i never fukced wayne i never fukced drake

"im the dreamcatcher but nothing but nightmares i caught"

there are a lot of good lines in that one. the culmination at the end is great

Favorite song ever, I think

"If I ever had anything to offer

I'm sure you would have owned it somehow by now.

And if somehow I ever hurt you

You must have deserved it by now"

Mishka gets me"

God you're so beautiful it's like you're f*ckin' deformed
I can't bare to stare at your perfect body anymore
I've taken too much, still I can't get enough
You're so pretty, I feel like sh*t, can I use your toothbrush?
You touch my heart and you might touch my skull

that album and especially the movie about him's worth watching even if you don't particularly like that kind of music. he talks about living through a two story jump he made on compulsion, sniffing glue and getting his head fried on his parents' orders in electroshock therapy

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eVSYjxYEOto&index=5&list=PLWGkQMsZKJBaepWqsTn3sa26fztrPP3TB "we've all got holes to fill, them holes are all that's real, some fall on you like a storm, sometimes you dig your own"

'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life
Try to make ends meet
You're a slave to money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
where all the veins meet yeah,
No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
But I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no

"There's a girl with
A flower pot
Full of dirt and bullet shells
She puts it by her window
Gives it sunlight
Restores its health
After a month or two
The shells start to grow
Into branches of barbed wire
They spread across the walls
The windows and the floors
And their grip
Never tires"

'Cause I may be bad but I'm perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones,
But chains and whips excite me

Suckers stay talking on them Internet comments
Mad cause I'm most wanted like Osama
Please bitch, you haters don't got no felonies
Young BasedGod flex 10 armed robberies
Young BasedGod been breaking and entering
Young BasedGod ride hot when you bought it
30 on my dick on that court like Spalding
Bitches suck my dick because I look like JK Rowling

Soluciones says

thread 85000

Do you believe in numerology? If you do, you're an idiot.

Those are some lyrics I wrote.

thread 85000

I'm an old testament type of guy
I like my coffee black, and my parole denied

Ashiya says

Christ, we're a depressing bunch.

I can be depressing or wrathful, those are my only two moods.

Wow Mariah, didn't expect you to go balls out
B*tch, shut the f*ck up 'fore I put all them phone calls out
You made to my house when you was Wild'n Out before Nick
When you was on my d*ck and give you something to smile about
How many times you fly to my house, still trying to count
Better shut your lying mouth if you don't want Nick finding out
You probably think cause it's been so long
If I had something on you I woulda did it by now
Oh on the contrary, Mary Poppins
I'm mixing our studio session down
And sending it to mastering to make it loud
Enough dirt on you to murder you
This is what the f*ck I do
Mariah it ever occur to you
That I still have pictures
However you prefer to do

biotch p*ssy smell like a penguin
Wouldn't hit that with my worst enemy's pen*s
Biotch when I say this I mean this: Ho, I'm the meanest
D*ck so big, stretch from Earth to Venus
That molly got me nauseous, aw , no off switch
Lawless, obnoxious, on that "suck my c*ck" sh*t
That is my synopsis, ostrich posh sh*t
Hoes on some goth sh*t, stop it! You not this!

Christ, we're a depressing bunch.

Hush now creature, dry your eyes
I know a place where a body can hide
Oh, I know a place where a body can hide

Last time I saw you, our table was bare
If you hurry & join me, I will lead you there
Oh, sink beneath the water, sink in to the deep
In a pond just off the road that feeds this muddy creek
Oh, in a pond just off the road that feeds this muddy creek

Though my days are over
You know where I'll be
Swim that lost river to me

Though my days are done
The waters will always run
Swim that lost river to me

that's the best murder by death album

Oh, grief, are you as me?
Leaving teeth buried in your enemies?
We won't be broken
Theres no curse we haven't spoken
There is no oath, there is no spell
To deliver us, so help

Cut me loose, I wish you well
No oath, no spell…
No prayer & no hell but the one we made.

I want to swim away but don't know how
Sometimes it feels just like I'm falling in the ocean
Let the waves up, take me down
Let the hurricane set in motion
Let the pain of what I feel right now come down
Let the rain come down

Burgers says

F.UK YA B1TCH AND THE CLIQUE YA CLAIM

WESTSIDE WHEN WE RIDE COME EQUIPPED WITH GAME

F.UK YA B1TCH AND THE CLIQUE YA CLAIM

The car is on fire, and there's no driver at the wheel
And the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides
And a dark wind blows

The government is corrupt
And we're on so many drugs
With the radio on and the curtains drawn

We're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
And the machine is bleeding to death

The sun has fallen down
And the billboards are all leering
And the flags are all dead at the top of their poles

It went like this:

The buildings tumbled in on themselves
Mothers clutching babies
Picked through the rubble
And pulled out their hair

The skyline was beautiful on fire
All twisted metal stretching upwards
Everything washed in a thin orange haze

I said, "Kiss me, you're beautiful -
These are truly the last days"

You grabbed my hand
And we fell into it
Like a daydream
Or a fever

We woke up one morning and fell a little further down
For sure it's the valley of death

I open up my wallet
And it's full of blood