CASSETTES: https://mementomorirecordings.bandcamp.com/album/floaters

Side A
1.	Dancing Is Forbidden - 00:00
2.	Are You Gonna Bark All Day, Little Doggy, Or Are You Gonna Bite? ft. SKWAB - 02:13
3.	Where We're Going We Won't Need Eyes To See - 05:12
4.	I'm Like King Midas In Reverse Here, Everything I Touch Turns To Shit - 07:27
5.	I’m Looking For My Friend, Heroin. Do You Know Him? ft. Testa Rossa - 10:05
6.	Finger Do, Finger Won't, Finger Will, Finger Don't - 13:37
7.	The Injury To My Name Is Much More Than The Injury To My Gut - 16:50
8.	If God Is In Me, He's A Tumor - 19:11

Side B
1.	Do You Read Sutter Cane? - 22:09
2.	Cocaine Is America's Cup Of Coffee - 24:25
3.	Turn The Goddamn Music Up! My Heart Feels Like An Alligator! ft. ST Blaze - 27:17
4.	Sit Yo' Five Dollar Ass Down Before I Make Change - 29:49
5.	Brother, Life's A Bitch And She's Back In Heat - 23:33
6.	Get To The Chopper ft. DVMIX - 36:20
7.	We All Float Down Here - 39:13

DEXGOD x TRYPTAMINE - FLOATERS (2023) FULL TAPE STREAM

Bastard


DO WHAT THOU WILT - APOSTLE GINSENG X BLACKW3B X ROZZ DYLIAMS - PRODUCED BY BLACKW3B

LYRICS
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ROZZ DYLIAMS 
I came in the name of the Christ
to destroy the occult laying claim to this life 
Free from the chains of audacious delight
familiar with both sides of the blade of the knife
Use the linear nature of time to heal as much as you can from the pain and the strife
Lookin for the love in the light aim is precise 
get saved while you still can take this advice
Objective truth maintained through the plight can be enough to make you want to rampage through the night
Wake up late
Get upstate 
Paid to recite 
the advancement of the kingdom pre schism by design
So born again straight edge and clear minded
experiencin debt daily I dont mind it
Soul bought by blood the contract bindin you need him and its not really rocket science to find him

APOSTLE GINSENG 
apostle ginseng been keepin it open minded
yeah do what thou wilt my true will hit me I didn't find it
feelin high as shit etchin a hieroglyph into my arm with my knife now it make me see blinded 
blindfolded
and thought provokin 
like a hot shower burnin my skin and the knob wont turn again
will came to me inside a dream now its talkin to me sat me down and play it on repeat
been had the bass boomin with a wide tone
been had the honey dipped in the trichome 
been had the bass boomin with a wide tone
been had the honey dipped in the trichome
i been watchin all six all night long 
yeah bitch i know you wanna do it with the lights on
been bumpin the perfect brian mcknight song
slither slide on this shit like a python

BLACKW3B
Resting my head up
Got nothing better no matter 
Cheifing this cake not no mothafuckin batter 
I fling the past down my own hellhole 
Summoning not forgetting 
Miserable with my blade I feel 
Prideful no vengeance I wanna 
Burn hash like blood soaked ancient sigils 
I'm gouging the frankinscense 
Feeling outdated but system never be 
In the end when we all buried with life 
Fall apart to the bone 
Tats one with the spirit 
Baal to the throne I call 
Hades engulfing my praise, they taking these poems I say 
Washing these bitches out 
Slinging down the corner I wander 
Ponder maybe even bother a brother 
Calling my name to the table he shudders
Washing the old feels out 
Whimsical knowledge these bars 
Are my calling 
Ghastly verses sure to burn 
The sin outta yo flesh
I am at rest 
Feeling my veins burn
Television static 
Never ain't here to call 
I call him off the block
And without guilt, we take to the top 
A race like a chase 
Touched so hard right there 
Warm feeling, tolerable 
Feel me, pulsate
Felt nothing but repulsed 
Discarded not far 
Way down, down, down, down  
Asbestos shackles chained to the waist 
Gripped so tight lose our pace
Sole perpetrator
Adulterated abysmal shame 
Feed the likes 
Not lost to time 
All fades out 
No lost time 

APOSTLE GINSENG
apostle ginseng been keepin it open minded
ghoulposse ghoulsquad the click soul binded
2 thick with the pimpin in mind to find a dime piece like minded enlightened 
restin my head up
nothin better 
than the putrid thoughts
stir the broth in the cauldron
then we made to drink it all
destroyed all traces of original society 
and made it propriety to sin until youre dead and gone
if im in heaven or hell i dont mind it
im switchin back and forth like every day i been mind bent
borderline destructive chemical imbalance trippin 
take the knife away from me before my dick start drippin
poke prod it deeper and deeper tissue rippin
apostle ginseng earned my doctorate in hard mackin pimpin 
ghastly women
on my dick by the millions 
if i have to choose the music or them then i wont be livin
if shes in heaven or hell i dont mind it
she gave me both and catalyzed the shit that caused my mind to bend
borderline destructive chemical imbalance winnin
try to fight against it but its thugged out and  grinning 
you're all you're all you're all that you are 
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Do What Thou Wilt w/ BLACKW3B ft. Rozz Dyliams

Produced, mixed, written, and recorded by Crows Peak


Lyrics:

our shadows do no meet no mo’
without your warmth around me, I’ve been going cold.
your name it burns upon my mind just like a brand.
put my feelings all into your tired hands.
enough that I had done,
but back then couldn’t see it.
words I said I don’t think that you knew I meant it.
It’s like one day I just woke up and then you vanished.
Spiraling into depression going manic.
screaming through the night until the blood exude my mouth.
in this moment of temptation mane I just want out.
starin at the wall I’m picking off my dyin scabs.
the cuts upon my wrists, I let it fall into the grass.
this cut so deep more than a razor mane it ever could.
your name still haunt me, years later, thinking that I should.
Reach out, maybe there’s a chance we meet again.
Nah…
Nothin left for me I feel it, never can it mend

OUR SHADOWS DO NOT MEET

YUP CATCH EM (THE VIRUS AND ANTIDOTE)

MOMENTARY MASTERS OF A FRACTION OF A DOT RELEASED JUNE 14 2025
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momentary masters of a fraction of a dot
still im thinkin bout my knot
gettin dressed 
grab my best friend from under the pillow i guess i ought
pages on pages on pages of real kvlt shit spells in the window
steppin out and i see the woman boutta turn the bitch into a widow 

catch my backswing
hit a bitch with my spellbook 
tie her down and slit her wrists
got the murda dawg magazine tucked in my cloak if i needa break a bitch
damn ginseng into bloodletting
youre impure filled with disease 
no amount of blood you lose will ever cause you to be clean 

if an angel came to see you would you make her feel at home or would you not
fertile woman on a gravel road ill take her home back to my spot
well help each other out take a full moons ride inside our minds eye and figure it out
make us out make us what we are its been 4 years and still im dripped out
swaggin out zaggin out
i been showing em what im bout
every day still feels the same but every song it feels different now
swaggin out zaggin out
i been showin em what im bout
4 women that i write about but only one of em has been down
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MOMENTARY MASTERS OF A FRACTION OF A DOT

CUNT SPAWN

DERMAPLANE RELEASED JULY 25 2025
PROD. YOUNG FLECHETTE 
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apostle ginseng left alone
only thing that give me comfort is my razor and her moan
cuttin up the tissue bitch while listenin to sorry... im a young dumb fuck aint never recieved a sorry
cuttin it up with pretty women duckin all the tricky bitches
how can i feel better when i only love the skinny bitch
when everythjng else would fuckin feel like a downgrade yung gin stay macked gotta focus on the pay
steady fuck a bitch fuck love get money
everybody leaves no matter how sweet the honey
fuck
i feel so goddamn dumb but i guess that this shit is just my luck always left broken torn up fuckdd

y u leave girl
y u leave girl
everybody leaves girl

its a pattern now everything ends this way
i expect it to happen now every day
fucked up i cant say it enough
ginseng on the hunt boutta pound a bitchs cunt
ay
wasnt here when i wanted you the most
hit me up and call me over then u ghost
failed communication its myfaultitsinsane
im always upset gotmychestfilledwithpain
raised up
 the whole thing
step to me if you got nuts that can hang i got nothin left to lose so im boutta lett it swang
i been zagged out strung out contemplating pain
it feels like everything just makes me feel in disbelief that how it really happened was the way i saw it made
like why does everything so horrible come on to me and why can i not process it in a healthy way
apostle ginseng forever im fucked up im broke unlovable gon tie the rope up
dont ask me for help dumb bitch i cant save you i barely like myself so how the fuck am i gon save you

grab the dermaplane
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Dermaplane

MIXED, WRITTEN & PROD. by CROWS PEAK
COVER also by me

exert the air up out my lungs & hold my final breath.

Lyrics:

Pushed off to the side
Dismissed 
And left to fuckin die 
The road ahead is long 
The weight upon 
Can’t hold my eyes
Fixed upon the distance 
Ignoring all the fucking signs 
Feeling so, fuckin down, my head no longer holdin high 

Pushin through 
Can’t feel my heart 
It beats for fuckin nun
Banished from that place 
Ignored and labeled fuckin scum 
I can not go back 
exert the air up out my lungs 
Held my final breath I do it oh so fuckin long 
My spirit hangin on, by a single fuckin thread 
Passin by these faces that I’ve grown to fuckin hate 
Cannot hold on too much longer, I won’t see the gates 
Will it all get better, know I can’t no longer wait 
Through the rain and through the clouds ahead 
That hangin over
Seen a glimpse of light 
That stray so far way from my person 
Somewhere that I can abstain from all these fuckin curses 
Somewhere I can break free from this wicked warped (x2)

HELD MY FINAL BREATH

!!Decrypted audio log recovered from the canals o’ dread county!!
Prod yoshi 
!LYRICS!

6 days of fire 
7 minutes ina furnace 
43 seconds with yer visage got my chest it burnin 
Heat stay on my side sumtimes wonder if it’s peace for which I’m truly yearning 
Here I lie violence only ever gave me purpose

Scoured yard blistering n it shows a lack of god
The scorched earth is here n bae yer my lamb of law 
When i awake is it my name I hear you call 
Or did the devourance reclaim us all

A bismuth whip affixed to my spine
The sentiment of dread that resides up in my mind 
Anointed cerebellum counter weights to the sky 
When the worlds falling down how could a man deny

Feel the fever  on my back
 I do not sweat 
No compromise 
The iron in my hand 
I grip that bitch 
N Then I let em die 
Don’t turn back the grass is wet 
Your warmth a reminder in my cigarette 
No words on the epitaph

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