Burn Colder

Nickeled And Dimed feat. Ross Miller

Monsters

Wherever You've Been

Shot In The Dark feat. Grieves

Unison [Remaster]

Pulling Me Back

Tha Blue Herb "Full Mental Jacket" [Remaster]

Sadistik "Someone Like You" [Remaster]

[Verse 1: Sadistik]
(Someone like you) can make my stomach knot and twist
'til I'm nodding off, I've been jumping off a cliff
You're so wonderful, I'm doing somersaults and flips
While I'm catching clouds for you in another balled up fist
(Someone like you) I'll say there's nothing wrong again
But there's something in your skin that can summon God
Look, I'm the hero; you're the heroine
Needle in the heroin, you can be the sequel that I'm buried in

[Verse 2: Sadistik]
(Someone like you) can probably save me from drowning
Inside this filthy little head of mine that's aching and pounding
Tonight, you're my solar system, I can only witness
Stars in your eyes that are blazing around me
Your touch is like a medicine I need to breathe
Everything you do is so much better than I seem to be
Your chopped liver, I feel so ugly when I'm next to you
Tell me what I have to do so I can feel special, too
Like, you... (like you)

 

Sadistik "Someone Like You" [Remaster]

Cage "Wildlife Awaits" [Remaster]

Cage: Merry Mythras [Remaster]

from the 2015 EP "Phantom Limbs" by Sadistik x Kno

Sadistik x Kno- In Heaven [Remaster]

from the 2014 album "Ultraviolet" by Sadistik

Sadistik- In The Night [Remaster]

from the 2016 EP "Salo Sessions" by Sadistik 

[Verse 1]
Nights are longer, days are shorter
Time gets longer, patience shorter
I just wander pacing forward
Like a monster, stay De Goya
Dead from the start, mark of the beast
Heart that I eat, armed to the teeth
An intellect, sharp, bleak
Indifferent, war, peace
Food for thought they force-feed
That bla bla bla of a blasé god
I got a suicide that’s forming
A warning for a deadly price
I know I’m not the steady type, I’m lost in heady highs
I’m an artist, man, I’m drawn to sketchy types
Crabs in a bucket that I’ll probably kick if I don’t watch ‘em
Hashtag my blood but there’s no audience for psychodrama
Look what the tiger brought in, death, death by dishonor
Ultraviolet on it, show me where they hide the bodies
Inside the audio I probably own a few examples
Tooth enamel planted in the hand that fed a losing battle
Soon Seattle’s gloomy atmosphere
Can steer me to the shadows
Booze tobacco, moody adults
All the blessings they throw at you

[Hook]
Long live the new flesh
Molly hits, group-sex
Long live the new flesh
Klonopin, booze, X
Long live the new flesh
Audience-approved death
Long live the new flesh

[Verse 2]
A blind stupor prying at the sutures
I set fire to their dry sense of humor
They’re alive but they’ll die in the future
People I remove from my side like a tumor
They didn’t notice me when I acted balanced
They didn’t notice when my dying was an art
They didn’t notice me when I planted flowers
But I bet they’d notice with a knife inside their hearts
If I stab deep, add ‘em to the tally
Toe-tag ‘em, bag ‘em & can ‘em up for the trash-heap
And that’s some fitting title usage if you ask me
I hope they get diseases from the music that’s so catchy
There must be something in the water, right?
Root of all evil, power of the dollar, right?
Two can keep a secret if one of ‘em is slaughtered, right?
Fuck, marry, kill & they still don’t get the order right
Right? You see I write with my right hand
Right now, write down, rights of a righthand man
Who was left on a left-hand path
So I’m Plath with the deadpan that
Means I’m Colossus in my head
Doing aerials I’m Ariel & falling to my death
Stomping over cities that their god must have neglected
Instead left an admonishment of long live the flesh
Death to the Videodrome & that’s an order not request
So conform or get the wreck, uh
A Klonipin & a cardiac arrest
Left an overworked artifact, a heart attack is next, uh
So I don’t lollygag my steps
There’s no tardy pass in hell, there’s no sorry that can fix
From over-sleeper to insomniac & stressed
I’m a somnambulist walking right into the hands of them



Sadistik- "Videodrome" [HD]

from the 2016 album "Salo Sessions" by Sadistik

[Verse 1]
All these animals & peasants chase their capital investments
Vested interests I'm disinterested my patterns show obsession
An attic full of questions with no answers for the standards
Just synapses lapses, passages, suggestions, past is present
Man I hate the summer, so I stay inside days are numbered
They only trace the lines, my skies rain & thunder
Deface each other, rape & plunder, bases covered
On the basis that I'm basic, based in basins I'm too drained to slumber
I save the numbers of my dead friends it makes me wonder
Why it strangely comforts, my brains asunder
Under suns I've been taken under, made a hunter
Undertaken where the bugs & aphids clutter
Handshakes feel like cable jumpers
I taste the sunburns but the tongue is rarely accurate
Compare the avarice to mine and I can't bare the wrath of it
I'm out of it but passionate, past a fist is a pacifist
A satirist Jonathan Swift, mental paralysis
I'm harlequin, walking dead, coughing phlegm no oxygen
Generation Y am I supposed to do it talk to them
I lost my innocence, drifted into the distance
Went from different to indifferent, get sickened by this existence
Mourning Glory…

I feel strangled by the chain that my father used to wear
It dangles by my heart it was the cross that he would bear
Every time I think of him I always go to reach for it
‘Cause it reminds me of the sacred bond that we would share
Before the costs I'd inherit, the talks that I'd cherish
The loss of a parent made the loss more apparent
I'm lost in apparent paradox I can't escape or see
Between faith & grief, pain & ease, they made me pray and
Place my knees on cinder blocks, break my teeth, and lick the scars
Make me eat this bitter heart ’til the taste gets sweet
I don't chase my drinks these days
I hate to sound cliche but it's cliche to say I hate to sound cliche
I may be breaking out these chains today
I'm finally free, amiss in this abyss I guess I'm spiraling
It's standard stuff, flashing floods, that's my blood you're siphoning
A side of me's beside itself for anchoring in hell
But I can't see the light I need to save me from myself
It's Mourning Glory

[Verse 2]
I got these bars in my head like I'm Phineas Gage
This Gauge is on empty so gimme some space
Spaced out from the memories that didn't erase
Rays pound all around me kissing my face
Face down, down on my luck, lust for the crown
Crown in my cup, coupled amounts, mountains erupt
Ruptures I count, count-downs downtrodden
Trot around downtowns til I drown in a bottle, like
And now I'm reading Walden
Walled-in like I'm sleeping in a coffin
Coughin' while I'm breathing in the toxins
Talk sins when I'm needing to absolve them
Themselves, set sail, cel-set
Hellbent, inhale, tell sins
Send tales of the tailspins
Tip scales, scale-skinned when the trail ends

[Hook]
She called me blue flower, more like morning-glory
My port is storming every time she tries to ford it for me
They’re always warring on the inside
There’s morning-glory on the inside

[Bridge: Zoe Wick]
Can’t hurry the morning light
I tried with all my might
I’m hanging upside-down
Facing to the ground
’Til I bring back the fire

[Hook]

  

Sadistik-"Mourning Glory"  [HD]

from the 2016 album "Salo Sessions" by Sadistik

[Hook]
You dead! And that’s just how you’re gonna stay
You dead! You don’t get to see another day
You dead! We’ve been dancing on your grave, homie
You dead! Tried to tell you, you don’t want to play

[Verse 1: Nacho Picasso]
Only time I get to running’s when the feds is coming
Bury money in the bed hid the rest in London
I ain’t even going clubbing unless you get my gun in
Hit the powder pack first then I dip the blunt in
New new chick like Lauren London
Cheese steak got extra onions
For Pete’s sakes he’s so repugnant
He joined a cult, she joint a covenant
Shia LeBeouf ‘em, I don’t love ‘em
I don’t cuff ‘em, I just stuff ‘em
You buy the muff, I buy the muffin
I tie ‘em up & don’t buy ‘em nothing
Line ‘em up, divide it up
White lines I’m high as fuck
Bust a nut & then buy a truck
Took a bump & then took a dump
I don’t love no niggas neither
Tattoos & I ain’t a bleeder
Tattoos on every finger
Life’s a bitch, you aim to please her
Life’s a bitch, I’m a wife beater
Blood speckles on wife-beaters
Sold black tar wearing white sneakers
Know white boys with wide peepers
That’ll rob you blind like nice speakers
I’m a night-owl, late night tweaker
Run DMC, on DMT, keep TNT in my Adidas
I walked with Jesus, drew Mona Lisa
I taught the thesis, I’m cold as freezer
They call me Caesar I’m so facetious
Increase the peace or increase the pieces

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Sadistik]
I’m inundated, in a daze
Out my mind I’m in a phase
Innervate my inner-veins
My innards drained for entertainment
At center stage
Spill my guts on dinner plates
I’m dead awake, they’ve been afraid
My set of fangs may penetrate, uh
My limbs still feel dismembered, that's if I still remember
Liquid liquor liver dies like live or die by thrilling benders
Instill the pressure to break the surface & build it better
I'll William Tell em my aim is perfect & kill offenders
My top lip is gothic, the bottom is opposite
I'm often laconic, they not they just talk
Their topics are toxic, obnoxious & nauseous, etcetera
I better not get what they got I know I'm not one of em
Running with wolves, and keeping that pack
Under the moon, I can see in the black
Eat through the fat, hunt and pursue
I turn nothing to something deceive and attack
They feed on the last I proceeded to pass
And repeat it, read it on my lips
It's chronic when they cross their tongues
Just to talk to haunted ones, you dead

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Mr. MFN eXquire]
Yo, I’m a deadbeat, no buzz
I don’t give a fuck, nigga I’m focused
I’m a urban legend, like the Loch Ness
This fur’s a yeti, this fur’s a vest
This verse a blur, my words a blur
Obscure absurd, I’ma merk this nerd
Doing a drive-by, I swerve & squirt
Wave bye-bye, merge with the earth
I’m Mufasa, King Jaffe Joe
On Viagra fucking a sloppy hoe
I grip her ass like I’m kneading dough
You wear Jordan skullcaps with fucking minks
You a fucking weirdo
I don’t give a fuck, I’m fuck-less
I’m drunk as fuck, I’m hopeless
I’m Basquiat, I am Malcolm X
Bitches in the club be like
That nigga ain’t got no type respect
I don’t give a fuck, you still gone fuck
My pops said he like my music
I just say fuck too much
Well fuck you pops
This how the fuck you made me
Fucking wild, fucking crazy


Sadistik- "You Dead" (feat. Nacho Picasso & Mr. MFN EXquire)

from the 2016 EP "Salo Sessions" by Sadistik

[Hook]
Coming in waves
All different colors and shapes up in my face
Flooded with hundreds of planes & none of em gray
Everyone's summer it's strange

[Verse 1]
I am pathetic, cause I'm empathetic
And hide in my head it's so minor
The mind of a skeptic, lights are synthetic
They're everywhere vital and hectic
The highest aesthetics, a life that's systemic
High-lows are leveled in vibrant falsettos
The tidals lack titles but I won't forget it, no I won't forget it
When I go to bed its so psychokinetic
I am antenna, ions and tenors
I'll light up the sky, like the eye of the nexus
Like Roman Polanski, I am The Tenant
To my own unconscious, I am dependent
Depends on perception, the pen can scripts tempests
My temper’s tempestuous, excellent sounds
If I don't swim right the riptide will drift like Virginia’s
I'll give in and then I’ma drown in the...

(Waves)

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Animalistic, the phantoms are present
A precious example of tandem dimensions
My hands on a candle to cancel the shadows
That saddled my mental, a sad I'll admit to
A satellite signal emitting it's riveting
Stand at attention, the visuals vicious
My visions distorted this visage contorted
Of course it's a symptom I've been here before
7 billion people, 14 billion faces, I don't want to meet a one
I'd rather sit inside my tomb where I bloom & I ruminate
In a room with 8ths while the meter runs
Meet or run, watch the cumulus accumulate
Feel the rush, funerals accrue the weight
When I’m in a state I hope it's deep enough
When the season comes to pursue the chase
I'll take it there, and wait till they’re coming in waves

[Bridge]
I’m wavy, everything is blurry on the daily
I’m way beyond what they’ve been on
They basic while I’m wavy

[Hook]

    

Sadistik- "Waves" [HD]

From the 2016 EP "Salo Sessions" by Sadistik

[Verse 1]
I'm out the dark, somebody let some light in here
I light it with a lighter, I bring the fire here
Proceed Prometheus, high as the sky appears
My dog used to say hi right when the light appeared
But then he died... Now only I can hear
Lonely with ire some iron irises eyes are here
They match like, sisters in Shining stairs
Cut with the bicuspids, scissors incisor shears
I kissed her lips and left a blister
Bliss turned into miser-returned into twister
Twister turned to blizzard
Blizzard burned and turned to flood to wash away the winter
And since I've learned to search the mud & walked away the victor
And now so muddy, bloody
I'm nobody, with no buddies
Thorns grow with no budding
There's no sunny, just ho-humming
The low notes in solo, I'm so lone at home with no ghosts

[Hook]
I'm out the dark, I'm out the dark, I'm out the dark
Somebody let some light in here
I'm out the dark, I'm out the dark, I'm out the dark
I bring the fire here

[Verse 2]
I'm out the dark, fingers think they're spider limbs
Crawl around her body, sink inside her skin
They place their eggs inside, creating aches & sighs
Don't exorcise my demons make em extra-sized
They say the devil lies in scripture
I say the devil lies in scripture
So picture this image is grim but I can't say it's brightening
Although the lightless days are lightening
But not like light the way light lightning, strike!
More light lighten weight like lightening
I tried to sing imprisoned once, but that thought was for the birds
I wanted to be fly so I thought about the birds
Where will they be heading as they soared through the air?
I watched a beheading swing a sword through the heir
Acquiring the crown is a sordid affair
So I sorted through the fair and found a spark
I'm out of body, out of mind, I'm…

[Hook]

Sadistik- "Out The Dark" [HD]

from the 2008 album "The Balancing Act" by Sadistik

Tip your cups, to the late night writing binge
Of stage fright, another playwright dies again
I reach for great heights and play my violin
On my vocal chords where the great whites hide within
I'm neglectin' broken veins and the ventricles that break
When I'm hiding what I feel in a Texas Hold 'Em face
I better fold that ace, and find a past time
Pride has flat-lined and my pedestal's at stake
Reality's orphan kid, casualty abortion vict'
Journalist of worth, personality contortionist
My claws scrape the granite
Scratchin' pain poems in hallways I'm trapped in
I think of Colepaugh taking his final breath
And the bullets that he lodged in David McDonald's chest
I swear to god that I felt the bullets too
In a homicide, suicide I sing the ocean blues

Hear the sounds, of a thousand broken spirits
A man who wouldn't lie and a crowd who won't endear it
Confessions of a clown that's sounding so sincere when
He always faced the ground, wrote it down in quotes and lyrics
I've got a ghost, but he never stays in touch
Another hole to dig and another grave to love
Another fifth is gone, another day that sucks
Another dream is dead as the summer fades to dusk

I gotta find the time of day when I'm awake and no
I'm not afraid to migrate and hide away alone
And every single song I make is another piece of my
Peace of mind, if I fall in line and swallow pride I'll (choke)
On rum and cokes, I'm runnin' low on beer and weekend booze
Just to ink a song and singalong right here to sing to you
I'm out of love and tired and I'm sounding uninspired
When I'm drinking 'til I puke without a single reason to
With a one one two, when I con-front you
When I do all the things that the fuck ups do
Come to another place, undo lovin' mistakes
When I'm summonin' something abundant I'm lovin' instead of just runnin' away
A-way to look past this is gaze through look glasses
Semantics passions practiced actions and that's it when I catch wind in an-tics

(I wrote this for you Phoenix... listen)

Every single night I pray my letters form a kiss
And it blows through the wind until it rests upon her lips
A metamorphosis that the butterflies imagine
In undecided fashion when weather storms emit
She settles scores with this and I just sit enchanted
As fireflies dance until her wish is granted
I listen frantic to melodies of heartbreak
It feels so temporary but she's telling me it's always
I'd die in hell so my angel's not alone
And I'd swim inside her blood for a fatal drop of hope
Just to prove our engagements are soluble
And dance to the chorus when the rain hits the solitude
And breaks into molecules, that's her
Another piece of me that feels but can't hurt
I stand firm, in this apocalyptic breeze
Until I finally fall apart and then my confidence is breached
And I'm gone... and I'm gone...

   

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