Lyrics:

What’s your opinion on the dire situation?
Ought to rip through the lid 
I need a line
*Citation*

All the rust build, Keep it like a red mark 
Sleeping through the skin 
I Wanna sell my soul thin 
No shark 

On the sill 
Scatter round 
Plant patters on me 
See the dead dogs barking up the redwood tree 

Never sow no doubts but they all catch seed 
On repeat sleep eat breathe seethe and retweet 

I took my shirt off in the yard 
The silent trees all saw my skin turn into dust 
Fly like seeds

Elefant

TWENTYTHREE - DEATH RITES (prod. @istasha)

LYRICS:

Rest where the hearse is, leave it in the walls
Sever this immersion, I aim until the fall 
Never stay above the surface, I’m searching for it all 
Follow me in to the dirt, I found a home around the halls 

Death rites, sign the line up in a haunted house
Dead right, tying ties and never let ‘em out 
Red sight, entire time, go ahead and walk ‘em down
Falling for nothing, a brighter light I never found 

Why they talk lies back, 
With a brand new face leave a hole right fast
I got ghosts in my head imma die line flat 
Stay away from the rest, never go like that, nah
Falling, severed in the sun 
Any second leave a message in a hollow to the lungs 
Ever tethered from above
Buried out with anybody, feel a sorrow loss of love

I see these death rites colours 
Living out of sight, new light, still suffer 
I see these death rites colours 
Living out of sight, new light, still suffer 

Death rites, sign the line up in a haunted house
Dead right, tying ties and never let ‘em out 
Red sight, entire time, go ahead and walk ‘em down
Falling for nothing, a brighter light I never found 
Death rites, sign the line up in a haunted house
Dead right, tying ties and never let ‘em out 
Red sight, entire time, go ahead and walk ‘em down
Falling for nothing, a brighter light I never found

DEATH RITES (PROD. ISTASHA)

Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/album/01DN693kP0Mod1YoTkF5oB?si=0zgcjsboS2-3uQdekYRDfQ&utm_source=copy-link

[ELE]
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|featuring|
@abortedaudio
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Prod & Cover:
www.instagram.com/prodakvri
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[Kill Ebola]
Sexy fucking dolls sucking on my balls
she will gnaw then i wont give call like its
better saul ill buy out the mall uzi money tall
never dont give fuck if ur appalled ill still be raw
pull up with the blow how high can we go
i dont know (2x)

[ELE]
one two one two
fucker what you gonna do
i know you listen to that shit
telling me the truth
hate me hate me
all eyes on me
but i cant see cant see
ELE im the key
going on top see no limits
never fucking stop
blackout blackout rob the fucking shop
its so crazy steal your lady
baby baby move that ass
50g alot of gas
lets see how long you last
in the city i am busy
feeling dizzy working swiftly
chick is pretty we are tipsy
time for whisky weed is stinky

[Kill Ebola]
Sexy fucking dolls sucking on my balls
she will gnaw then i wont give call like its
better saul ill buy out the mall uzi money tall
never dont give fuck if ur appalled ill still be raw
pull up with the blow how high can we go
i dont know (2x)


Doll ft. Kill Ebola (Prod.AKVRI)

Swallowing Centipedes

Istasha The Scrub - IBEX

Istasha The Scrub - In My Fountainhead Palace

prod. Tyler Creed

i feel this curse
run through my veins
its planned, rehearsed
my futures worse
and it’s got the day

seethe the skin
peel away
to show how you and i
could never be the same

reflective chrome
scar up the plains
my search for reason
and hopeful meaning
drips off a blade

her feelings masked
fuck, it suffocates
like endless drags
she flicks the ash
while i burn at the stake

i feel this curse
run through my veins
its planned, rehearsed
my futures worse
and it’s got the day

seethe the skin
peel away
to show how you and i
could never be the same

Never been the same since the day that came ended in the drain
Hurting walking lanes learning talk again all i earned is rain
Churning out the trained got her cure of pain purse of pure reframe
Lost and turn away cost a word away
never learned to stay
cause In a war im found
Not good when im home
I hear the shells and screams of hell it echoes

i feel this curse
run through my veins
its planned, rehearsed
my futures worse
and it’s got the day

seethe the skin
peel away
to show how you and i
could never be the same

Spotify

Tonal Dread

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BLACK MIRROR

"BLACK MIRROR" Night Lovell x Ramirez x Fast Trap Type Beat

Submersive

³³marrow:
@33marrow
@grim_salvo
@made-up-language

Cover Art: gloomrot.bc (instagram)
ENGINEERED/MIXED/MASTERED BY @33MARROW

You not my friend you not my boy you not my fuckin' brother
you only hit me up to talk about some fuckin' numbers
when I wasn't shit these bitches used to duck and run for cover
I still ain't shit but now I'm round a bunch of fake motherfuckers
ride around town with a blade strapped
HHM on the face mask
money move quick like a racetrack
got a blunt rolled imma face that
lil bitch
I gotta get it and I gotta dip
I got my murder essentials equipped
tell me I won't get away with this shit
but I stay on the run and I'm loving the risk
word around town you a punk and you bitchmade
smoke a blunt while I dig graves
when I come around better duck from the switchblade
bitch I'm insane
I don't care what a bitch say
I love the sight of you bleedin' ayy
run through the night with my demons ayy
I do this shit without reason ayy
killing you off it's a piece of cake
suck on my dick if you bitches wanna talk shit
come catch a fist in the motherfucking moshpit
please get the fuck out my face bitch you toxic
fuck what they say bitch I'm not one to gossip

S/0 WAFFLEPWN

Greatest Freak Out Ever (Prod. ³³marrow)

I hate myself, here you go

Lyrics:
Okay I 
Boast it ornamental 
Let it cover 
Cus I never set up

I need a severance 
Satan 
Cheat me 
Cus I’m fucking it up 

I need a 
I need a beer 
Ante up my throat 
In solvent 

I need a 
I need a gear 
And I run up out this sorrow

Miles in my back 
I got gross sense of distance 

An Eye resting on my gravel 
Retire as no medusa

I comply 
With a piss 
Drenched in payed sense of bliss 
Ammonia racks 
Attire of shit 
I’m out of discipline 

Lost thoughts 
Hind sight 
Are my eyes in the back now? 

Loss high 
Blind spot
Are my eyes in the back now?

I just need to focus 

Take a second 
Run like cockroaches 
I’m lost in a game 

Display is tearing 
Neat 
No powder 
Out of flour 
Cocaine 

Replace the power 
I’m out 
Running bitch 
Just not in my doubts 
Wish I could see my legs
I’m locked inside a Treadmill

Caught in my bed still 
Thoughts in my head spill 
Wandering service 
I’d rather stay and take the blue pill
Cucked In the closet 
Rust stuck to my bars 
What
Lost and forgotten 
I master problems
Like honest to god

Happy Cyborg

Nimdok

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Istasha The Scrub - IBEX

GioniRang

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