A E S T H E T I C

@SATURNULTRA YOU BEAST

IM TRYNA KNOCK YOUR HEAD OFF, TRYNA SPLIT IT IN HALF
TRYNA MAKE YOU FADE AWAY LIKE A PISS IN THE BATH
DO YOU EVER GET TIRED OF JUST MISSING THE MARK, 
CAUSE YOU BITCHES ARE NOT WINNING AND ITS GETTIN DARK 

GO HOME BOZO, STICK TO BEING SOLO
YOUR BOY ON MY [funny word] BOUNCING LIKE A POGO
OH NO, OH NO!!  EYES ALL WIDE LIKE MOMO
FEAR STRIKE YOUR EYES TILL YOU SHIT YOURSELF LIKE SCOMO

I JUST FUMBLED THE BAG SO IM BOUT TO SMOKE MY OWN PACK
THATS A LIE I GOT THESE BOY HOES THEY GOT NO RACK
I WALK AROUND WITH A STICK LIKE A KNAPSACK
DRAWING ALL THE HEADS EVEN THOUGH IM DRESSED IN ALL BLACK

NO TALKING WHILE YOU GIVE ME HEAD, YOU ARE NOT DAVID BYRNE
PULL UP WITH THE MOLOTOV IM BOUTTA MAKE THIS SHIT BURN
GOT YOUR GIRL SHE’S DANCING ALL NIGHT LIKE HER LAST NAME HEPBURN
CANT WAIT TIL THE DAY THEY READ MY LYRICS OFF THE LECTURN

[funny beat switch]

SPIN YOUR FUCKIN TOP OFF CUNT
ILL RIP YOUR COCK OFF CUNT
WITH MY FUCKIN TEETH
DRAG YOUR BODY UP THE STREET
UP TO THE CEMETERY
I AM ACTING VERY SCARY
BEST YOU SPIT A HAIL MARY
I SEND YOU TO THE MORTUARY
I DO THIS SHIT FOR THE FAIRIES
I DO THIS SHIT FOR BERY
I DO THIS SHIT FOR SATURN
I DO THIS SHIT FOR CLAIRE
I DO THIS SHIT FOR CRASH BLOSSOMS
IM PLOTTING OUT ATTACK OPTIONS
I NEED A PACK OF FAT CONDOMS
ALL MY PACK GOT BACK PROBLEMS
I NEED THE PACK AT MCDONALDS
NAH, KFC TONIGHT
IMMA BRATTY ASS BITCH THROWING UP A FIGHT
SLAPS TO THE LEFT GOT YOU SWINGING TO THE RIGHT
SLAPS TO THE RIGHT GONNA KNOCK OUT YOUR LIGHTS

PISS IN THE BATH [PROD. SATURNULTRA]

whatever

prod. Stoic

Lyrics:

you can be on anything you want,
if you not afraid of loss, or the cost thinking
i’m on the—
precipice but i’m still unimpressed with this
cause i’m not stepping into this
I see the way that i’m on the fence

i can’t pick a side, or, I cannot decide
how I should live when i’m on the
weed usually or the nicotine
if i’m feeling fiendy believe me
i’m on the fence

part of me think I need it
pardon me for believing that parting would be so easy
parties are only fun at the part when I can’t see clearly
harbouring too much pain in my heart I get to releasing

Drop (drop drop drop drop)
another song, ‘nother tab of acid on my tone
‘nother wrong turn another reason to atone
been my biggest hater hate to see how much i’ve grown
bad bitches want sit on my face like it’s a throne
my heart found a lover so no interest is shown

I like getting (ooh!) with this K up to my nose
how perverted how depraved I am nobody knows it
I can’t feel my fingers feel my face or feel my toes
matter fact my whole body feel numb it’s like i’m frozen
drug divide the time left in my life and i’m the quotient
I’m not in a hurry have no urgency for motion

I can’t kill my ego
I need that to know the people
Who would do unto me evil
Huh huh huh huh huh

I can’t kill my ego
‘Cause amigos spin my records
Feenin’ like they on the needle
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh

I can’t kill my ego
Grip to tight he wont let me go
He would rather see that we go
Huh huh huh huh huh

I can’t kill my ego cause
I am my ego still,
And we don’t wanna be killed

I would end it all if the people who I loved,
didn’t have to get involved but
i’m on the—
Brink, I would think, by the way I think,
I don’t blink, I don’t get a wink in
i’m on the fence

count sheep over and over
with no enjoyment, i’m supposed to join em
i’m on the—
verge of a version of this nerd
by the likes of which I
doubt you have observed bitch
i’m on the fence

Okay I got options
I could go to Allah or the crosses
I could go to liquor or to slots
I could get my dick wet with a slut
I could take an hour a day to meditate
I could hit the gym and sweat my stress away
I could smoke a dab I got a concentrate
That might be my favourite way to medi- (medi-)
I don’t know no better way, I don’t have no patience
I could go with molly or a ketamine sedation
I could get another job and slave away to make cents
Currently a servantry to currency don’t make sense
I could go believing that I’m never gonna make it
Or I could live in faith, I gotta pick a path and take it
I’m on the fence

really now it’s time almost 25 i’ve got to decide but
i’m on the—
psychedelics too much, the marijuana too much, the damage might be too much, so
i’m on the fence

greatness in my palms but
what i’m leaning on keep me from the other side cause
i’m on the
last of my lifeline
either I resist relapse or I die trying
i’m on the (shh)

on the fence

WokeUpAGAIN

Crush (2008) - solo piano
Performed by Zubin Kanga

Crush - Alex Pozniak

Cloud Sketch (2008) - string quartet
Premiere performance from Chronology Arts' 'Counterparts'  (June 2008)

Cloud Sketch - Alex Pozniak

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LYRICS: https://genius.com/Lonemoon-kit-nai-lyrics

kit@Nai (きたない）

TRACK 10/10 OF TWINKS GOING TO HELL FOR BEING TWINKS

FULL ALBUM JULY 11.

FINAL GUITAR SOLO BY CHARLOTTE CROSBY.

WRITTEN, ARRANGED, RECORDED, MIXED AND MASTERED BY NEPETA FINE.

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Well girls,
The knife’s through the screen door 
You really fucked it up somehow
What’s else to do than walk
You really fucked it up somehow

Lacan’s theory interacts weirdly
With trans girls, often enough
The mirror is either shattered or left
With an ass print fogging it up

Hold me close I don’t wanna know you
I hope to god you got more than faults, too
Knot a rope or take a knot to cope
Cause every day we’re finding hope
What can I say, you know what to say,
my keyhole kitten lingerie 
run through rain, my shirt was never stained
I guess at the end of the day we all change, cause

WE'RE STILL CHANGING

(no apologies for the guitar solo)

Hold me close I don’t wanna know you
I hope to god you got more than faults, too
Knot a rope or take a knot to cope
Cause every day we’re finding hope
What can I say, you know what to say,
my keyhole kitten lingerie 
run through rain, my shirt was never stained
I guess at the end of the day we all change
cause

Lacan’s theory interacts weirdly
With trans girls, often enough
The mirror is either shattered or left
With an ass print fogging it up
Takes more than you’d think, you fucking twink 
to go start stopping a life 
carved through a forked path, hand marks on my ass
 am I sorry enough? Am I sorry enough?? 

My Friend
We've taken Flight
Once Again I Remember
Our Frame Of Mind
My Friend
We've taken Flight
Once Again I Remember
Our Frame Of Mind
My Friend
We've taken Flight
Once Again I Remember
Our Frame Of Mind
My Friend, My Friend,
Will you follow me Till It’s Over?
  
we’re  still  chang ing  
you’re a hot spring of a person
Isn’t a hot spring just a summer
Isn’t a hot spring just fnaf r34
I feel like you’re those, to
o and that’s why I love you,  
because I love you. 
because I can.

I AM GOD AND MY COCK IS HUGE (feat. Charlotte Crosby)

KILL YUR LOCaL CHaSER

sweet! - maki is gay remix

limbs w/ ilysm

YOU’RE PAYING CHILD SUPPORT EACH FUCKIN YEAR
BUT ME? I GOT A DIAMOND ON EACH FUCKIN EAR

DISTORTION WORLD HEXtra

DISTORTION WORLD YUNG TRANS G.W.

watch him dance, it's a christmas miracle
shootin at his feet, missin criticals
glock drop him when he meet the pinnacle
when i drop opps the ones who miserable

dudes apple but i bet your ass they iphone in silent
pull up to your sightseeing trip and leave you sightless
lifeless joints all that you been puttin out, you wifeless
fuckin on your wife because my shirt look the nicest

mtg braindead on my fuckin back
money in my pockets cos its all i ever had
money in my hands, watch me do my money dance
watch me hit it from the back, you in the closet gettin sad

i just hopped out the closet
pinky ring, don't know what the cost is
gun up to the lock and i popped it
pop you with the mop, ya momma sobbin

dale cooper with the 38
i look like a strider, bitch im cursin, call me dirty dave
pull up in a wraith with my wraith then you gettin ate
i just left the state in a state cos i'm makin waves

saturnultra & jumbudrif - christmas miracle

feat + prod @nferiorhild

starlight star bright!

starscream w/ piranha mae

made in like 2 hours i dont normally rap like this but i have been tired annoyed and bored today so i wanted to whip something up 

shoutouts 2 summy 4 the cover art

passing make you faker, big bag from the baker’s 
 Iggy’s fresh baguette, the best dressed faggot in the rat pack of my friends
 flash forward flash backs, no memories 
only dripping out the wax, spitting on the wax, ripping up the wax like babybel
 if you’re gonna pay me then pay me well 
im not saving rap fuck that im saving hell
 you came and fell, I came and stayed 
im not a renegade but im not here to cater either way 
RIP to DOOM, but spell my name with no caps
 lowercase doin’ fine no cap 
drip like the taps in my bathroom they got shitty handles, 
hanging out with bitches wearing socks in their sandals, 
burn wax with a fire schtick like a candle,  
acting just so can-do, pretty bitch with a crop top
 she in my mirror but I would fuck her if I had the off shot 
 bars like the northern beaches 2020 hotspot 
lips make em ellipses, foreheads like dot dot dot,  
overthinking everything so im jus bumping kdot  

mic with loose pins, artefacts effects 
 but I still sound so nice so it’s a half to half flex 
arm to arm with your main bitch and your ex
 we jus fuckin rollin not even having sex 
im into having sex, do it like im making love 
gotta stick in a case in a bag in the back of the bus, boy
 back it up, clean words like a bus boy
 beats bloodied like cleavers im still in the cut boy
 I’ve been in the waters you toeing on the cusp boy
 quarter inch recordings, with a mic with some rust boy 
stay with a 9 in my belt like a blastoise
 fuckin with us sure but you will never be us boy

LOOSE PINS FREESTYLE

somewhere sculling clase azul

1/3 of @ruralinternet

sydney based

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LOOSE PINS FREESTYLE

doin' fine

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