Track

Don't Die Now

By Inhuman Anarchy
67 Plays

Hip Hop / Neurométal production by Inhuman Anarchy 175 bpm / Fminor Mix & Master 2026 by The Hell Walker Lyrics: This is drugs. It isn't glamorous or cool. or kid stuff. The thrill can kill. Smoking crack is like Putting a gun in your mouth And ... Pulling the trigger Look into my eyes and tell me what you see A bunch of black and white with streaks of misery Go on and take a jump And look up at the sun Watch your kids as they see what you've become Whenever your face is getting this gone You want to go and fight and throw me to the ground You only see the definition of the shit that you've found When I open up and keep an ego that's high You're the reason we purpose and murder with no sign Thinking that it's fine when stepping over the line Saying that you love us and die for us And find trapped inside. The only way to smoke Is the fucking pride Escape from being sane This is cool why, tell me why We only focus on the minds And never focus how high We can take a fucking mind I guess it's trick at the same time When we take a ride I've been boxing shadows and I got my jabs swole Acting an asshole on the ave when I'm on a dab stroll They pressing me like ammo to blend in like camo But I'ma shine out burning both sides of the candle Break you bitches off, I might break you bitches' jaws I'm burning diesel ho, fuck emission laws I'm still stone cold pissing frost, born bold You can criss-cross but can't twist me 'cause I is a source If heroes existed then one would've took me out Before I made more sons with the same doubts I'ma punch the next boomer who call me woke All I can do is laugh if you fucking call me broke Times up be changing and I'm surfing the shift My legs are moving fast as a serpent's can get I'm all up on that ass, too legit to quit I'd fuck the whole wide world but my dick won't fit (Don't die now) Everybody getting crushed by the waves Everybody getting rushed to they graves Everybody got enough to be saved But they don't make heroes no more, no more, no I've carried the weight of my actions, it left my back broke You want to snatch hope? You can blow me 'til the sac choke Back like a boomerang, hang like a fat rope Stoned on a back road trying to make a cash load I feel the dark waves coming, got my wax ready The hammer light but my axe heavy For the fetti you can get bastard, it be the Black Betty Or take a step up and get your fat bets ready

genre

Hip-Hop/Rap

mood

Serious
Released 4/24/26, 4m 39s