DRUGS YOU HAVEN'T EVEN HEARD OF | prod.COHKANE

IShouldBeDead ft. Nail + Famskiiii [prod. p4ra]

i'm a husk without a shell
cover taken by me

lyrics:
you found a shellless husk of a man you
used to know
but then he died
in my arms

he passed away
he died so peacefully
stay right here

i'm one of them
you killed
i sleep under your floorboards
sleeping like a husk
sleeping so silently

you can hear the tapping
it's just me
tapping your walls
making you paranoid
i don't know where to go
i feel so stuck

how to crawl out
of this hell now
how to crawl out of here

shellless husk [prod. michael harrison]

2011 CORE SET | prod.404GUAP

shoutout @rosecityink on ig for the art!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
@estromara
puppybreath was formerly estromara

CABBAGE PATCH | ft. PUPPYBREATH (p. P The Producer)

PUMPKIN GUTZ [[feat. HEL!]] [[prod. lilrahera]]

SOMETHING DIFFERENT I I I I
CAN’T REWIND SHIT WHEN I DIE IE
SPREAD WING MOTH OR BUTTERFLY Y
JUST A SPOT ON THE SUN NOTHING DIFFERENT
PLASTIC BOY ALWAYS JUST THE VICTIM
CIRCUMSTANCES A FEW  BAD DECISIONS
IS IT REALLY MURDER NO ONE MISSED HIM

PUTRID SMILE TEETH LONG LIKE A MILE
VILE BRAIN GET REFORMED TURN THE DIODE
NUMBERS NUMBERS IN MY FEED I DIE FOR
U AIN’T MAKE SHIT HOMIE U SHOULD TRY MORE

TEARS DOWN MY FACE THEM SHITS IS GOLD TIPPED
SMASH THE SPIDER BLINDLY AND THE ROACH SLIP
A COLD WRIST SO FROZEN
NOT FROM THE PISS BUT THE WOUND HELLA OPEN
 PRAY TO JESUS OR VISHNU
WHEN U GONE NO ONE MISS YOU
DIG UP UNDERMINER OUT THE CASKET
BASKETCASE HOW I LIVE IN THIS BASKET
ALL MY HOMIES RLY MUTATED GNARLY
MY BITCH LIGHT UP WITH ME SHE A BARBIE
PLASTIC BOY PLASTIC LIFE PLASTIC ARMY
SOLIDERS GUN DOWN THAT BOY DESERVED HARDLY

AMERICAN WASTOID TREATED HARSHLY
I RECORD A CRIME TURN IT TO ART SCENE


 AMERICAN WASTOID I DON’T FUCKING CARE
LIFE IS SO FUCKING FAIR
BUZZING BUZZING SOMETHING LURKING IN THE AIR
WHEN I WOKE UP FROM THE NIGHTMARE I WAS SO
WHEN I SPOKE UP IN MIC NOBODY FUCKING
STUCK IN THESE WALLS N THEY HURT LEAD HOUSE
DREAD OUT HOMIE SPEW BRAINS WHEN HE BLED OUT LIKE ROADKILL
DOWN IN ABYSS WHERE THE COLD FEEL
COLDER MY BONES TURN TO BOULDER
HOW THE FUCK I GET OLDER
I’M OLD NOW
NOT IN THE FACE BUT THE SOUL HOW
I LET THIS SHIT PASS ME BY I WILL GROW OUT
I EXTEND TO THE ENDS OF THE EARTH
YOU WILL HURT
YOU WILL NOTICE MY WORTH
OR YOU CAN DIE SLOW
EYES LIVING INSIDE OF MY PHONE
AND THIS WAX ONLY NUMBING THE COPE 
OF ERODING I’M FOLDING
I FOLD ALL THESE CARDS ON A TABLE
AND STUB OUT THIS CIGARETTE ON MY 
ROACH MAN MAKE SCARY SONGS TILL YOU
AMERICAN WASTOID COME TO DIE
AMERICAN WASTOID WASTE INSIDE
AMERICAN WASTOID WHERE’S THE LIGHT

AMERICAN WASTOID [PROD.DETHCORP1]

YOU THINK THAT GUN CAN STOP ME?
I FEEL NOBODY WANT ME
I FEEL LIKE SOMETHING COMING
SOMEBODY TELL ME SOMETHING
THIS AINT’ NO FUCKING SONG
THIS SHIT A CRY FOR HELP
LIKE SHIT DON’T MATTER
WELL
U GOTTA LIVE FOR SELF
BUT WHAT IF I’M NOT SHIT
WHO GON COME HELP ME THEN
I NEED A PADDED CRIB
I NEED A FUCKING FIX
I LASH OUT AT WORLD
THE WORLD LAUGH AT ME
HOMIE LIGHT THIS UP
GIMME THAT GASOLINE
U WANNA WATCH ME BURN
I TURN TO ASH LIKE THAT
AND IF MY ACTIONS BAD
BLAME MY FUCKIN PAST
BLAME MY FUCKING LIFE
THAT SHIT AN ACCIDENT
AND IT DON’T MAKE ME HAPPY JUST TO GO ANNOUNCE THAT SHIT
THIS AIN’T NO FUCKING SONG
THIS SHIT A TERROR THREAT
I MIGHT OPEN UP MY BODY SPREAD THIS PLAGUE OF DEATH 
AND IF I JUST CAN’T PUNCH A HOLE INTO THIS CRYSALLIS 
I MIGHT NEVER OPEN UP MY SHIT JUST MIGHT BE CRIPPLED KID
I DON’T NEED NO REFERENCES TO SHIT YOU SHITS DONE HEARD OF
ALL I KNOW IS THIS SHIT AND THE SHIT THAT I CAN WORK OFF
THEY CHITTER JUST LIKE THAT
LEGS THAT WRAP AROUND YOU THEN THEY STAB YOU IN THE BACK
THE SPIRAL NEVER END IT SEEM
EVER SINCE THAT PARTY ALL MY FRIENDS DONE WENT ABANDONED ME
I GOT A COUPLE LEFT
BUT WHAT IT MATTER FOR
I PUSH UPWARDS SISYPHUS LIKE WHAT THE FUCK I SHATTERED MORE

SHIT SMEAR [PROD.DETHCORP1]

2 FRIED (PROD. TJR)

Faultlines - I Hear Him In My Tinnitus

HAM

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kheue93SC-A
https://steeplejackrecc.bandcamp.com/album/i-hear-him-in-my-tinnitus

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Together forever,
In static and dust

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Mastered by Borg Queen at Syntonix
Artwork by Eek

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Steeplejack operates on Stolen land.
We acknowledge the Wurundjeri People of the Kulin Nation as the traditional custodians of the land.
We pay our respects to their elders past, present, and future.
Sovereignty was never ceded.

AMERICAN WASTOID [PROD.DETHCORP1]

BLUD JONEZ

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