I never doubted you You got me feelin things I never feel a thing No stranger to the game The fortune and the fame I don't typically feel anything I don't usually feel a thing I don't feel a damn thing Anhedonia is my name I don't believe in anything so fuck your superstition I got anhedonia so you can't hurt my feelings babygirl you special cuz you got me in my feelings yeah yeah you my op so I know you never squealing better not be scared of heights when I'm in the building I'm a legend grown in Texas you know I stay representing from the city poppin prescriptions I made it out while I'm livin Rest in peace to those who've fallen from addiction … Anhedonia's my name You got me feelin things I never feel a thing No stranger to the game No fortune and no fame I don't typically feel anything I don't usually feel a thing I don't feel a damn thing Anhedonia is my name

Dead fox to rainbow Demon and an angel Takes two to Tango ... Bear is a bush as I'm bearing this kush don't you dare fuckin push me Sun-chaser, night-blazer Storm-runner, skyscraper nightmare creator ... Blood drip spigot as I sacrifice a piglet get roasted, lil bigot ... You don't love Texas metallic blood-oil thief I detest it, like dinosaur shit your ignorance wreaks We can read it in the fossilized under this dirt the Earth breathes We can feel Her as She dies, as you extract what She bleeds So berzerker what I eat, They say it smells like money, I say I dance with my ancestors as lizards in my dreams I'm a burial cite She's a tomb of the lords We the pages of the pagans Speaking tongues and wielding swords This the shit way more than words when I smell the hills of yore beaching whales up on the shore shit ain't nothing like before Dead fox to rainbow Demon and an angel Takes two to Tango ... Bear is a bush as I'm bearing this kush don't you dare fuckin push me Sun-chaser, night-blazer Storm-runner, skyscraper nightmare creator ... Blood drip spigot as I sacrifice a piglet get roasted, lil bigot ... Fake fucking psych shit self-fucking-righteous speak to me again, you won't like what I write, kid Think you better than me, but I bet you in a crisis, Comin outta mine I can tell you don't like it Stopping on a dime anytime you spit christian lines Sacrifice you under the tree just like it's christmastime Passin light, quicker than Einstein, sigil divine Only in a symbol on the sign of the end times.

Texas boys savage, Real, real nasty Bout to come down You can holla at me I've met nobody this true I want nobody but you Do you think I can hold you down?

If you want me to come smoke another blunt witcha I'll pull up quick cuz I really wanna fuck witcha I can't get you off my mind I got a crush on you this bag is on me I just wanna smoke with you Smokin on the finest get this off of my chest I just want you ... I got some sticky weed I wanna smoke wit you Think about you all the time I just wanna roll witchu I got sticky weed, and some you can make my dreams some true Got some sticky weed I wanna smoke witchu Think about you all the time You know that I want you I wanna stick with weed I wanna stick with you I don't wanna go to sleep You're a dream come true I'm your lighter I'm your fire anytime Take you higher Got some sticky weed I wanna smoke witchu Think about you all the time You know that I want you I wanna stick with weed I wanna stick with you I don't wanna go to sleep You're a dream come true Smokin on the finest get this off of my chest I just want you ... (dreams come true) If you want me to come smoke another blunt witcha I'll pull up quick cuz I really wanna fuck witcha I can't get you off my mind I got a crush on you this bag is on me I just wanna smoke witchu

You can tell me what you want but I don't take no shit I could roll up another one but I'm already lit I could talk shit like I'm hot shit but I never talk shit I be on my own and- I be on my own I be on my own shit I be on my own shit, yeah I be on my bullshit I be on my own shit, yeah yeah yeah Made of flesh and bones Got some muscles in the skin Got some tattoos on my arm but I'm the strongest from within Ain't worried bout nobody Talkin no bullshit I just pop up at the show and then I move the whole pit I rep H-town for the takedown Just like Abel and the 6 And my girl is outta town but I ain't got no human friends I ain't got no sneaky link been at the studio since my girl is outta town so tonight... I be on my own shit I be on my own shit, yeah I be on my bullshit I be on my own shit, yeah yeah yeah You can tell me what you want but I don't take no shit I could roll up another one but I'm already lit I could talk shit like I'm hot shit but I never talk shit I be on my own and- I be on my own Fitted at the corner store The fiends like "who is dat?" Tell dem niggas I'm a big Pill Kouligas Rock the show n go I don't fuck wit no groupie chat Nowadays feeling like the club is a boobie trap Studio up Like I never seen a club been Fake ass scene All wanna be some club kids Wit Mr. Sticktalk we ain't throwing punches Can't fuck with me cuz I'm ducking all the functions

All dat traffic All dem people I know what to do wit it They can trust me But they scared Cuz I got some screws missin I'm a loser, I'm a king I'm a motherfuckin scholar Skipped class often smokin and rappin my way through college Now the bands talkin, cash checks mama I know you don't care I blow smoke up in the air and act like I don't care End of the day I know that life ain't fair End of the day Smokin in my armchair Don't ask me what I'm smokin on If you can smell it Drip to the floor in the two-piece velvet Muddy water I'm your father Getting stronger you look awkward Came and conquered death, I'm honored Guess that makes u niggas martyrs I been smarter than I act u ain't know me if u ain't know that skip this shit then back to another track Trip don't flip take a pic like Kodak, yuh Don't ask me what I'm smokin on If you can smell it Drip to the floor in the two-piece velvet Smokin on that Magic the Gathering Shit chargin me up Like Tesla batteries I Stay defying gravity I'm burning one actually Feeling like an athlete Thinking mathematically while ya'll be chitter-chattering I've hidden different galaxies In verses for the raggedy Who stay ducking faculty Cuz I'm smoking a pack with me Chillin but my family fell off in a tragedy They stay too mad at me For being what I had to be Muddy water I'm your father Getting stronger you look awkward Came and conquered death, I'm honored Guess that makes u niggas martyrs I been smarter than I act u ain't know me if u ain't know that skip this shit then back to another track Trip don't flip take a pic like Kodak, yuh All dat traffic All dem people I know what to do wit it They can trust me But they scared Cuz I got some screws missin I'm a loser, I'm a king I'm a motherfuckin scholar Skipped class often smokin and rappin my way through college Now the bands talkin, cash checks mama I know you don't care I blow smoke up in the air and act like I don't care End of the day I know that life ain't fair End of the day Smokin in my armchair

I just left Houston I ain't leave earth I got 10 toes down In the dirt Gas so loud Your feelings hurt RIP big bro Mahurt Rep that shit each blunt I burn Stackin up each coin I earn I still got a lot to learn But that's none of your concern I just heard it was my turn You know it's true x2 Black on black we pullin up on ya avenue (ya avenue) Murdered out we pullin up on ya boulevard Hop out, drip drip lookin like a work of art rock the fuckin set then I leave behind a Joker Card (7)77 Airjet, overseas I go to far I just left Houston I ain't leave earth I got 10 toes down In the dirt Gas so loud Your feelings hurt RIP big bro Mahurt Rep that shit each blunt I burn Stackin up each coin I earn I still got a lot to learn But that's none of your concern ... Murdered out we pullin up on ya boulevard Hop out, drip drip lookin like a work of art rock the fuckin set then I leave behind a Joker Card (7)77 Airjet, overseas I go to far Told you I'm a revolutionary Just like Rosa Parks Yayoi Kusama with the polka dots Stay masked up just like dem covert ops I'm in the back stayin hidden like a poker card.

Off des champignon I feel like Rugrats in Paris Hangin off my lips a blunt Just like bugs bunny n dem carrots Green got me feelin strong Kinda Popeye n dat spinach in about 45 minutes Ima be up at Popeye's for dat chicken Still tippin, bong rippin y'all some children so I ain't trippin In my lane like I just rented hard in the paint like Scottie Pippen What did u say? I ain't listen too busy just fuckin chillin underground I'm independent I just let the records sell I be high but my eyes be low Aesics on then I perform the light show Ima knock it down like a motherfuckin freethrow temper tantrum like a motherfuckin 3-year-old hold my hand just don't ever let it go came to my senses about an hour ago couldn't deal with myself, so I quit alcohol now I'm just like "Where did half the bad shit go?" N I'm still just like, shit ion know I'm just tryna rap in a a whole different time zone Skip-to-my-Lou streetball this And 1 Ball All Day til I have a fuckin grandson u can bump my shit, it's ok, I make anthems I'm a Slim Thug I'm Already Platinum Ode to the Legends, the City of Phantoms Changin in the light like a fluorescent lamp does Reppin this shit since I was in them Pamper's Talkin with a drawl, you'd think my tongue was a slacker Tongue work hard on that underside backwards she sophisticated so I don't use no bad words Speakin in Tongues ion fuck wit no pastor problems flew away when I stopped seeking answers used to bang them toys, seen too many lives captured now my toy is tech, but what's my muhfuckin password..?

John Wick, you know the dog Breathin out the analog Demons in my fuckin heart You can not speak what’s on my tongue Cannot see this echelon Keep talkin all u fuckin want Zion to ya Babylon u cannot speak what's on my tongue Treason is what I Eat for lunchtime Devil's and Fungi Course through my bloodline Talkin that shit I like you better tongue tied When I'm in this bish muhfuckas know the punchline Outsider shit the pariah's what I am Skipped ya event It ain't even got a micstand Business is business but it's for the kids The grown ups need space and me, I'm high as shit Thou cannot dream of the daily shit I know Vice is your whole soul I'm excommunicado On my own accord, got bored, became urban lore cannot speak the language of the Rogue Runnin Hardcore Treason is what I Eat for lunchtime Devil's and Fungi Course through my bloodline Talkin that shit I like you better tongue tied When I'm in this bish muhfuckas know the punchline

Just got a call from the dog in jail Say he too broke need help with the bail Say he don't know why they put us in hell In a cell, when all he really needed was some help Fuck 12 Say it witcha chest Fuck 12 In the midst of the shit biases still dwell and the kids of my kin blinded my the smell of the pigs in the city with the ghost in the shell Walk up in this shit and I'm lookin real crazy Manic Satanic Panic fuck em up like Tay Keith Venue lookin aight, but promoters real lazy Capitalists up and down, it's "fuck you, pay me" Heard u thought your shit was dope Ha Ha like I'm a hyena You do not fuck with the streets You suck off the bourgeoisie bruh I can deconstruct the club With the push of a button Silly fake mothafuckas Wish that I was fuckin bluffing Fake it til you make it like a con artist, u look scary just to let you know nothing you do is revolutionary, Wasn't with the shits, now you probably pray the Hail Mary, won't save you here, eat your heart like a strawberry. Just got a call from the dog in jail Say he too broke need help with the bail Say he don't know why they put us in hell In a cell, when all he really needed was some help Fuck 12 Say it witcha chest Fuck 12 In the midst of the shit biases still dwell and the kids of my kin blinded my the smell of the pigs in the city with the ghost in the shell

I...see...something...in..the mountain...

for thee... all my blood drunk by thee. Return until I am weak I can move no more a shrivel toils my essence spoils the vitality of me. My soul is what you've drunk and I am weak But I'll, too, return I'll fill my belly of the blood the source for thee I, too, return I filled my belly of the blood the source for thee...

C'est pas problème Pas problème La Vie Boheme La Sacre Femme En une poeme La Vie Boheme La Vie Boheme La Sacre Femme Une poeme C'est pas problème Tout est l'amour est tout le j'aime Toutes les jours Sont ñ'est pas vrai Je fume encore La Maryjane Toutes les jours Sont ñ'est pas vrai Je fume beaucoup (de) La Femme Sacre La Vie Boheme La Sacre Femme C'est pas problème

South of the Sand Dunes Where you won't find All I see is light The flurry don't pay no mind Heartbeat jungle Teeth fuckin grinding Look death in the face and say Perfect timing Smokin off the pen and still can't feel nothin Need a room quick, concierge think I'm bluffin WARDAWG in the jeep, lil homie gettin hungry and I'm high as hell, fuck around and become munchies ... Vacancy down the block Fuckboy got lucky Avalanche caravan Blizzard out hunting Predator and prey, dead meat in the biome got up in a warm lodge took a dab to my dome Chaos, Thigh Stop, Wrong house, No Order, Proceed to just about lose my life at the border Packin green, I'm a hoarder and you know it's strong contagion is the tech flow, Chem fuckin Omicron

Exhausted is all of Addiction dissolved Into something absolved, but no longer Pestilence was an Impecable buzz, but with no friend to trust it was somber I'm now volatile Haunting these bad dreams as sore as my bad teeth we're taking the back streets just trust me Don't touch my conscience My actions are haunted Magical, nothing is ugly We're just volatile Dinosaur chemist from Dragon Alchemist the changing core tenants of time Disobey powers Apocalypse showers this stinking corpse flower of mine It's all volatile Warm is the winter So dry I'm dismembered Controlling my temper and raised picking splinters I'm whole when I'm empty and let it all tempt me I feel so alive... but you make me wanna die you want me to die