Total Eclipse

Ft. cellist Nick Photinos

Photo credit Phil Koons

My special thanks to the talented Sonia Killmann for contributing many of the field recordings of ice featured in this piece. These samples can be downloaded for creative use: 

http://Sonia-killmann.com 

https://soniakillmann.bandcamp.com/album/ice-sample-pack

Fractured, Shattered, Filigreed

Where Were You (P.Saint)

Produced & Mixed by Chain$aw Huey

Lyrics:
These niggas fake it 'til they make it
If I want it I'ma take it
Never thought that we would make it
Streets is cold ain't got no blanket
Yea it's cold outside its rainin'
Bet they know now what my name is
Lock myself up in my room, I lock myself up in the basement
100 days that we been slavin'
100 days that we been patient
Now this shit mine for the taking
Yea I die bout my respect
I die about my reputation
Drownin' you can't save me
Move in thousands like the navy, yea
Yea, Yea yeaa

Niggas ain't shit but in the way
I be in the fast lane fuck the middle lane
Niggas know my first, last and my middle name
On the block we got Ks and artillery
Niggas know I'm self made
I ain't tryna get saved
Yea I keep it X Rated I'm just tryna get paid
And I been on this chapter tryna see the next page
Tryna see the next day
Niggas frontin' like they know damn Chain
Resurrect the damn game,
But first I resurrect my damn niggas in the grave
All these niggas came up
Guess they beat me to the punch
Yea I'm stuck in my ways
Yea better cut to the chase
Yea I'm numb to the pain
Niggas know what the fuck I claim

These niggas fake it 'til they make it
If I want it I'ma take it
Never thought that we would make it
Streets is cold ain't got no blanket
Yea it's cold outside its rainin'
Bet they know now what my name is
Lock myself up in my room, I lock myself up in the basement
100 days that we been slavin'
100 days that we been patient
Now this shit mine for the taking
Yea I die bout my respect
I die about my reputation
Drownin' you can't save me
Move in thousands like the navy, yea
Yea, Yea yeaa

6ixside

Takin' Over

Produced & Mixed by Zepfire

Lyrics:
Yea Yea
Yea Yea
Yea Yea
Yea

In the field
Trained to kill
I really will,
I really will
Let blood spill
I cant shake the feeling
Yea we bout to make a killing
Make a million
Pop a xan and I turn to a villain
Been through it ain't no damn healin'
Ice cold yea no damn feelings
Self made millionaires no damn ceilings
Yea it's been a lot of cold damn winters
My nigga they know that nigga, yeaa yea

Yea, now a nigga poppin'
Yea poppin' like acne
Runnin' laps around these niggas like a track meet
Roll the windows down nigga from the back seat
Chase em down like a taxi (Ay)
Yea nigga go swimmin' in the black sea (Ay)
Shoot em swishes like manny
Yea nigga know better than to tax me
I'm like the gingerbread man yea catch me if you can,
But these niggas cant catch me
Yea these niggas cant match me
Come into the city little nigga 'less you ask me

In the field
Trained to kill
I really will,
I really will
Let blood spill
I cant shake the feeling
Yea we bout to make a killing
Make a million
Pop a xan and I turn to a villain
Been through it ain't no damn healin'
Ice cold yea no damn feelings
Self made millionaires no damn ceilings
Yea it's been a lot of cold damn winters
My nigga they know that nigga, yeaa yea

Undivided

Nightmare (ft. MSDOX)

Produced by Chain$aw Huey

Mixed by Zepfire

Lyrics:
Ain't no capes
Ain't here to save the day
When it's a drought
Pray for rainy days
Pray for sunshine round the way
B-b-birds ringing
Butterflies in the grave, yea
Turn this shit to a damn stage
Yea, never had shit now it's champagne
I can't stay (yea)
It's damn hate (yea)
Nigga in the city

Yea, I ain't do it like Diddy
Niggas know I run the 6
Yea niggas know I run the fuckin' city
Know I run the whole game
Yea a nigga in cuffs and chains
Tryna take me out the game
Yea nigga ain't goin' out in vain
Yea I put on my ice, yea I put on my chains
Niggas can't stop me from shining
Yea a nigga in a ice age
We could go head to head
Straight up battle like light sabers
We could shoot it out, like MJ in the finals game

Ain't no capes
Ain't here to save the day
When it's a drought
Pray for rainy days
Pray for sunshine round the way
B-b-birds ringing
Butterflies in the grave, yea
Turn this shit to a damn stage
Yea, never had shit now it's champagne
I can't stay (yea)
It's damn hate (yea)
Nigga in the city

Love/Hate

Produced & Mixed by MSDOX

Lyrics:
Yea
Through the grapevine
Heard it all through the grapevine
They speak name it come back around
What goes up come back down
We up 'til the sun back down
Up day and night
Up til it's back down, yea
And you know I can't back down
What goes up come back down

Yea we shoot em down
Yea we catch em and we run em down
We ain't playin' we ain't fuckin' around
Killas know to stay silent they ain't make a sound
And false claimin' they cant say shit when I'm not around
Know we run the town
I been in the city
City lights on me, yea they glisten
Nigga I can't go missin'
Nigga the face of this shit
Nigga we a take your Mrs
Come to my side we a take your shit
Niggas they lookin like a lick
Pourin' up sprite til I get the right mix
I ain't goin' outside til a nigga get rich
It's pourin' outside yea a nigga getting lit
We ain't never had a pot to piss in
Know I show up front and centre
I'ma make it in this shit
That's the only thing on the agenda

Through the grapevine
Heard it all through the grapevine
They speak name it come back around
What goes up come back down
We up 'til the sun back down
Up day and night
Up til it's back down, yea
And you know I can't back down
What goes up come back down

See the color of my skin and ask my background
Put that nigga in the ground
Put that nigga down
Gimme that stick right now
Shit hold 50 rounds
We gon' get em now
We gon' lay em down
And its night when we coming out
Yea the wolves out
Yea we here now
I can't feel now
I can't feel now
Yea they talk about us
We the talk of the town

Through the grapevine
Heard it all through the grapevine
They speak name it come back around
What goes up come back down
We up 'til the sun back down
Up day and night
Up til it's back down, yea
And you know I can't back down
What goes up come back down

Grapevine

MR URINATOR

Another day of high school madness
Teacher calls to come in front of class
Girls are giggling, boys look evil
Everybody is an asshole, everybody laughs

Later on the way to toilet
Every lesson, every break
3 guys wait behind the corner
Sweatbox, kicks you have to take

Call me Mr. Urinator
I am here for soul castration
Call me Mr. Urinator
Bring it on to my damnation

Another day of high school madness
Pushed the head to toilet bowl
Urine taste and strangulation
Break my body, break my soul

No more toilet, no more bully
Fuck yourself, don’t call me names
Pissface, Mr. Urinator
No more suffer, no more games

Call me Mr. Urinator
I am here for your predation
Call me Mr. Urinator
Brace your brain for urination

Another day of high school madness
Wait behind the toilet door
Lurking ambush, turn the tables
Kick the bully to the floor

Push his head into the toilet
Hear him suffer, hear him cry
Whack the lid against his head
Watch him bleed and watch him die

Watch his brain squeeze in the bowl
Get your dick his brain to pee
Call me Mr. Urinator
Now I’m avenged, now I’m free!

Call me Mr. Urinator
I am here for soul salvation
Call me Mr. Urinator
Brace your head for your damnation

Mr Urinator

NO MATCH.

In My Birkin ft. Piambs p. J. Grande

6ixside
05.03.24

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