TRASH WEEKLY

whats the move?

[li.sten.to/occamsrazor]

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lyrics:
I been paid
You big lame 
I'm sensei 
With a switchblade 
I quickslash your ribcage
Twin blades, a dispatch on display
Insane? You exactamente 
Poles out 
I blow past your membrane 
When it go south, got more fire than Entei 
Headtap, get zipped 'fore you explain
Head back, put a bitch through the bedframe 

Man they really wanna be like me, I see
Never really been a hoe, I keep a piece 
If she blowin up my phone, auf wiedersehen
I should rly keep my phone on DND 

Fall back witcha tone, keep it decent
All black with the chrome on the pieces 
Punk band how we rock with the drums out
Gimme time, I’ll attack with a reason

All set, no waves on the boat
All net, I'm great with the pole
Black stripes when I mark my face 
All day I pray for the smoke 

Take aim, my metal lookin to send em up
A Great Dane, I'm levels above competitors 
Hop out with the stick, and I squeeze it
Pop out for the flicks, no cheesin

music vid

occam's razor (prod. slade kovacs)

STREAM HERE -> idm.fm/itcreeps

with @sectunit (Cardeaire Jack) 
prod. @nimbustwokay
mix by me

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LYRICS

Lord Gasp :
I feel my life’s been slowly taken away..

who up creepin in my basement lately
one eye open i’m a cyclope, baby
both hands grip tight locked on my sanity 
that sick thing that i carry starting to carry me

WHO UP creeping
like slime in the attic   
cyanide smile
lick his lips like wow
the eyes roll back
with a snow white glow
and god cant hear me thru this twenty buck door

My broken teeth
big hollow cheeks
black color forming pits under my eyes, it creeps

slow cadance
no calories, can’t balance me
bank teller the only one that comfort grief

shit bottled, bad rubber neck, keep poppin tears
i buckled up and ride the train, my brain is bleached
my wrinkles turn to jello, i rang out of reach
they come fuck with my shit when they ran out of meat

I feel my life’s been slowly taken away..

Sect unit :
I'm a broken muhfucka it’s been like that for a while 
ever have to wake up every day and force a fuckin smile 
i ain’t like these otha niggas bein emo, for a style
yall just wanna be cool, im paranoid with mental issues
like who you talkin to my personality is split too
either way i don’t wanna hear it so i just gotta dismiss you 
internal battles, i don’t know which part of me to commit to
hallucinations, who the fuck is callin my name
stayin sober cause i dont wanna, alter my brain
maybe im goin insane
maybe im not
but really who callin my name, like can you just stop
and all the creepy shit i see i might just paint a picture 
i used to drown myself in liquor don’t give me a mixture 
i tried to get into the scripture it wasn’t a fixer
im feelin lost, in my head is a dim light that only flickers

Lord Gasp:

I feel my life's been slowly taken away..

It Creeps (ft. Sect Unit)

Ski mask "The Slump God" feat. XXX Broly

TYTANWAVE

NO TRACE

LEAD SINGER

ELEVEN ANGELS
THEY WANT ME TURNIN GREY MAMA
SENDIN THREATS UP TO MY BROTHER OUT THE STAIRS LIKE WASSUP 
I KEPT ON FUCKIN WITH DEVIL IMA SAY WHAT I WANT
I TOLD EM GIMME WHAT YOU GOT ILL LET YOU BOIL IN BLOOD

IM IN TO ROTTEN NAGASAKI BOMBIN ROCKIN WITH ABOMINATIONS
HOLLA OFF OF THAT VODKA WITH A REDBULL
IM ELATED 
BITE DOWN LIL MAMA I COULD SHOW YOU WHAT YOU MISSIN 
DROP YO BLOOD DOWN ON A SIGIL WHILE I RECITE INCANTATIONS

TAKE A LOT I TAKE IT OFTEN AINT NO TELLIN WHERE IM AT
THATS AN AWFUL LOT OF PROBLEMS KEEP MY HEART EMOJI BLACK
I DONE TOLD YOU BOUT MY POSTURE KEEP IT STEPPIN WITH SOME CLASS
BEEN A HEATHEN SINCE FOREVER NOW I CHARTER ALL OF MY FACTS

DEVASTATION
LET THE FLAME FLICKER TO THE BEST SELLER 
BREAK LETTERS 
AINT NO HELEN KELLER I SPIT ANY WEATHER
SICK FELLA
I CAN DO IT BETTER WATCH EM GETTIN FED UP
WAKIN UP WITH A FEVER SMOKIN UP DUST OF ANY COLOR

NONE AMONG US
I THINK YOU PUSHED THE NUMBERS ENOUGH
LET IT GO I KNOW YOU TRIPPIN OUT THE CANON YOU CUT
THE STATS CALL IT 
IM WAY BEYOND THE BEST THAT YOU GOT
AND ILL BE RIGHT HERE WHEN YOU FALL OFF ALL THE WAY FROM THE TOP

BLACK FUNGUS IN MY LIVER HOPE YOU AINT AFRAID TO ROT
PUT ME IN AN INSTITUTION BUT I STILL BEEN HAVING THOUGHTS
SICK MEDULA OBLONGATA FILL MY BODY UP WITH WOP
OFF THAT FETTI GETTIN PETTY ACCUSTOMED TO THROWIN SHOTS

BLOODY HANDS MY PALMS HAD BEEN GRIPPIN DOPE
BETTER PUSH UP ON A STANCE 
GOD KNOCKIN AT THE DOOR
I BEEN LOOKIN FOR THE LANCE 
BASILICA NEVER KNOWN
BOY YOUR VISION MUST BE FADED TO THINK THAT THEY SAVIN SOULS

FROM THE BACK OF MY BLADE 
TO THE DOPE I SMOKE
TAKE MY GRACE
FROM THE SINS I SEW
THIS ANA AINT A PHASE
WITH THE SON OF SAM TONE
I BEEN CHALKING OUT YOUR PRAISE 
CHECK YOUR HALO AT THE DOOR

HEATHEN (prod. ARAGOTH)

LYRICS:
Throw shade but the bitch smoke butta
Stickin' up on my body like baby I know you wanna get down
With the same thing big shot stunna
Rope tied baby Imma hang til the game cut down
Pussy muthafucka can't hold me
I'mma get high til the day I fuckin OD
Please stop talking bout a needle like a trophy
Ain't nobody better than Revy you can't hold me
Bitch I'mma, low life, you can't hold me
No lie, you can't bring me down
Alright you don't know me
So high you can't bring me down
Low life, you can't hold me
No lie, you can't bring me down
Alright you don't know me
So high you can't bring me down

I'mma hit em with the whole thing baby I'mma
Get paid when I get paid, run up on a
Big name with the chump change give it to em
I ain't with the yap, they pussy now give it back like
Hit em with the crack they cough up another K
Pull the blade up out the bag and they got nothing to say
I tell em you don't know the half get the fuck out the way
I cut the dope with the razor, flick it I'mma take off

You gettin mad cuz I passed ya, lookin like a bastard
Trappin out the telly I got money in my mattress
Thirty five tip a bitch I tell her I'm her master
Five one six in your wrist get blasted
It's fuckin too late my bitch take
Ana when I make her say
Revy do it better better watch the way I'm throwin shade
I'm fuckin so high my wrist liable get cut
Talkin out your capillary fetty make a pussy duck
Gra-ta-ta-ta go the sound when I drop
You a cap mothafucka stay the fuck out my spot
You try to hop on my scene they don't like what you got
I'm a god and a fiend, you just mad cuz you not
You can throw shade but it won't take to a damn lie
Stick it up on my body as if it would be the last time
Riggity boi the tech, wicked the blade I take a death
I'mma get paid the same I came to say that I'mma take the rest like
I told em watch out here I come
My vein got ripped out still gon duck
I feel like Zeta, now I'm numb
With the blade can't hang my rope tied up
I told em step back hold my dick
Who the fuck want war, who the fuck want this
I'mma drop that raw when I flick my wrist
Lil bitch throw shade I still won't miss
Gotta pay to play you can't take this
Hit em witta K I bang and get anxious
I'mma be great, I hate I must say this
Nothing but a fake, I state you can't hang with

STILL WON'T MISS

STILL WON'T MISS (prod. NiceMeme$ound)

LAS VEGAS FT. FUKKIT (PROD. SAURXN)

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Im just having some fun

I GOT KARAOKE ON THE DANCE FLOOR
BLOOD ON MY TIMBS AND MY NECK AINT AT the slit HOME 
GOLD under chin and its under holy ice cold 
and my dome on that win - game im playin it aint done 
VAMPIRE TEETH WITHIN LIPS that GIVE YOU HICKY MARKs
GOT EM CROWNIN ME UP LIKE A DJINN FROM THE INNyDARK
CLEAR THE ROOM before my MADNESS TAKES THis BLICKYY OUT
WAIT BLYAT BOOM, im mowin down a sickly crowd 

CLIPS, MAGAZINE
YOU DONT NEED ME TO BE SEEN
BUT I WANT TO MAKE A SCENE
GRASSROOTS MOVEMENT WITH THE TRICHIES GOT THE PRIM-O
IM LIKE NEMO- CANt catch me between all these sweet flows
Im a demon, spit inferno evil 
and im evolved
from another plane for these emos, black diamonds not reflectin sheen off


Sheen, sheen
I got double katana on my hip with the bling
Chain hanging low on my waistside, make these girls way side, VVSES DOUBLE PLUSES clean
click back, replay that itty mac, MICRO mg withe double kepler piercing tings in a shitty shack
I make these diamonds clink, I make these shells sink to the floor on a rink, yeah I bring my fuckin city back
Its like im ice skating but im kite playing, lossin the boss around this ring snag his bitches need those kitty naps 
I make him sing, glock to fuckin his bock with the red dot on hisbrain im on the fuckin mini map
you can see me comin but theres 50 pings, which one's miii - before you knowit got a blade right knifed through your silly back 
there's a little snag, pullin up in a hooptie, 5 years it'll be urus not a motherfuckin mini van

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