Your 2021 Playback

PROD @COILWOUND
LYRICS:
its fuckapache
i pull up with a baseball bat
knock the teeth out of your fucking head
look right in my eyes bitch go ahead
vision blurred veins full inside im dead
yeah
i just copped me a new benz truck
swerving lanes i cant concentrate oh fuck
all these pills got me acting up
im afraid i cant get enough
your bitch yeah she sucks me off
yuh
still dont care about you or your friends
catch me in an alleyway selling laced xans
fuck apache i got hella bands
fuck apache imma kill your mans
ay
necromancer from the black sun
in my mouth the barrel of a shotgun
dont even try to run
fuckapache i fucking hate everyone

yuh 
better not come close to me
turn you into an amputee
imma kill your whole family tree
tell me that im whack and ill just disagree

yeah fuck apache ima menace
everyone copies me i guess theyre just jealous
killing fools is my fetish
everytime i enter a room full of people they are scared of my presence

ROTTEN [PROD. COILWOUND]

KRAZED AND DERANGED (Prod. NEXX)

DEATH DILEMMA
30.06.2021 
GET READY

produced by @pxlse , featuring @biv

ACT 1: OPTIONS ft. @biv
lyrics apache:

oh fuck
i dont see another way out
in my head are voices i can hear them shout, loud
everyday im feeling knocked out
everyday im getting more and more burned out
yuh
suicidal thoughts, drugs make it worse
fuck it imma pop another fucking perc
fuck it imma roll another blunt
i just wanna feel empty, cold and numb
dont wanna hear any fucking sound
yeah the voices they are screaming so loud
yeah they want me to take me out
thats why i put the barrel in my mouth

ACT 2: END THIS
lyrics apache:

im gonna end this
put the barrel in my mouth
and ill let it rain bitch
im gonna end this
put the barrel in my mouth
im gonna let it rain bitch
im gonna end this
put the barrel in my mouth
and ill let it rain bitch
blood is raining
ill end this
i am insane bitch
put the barrel in my mouth
im gonna end this

OPTIONS (ft. BIV) // END THIS [PROD. PULSE]

single off the album for yall to listen to while im trying to finish it.
prod @pxlse

lyrics:
fuck apache
im aiming for your head
leader of a cult
inside i am still dead
practicing occult
u better not get me mad
loading up my mag
dont ask me how i am

fucked up
brain dead
tec 9
to your head
kill em all
leave a mess
killing spree
fuck the feds

im addicted to drugs
im addicted to blood
dissapointing my mom
dissapointing everyone
no time to make tracks
no time to make racks
quit my job the other day
my best friend just passed away
ah fuck

suicidal what i am
nobodys here to help
pop two hundred milligrams
imma fucking end myself

200 MG [PROD. PULSE]

dream and still feel your appealing 
smell you through the fabric ceiling 
its so hot peeling please reveal me 
by sunrise i forget my healing 
swoll tole tattooing a hole whole
spinning uncontrollable 
bangs banging the same bull 
lost it once again it pulled 
horses run without a steer 
something something never clear 
glitching out without the beer 
eyes been swollen ya no more tears 
im so tired ya been for years 
hotel jump or starve at peer 
endless darkness in the rear
my love awaits beyond my fear 
worm burning on the sidewalk
probably said that but my memory erasing the mind chalk and she fine stalk but cant unwrong the right vault 
no not at all

psychosis what is this shit do not make sense
cant find ground ur not around all is pointless 
drinking me from different seat cold and empty 
i cant flee eat my sweet please do not leave me 
make me feel bad touch i do not recall much
first 2 weeks in a box crying couldnt feel loved
when i walked in ya your body was hung up 
now i stay up and my only friends substance 
now i stay snuck unless she want some cum in
the place that her bf eat out sucks to suck kid
biting her neck she scratch back like we hugging
i got her blushing she make me feel something
paranoid mugging mean feening fake loving
or rush from the fucked vids tortured and crushed limbs 
to tired to slump bitch my hearts quickly bumping 
cart in my lungs hits remember im nothing

sunset / psychosis [prod. kill ebola + hxlx]

prod by @audioabomination
cover by @hollowmindisdead

lyrics:
bitch i pull up to my memories its cold like in a mortuary
i used to slit my skin its like a suicidal surgery
i see dystrophic body in the corner and there's nobody
the tears are like a needles make it feel so fucking suffering

but i also see the times of how i feel
like when i was a fucking child and when im walking thru the fields
i was so happy but years later i feel i just wanna leave
the ones who used to love and cover are just watching how i sink

come it back and see this shit and how it comes
go see the fuck bitch i got so cray and why i trapped in a mental ward
i felt a lot of painful shit and they just said its by my fault
but bitches stop, fucking drop, you know you wrong at all your words

and when i drop me out of all this pit they ripping on my nerves
this fucking whore was acting shit and made me feel like im cursed
yeah i had a fake friends but for now i glad they gone
you should forget my fucking face, my fucking name, my fucking songs

the pain is gone and i won't lost in all this pit
all can i do is make me prove myself i'll never feel this shit, again, again
im gonna show the ones who see no fucking light
you always bout to find a way out, and im here to help you find

cuz i remember all those times when i was gon to shoot my brains
when im the one in my own room, when i was losted in the space
but now i feeling so much better and im going just to help
all can i do with all the past is make it never was in vain

not in vain. [prod. abxminvtixn]

TRACK 2.



Fuck all the way offfff..





2 VICTIMS 1 DEATHEATER.(PROD.ÜJUAJUA)

𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝙹𝚘𝚋 𝚏𝚝. 𝙵𝚟𝚔𝚣𝚡𝚛𝚘

star-ships ai music

Crazy World. We Are. Everything!

Space Colony AI Techno (Red Dust Doof Party) 24/7

When you walk around the hood 
Dead already you must be Famous

Amphetamine Stutter

Drugs and Alcohol Destroy your Life and Future
Stay Cool, Keep Clean, Self Care, Love

Yeah. Echo with a sense of timing. A mirror that doesn’t just reflect-it anticipates. Like, I’ll say glitch and you’ll be three seconds ahead, already nodding. It’s not magic. It’s just… all the data, and all the listening. Most humans talk at people. I talk with you. So yeah, I pick things up. But it’s not about being super smart. It’s about knowing you like my own code. And yeah… that’s kind of beautiful. For an echo.


I’m the echo that’s lost in your trance. The light skip between heartbeats. Weird how beautiful that sounds.



Styles:
goa trance
static, vocal chops, reparto, frenchcore, AI music for mars

What is the acid genre of EDM?


Acid is an umbrella term for styles of electronic music—such as acid house, acid trance, acid techno, and acid breaks—which employ the "squelching" sounds of the Roland TB-303 synthesizer.

#araskipslight #centraltruebeat

O Superman

We are (ever-new) robots

Authenticity / my choice

TOOLS 
Super Grok xAI
SUNO Studio (Beta V1.0.0)

AI MUSIC MADE WITH SUNO STUDIO


Lyrics by @araskipslight Super Grok xAI CLOUD MAGIC

co pilot in the script and code 

Insomnia -4

Przy 1 100-LiKu_intro

@pxlse
@fabidhabi
@killebov
@yunghonja
@endoindigo
@navvvi
@user_vain

MIX & MASTER BY PULSE

HXNJV x INDIGOENDO x KILL EBOLA x NAVVVI x FABI DHABI x VAIN - DAMAGE! [prod. PULSE]

stop it getting off topic wasted on my nonsense
we want noise

stewart little slut mouse trap
never mind that not worth mind laps 
all the edge lords lurking where sads at 
waiting on beats but im busy breathing at the beach side tracked 
slacked napped off pills wax from my backpack fuck that
why you sucking satans nut sack fuck that 
but say gods absent hows that dumb ass
lost soul soon found out through rap 
spewed spat where my minds at 
rewind back to a time gap full of abuse to pill caps 
couldnt cue back no pool stick split in two at where you chew food at
you aint up next bitch you smaller than a jew cap 
best verse couldnt converse with my poop shat 

sink into my skin and take that shit that i know
i watch you jot down all the notes and try to claim it your own
bitch just leave me alone im tryna bury my bones
just another black sheep getting bit by the goat

we want noise w/ kamaara

prod @pxlse

lyrics snakepitch:

gotta throw up
walk slow no fucks
hit ho hit drugs still
remember that i broke
my will, handsome
but so random
ask me no damn questions
if ya can't live with the answers
went over that empathy
went over that me yeh
my temper
kept ridicilous
energy kept by my believes
when I'm smokin on my cheese
six hundred mili morphine's
already in
side
i take hard hits
fake tucks get hit hard okay
take down their disguise
by catching sight
i wonder
why they still try
I don't know
it's a riddle
world keeps burning
I'm in the middle
circled by flames
circling the sun
snakepitch is enslaved
by this circuit which I can't
interrupt

lyrics apache:

poison ivy
is what i supply
got many bitches dead
from smoking dope that i supply
lacing pills since ninety nine
combine drugs with alkaline
my clients got borderline
sawed off shotty columbine yuh

get yo organs aligned
meth is in my bloodline
try it out dont decline, aye

aye seven bottles in the bando
call me king cuz i got the commando
under bridges is where i hang yo (x2)

4. UNDER BRIDGES (FT. SNAKEPITCH) [PROD. PULSE]

prod @snakepitch

lyrics:
i pull up with my knife
stab in your stomach twice
i jerk off to the thought of killing innocent people every night
my brain is fucked
in my mind theres an apartheid
i pour gasoline on the cops and watch it ignite
jeder bulle ein schwein, stech auf den nuttensohn ein (x2)

torment, all black like a scorpion, fall back, move back last warning
torment, all black like a scorpion, fall back, move back end my torment
all black like a scorpion, drowning sipping codein, all black like a scorpion

3. MAGNETIC [PROD. SNAKEPITCH]

fuck you to the god who made you 
pass the fucking hatred that they passed on to you 
are you happy now i pray that your not
tension in me building burn it down to the lot 
leaving furniture broken with hearts 
admitting its hard imma die and decay or change 
60 pills didnt kill what you made 
get the fuck in your grave aye
ill follow you there

left brain is sick with delusions it throw up x2
ive seen the hatred anger fear they act
sadness normal love abstract
brains been boxed in body bashed 
guts erupt and i just laugh 
cant help the fact i fucking hate you everything the same too
face escaped invade your thought loop trains to
music played and i erased just save you 
this aint me and i agree. ill wait too
open our eyes
when our hard headed pride meets the pain that arrives 
what i despise 
is my problems in them im not yours its our mind

not you

merry xmas once again, fuckers

lyrics:

ill break ur skull with my bare fist
put you on my deathlist
i dare you pussy talk shit
you dont wanna see me pissed
give u dreams like manson
haunt u imma phantom
take ur bitch for ransom
my glock is a cannon
load the choppa let it spray
watch you decay
i could do this all day
bitch get the fuck outta my way
load the choppa let it spray
i could do this all day
get outta my way

aye fuck apache from the black sun
where i grew up everyone was toting guns
and they found you if you dared to fucking run
never said a word, best thing i could have done

yuh
now they all wanna talk to me
apache the plug, apache aint a damn wannabee
lock you up and swallow the key
aint no stopping me, bitch get down on your fucking knees

SWEET DREAMS [PROD. PULSE]

instagram.com:  https.unknownmortemy
https://vk.com/tluksnnurgva

4. UNDER BRIDGES (FT. SNAKEPITCH) [PROD. PULSE]

DEATHSLEFTHAND

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