Let's get tipsy Let's act like gypsies Let's fuckin pound let the 40s hit the ground Sour apple Fourloko That sidewalk slam puts us in a grapple

hay memorias que me ponen tan triste como las veces qué tu me dijiste qué yo sólo soy un alcohólico que siempre voy a ser un adicto y nunca tratan de entender las razones porque se siente que tenemos nada de perder. está es la última vez que nos ven como desgracia // no quería quedarme aquí aveces mejor me quería morir los estados unidos pero bien divididos que lindo destino NO M(A)M(E)S!! no quería alejarme de ti yo solamente me odiaba a mi entonces lejos yo me fui pero tuve qué regresar porqué aquí te tengo a ti

how will i ever make myself feel better when I know that you're no longer going to be around? well then whatever because you're such an upsetter and this time I won't be there when your tears hit the ground running around this stolen country it's funny when I'm on the streets it seems that I have more money if I was to hop an EBD I wouldn't miss you honey so don't call me on my phone for I don't love you anymore

In my time of being I have come to realize that I never really wanted to die I just wanted to see what it was like to be alive because I was buried 6 ft on the inside now I have to get used to this beautiful life

good ink drips through this blank piece of paper that appears to look as blank as my face and im into feeling as if I'm in the right pace like always but right now I'm feeling like if im just stuck writing on the wrong page I want to be like a little baby snow leopard again oh shit nevermind I don't feel like being kind enough to rewind and the hands of mictlantecuhtli always seem to amuse me so damn profusely that I can't even imagine when I would recite a rhyme And so this world will just keep on moving there's nothing we can do and that's the way that it'll go so then I grabbed the pen and a blank piece of paper and I wrote this shity song about how it made me feel and the good ink dripped through that blank piece of paper that appeared to look as blank as my face and I was into feeling as if I was on the right pace like always but it only felt like if I was just stuck writing on the wrong page

Lo-Fi Hi-Fi I wasn't cool with Wi-Fi because I heard those waves are bad for the bees and birds and they should be flying not randomly dying the Millennium Falcon takes a turn for the worse your Millennium Falcon takes a turn for the worst y'alls Bibles keep saying I'm simple so then I grab a utensil and I carve down a few things that I feel need work it's not just me though it's more like the whole globe everybody has their own roots to stick in the dirt yeah everybody has their own roots to stick in the dirt and those branches won't stretch if the roots don't get wet I swear sometimes we'll take anything for granted and we don't hear tonantzins screams yeah some people won't believe what they don't see In my next life I'm not trying to come back to this planet in the afterlife I'm not coming back to this planet when I die I'm not coming back to this planet I'm not coming back to this planet

It's sad that we have kids on the Block's shaving their heads and throwing the hail Hitler up whether it's a fucking joke or not we've had enough Uncle Ruckus vendidxs So it's sad that we have our own people thinking it's okay to display such thing and call it art THEY CALL IT ART

Se oyen las sirenas Ahí viene la policía joden joden en las calles cada día no puedes defenderte ni tirarles un Trancazo te pueden quitar la vida con sólo un balazo sudando sangrando golpe tras golpe te ponen una chinga y te meten en el bote la policía es racista toda la policía es terrorista ASI SON FUCKING PIGS Así es la policía Es Una Pandilla y todos los días en las calles Asesinan siguen la matanza con impunidad y por eso digo que tenemos que organizar la comunidad defender y luchar contra el sistema racista racista machista y capitalista pinche policía asesinos !!Ya basta!!

I done thrown in my two cents and they both landed on heads and now I'm not sure what to do next because that's literally all that I had left And I'm so extra and ridiculous I'm so fucking rude and inconsiderate and when I drink I'm loud and belligerent I'm just like all of those other garbage men My train of thought is all over the place then I get stuck and it's like my eyes refuse to bIink don't get high or drunk I get sober reverse a verse and maybe do it twice when I think Hard pills to swallow imma take the whole bottle hard pills to swallow then imma need another bottle

(do your own rendition he said. and I was like) I clown around to hide the fact that on the inside im always sad and I don't even get surprised I don't need to realize and I walk my bike so I don't get a DUI I don't live a life of crime oh but I find a truth in THC and booze sometimes it feels I have nothing to lose My will to live leaves then comes back multiple times a week Monday through Friday on dope sick or hungover I guess that's how I like it to be sometimes I dream of coming up most times and usually come down I'm sorry if I made you sad homie I didn't mean to make you frown In the city of Fontana I hate the stupid town and I fucking hate the police but they're always around and I hate the way I feel but that's usually my fault and I hate the way the Cities buff graffiti from the walls im psychotic depressed and a bunch of other stuff but I won't go see a therapist because it's hard to give a fuck and everybody around me thinks I'm yelling but this is the way I talk and everyone's concerned but I don't know what to do oh but I find the truth in THC and booze sometimes I feel like I have nothing to lose nothing to lose

If life was like an Etch-a-Sketch I'd shake it all up and start over again

I get so sad that we got mad cuz we got treated so bad and I've been looking for new ways to show you how I'm sorry that things got that way and I know I played my parts for things getting that way I know there's nothing much that I can do to ever fully make it up to you and it's not that I want things to be brand-new I just hate the way you make it so damn hard for me to reach you but I'll be here and I'm good at patiently waiting and you know how to find me for when you're ready because I think about you all of the time and I know that you think about me too I get so sad that we got mad cuz you got treated so bad cuz I got treated so bad cuz we got treated so bad

(👹👹👹👹) I wrote this song with a black fine point sharpie, it's not about the stench it's more about an art thing do I need to shoot an arrow through the atmosphere to get my point across? It's not a new thing to say that when we wake up everyday is like a motherfuckin miracle but then there's those times that we forget to love ourselves, we even forget how to pray. I'ma try and I'ma try and imma try even harder to be the best me that I have ever been because I've been having the hardest time loving me Its like I been sleeping all day but I'm still feeling tired and its been such a long time that I felt this inspired it's like when you have all of the weed but you can't find the lighter or do I need to shoot an arrow to the atmosphere just to get my point across? it's not a new thing to say that when we wake up everyday it's like a motherfukin miracle but then theres those times that we forget to love ourselves we even forgetting how to pray. Imma try and Imma try and Imma try even harder to be the best me that I have ever been after all most of the things that I do are from me. do I need to shoot an arrow? it's not a new thing to say that when we wake up everyday it's like a motherfuking miracle but then there's times where we forget to love ourselves we even forget how to pray with them and try and try and Imma try even harder to be the best me that I have ever been cuz I been having the hardest time loving me loving me loving me loving me 👹💀