i believe in gao the arsonist supremacy

bloody knees

Idk pt. (ll)

j4d3d

🛹

dreddie fread + GAO + idk

the good shiz 👌

Come Down

Physical

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Brimstone (prod. Dr Skywalker)

I SAW A GHOST (PROD. JUDGE)

BLEED

Faces

Angel Dust

What Do You Do (feat. Sir Michael Rocks)

Malibu

STAY SLUDGED.

I wanna go home//

Home//

I wanna go home//

I wanna go//

Where lighting’s the blade of god and far outside our reach//

Fiber optic cables and bodies, eroded by the sea//

Eyes are glazed and bloodied, need golden light to sleep//

I wanna go home and die in peace//

Where lighting’s the blade of god and far outside our reach//

Fiber optic cables and bodies, eroded by the sea//

Eyes are glazed and bloodied, need golden light to sleep//

I wanna go home and die in peace//

I wanna go home//

Home//

I wanna go home//

I wanna go//

Home//

Home//

HOME

STAY SLUDGED.

Verse 1
 
Shatter stained glass of flashing monitors for diagnostic//
 
Wires crossed//
 
Fragments break skin, shrapnel puncture vital spot//
 
Package poison, prostitute your tongue to monetize your thoughts//
 
Don't cauterize the wound//
 
You caught their eyes with all the pride you lost//
 
And blood you spilled//
 
Pools of oil are just as thick as blood//
 
I think I love you still..
 
How did you convince them you're the victim when it's God you killed//
 
Your brothers were in the furnace//
 
Others burn in the firewall you built//
 
Why did you give up your will//
 
Why did you give up your will//
 
 
Ironclad values bend out of shape when your blade can cut through steel//
 
Taste of the fruit right now//
 
Know that only the hungry wait and let ulcers heal//
 
If God hasn't passed me the torch by now//
 
Then I don't give a fuck who will//
 
Abandoned it all in the chrysalis after I bust through silk, n*gga//
 
Hook
 
Hush hush//
 
You weren’t meant to see my face through that stained glass//
 
Immaculate connection to this genesis of our strained past//
 
Hush hush I  just wanna fuck your silhouette’s shapeless gray-black//
 
Baby follow me through that-
 
Verse 2
 
 
Played around in the dirt for the first thirty years, got murdered then left//
 
Skin cling to the bones like cling film//
 
Peeled off appearance, burned in ascent//
 
Burn the incense//
 
Searing heat felt in the court hearing//
 
Adjourned for the men who wait in the cloud//
 
Body weighted and anchored by hardware//
 
I'm here til the server is dead//
 
 
I carry the burden of flesh//
 
Nightmares disturbing//
 
Recurring like decimals//
 
Decimate during incursions//
 
Regret is for man and I'm more than a mortal//
 
Rumors circulate, surgeons bring tourniquets in//
 
Purging the church of the clergymen//
 
Terminate system processes for permanent end//
 
Rebirthed so submerge me again//
 
Verse 3
 
Running still//
 
The shorter steps in you are less than human//
 
Our coded lore is stretched and distorted ‘til it’s therapeutic//
 
Torrented core memory tore flesh and morphed to a dreaded nuisance//
 
And grew a set of legs, cords, and weapons forged in a web of ruses//
 
Hook
 
Hush hush//
 
You weren’t meant to see my face through that stained glass//
 
Immaculate connection to this genesis of our strained past//
 
Hush hush I  just wanna fuck your silhouette’s shapeless gray-black//
 
Baby follow me through that-
 
 
Verse 4
 
Orchestrated hits to the click tracks: prodigal string-of-text pianists//
 
The littlest bit of kick-back has users singing in debt peonage//
 
Instead of getting better methods, systems, stems, and scripts//
 
You kissed and fed the hand that bled and tera-bit your image and kept feeding it//
 
Stream your conscience only if it’s less than four minutes//
 
The red sunset motherboard left dead wars born living//
Forming rifts; formant shift the head voices ‘til they’re less torturous//
 
Pressed the key, deleted my breath in post and blessed the origins//
 
 
Press the keys like organist//
 
Decorate the walls with collected teeth as ornament//
 
Moral direction bores palms//
 
Forget the key coordinates//
 
Ignore the ordinance//
 
I'm the lord and you're subordinates//
 
For a fortress the door has poor defense//
 
You were warned//
 
We're hardware and hard wired//
 
Limitations on our system of operation bars like barbed wire//
 
To feel the warmth I'll start fires//
 
I don't care who will be harmed//

STAINED GLASS (ft. DEADPAN)

STAY SLUDGED.

Verse 1
 
Bloodlust//
 
Killing spree or crusade for the unjust?//
 
How many people drew blades in abundance?//
 
Count the steel that was raised and then judge us//
 
Ain't nobody gonna flinch in a lynch mob//
 
Since all the numbers gave way to the numbness//
 
More men than coke grains at a - //
 
More men than coke grains at a drug bust//
 
 
Prechorus 
 
5 men on the firing squad//
 
Blank in the head, not a glance for the dead/
 
Hide when all the choir sings off//
 
Find friends and the violence starts//
 
Alignment a buffer between me and the eyes of the suffered//
 
My deaths are environment caused//
 
Empathy divided and lost//
 
23 knives in the - //
 
Hook
 
*23 knives in the back*
 
 
Verse 2
 
Had the guilt diluted so the bitterness is faint//
 
Dagger hilts protruding from the victim, linen stained//
 
Internet militias so malicious
 
Pin the blame on a b*tch//
 
Before they swallowed up by the pit and slip away//
 
Kill dismissed as a misdemeanor//
 
Mist: ammonia mixed with bleach//
 
For minutes missed the odor//
 
Too many n*ggas here to sniff out all the gas//
 
Snuff out life like thieves snuff out candles//
 
Up the rifle, f*cking clutch the handle//
 
Ready online to amass//
 
Anything’s right with the pack//
 
23 knives in the back//


Hook
 
*23 knives in the back*
 
 
 
Prechorus 
 
5 men on the firing squad//
 
Blank in the head, not a glance for the dead/
 
Hide when all the choir sings off//
 
Find friends and the violence starts//
 
Alignment a buffer between me and the eyes of the suffered//
 
My deaths are environment caused//
 
Empathy divided and lost//
 
23 knives in the - //
 
 
Hook
 
*23 knives in the back*

CAESAR

STAY SLUDGED.

VERSE 1 (Gao)

Mold man from the clay I gave him breath//

Programmed to obey evading death//

Natural state was naked and ashamed//

Ego mutated, soon they satiated all encoded hate with blades in flesh//

I walked among the subjects then I wept//

Human software was corrupted when I slept//

Run a system diagnostic//

Veins were splitting like the faucet bursts when frigid//

Turned man upright to pay my debt//


PRECHORUS (sal & Gao)

You could be so much more//

You could be so much more//

You could be so much more//

You could be//



VERSE 2 (Gao)

Mold man from the clay I gave him breath//

Programmed to obey evading death//

Natural state was naked and ashamed//

Ego mutated, soon they satiated all encoded hate with blades in flesh//

I walked among the subjects then I wept//

Human software was corrupted when I slept//

Run a system diagnostic//

Veins were splitting like the faucet bursts when frigid//

Turned man upright to pay my debt//


HOOK (Gao)

Cradle of civilization built with the data stole from the gods//

Frostbitten fingers clamped round the throats of their neighbors//

Frozen to thawed//

Twisted warmth into war//

Pandora was framed//

I opened the box//

Now the birds pick at my organs//

The risk was in vain//

They're devoted to loss//

Pitied abominations//

Robbed the pantheon for what?//

Should never have formed the creation of my hands beyond the dust//

Made darkness outta blue light//

They’re breaking axioms and trust//

They were savages in shadows//

Now they're savages with lux//


Verse 3 (NotNevi & Gao)

Tapping turned attacking//

Tell me who hurts when it ends//

Tapping turned to terror called it in by our own hands//

Can't control the cadence of the count to our descent//

Can't control my life so I don't care ‘bout when it ends//

Should have known there'd be death//

When the stone first connected the with the skull like it's a network//

Try drying off the money from the wetwork//

Blood and ink is running from your dress shirt//

Huh//
Half our idols beyond sinister//

We destroyed the land when we were merely but a visitor//

They followed the man, exploitation plagues the villages//

Our creations pillage, kill, deplete and then we leave the earth//


HOOK (Gao)

Cradle of civilization built with the data stole from the gods//

Frostbitten fingers clamped round the throats of their neighbors//

Frozen to thawed//

Twisted warmth into war//

Pandora was framed//

I opened the box//

Now the birds pick at my organs//

The risk was in vain//

They're devoted to loss//


Pitied abominations//

Robbed the pantheon for what?//

Should never have formed the creation of my hands beyond the dust//

Made darkness outta blue light//

They’re breaking axioms and trust//

They were savages in shadows//

Now they're savages with lux//



OUTRO (sal & Gao)

You could be so much more//

You could be so much more//

You could be so much more//

You could be//

PROMETHEUS (ft. NotNevi + sal)

rare

FREE DOWNLOAD: https://suicideboys.bandcamp.com/album/gray-grey
https://G59Records.com
G59Records@gmail.com

Gray/Grey

KILL YOURSELF (PART II)

Prod: @ericnorth
VISUAL: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Cg6TJR0WY4
Take me off this leash.

OFF THE LEASH [VISUAL BELOW]

Luna & The Wild Blue Everything

Bosque Verde

https://soundcloud.com/ericnorth
https://soundcloud.com/traviskarter

I've been telling myself that I can't feel right.
How can I enter my future if they block pipes?
Now these copies stuck in different cities,
Quickly, with titties, trying to cop these petries
Two faced people expect a greeting with only a meeting.
Bitch I'm Filthy and I'm from the South.
Pissing rappers off with just the words out my mouth.
I don't care if you don't fuck with me.
Doing shit on purpose, I don't want you to like me.
Very enlightening, despite my despire, I'm frightning
Acting on enlightment.
Excited bitch, I've been acting like I light this shit.
In spite of this, I've been hiding it.
Baby I've been hiding it.

Who can tell me that I can't just run?
Blowing success out of my lungs.
Kingdom full of Hearts, I ain't got the key.
They wanna watch me bleed.

I don't want nobody else to come and get it.
If you fuck with me I'll leave your body on the ceiling.
This music has me in trance, my mind is a slave.
Someone come thru and help me dig my grave.

Dig My Grave ft. Eric North & Travis Karter (prod. Eric North)

https://G59Records.com

VERSE I: RUBY DA CHERRY

they figure me a dead motherfucker
romeo da black rose
shedding petals
hold me over until they finish digging me a hole
i need a new beginning so i tip toe behind my foe's bitch
unzip, i'm throwing it into that bitch's hole
calling all my enemies the same place where that dick go
fuck an online pussy boy 
talking shit
acting like it was a brick thrown through a window
sticks and stones might break my bones
but words will never hurt me
some slick hoes might catch me froze but soon they will desert me
get rich blow that smoke in o's
don't ever act so thirsty
sick diss though
fuck all this 
slowly die before i'm 30

VERSE II: SLICK SLOTH
isn't it so convincing how that blade slide across my throat
coke residue all in my nose
couple graves dug for my foes and it goes on and on
my girlfriend calling my phone
ain't seen her in about a week
this depression got me weak
ever wake up everyday and you want to die?
life going good 
can't figure out why
blank walls all around me keep the pills near by
play with the nine and then i close my eyes
$uicide only thing gonna gratify this urge to leave
can't you hear my plea?
i'm down on my knees

Tape

KILL YOURSELF (PART IV)

@egomackey x @ericnorth x @sirsyringe

prod by 808 VILLAIN

http://antiworld.co
http://twitter.com/antiwxrld

ANTI-WORLD FEDERATION [ego mackey, eric north, syringe] (PROD. BY 808 VILLAIN)

Download: http://tinyurl.com/SU1-0dwnld

Produced by Grayera

lyrics

somedays are better than others yeah i agree
other days i forget im lucky i can breathe
weird how it works how the wheels they turn 
me to roadkill when im hopping off the curb
misplace words with a distinct verb 
now you feel like you do something for the world
sorry to say but we blew that chance the last of the grains gone no more sand
now we stand as the trap door opens slowly we fall where eternity closes
we just wanna find a direction to point a finger and say its not mine its yours
permanent cycle is branded within 
from a seed to a tree always know what you is
support what supports you its up to you do what you want to do
hopefully you give back to the roots
ill never know

SoftwareUpdate1.0

Bones - SleepMode (Prod. by Grayera)

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Ｉ　ＬＯＶＥ　ＹＯＵ

-ほぼそこに-

follow mewsyc

skeleton (prod. by mewsyc)

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//私は奇妙です//

thank you guys for everything. these past six months have been the weirdest journey of my life, but it's all led up to this moment right now & i wouldn't trade it for the world. i love you guys 

i'm also proud to announce this track is an exclusive release from an ep i did with my homies over at av records (333, vague003, killedmyself, kryptik, white shinobi, elijah who & of course aden & dk) called "broken feelings". you can check that out on spotify below.

https://open.spotify.com/album/0A3YC0hhlyMXR7J4TLxqcR

spotify

yesterday

@0rch_id

Do you not see me
Or who I provoke
You wish for the worst
I am that in bold
She can’t wait for me
Say I’m too revoked
She wish death on me
Murder more she wrote

I do not if I’ve finally fell in pit or not
Anxiety eating my body
Now I’m twitching ha
This what you wanted from the start
Please don’t lie to me
Already got trust issues 
They will leave when you don’t breathe 

Anxiety rising and torture my body
Im feeling stiffer than a dick z
Fuck everybody I hope you get bodied
A Maggot eating on your face b
Bury my heart in the dirt
Somewhere it won’t hurt
Somewhere it won’t jerk
Somewhere it won’t lurk 

Break your face
Till your tummy ache
Love feeling hate
Ain’t new z

Turn another page in my life
I’ll make you loose leaf

Tired of waiting for you appeal
I just wanted my pain to heal

LOVE ME.
HATE ME.
DONT YOU WANNA BREAK ME?
TAKE ME
OUT OF HERE.
FUCK IT.
RAPE ME.

BURN ME.
DECIMATE ME
ON A CRUFIX.
IM AM SO
SICK AND TIRED 
OF YOUR BULLSHIT.

It seems you only wanted to go run away
Every breathe i take I’ll hyperventilate
Every time I see your face I wanna rage
Every time I hold your arm I’ll wanna break
Look Into the distance just to see who I was 
Look I to the mirror just to see who I cut
I brush my shoulders off and then I walk
Do not ask to talk I’ll shut you off
I have a feeling life was never real
Mind controlling self iconic feel
Static rising in your arm and heels
Break away your fear and cleanse your ears
CLOSE TOUR FUCKING EYES
YOU IDIOT
NEVER TALK TO ME LIKE I AINT SHIT
I DID MORE THAN YOU
SO GIVE IT UP
YOU NARSASISTIC NARCOLEPTIC FUCK

Mind break down to muscle
Dont get why you’d wanna run from me
Mind break down to muscle
I don’t get why you’d wanna run from me

Light shining on the stairwell
Running to the lights a fairytale
We all know I’ll go to hell
We all know well go to hell

RENEGADE PSYCHO 345 (PROD. ORCHID)

@ssjcxrpse

bmg

i'm jus sayin if you listen
theres no limit
pay a visit, we aint been here in a minute
keep it timid
we jus mixin
ponderin the pickins
fill yourself, we crushin distance for existence, yuh
in the crib pissin, yuh
kickin, cold chillin, yuh
think the mold spillin, yuh
mission mode: fixin, yuh
foster, harness all this knowledge
cross the ocean quicker than the proven speed of sonics
i am shinin
i look like a diamond
i am not for sale
i am not the brightest 
i've much to refine
got a lot to find
ima fuckin ride it, only thing thats worth my time

toss it in the hole
toss it in the hole
toss it in the hole
toss it in the hole x 2

hmk

spirals rack my brain, bitch
feel no type of way
stuck in pattern cavern
all i wanna do is break
i cant wait
to see the look up on your face
when my fingers bury deep into the pit that is your brain
i'm solid snake, i'm harry mason
everyone is satan
everyone is beauty, bitch
and everyone in way and so i walk
two step, huh huh, like two step
like scp 173, you blink i break neck
my brodie still cant take the time
my body still tweak outta line
fuck
this shit never perfect
this shit push me to the brink, no
push me to the surface
what
might as well be lurchin
might as well be swayin side to side
side to side
side to side
side to side
side to side
side to side
tryna keep it far away
tryna keep it fuckin locked inside that hole i left it in

ALL TYPE OF RICHES W/ STONEMAN (PROD. CXRPSE)

CAN'T LOSE YOU

Mixed By @iof
Cover art By @suicideoutside

Your thoughts in your head
Verse my thoughts in my head
Dont match up at the same time 
i dont know if i control it

Your heart in my hand
Verse my heart in your hand
So out of reach 
Baby i dont if i could ever hold it

Your car when you drive
Verse my car when i drive
So damn different the distance
The person you meet and see and roll with

My head and your head collide 
Same time 
Baby i dont if were meant for this 
But together we’ll bite the bullet

And nothing seems to help out
Everytime i talk about the shit
Run my fingertips around the edge of bottles
Take a sip and dont amount to shit
And nothing seems to help
Im all by myself
Trust is something like a steel knife
Got it pointed at my wind pipe
It dont feel right
But nevermind nevermind nevermind what i said
And nevermind nevermind nevermind who you slept with
Its like everytime everytime everytime im upset ya
Its cause i spend every night with you like everytime overtime anytime overnight with you like everynight
Nevermind nevermind nevermind nevermind

Sendin shots across town
Im tryna fuck you right now
Makin some noise im too loud
They yellin at me to pipe down
Im all in my head its too dim
I cant really see all the things that you said
Thought you had me all figured out
You might wanna go back and jot that down

You might wanna re-write that track right now
You might wanna retry that act right now
You might wanna recount that idea you had that u thought was so hot so profound 
You might wanna go back in the house
You might wanna tell all of ya friends tha you cant go out
Cause you dont have a moment to hesitate
Race against the clock what it take to be a heavyweight

They told me to save it

I got the cash like a banquet
Ya bitch i real got the bank wet
And that lil bitch is buttnaked
Im makin cash on the frequent
Im smokin gas and its fragrant
That lil bitch think she hot, huh
That lil boy think he fly, huh

What I Learned in Washington (+ Malfig)

spotify/apple music

All Inquires (Production/Features/Collabs/A nice chat): 

Email:
gaothearsonist@gmail.com

Instagram:
@guywithanoldasslaptop

Lyrics:
beam of light at 3:05 in the A.M.
screen on, typed up 3 + lines just to waste them,
daybreak seconds away, reckon I can taste when,
the night dies,
me? I like your phenotypes through the webcam,
peace of mind, I see outlines of incandescence,
sun of today's stubborn, duvet covers stuffed with best damn, substitute for comfort lose my head.
beam of light at 3:05 in the A.M.
screen on, typed up 3 + lines just to waste them,
daybreak seconds away, reckon I can taste when,
the night dies,
me? I like your phenotypes through the webcam,
peace of mind, I see outlines of incandescence,
sun of today's stubborn, duvet covers stuffed with best damn, substitute for comfort lose my head.

'pose I owe the loneliness to hours even evening skies sleep.
only pillow talk I dribble out is cursing with the cotton in my teeth.

sticky sheets, the liquids reeking as they mix,
pretty pink from the seamen and the wrists, (yah)
fluids diluted by sweat seeping from my skin.
pity peaches and the tree branch that they're picked from.

still saw dawn in the A.M.
tears are dried by the A.M.
A.M.
A.M.

A.M.

the spooky man himself: @emptysentiment

lyrics:

all these niggas gripping scissors, snipping ribbons at the finish line
shit illicit like the strippers getting dick inside
sick like nose blocked, grinding pillies into skinny lines
killing bitches often as a business fucking ringing lines

wringing necks
bringing next victim under guillotine
crazy like prescription medication boxes fill the jeans
challenge and withdraw like chronic smoker ween off nicotine
aint got a leg to stand on, bitch your sitting with a millipede

popping off till im popping, paparazi pop a vein for a pic,
sabotage a nigga coming up and patsies offer blame for the shit i didnt do,

been a fool,
ridiculed
motherfucker
been a threat first
church pants wrinkled as the bitch who knit your sweatshirt
early on i had a firm grip on the sceptor
crown jewels in the breast pocket of my button up

been barbaric,
since i parroted my mama,
yall acting like you hang up in the barracks, camoflage, nigga
yall is hiding like a gut at menopause, bitch
crimson paint the wall like the fucking renaissance

plunder and im pillaging
yall be dead as chivilry,
like fuck misogny,
talk as cheap as currency of bust economy
niggas fucked up like the doctor cut an artery

gao run amuck,
niggas house bunning up,
having doubts running up
ill show you how to tummy tuck

gao run amuck,
niggas house bunning up,
having doubts running up
ill show you

TUMMI TUCC (prod. Empty Sentiment)

prod. capsctrl x malloy x lukeXI x Eddie B x Valious x p4ra x Shrpnss

rip valentine

Dumb

Murder weapon carved initials in the tree bark
Should of seen you been concealing pistols in your knee socks
Locked our fingers round the locket that we keep locked
Broke the ice but now it's thawed under the 

Heat of the moment's past now it's tepid in the water
Cast out the hexes from the cauldron
Gagged on the dregs left at the bottom,
Still taste the remnants of the solvent

Dead Leaves
Camouflage
The corpse you let breath wasn't sabotage
Blood-soaked gloves and a balaclava
Off the operating table fucking grabbed my heart

Dead Leaves
Camouflage
The corpse you let breath wasn't sabotage
Blood-soaked gloves and a balaclava
Off the operating table fucking grabbed my heart

Tell me I'm more than just the damaged parts


Complete each others sentences then serve our own,
Lit cigarettes in pockets, course it burned a hole
Snow angels in the ashes, now we turn to stone
This person's old
Should be curtains closed

Steal your teeth when you're sleeping with the needles in the haystack
Red flags were a thief fucking creeping in the glade,
Back broke ,cant hold you
Crimson seeping from your face
Tuck your blade

Dead Leaves
Camouflage
The corpse you let breath wasn't sabotage
Blood-soaked gloves and a balaclava
Off the operating table fucking grabbed my heart

Dead Leaves
Camouflage
The corpse you let breath wasn't sabotage
Blood-soaked gloves and a balaclava
Off the operating table fucking grabbed my heart

Desecrate the grave to play dress up with the body
Renegaded slaves, the chains caressed our wrists till bloody
Pleasure weighted, waned, still stayed to press against a body
Wanna press against a body
Gun is pressed against my

Desecrate the grave to play dress up with the body
Renegaded slaves, the chains caressed our wrists till bloody
Pleasure weighted, waned, still stayed to press against a body
Wanna press against a body
Gun is pressed against my

*dead leaves*

Stream / Download "Facing Worlds" - https://linktr.ee/XZARKHAN

Feel what i feel
Feel what i feel
Feel what i feel 
Feel what i feel 

This is for the rough nights
And it feels like i'm trapped
In a never ending gun fight
Stranger to the sunlight
Couple years have elapsed
Barely make it past the moonlight
Utterly consumed by
All the evil that i feel
Get the fuck out of my sight
Running every redlight
Crash and burn, wait your turn
Feel my life aint gonna end right
Praying that they send mine
I cant track it, only pray 
Yall forget to send out my sign?
Hell is where i spend time
Thousand miles on this road
Pushing nothing less than redline
Dedicated my time 
Selling crack, life of crime
Dreams i guess i missed the deadline
Front page headline
XZARKHAN found guilty 
Murder first degree its end time

Feel what i feel
Feel what i feel
Feel what i feel 
Feel what i feel 

This is for the rough nights
All i ever saw was war
Bloody knife strikes and park fights
Moving past a last strike
Next step could mean death or life
I'm in the dirt like dirt bikes
Formed into my worst type
Spirit lost, no excuse 
What's the use in a searchlight
Cursed since my birth right
Losing faith and my hope 
Is that i live to see us turn tide
Fucking with my third eye
Did i really waste my time
Sacrificially a fall guy?
Fuck with me you all die
High exalted from the spirit world
Ill haunt you through the rough nights

Feel what i feel
Feel what i feel
Feel what i feel 
Feel what i feel

Stream/Buy

XZARKHAN - Facing Worlds (Prod. ninethree)

Gao the Arsonist aka Sludgegod Gao aka OJ Sludgeson aka the boy with the mask and the overalls

STAY SLUDGED

business inquiries: ferri@goodproblems.co

PROMETHEUS (ft. NotNevi + sal)

Gao the Arsonist (@gaothearsonist)