Big Roshi tracks on Soundclound

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Stayin Me +llouis
Big Roshi

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi Produced by llouis Lyrics: I been given zero shits I lost track of the day of week Im losin what I thought I was it was my personality Im Starin at a fuckin wall for half my comfortablity And Its been couple months since I was even on the streets I dont know yo issue Boy you lost me Mix the percocet inside the cup that got some hennesy I dont give a fuck if most these russian kids be likin me This music shit is pointless like the fuck you think you gonna be I could buy designer if I want to Waste my fuckin money onna chain and a front tooth Fly out to LA n drop my savings onna fresh shoot Clout aint never stick it be runnin out like 1-2 This aint no productive vision I dont care if my lyrics be savin some of these christians I dont care if these kids be makin better decisions I was kicked out to the dirt man I dont care if you winnin Im a thoroughbred capitalistic monster Only nice till you decline my offer Got a female lil pole might off her stick hit liccs mighty swift im awful Typically dont rap fast I prefer pronunciation But the hasting n making the taking of half the nation N Id be lazy n vacant to always ignore the racings I should prove my vacations and increase on what yall thought was pacing

Hip-hop & Rap
3,486
AftrWrld +Scorpio
Big Roshi

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi Produced by Scorpio Prodz Lyrics: I just spent the day chillin wit my homies smokin Fill my longues up till they green I never say im chokin Merkin plenty chemicals enducin pyschosis Water on her pussy split that shit like I be moses 30 calibur inside the rifle make em pose, shit Pullin up to fire no one got a shot they gone miss Taking real drugs, real green smell like cat piss Bold of you to think, that Im gonna fuckin pass this Murda on the beat, feds put my lines with the evidence These underground losers claim they hard, but they aint shit Woah Fuck yo bitch on a boat And this beef gettin old Wrap that shit up wit the dope Cus Im dope Rob yo bitch for her burberry coat Everytime you cause a scene Swear I never fuckin know Cus you scared of me Weighed on me Talk that shit you not my homie Metal to his cranium Not his heart boy he not that tony Sellin bags out 98 intrepid Everybody wanna talk but nobody gone wanna step it If you come at me irrational you best fuckin correct it I got issues witta attitude None yo feelings een matter dude I just put the lettuce next to medicine Im makin soup Thc and ecstasy help OCD anxiety Maker her heel over and suck my dick just at the sight of me I got that punk ass attitude that make you wanna fight with me I done seen the blood run so deep that the shit look like it purple Yall thought I was on some stupid shit like immitating urcle Got a carcas gettin shot up bouncin like he hittin hurdles Yall be scared when homies pass out I be scared when I cant hurt em Thats that deeper shit Pussy Thats some thinking shit Rookie fuckin hoes who never shave Put a strap on that wookie Got that good smoke Cookie Used to always play Hookie Now the cops all after us Cus it pays em when they Book em UH They divide mine Cook em up like fine dine Lobster on the menu Cus its red when its wine time Murder like its normal fine Skrt the case like double time No face no case Why I hide mine Fuck up something Poppin something Losin vision Pukin nothin Sober fuckin Tender touchin Painful lovin Missin somethin ay

Hip-hop & Rap
2,474
Typical +Scorpio
Big Roshi

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi Produced by Scorpio Prodz Lyrics: I got a dick, gone flick on a big thing Why do u talk, u a fuck witta peebrain Rip that cloth, dont care whatchu eating Pussy on my top lip, sharp like a bee sting short n useless tic tak, tik tok Fuck what she say she want that big cock Act like demon for that crack rock I live a life that embraces rot I aint never really knew a thing about a upper life Living in da dirt I do not think about a homicide Everyday the usual Im plottin on another life Catch em then I hurt em then I kill em then I rob his wife Im that bad bad bad bad bad guy Take that shank stick in his eye Laugh at joke while take yo bitch life This aint shit im used to these lies Like ahh its typical Plot of life is mystical I sell them drugs to the mommies Then They go back home to they children I did not know the pain that I sowed Now its stuck in all of my writtens I shovel dirt and I relay work While I try to preach to these children This pit aint sane it got no remorse It dont matter what you be learnin But im still stuck Sellin drugs look at death wish a difference But Im still stuck Growin hatred for the men above me its so sicknin But Im still stuck Melt yo brain for likes for listens r u listenin But Im still stuck Repeat and repeat and repeat Im smokity smokity Do not talk to my folkity Take a knife and it poke-ity STRAIGHT INTO YO EYE Fuckity fuckity Sell her body for buckities All her feeling r tuckitied Make a grown man cry Bang bang Hang hang Watch as her life drain Same lane Mome came Shame then die If it really mattered What the fuck that we be doin Then the people that above us Wouldnt tell us lies hook ‘

Hip-hop & Rap
2,364
Junkie Trapper Loser Nerd +Klimonglue
Big Roshi

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi Produced by Klimonglue Lyrics: Pop three pills, cant feel, disassociate Count my bills, take time, what i make today 2 plus 2 42 You ask how Sold a dupe Uav In my room Made a rack In a coup Fuckin up her body Wit a pelvic thrust like shotty Everybody Gone want her hiney I pull up wit bacardi Who is you What the fuck ya homie gonna do Cus if its just 1 on 1 Your life through Sippin henny out the hemi Suace like spaghetti Seven grams bust out the celly Im too hot like I be Nelly Finger fuck ya wife n aunty Not ya moms that shit too sandy Call me up n I will serve Junkie Trapper Loser Nerd Who the fuck is talkin man I Barely got a family All these hoes cannot stand to me Prepare my bars so readily Never care what you said to me Now bitch dont be my enemy Government keep try bannin, wait Infect all you cities, cities Workin up to millys, millys If i steal some pilly, pillys Split that shit up fifty fifty Eatin half like laffy taffy If i catch u laughin at me Act a fuckin pyscho Lose my mental Get to body taggin Xanny inside henny Percs on top the oxies Fucked up till we dropping Powder pills we popping Advocate Dont motivate Cant learn the trap Not in my state The cellophane gone perforate Dont ship it man You lost my faith Ay Ay I dont wanna be the main If they got a lead for something I will take the second place Everyone gone want the winner They aint gonna see my face Sneak behind em when they dont expect it And take everything And thats that back talk Scavenger Dont ask me Passenger A mix tape Pass to her I always act A ass to her We In her daddy rari Wish it was bugatti Fuck her friend tomorrow Show that bitch she cant afford it HOOK

Hip-hop & Rap
9,006
Fuck Me Right feat. Saint Lazare +Klimonglue
Big Roshi

Mixed by Big Roshi and Cxltgod Written by Big Roshi and Saint Lazare Produced by Klimonglue https://soundcloud.com/yunglazarus Lyrics: I just sit inside my room alone I do not wanna know a thing about The things you doin everyday it seems so stupid I just make my money spend it onna diamond mike ike Thats tight Fuck me right? I just made a rack to myself No one cares I dont need to work another day No one cares Maybe yall only wanna show No shit Finna go jump off a bridge Do a flip Good or bad They gone hate you Solo or dependent They gone claim you And theres not one thing you can do if it makes them money They gone kill you So kill them for money Thats how that work And if you do not wanna do it Then clock in to work A jerk? Bitch you never heard about the dirt? You gone blame me for a system that they made before my birth? Im like a big lie A big guy Wit a real knife Tuckin up my heat because I do not trust the here guys If she got some money then The money gettin spent tonight I am not the wise man Ruine dreams in front yo eyes

Hip-hop & Rap
2,897
Idol (Intermission) +Miler
Big Roshi

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi Produced by Miler Lyrics: Now I push all my problems up I dont like the stress I figure out What the cause of it Then I cut it out I got no friends Aint no politics Aint no talkin out Im just a prick Im a problem kid Not a fuckin idol Oooo Ayyy Ooooo Not a fuckin idol Ooo Ayyy Ooo Now i sip On my redbull Sittin lone Got a temper Lose my faith Sever tethers Smoke a cig Fuck a rillo Less a dutch Roll it fellow Everyday Ball like mello Way too fuckin sad To show it off in chains and colored leather I got bills to pay Want meals today Dough risen up Like fresh souffle I beat the case I saved the day I flipped a bag I made my way And now I got people relyin on me and all my progress My head on some calculus cus these problems you will not solve em

Alternative Rock
1,393
Greed feat. SEPHA. +Balance Cooper
Big Roshi

Mixed by Big Roshi Written by Big Roshi and SEPHA. Produced by Balance Cooper https://soundcloud.com/sepha-joey Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1pi_uCQav-E&feature=youtu.be Lyrics: Everybody wants more then they own Just better fuckin hope that you dont owe me (x2) Had a homie Lost his job Lost his place Lost his spot Who am i Cant move my eye Gotta help my friend Just to survive Gave him half a bag Just to go n flip it Gave a whole week Guess I was simpin On the 7 day mark I gave him a call He answered after 3 tries Didnt have it all Dam Like I didnt know the game Like I didnt know he spent the money Actin like a lame Like I didnt give a fuck about the hunnid he aint have The fact he had to lie the only reason that Im mad Thats the greed Make a man act different Fuck a soul they weak Long as it pays dividends And if you wanna take more than I offer Thats ok its all on me But when I around n take a thousand from yo father Dont blame me, blame greed (hook) I was lost in my ends I lost my drive Let slip the feelings that pushed my days forwards Lost in my ends I lost my mind Let greed slip me back I’m fuckin up backwards Never trusted u Trusted u oh Should’ve Never trusted u Trusted u hoe I was lost in my ends I lost my drive Let slip the feelings that pushed my days forwards x2 Never trusted u Never trusted u Should’ve Never trusted u Never trusted u U stay holding that flick knife waitin Ur adjustin ur stance so pagan X2 Oh

Alternative Rock
3,646
Bigger Man +Miler
Big Roshi

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi Produced by Miler Prodz Lyrics: What do I get for waiting What do I get for not saying what is on my mind I hear it all the time Just lettem talk your fine What do I get for waiting What do I get for being The bigger man this time I think its all a lie To keep us all in line Its always the same thing Always the worst thing Always the worst way Why cant you just say One thing I need you Everything is see through Is asking a question A reason to hate you N I dont have the answers You dont know the questions Stuck inside this loop Of lack of trust and affirmation Keep giving me the same thing When I told you its bullshit Word for word Do you think that Im stupid

Alternative Rock
1,414
Asshole feat. Rivilin +Miler
Big Roshi

Mixed by Big Roshi and Rivilin Written by Big Roshi and Rivilin Produced by Miler Prodz https://soundcloud.com/rivilin VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EpvUp7pUpSQ Lyrics: Okay im depressed Red my knuckles made a mess Now my neighbours are too stressed And the police gone arrest Plenty math but theres no tests I live underneath the rest Hope my music adds to somethin Cus I gave up on the rest God I hate it when you speak Why did you have to remind me Now im thinkin bout this week Why i always say Im grimey Cus I never left this seat I left all my pain behind me Why the fuck you try to speak Im a asshole go n try me I dont play around with exes Less is Benefitting me I need money more dough Make me loco only got a week Why the fuck are you testing Not interesting Learn to move ya feet Are you trying to fix me Are you that into risking Everything you invest in me Im listening Trying to find my home Dont miss me Cus i dont deserve it Erase all yo sanctity You locked inside your churches Act a fuckin riot Only safe inside the circus Cradle Im lethal Shut yo mouth dont fuck witcha people Made my money Give a fuck if im evil This aint a movie There are no sequels Used to work 50 hours a week Put the bus inside the cart and wipe the grime out the sink Only time i heard a voice is when they yellin at me And thats why i say God I hate it when you speak (why did u have to remind me) God I hate it when you speak (Im a asshole go n try me) I’m over being medicated, sick of being sedated your stupid little voice makes me wish never dated cus you know that looking back now, filled with regrets you say you love me, don’t care going in berzerk like my name is gutts yeah I don’t know shit, but you know I got luck you’re hitting me up, leave me alone making the cracks in my phone I was hooked on an ex for the past six years yeah how is this life when I’m running through the Blair witch project nonsense, it ain’t a clear a screen yeah life ain’t black and white like you always perceived me breaking my knuckles on the wall, frustrated to death when you call it’s like working a 9-5 barely coming out alive our relationships and episode for your friends to watch it’s complicated when my emotions were all dislodged charging through I don’t mess with exes the last one almost killed me no joke I’m an asshole I know, I’m an asshole I know

Alternative Rock
4,790
Short Days Long Nights +Louis
Big Roshi

Written and Mixed by Big Roshi Produced by Louis Lyrics: Wake up way too late cant work now Pour that 40 up to drink now Leaking sink but spend all the dimes now I find it hard to think you know now I keep rapping smoke my weed Lost my heart no family Work myself to the bone Dont pick up my phone I feel like You were the one who would tell me You were the one who would help me You were the one I would call If I put the drugs in my tummy But you aint pick up no oh- Stuck inside that cell oh no Hours turned to days oh woah I keep pacin back n forth Look out for myself Dont look at my belt Stare too long Better watch yaself Got a mean right hook And a nasty quick jab That my homie taught me Like he was my dad Hes dead now Like most of them Most my life Only had a few friends And oh Its so hard Living life Like you are If I lost my breathe this day What would you say Short days Long nights Constant pain Cant fight These Short days Long nights I cant feel What is right Im awake Give it all to me I never gave a fuck what they sayin Now just Relocate N tell em all to leave I wanna go Permanent vacation Now I lay n fade n wait n taste the ache of all of the Waste you made Its hard to say But I dont wanna be the same now So go Just leave it all to me Ill grow out of my carcus like a plant without a seed, yea

Jazz & Blues
20,637
Masochist +Kilmonglue & phree nine
Big Roshi

A small taste of my upcoming duotape project. Written and Mixed by Big Roshi Produced by Kilmonglue Lyrics: She bout the dirt She like it when it hurts I put my dick inside of her belly n Made her squirt Face into dirt She likes it when it hurts Squeeze her pretty neck Got her leakin under her skrt She a freak hoe Nasty Where the beat go Alecia I might peep tho Where Where the seam tho Needy Ill wrap ya fuckin head in a beanie Got chokin got you slowin Pass out in ya bikini Im talkin purple head Leash chokin Pullin on yo hair Lemme see that drool When you gaspin for air Slap that ass till its Bumpy and bare Bright read on the bed Better listen gimme head Hook Who gone fuck you like roshi Thats bullshit we know You a Truffle butter bitch Do her like a ho - ho I dont really care Pullin on her hair Why do you stare Take her to my lair Obnoxious talkers Always mockin Pull a 30 Get it cockin I might have to go fuck her Got no patience go like runner Shiny like covered in butter Take that shit might fuck ya mother Oh she leakin Yea she geekin Gigglin like she a freak n When I make her taste her blood She just wanna taste my semen SHE BOUT DAT

Hip-hop & Rap
27,686
BBT +Oakerdidit
Big Roshi

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi Produced by Oakerdidit Lyrics: Ima pull these hoes regardless if i got some titties Ima ghost boy i stay lowkey no one knows when im in cities I dont make plans in advance I prefer when it move quickly I like big talk i like business i like when im stackin benjies I stopped rappin went to trappin cus its mucho faster stackin Let em tap in if they naggin bottom bag is what they havin If you cop from another plug then the QP is 550 I dont wanna hear yo reason shut up before I add another 50 Big Band Talks Only care bout 3 zeros Doin all this bizzy off the percy Like a hero Steve jobs Catalogs Got them spendin on the menu Havent done no shows Cus the feds gone find my venue If you only sell weed then you not trappin you just dealin, hm Got the hard knocks powder pillies like a villain, hm Skinny strippin bitch just did a line bounce off the ceiling, hm I dont correspond I change my mind then get to stealin, hm Oh my Oh my god I put 30 in the clip Then I set it off Talkin bars not bullets But ya boy aint soft Bring the strap to the deal Pop ya miss from the loft Every moment Every fucking moment Im awake it be so potent pourin up the potion Mcally Kulkan Im home alone n Rollin up a bone n Of do si dos I got from the homie If you wanna phone in I suggest you get the price And know it Big Band Talk Big Man Walk Bitch this aint no fucking soccer This be football Hand off Tried to take my pound Take a shovel Stand off Big Dick swinging Rop rat for balenciaga Breakdown hook

Band Trap
9,270
ACT I: The Sorrow Symphony +Llouis
Big Roshi

He begins his life naive, and eager to pursue the road ahead Written and Mixed by Big Roshi Produced by Llous Lyrics: Pourin up a drink drink drink yea Henny on the way babe drank the alize wait Smile forget face hey hey hey Yea yea sorrow symphony yea Throw it all away ay ay ay ay ay Blood up on her lips ay ay let her taste me I might cause a case ay ay ay ay ay Wait, its the sorrow symphony, yea Disdain, blame it on my issues, better A Mistake, who u fuckin speak to, rather Rip cane, i am not no fixing heffer Im A hating, always fall in love wit home wreckers Im so problematic But they cannot stand it Put us inna fuckin cage So we cannot have it they are pressing Never fuckin listening, ever shaking, moving all the pain to another Cant stand that they doubted me Purposefully surrounded me Scorched me flamed me hounded me Screamin that they all doubted me Judged me on my choices Didnt credit my autonomy Depressed and makin money Man i think this shit too funny hook

Evil Wave
8,559
ACT II: Life Of Woe +Ghost
Big Roshi

Slowly, his empire is toppled before his very eyes Written and Mixed by Big Roshi Produced by Ghosta Lyrics: Theres order in chaos N love in hate Sometimes you ruine the things that you love Just to feel the pain I dont know why I keep doin it Losin it Tellin my friends that I hate em Then need em I relapse n eat em I cringe when I greet em N never gettin better Die n leave a letter Its a life a woe Dont know what else to say Unguided soul Only known by mistakes Where do I go When Im lost in my ways Its hard to know inna Life of woe You the one tellin me differently I dont know Cannibis only thing keepin me reasonable Gentrify tellin lies wonder why we dont go Keep in line single file dont reply monotone first friend died it was hard to take N when the second friend died it was hard to stay But when the third friend died I lost my shit N when the fourth friend died I did three hits N when the fifth friend died i drank it away N when the sixth friend died I hid my face Then the seventh friend died n all but gave up N the eigth friend died in the last couple months So fuck it Just fuck it I dont really care when im gone kick the bucket The morals that guide us are worn out n rusted She askin for love but I will not een touch it

Evil Wave
5,456
ACT III: All Souls Leave +Yapuzi
Big Roshi

Alone, he wanders. Hoping to rid his burden with every step. RIP Thomas Written and Mixed by Big Roshi Produced by Yapuzi Lyrics: I never wanna know why Pain inside a silent cry Tears flow with the rain at night Cant beat whatchu cannot fight Say goodbye to your brothers now Hollow holds what is nothing now No conclusion we run it out Preparation is not allowed GOD WILL NEVER ANSWER WHY ANGELS LAUGH WHILE DEMONS CRY WONDER WHY WE STAYIN HIGH HOPING THAT WE SEE THE LIGHT YOU DONT WANNA BE THE SAME AS ME WE DONT WANNA BE THE SAME AS HE LIVING LIFE ANOMALY NOTHING FORGETS WONDER WHY ALL SOULS LEAVE WHY IS DEATH AN ENEMY FORGET THEIR FACE ENTIRELY STUCK INSIDE THE GRIEF ALL WHILE I WONDER WHY ALL SOULS LEAVE (X2) Under Im throwin it all under I lost all of my thunder This life is full of blunders keep on stackin send you under Now the fuck could you have want from me Lurkin while im hurtin spendin time alone with souls n grief Speakin to my brothers while they float away eternally I dont need nobody Ima go join rest my family Slowly wonderin Hook Under Im throwin it all under I lost all of my thunder This life is full of blunders keep on stackin send you under Hook

Evil Wave
9,553
Big Roshi x Bruxism - Bastard Born +5:10
Big Roshi

Written by Big Roshi & Bruxism Mixed by Bruxism Produced by 5:10 Lyrics: Roshi FINNA PISS IN ALL YA FUCKAS EYES WHO ACTIN DIFFERENT FIGMENTS FUCKERS ACTIN WRONG YOU ALL SO PIGMY I COULD RUN IT UP WIT HALF A DISS N WHO YOU KIDDIN FUCKIN CHRISTIANS BETTER LEARN TO SWING BEFORE YA MISS MEEE I STAYED LOWED YALL LOST MY NAME WHEN WAS IT EVER A GOOD IDEA TO TRY ME NEVER MOVIN ON IM STEADY FUCKIN PLOTTIN IF WE GOTTA PROBLEM BEST BET YOU HIDIN Bitch MOVE I TOOK ADRENALINE PULL THRU I DONT GIVE A FUCK IF YOU DONT NEED DRUGS I TOOK A SHOT N DID A LINE BITCH PULL THE FUCK UP CUS IM WAITIN MOTHERFUCKER YOU KNOW IM IMPATIENT CUT YO VEINS ABOVE THE WATER CHANGE IT LIKE ITS MIO FEDS GOT ME ON INTERVIEWS DEMANDING TO SEE THE VIDEO WHAT CAN I SAY IM BASTARD BORN GOT NO NAME DEFINED BY SCORN Bruxism I am just a product of a environmental evils Up on seven grams racking racking till I'm fetal Looking down the barrel like I'm staring through a peephole Bastard motherfucker every day I'm living lethal I don't want a Grammy i just wanna get a gram All my hommies pollyadict manics with no plans Driving out the city no idea where I'll land Better bring the holy water I got demons on demand I woke up with forty seconds Pass the baggie having seconds Second thoughts ll get you sectioned Uh Dial up and run a racket It's a matter of the tactic When you dealing with a spastic Look me in the eyes Can you see that I'm dying Mxe amphetamines And Molly keep me rising I'm not gonna make it to my 30s Not surprising Feeling nothing's better than just living on, surviving Cut the coke with ketamine sniff till I feel off Dead and rotting body skin could just peel off What can I say I'm bastard born Got no name defined by scorn

Metal
25,186
Big Roshi x Evol Buudega - Hood Booger +Oakerdidit
Big Roshi

Written by Big Roshi and Evol Buudega Mixed by Big Roshi Produced by Oakerdidit Lyrics: I dont wanna talk unless you talkin bout thepay If you fuckin walkin betta hope you out my way I just picked a bag of different product out of state Lil boy you a got a punchable face like okay Give me different reason I might have ta end the play Got some trust issues I dont listen less you gang {take ya blews off} Pull up wit a 30 let it bang into yo face{blow ya nuse ooff} You rappers aint no leaders get the fuck up out my place So much eroma from diplomas bitch i stay capped Take yo bitch i dont want her so i stay wrapped pregunta for da new ya cuz i stay strapped ak 4 play push tuupees bacc I dont really care Ill write it in a fuckin song like gotta lotta hair yung samson boy strong like Pissin off authority Im walkin off a fine line Risking life majority tryin find mine Punk ass Presidents and Punk ass Politicians Punk ass gangsters and Punk ass Rap Submission Money on some gold eye always on a silent mission Put a silencer on n pop you in yo shit like double O seven

Hip-hop & Rap
22,296
Cotard Delusion +D i R T
Big Roshi

Written and Mixed by Big Roshi Produced by D i R T Lyrics: Bitch dont talk to me Rather sit here in my silence Close my eyes so I cant see Got no ice but im so icey Lost my feelings with my pride All their faces I keep seeing I know I know I died this time Screamin Scream my name They screamin Bitch dont talk to me I got issues with people I hate em Bitch dont talk to me I prefer when Im alone why i say Bitch dont talk to me I got nothing to contribute Bitch dont talk to me Ahh I know Im making it worse n now I Live inside her fantasies I Know what they would have with me Ima demon inside a shell A carcass if its poetry Focus up on the death of me Comin like it was meant for me All these lightborn prophets N angels couldnt uh left from me My friends die one by one by one (x2) Hook AY AY AY

Hip-hop & Rap
42,850
Reject Social +Oakerdidit
Big Roshi

Written and Mixed by Big Roshi Produced by Oakerdidit Lyrics: I just achieved perfect form n I dont wanna talk to you I just spent the last 10 days smokin blunts alone in my room I aint got connections my family dont like me no more Pop a percocet and crush a oxy put that up my nose Downers are my go to the uppers make me too anxious bro After I go dumb I go stupid then I go retard mode Opposite of what u think from tropic thunder movie quote Might go ben stiller n be a fool but still be a rich ass hoe I just ate a pill and in 10 minutes ima throw it up I stay unaffiliated but the gangstas fuck wit us Roshi wit the product cus he bought it never gave a fuck Who the fuck be talkin i could shut it witta 20 buck And honestly I cant give a reason that youd follow me And probably Im the worst person to be honoring The thought of it Screaming swears words at the parliment Its heartening Knowing none of yall could ever harvest it Lil homie been circlin the block His homie got murda got shot Now he on my phone textin caps all hot Boy best keep it trill for i drop anotha op I am a reject I do not socialize Hang with a degen Watch me get immortalized Like a demon Watch me persuade ya life It be a Bad guy Big lies I cant give a fuck why

Hip-hop & Rap
52,580
Pointless Observations +SEGADOR
Big Roshi

Rest in Peace Thomas I will always love you my brother Written and Mixed by Big Roshi Produced by SEGADOR Dedicated to my Day 1, Tomas. May he rest in peace. Lyrics: The rain dont stop just cus I say so And time cant heal whats written in stone Its the reason that I stay alone Its the reason that I stay alone Lost my friends I tried to protect him Why cant I just forgive and forget him Everyone feels dead around me Im so lost I finally downshift Knocked me ofcourse All I feel now is remorse I cant get angry or justified I just give up my course You helped me in everyway All Ive said is too late You are my brother Through life and through death Secrets so dark Never spoken again Eyes stay open in my bed Soobing screaming in my head May you rest in peace my friend I guess this is how it was meant to end HOOK

Hip-hop & Rap
9,191
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