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Paroles : Twilight radio // episode: I
Good evening everyone, this is shinigami
And you're tuned in to twilight radio
Light up a fat bluntski, kick back, relax, and enjoy the sounds of the infinite
I really hope you enjoy what I've put together for all of you tonight
And without any further delay, let's get right into tonight's show
[fatality]:
(sample)
Bye bye d**khead! haha
[ego death]:
(sample)
I'm not going to hell alone! I'm taking you with me
(Verse: Biggie Smalls)
When I die, f**k it, I wanna go to hell
'Cause I'm a piece of sh*t, it ain't hard to f**kin' tell
It don't make sense, goin' to heaven with the goodie-goodies
Dressed in white, I like black Timbs and black hoodies
God'll prob'ly have me on some real strict sh*t
No sleepin' all day, no gettin' my d**k licked
Hangin' with the goodie-goodies, loungin' in paradise
f**k that sh*t, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice
All my life I been considered as the worst
Lyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purse
Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion
I know my mother wish she got a f**kin' abortion
She don't even love me like she did when I was younger
Suckin' on her chest just to stop my f**kin' hunger
I wonder, if I died, would tears come to her eyes?
Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies
My baby mother's eight months, her little sister's two
Who's to blame for both of them?
I swear to God I want to just slit my wrists and end this bullsh*t
Throw the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull sh*t
And squeeze until the bed's completely red
I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless f**kin' buddha head
The stress is buildin' up, I can't— I can't believe
Suicide's on my f**kin' mind, I wanna leave
I swear to God I feel like death is f**kin' callin' me
But nah, you wouldn't understand
You see it's kinda like the crack did to Pookie in New Jack
Except when I cross over, there ain't no comin' back
Should I die on the train track like Ramo in Beat Street
People at the funeral frontin' like they miss me
My baby mama kiss me, but she glad I'm gone
She know me and her sister had somethin' goin' on
I reach my peak, I can't speak
Call my n***a Chic, tell him that my will is weak
I'm sick of n***as lyin', I'm sick of b*t*hes hawkin'
Matter of fact, I'm sick of talkin'
(intro)
I don't even
I don't even f**king rap, um
(chorus)
Take this breathe
Up in your chest
Think less about death
Or you'll decay with the rest
(2x)
(verse 1)
Ghost in the flesh
It seems like I'm already dead but
Wake up in my bed
It seems like it was in my head, what (wel)
You see, its funny how it goes
Feeling like the f**king sh*t
Next day you're running out of hope, and
I know this sh*t is nothing but a dream
Admittedly I play the part
Like I'm an actor in the scene
Now its R.I.P
I D I E
Puffing like I'm B.I.G
Smoke in the breeze, ayy
5 stars on me
Like this sh*t was vice city, b*t*h
Bad b*t*h on me
Damn you got some nice titties b*t*h
Hunnid on my slit, slit it quick
Grab the 50 clip
Before they grab the zip
Here it click, haven't seen me since
Well
(chorus)
Take this breathe
Up in your chest
Think less about death
Or you'll decay with the rest (god damn, yuh)
(2x)
(verse 2)
Ayy
I'm tony soprano
With the motherf**king tommy
Like yagami, got a death
That's why they call me shinigami
Spanish b*t*h just hit my phone up
When I piped her, called her mami
When I dip out in the night
They were calling out for Gianni like
Damn that was a mouthful
I'm hoping that I'll leave a legacy
But I'm doubtful
That I'll live past the age of 27
f**k heaven
I'd rather slit my f**king throat
Than be a f**king blessing, yuh
I feel like Trunks when
I finish busting uppercuts
Smoking on the pack
And leave you slumped off the money blunts
Turn into a phantom
Like my name was Danny
Going ghos when I'm off the dope
These blunts come in handy
(outro)
I'd rather slit my f**king throat
Than be a f**king blessing
(8x)
Yuh
(chorus)
If these dreams don't work out that's a shame
I'll be waiting by the planter as it fills with rain
Forever I'm viewed in a different way
The boy with a ride that never came
(2x)
(instrumental)
(sample)
Hey pinky, I got an idea. Look at me
Well that uh about wraps up tonight's show
Um, I hope you guys enjoyed it
And I hope I can find you guys tuning in to the next episode of twilight radio
Um remember:
This world is a simulation, the existence is nothing but an illusion, and everything you've been taught is a lie
Goodnight, sleep tight, and don't let the bed bugs bite
This is shinigami signing off
And you're tuned in to twilight radio
Light up a fat bluntski, kick back, relax, and enjoy the sounds of the infinite
I really hope you enjoy what I've put together for all of you tonight
And without any further delay, let's get right into tonight's show
[fatality]:
(sample)
Bye bye d**khead! haha
[ego death]:
(sample)
I'm not going to hell alone! I'm taking you with me
(Verse: Biggie Smalls)
When I die, f**k it, I wanna go to hell
'Cause I'm a piece of sh*t, it ain't hard to f**kin' tell
It don't make sense, goin' to heaven with the goodie-goodies
Dressed in white, I like black Timbs and black hoodies
God'll prob'ly have me on some real strict sh*t
No sleepin' all day, no gettin' my d**k licked
Hangin' with the goodie-goodies, loungin' in paradise
f**k that sh*t, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice
All my life I been considered as the worst
Lyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purse
Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion
I know my mother wish she got a f**kin' abortion
She don't even love me like she did when I was younger
Suckin' on her chest just to stop my f**kin' hunger
I wonder, if I died, would tears come to her eyes?
Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies
My baby mother's eight months, her little sister's two
Who's to blame for both of them?
I swear to God I want to just slit my wrists and end this bullsh*t
Throw the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull sh*t
And squeeze until the bed's completely red
I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless f**kin' buddha head
The stress is buildin' up, I can't— I can't believe
Suicide's on my f**kin' mind, I wanna leave
I swear to God I feel like death is f**kin' callin' me
But nah, you wouldn't understand
You see it's kinda like the crack did to Pookie in New Jack
Except when I cross over, there ain't no comin' back
Should I die on the train track like Ramo in Beat Street
People at the funeral frontin' like they miss me
My baby mama kiss me, but she glad I'm gone
She know me and her sister had somethin' goin' on
I reach my peak, I can't speak
Call my n***a Chic, tell him that my will is weak
I'm sick of n***as lyin', I'm sick of b*t*hes hawkin'
Matter of fact, I'm sick of talkin'
(intro)
I don't even
I don't even f**king rap, um
(chorus)
Take this breathe
Up in your chest
Think less about death
Or you'll decay with the rest
(2x)
(verse 1)
Ghost in the flesh
It seems like I'm already dead but
Wake up in my bed
It seems like it was in my head, what (wel)
You see, its funny how it goes
Feeling like the f**king sh*t
Next day you're running out of hope, and
I know this sh*t is nothing but a dream
Admittedly I play the part
Like I'm an actor in the scene
Now its R.I.P
I D I E
Puffing like I'm B.I.G
Smoke in the breeze, ayy
5 stars on me
Like this sh*t was vice city, b*t*h
Bad b*t*h on me
Damn you got some nice titties b*t*h
Hunnid on my slit, slit it quick
Grab the 50 clip
Before they grab the zip
Here it click, haven't seen me since
Well
(chorus)
Take this breathe
Up in your chest
Think less about death
Or you'll decay with the rest (god damn, yuh)
(2x)
(verse 2)
Ayy
I'm tony soprano
With the motherf**king tommy
Like yagami, got a death
That's why they call me shinigami
Spanish b*t*h just hit my phone up
When I piped her, called her mami
When I dip out in the night
They were calling out for Gianni like
Damn that was a mouthful
I'm hoping that I'll leave a legacy
But I'm doubtful
That I'll live past the age of 27
f**k heaven
I'd rather slit my f**king throat
Than be a f**king blessing, yuh
I feel like Trunks when
I finish busting uppercuts
Smoking on the pack
And leave you slumped off the money blunts
Turn into a phantom
Like my name was Danny
Going ghos when I'm off the dope
These blunts come in handy
(outro)
I'd rather slit my f**king throat
Than be a f**king blessing
(8x)
Yuh
(chorus)
If these dreams don't work out that's a shame
I'll be waiting by the planter as it fills with rain
Forever I'm viewed in a different way
The boy with a ride that never came
(2x)
(instrumental)
(sample)
Hey pinky, I got an idea. Look at me
Well that uh about wraps up tonight's show
Um, I hope you guys enjoyed it
And I hope I can find you guys tuning in to the next episode of twilight radio
Um remember:
This world is a simulation, the existence is nothing but an illusion, and everything you've been taught is a lie
Goodnight, sleep tight, and don't let the bed bugs bite
This is shinigami signing off
