People try to come up, and do the exact same thing as me.... The lyrics aren't the same when reading all the examples of history.... I'm not trying to brag or be very confident in what this is... I just don't get recognition that I deserve for all these things.... We use to share and celebrate all the gifts we had Anymore these days it's hard to even get a free pass.... Laugh and laugh at the expense of other peoples sad fate.. Most of you people make me sick... it isn't just what I had ate... The world is getting colder with my heart combining with the earth.... Seen as dirt... I had to grow...one day I'll be able to show my worth.... 8-29-24. 2:26pm. TripPsyc.
She walked me like a dog Why she own me talking like a God She control my ability to get a job My soul is history my life is to be her dog This not a game We need some privacy she hot I'm the slave booty squash on your face That booty lock in place I'm her seat sit on it I'm her freak That booty I kiss on it Want to see I couldn't sleep This booty takes up space Move me I hate to play The kinky role play Don't beat me this a slow game Chat back 2 back Have to act like a cat I'm out of breath I need air Down for sex I don't need to be scared I'm down for kinky shit She got hicky after I kiss Love facesiting Facelifting How could I breathe with no air I look I only see you up there Need to come up for air I didn't sign up to die My time be up if I don't survive Find myself in cuffs I cry
Whoops not today Like You sure that u don’t wanna hold tight ? Okay Yeah Accrodijg to psychology human beings are very critics ,For they talk with themselves with their own inner feelings Very different things now they want to teach me , I say that please don’t Preach me all your foolish things I don’t wanna hear now so low down your sound all that is round and it’s very over loud So Turn the speaker down I am my own clown So don’t u ever feel proud It is all I say to u now 🦽
I stand at the pinnacle And my pen is full Outlandish, I bet I'll go To France, Japan and then to Rome My stance is that I'll fence a foe With a bat that has tacs attached The suspense, it grows I am the Taz on crack, and it shows A devil of sorts A rebel with swords To settle the score I'll weather the storm Cause I'm tethered to war Forever I'm torn Ever since I was born Eccentric with gore And demented, of course
And demented of course Cerebral's raw The vivid gory ominous thoughts Always come back like the chains of a saw( vrinn, vrinn) Mask brings in the gore Leatherface bringing the massacre in Texas with his chainsaw
I want to kill myself But god save me Thought i be living by myself But god raise me I lost in the streets though why would i stay with everybody else God changed me Why should I forgive everybody else Sucks not here to play me Im not here to give you the Free car You obey my rules You break em That's three stars If you don't play by my rules I was never your sweet heart You don't get to change them Im the head of the table No matter what you said you wasn't available Im taking over Them girls are golddigger Won't be playing god soldiers I was done with them slow niggas Im staying with mom till im complete my sober game level Saved by God I defeated the devil it's over i changed my schedule I'm off to paint my mom house Collecting the Cash I earn It was off the chain god around To protect us from getting attacked by devil goon's they be scattered all over the place I feel better after I get confused be on street with the attacker release on bail god soldier order changes to the city My mom shoulder hurts all the time all night I answered god prayers God ship the medicine mom shoulder work fine God is my law in life
I want some payback But not back pay Hack tracks, slay Act the exact same As a gat with attached aim And blast through the damn pain Even if you're trapped in a latched cage Outlap the opposition even if you lack faith Stand tall even if your back breaks And that may Fill you with the confidence to know you can't keep ahold of yourself if you act like a cracked vase
These demons Are feeding Tis the season To find Something to believe in Lord knows That I need it I feel so defeated Life's a bitch And I kneed it Landed a blow Grew conceited And now the roots of evil Are even In the cracks Of my foundation I found nothing To be changing In the depths of my hell A place I've been for as long as I can tell
Yooo, Wsp. Havnt checked out any of your shi in awhile. I love the drums on this beat it has a nice vibe to it. Also the chords on the piano are cool. They give a mysterious sound to the song and the rest of the instruments in the song go so well together
I'm poetic when I said it... Even if I never meant it... All these rappers trying to learn my flow... it's getting kind of pathetic.... Read it... then they try to repeat what they see... just shred it... Using apps to learn syllables instead of breaking down words to be feelable.... Not fillable making my own words to be descriptive... These people keep trying to be vindictive realistic... I appreciate what you do, just keep my style to yourself.... If you want to be somebody great decide to be somebody else..... I am who I am for reasons you can't ever be too.... I'm the only one that's me, and I'm the only one not trying to be you..... 8-25-24. 12:36pm. TripPsyc.
Money funds all the things that we do.... They want the pay back from time I spent on you... Forcing different feeds to feed more to the neglected... Everytime I find a good beat I go in the comments and wreck it.... Contested, congested.... these words are always protected.... The dictionaries are in danger, can we come together to be elected... Effected the way life is handled... without a say.... Corrected..... I had enough of this petty talk from teddy mocks.... Petting rocks..... I wouldn't be kicking if they listened back when it was considered rock.... Stop. Make sure the period is there to end the phrase.... pop...... Soda told ya the keys to unlock the box.... Were in the pot.... Now we have warmers to warn them of the warner Brothers plot... Kidding isn't fibbing they've been cutting ribbons a lot... Well psyc studios is back to fax the facts to the missing ops...... 8-25-24. 11:51am. TripPsyc.
Yeah okay My mind sometimes get full with this criminal thoughts It comes with some criminal plots In the story which I ever begin For to find the answers of my liminal words of my own 🗡️sword That begins to flock like all the sheep’s are herding for ..
My study done this life I'm lucky that I won tonight Don't trust me don't be dumb that's your strike Your attitude play a role My actions stay cold Don't be keeping me in a loop Why should I be sleeping on the truth My mind playing a game I still playing the dream Eyes couldn't blink I'm saving the game My moma frustration got in my way I have no interruption All the drama I lost concentration I get blocked by fakes Three trauma God walk me in a invasion The storm comes I rain in your village I'm back to be a God I'm Born to run Sorry I hate to be in your feelings That was my job The party over son I take the pain away Before I start killing I'm hardly sober look what God done he changed my pain it's all was a Play Record what you watch so far you just chilling Watch a crazy movie with the family My eyes locked on the booty what is happening My mind don't stop I'm off duty work so hard damage me I was sad In my previous life It gets bad when I'm in a mysterious fight God brings us on earth to not make a mistake Cops break us thought the bond between us didn't work
