Треки

☠️

I WANNA KILL MYSELF

voltokeratomu

°°

>< CRUDE Premiere ><

Artist: Alda Vain & maurinstarr
Title: Dawn Of The Nympho
Label​: In Orbit 

Support the artist & label:
>> in-orbit.bandcamp.com

Follow:
@inorbitrec
@user-229619546
@aldavain

CRUDE Premiere: Alda Vain & maurinstarr - Dawn Of The Nympho [In Orbit]

Gotham love - Background [slowed]

ГЕНШИН

Oplstis - Stigmes (2010)

KILL YOUR FAMILY

Welcome to Blanco Part III, this third installment consist of elements regarding the 1980's crack epidemic. It sheds light on the War against Drugs which we all know is a losing war that ravaged the Black community. Till this day it has left a once great nation and people riddled with addiction, bringing it's citizen to their knees. 
Blanco Part III - Epidemic seeks to outline this issue and hopes one day future generation will become drug free and if not just remember.....
 
JUST SAY NO!!!!!!!!

Featured Artist

Notorious B.I.G.
Westside Gunn
Jay Z
Stealz, Rocko & Te Money
Roc Marciano
Action Bronson
Conway tha Machine
J.I.D.
The Messy Minister
Prodigy
Camron
La Chio - Shinpuru Media Artist
Earl Sweatshirt 
Tay K

Weird Moments

ЛЮБЛЮ НЕ ЛЮБЛЮ

BRAIN SMOOTHIE

@craigscissorhands 
@takizavaa_

FEEL FEEL FEEL
WHEN I CARVE INTO YOUR 
SKIN SKIN SKIN
I JUST WANT THIS BITCH TO
FEEL FEEL FEEL
WHEN I CARVE INTO HER
SKIN SKIN SKIN

FIRST TAKE THE SCALP
BIND THAT FUCKER TO THE FLOOR
I FORCEFEED HIM PILLS
CUZ THE PROCESS HARDER WHEN HE SQUIRMS
I DONT SANITIZE MY TOOLS 
IM IN LOVE WITH GERMS
I COULD BEAT HIM SENSELESS AND THIS FAGGOT WOULDNT FUCKING LEARN

STEP ONE: TAKE THE FUCKEN SHARPIE DRAW A MARK
STEP TWO: ILLUMINATE THE ROOM IT CANT BE DARK
STEP THREE: ITS FINE IF ITS MESSY ITS JUST ART
STEP FOUR PRESERVE THE BRAIN, LEAVE THE CARCASS AT THE PARK

ONCE YOU GET THE SCALP LOOSE
PEEL IT OFF SLOWLY
TAKE A BRAIN TO BONE HIS THOT UP ON THE COUCH
SHE TRYNA BLOW ME
STEP ONES FINISHED ITS TIME FOR STEP 2 BITCHES
I MIGHT DISSECT TWO BITCHES AND BIND THEM UP WITH STITCHES

IMA GS BOSS I GOT MY GASK MASK BROTHA UP IN THIS BITCH
I MAKE HIM HOLD THE PATIENT DOWN SO HE DONT SQUIRM WHEN I MAKE SLITS
AND WHEN THE JOB IS DONE, I GOT TAKI WITH ME TAKIN PICS
LAMB TELLS ME TO BONE THE CORPSE
I SAID OKAY IF YOU INSIST

FEEL FEEL FEEL
WHEN I CARVE INTO YOUR 
SKIN SKIN SKIN
I JUST WANT THIS BITCH TO
FEEL FEEL FEEL
WHEN I CARVE INTO HER
SKIN SKIN SKIN

CRAIG SCISSORHANDS - LOBOTOMY TUTORIAL *GONE WRONG* [PROD. TAKIZAVA/SCISSORHANDS]

feat/prod: @tjronthebeat
art: @ghostwheeel

LYRICS:
BET I POP THAT FUCKIN FIRE LIKE IM GHOST RIDER
I COULD THIS SHIT MYSELF I DONT NEED NO COSIGNIN
HIT A GREEN A LIGHT
SHOOTIN OUT THAT BEAM RIGHT
OFF THE ZA BITCH NIGGA I CAN SEE RIGHT
TALKIN SHIT BITCH IM FINNA LET THAT K HIT
WE AINT REALLY WORRIED BOUT YOU NIGGAS CAUSE YOU AINT SHIT
BET I POP THAT FUCKIN FIRE LIKE IM GHOST RIDER
I COULD THIS SHIT MYSELF I DONT NEED NO COSIGNIN
SHAWTY REALLY RIDE THE DICK JUST LIKE A MOTORCYCLE 
ON IT ALL NIGHT HAD HER SINGIN LIKE GEORGE MICHEAL 
NIGGA IM NOBODY IDOL
YOU COULD NEVER BE MY RIVAL 
I GOT THE DEVIL HANDS WHEN IM IDOL
I CUT HIS ASS FOR BEING PRIDEFUL
SHE PICK MY PICKLE PETER PIPER 
THEM BULLETS STING LIKE A FUCKIN VIPER
THAT PACK IS STRONG IT SMELL LIKE SOME APPLE CIDER

SLINKY:
BAGGY JEANS MY FIT GOT ME UP INSIDE HER
BITCH IM TRYNNA SMOKE A BLUNT BUT FIRST I GOTTA FLICK A LIGHTER
I MAKE THAT MUSIC THAT YOU LISTEN TO THAT SHIT DON’T MAKE YOU FEEL GOOD
FUCKING KILLYOURSELF YOU PUSSY BEFORE I PULL AND KILL YOU
EVERYTHING I TALK ABOUT IS SOME REAL SHIT THAT I WILL DO
BITCH IM GHOST RIDER BODIES ON THE ROAD
PULLIN UP TO YO BITCH PLACE SHE HOME ALONE
SORRY BRO ITS TOO LATE YOU KNOW I BEEN UP IN HER PHONE
HAHA

GHOST RIDER [FEAT. T.J.R.] (PROD. T.J.R.)

@segadml

@blvepsych
Leave a white stain on the ground when I’m done with ya, sniffing that chalk (x2)

Draw me a line and it gone (x4)

Got ‘bout 10k toolage, rip your flesh apart
I got many shots up in this mag, I let it tear em up
Plenty caps up in this mag, plenty caps to fill you up
I got hunned papers in the morgue, and they be stacking up

I got glossy in my eyes, straight-fog inside my mind
I be taking hella rails, of that pearly fucking white (x2)

Leave a white stain on the ground when I’m done with ya, sniffing that chalk (x2)

Draw me a line and it gone (x4)

@segadml
Draw me a line and it gone, lines up in my nose I love it
Making the king the pawn play a pussy like a trumpet
Fuck it I get my gun, know I slide through then I gun em
Fuck your culture bitch I’m from the south, we selling pistols by the douzon 

Fucking nothing, smashing pumpkins, while I pump fake
Molly crushing, fuck you cunt I’m always rushing
Like no russian, I’m a punk I’m never taking shit or listen in you fucking dumb bitch

Laying out the drugs on my table while I chop a hoe
Choppa on my side I’m laying bullets into festivals
6 feet buried I know I lick her like I’m Messi hoe 
Bitches fucking talking shit, suck my fucking testicles

CHALK w/ $EGADML [PSVCH]

FTS
@44astral @yxuragxner @segadml

PRODS
@sawhlore1 @prod-facelesss @sorei @blvepsych

IMMURATION SHIFT w/ HXRNS + GXNER + $EGADML [PRODS IN BIO]

Mount Asama
amidst its fumes and ash
fresh young leaves! 

The event Bosun refers to is the eruption of Mount Asama in 1783, which instantly killed over 1,000 people. The toxic ash traveled 100 miles to Edo, making farmland useless and causing many more people to starve.

One of the four great haiku masters, Yosa Buson studied both Japanese and Chinese poetry. He was also an accomplished painter, and most of his poems were accompanied by paintings, resulting in a more diverse and individual set of works than the one by his main historical influence, Basho.

Haiku by Yosa Buson

fumes and ash [naviarhaiku579]

@shahadaaa

i lied, im back

Load up with like 5-10 mags up on me, got my dresser full
Hollow belts and kevlar kits up on me, ammo staying full
I got lines that trip when creeping on me, shrapnel shooting through
Mounted on a hill with body guards, we gon’ shoot you

Flipping rocks and cars, with mortar mounts, running neighbourhoods
Running through your neighbourhoods, black mask, grey hood (x2)

Black mask, grey hood, messing with the wrong type
While I’m wielding butcher knifes, eating flesh off my own fight

Black mask, grey hood, kevvy vest, hood is striped
Black mask, grey hood

Terrorising on your phone, buzz buzz
Be a bitch, fine with me, gotta chain that go rev, buzz buzz
Be a pussy on your phone, huzz huzz
Be a faggot, fine with me, gotta chain that go rev

I could get you faggots scared, real quick (x8)

Mortar and pestle, one bitch at it
Small little blender, second one at it
Handheld classic, third one at it
Toolie assortment, we been at it

I could get you faggots scared, real quick

HOOD [SHAHADA]

The original sound comes from bubbling water, which has been stretched, retimed, and transformed into a sustained mid-to-low-frequency ambient texture. The sound floats through space like a whisper, as if emanating from a sleeping wine glass, reflecting a dreamscape of intoxication and deep, flowing resonance.

Acousmatic Sketch No.3 "The Dream of a Wine Glass" [2025-03-14]
Music : Shih-Lin Hung 洪世霖
Visuals: Eva Bronzini (https://www.pexels.com/zh-tw/photo/7254299/)

Acousmatic Sketch No.3 "The Dream of a Wine Glass" [2025-03-14]

@sawhlore1 @onihara

Another day, another faggot getting pieces sliced up out of him
I’m crazy when I’m tempered, sorcery in this bitch like Kaisen 
Got chemicals in a pot, I’m stirring this bitch, I’m making poison
And I’m lacing my morning blunts, so I’ll be starting my days off well

And I’m lacing my morning blunts, so I’ll be starting my days off well then
Got a trailer full limbs and valuables, I’m attaching it with my bull pen
Been huffing that foreign shit, I don’t get shit in my continent
Don’t get shit in my continent, I’m elite

Keep a blade on me like always, paranoid of my surroundings
Yeah I’m staring down they necks waiting, checking my surroundings
I’m ranting to my bitch, losing grip on my surroundings
And I’m busting on her chest, I got millions on that bitch

Wavy shit that I be spitting on, lil bitch I need a pomade
On my head, you pussies always in my temple, AKA skull cave

I be dwelling in my cave, my own home, my own space (x2)

Hella sniff before I K you down, I’m spaced out
Hella clips that I been laying down, never running out
Hella blocks I’m running through this shit, always chase down
Hella flocks of herd I Shepard out, with a slave gown

I been down but also up (x8)

Keep a kit beside me, stocked up
Keep a blade against your throat, sliced up
Keep a lighter on me, stocked up
Keep a hooker on my waist, always up

KEEPER [SAWHLORE + ONIHARA]

The only sadnesses that are dangerous and unhealthy are the ones that we carry around in public in order to drown them out with the noise; like diseases that are treated superficially and foolishly, they just withdraw and after a short interval break out again all the more terribly; and gather inside us and are life, are life that is unlived, rejected, lost, life that we can die of.

Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

Anti Media Foundation - Trapped In These Pages Of Ink

Sixty, six-O was written by our lead guitarist as three of the band members have hit this milestone in the last couple of years. It was recorded at the Con Club in Lewes using a TASCAM DR-05X on 19th April 25.

60 (Live) 250419

Morbid Haven [prod. TAKIZAVA]

16 - BRUTO CHR - PARDO

TRELA - EP x BEATS FROM THE BONG

UNDERTAKER:

https://vk.com/undxrtvker
https://soundcloud.com/undxrtvker
https://twitter.com/UNDXRTVKER
https://www.instagram.com/undxrtvker/
https://undxrtvker.bandcamp.com
https://open.spotify.com/artist/48HATvpVlBbwZN1qs15w7a
https://music.apple.com/us/artist/undertaker/1471906559

HXNJV:

https://vk.com/hxnjv
https://itunes.apple.com/us/artist/hxnjv/1314733042
https://open.spotify.com/artist/5VVyZn5ejKvxBwbfjyKWWY
https://hxnjv.bandcamp.com
https://www.instagram.com/hxnjv/
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCD4JjfD5NaG7lXx0ugQ2hdA
https://twitter.com/hxnjv

Mary Mortem:

https://vk.com/m4rymortem
https://soundcloud.com/marymortem
https://twitter.com/m4rymortem
https://open.spotify.com/artist/225DFydJr2fPsIZVujryIb?si=QWZVDX8TSoaqbS7Fu5SbCg
https://itunes.apple.com/us/artist/mary-mortem/1369747263
https://marymortem.bandcamp.com
https://www.youtube.com/marymortem
https://www.facebook.com/MARYMORT3M/

Jral:

https://soundcloud.com/deathnjral
https://www.instagram.com/_jral/

UNDXRTVKER x HXNJV - Natural Selection [Prod. Snakepitch]

53WV1083L0W (PROD. GUWAZNY)

VYX BLV$ (TENEBRE) - PSYCHO SEXUAL MIND [PROD. CHVXS]

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)

LYRICS//

GGrim - 
Oh Anubis the rudest the god of afterlife 
Lost souls and the helpless he never had a scythe
Black K9 a jackal dog hybrid at the same time
Decay of the body is symbolized by defined lines
Before the rise of Osiris within the Middle Kingdom lies spread
No he wasn't the first I'm talking bout the Westerners
It was son of Ra and Hesat 
Tending to the kings rot or protecting the lot
5000 years ago he'd choose your worth after death
Maybe guide a couple lost ones and lay them to rest
The inventor of the mummy no dummy 
Don't fuck around with a god
Straight outta Egypt with pride
Precious jewels to hide you better think about it twice
Please choose to abide come the end of your ride
You'll find worth of a tide inside the mind
Where will you reside Anubis lay the body down columbine on the spine

Morbid Haven [prod. TAKIZAVA]

Fluxx Drxwned