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Inside a DP shit

by Pork & King

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Subdivisions 05:43
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 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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Love 06:21
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WDGAF 02:56
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Dazed 03:19
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Unheard-of 02:53
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Worst 03:32
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DP tune 03:20
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Bond 01:46
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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No 01:56
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Untitled 02:58
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Dear Pork 01:48
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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released June 1, 2015

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