Chillin in France eating muhh fukkin crepes

TraPPaViLLa

lungskull ;(

magazine // juug (swampkill)

lungskull - blunt

prod sh1ny (go buy a beat man he hard)
https://soundcloud.com/sh1nyx
https://www.instagram.com/xsh1ny/
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i4jgHhQ73oM

@o67 @kaystrueno

my ig was 2 long for title lmfao @ismokecones (yall alr kno me doe) - *67

*67 x kaystrueno - #lust #greed anthem 😢💦

pinkblxxd lungskull rick owens og speed prod lungskull

prod @fukumeaaan on soundcloud @b3astb0y on ig
save the world
norgates

i got what u need

aghast song w lungskull feat in it
ft. lungskull

akoge x akselbolt - needless (o14 nyli and feardorian)

deuce prod mara

addy after addy w rodeoglo prod me

no fade w akselbolt

cant kick w dat boy ye hi circle fulla bozos
really rather fuck a big bitch den a broke ho
push up lookin weird fn i let it bloowww
b4 i punch in pour a 4 n den pop luh hydrocodone
b4 i punched in for dis song i hadda pop me a luh yerki yerk
dat boy lamer den da fuck dismiss the bros n put da girlies first
she can put it in my hand but she wont evr get me flirt w her
why dem bitches yo priority u gotta get da money first   
wake up chasin bags im checkin chicken as an early bird
on sum extra shit like fuck i do dis foe jus popped another perc
when dis bitch came for an eighth i took a nug out left her wit a third

hydro

dont worry

LOTTERY (prod me and lungskull)

lungskull x akselbolt - Not Deep (odin)

When the poet retreated to Scotland,
to his upper largo estate of stone and silence,
he was not alone.

For three nights straight,
a woman came to his balcony—
not of flesh,
but of breath and shadow,
wanting only to sit,
to talk,
to spill whispers that carried tears.

They call her K.
And her beauty was never quiet.
Pink and black roses bloomed at her feet,
roses so sharp that when the poet
reached for her face,
they pricked his finger—
a warning that love here was no soft mercy.

He realized then,
this was not the same woman he once dreamt of.
The night skies turned,
stars opening like watchful eyes,
and through them he saw her—
a celestial woman gazing down,
searching his consciousness,
trying to step closer without breaking him.

She lingered above his world,
just watching,
curious.
Not a muse,
but something older.
A presence who wondered
when she could finally sit beside him
without the roses drawing blood.

So he wrote.
Each poem carved from the ache
that something—
someone—
was calling.
He wrote of her presence,
her distance,
her balcony visits,
and the way she haunted the stone corridors of Scotland
like a vow unspoken.

In isolation,
he heard his elder voices
channel through him,
guiding each line.
And with every verse,
he realized:

This EP isn’t just a sound.
It is an interaction.
A diary of nights spent with the unseen,
with a woman who came not to love—
but to remind him
that the veil between them
is thin as a rose petal,
and sharp as its thorn.

KB (PROD. 6ASTARD)

#norgates
#kewlboyz
#fangnem
enjoy on all platforms

akoge x akselbolt - needless (o14 nyli and feardorian)

akselbolt

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