Produced by @wasbeatz
Art by @wasbeatz

[LYRICS]

Demonizing myself.
Created by Satan.
Destroying by itself.
I won't get beaten.

This is the world you've been waiting for.

Fuck this, Imma get on top of this.
Fuck that, Imma break it all with that.
Right upon the time that you feel like you're gonna die.
Strait up in the sky you and I will fkg fly.

Devastation.
Revelation.
Desolation.
Reclamation.

I am lost, I'm so fkg lost.
Bring me to the night, I will slash your fkg neck.

Fill my head with your bullshit is
the only thing you're trying.

Demonizing myself.
Created by Satan.
Destroying by itself.
I won't get beaten.

This is the world you've been waiting for.

Fuck this, Imma get on top of this.
Fuck that, Imma break it all with that.

GWOH ... FUCK

Mutation [prod.  w a s]

Fenrir

Alloy

And it continues.

Lyrics:

Not afraid to do it you can see it in my fucking eyes
Think about the barrel smoking give me fucking butterflies 
Couple slugs for money and his body gonna up and fly 
I been bout the static I ain't waiting for another time

These pussies on my line they wanna product they can kick rocks 
Might jus stop my flexing trade my prada for some flip flops
you ain't one my brother's motherfucker you can get lost 
been Caught up in this feeling got my brain up in a thick fog



Ahh 
All this fog, all this fog in my noggin
Gotta plot now it's dropped and you lost it 
While they die and decay I'm evolving 
It's a fact it's just real it's just honest 



Now Homie peel it back 
I ain't got the time to fucking deal w that 
Money is the motive like a muthafucka dealin Crack 
Rounds from out the rifle leave a busta running double tapped 
Stacking up the contraband we sling it in the duffle bag 

Duffle bag,
Gotta Lotta cash in my damn sight 
Boutta lag pinging out the function when the gas light 
Gimme that, finna run your pockets if you act nice 
Grow my intuition see you bluffing from the foresight

DUFFLE BAG [PROD. TRULIFE]

[Prod.ELE]
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Cover:
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head is empty and the weed tempt me
smoke that shit yeah its not healthy
somebody out there can you help me
2k12 look at that selfie this person is dead
ELE you will be okay is what they said
fighting with all this shit in my head
the only place where i feel free is my bed
fuck sleep roll one more instead

my job is stressful, i hate it
come home and cant wait
to get fucking faded
i just want to get braindead
hatred makes me wasted
people are npcs
motherfucking pasted
problems lives in my head rent free
it trys to controll me take me and change me
but no its me, im my own fucking enemy
its me ELE close your eyes and hear
im here crystal clear im the voice in your ear
i hunt you every week every day every year
dead inside no strength for a single tear

head is empty and the weed tempt me
smoke that shit yeah its not healthy
somebody out there can you help me
2k12 look at that selfie this person is dead
ELE you will be okay is what they said
fighting with all this shit in my head
the only place where i feel free is my bed
fuck sleep roll o ne more instead

Routine

Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/album/4HQd0oVCmtGQ3aAQs1Ca1e?si=gccLocEQTuqxdIbS5xWvSA&utm_source=copy-link

[Prod.ELE]
Mix & Master [ELE]
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Cover: @dhaelo AKA @zyrom
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*lyrics soon*

Wise

[Prod.ELE]
Mix & Master [ELE]
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(BR4CKET)
@br4cket
www.instagram.com/bracket.77/?hl=de
https://open.spotify.com/intl-de/artist/7gCCGxscjpPACVrCPmvv55?si=Hl3Bp_r2QZ2xFGe1GBwBlw
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[BR4CKET]
Ay, we out here rapping bout shit that we arent
Ay, we out here taking another hit from the blunt
Ay, we out here Spitting straight heat on the drums
While you out there being toxic, acting like a cunt

Better take a hit and a sip out the henny bitch
'Bout to check my clip in the crib, 'cuz im panicking
Find a way to flip, another chick for the sake of it
Coming out the mist, with a quest like in Eldenring

Race car, 3 bags on the back seat
Nescar, ya the kind of car you won't beat
Swirfing like a shark through the motherfucking mainstreet,
While listening to the same song on fucking repeat

[ELE]
Fuck it crush it for another
ELE BRACKET brother
From another mother
Keep it up fuck the other
I dont care bout ur shit
We dont care bout ur shit
Workaholic never stop
Gotta grind for the
Motherfucking top
Got the keys to your house
Gotta fucking break in
Gonna give you a slap
That will make your head spin
Smokin on shit that
looks like Its fuckin resin
God damn, ya were stonend in the city
Did a new beat and the 808 is heavy
Smokin on kief i dont care bout ur beef
Fuck all this shit yeah im out of this bitch

[ELE]
Eyo we out here rapping bout shit that we arent
Eyo we out here taking another hit from the blunt
Eyo we out here Spitting straight heat on the drums
While you out there being toxic, acting like a cunt

[BR4CKET]
Eyo we out here rapping bout shit that we arent
Eyo we out here taking another hit from the blunt
Eyo we out here Spitting straight heat on the drums
While you out there being toxic, acting like a cunt

Stream On Spotify!

Out Here (ft.BR4CKET)

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@hershemusic
THAT GIRL IS HIT MAKER 🥵😮‍💨

Free Download

HerShe - Hit Maker (Sushi x Synaudic Flip)

So I got a powerout while recording for this track and the file got corrupted and the song will never be fully finished. Enjoy this turd of a mix

Lyrics:
Stone face 
Run deep 
That's my template 
Drawback 
Shit 
Couple off 
Couple days 

Leave a weaver 
Redeliver 
Need new promises of patience
No pellet 
Developed 
On cloth In the basement 

Superseding the novelty 
Burning bridges apart from me 
Open arms in apostrophes open arms on me 
Slit inside esophagus 
Talk to me 
I'm still focusing partly On ease to be 
But the beast in me smoking pcp

Contorted faces 
My renditions are distorted
Lie down
Fuck up my all places so vivid and traceless 
Light unsorted
Hide your bounty 
Found of lines too fraudulent or loud to work 
Then Staying tied to foreign text to cover emptiness in words 

Black gown 
Night town In the black church 
Carried cross 
No weight When their backs turn 
Sit, serve 
Throats slit 
On your rag perch 
Hit first 
Float shit 
Count the bags worth

An Error Occurred, The File May Be Corrupted/Whack

CHAPTER 1/? FROM "DEPTH STRIDA AND KAISERS JUNGLE ADVENTURES"

@prodkxiser
@nastiitaxii
@istasha
@lenfantlondon

LYRICS

[@DEPTHSTRIDA]

RISE SLOW
FROM THE FUCKING DEPTH HOE
YOU AINT HANGING IN NO BANDO
I AM SCOUTING FROM A PLATEAU
YOUS A BITCH ASS THAT I DONT KNOW
LASER GUNS HAN SOLO
SHE WANT THAT DICK BUT NO NO
SHES GOT FRIENDS AT THE PO PO

FUCK EM UP AND LETS GO


FUCK A BITCH FUCK A PRICE
YOUR SHIT LACKING FUCKING SPICE
4K SHIT, WANT A KNIFE
FACING ME EQUALS FACE THAT KNIFE 
 
IM SO SICK NOT YOUR TYPE
MY FLOW GRANT THE BLIND EYESIGHT
OMEN FIST, THROW IT QUICK
MISHIMAS NEVER LOSING BITCH

BITCH IM ON THAT KAISER SHIT
ON THAT NO ONE TIGHTER SHIT
I LISTEN TO YOUR MUSIC AND I SEE 
YOU NEVER LAND A HIT

YOUS A BITCH
YOU WANT CLICKS
BITCH I NEVER NEEDED THAT
FOREIGN WHIP
DRIVING QUICK
MATT BLACK LIKE THE BATMANS IS

[@NASTIITAXII]

TAKE A FUCKING STEP BACK BITCH
CURRENT CASES RELATIONS AND IT’S A WRAP BITCH
MONEY TAKING MY PAIN AWAY IT’S A TRAP BITCH
BROKEN FACES THEY CHASING WHAT THEY CAN’T HAVE SHIT
GOT NO PATIENCE THIS BLADE WILL CUT YOU IN HALF QUICK 

HITTING BLOW NOT TALKING ARAMCO
IM GOING FOR THE THROAT 
I GOT HER DRIPPING HOW I’M GRIPPING HO
GOT A PROBLEM 
BITCH HE BETTER GO
IM OJ WITH THIS SHIT 
BITCH I AIN’T STOPPIN 
TILL HE HIT THE FLO

MY MOUTH IS FUCKING IS BITTER FROM
THE TABS BUT I AIN’T TRIPPING
GOT HIM TIED UP ON RACKS
THESE PUNCTURE WOUNDS 
ARE FROM THE PISTON 
ANIMALS WE LIVING EM MISSING 
ETHANOL POURED ON MY RAG 
I BEEN A RADICAL
THE WEATHERMAN 
WILL MAKE A FORECAST 

BROKEN WE SMOKING
ABUNDANT DUST UP IN THE ALLEYWAY
A WAYS AWAY THEY CHOKING
ON POTIONS THEY GONNA SELL TODAY 
LILE NO DECAY THE SHIT I BEEN WRITING 
DON’T GOT A HALF LIFE
YOUR WHOLE CAREER A FUCKING DISASTER
NOT TALKING HALF PIPE
DOWN LITTLE BITCH WHY YOU SPEAKING
SHUT THE FUCK UP
BOW OR EVERYBODY YOU KNOW WILL BE
IN A DUMP TRUCK 
HOW THE FUCK U CAME FROM THE BOTTOM 
AIN’T SEE A BEG BUG 
I’M TERRORIZING PAINTING YOUR BALCONY 
UP WITH LED SLUGS


[@ISTASHA]

REACH THAT GRAY CLOCK
GONE 
FUCK A WAKE UP 
LOST IN THE SHADE 
DROP PALLS
AND THEY'RE PITCH BLACK 

CROPPED INTERFACE 
HAVE EM MISSING FROM I'M VISION 
I'M RUNNING THAT CLINIC SHIT 
DOWN IN THE GROUND 
AND GOT NO PATIENTS

GOT
ALL BLACK VEILS 
BROUGHT BACK 
FROM THE TAR PIT 
TRAILS
DROP DOWN 
INTO
HATCHES 

STRAPPING IT BACK 
WHEN I'M GETTING GOT 
JUST A MATTER OF FACT 
I'M JUST NOT 
STEPPING MY FEET INTO GARDENS 
I'M HARDLY ANOTHER TO REACH UP OUT OF THE 
BLACK STRETCH 


ALL BLACK PAT
WHEN I TRACE 
THEM OUT 
MY AC-130 WILL WRITE YOUR NAME 

TURNING BACK
UNWRAP 
ALL THE SAME 
WHEN I ACT 
OUT SHADOWRUN OVER THEM
CLIPPING MAPS
WHEN I'M CLIPPING THEIR CAPS

DEADLY ALCHEMY w/ NA$TII, ISTASHA [PROD. KAISER]

Production, mix and master by me
Feature from @danielsgone
Lyrics:
Scratch My skin in the bone aisle
Expose my grid in a show trial 
teeth that wanna see me looking 
Hostile 
Lies 
But their grinding  still Ringing through phone lines

Rolled up eyes looking back
Chummed to submission 
Their vision still black 
Bury the vesicles carrying any pathetic necessity, statue or effigy 

Tired 
Stained 
Decay
Running out of venom 
As arachnids on display 

Test tube life 
Still float on a stage 
no Tensile limbs leave prints when they're 
Forced out of shape 

Blind 
Empty
Prey

All the motherfuckers 
and their shepards set astray 

Hollow in their waste 
Still depositing the plague 
Burn the wild sheep 
And their hocks
Got em stuck in the fetlock 

Function shift
Motoric slip
Noosed in sense
Losing grip

[DANIELS GONE]
bask in the world around
the soiled ground
and pound on the grass 
that lets you shout
bound
to the stress that’ll make me pout
its always loud
too shroud, i cant see the way to out
myself on account 
i think i’m a 
pussy
or maybe i got some more 
hope left 
feeling empty in my chest
bang bang like gorillas in their nest

i come from the burning sun
the burning lungs 
of some
who they claim, the dirty ones
cut gums
chewing glass we know its dumb
like bugs to the flame
we turn to dust

dropped controller, fuck your oldest
you aint the one, you not the boldest 
fuck
outta luck, done lost your keys 
you shmuck
locked outside the scary acres
stuck

WATER DAMAGE NEVER SEEMED SO CRITICAL (with DANIELS GONE)


PRODUCER*VOCALIST
@ele_wav
@77collective

Routine

ELE

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