Bro yes. You’re killin it. Miss you brother <333

🔥🔥🔥

Produced by Forlorn.
FREE DOWNLOAD: https://shinobutherapper.bandcamp.com/track/second-guessing

LYRICS:
I feel insane, or maybe same as I've just always felt
My brain's deranged, detached membrane but failed to ever tell
Maybe today I'll end up dazed or something never dealt
I'll never say what flows throughout my brain and causes hell
Always unchained, my life just burns as all my joy just melts
Always in pain, I have no mouth but I wish I could belt
Out words in blaze, never contained within my awkward gaze
But life's a haze and I just wish that I could simply phase

Up on out of this realm of existence
Phased by nothing but I still feel like rubbish
Whipped by my passing thoughts, it's nothing but torture
Gripped by my lasting thoughts, I can't settle no score
My soul is fading away, I don't know what I could say
To make it last one more day, cause I just don't wanna pay
I thought I found myself but I'm still a lost soul
Tryna find me some purpose with no real large goal

Anticipation killed my ambitions beyond belief
Expectations ruined everything that I ever achieved
And it's a hard pill to swallow
Just move forward is my motto
Because ain't no use getting stuck in my own shell
When all it's done is created my own personal hell
That I wish to escape any time, any date
Let me out to see the sun and what I have done

Second guessing first impressions
Lacking blessing and I'm stressing
Overworking, overthinking
I was floating, now I'm sinking
Where has my mind gone lately?
It's felt like a gun pointed toward me, off safety
Convinced everyone I know hate me
Times slowly ticking as depression's constant kicking
Leaves a mark and doesn't stop till it's finished
Or leaves me feeling diminished
Bleeding out every positive feeling that I've ever kept
Instead of using these emotions, I just gave up and wept

Tears run across as my face as I put the pen to the paper
Put my heart and soul towards all of it but I still gotta cater
To those who'll never care what I deal with, or what's in my favor
To them this life is but a game and I'm simply a player
Playing into they hand, or simply playing myself
Constant reminders of time passed, I think I need some help
But I can't find the energy to ask for assistance with what I done dealt
Or simply speak the words to what I done felt

So instead, I'm just folding like some origami
Cause in the end, I'll just probably
Never find the answers, hardly
Ever expected more, only expected folly
But where should I even go now?
Where do I continue without a how?
Drowning at every moment of overwhelm
So, how could I ascend?
As I'm progressing through life, I feel more like an inkless pen
Moving forward without any real path or passion like I ain't actually

Worth anyone's time or a even moment of talking to
Used to feel bruised and purple, now I feel more and more blue
Used to feel bruised and purple, now I feel more and more blue

Second Guessing [prod. Forlorn]

SHOUTOUT TO DR. MARMAL8 FOR MIXING AND MASTERING
SHOUTOUT TO YOUNG LOVE(X_POOKZ) FOR HOPPING ON!
SHOUTOUT TO BLVD THE BOY FOR THE BEAT
CHECK EM OUT
@drmarmal8
@yuzushi
Young Love(X_POOKZ on twitter)

Neglected (ft Young Love) (prod. yuzushi)

(☍﹏⁰)｡

(☍﹏⁰)｡ (tell a lie)

like a rotten log

those we leave behind

I made her cry

art by @kuuuuba !

featuring @sor-uh

produced by @phansyphish & @kunoui

cortez:

hearing deftones, i’m filled with adrenaline
had a lot of shit to talk so i’m penning it
almost retired but i’m on my shit again
like my bitches head i’m always scoring 10/10
fuck a ex bitch on igor shit like are we still friends?
bitch i’d put you in the dirt first chance that i get
tryna act like you was down but you finding dory
swimming round them messages
make me sick to my stomach
spitting intestines

living melancholic, haruhi suzumiya
drop a bag with my bitch at a fucking pizzeria
rappers talking shit but i never seem to hear it 
catch em in public like a sample bitch you better fucking clear it
don’t have my license but i’m tryna steer
clear of all the fuckery
i just need my bag and my bitch to come fuck with me
like my bitches thighs in the summer she gon be stuck wit me
no three 6 boy you never touching me


sor uh:

boy i talk my shit
got alot, 

gotta light my spliff,

hittin heavy like my shots,

aiming at some pussy bitch !!

typin online,
think he really on time
to clear?

boy u aint fine
got my ily
aiming sights
in here !

u been on some bitchmade getup
aim to flick,
need some wristaid
when i twitch they 
switch they setups,

on that glitch trademark talk,
biting at my heels 
yall need to bitedown
on some sidewalk !!

curbin all yo shit demos,

servin only day 1's,

throwback to them days 
when we were swervin
in suburbans
hitting ollies at the station c:

loading up on hi chews
while they tried to take my image
but my talent dont apply
to all these 
these pussies at they limit

its a mimic stance
u takin
boy and i aint even phased !
got the same kick snare
impaired and loopin all yo plays !

its so funny watching 
everybody try to hmu :0
boy u too worried
bout connections
thats ur money divvied up :/ shiittt


cortez:

i need you right beside me
now more than ever
it took so long to find me
i traveled stormy weather 
nows the perfect timing
i never wanted to settle
never seen the silver lining
every chance it fell through 
my bitch pretty like michiko
puffy hair like hatchin
throw bills stripped with indigo
we can get it popping
she don’t like it slow
like in a strelitzia proceed with caution
pistil position hitting all the targets
i don’t care what you charging
as long as she want it
this bitch worth more than a couple hundreds
bound 2 thousand bitches ain’t nothing
feel like igor chasing her no time i’m running
out of fucking ways to verbally express myself
fuck a couple bills when you’re my true wealth
get a farm in belgium
couple fucking animals 
on the field till we’re old

farm in belgium feat. sor uh (produced by phansyphish/kunoui)

Stupidity

Shoutout to Liphelle for mixing and mastering
Shoutout to BRICKMANE for the beat


Check'em out

@liphelle
@BRICKMANE

Lyrics-
Skelator Goat: 
Chorus: GUCCI GOOGLES ON MY FACE I FEEL LIKE NARUTO, COCK THE GUN BACK AND LET THE MUTHAFUCKA BLOW.
BITCH YOU DONT KNOW SKELLY IS A FUCKIN GOAT.
BITCH YOU DONT SKELLY IS A FUCKIN GOAT.

RIDING AROUND IN A LOW-RIDER, DRIVE BY THE OUTSIDER, BLASTIN THESE BULLETS LIKEN A SNIPER.
ACQUIRE GOLD CHAINS FROM YO DEAD HOMIES, OVERPOWERED LIKE BROLY,  FUCK YO GANG AND FUCK YO BUDDIES.
STICK-UP, TALKIN ABOUT ME GET RUN DOWN, POP OUT, GET SHOT DOWN.
STACKIN MONEY, GETTIN HUNNIES.
AROUN THE BLOCK WIT THE EXCALIBER, EXECUTES WHO FUCKS AROUND AND ACTS LIKE A FOO THIS TOOL DOES DAMAGE YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS DUDE.

Liphelle: 
Bitch I’m high as fuck
I came in with the gang and blare the speakers up
She feeling us, This whip is special Ed how this bitch wheeling us
I’m loading up, I got the glock, I think you’ve said enough
take you a place you ain’t never been? I said lil bro here take the blunt-
I’m on the front, showdown, trench blood guts and money 
She wanna fuck me,
But these shawties, only good for a body all else is nothing
Ask why he fronting
Then get to bucking
I take the jacket off like Piccolo
The beam to his stomach
You see the pit into abysss
It let the demons takeover
You see Katana on my hip
A jit, A Jedi Kenobi
My neck is frozen to my chest
My chain is banging and bumping

Chorus: GUCCI GOOGLES ON MY FACE I FEEL LIKE NARUTO, COCK THE GUN BACK AND LET THE MUTHAFUCKA BLOW.
BITCH YOU DONT KNOW SKELLY IS A FUCKIN GOAT.
BITCH YOU DONT SKELLY IS A FUCKIN GOAT.
RIDING AROUND IN A LOW-RIDER, DRIVE BY THE OUTSIDER, BLASTIN THESE BULLETS LIKEN A SNIPER.
ACQUIRE GOLD CHAINS FROM YO DEAD HOMIES, OVERPOWERED LIKE BROLY,  FUCK YO GANG AND FUCK YO BUDDIES.

SPOTIFY

GOGGLES(ft. Liphelle) (Prod. BRICKMANE)

"Whatever It Takes" is a narrative concept album based on the true story of the 2019 eBay cyberstalking scandal - when a Fortune 500 company's security team launched a coordinated terror campaign against two bloggers who wrote critical coverage.

Ina and David Steiner ran EcommerceBytes, a small newsletter covering e-commerce from their home in Natick, Massachusetts. When Ina wrote about CEO Devin Wenig's compensation, he texted his Chief Communications Officer Steve Wymer: "If we are ever going to take her down..now is the time."

Wymer's responses became evidence:

> We are going to crush this lady
> She is biased troll who needs to get BURNED DOWN
> I want to see ashes. As long as it takes. Whatever it takes.

What followed was a "campaign of terror" - seven eBay security employees (including former police captains) sent bloody pig masks, a preserved fetal pig, live cockroaches and spiders, a funeral wreath, a book about surviving the death of a spouse, and porn magazines to the couple. They posted Craigslist ads inviting strangers to the Steiners' home. They flew from California to Boston to stalk their car and planned to break into their garage to plant a GPS tracker. They carried fake "Person of Interest" documents. One even pretended to rescue them - the "White Knight Strategy."

David photographed a license plate. The FBI got involved. All seven employees were convicted.

But the executives who gave the orders? The CEO walked away with $57 million in severance. Never charged.

This is a story about corporate power, surveillance turned against citizens, and the two-tier justice system.

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TRACKLIST

00. Prologue: Based on True Events
01. EcommerceBytes
02. The Article
03. Crush This Lady
04. Whatever It Takes
05. Pig Mask
06. The Natick Job
07. Person of Interest
08. White Knight
09. License Plate
10. Fifty-Seven
11. Still Haunted
12. Epilogue

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SOURCES (14 Primary Documents)

This album is based entirely on documented facts. All text message quotes are from evidence admitted in federal court.

Court Documents:
• Deferred Prosecution Agreement: https://www.justice.gov/usao-ma/media/1332791/dl
• Criminal Information: https://www.justice.gov/usao-ma/media/1333086/dl

DOJ Case Page (7 press releases):
• https://www.justice.gov/usao-ma/case/us-v-ebay-inc

Investigative Journalism:
• "Take Her Down" - Boston Magazine: https://www.bostonmagazine.com/news/2021/12/02/ebay-ecommercebytes-stalking/
• CBS 60 Minutes: https://www.cbsnews.com/news/ebay-stalking-scandal-haunts-steiner-couple-60-minutes-2023-03-26/
• San Jose Spotlight: https://sanjosespotlight.com/disgraced-ebay-exec-wielded-power-at-san-jose-city-hall/

SEC Filing (Wenig Severance):
• https://www.sec.gov/Archives/edgar/data/1065088/000119312519254832/d806459dex101.htm

Wikipedia Overview:
• https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/EBay_stalking_scandal

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KEY FACTS

57 months - James Baugh's prison sentence
$57 million - Devin Wenig's severance
7 - Employees convicted
0 - Executives charged

—————————————————————

DOCUMENTARY NOTE

This album is a dramatic interpretation of documented events. All factual claims are based on the sources listed above.

Dialogue and internal thoughts attributed to real individuals are dramatized for artistic purposes and do not represent their actual words or thoughts unless explicitly quoted from court evidence. Character perspectives (such as executive or security team POV tracks) are narrative devices used for storytelling, not impersonation or claimed mind-reading.

Fifty-Seven

Produced By Jourdain Casper.


Latin Rap


The Official Ghosty Ghost 👻

Ghosty Ghost - Fuego Twerk Season

[Verse]

Spit flames, alley veins, pumping kerosene

Brick walls whisper secrets, shadow's evergreen

Feet hit the concrete, symphony of scuffs

Life's roulette wheel, every spin's rough



Grip the night tighter than a fiend on the chase

Time don't tick, it sprints in this place

Trash can symphonies, glass shard percussion

Silent deals cut, no room for discussion



[Chorus]

Racing alleys, the city's veins

Heartbeat drum through the windowpanes

No map, no path, just the grind in my brain

Alley dash, only ghosts remain



[Verse 2]

Cracked pavement, snake skins shed and rot

Dreams traded in for a lottery shot

Neon veins pulse, veins of the beast

Hunger pang orchestra, late-night feast



Sirens croon like banshees on the prowl

Echoes of the block, every whisper a growl

Rats scatter, they know when to hide

I’m a ghost in this maze, with the night as my guide



[Bridge]

Streetlights flicker Morse code tales

Broken bottles sing hymns of betrayal

Echoes in the alley, a choir of scars

City’s the stage, I’m the broken guitar

Alley Dash

fairy fountain o clock

mf zeph:

ive fallen in love with a fairy!
its apparent she dont really care for me
305 ride or die
konata by my side
but she dont wanna slide
on a heart so wide
so im just sitting and questioning
beckoning
got the millennium key
baby wont you just let me in
we keep fucking
i know you is stressed again

cortez: 

i’ve fallen in love with a fairy
more like a demon
the way she keep eating my soul
only 16 but you make me feel so old
sakoku, always alone
nine inch nails stabbed in my dome
no friends to talk to
no home to walk to
i hate your voice 
i just wanna smash up my phone
i need you to leave me alone

mf zeph:

ive fallen in love yet again
i keep pursuing dreams even though
we'd be better as friends
this super mario sunshine is beautiful
joe it be viewtiful
cuticle shawty
the love an illusion
a simp irrefutable
rattle my chains, baby
fool on my tarot
reload and then smack with the ammo
pea shooter shawty come out from the bramble

cortez:

i’ve fallen again
i keep calling and calling
i get left on read
i’m not a friend
i’m not a trend
i’m not an iron lung or the bends
feel like sirenhead
scream at the void
can’t get out of bed
unless i’m making some noise
i got no choice
cut this bitch off
shinya banba
cut that bitch off
bumping mantra

mf zeph:

big thick holo tips hit!
straight through the heart like a dragoon
ain't in a bad mood
i was just hotaro in the classroom
death card, chalice
she came to the function
malicious intent
light my fire
no need to get all your cards bent
might be heaven sent
ive seen hell twice
and its quite nice
kinda like your face in the moonlight

cortez:

my bitch michiko 
i’m feeling like hatchin
talking that shit
my bitch gets to popping 
feeling so pretty
but i’m walking with caution
weapons like death the kid
i got 2 options
just like scarface whip
i need my bitch topless
i pan you out the picture
with the cropping
just like yandhi
you wish you could drop me

mf zeph:

time stops, it's just the two of us
dj screw with us
but ion care bout who with us
doin shit behind the scenes
it's about the cream
butterflies whiz by, baby
as you set sail
leaving my mind
and i wake up in a cold sweat
i just wanna forget

farm in belgium feat. sor uh (produced by phansyphish/kunoui)

CORTEZ

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