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[Prod.ELE]
Mix & Master [ELE]
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@biv
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[ELE]
filthy motherfuckers wish me bad luck
let ur bitch suck for some bucks
Push that motherfuckers head on the floor
stab stab stab yeah give it to me i want more

Why i always knew that fucking whores
Time to kick some fucking doors
77 rob ur store bitch kiss the floor 
ur hoe slides in my dm´s i ignore
What u looking at no i dont want a chat

i dont care what you said
i dont care what you hate
time to end the birthrate
so i can feel finally great
gonna change the fate

say some, say some
who you wanna test
say some, say some
be my fucking guest
say some, say some
i know we all
wanna be the best
no time to feel depressed

[Biv]
Fuck sake,
Talk big taste,
Bitches been the main plate,
Demons run the cold case,
Fuckas never show weight,
Passin on the piss take,
Fuckas outta place,
Put a name to the face,
Like it finna make them change,

She said she love when I put her in place,
She ain't goin love me for more than a day,

I gotta pay for the fam,
Put the money in the hand,
And it's A ok, I'm a moufuckin mess,
Or maybe I'm better than best,
Gettin stuck in the head,
While my bitch give me neck,
I don't count on my checks,
I just get what I want,
And the life I expect,
Throw man a bone,
Now they lookin to fetch,
Can't catch a break,
But I'll put it to rest,

My bitch bad as can be,
Nobody matter to me,
All of them fee,
All of them feign,
Act like they free,
But they chained by they teeth,
You got diamonds with the green,
But you owe it right back,
While my profit never sleep,
Check on yourself,
Before you check up on me,
I don't sell out the team
Bitch I Don't see the need,
I don't sell out the team
Bitch I Don't see the need,

[ELE]
say some, say some
who you wanna test
say some, say some
be my fucking guest
say some, say some
i know we all
wanna be the best
no time to feel depressed

Say Some (ft.Biv)

ROTTEN [ prod. muppy ]

It is.

Whip done, park it up 
Wood rolled, spark it up
They been outchea tweaking talking Huffing on the Martian dust
Treat it like a colosseum feeling like I'm Spartacus
Lay em down like roaches on the floor so come and pick em up

Short sight, future looking bleaker than a urine test
Hit the deck, really gon get em hanging by the fucking neck
Why I seen em idolizing bullshit Ion understand
There ain't nothing safe no more its all been tampered by they hands

Want revenge, invisible man
I lost my sense of feeling again
It's been too much that's happened I don't think that we gon make amends
Living In your bubble, dumb little bitch jus go & play pretend
It's war inside and out the core and I don't Think it's finna end

Pave a way I'm making means but we gon stay as enemies
And I don't really give a fuck ain't listen what they telling me
I'm rolling my windows slowly gloves & mask I'm treading in carefully
It Takes a lot of nerve you make your way up to this pedigree

Ima tell em bye bye,
Ima let em buy time
Nothing of the essence so I'm getting what is mine, fine
pins & needles stepping big, I think I'll leave em fried why
All these muthafuckas get to lying in my eyesight

the capping big i seen em do it over over on repeat
Begging begging begging way I seen em getting on the knees
Paranoid so bad gotta keep an armory
Like a speeding bullet I been picking up velocity

Hit em like a speed bag how they coming at a fast pace
Gain a bit of motion ima swerve em into last place
Homie a Sacrificial lamb I put em onto God's plate
Bro ain't got a harness or a net now he is not safe

Not safe, I Just wanna watch these pussies rot mane
keep it in they mouth I gotta wonder how my cock taste
Huff his pack its got me higher than some octane
When I see em suffering it's sweeter than a parfait

NOT SAFE

[Prod.ELE]
Mix & Master [ELE]
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(BR4CKET)
@br4cket
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Dawn (Ft BR4CKET)

NIGHT STALKER (PROD. KARV)

Prod: https://soundcloud.com/takizava

LYRICS:
You are the rot
I’m chugging globulin
You are the rot
I’m chugging globulin

Kindness is a luxury owned by the spoiled with no misery
Fuck

I’m chugging globulin
I’m going septicemic
I’m the plasmodium
No more acetylsalicylic
Invading erythrocytes
I’m a fucking goblin merozoite 
I’m a fucking HemoGoblin


I will be a problem they’re hunting me down
I’ll let them believe that come and they’re done
They think I’m the poison but they are the scum
How low can you sink without knowing you’ll drown
This world is a circus and you are the clown
You laugh with the people that paint on your smile
You’re waving your tail but your life is a lie
I see the tears that you hide in your eyes
Show me your backbone let’s give them a fight
Show them the blood sweat and tears as they die
Don’t fuck with the people that keep you alive
I don’t care where you stand in my way you subside
If I am the poison how am I alive
You are the dead ones you’re rotten inside

Germ theory bitch ass

You are the rot
I’m chugging globulin 
You’re just another casualty

Never enough for the masses I drain
I am the cause and the presence of pain
Gobble you up got your blood in my veins 
Myoglobin 
even the rotten will notice destain 
I am not evil I’m cursed with a brain
Feeding my thoughts while your stuck in a haze
Life is a path but you make it a maze

HEMOGOBLIN



[Prod.ELE]
Mix & Master [ELE]
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(BR4CKET)
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HOOD UP (ft.BR4CKET)

Produced kill ebola
Mixed mastered kill ebola + kamaara 
Cover art theo

Fell asleep to the play (took a snooze)
Through chameleon shades (took a look)
Of that broken down place (shot the crook)
Cus the thief took its space (got the loot)
It Stood guarded the gate 
Moon in heart what it gave 
I cant hide from its gaze 
As my time dissipates (lost the view)
World in rearview 
Nothing left here too
Pain i Imagined 
Needed to near you 
Losing my senses Its all making sense 
Unlimited questions Together we bend 
And It moves and it spouts in Within and without 
Theres no I here to shout or no why then or how 
Echoes fire, phantom eyes!
Mirrors mouths, open wide! 
Hallways bright, angled lights!
Split mind, gone along with life! 

sacrificing suffering 
How much no advice your kite is buffering 
In that storm enticed by all the cutlery
For spreading wings till out use and other things
Stuck in style judged obey consume and blame the other you
In a lower level metal fake to gain another scoop 
Skate a loop you animal 
The grass is always green and hate the other room
So I say again 
choose your suffering and sacrifice 
A blink in infinite could feel like bike that never riding right
Into aftermath of match on broken pipe
They pushing meds and trynna get my magic blind 
Oh you feeling good with infinite inside a little box
Whole life in an office buy your place amongst a little rock
Peel and feel like middle sock 
When all is said and riddles gone
Missile locked on sizzled pawns 
Feel another drizzled prawn 
Crawling up my spine slither lines
High prized flashlight dusty time 
Red fuzz hear the cries what you type inside

Bliss

First collaboration between Istasha and me.

STREAM EVERYWHERE -> idm.fm/byracka

prod Istasha, Nimbustwokay, Lord Gasp
Mix master by Lord Gasp
Artwork by Istasha, Buvard, Lord Gasp

LYRICS 

Lord gasp intro:

Self starvation
Alleviate my pain
Im roller coasting
Kiss death with my two eyes closed
A bad bitch with a lethal dose
cradled by jaw clenching
Carefully salting the wounds
now does it sound drastic
Preferring me over you
Can’t be surprised its crashing
there was more signs in the sky pointing out 
than there’ll ever be bird wings

Istasha verse  :

Cyclic
Mind splat when the vice hits 
Intact thought sat where the sky sit
Cyclic, cut, scythe click
Let the metal hit  the grass 
And Despite this 
What i want 
What I’m on
Reap, eat, die 
Crescent get it done 
What I want 
What I’m on 
Two sides of a coin in a pond 
De sat; White clip
Fuckin with the Wiring 
Cut it, need a second of action don’t need a 
Sidekick 
Blackout, Sight dip 
Automate entirely 
A tired light, uncertain on principle 
Like twice slit 
What I want 
What I’m on 
Sow my feet down deep then I 
Can keep calm 
What I want 
What I’m on 
that purge my being on the spot type shit

Lord Gasp verse:
Sorry i fuck it up issa classic
Tired of soaking up in my acid
Calamity tightly sewn in my fabric
Burnt out , drape all these bridges in my toxic sludge
Depravity tearing away my sense of trust
I rotted my psyche away, turnt into curdled pus
i gut- gutted my heart out for you maggot sluts
leeches, boggus, sever the scum

Lord Gasp bridge :
Cradled by jaw clenching
Carefully salting the wounds
now does it sound drastic
Preferring me over you
Can’t be surprised its crashing
there was more signs in the sky pointing out than there’ll ever be bird wings

Lord Gasp outro :
Rip my limbs
And leave me split into segments 
So you can pick where my flesh sit
For y’all to feed off, you leeches 

Istasha outro:
Heavenly absorbed
And I swallow the last of the puddles
Sittin covered in a black interval 
Suddenly 
I’m up until planets fall out 
can they die 
Break the word

COLD

FUKK PREDVTXR

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