Girls Rituals "Deproliferation" - Nov 22 2022

I follow the motion line that comes out my chest
It leads me somewhere, I'm still confused
I think my path intersects with you
I don't mean to

I don't know what people want
I just know what I want so I get it for myself
Can't imagine what you'd want from me
Just as a joke I imagined a couple things

I was like the Kreayshawn to your SGP
I could be anywhere if you needed me
I could prove anybody wrong about anything
You've seen the worst in me.

If you find my heart's in tatters
Just remind me stupid things really matter
We could do nothing and put out static forever

If you find out my heart's in tatters
Please remind me that stupid things matter more than anything

I got a red, red ribbon in my hair
You're so cute
Goddamn you're so dumb
I got a red, red ribbon in my hair
I try to signal something but you're so ignorant

I like it.

I was like the Kreayshawn to your Spaceghostpurrp
I could do anything, you know I'll make it hurt
I could do anything wrong
If you needed me
I could do anything wrong

I was like the Kreayshawn to your SGP
I could be anywhere if you needed me
You know I'm lying, there's no guessing
You've seen the worst in me

Worst in me

Not Enough Knobs In My Knobs

SYNTHETIC VOX  180 bpm   [tekno].wav

@doin-fine

happy halloween

pull up to the spot at eleven o'clock on the dot and i give what i've got 'til it's done
i swear that it's serious, music is all that i have little bitch this shit ain't just for fun
garapata on top and the rafs on my feet
you know that it's hard, doin' fine on the beat
pull up to the palace no tricks and no treats
vri, put up the kick to the drum like

shelly really in this bitch like (ay)
feeling silly in this bitch i put a willy in your bitch
make hits? i got a million of them
got my whole damn city in a fit
acting idiots again
and i got billiards at 10
so can you really do it speedier than him
i need the icky in my bin
i got a glick in this balenciaga cinch
and i don't really wanna make her make a friend
fuck beast mode motherfucker i'm just on me mode
eat otoro tuna belly, you eat totinos
always a-game, you don't even make the b-roll
i don't even know why i keep stacking up these c-notes
you flailing in the d-league, i make it look e-z
giving you an f-grade, i count up the gs, see
i hear your friends are talking shit on you in private gcs
i'm making all this money off an interface and pc

pull up to the spot at eleven o'clock on the dot and i give what i've got 'til it's done
i swear that it's serious, music is all that i have little bitch this shit ain't just for fun
garapata on top and the rafs on my feet
you know that it's hard, doin' fine on the beat
pull up to the palace no tricks and no treats
vri, put up the kick to the drum like

dog
your shit's dog
i'm from manila where we're swimming in smog
and i be spitting like i'm venomous
fuck an anti-feminist
bigots lining up to get slogged
keep the beats out my mail, doin fine on the prod
rappers thinking they're kings when they're miming at gods
never trusting a major, the smiles are facades
all i want is a team that'll die for the cause
i want a place for the misfits' worst
and i ain't talking bout your misfits shirt
bars so filthy, never miss this dirt
only people that i trust in my business first
ain't nobody else is putting in this work
i'm a full course meal, you get just desserts
yeah i heard your shit, think you need to rehearse
tell your prod to hit my celly if they need a real verse
shelly, motherfucker

trick or treat (prod. doin' fine)

debut release from Casey James ( http://www.caseyjamesbasichis.com ) and meself... a 6-song pop whirlwind of hypercolor Gameboy beats and spastic Ukelele strumming.

Songbirds and Ghettoblasters

art by @galentipton thanks a whole bunch
@dvrdvrdvr

Not Enough Knobs In My Knobs

EVIL 5000