Blackout Session

🧑‍🎤: Krashh, BL@CKBOX

🎧: 0

📂: Hip Hop/Rap

⏱: 00:00:00 AM 24/03/2026

My old dreams
Yo
Yo, it's Crash
Ah, look
Loose lips sink ships and I ain't saying *
Way I live my life I can't afford another station trip
Baby on the way so that's another on provider list
I'm in a bad mood,
still with my belly and my knife equipped
Like * whoever's searching for me On my last penny broke today
I wanna hurt somebody,
murder on my mind again People told me pray don't go inside again
There's more to life,
ask if I'm alright The truth is,
I'll just lie to them
Time and broke my trust saying,
women I'm confiding in
But when that time comes from poor cases they ain't riding with
Nothing ain't exciting when your niggas on the life's way
And touch road and realize you can't experience life with them
What's hell that I resided in Hard life of violence,
splash a nigga like
Poseidon I know God was on his side,
he still survived
From baptizing him,
close friends of killers Caught a body,
had a smile on him
And that's why I call optimism Even
with no pot to piss in we still breaking
bread I paranoia prison, keep a weapon where I
lay My head a broken fork attached with two screws
They used to make my bed,
I was carrying this weight
No definition of back pain instead I used
to hurt a form of word to say I'm coming
home The times I heard the keys, forgot the gums
I thought my mum was home Carrying all my blessings,
no forgiveness
for the ones I don't There's hidden skeletons inside this closet
There's a hundred bones,
crushing up this cold
But I know some prefer it rocky Thinking
if I had the money would she love me
properly They say feelings change over time,
I feel
the same All this hunger had me trapping in the rain
When it's soggy, I can feel when niggas fake
* up my heartbeat,
so much on my mind Please don't question why I can't sleep
If it's beef,
bring the baby nine without the car seat
I was high,
bagging Charlie,
tagged the raw I'm feeling nasty,
hit the strip and grind
to feed Kids that ain't born,
you can't even step
in shoes that ain't worn Pain taught,
torn ass,
getting blisters from
them days walked Barely heard the blizzard,
I rubbed jackets
just to stay warm Never kept my frets,
it's really on the net
Like day storm and I was locked with
Get it swinging like I'm Shane Warne
The inmates putting powder on the table when it ain't sought
Life's been violent sirens,
three fives and eight balls
She don't pray for me,
cause I'm a demon and it's rageful
So when they end up leaving me,
it ain't base fought
Therefore,
jail what they fought Got me feeling dead inside from sin and sin
Repenting,
ask forgiveness for my sins,
it's so repentive
I know kid watch Brody make it stretch like it's extra skin
Cause she don't want no weed,
just more melanin,
addictive nature
Romantic behavior,
her life miss my neighbor People owe me bread
and he was telling me don't hit the baker
Crushing up this Kobe,
I know some prefer it rocky Thinking if I had the money,
would she love me properly
They say feelings change over time,
I feel the same All this hunger had me
trapping in the rain when it's soggy
I can feel when niggas fake,
* up my heartbeat So much on my mind,
please don't question why I can't sleep
If it's beef,
bring the baby nine without the car seat I was high,
bagging Charlie,
tagged the raw I'm feeling nasty

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