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More than an hour of the fastest passed dance music imaginable. Inspired by Y2K aesthetic, old school mashcore and autism. After spending the last couple of years contributing to every possible genre adjacent compilation album and URL show, Shoebill is truly ready for you to hear these 18 fresh tracks of absolute madness.

Speedcore // breakcore.
FFO: Goreshit, 96-glass, Onechanbara and m1dy.

music by Shoebill
album art UFOSHOCK (character) and Cube Natural (Ruleo)

hikikomori days

improvised mashcore

May Death Never Stop You

Helena

Welcome to the Black Parade

Teenagers

Ellen's on a cellphone

The Black Parade

Dead!

Mama

Crystal Castles

Love And Caring

[talkhowboy archive] i cut myself

remix of "I Fucked In Heaven" from Mom 4

https://blacksquares.bandcamp.com/album/4

Mom - I Fucked In Heaven (redactionary remix)

Release date April 24, 2012
on Epic Records

http://thirdworlds.net


SYSTEM BLOWER
yeah we came to blow your system
you know what im sayin
kill it or die
braggin about how you 
had it all dialed
well whats up now
when your shit is

how im comin, why im slingin
where im from and what im bringin
tell your cousins best stop sleepin cuz im bustin for no reason at random murder
killing season

but no one heard me
cold blood creepin
full tilt swervin
through your bleedin
system burnin to its knees and
beggin for mercy while im leanin
hard ta da left
and clockin a gripsin da death pockets of da head knock rhythym

system blower system over


yeah we came to blow your system
you know what im sayin 
kill it or die
braggin about how you 
had it all dialed
well whats up now 
when your shit is

stupid dopefiend beat low hung blood spray all over 
da death stomp drums
scum worshipping
speaker ripping
pun2k weight holding heretics
boundary reapin
frequency freakin
out till we're like that track sound so sick

system blower

got heads jumpin out their skin
talkin 'bout comon
death grip me again
no need to wonder if 
its gonna crack
hell no you can bet
we're fit ta burn the 
house to da ground
soon as the sound gets checked
system blower

yeah we came to blow your system
you know what im sayin 
kill it or die
braggin about how you 
had it all dialed
well whats up now 
when your shit is

yeah trick go fetch my whip
gotta let a mark know 
who hes fuckin wit
ruthlessly skin a chump 
just for kicks
cant fuck wit dis 
sadomaso-kiss my fist
suck my dick, its not cool
im too sick, what time is it
system blower, systems over

deep in da klink base
cut straight to da chase
like a triple shot of 180 proof
kill-o-watts riots audio violence
breaks your windows and
takes all da loot

system blower, systems over

silver coin on your eyes 
forever closed
raise the dead
how long i been tired of that old
cant nod my head

shit is over 
system blower


System Blower

Death Grips - System Blower

Release date April 24, 2012
on Epic Records

http://thirdworlds.net

THE CAGE
(i say kill it like ya
you say hate it
kill it like ya hate it
kill it like ya hate it
i say arrrgghh you say cant take it
i cant take it i cant take it)

fuck you starin at, didnt know i'd be so quick ta flash, terrified by da way a bassilisk come out him skin so fast
not the first wont be the last
barrel of my gun down the hatch 187 deep throat chokin eat dis fourty-four magnum dic

murder the bar raiser, inverted cross fader, ash lung blastin bum rush balls to da wall
bitch slayer
rainin blood, burnin paper
a j acksons catchin vapors
fuck this cage 
i'll thrash you later

(i say kill it like ya, you say hate it)

step to me wit dat bullshit
like i dont know 
what you're doin
talkin fast lookin shady
you cant fade mekeep it movin

hopes that
mo cash will help you cope
sorry ta tell ya.. but it won't
how do i get out then? you dont

cant keep this locked down
fuck that
watch me now, fit da crush that
hit it once knock it down and im done can't.. stop this break out get it come back.. underground railroad
gunclaps ta sound
of sirens screamin
count on it im leavin

(i say kill it like ya, you say hate it)

yeah i got that man fa show but tell em why you had ta get em though
(get em)
cuz the beat bangs, cuz we came
ta flip da oz out 
your sleep train
when the smoke clears
who remains
this right here, why we claim
outtanowhere, for keeps game
dont go there
this tha real thing
(get em)
bord the plane
they're watchin me
bullshit stains
what they want from me
fuck that man, my philosophy
dont take a goddamn thing
voice in my head
kill everything
startin wit dis asshole 
right next to me
get em, get em, cuz i had to get em though

The Cage

Death Grips - The Cage

Release date April 24, 2012
on Epic Records

http://thirdworlds.net

BITCH PLEASE
who wanna catch dis
bitch please, you must be smokin rocks
real shit for my people
and it just dont
fucker please you must be smokin rocks
real shit for my people 
and it just dont

drop it like ... oh yeah
thats so trashy
how low can you go, 
how dirty can you get.. nasty fucker
drug through the dirt
razor cut that eight milimeter make it hurt
chain sleaze leather face
fucker please, you must be smokin rocks
kill it, kill it, 
kill it, kill it
hit it, fuck it, feel it, whip it, burn it, turn it out and kick it to da curb
shut it down
forged in the flames, said it before and ill say it again... quazar game maximum vacuum rotation spin s-s-s

(bitch please)

when shit goes down 
ill be there
wit my hand on my gun, and my eyes on the road ghost ridin ta hell fuck if i care... who wanna catch my droze
give a fuck blood 
i aint goin nowhere
templar night and day, live an die by the code, code of the street, how ta stay in the zone, how i own it and freak it to da base of da bone

i am the darkness creeping through your system
the lash of da whip
cracking every bitch 
into position
workin ya over crashing and burning in a blackhole blasting out, your subwoofers are melting.. hear a bitch say why's he yelling

who wanna catch dis gun clap, shrapnel off me lip 
cause blood bath

(bitch please)

cuz i run this lik 
like dogtown ripped
that raw shit like none other
low down dirty shit 
shot off this hip
death grips, mothafucka

please, you must be 
smokin rocks
real shit for my people
and it just dont

Bitch Please

Death Grips - Bitch Please

Release date April 24, 2012
on Epic Records

http://thirdworlds.net

HACKER
goin back to Tangier
with some jordans and a spear
post-chrisitan shit 
post chicken or the egg addiction shit
pass the sherm stick
neo-reality
be the freak you wanna see
just dont follow me
im on a journey to 
the center of three
grab your fucking chain and drag you through the bike lane
while everybody's like no

i got this pregnant snake
stay surrounded by long hairs
a plethroa of maniacs 
and spiral stairs
make your water break 
in the apple store
sink or swim, who fucking cares
cut the birth cords
press send
yeah thick
gaga cant handle this shit

headed for the sammy davis wing
throw up a black hole at the entrance of linens n things 
on the way
never call it a day
visit Tesla's grave for the ninth time today
still on the way
bigger wigs

(when you come out 
your shit is gone)
i'm in your area
i know the first three numbers
i'm in
when you come out 
your shit is gone

you'll catch a jpeg to the head
über reach
you're an intern
on wikileaks
most loved therefore most hated
come and knock on the door we've been waiting for you
game changer
reclusive aggressive
yingin and yanging noided
info warrior jack the hacker
the rolling stoner 
profit on disaster

my existence is a 
momentary lapse of reason
got the DNA of gothic lemons
shred it thirteen times
out of eleven
your bad ideas are the ATM
shed my skin
leave it for the homeless 
to sleep it
prodigal, fuck that nautical
teachin bitches how to swim

i'm in your area
i know the first three numbers
i'm in
(teachin bitches how to swim)

now backstroke
through your k-hole
dont run
ya might slip
the table's flipped now we got all the coconuts bitch

burmese babies under each arm
screamin beautiful songs
the cray cray ultra contrarion
havin conversations 
with your car alam
when you come out 
your shit is gone
soon your crew will be servin sandwiches named after me
vietnamese style fool, please
front row at the mass games

untracable by name
you speak of us in certain cicles you will be dethroned or detained
GONE

i'm in your area
i know the first three numbers
i'm in

Hacker

Death Grips - Hacker

Mom - Joyfulthought

Bandcamp

scotch cherries

(devi & rook) 

death 
death 
death 
death 
death 

death 

(rook) 

death-obsessed 
that girl's fucked in the head 
she's so messed up 
she's so much 
shes such a scary slut 
i hear the shit she's seen 
you would not believe 
she looks like death 
fucked in the head 

(devi & rook) 

I WANT TO BE HER FRIEND 

DEAD BITCHES RECOGNIZE 
DEAD BITCHES RECOGNIZE EACH OTHER 
DEAD BITCHES RECOGNIZE 
DEAD BITCHES RECOGNIZE EACH OTHER 

(devi) 

I WANT TO BE HER FRIEND 

DEAD 
DEAD 
DEAD 
DEAD 
DEAD 

I WANT TO BE HER FRIEND 

DEAD 
DEAD 
DEAD 

I WANT TO BE HER FRIEND 

DEAD 
DEAD 
DEAD 
DEAD 

I WANT TO BE HER FRIEND 

DEAD 
DEAD 

(devi & rook) 

DEAD 
DEAD BITCHES RECOGNIZE 
DEAD 
DEAD 
DEAD 
DEAD BITCHES RECOGNIZE EACH OTHER 
DEAD 
DEAD BITCHES RECOGNIZE 
DEAD 
DEAD 
DEAD BITCHES RECOGNIZE EACH OTHER 

(devi) 

always been a bad girl 
bad girl 
bad girl 
always been a bad girl 
always been a bad girl 
bad girl 
always been a bad girl 
bad girl 
bad girl 
always been a bad girl 
always made a bad girl 

(rook) 

nothing ever made sense 
i never understood why things fell apart 
isolation, condemnation 
i just wanted to do be something 
beautiful and loving 

do you know what i mean? 
d'you ever feel like maybe something went wrong 
and you ended up here by mistake? 
like 
it took me 28 years to find anyone who made any sense to me 
and 
i just 
feel so outside of everything 
and 
i just wanna be good 

i just wanna be good!! 

it's so fucked up 
(it's so fucked up...) 
like 
it should've been a sign that something was wrong 
but 
it's just so easy to think you're broken & evil 
i dunno, 
it's 
it's like 
i lived my whole life thinking i didn't have a soul 
and... 
ok sorry 
i promise i'm going somewhere with this 
it's just, 
i didn't even know i was fucked up! 
i didn't even know what i was going thru 
until like, a year ago 
and now it's everything 
this place is designed to kill us 
and make us think it's our fault 
sorry, sorry this is all super obvious 
it's just 
i'm glad we're in the struggle together 
but 
i wish 
we didn't have to define ourselves 
by the struggle 
at all 

thanks for listening to me. i feel a lot better now n_n

Ellen's on a cellphone

Girls Rituals