𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖄𝖔𝖚 ✂ - - -

IG: @sclssorhand
IG: @triplesixdelete

LYRICS:
How does one cure himself
When there's no hope for change
How does one free themselves
When they're too blind to see the chains
The answer is
They can't
And you expect me to be able too?
Maybe you can
I can't.

It's 20SixSix Mid apocalypse 
Post global conflict, life: exodus 
The two last men watched the earth go blitz
Left no evidence both blown to bits
Back when the government called martial law
US president said maul them all
Human disconnect, "don't think, just brawl"
A new way to live, Lifestyle: assault

Chance of organic life wasted
Egomaniacs think we're sacred
"Save our little planet" nah waste it
We were fucked from the get go bitch face it
Wake up
"How did it get like this?"
Wake up 
"Why is it like this?"
Wake up
All y'all shoulda stayed woke goodbye good luck bitch rest in piss 
Ugh

LIFESTYLE: ASSAULT (prod. triplesixdelete)

Lyrics:

Undead Ronin:

I WOKE UP TASTING BLOOD
INSIDE MY MOUTH
NO FUCKING WILL TO LIVE
YOU GAZE INTO MY EYES
DEATH EATS WAY
THE END IS NIGH
BITCH BOY WANNA TALK
BET YOU DO
I GOT A .44 COCKED
WITH SOME LEAD FOR YOU
I DONT KNOW 
DONT KNOW
BUT IM FUCKED UP
READY TO GET BUCK
ALL THE TIME ON A COME UP
I DON'T NEED YOUR SAVING
GOT BLU HERE YOUR SOUL FADING
WALK WITH A BOUNCE TODAY
GOT A BLADE ON MY HIP
AND SOME HELL TO RAISE
DISAPPEAR AND LEAVE YOUR CARCASS
WITH A NOTE THAT SAYS
JUST LOOK BOTH WAYS WHEN YOU CROSSING ME YUH

Hook:

GAZE IN MY EYES AND YOU FEEL TERROR
YOU A MOTHERFUCKING BITCH
IM THE GOD YOU MIRROR
TIME TO CUT ALL TIESTO THE LESSER BEINGS
YOU THE ONES WE LEFT OUT
EATEN BY OUR FUCKING DEMONS

Ghostofblu:

YOU’VE GOT HELL TO PAY,
I’VE GOT HELL TO RAISE,
SO SAY YOUR PRAYERS TODAY,
“Dear God HELP ME
I’M IN DISARRAY,
IN THIS TOMB I LAY,
WHERE I’M ABOUT TO CAVE IN”
Your God can’t save you now,
You’ve done enough so you
DESERVE TO SPEND THE
REST OF YOUR DAYS,
QUESTIONING YOUR MERE EXISTENCE,
FUCK AM I STICKING AROUND TO
SEE THIS SHIT,
I’VE GOT WORK TO DO WITH THIS
BLADE ON MY HIP

Hook:

GAZE IN MY EYES AND YOU FEEL TERROR
YOU A MOTHERFUCKING BITCH
IM THE GOD YOU MIRROR
TIME TO CUT ALL TIESTO THE LESSER BEINGS
YOU THE ONES WE LEFT OUT
EATEN BY OUR FUCKING DEMONS

FEEL TERROR

FEEL TERROR (feat. ghostofblu) [prod. GΣKΔTΔ]

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LYRICS
----------
FORCED TO STAY AWAKE
AT THE HANDS OF MY OWN MESSY FATE
THE NEW DIRECTIONS BOTTLE UP A NEW HATE
IF ONLY I COULD UNTANGLE ALL THESE MISTAKES

I'M SEEIN' DOUBLE
BITCH, THAT IS THE TROUBLE
PARALYSIS IN THE SKULL
NOTHING IS EVER SUBTLE
GOT SOME ADVICE
I TOOK IT AND THEN I FUMBLED
FOCUSED ON WHAT AIN'T RIGHT
AND STUMBLED INTO SOME TUNNELS

I DON'T WANT TO BE
ANOTHER COPY AND PASTE
I DON'T WANT TO BE
ANOTHER PIECE OF WASTE
I WANT TO BE FREE
I WANT SOME INNER PEACE
SENTENCE ME TO BE
IN ONE DIRECTION PLEASE

CHASING A FANTASY I'M LOOKING FOR SOME
GOLD
BEEN IN THE TUNNELS I BEEN SQUIRMIN' LIKE A
MOLE
CHISEL ME OUT I'M STUCK INSIDE OF MY OWN
MOLD
GOT NO DIRECTION OUT OF THIS BOTTOMLESS
HOLE

HIT
DELETE
COPY
REPEAT
GROWING ON THE SEAT, VEINS CONNECT TO INSEAMS
PIECE
BY PIECE
PIECE
BY PIECE
JUST TO HAVE IT CRUMBLE ONCE YOU THINK YOU'VE BEEN SEEN

WALK BACKWARDS JUST TO FIND NOTHING IS THERE
MINDLESS FORWARD ACTIONS ON THE ESCHER STAIRS
WALK BACKWARDS JUST TO FIND A BALL OF HAIR
REALIZE THAT YOU NEVER REALLY CARED

GO AHEAD TRY TO TRACE IT
YOU END UP BACK WHERE YOU STARTED, FACE IT

CHASING A FANTASY I'M LOOKING FOR SOME
GOLD
BEEN IN THE TUNNELS I BEEN SQUIRMIN' LIKE A
MOLE
CHISEL ME OUT I'M STUCK INSIDE OF MY OWN
MOLD
GOT NO DIRECTION OUT OF THIS BOTTOMLESS
HOLE

TUNNEL VISION

COVER: https://twitter.com/viperconcepts

@EMPTY-THE-CLIP

[@GHOSTOFBLU]

KILL ME KILL ME CUT ME UP DISTILL MY/
BLOOD FROM THE FRESH WOUNDS UNDER MY KNEES/
LEAVE ME LEAVE ME WITH THE FUCKING TIMEPIECE/
STRAPPED TO MY WRIST THE BATTERY’S GUNNA DIE WITH ME/
WHY ME? WHY ME? WHEN HAD YOU DECIDED/
THAT I WAS YOUR VICTIM ON FRIDAY/
13TH DO YOU THINK THAT THIS WAS WORTH IT?/
I SHOULD THINK NOT YOU’RE NOTHING OTHER THAN A FUCKING/

not fitting in this world / Не Подхожу В Этот Мир - NOT WINNING x GHOSTOFBLU

https://open.spotify.com/artist/48HATvpVlBbwZN1qs15w7a

@navvvi
@endoindigo

Foe dis w/ navvvi & indigoendo [prod. cat soup]

disgusting rat

Lyrics 

(Hook)

Watching my dreams hit the surface 
I cannot fuck with a serpent 
You are nothing that you claiming 
Talk on set then we banging 

Look at your struggle you bitch 
acting so tough till I empty this clip 
So hard to talk with your mouth on my dick 
Looking for words while you’re slitting your wrist 
Fucking hate people just look at my flick 
Upping my pole then I’m running your shit 
Should’ve kept vermin that name fucking fit 
You will be nothing just look at your clique 

(Hook) 


How about this huh 
I will go rip out your fibers 
How about this huh 
Go return music to sybyr huh 
Bow down to this 
Little Lewis drinking up piss huh yuh 
Wretch made you huh 
fell off so quick that’s all you talking shit bitch

SPYKE RUNNER [PROD. FUSE]

Raging alcoholism type track. 
@c3of
@lvstforpain
@ventingpalace
prod @wyntyr
Art @c3of @ventingpalace

[LORD DISTORTION]
Fuck an opp
Head leaking throw the molotov
Saw it off
Pussy pull up and he falling off
Fuck your set
Tuck that semi with the hover jet
Bus it then
Flip that product boutta come again

Lethalist weapon I'm trippin not seeing direction
Its Feverish dreams in a separate dimension
Firvilous figure that pistol go screeching its endless
Get left in the river so seeping and wetted

I whip out the beam and its ended
I sell to fiends in the section
Fuck with the piece with the weapon
I pop a bean to forget it

wanna come up at the set
Spaz go bussin instead
that mag blow bodies in check
Got your girl in the bottomless depths

[PAPA SLEEP]
Break in your house and I kick in your head
Sipping that dirty sipping that fluoride
Pigs pull me over I know that a cop died

I'm boutta bust
You bite the dust
Rip off the crust
No one to trust

Too much testorone blow out your veins
Play dead like a possum you all the same
You boutta blow like the drum in your mouth
You got that poor taste irony sweeter than sorbet

Baseball bat to the head we be playing blood sports
Dirty stick I pick it up right up off the ground
You so greasy cant get bound down
Bounce out
Ain't about the Gaza watch your luck run out
better getting to running now

[LVST]
ay ay

pull to yo block with the k

tucking the 40 right next to the blade

blade to yo face if you throwing that shade

ahhhhh

why are u pussys still sippin on lean

yall a clone of the image dont copy the team

heroin needles bitch i am a feen

epidermic king but im still lookin clean

plenty green
on the scene
with a beam
at yo spleen
russian cream
with the kush
wait she gotta bush
she talking to much had to tell her to sush
plot the 11 like reagan and bush

pussy so pink like strawberry crush
you be making no bands man u blow it and flush
stomp your head till u purple and turned into mush
u dont know bout my limits till all of them pushed

[VENTING PALACE]
I'M KICKIN THE BUCKET BITCH FUCK THIS
I NEED A NYMPHO WHO LOCKS LIPS
YOU AND YOUR OTHER STAY SMOKIN' THAT CAT PISS
RUN UP ON THE SET YOU GET PRICKED LIKE A CACTUS

TIP TOEING
SNEAK DISSIN'
DABBIN' UP
SOME LIVE RESIN
QUIT BITCHIN'
THE RAP GAME IS MY MISSION
YOUR FLOWS LAME
AIN'T CREATIVE
YOU BETTER GET BETTER
BEFORE WE TAKE OVER BOY
WHY ARE YOU FLEXIN
YOUR MUSCLES LOOK FRAGILE BOY
I KEEP A KNIFE IN MY CORDUROYS
JUST IN CASE ANYONE LACKIN JOY

GAZA GAZA
GAZA GAZA
FUCK HIS HEAD UP
GAZA GAZA
GAZA GAZA
FUCK HIS HEAD UP

GAZA 2500 w/ SAINT SLEEP, LVST, VENTING PALACE [PROD. LUCY WYNTERS]

Second single taken off "Cytopathic". Coming next month!

WITH: @GULLYSPIT & @DEPTHSTRIDA
PROD: @KIRAWTHESAVIOR
MIX: @NAVVVI
ART: @C3OF

LYRICS:
[SAINT SLEEP]
I got that cough so we set it up
Come to your block then I wet it up
Invite the virus inside of your home
Enter veins now you ape shit
Bad to the bone marrow
Black widow tap on your eyelids
Clip rip through your bitch catch her carcass on the floormat

I don't care where you been
I don't care what you seen
Mucus found on the scene

Xanax in the slammer slanging bodies out the cellar
Bet I find your skeleton hanging on the park bench
Car bent out of shape
Face down in the shit stain
Quarantine the whole trap spray the germs off the chain

DESIGNER GET STRIPPED OFF THE BODY PILE
BITCHES SELLING VACCINES ON THE BLOCK I THINK I NEED IT NOW

[BRIDGE]
Nothing left now but a dead scene and a deadlock
Burnt bridges nowhere left to go homie gotta let go
Let go
Let go
Tell me when you let go
Let go
Homie gotta let go

[GULLYSPiT]
Piss out the misery
Coke in my blood if it spill I go surfing
Get with the program or get labelled worthless
It’s not a sickness just rot on the surface
Bio-machinery ticks like a clock
Chase it with lime now the gears met a rock
Invade the middle then go back and bomb all the chalk
I know the air leave you choking but think of the stock

Pinned like an animal, pathogen phoenix
Fuck with yo mental, restructure the helix
Believe in nothing get killed with the heathens
I know it’s hard but you better not fight the adhesion
I know the lesion grows faster, increasing the fracture
With stress it reopens, no treating the cancer
Were hoping it sells

Can’t hear the siren it’s drowning itself
Doc made a promise these pills do me well
Doc made a promise that imma get right
What does he know?
Carried away by the night
I hear the silence it’s grows
I’m at the end of the rope
I know that I gotta go
Gotta let go
Gotta let go

[DEPTH STRIDA]
Peel off the surface that humans call skin
Im the disease theres no way you can win
Creep thru the city they buried me in
And father forgive me cause I commit sins
Bitch I strida walk right through your block
Ay fuck with me you get wet up
Ay they call me the devils blood
Cause I stomp humans to the ground

Ay im a virus
And you gon die from me
Okay, call me the medics
And they will run in fear
(Contagious contagious
I think I caused a plague bitch)x2

Cytopathic

Quarantine ft. Gullyspit & Depth Strida

Stream/Buy

Papa Sleep - Quarantine ft. GULLYSPiT & Depth Strida [prod. kiraw]

RUN THRU YOU!

RUN THRU YOU! w/ VNXM & SEZM (Prod. SANPERSEUS)

Lyrics:

hold me control me now
I am so vulnerable
break me I won’t get out
swallow my soul

Hold me control me now
I am so vulnerable
Break me I won’t get out
Swallow my soul
Bleeding me whole again
Heel with my Poison 
If only for a moment 
Time isn’t rollin 
Watch me I’m broken
Fix me till am hole again
Just end all this suffering 
You cut me to pieces 
You’re part of my puzzle
Bleed with the sun
I won’t see you tomorrow 
I’ll be gone when morning comes 

tell them I’m fine
as I’m wearing my smile
tighten grip on the knife 
as I aim for the sky 

Tell them I’m fine
As I’m wearing my smile
Tighten grip on the knife 
As I aim for the sky 

Tell them I’m fine
But my world is upside down
I’m so tired of lies
Put an end to my life
x2

EXITSTRATEDGY (Prod.Fatal-M)

art by brother  https://www.instagram.com/lenfant_ // @lenfantlondon

sharks on my feet and they brand new
lightnings on my jeans turn the black blue
see me walkin thru the valley and im packed up
hear me screaming from the lungs, it is
"mercenaries next up" 

rollin up a rocket im too sporty
fuck a fandom i dont fuck with rick and morty
got a reddot and a beam its for the glorys
break out my  cage and i leave the labratory

hella bands on me i feel dead and its okay
strida might have changed
and its not in a good way
runnin thru valley
got the mercs in my back man
bitch you eat up  balls 
so i might just call you pacman
gotta lotta ammo
guess the size we play hangman
 wrist lookin smart
i could team up with ben 10
chains looking hard
i could create a goth band
eat up my part
like its cake, i want whole bands

status unknown bitch im robbing some jewlery
call the ambulance bitch im on a killingspree 
walk up to yo mans one punch equals felony  
drum mag  go hard let it rain from the balcony
flee through the desert my shit is so stacked out
opps pulling up  oh fuck it got mad loud
hydrate myself with some water no pass out
hop in the caddy and i  look for a way out

sharks on my feet and they brand new
lightnings on my jeans turn the black blue
see me walkin thru the valley and im packed up
hear me screaming from the lungs, it is
"mercenaries next up" 

rollin up a rocket im too sporty
fuck a fandom i dont fuck with rick and morty
got a reddot and a beam its for the glorys
break out my  cage and i leave the labratory


suprise!


boy turnin dead cause he went off a pill
eyes turning red cause im smoking the filth
bitch i got contacts got eyes in the hills
man its on sight i got mercs and they kill

peter piper packed a bunch  of guns in his backpack
he was talking way too loud so watch his fucking neck snap
catch me in the alleyway im sipping on some red stag
beams everywherei feel  like im playing lasertag

VALLEY 🏜️ (prod. hotello x 808goblin)

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