Shinigami - Twilight radio // episode: I lyrics

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

Bye bye dickhead! haha

Ego Death I'm not going to hell alone!
I'm taking you with me

When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell
'Cause, I'm a piece of shit
It ain't hard to fuckin' 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 shit no sleepin' all day
No gettin' my dick licked
Hangin' with the goodie-goodies
Loungin' in paradise fuck that shit
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 fuckin' abortion
She don't even love me like she
Did when I was younger
Suckin' on her chest just to
Stop my fuckin' 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 bullshit
Throw the Magnum to my head
Threaten to pull shit
And squeeze until the bed's completely red
I'm glad I'm dead
A worthless fuckin' buddha head
The stress is buildin' up
I can't I can't believe
Suicide's on my fuckin' mind, I wanna leave
I swear to God I feel like
Death is fuckin' 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 nigga Chic
Tell him that my will is weak
I'm sick of niggas lyin'
I'm sick of bitches hawkin'
Matter of fact, I'm sick of talkin'

I don't even I don't even fucking rap, um

Take this breathe up in your chest
Think less about death
Or you'll decay with the rest

Take this breathe up in your chest
Think less about death
Or you'll decay with the rest

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 (Well)
You see, it's funny how it goes
Feeling like the fucking shit
Next day you're running out of hope, and
I know this shit is nothing but a dream
Admittedly, I play the part
Like I'm an actor in the scene now it's RIP
I D I E puffing like I'm BIG
Smoke in the breeze, ayy 5 stars on me
Like this shit was vice city, bitch
Bad bitch on me
Damn you got some nice titties bitch
Hunnid on my wrist, slit it quick
Grab the 50 clip before they grab the zip
Here it click, haven't seen me since well

Take this breathe up in your chest
Think less about death
Or you'll decay with the rest

Take this breathe up in your chest
Think less about death
Or you'll decay with the rest

Ayy, I'm Tony Soprano
With the motherfucking Tommy
Like Yagami, got a death note
That's why they call me Shinigami
Spanish bitch 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
Fuck heaven
I'd rather slit my fucking throat
Than be a fucking 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 ghost when I'm off the dope
These blunts come in handy

I'd rather slit my fucking throat
Than be a fucking blessing

I'd rather slit my fucking throat
Than be a fucking blessing

I'd rather slit my fucking throat
Than be a fucking blessing

I'd rather slit my fucking throat
Than be a fucking blessing

I'd rather slit my fucking throat
Than be a fucking blessing

I'd rather slit my fucking throat
Than be a fucking blessing

I'd rather slit my fucking throat
Than be a fucking blessing

I'd rather slit my fucking throat
Than be a fucking blessing, yuh

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

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

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