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÷CLOSE÷TIES÷ written and recorded by Grim Salvo
PROD. @33marrow

Art by johnssick

- L Y R I C S +

ᴍᴏꜱꜱʙᴀᴄᴋ

CLOSE TIES
Got no friends, only brothers on the cosign 
Bury bodies in the sand during low tide 
Beniot flying-headbutt with the closed eyes
Gotta big booty bitch I took a nose dive 
CLOSE TIES we got fungus in our bloodlines 
Oh my! She’s a dirty bitch, I don’t mind 
Won’t find a new body when the host dies
Don’t try, we just focused on them CLOSE TIES

ꜱʟᴇᴜᴛʜ

Sometimes I wanna sever every single one of my close ties 
I deduct
You never did nothing but lie and complain your whole life
Now you fucked 
So stuck
Sleep walking on a clothesline 

Yeah it’s CLOSE TIES
We really stuck with the sights 
It’s pouring out of both eyes
Had a little chill down my spine 
Now I see horseflies 
I’m in Napa Valley liquidating the plague swine
In the alley and drink it like wine
I’m not like most guys
All the shifty brained hoes 
Lurking beneath the wings but the legs stay cold
Stroke the pole and then the ego 
Feelin like grandeur SZN
Bitch is grumpy cause she teethin like a fetus
Why the fuck do you talk down to your people? 
The way we murder ink got us Bugsy like we some seagulls 
Bitch I ruined my own life 
I knew I just had to do shit 
Or else I was gonna lose it
Now I got the sight they’re all acting like Brutus 

ᴍᴏꜱꜱʙᴀᴄᴋ

Ay
Yeah I been down for a minute
Maintaining the only thing I know how is the vision 
I ran my tongue like half a mile in your kitchen 
Had you dying kept me lifted 
Grimey CLOSE TIES over golden villains
I got no sympathy for enemies
Got my goonies buckin in your mezzanine 
Habit of my anger gettin the best of me 
Gimme ketamine 
Before I rage on a hype machine 

I wanna drop into the center of the earth 
And let the pressure crush me
Curled up like a fetus while I’m breathing in the sulfur
Until I nod off to sleep 

ꜱʟᴇᴜᴛʜ

Now they’re all acting like Brutus
Tried to recreate our formula but in your hubris you did it foolish
You’re deluded 
I find it so putrid
Don’t ever judge me when your easel so fruitless 
Acting like Brutus
Tried to recreate our formula but in your hubris you did it foolish 
You’re deluded 

ᴍᴏꜱꜱʙᴀᴄᴋ

We just focused on them CLOSE TIES
Got no friends, only brothers on the cosign 
Bury bodies in the sand during low tide 
Beniot flying-headbutt with the closed eyes
Gotta big booty bitch I took a nose dive 
CLOSE TIES we got fungus in our bloodlines 
Oh my! She’s a dirty bitch, I don’t mind 
Won’t find a new body when the host dies
Don’t try, we just focused on them C-

÷CLOSE÷TIES÷

÷CLOSE÷TIES÷ {Prod. ³³marrow}}}%

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Volume Check is here - the titlesong of this EP from Eternate symbolizes his trademark. Check your volume and make sure you have it on maximum! Volume Check will get you into the right mood  😳

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Volume Check

Eternate - Volume Check

Invincible

Lyrics:

I'm riding slick
With my boys
In the whip
Making noise
Hear that V12 engine running
Hanging out the window gunning
I'm riding slick
With my boys
In the whip
Making noise
Hear that V12 engine running
Hanging out the window gunning, gunning
We on the run from the 5-0
Step on the gas we got that nitro, ohhh
We on the run from the 5-0
Step on the gas we got that n-n-n-n-n-n

Unleash the beast inside
And let it come alive
Look in the rear view mirror
Deep into your eyes
You know that it's your time
To the leave the past behind
I will never surrender no
I'm r-r-r-r-riding

I'm riding slick
I'm riding slick
I'm riding slick
With my boys
In the whip
Making noise
Hear that V12 engine running
Hanging out the window gunning
I'm riding slick
With my boys
In the whip
Making noise
Hear that V12 engine running
Hanging out the window gunning, gunning
We on the run from the 5-0
Step on the gas we got that nitro
We on the run from the 5-0
Step on the gas we got that nitro


I'm riding slick
With my boys
In the whip
Making noise
Hear that V12 engine running
Hanging out the window gunning
I'm riding slick
With my boys
In the whip
Making noise
Hear that V12 engine running
Hanging out the window gunning, gunning
Cos I'm riding, riding, riding slick

RIDIN' SLICK

▶️LYRIC VIDEO

RIDIN' SLICK 🚔 Prod. DAEGHO x FLXTLINE 🚘

Watch The World Burn

Cellcast

prod. by jesskodi & zaki ali
lyrics
To be is not the way to be 
I played to keep but came to see I played myself, it’s plain to see 
I played this beat to make these dreams appear complete
I hate the fear, the pain reveres my aim to please 
I can’t compete or draw the line from a to b 
Or draw the line between the things I want and things I need 
It’s hard to be discreet  when everything is bleak 
And every thought that lingers really makes me sink 
Into the muddy waters and I oughta stop this cycle 
Love is vain, unstable like my vitals 
Caught the bug that made me like you, but I am the type to get lost 
As i fight through the fog, in spite of what’s wrong like typos 
Type of psycho to tip the scales 
Balance hype with holy grails of moments that uphold these spells 
The culprit of my loneliness pulls me back like a ponytail 
I slowly scale the hope and pull closer 
None of you know me well enough to ever pry my composure 
Cold blooded, times up, I told ya whether I’ll fail and fall over 
Nail in the coffin until I’m sober 
Writing about the darkness 
Motherfucker, I live it too
Comparing me to rappers I don’t even fucking listen to 
Simple truth is I’m a simple dude
Every verse I birth reveals the shitty truth 
I’m cynical, feel nimble when I’m living off the tempos 
Evolving, soft and gentle 
Exhausting my fucking temper
Do without the self critical pity 
I reached the pinnacle of hell till I felt shitty 
spat frigid lines till all of my demons felt chilly 

i can’t help but to feel
a little suicidal, that’s my baseline 
distorted just like the bass line 
whatever it takes
they said it takes time 
but the truth is brutal
that’s the shit that i heard
through the grape vine (X2)

Shitty ass people bound to flip and turn evil 
I might slip into comatose like I’m sick and on the needle 
But I know that shit is lethal, so I’ll keep my fucking distance 
Wicked prescriptions 
Nicotine, I love when it kicks in 
All these addictions feel like a fucking crucifixion 
Who will even listen to these tunes 
I’ve been conflicted with the rules of my condition
Once I drew blood, I felt distant from my true love 
I won’t give in to the truth of my decisions 

Hook (X2)

Well, I’m thinking everybody got me fucked up 
Till the sticking point, loves been hitting my heart like nunchucks 
Take trails to find truth and trust guts 
Face pale, go to sleep whenever the suns up 
Sun Zu, you dumb fools 
These rough cuts of rigid rhythms are driven to make my blood rush 
If you’re sitting, just listen to what I construct 
Stuck up bitches are picky, so when I’m spitting 
I hope they could shut the fuck up 
I would hate to assume that most critics are truly rude 
This shit sounds like Hooty Hoo meets Judy Blume 
Takes a lot of fucking guts to never give a fuck or fume 
Whether you doubt or prove if I ever could win or lose 
Ever so dense and cruel 
I’ll never defend my views or my tendencies and my dues 
Centipede, I move with a gentle ease 
And refuse to attend to your little rules 
Evident, you’re a lie, I’ll lend a piece of my truth 
Wither away on any given day 
Twitching with the wicked withdrawals the K-Pins gave 
Sticking to the script, dissolved
I can’t be saved, ever since pre-k
Mama told me be safe
Oughta tune you motherfuckers out like T-Pain 
Legit to a tee like the way that I numb pain 
Either that or bleed until my thoughts are fucking blood stained 
Life is so far from the mundane bum days 
I just need a pick me up, fuck your pity
i’m pretty much petty enough to divvy up schemes 
To defeat these evil fucks, leave me alone, I’m in control 
Gleaming, bitch i ball till i fall 
No off season, i off these demons till they dissolve 
Off the wall, I’m stuck 
Sever them all, the rush of letting em know I'm spitting flows 
Till they shut the fuck up 
Off the wall, I’m stuck 
Sever them all, the rush of letting em know I'm spitting flows 
Till they shut the fuck up 

Hook(X2)

THROUGH THE GRAPEVINE

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KCKPRN

Deadly Guns & Irradiate - KCKPRN

Produced By. Vinogradov
Artwork By. Sick Again
Engineered By. Baby Gos

Wanna make it happen but I'm running out of options
Getting to the bag by any means but with caution
Baby I'm a cowboy but I also be a Martian
Stomping on opponents like a mother fucking spartan
Blunts so big that they look like Cartman
Feel like I'm Andy with skulls in my garden
Drinking on brandy so I got no pardon
Bitch I'm depressed so I'm ready for stardom

Hate
Everything that makes you feel great
Wait
Baby it’s not too late
Late
I been late my whole damn life when the ghosts come alive I can see past your lies

Cryogenic Synopsis
Feel like I'm in space, oh my god it’s so awesome
Don’t mean to bother
Baby I stunt like I'm up cause I came from the bottom
Gotta be honest
You say you love me but I think that you just be fronting
Baby we on this
Why are you topless?
I need a girl that won’t trip over small shit

Now I lay myself to sleep
My loving God you’ll be here
When I wake up
Or not, because you’re made up

Wanna make it happen but I'm running out of options
Getting to the bag by any means but with caution
Baby I'm a cowboy but I also be a Martian
Stomping on opponents like a mother fucking spartan
Blunts so big that they look like Cartman
Feel like I'm Andy with skulls in my garden
Drinking on brandy so I got no pardon
Bitch I'm depressed so I'm ready for stardom

Why does everything gotta be fake?
Fuckers ain’t woke as they creep to they wake
Why the fuck I gotta watch what I say?
Killing these blood suckers like I be blade
Gothic dance I love the way this bitch move
I love you or hate you depending my mood
Roaches in the wall keeping me company
Pull out your blade, stab me so lovingly

Spotify

Cryogenic Synopsis

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ONI INC. x VITAMJN - KAWAII KILLER

written / performed by @blckbrds
produced by @zepelinbeats & @zyllerbeats
engineered by @tumaggz

BUY A VOWEL

The shadow covers you in nightmare. Awake, but a dream. There is no escape.

Light Our Dead

Song and cover art made entirely by istasha the scrub, all credits and recognition goes for him. Official release date 11 July 2025.

Istasha - A Curse Does Not Lift For Nothing

S/o Killhaley DXE n witch fw yal boys mannneee 

Tacticts of warfare (DXE)

[NIMBUS]

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Lyrics: 
Get up
Man, I’m living with a trace
These sullen depths have diffrent taste 
I’m downward spiraling 
And nothing seems to help 
There is some shit I tend to forget
I wanna 
I want some fun just like everyone 
Just turn the ocean on itself 
And start a war at nine
How odd is universe, when sole intent is to survive 

Get up 
Cause every bottle can be last stop
Don’t fucking matter what is next  
Life is a mic drop 
One thousand miles per hour, spirits in the air 
It’s rock and roll baby 
We search of some trouble over here 
Get up 
And let all suckers know 
They’d better fucking get up 

Man, I’m living with a trace 
But somethings wrong and on and on I go 
without my senses 
I guess I’m on my own 
So why keep wondering when those years have passed
You know I won’t be long
It’s just forever and and a bit at last 

Get up 
Cause every bottle can be last stop
Don’t fucking matter what is next  
Life is a mic drop 
One thousand miles per hour, spirits in the air 
It’s rock and roll baby 
We search of some trouble over here 
Get up 
And let all suckers know 
They’d better fucking get up 

I guess I’m on my own

WHAT'S DUE? EP

NIMBUS

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NIMBUS

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