a fuck, kids that plays so tought. Suicide Thoughts that come to your mind. Maybe at the finish I can pull the trigger right. And squeeze, forget about the hollow tips
I just don't want to reminisce....
Fuck all of this.
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Inside a DP shit
06:18
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Inside a DP shit
When I'm on the mic is like I'm breathing
I hate you niggaz pushing on me, cause I ain't leaving
I put some disease on these beats
And you mothafuckas, can't touch this
When I used to be an happy guy
I used to smile to people from the worst side (I)
I admits, I fucking hate this life
I'm bissexual, that never kiss a girl in the life
Fight the melancoly on these real rhymes
My man Pork piss me up, cause he wants a few lines
Yeah nigga, can you wait the fuck out?
I'm still having problems so fuck if you doubt
Running your mouth, running you fucking state
Did I got so make up in my mothafucking face?
As I am a clown or something
I'm so psycho nigga, you are already running
Them niggas? Shit they are bitchies
Gansgtas don't fucking cry, yeah the hit switches
Ayo Pork! You better accept that
With these rhymes right here I make you feel like X
Too fast for you mothafuckas
I don't got love for these hoes or theses bustas
Yeah I saw you running your jewels
But is so fucking generic that I had a dejavu
Pork Rec nigga. We on on this bitch
Because depression cames from a social pression shit
And you love to see a nigga sad
But you so scare of see a nigga mad
I'm fucking getting back, to my own fucking facts
This is more depper than rap
Hip Hop is the sound, sadness is what I put out
And when that shit come to your face I been right there laughing at y'all
I'm feeling, what that's feeling is killing me
Facts that I can't keep kicking in
Cause a child can keep living
Tell me are you listening, are you listening?
Or just ignoring me me.
Okay, I'm a kid. Don't mess it up whore
K I N G liricks got to be so gore
Hit you no more, kick in the door
Cause she just make it a blowjob
It ain't for me, for so hard y'all
What the fuck?
Listen, with the middle school face
Maybe you got 9 years old, yeah, I can say
Fuck you bitch, another day.
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4. |
Love
06:21
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5. |
WDGAF
02:56
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Dazed
03:19
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Unheard-of
02:53
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8. |
Worst
03:32
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9. |
Radio (Interlude)
03:41
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De rolê com Mano Brown
04:32
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11. |
DP tune
03:20
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12. |
Bond
01:46
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Bond
Let me talk
It's time to speak
K I N G tryin to suicide as me
My name is Mr go fuck yourself
I fuckin' hate you
and I fucking hate myself
I am an disgrace, pissed up as usual
I was tryin to kill myself
to watch my own funeral
As an Death Note
I ain't justice
But I fucking hate my life
And y'all people love it
uh
When I die
fuck it I wann go to hell
Cause I'm peace of shit
Ain't hard to fuckin tell
Well
You guys will never understand
I fucked with my life
That's my fucking problem man
Depressive, fuck it
Yes I am
Also, alone
No woman and no mens
Fuck you tight fake game
I hate myself
But hate you at the same
I never had choosed the depression
I was born by a social pression
Like that was an Lethal Injection
Y'all niggas don't know what happen
But all things she said
Now is running trougth my head
But humm.. She is dead
Now is running trougth my head
Yeah
But wow
What the fuck I was suposed to do
I don't likes my life
Should I kill you, fool
And man
Where the fuck is my boo?
That bitch left me
And I fucking hate my school
I fucking hate to stand on my own
I fucking hate that I still alone
Word is bond, son
Did you ever noticed this shit?
Chill the fuck out, bitch!
I fucking hate you..
But I love you
I trow my feeling away
When I choosed you
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13. |
No
01:56
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14. |
Untitled
02:58
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15. |
Dear Pork
01:48
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Dear Pork
Atchum
Flipin' with deuce
Running with the crew
talking with the youth
Niggas don't moove
But still flippin' brew
Moment of truth
Speech and speaks
Tell the law
My people used to hate fists
It's your work? (word)
But ain't done it
In the best way
Ski mask way
Uniting against the worst days
Tell the law
My Uzi wheight a ton
I walk like a warrior
My niggas don't run
There is no fun, Huh?
Pull your gun down, son
I saw 'em doing things
That we've already done
Fuck 'em all
Cause I still got bars
Dropping so hard
That I made a Milky war
So far with these lines
I used to jerk myself
To every photo on the night, aight
They say I'm too hot
I been murder these niggas
on my block
These nigga
don't know how to stop
But I'm too happy now
cause I can grab the glock
And thank god
I was born in eith seven
My grandaddy is a legend
I been on my perfection
I hope you fools choosed to listen
I got your jewels bust it
I been tryin' aigth
so you got to love it
Shits is getting warmer
on the corner
We just have party
and bullshit summer
I been on the best days
Just me and my Nicth
And Inside a DP
can drive us rich
And the 48 states
Can drive us sick
(How?)
Go figure mothafucka
Ever verse is a brick
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