1. |
Shake Junt
02:56
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First things first, I'ma set the record straight
I don't feel no love, I don't feel no hate
I can't fight no more, I don't even feel pain
All I do is sit and weep in the Memphis rain
Sitting back, getting my dick sucked
Getting my shake junt
Back, getting my dick sucked
Getting my dick, shake junt
Try a million times but bitches never change
They lie a billion times and say it to your face
Love ain't shit it's just a momentary place but
They give the momentary pleasure during my shake junt
Sitting back, getting my dick sucked
Getting my shake junt
Back, getting my dick sucked
Getting my dick, shake junt
Back that ass up on me
Call my boys, get hit with the milli
Stupid ass bitch, go dumb go silly
I don't fuck around, that's me on me
But I fuck with myself, that's really on really
Fuck you cunt you won't wanna make me die
That's what you want, I can see it with my eyes
You lost me, you lost him, then another
You a fucking ass hoe and you can fuck with my brothers
Fuck that, I don't fuck with you
Nah, fuck that
Sitting back, getting my dick sucked
Getting my shake junt
Back, getting my dick sucked
Getting my dick, shake junt
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2. |
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Hands up
This a dangerous city you in boy
And no I'm not talking about gangs, no bloods no crips, none of that
It's the pigs you gotta worry about, they wanna see you dead
Don't become another statistic, ride with us
What city you from ho
Don't you think I'm playing though
This is my city
Fucking pricks and I'm about to blow
Sidelines, bitches picking and choosing sides
Can't even see the looming menace in front of they eyes
Surprise, it's a war against unity
And the only ones who control it don't want us to be free
We can talk about bitches sucking dick
Homies smoking dope or pedalling smack
But it distracts us from the matter at hand
The fucking pussies running everything like they own this land
They don't
Are you ready for the topic at hand
Are you ready to die
What city you from ho
Don't you think I'm playing though
This is my city
Fucking pricks and I'm about to blow
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3. |
Death Waiting
03:50
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Pop another couple pills, drop a couple bills
Lay my life to waste so I just think about drugs in the night
Supersonic speed, I'm flying face-first into hell
And I can't see anything but your face in the well
Oh well
Maybe I just gotta let it go, I don't know
If you change your mind let me know
I'll be on the bridge waiting for my time to go
Death is waiting but I don't fuck with him
My chances of living are nigh to slim
Lately I've been reasoning with myself
Therapy said I can't kill myself or anybody else
Fuck that, I know I can't change the past
But I'll let myself go if this moment could last
I just hope you get this message
Let's face it, you won't, so I'll take the liberty upon my own
Slice myself up in my own damn home, so what
A put a ration of sanity in my head so I can sleep in the night
It didn't work so I shot myself up with some drugs and I went out like a light
If you change your mind hit me up and I'll probably deny the call
I'll be on the bridge for my time to go
Death is waiting but I don't fuck with him
My chances of living are nigh to slim
Let me get a second cause I like it by myself
Just to realise what I'm doing to myself
Can't look back, I'm shooting for the stars
I'll be gunning at myself today or next march
I just like the taste of the blood in my mouth
Mixes really well with the shit I'm drinking now
Flash back to a better time when everything went right
Now I remember you was the cause of the fight
Death is waiting but I don't fuck with him
My chances of living are nigh to slim
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I got something to say to you
But my pussy ass message probably won't make it through
I be doubling down on ruining my life
You don't care, bitch you made my heart bump in the night
Fuck what you think, I won't back down
I made it this far now I'm in my own ghost town
Lately I been thinking about taking my life
After that call, after that night
Yeah, life goes on
Smoke up
Just another motherfucker dead, just a fucker dead
Just another motherfucker dead, shot him in his back
This is the end of the line
I don't fuck with you, bitch I've had enough
Pour a couple pills in my solo cup
Just to wash away the pain but it never lasts
If you cared enough to cry, you would care enough to ask
Yeah, life goes on
Smoke up
Just another motherfucker dead, just a fucker dead
Just another motherfucker dead, shot him in his back
I been saying prayers but it never works
Who the fuck is god, he's a fucking whore
Gave me everything but still I leak and falter
Like a broken machine except the red colour
Pour a couple pills in my cup, pour a couple pills
Pour a couple pills in my cup so I can't feel the pain
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[Exy]
This song is dedicated to [censored]
I'm so sick of life tossing me around
This isn't what I really want, not what I'm about
Snap back, flashback now I'm living in another mound
Of guilt and I'm tapping out
My heart is so broken but I carry on
Just the weight of this pain could push me overboard
I'm such a whore for the
Lies that you tell me, the heartache you give me
And I cannot step back and think about how it might hurt if you fucked me again
But I love it
[Gabe]
The indication of initiation into freedom
Replicates the key to see beyond the heaven's gates
I'm a sociopathic antifogmatic spiritualistic optokinetic God of self, a master of my fate
Not afraid of dying young, or old enough to hate my life, I'm not alive enough to turn the starter
Start, ignition, drive
Driving mad and accelerating over the cliffs above the ocean
Waiting for the tide to eat away at all the crust
You eat only middle brownies, you are someone that I cannot trust to care about me or my family
Apologies if energy from former enemies is something like a venom, these are things that cannot change
Cutting all of the extremities to muster up adrenaline is something that I'm used to doing
But blood's chump change
FUCK YOUR FEELINGS CAUSE FUCK MY WEEPING, RIGHT?
[Exy]
I'm so sick of life tossing me around
This isn't what I really want, not what I'm about
Snap back, flashback now I'm living in another mound
Of guilt and I'm tapping out
When I take a trip to hell and back I'll let you know
If the fire in the air feels like the Louis snow
It's probably a little better there
Except the gunshots and the drugs and the frigid air
And I'll probably miss you [censored]
[Gabe]
Bitch city, so shitty
Crying on and on
Need some vacation fun
Vacation fun, come on
[Exy]
No, I won't take it no
Came too far now my back is on the wall
Slipping, now I'm slipping think I'm about to fucking fall
Then I look up and see you I recall
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6. |
Meltdown
02:47
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You was just a chickenhead
Yeah I knew that you was just a
You was just a chickenhead
Choking on a homie's dick
I'm so fucking unhinged
But I don't cut myself anymore, fuck that shit
Tired of crying and whining about my past
My 20s gonna leave so I better make it last
Life moves fast
Or so they say, slide a bullet in the clip and shoot my ass
Cause I never really wanted to be present on this earth anyway
Okay
Strip the skin off my bones, watch me melt away
Fuck with the night, I don't fuck with the light of day
Strip the skin off my bones, watch me melt away
Fuck with the night, I don't fuck with the light of day
666 watch the bodies fall in pits
As I take another step to the side of suicide, fuck my regrets
If I was about to die I would have two last words to say
I would draw the longest fuck you that I've said in my days
Strip the skin off my bones, watch me melt away
Fuck with the night, I don't fuck with the light of day
Strip the skin off my bones, watch me melt away
Fuck with the night, I don't fuck with the light of day
You was just a chicken head riding in the back of my car with your legs spread
Ready just to take another sucker's dick and claim it for your own
Well I got some news for you, he's gonna leave you in a month too
You was just a chicken head riding in the back of my car with your soul dead
Fucking with another motherfucker who bought into all your lies
Leaving everybody in the rubble of your life
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[Exy]
I'll tell the fucking pigs what I fucking think
With a boot between my chin and my neck
I'll tell the fucking pigs what I fucking think
With a boot between my chin and my neck
[Gabe]
Can't fuck with the fake-ass faith
Don't invite me to your house, or your mother's not safe
Punk bitch need new daddy and mommy need that D her husband's a tad bit last month's fad
Can't get on my level or fuck with the devil
Cover the mark of the beast
But the beast will feast on the blood in the breeze
I need one more reason to die, why? Cause
[Exy]
Fuck twelve, fuck twelve, fuck twelve, fuck twelve
All my homies fucking with 666
Fuck twelve, fuck twelve, fuck twelve, fuck twelve
All my homies fucking with 666
[Gabe]
Cat box
Schrodinger's coat with some fat rocks
Safe isn't safe 'til the gat cocks
Gimme the key to the padlock
Scritchin' your skin with the cracktalk
Diggin' for gold with a mattock
Bitch throws it back gives you nad shocks
Zip up when her dad knocks
[Exy]
I'll tell the fucking pigs what I fucking think
With a boot between my chin and my neck
I'll tell the fucking pigs what I fucking think
With a boot between my chin and my neck
Hands up, they shoot that comes as no surprise
All they really wanted was to keep you all in line
This an animal farm and you reaping all the benefits
Our fathers laid out for us, now don't you feel grateful for it
Can't move, can't breathe, they don't give a fuck
Knee on our necks, you black well you're out of luck
Crying at the funerals of all the boys they killed
Bitch, if you care take cyanide
Fuck twelve, fuck twelve, fuck twelve, fuck twelve
All my homies fucking with 666
Fuck twelve, fuck twelve, fuck twelve, fuck twelve
All my homies fucking with 666
Right, give ya boy a ride in the back of your cruiser bitch
I'm sick of all this playing I don't wanna fall back
Lemme get a taste of how it feels to be attacked
Bitch, I dare you, try to take my city and my brothers
Soon we'll be sending a word to your mother
Then we'll see who's crying over they dead son
Fuck twelve, fuck twelve, fuck twelve, fuck twelve
All my homies fucking with 666
Fuck twelve, fuck twelve, fuck twelve, fuck twelve
All my homies fucking with 666
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8. |
Youngandnearlydead
03:36
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Raindrops falling on my left side
Teardrops falling on my right
I don't fuck with death but he follows me
Bitch better prepare for a fight
Something years old, know my life ain't gonna last
While I'm wasting all my time away, thinking about the past
The olden golden days when I wasn't broken
Hoping and examinating all of the clues in between all of the cracks
To find out if there's any hope for me in this fucking place
Okay
Death is waiting but I don't fuck with him
My chances of living are nigh to slim
Raindrops falling on my left side
Teardrops falling on my right
I don't fuck with death but he follows me
Bitch better prepare for a fight
Never too young to die
But I'm on my way anyway
Not a nihilist, or a satanist
But I like to play my part in posing for the edgy pricks
With their pumped up kicks
Drinking and smoking, I'm a fucking role model
Can't wait to get big so more fuckers be like me
And die early, we'll see
Death is waiting but I don't fuck with him
My chances of living are nigh to slim
Raindrops falling on my left side
Teardrops falling on my right
I be fucking with the dark light
Call me the dark knight
Cuz I be the hiding-in-the-shadowiest motherfucker you done ever seen
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9. |
Crew on NASDAQ
03:01
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My crew on NASDAQ
We fucking with the fat stacks
Push butter onto bread and watch me light up then I pass that
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the flashy shit
I'm on the nasty shit
Fuck with triple 6 point 66
Not running into hell without a gun
Best go tell your bitch to run
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the
My crew on NASDAQ
We fucking with the fat stacks
Push butter onto bread and watch me light up then I pass that
Leave it to the pricks who watching stocks all of their time
Putting away their bread and butter for another day, we'll watch them pay
You think you're invisible
All my life, earning dimes and pennies
While you sit up there, numbers do you fair
Bitch, we see you
My crew on NASDAQ
We fucking with the fat stacks
Push butter onto bread and watch me light up then I pass that
Ayo, everyone in St. Louis finna go to hell
You already know
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the flashy shit
I'm on the nasty shit
Fuck with triple 6 point 66
Not running into hell without a gun
Best go tell your bitch to run
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the NASDAQ
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10. |
1999
03:11
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Hold me back, I'm about to fuck it up
Bring it back, now watch me turn it up
Hold me back, I'm about to fuck it up
Bring it back, now watch me turn it up
1999 that's a year away from hell
Oh well, might just cast a spell
Release me from the ringing of the church bells
Hold me back, I'm about to fuck it up
Bring it back, now watch me turn it up
Hold me back, I'm about to fuck it up
Bring it back, now watch me turn it up
Riding in the back seat, feet up,
Feed a bitch to my ego so I feel a little neat-o
Needle, and I keep it tucked neatly and discretely
When I need to get a little bleed on
Freedom, is a word I don't use
Cuz I'm shackled to the drugs every night that I abuse
Hold me back, I'm about to fuck it up
Now watch me turn it up
1999 that's a year away from hell
Oh well, might just cast a spell
Release me from the ringing of the church bells
Hold me back, I'm about to fuck it up
Bring it back, now watch me turn it up
Hold me back, I'm about to fuck it up
Bring it back, now watch me turn it up
Death is waiting in the corridor
Fuck what he thinks I will keep moving on
And it's on, this a race to see who dies first
I'm sick of leaving everything behind me
Just wanna rip out the demons inside me
1999 that's a year away from hell
Oh well, might just cast a spell
Release me from the ringing of the church bells
Hold me back, I'm about to fuck it up
Bring it back, now watch me turn it up
Hold me back, I'm about to fuck it up
Bring it back, now watch me turn it up
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11. |
Vexorcist
04:00
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I'm on my way to die, don't stop me in my tracks
I don't cry anymore but I really don't mind if I went back
To being a kid again, everybody called me bright
Until I did my own thing, guess they wasn't really right
I was never cut out for the heartache and the pain
Of living in a box made out for me
What's the universe without a u
It'll move on without me or you just face that fact
I just wish that I could maybe rewind it back
On my way to die
Sweet suicide
Made my life
Out of regrets and broken promises
Medicine jocking my mind so I stay up and self-medicate
While I hate on myself and berate my own fate just for being alive
I strive to make something great of myself but it's harder than ever
Now that I have nothing to lose I got nothing to gain
Cuz I forgot what loss feels like
Let me feel again
Bring it back to me
I'm not prepared to die
Let me get a taste of the good life before I go
Out with a bang or a slice of the knife
All I ever known was strife
Like anybody cares
Crying for attention with conviction like I give a fuck
Bitch I don't give a fuck
Crazy fucking radical and posing for an article
About how music causes violence
Bitch your system causes violence, who the fuck would want to live
In a place where praising greed and ignorance comes natural
And all you fucking numbskulls eat it up
Call a fucking exorcist
Everybody's vexing me out
Think you're better than the rest
Bitch I've had enough
On my way to die
Sweet suicide
Made my life
Out of regrets and broken promises
I was never cut out for the heartache and the pain
Of living in a box made out for me
What's the universe without a u
It'll move on without me or you just face that fact
I just wish that I could maybe rewind it back
On my way to die
Sweet suicide
Made my life
Out of regrets and broken promises
Call a fucking exorcist
Everybody's vexing me out
Think you're better than the rest
Bitch I've had enough
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[Exy]
I'd let you have your way with me
Fate I'm reaching out, you see
Brother don't feel so good
Brother don't feel like he should
Please give brother a break
Got this feeling I can't shake
Like I'm about to die one of these days
[Gabe]
Might be depressed
Lackadaisical
City stress
Is so industrial
I'm such a whore; I love it
That's why I'm such a good boy
For never leaving, somethin's keepin' me loyal
[Exy]
October winds can't erase my sin
There's something in my skin
I gotta reach in
Pull it out
Pull it out of me
I gotta reach in and
Pull out the needles in my skin and watch it bleed out
Then I fucking scream, that's me and my loud mouth
Remember where I am and what this city is I'm fucking with
East St. Louis, where these dark shadows fucking been
Slow, back it up, then I'm gone
Out the door, on the floor, give me more
Shoot me up and pass out
Take it slow, fuck it up, light it up
Slam another drink down, pills down the sink
Now I'm really fucked
[Gabe]
Time to wake up
From this bad dream
Hallucinatin' shit
Fabric of reality's breakin' at the seams
So I bide my time
And I keep my space
From things that made me happy and then spat in my face
Vicious cycle's got me out on the town
Had to take care of myself when my dad wasn't around
This place gets perpetually cold and shit
But I can't say I'm fed up with it
All's well, all's well
[Exy]
October winds can't erase my sin
There's something in my skin
I gotta reach in
Pull it out
Pull it out of me
I gotta reach in and
Pull out the needles in my skin and watch it bleed out
Then I fucking scream, that's me and my loud mouth
Remember where I am and what this city is I'm fucking with
East St. Louis, where these dark shadows fucking been
Slow, back it up, then I'm gone
Out the door, on the floor, give me more
Shoot me up and pass out
Take it slow, fuck it up, light it up
Slam another drink down, pills down the sink
Now I'm really fucked
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