R3TRO

when i move i

cover by @ fvckk.bvnn on IG

glide (w/ bruhmanegod)

STAY SLUDGED.

Hook 
You dance like a marionette//
The uncanny valley needs depth//
Crown is still on your head only because the crowd ain't collected your bounty as yet//
Crack in the porcelain//
Tore up your will just like you ain't plan for your death//
You laugh with hand on your neck//
Canvas blank and I'm mannequin-esque//

Idle eyes//
Broken grasp//
Obey your God and idolize the golden calf
It's beautiful//
Drained of blood and stylists hired at open casket funerals//
Betray your trust//
In private I'm just molten glass//

Verse 1
Drinking in Pixel light//
You don't want the sun to touch me//
Oxidize and iron turns to rust in my bloodstream//
Overheated CPU mirages//
Nigga I'm seeping through the pauses in your laughter//
Fill up the gaps//
No choice but love me//
Figurine molded into figurehead//
They replaced the nicotine with*** in their cigarettes//
Independents spill acrylic on the internet//
Watching where the sinners step//
*This is the Arsonist*

Hook 
You dance like a marionette//
The uncanny valley needs depth//
Crown is still on your head only because the crowd ain't collected your bounty as yet//
Crack in the porcelain//
Tore up your will just like you ain't plan for your death//
You laugh with hand on your neck//
Canvas blank and I'm mannequin-esque//

Idle eyes//
Broken grasp//
Obey your God and idolize the golden calf
It's beautiful//
Drained of blood and stylists hired at open casket funerals//
Betray your trust//
In private I'm just molten glass//

Verse 2
Got my neck caught in a wire trap//
Algorithms out your rhythms better than the a wiretap//
Audience puppeteering, tear up when the wires snap//
I'm circuit boards and wires//
Spreading fire when I break//
My skin is reflecting niggas desires back in they face//
I been infecting wounds and infesting lifetimes prior to prepping your grave//
Data collection no I'm collecting souls//
I compile them to better lure prey//
I'm acquiring your tastes//
Online liars are lying in wait//


Hook 
You dance like a marionette//
The uncanny valley needs depth//
Crown is still on your head only because the crowd ain't collected your bounty as yet//
Crack in the porcelain//
Tore up your will just like you ain't plan for your death//
You laugh with hand on your neck//
Canvas blank and I'm mannequin-esque//

Idle eyes//
Broken grasp//
Obey your God and idolize the golden calf
It's beautiful//
Drained of blood and stylists hired at open casket funerals//
Betray your trust//
In private I'm just molten glass//

Outro (Overpade and Gao)

It’s all a front//
The jig is up yeah//
Not talking much yeah//
Not acting up yeah//
The face that I stole is to be someone to love yeah//
Not one to judge yeah//
I still get judged yeah//
It’s all a front//
The jig is up yeah//
Not talking much yeah//
Not acting up yeah//
The face that I stole is to be someone to love yeah//
The jig is BEAUTIFUL//
The jig is BEAUTIFUL//

BEAUTIFUL (ft. Overpade)

PROD. @mkultraproductions

lineup:
MKULTRA @mkultraproductions
BRUHMANEGOD @bruhmanegoddd

NUMB (PROD. MKULTRA)

Battle! Area Zero [8 - Bit VRC6N163] - Pokémon Scarlet & Violet

Guitar: Mateo Rispoli 

Guitar, Production and Vox: Ian Knapp

Drums: Danny Eberle    

Bass: Shalit Maitrechit

Lyrics:

I call
But you don’t hear your name
Im somewhere locked away
Inside your hippocampus baby
I crawl
Got reincarnated 
In someone's memory
I’m on my knees 
I’ll pray for you
Guess that's all that I can ever do
I say amen but who I’m praying to?
Was never meant to get a letter through
Can’t comprehend
I got no say in you
Yea she’s dancing with an angel
She doesn’t know he’s there
Wings of desire to be with her
Feel the sinew start to tear
She’s the reason for existence
this existence isn’t fair
Distant love
Sky is falling
From above
You don’t know me
A body with no arteries
A ghost Inside a shell
I'm bleeding out
My fear endowed
With muscle tissue
I tore it out
My love for this milady
Inhibition 
All around
Superstitious
I believe in you
no reason to believe
Its true
In the fish tank
Getting watched
Cause I love the way 
You fuck
And I cannot get enough
Your a alien to us
Nephilim, daughters of men
Get wed in ways
We can’t understand
Egregore going to bed
When I’m With you will have no regrets
My Fall from view/you have no regrets
I’ll follow you to the end of it
I’ll be your faithful jesuit
Yea He’s dancing with an angel
He doesn’t know she’s there
Wings of desire to be with him
Feel the sinew start to tear
He’s the reason for existence
this existence isn’t fair
Distant love
Sky is falling
From above
You don’t know me

Wings of Desire

Ephemeral Love feat. Gao the Arsonist

All Inquires (Production/Features/Collabs/A nice chat): 

Email:
gaothearsonist@gmail.com

Instagram:
@guywithanoldasslaptop

Lyrics:
Choice is only ever between ash and cadaver,
Have it at my scalp with a scalpel or a dagger,
Hard like backwards spelling, 
sending hexes back to the caster,
Private life has vanished like the sun eclipsing satellites,
In some existing paradise I'd bask in the candid,
But here it's automatics and ski masks for the candy,
Bloody gums behind my lips, in violin cases, 
Tommy guns are hiding with the ugly, buddy's stubborn, 
Fuck it ill just try this shit.

Cadaver
Fuck it I'll just try this shit
Cadaver
Fuck it I'll just try this shit
Cadaver
Fuck it I'll just try this shit
Cadaver
Fuck it I'll just try this shit

Cadaver,
Always be at honesty like drunkard at a tavern,
Always wear my heart on sleeve like homeless clothes is tattered,
Hallway of the morgue looked like I bought it at the store for a dollar max,
It was nothing but a hazard,
Ain't done but I'm crawling up the rungs of the ladder,
Lacking power in this state pick the sickle and the hammer,
For the tools that I pack for a back alley scrap,
With the Henny-fucked, belly-up-esque m-o you call cardinal,
To understand the earnest best inject some amobarbital,
Used to shallow topics like I only scanned the article,
If hollow points were ammo, I'd be nothing short of arsenal
This info unflattering,
Finna come back,
Like a sinner run back to altar,
Alter the things that some pass on,
The inner most facts often "dig a hole for casket"-type,
Ulcers in the mouth of a,
Sweet talker,
Eat sawdust from the chopping block,
Prefer to heed rather if the fucking beat's harder, right?
Peace offered to the part that needs bottled up emotions,
Feel bothered at thought of being honest, nigga,
Box of cigarettes cause the coughing at the threats,
No I'm boxing with reflections, shadows, 
All that gives some exposition on my character,
Guilty, 
Kills relationships, 
Bitch listen to the barrister,
Red flags hang from banisters,

Trust is on my bucket list,
Vote both for and against,
Setting fire to the ballets my impulse insults the suffragists,
Bound without power like sluts cuff the wrists,
Cadaver
Fuck it I'll just try this shit
Cadaver
Fuck it I'll just try this shit

Cadaver

All Inquires (Production/Features/Collabs/A nice chat): 

Email:
gaothearsonist@gmail.com

Instagram:
@guywithanoldasslaptop

Vocal performances: 
sal @s-a_l
Gao the Arsonist

Lyrics:
Eyes roll in my skull 'til the whites show,
Why does he try so hard?
To find gold in this mangled soul,
Had to buy a pulse for his Styrofoam heart.

The boy is stitching coins to his bare skin,
Run from the huntsman, 
Poised to fall asleep in bearskin,
Fingertips moist thinking if he's worth a person's,
Second-hand price at least.

Wish he would admire me,
Dipped the wound in iodine praises,
Losing faith became piety,
Value seeping like the riots bleed patience.

*you're absolute garbage, bro
absolute garbage
garbage*

Maybe he should staple a couple labels to his face,
Slip the silverware between his shoulder blades to play it safe,
Understand what it's like to hate your own saliva's taste,
Hypocrite,
Picture sinners at the table saying grace,
If he paint "love yourself" as the goal,
He the same one who wants to buckle belts to his throat,
If the works make the man like the pelts make the coat,
better off tryna figure out which organs sell the most,
Yeah the stones and the sticks may have broken a rib,
Or a bone in a limb,
Took a blow to the shins, now he rolling in piss,
Lover rolling a spliff,
Now he choke on the cigarette smoke from a kiss,
Any remnant of penny-worth was thrown in abyss,
Emotions hold with a grip like a boa constricts,
Nigga's toes on they tips,
To get over his issues,
Tissues to $$bills$$, nigga falls when he slips.

Utter worthless words, come up from the stomach to the tongue,
Sudden urge to burn closets full of skeletons,
He's dug up, hung up, fabrics that feel foolish on me,
Charcoal bones but they have jewels for bodies.

I (ft. sal)

All Inquires (Production/Features/Collabs/A nice chat): 

Email:
gaothearsonist@gmail.com

Instagram:
@guywithanoldasslaptop

Lyrics:
Nah, it ain't syrup in this Styrofoam cup,
Bitch this blood and juice,
Suck 'em dry and chuck 'em in the gutter then I cut 'em loose,
Decide to hide and dissipate like the high that's drug induced,
Only show my face to place amounts that I can take from you,
Tread reckless like some tipsy niggas tryna bust a move,
Eventually bed-ridden, oblivious bitches chugging ruff-
Spiked vodka from the shot glass,
Monocle and top hat for junkies who done sawed half the barrel off,
Carry shells, apparently Darryl tore man's apparel off,
Carousel, chamber spinning, snapping like my ammo off,
Padded cell and straight jacket should tip your alarum off,
Bitches need to listen for the whistle like I'm Pavlov,
Salivary fluid moving through my throat mixed in with crimson,
Had 'em pushing tulip, staining daises dangerously simple,
Draining niggas' bodies, pockets, stopping when I leave you wrinkled,
Back to collect what you don't owe me like illegal rental.

I ain't gotta tell you 'bout a leech,
Blood suckers clutch you fuckers by they teeth,
In a minute turn a supper to a feast,
Epitome of these bitches is the nigga that you see.

Two-faced nigga,
Common like the booze taste at the buffet dinner,
Bullshit 'tween his teeth, took the toothpaste with him,
Bitch blue-faced with a mouth full of vape, cigarettes,
Sicker breaths than the fucking cool kids with the problems with they bronchus,
You, sir went and got lost with a compass,
Moral high ground, high tail out of bounds,
Nigga, drown in the sounds of some doomsday rhythms, nigga,
Bombs dropped,
Two-faced?
Nah, my intentions multifaceted,
Bypass yellow tape,
Wind back black, low quality cassette clips,
Cast mind back to my actions,
That's reality, faulty acid trips,
I stole your soul and starved you niggas like the cult he fasted with,

Ostracize opportunists,
Often like knights button tunics,
No shining, speckless armor,
Check the armoire,
Obsessed with garments,
Like daddy's daughter, offer lewd pics,
I'm guilty, kill me,
Lacking proper judiciary/every,
Nigga all for toothpick-sturdy defense,
Leave themselves open to dirty leeches,
Churches preaching,
Serpents, demons,
Chat about Baphomet,
Boy, you've heard 'em, seen 'em,
Watched 'em walk, observed 'em breathing,
Absurd for even,
Considering I'm perfect,
Reason being, I thirst for bleeding, huh,
Reddish predilection, reminiscent of some fanged figures,
Relish every second, heavy weapon when he threatened,
Nigga, 

I ain't gotta tell you 'bout a leech,
Blood suckers clutch you fuckers by they teeth,
In a minute turn a supper to a feast,
Epitome of these bitches is the nigga that you see.

Leech

All Inquires (Production/Features/Collabs/A nice chat): 

Email:
gaothearsonist@gmail.com

Instagram:
@guywithanoldasslaptop

Lyrics:
strip the skin away,
peel it from your bones,
every single day you wear that shit like clothes,
no that's not your face, don't act like you don't know,
reveal yourself, the hidden part of it, you loathe, it,
poses a threat to the reputation you created,
bodies in frozen in death,
goes to show it's you who's craving,
eyes on the outside,
lies out your mouth,
I'm trying this out.

I'm looking to be introspective,
but it's like looking through windows, tinted,
yeah, I'm screaming over cymbals, ringing,
I'm simply digging,
under my skin,
introspective,
heart cooking on a spit-roast, spinning,
drinking glass with a slit throat, drilling,
into my head to unearth what's within.

It's kinda difficult to dig in when your shovel made of metaphors,
melt it, make the metal boil,
scrape the shielding off my skin,
i'll wear it thin,
just with my finger nails, I swear to God,
there will be a clear divide,
maybe my focus should be medicinal,
popping pills and selling more,
shooting shit and getting whores,
I frequently forget who the fuck i'm feeling for,
I'd be as common as the hookers who get abortions, (nigga)
orphan in the body of troubled child,
Return home to shovel piles of bullshit that say otherwise,
doors rattling on they're hinges became lullabies,
turned locks the only thing that keep my fucking brain inside, my head,
Instead of spread thin,
across the walls,
next to my bed frame,
bled, drained refreshing thoughts to let the red rain pour,
trying to break apart the stone inside my rib-cage,
pour out my heart, ripped apart all the head games,
honestly?
I'm a little brittle like old bones in the catacombs,
wanna see?
grab a chisel, whittle away at my base, collapse like dominoes,
gotta be,
the most defensive, tend to hate correcting,
almost body bagged em all,
Odyssey?
epic events, ain't too extensive,
apologies, thought it'd be,
hard to see all of my fronting is fallacy,
honesty's costly, it cannot be bought for free,
sometimes what's in my mind tilts to controversy,
I have the tendency to proceed cautiously,
you should fear what the fuck i'm about to be-
-come,
everybody's been through shit and yeah, I've seen some,
wide open like the mouths of some bodies lean-slumped,
matter of fact, rattle facts off like machine gun.

I'm looking to be introspective,
but it's like looking through windows, tinted,
yeah, I'm screaming over cymbals, ringing,
I'm simply digging,
under my skin,
introspective,
heart cooking on a spit-roast, spinning,
drinking glass with a slit throat, drilling,
into my head to unearth what's within.

Introspective

All Inquires (Production/Features/Collabs/A nice chat): 

Email:
gaothearsonist@gmail.com

Instagram:
@guywithanoldasslaptop

Lyrics:
beam of light at 3:05 in the A.M.
screen on, typed up 3 + lines just to waste them,
daybreak seconds away, reckon I can taste when,
the night dies,
me? I like your phenotypes through the webcam,
peace of mind, I see outlines of incandescence,
sun of today's stubborn, duvet covers stuffed with best damn, substitute for comfort lose my head.
beam of light at 3:05 in the A.M.
screen on, typed up 3 + lines just to waste them,
daybreak seconds away, reckon I can taste when,
the night dies,
me? I like your phenotypes through the webcam,
peace of mind, I see outlines of incandescence,
sun of today's stubborn, duvet covers stuffed with best damn, substitute for comfort lose my head.

'pose I owe the loneliness to hours even evening skies sleep.
only pillow talk I dribble out is cursing with the cotton in my teeth.

sticky sheets, the liquids reeking as they mix,
pretty pink from the seamen and the wrists, (yah)
fluids diluted by sweat seeping from my skin.
pity peaches and the tree branch that they're picked from.

still saw dawn in the A.M.
tears are dried by the A.M.
A.M.
A.M.

A.M.

Pokemon Gold Silver and Crystal - Battle Trainer Gold Music [8bit].mp3

I WOKE UP ON THE GROUND 
I WOKE UP WITH A FROWN
I WOKE UP WITH A CROWN
I WOKE UP ON THE GROUND 
ON THE GROUND 
I WOKE UP ON THE GROUND 
I WOKE UP WITH A FROWN I 

INHALE EXHALE 
ALL THE BULLSHIT 
WHY YOU TALKIN TO ME LIKE THAT
YOU KNEW THIS
YEAH YOU KNEW THIS 
YEAH YOU KNEW 
I WAS GONNA GET UPSET WITH THAT 
AND YOU KNEW I WAS 
GONNA GET ALL TIGHT AND SNAP
AND YOU KNEW THIS 
INHALE EXHALE ALL THE BULLSHIT 
AND YOU KNEW I WAS GONNA GET UPTIGHT LIKE THAT 
INHALE EXHALE ALL THE BULLSHIT 

AND ALL THE BULLSHIT AND I CANT 
COMMIT 
AND I JUST WANNA TAKE MY NOOSE INSIDE AND COMMIT 
LIKE MY NAME KERMIT 
LIKE IMMA FROG
CAUSE NOBODY LISTEN TO ME 
NO NO NOBODY AT ALL

I WANT TO GO FIND A FRIEND IN YOU
I WANT TO PROTECT THE BEST IN YOU
I KNOW I BRING OUT THE BEST IN YOU
I WANT MY WALLS UP
AND I DONT WANNA EVER PUT THEM DOWN
SO COUGH IT UP AND I DONT EVER WANNA SEE YOU FROWN

OR MAYBE THATS THE WORST THING 
I CANT THINK ABOUT IS YOU GOING DOWN ON ME NOW 
MAY MAYBE ITS THE WORST THING
IS EVERYTHING THATS GOING ON WHEN IM OUT OF MY HOUSE 

THATS EVERYTHING THATS GOING ON WHEN IM OUTTA MY HOUSE 
I RIP MY EYES OUT OF MY SKULL
WHEN I WAKE ON THE GROUND 
CONSTANTLY IM GOING FUCKING CRAZY WITH YOU NOT AROUND 
WAKE ME MAYBE I NEED TO SAVE ME NOW 
CRAZY HATE ME EVERYTHING GOING DOWN
I KNOW YOU KNOW I NEED TO FIGURE OUT 

HOW FAR HAVE YOU SLIPPED OUT MY REACH
I KNOW THINGS HAPPEN EVENTUALLY 
WHERE HAVE YOU GONE
WHERE HAVE YOU GONE
YOU WASTED MY TIME 
YOU TOLD ME ALL THESE LIES 

AND I NEVER FORGET ANY OF IT 
I DO WHAT YOU SAY LIKE A PUPPET
FLY SPREAD ALL MY WINGS AND I LOVED IT 
WHY TREAT ME LIKE THAT LIKE IM RUBBISH
I NEVER DESERVED ANY OF IT 
I NEVER DESERVED ANY 

SO WHAT DO WE DO WHEN WE LOOK AT THE SKY 
WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN YOU LOOK AT THE MOON AND STARS 
WHEN YOU LOOK AT THE MOON AND STARS WHAT DO WE DO 
WHAT DO WE DO WHEN WE LOOK AT THE SKY 
WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN YOU LOOK AT THE MOON AND STARS 
AT THE MOON AND STARS WHAT DO WE DO

Ephemeral Love feat. Gao the Arsonist

𝐄𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐧ƚ𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

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