Shuffle recommended

Lmk of any others like these that are phonk but with something extra!

Near release order working on it

Phonk but it’s not just Phonk (Aggressive/Shadow Phonk)

🙃

I'm sorry if you were looking for a genre rap

🥀

fastAFboiii

OTF Only the family lil duck

Pre-order Miley's album "Bangerz" now on iTunes. Available 10/8

Wrecking Ball - Miley Cyrus

PANIC MODE

Use promo code "dustdyke" for 1,033,839 free moneys off your next purchase

CANT AFFORD ME (feat. Celeste Kay)

PABLO FEAT. 1kcxxpe [PROD. THE 1 AND ONLY DUSTMYTE AKA GOTH BIMBO BUSSER]

The Qemists - Stompbox

MotorStorm Apocalypse-Bullitt (Elite Force vs Lalo Schifrin)

CORPSE FROM THE NORTH (PROD. FANTOM)

BAD SHIT

Fuck Y'all Hoes (feat. $uicideboy$)

Official Music Video: 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3nqssdCjR3c

prod. trashbaggbeatz

HIGH

Prod. Shneaky

LYRICS:
Posted smoking rollin up dat 
Posted smoking rollin posted
Toasted smoking rollin wit dat
Rollin up dat fye
Posted smoking rollin up dat 
Posted smoking rollin posted
Toasted smoking rollin wit dat fye on me playa

All these bitches know I’m ghoulish mane
You been acting foolish
You a tool I know that’s rude to say
Did it anyway
Like what the fuck
Is your problems Maggz you hella cynical
It’s cuz all these niggas suck are weird and hypocritical 
At yo door just like jehovah bruh
Witness these two clips
Shoot up yo whole home 
Make a necklace wit yo lips
I know crips
I know bloods
I know sixes
I got plugs
Put three sixes on my wall in blood and smoked a crucifix

Toasted smoking rollin wit dat blick
I’m roasting hoes declining photos 
I don’t gloat cuz I ain’t shit 
I push to start the whip
Maggz like a creature feature flick
Fuck round wit what I call mines
Whole click could get flicked like a bic
Catch me with a junkie 
I’m serving a fix
Yo bitch ride wit me 
I break her ass off like a kit kat
I heard he got his rig snatched 
My potna pushed his wig back
That shit you smokin not gas and 
Yo bitch gotta smooth ass
That’s a shame
You a fuckin lame
Put a hollow tip right through yo brain
All you pussies sound the fuckin same
Sick of tryna put y’all onto game yet nothing has changed
I guess this whole scene half brained
Half baked don’t care this shit fake
Snort cocaine into my veins
Turn dis hoe into a gun range 
Oh-so Alejandro loco
Mi Mota verde costo ocho
Whole show caught on a gopro
Replay that shit in slowmo

All these bitches know I’m ghoulish mane
You been acting foolish
You a tool I know that’s rude to say
Did it anyway
Like what the fuck
Is your problems Maggz you hella cynical
It’s cuz all these niggas suck are weird and hypocritical 

Posted smoking rollin up dat 
Posted smoking rollin posted
Toasted smoking rollin wit dat
Rollin up dat fye
Posted smoking rollin up dat 
Posted smoking rollin posted
Toasted smoking rollin wit dat fye on me playa

Ghoulish

Me, Myself and I

The Thin Grey Line

FROM THE BAY TO BRAZIL
SHOUTOUT OUR BOY EF

WE DOIN' FINE (PROD. EF)

DEMON SOULS <PROD:CXRPSE>

ON 3 <PROD:20PRETTYHUSKY>

SSJ DAKI X JENX2 X ISSBROKIE X CACITY - OD ASF! (PROD. BUCKX2)

https://soundcloud.com/ghostieantiworld

og track: https://ghostieantiworld.bandcamp.com/track/tight-rope-feat-owinillson

www.jamesgorczyca.net

TIGHT ROPE (JAMES GORCZYCA FLIP)

TIGHT ROPE (FLIP)

DIET SPRITE (+ NXTTY)

lyrics:

blx:
i got the south side sound but i still hail from the north 
im prepped for battle got my sword  
cuz im a samurai of sorts 
i fuck up anyone who think i am not worthy of the torch 
im smokin real juntz real pussy people like im gort

n now this blunt weak, so i put sum pcp inside 
i’m goin schizo in my mind now come inside go for a ride  
ima busy bee, work is where i spend all a my time 
i see connections in the world i couldn’t then cuz i was blind  

im the illest 
the sickest motherfucker that you know 
prolly getting high or getting ready for a show 
bitch im the realist  
im tryna figure out what the deal is 
this bitch tell me her problem acting like i’m bouta heal it 

me n sync go crazy 
don’t act like a baby 
when you lose 
please somebody save me
something in my brain goin loose 

shoutout dsg 
shoutout hellcore too yeah that’s the crew 
sync you gotta let em know what’s the word

CUTTER IN THE $OUTH (FT. SYNC) [DJ ACARTHUS]

iRock (iRoll)

allergies

LYRICS:

Not nobody that’s like me bitch,
Pop out, find me
I need blood on my nikes bitch,
Pop out, try me
Fuck life I promise,
On that shit ‘till death
That boy still conscious,
Y’all ain’t beat him yet
Not nobody that’s like me bitch,
Pop out, find me
I need blood on my nikes bitch,
Pop out, try me
Fuck life I promise,
On that shit ‘till death
That boy still conscious,
Y’all ain’t beat him yet

I ain’t felt like this in a minute,
I got stress in my body that probably kill anybody still walk out ten
Shit my eye been twitching for two weeks
I don’t trust nobody it’s all me
I been wishing I could cop a K and get rid of you bitch,
Y’all not gon pay me

Why the fuck would I talk to somebody?
Like it’s something I gain if I tell ‘em it’s pain that I probably just deal with ‘till I die
I been bleeding OD since birth,
Speed it up bitch y’all print that shirt
Don’t drop shit if I die that’s dirt,
Lock up the vault bitch let shit burn

Not nobody that’s like me bitch,
Pop out, find me
I need blood on my nikes bitch,
Pop out, try me
Fuck life I promise,
On that shit ‘till death
That boy still conscious,
Y’all ain’t beat him yet

We bought automatics just to keep the rent low
Who want me to use it bitch, let me know
We bought automatics just to keep the rent low
Who want me to use it bitch
Who want me to,
Who want me to

POSTHUMOUS [PROD. SKOTSKR]

LYRICS:

Tryna get rich then pick my issues back up I’m not tryna quit
Didn’t my best shit sound like I got fucked up shit I prolly did
What’s up with you? Ima keep running my mouth then buy myself a crib
Bitch I been knew, I’m supposed to be fucked up I’m my mommas kid
Try and tell me what the fuck I’m really supposed to talk about then we could die about it
Shit that’s written in my DNA could tell me why I never got to write about it
Why the fuck I couldn’t cry about it,
Why the fuck it’s all blood sweat and my liver taking all the hits ‘bout it

Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah yeah
Fuck that shit don’t call me nothing bitch
I trust me and mine, you don’t know who you fucking with
Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah yeah
Fuck that shit don’t call me nothing bitch
I trust me and mine, you don’t know who you fucking with

You don’t know who the fuck I am,
And don’t try and tell me what the fuck I’m really talking ‘bout,
And don’t try and act like you know better bitch,
I could finish shit, get shit wrapped up and I flip the script
Get them pages ripped, get them memories stripped I’m uh,
Not making them same mistakes again get what the fuck I want
Done feeling like shit ‘bout something I said I’m on my fucking job
You don’t gotta like shit ‘bout me it’s a lot of you people like I give a fuck
Motherfucker it’s up
Yeah

Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah yeah
Fuck that shit don’t call me nothing bitch
I trust me and mine, you don’t know who you fucking with
Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah yeah
Fuck that shit don’t call me nothing bitch
I trust me and mine, you don’t know who you fucking with

NOTHING [PROD. SKOTSKR]

LYRICS:

I got old friends tripping on shit they don’t know ‘bout
Go head piss on identity you don’t know shit ‘bout me
I know you probably flip on me
We don’t need no discussion I see what you talking ‘bout
Let ‘em burn you on word of mouth
I don’t stand with no pussy I step on them memories
I put holes in that energy you not the first motherfucker to fuck up the legacy

If I could I’d go back and rip all of them verses in half, fuck it I still might
I don’t know what you going through, 
Got you dragging this shit that we built through the fucking dirt
Me and you on a fucking shirt, boy I wish I could talk this shit out of your fucking head
This why I don’t got fucking friends,
Ay it kill me to hear what you feel ‘bout the way I am
I don’t want you to get this shit backwards,
I’m not no bitch what you fuck up the past for
Ay I wish I could tell you this shit didn’t hurt me,
You wouldn’t care if you heard me
Ay it’s fuck that now I don’t give a fuck
I keep shutting my mouth I should pick it up
I got people I love that you ripping up
Motherfucker I’m outside with it up

Tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s, tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s, tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s, tell me it’s, tell me it’s

Check out how much you dead to me
Ay you fucked up, bet, I made a new enemy
All that shit that you fed to me
Better fah fah fah peace out ten of me
Bet it be what you let it be
Bitch I packed up every one of them memories
Pick a side I got energy
Bitch fah fah fah fah

IDENTITY [PROD. SKOTSKR]

Setbacks

iBETiGOTSUMWEED

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Noisia produced 8 songs for Motorstorm Apocalypse. The songs are reinterpretations of the themes that were specially written for this game by composer Klaus Badelt; of Gladiator, Equilibrium and Pirates of the Caribbean soundscoring fame.

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Noisia - Blown - Motorstorm Apocalypse (FREE DOWNLOAD)

Noisia - Slipstream - Motorstorm Apocalypse (FREE DOWNLOAD)

Noisia - Traction Control - Motorstorm Apocalypse (FREE DOWNLOAD)

Produced by @wasbeatz
Art by @wasbeatz

Off the "Tape Memory" tape.

[LYRICS]

This is all that I care about.
Show me things that I wanna see.
Please give the the air that I fucking need.
You won't come at me with these empty arms.

Come at me, eat my fists.
I won't care about you forever and ever.
Come at me, eat my fists.
I won't care about you forever and ever.

The thing is I don't remember why I came here.
So can you tell me about you, why the fuck am I doing this.
I ain't time for this, I ain't time for shit.
There's people who waiting for me.
Some of these I can call them my family.

The thing is I don't remember why I came here.
So can you tell me about you, why the fuck am I doing this.
I ain't time for this, I ain't time for shit.
There's people who waiting for me.
Some of these I can call them my family.

WAKE UP WAKE UP.
ITS TIME TO LIVE UP.
TIME WASTING, TIME WASTING.
I ALWAYS HAVE TO FIX IT.
MY ONLY LIFE IS NOT FOR YOU.
THOSE WHO DESERVE IT HAVE ALREADY STOPED ASKING.
CALL ME DEVIL, CALL ME CHEAP.

I DON'T CARE A FKG BIT.
I DON'T CARE A FKG BIT.

CALL ME DEVIL, CALL ME CHEAP, I DON'T CARE A FKG BIT.
YOU DON'T HAVE MY FAME, YOU DONT HAVE MY PAIN.
IMMA KILL YOUR HOPES RIGHT NOW.

BLEHG

WAKE UP WAKE UP.
ITS TIME TO LIVE UP.
TIME WASTING, TIME WASTING.
I ALWAYS HAVE TO FIX IT.
MY ONLY LIFE IS NOT FOR YOU.
THOSE WHO DESERVE IT HAVE ALREADY STOPED ASKING.
CALL ME DEVIL, CALL ME CHEAP.

I DON'T CARE A FKG BIT.

CALL ME DEVIL, CALL ME CHEAP  [prod. ｗａｓ]

Produced by @wasbeatz

[LYRICS]
I DON'T REMEMBER ANYTHING.
I GOT MY TAPE TAKEN AWAY.
I DON'T REMEMBER ANYTHING.
I'VE LOST ALL MY MEMORIES.

I DON'T REMEMBER ANYTHING.
I GOT MY TAPE TAKEN AWAY.
I DON'T REMEMBER ANYTHING.
I'VE LOST ALL MY MEMORIES.

WIPED DATA,
I CAN'T BE LOAD,
YOU HAVE NO SAVE,
I'M GOOD FOR TRASH. 

WIPED DATA,
I CAN'T BE LOAD,
YOU HAVE NO SAVE,
I'M GOOD FOR TRASH. 

I DON'T REMEMBER ANYTHING.
I GOT MY TAPE TAKEN AWAY.
I DON'T REMEMBER ANYTHING.
I'VE LOST ALL MY MEMORIES.

GIMME SOMETHING TO HOLD ON.
I WON'T BE ABLE TO CAPTURE.

EMPTY HARDDRIVE,
EMPTY SOUVENIR.
I CAN'T KEEP ANYTHING.
I CAN'T SEE ANYTHING.

TAPE MEMORY [prod. ｗａｓ]

Produced by @wasbeatz
Featuring @c3of and @istasha

[LYRICS]

(PAPA SLEEP)
Body parts are paralyzed
Living in a paradise
Shotty gon close them snake eyes
Take off your face empty your PayPal
Pay for all your problems
Checking weapons testing skeletons inside your closet
Looking like you really gon cock it often wonder how you live the way you talking
I been waiting for the cover up
But fuck it I been waiting to kill off all of these genres roll the fuck up on your patience just face it blood stains in the basement nothing makes sense till you make it you really be fading

(MUGXTSU)
YO
YOU WERE NOT READY FOR THIS.
W A S ON THE BEAT, YOU'LL JUST GO FREAK.
YOU ARE FUCKING WEAK.

YOU WERE NOT READY FOR THIS.
YOU WON'T BE ALIVE EVEN IN THE SKIES.
YOU WERE NOT READY FOR THIS.
YOU WON'T BE ALIVE EVEN IN THE SKIES.

(BIG CAESAR)
Tell me all the rules 
I got tools 
I put out my pockets 
Make them Slip 

When I Drool 
When I Shoot my rockets
stacking paper clips

Big C running over static
Limbs Will crack like 80
Blu-ray tv
Never HD in my attic

Hit the pit Of spite 
Always slight 
Of my hands 
Are bound up by the back 
And unpacking all of this shit alright 

In the midst of night 
Fried
Dancing to the sound of vapors as I close my eyes in starving in my appetite

(MUGXTSU)
THERE ARE SUCH THINGS AS REMINISENCE.
ALL MY LIFE, I'VE SEARCH FOR SOMETHING THERE.

YOU'RE LIAR, YOU'VE MADE ME WASTE MY TIME.
YOU'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE WITH THESE SINS.

YOU WERE NOT READY FOR THIS.
YOU WON'T BE ALIVE EVEN IN THE SKIES.
YOU WERE NOT READY FOR THIS.
YOU WON'T BE ALIVE EVEN IN THE SKIES.

YOU WERE NOT READY FOR THIS.
YOU WON'T BE ALIVE EVEN IN THE SKIES.
YOU WERE NOT READY FOR THIS.
YOU WON'T BE ALIVE EVEN IN THE SKIES.

PARADISE (feat. Papa Sleep & Big Caesar) [prod. ｗａｓ]

Produced by @wasbeatz
Featuring @distortionthe1

[LYRICS]
(MUGXTSU)
Storms goes by, in the sky,
Reaching out the one I've lost.
Breathing in a life I could never live by the normal rules.
Shame on me, condemn me,
Regret is the thing I feel.
Just wanting to change my past is all I can thing about now.

SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOUR ONLY GOOD FOR COMPLAINS.
I'VE BEEN WATCHING YOU THE WHOLE TIME.
I DON'T FEEL A SINGLE OUNCE OF PITY.
SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU DON'T NEED NO FUCKING LUCK.

PARALYZED IN EVERYTHING IN LIFE.
VAPORIZING EVERY SINGLE TIME.

BOY YOU'RE WRONG, WTF IS TAKING YOU SO LONG.
YOU DON'T WANNA BE ALONE. BUT YOU SLOWLY DIGGING YOUR TOMB.
BOY YOU'RE WRONG, WTF IS TAKING YOU SO LONG.
YOU DON'T WANNA BE ALONE.

Storms goes by, in the sky,
Reaching out the one I've lost.
Breathing in a life I could never live by the normal rules.
Shame on me, condemn me,
Regret is the thing I feel.
Just wanting to change my past is all I can thing about now.

STORMS GOES BY, IN THE SKY,
REACHING OUT THE ONE I'VE LOST.
BREATHING IN A LIFE I COULD NEVER LIVE BY THE NORMAL RULES.
SHAME ON ME, CONDEMN ME,
REGRET IS THE THING I FEEL.
JUST WANTING TO CHANGE MY PAST IS ALL I CAN THING ABOUT NOW.

(LORD DISTORION)
You're a no one 
Loathsome 
Stick on me to blow some 
Sky is open dmt 
The fix to all his problems 

marble on the column 
Sniper with the long gun 
Make him drop a mile off the  radar like a problem 

Big stick, hit em and its gonna make his ribs twitch 
Instinct alien we gonna leave his wig split 
No life stop it you ain't doing right 
With this clique 
Tendrils back into the cave in like another  an instant 

Boy your wrong 
Shoving  bullets in your gob
We gonna run in with the iron  boys already cocked 

Dropping off the pack 
Your gonna meet the face of god
Pull that damage from the bag and put some damage on the lawn 

Solar object watch it Hoover
Rounds and rounds he dodge for cover 
Out of bounds he jumping for the door 
It make his body stutter

Take a number, execute the order 
On the daily suffer 
Pain and hunger that he never felt 
Until the day he entered

BOY YOU'RE WRONG (feat. LORD DISTORTION) [prod. ｗａｓ]

Produced by @wasbeatz and @deadmemxry
Featuring @depthstrida

[LYRICS]
(MUXGTSU)
IMMA TAKE YOUR LIFE.
IMMA STEAL YOUR FUCKING BREATH.
IMMA KILL YOUR TIME.
IM BOUTTA HEAD OUT.

YOU WILL NOT COME TO SURFACE.
UNLESS I DO IT ON PURPOSE.
I'M NOT GONNA LET GO.
IM NOT GOING TO MAKE YOU SO.

STOP IT, RIGHT NOW. AYE ?
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR CONDITION.
I DON'T LIVE YOU LIFE NO.
I WON'T TAKE MY TIME NO.

REST IN PIECE IMMA BURRY YOU ALIVE.

HATE ME, FOR THE GG, MOTHERFUCKING OUT OF HERE.
FEAR ME, FOR MY CC, MOTHERFUCKING HELL IS HERE.
IMMA GET AWAY EVEN IF YOU TRY CHOPING DOWN MY PATH.  

KILLING ME, RESING ME.
TORMENT ME, CANT BREAK ME.
SUFFERING, ANYTHING.
CAST AWAY, LIVE BY ME.

FEAR ME

(DEPTH STRIDA)
peek into your fort i got m4s
get out the way hoe
keep the story short or just abort
before i slay you
slice you like its playdo
soldiers like its halo
K/D like im bealuo
bitch you better stay low

watch me pull up with deadmemxry
causing odyssee
fucking up the soundcloud scene
ay ay you cant reach me

jason on a killing spree i stab your back right out the leaves
cut your neck and teach you stuff about invicibility

big cuts
loose guts
leave a blood bath
no fucks
u give up
turn you straight to dust

running up
broken mask
rusty blade 
an such

now we talk
say wassup
meet a fucking god

ay do em dirty strida, was, mugxtsu, memory

CUTTER IN THE $OUTH (FT. SYNC) [DJ ACARTHUS]

BLXDESMITH [@blxdesmith]