i see you still dropping bangers bro 🤘

Yeeted my nan down the stairs, fire as always

1 2 3 4 bangin on my door
I fuckin hate this shi again
Same day at 10:04
Fuckin neighbors 
Better hide the corpse
I'm droppin off the percs
Now they layin in the floor 
No one sees me
Hittin in my core
Realise I gotta pop 
I gotta pop some more 
I can't take it
Can't take it anymore
I'm playin with this blade
Thas engraved in my soul

What a fucking game
What a fucking game yo
I'm playing witha flame
Playing witha flame yeah 

What a fucking shame
What a fucking shame yo
I better find the grave 
Better find the grave yeah

Lifestyle don't change
I just feel the pain
I feel it in my body saying what a fucking game

Stretched lane, overgained
I don't know your name
I got it

I got you in my set I think I'm falling at the scene
I swear it's all a game I needa cope and feel the need
You talk a lot of talk but hear me knock and it's complete
The worry in your eye is something we can just deplete
They wanna know my name I told u twice it's not a niche
I'll kill you in your room and shoot your partner in your sleep
Laying on the floor I feel it seething where's the peace?
Missing pieces in my mind oh hi it's nice to meet
I'll light it up if you would wanna fly away w me
I promise bby I got nothing I will always bleed
You wanna tell me how we'll do it lemme wait and see
It's up to you I swear to god there's never empathy

They wanna tell me what I should or shouldn't do at least
I won't have to deal w problems when I die and leave
And would you get it if I told you how i feel inside
Enough of talking baby I don't wanna think tonight

knock knock ft. backthen (prod. kubsy beats)

Artwork by @nasri.hi 
Secondary artwork by @aliciaskawakami 
Beat produced by @prod_trulife 
Vocals engineered by @tonejustdied & @mike_sativa

Lyrics: 

(Tone’s verse)

They said I was reject ,they said I was villain
I been waiting for these pussies to run up and come and get it

….

Ain’t fuckin’ wit none of y’all bitches, I hover above ‘em, just waiting to kill em
I fill ‘em with venom, a chemical killa, I’m rid of you bitches the moment I enter 

He said that he better he prolly just bitter, a beta that’s stuck in the meta
I’ll do this forever, the internet bitches ain’t nothing but petty offenders
I’m giving ‘em pressure, so impressive you could never measure

I hope you’re ready, I’m steady, fixing to step it up!
You fuck with my collective? You’re crashin’ into the nebula
We never been better, we been posted waiting to ready up
Bustin’ out the Chevy with deadly weapons on everyone!

(Michael Sativa’s Verse)

I looked to the left at the table of blades 
Thought about progress in the life that I made
And I looked to the left at the table of blades 
Thought about progress and the life that I made, aye!
No peace , fuck a disguised police car 
With the blacked out hubcaps 
Always ducking while I blow thrax 
I’m in New Hampshire 
Where’s there no tax , let your toe tap 
Now we’re jiving cold facts

I’m gaining too much momentum
I’m venting
I mentioned that I’m offensive 
To those that disagree with my tension 
I’ve heard of other dimensions
Beyond human comprehension 
I’m gaining too much momentum
I’m venting 
I mentioned that I’m offensive 

I’m about to faint from the fracture pain 
All my friends are gone and I can’t see straight 
I’d anticipate for a delving blade 
I don’t think I’ve ever been that afraid 

I’m about to faint from the fracture pain 
All my friends are gone and I can’t see straight 
I’d anticipate for a delving blade 
I don’t think I’ve ever been that afraid

The condescending input deserves equated output 
The condescending input deserves equated output 

That afraid-
I don’t think I’ve ever been that afraid 
Balenciaga Body Bag!
Balenciaga Body Bag!

BALENCIAGA BODY BAG [W/Tonejustdied] (Prod. TRULIFE) [Extended Ver.] [LYRICS IN DESCRIPTION]

Vocal engineering by Michael Sativa (@mike_sativa)

Music and beat produced by @sakurasavage182

Artwork by Eric Bishop (@itsbishoperic)

Lyrics/concepts written by Joshua Murphy (@drugsta) and Michael Sativa

LABYRINTH [W/Drugsta] (Prod. Sakurasavage182!)

Mister Nightmare

Swing My Mace

YOUR FABRIC IS BIOTIC 

Artwork assets provided by ( @melancholyauthentic )
( @deth.exe )

Beat/music produced by ( @sapphirekill )

Primary vocal engineering by Michael Sativa ( @mike_sativa )

Secondary vocal engineering by @tigvro

LYRICS:

I have been full of resentment 
I will see the when I am present 
The last months were less than pleasant 
Do you believe in forever? 
Zephyr’s blowing by 
I can take a shot 
But I always miss for several reasons 
God, my temperament has 5 seasons 
My temperament has 5 seasons 
Alter consciousness, my brain is a disc 
Make myself dehisce 
Bet I’m ludicrous
Boy, you guessed
Hornets make a nest, prolifically depressed
No bling on my wrist, stare at the abyss 

And my thoughts always race
Like they wanna fucking win 
Notice cracks on my face 
They’re apparent when I grin 
You avoid, I embrace 
Now alone, let me spin 
When I’m chuffing off an 8th 
Phlegm is coming down my chin 

Manipulation’s just one of my specialties
(Yuh)
I’ll infect the masses, no lethality
(Yuh)
Once I swarm the platform with nearing colleagues
(Yuh)
You will know my name
And will pray for deletion 
Failing for completion 
(I denounce your legion) 

I want to be a polyglot and serve all the regions

“I am 100% not sorry”

And my thoughts always race
Like they wanna fucking win 
Notice cracks on my face 
They’re apparent when I grin 
You avoid, I embrace 
Now alone, let me spin 
When I’m chuffing off an 8th 
Phlegm is coming down my chin 
LORD
And my thoughts always race
Like they wanna fucking win 
Notice cracks on my face 
They’re apparent when I grin 
You avoid, I embrace 
Now alone, let me spin 
When I’m chuffing off an 8th 
Phlegm is coming down my chin 
LORD

PHLEGM IS COMING DOWN MY CHIN 
(ERGH)
PHLEGM IS COMING DOWN MY CHIN
(ERGH
PHLEGM IS COMING DOWN MY CHIN 
(ERGH)
Your fabric is biotic!

The results of your choices 
Are met with disappointment 
Rejection coincides 
With the urge to be voided 
The results of your choices 
Are met with disappointment 
Rejection coincides 
With the urge to be voided 

And my thoughts always race
Like they wanna fucking win 
Notice cracks on my face 
They’re apparent when I grin 
You avoid, I embrace 
Now alone, let me spin 
When I’m chuffing off an 8th 
Phlegm is coming down my chin 
(LORD)

M-I-K-E-S-A-T-I-V-A
Bandages stick to my flesh
Like a horrorfest
So I confess
I'm falling short
When I tried my best
So don't act pressed
I'll never rest
Give me a test, FUCK

My temperament has 5 seasons 
Alter consciousness, my brain is a disc 
Make myself dehisce 
Bet I’m ludicrous
Boy, you guessed
Hornets make a nest, prolifically depressed
No bling on my wrist, stare at the abyss

Your Fabric Is Biotic (Prod. Sapphirekill) [Lyrics in Description]

REJECTEDREYNA X BLACKW3B CULT INTERNET SHIT COLLAB!

WORSHIP YOURSELF.

REYNA LINKS:
INSTAGRAM: https://www.instagram.com/rejectedreyna/
SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/rejectedreyna
SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/artist/17QiD3EfxbtYdLIyMziuXw?si=j82TsL92SA2t9tni5dk6cQ

LYRICS:

BLACKW3B

Fucking your god I'm the anti christ in this bitch
Sold my soul all my kin will be in a ditch
Feeling like belphegor never worship the whore 
Now I've sworn my goals will be out the door 
Never witness 
All you bitches are just dividends 
Divine prophet never cared about you living
Just put a $20 in a bowl keep a pedophile got me livid 
Praise and witness my debut to descendation 
Worship thy self never prey upon the undertaker 
Take a part my form and then I'll be fuckin appreciated
Satan is my calling now I'll be reading the scriptures of my Lord, the goddamned savior 
No prayers, for you tonight, for you will have you body ready for a ancient rite 
I ain't talking Satan I'm saying chained up with leather in a basement 
Make you my slave and worship my abyss 
This ain't a fantasy this is your existence you worthless bishop 
Make a wish like you disabled 
You feel unabled perplexed by my intrusive imagination 
Cutting your flesh for me is the equivalent of mastrubation
Pray for Satan for your life, i don't believe but just the stalker of the night

REJECTEDREYNA 

Witness beauty while you witness power
Skin, flesh, bones, can't care what I devour
Cracked your cranium now my body towers
First thing you did wrong was stay after hours

After hours, you will weep when my teeth hit
I don't fuck with no faggots, I don't fuck with no demons
Check your back porch yeah I always be creeping
Tie up your body get thrown off the deep end

After, hours, after hours
After, hours, after hours
After, hours, after hours
After, hours, after hours

AFTER HOURS (ft. RejectedReyna)

Got the tec and chrome, home invasions all alone 

busting thru yo fuckin door, yk I show no remorse 

Im dumping bodies in the lake, we step up like 

fuckin apes, you faggots don’t even wanna 

fade, I got that I got chrome I got that blade,

Busting through yo fuckin home, hitting licks while yo bitch getting nasty wit her lips 

I grip my tec 

She grips my dick 

You make no sense so watch and learn 

I break yo clique 

I fuck yo bitch,

rabbits corpse up in that ditch 

Im setting flames to yo whole clique 

U can’t stop you’s a bitch

CHROME HEARTS (Prod.Silent)

you already know
bitch i’ll take your soul
when you listen to this track 
you’ll feel the terror grow
ion fuck wi all this shit that you be hoppin on
keep a blicky on my hip incase shit poppin off (x2)

i pull up, you know i terrorise wherever i be
keep on talking pussy boy
soon you’ll be smothered in bleach 
murderous vampire that’s who i be
sippin on blood and lean
temperature rising
now that you’re dying
i’ll bury you in the beach

killing myself when i run out of hope
yee yee yee 
idio buried deep down in a moat
yee yee yee
i never thought that i could be that low
yee yee yee
but i nearly died that did not stop me 
nah when i overdosed 

you already know
bitch i’ll take your soul
when you listen to this track 
you’ll feel the terror grow
ion fuck wi all this shit that you be hoppin on
keep a blicky on my hip incase shit poppin off (x3)

DELIRIUM

DELIRIUM [PROD. XHAJI]

KA$KET- Judgement day   {prod. lui}

come here

IDIO is an alternative solo artist from East Yorkshire, UK. Predominantly creating Dark Trap music, he doesn’t hesitate to dabble in other genres and sub-genres such as Alternative Rock, Metalcore, and many other out of the ordinary sounds. Being situated in multiple cities from the age of 18, IDIO has quite the experience of the UK underground music scene. Playing shows all over the country throughout all of 2023 and getting new listeners hooked on his ‘idiosyncratic’ discography.

Keep up with IDIO on Instagram: @gothidio

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