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@istasha

Lyrics:

[NIKKO]
All I need is one shotta
One shotta
Boy, I’m taking one shot 
And I could pop up leave your partner dead
Stick like a broom moppa
Turn to pasta any bastards head
Heard it go boom blaka
Light your block up 
Oughta stay in bed

Feels like the moons talking to me 
Moon walking to this bread 
Not in the mood for no fuckin swoon, chicken headed bitches trynna say they got no bodies 
I doubt it 
Everybody heard of me baby and they know bout my body 
I’m bout it 
Like why you barkin out a V ?
If you ain’t pussy hop out it
I been waiting for a reason to get real fucking violent 
I’m worldwide up now 
In the sky just like God 
I said anybody steppin to it is a fade 
Fuck it rip the head off him 
Cut the legs off him 
Leave him dead 
I heard you fed 
Watch me put a red dot up on your brain 
I’m using lead 
This is not a bread crumb this is a stain 
We not the same 
You the type to act tough I really swing

On-on-one shotta, one shotta 
Boy, I’m taking one shot 
And I could pop up leave your partner dead
Stick like a broom moppa
Turn to pasta any bastards head
Heard it go boom blaka
Light your block up 
Oughta stay in bed

[ Istasha ]
Look at you 
Acting up 
Focus your energy on the rot 
Going down 
I’m Decayed 
No sleep 
On repeat what i main 
Grey 
Look at you 
Acting up 
Focus your energy on the rot
Better off ending my days Independent
Then bending to pressure with teeth 
Don’t blink 
Shut shut 
Optics 
Cut out like weeds 
I Carve em out 
Got tech 
No strings
Duck duck 
Shots down 
No wings I keep on falling out
Everything I take 
Outside my means
Sever the veins
I got my hands they feed 
Cover the pale light 
I’m up 
Taking the weight off my nog 
Now could you let my hand

[NIKKO]
Step out and get collected like it’s Pokémon 
You really dead where you stand if you owe me sum
And if this blade hit his face then his vest mean nothin 
I got a full body tec with a percussion drum 
Give you concussion son 
I bet this blast will make him cough all his cash up 
Always need a lil band in my pocket 
Watchin need to stop it 
Hundred grand on the dotted 
Sign it for me to walk in 
They like damn NIKKO poppin and locking the way he cock it 
Do a dance when he caught it 
Wobble and then he drop dead

FULL BODY

FULL BODY ft. Istasha (prod. Kiraw)

A THREAD OF LIGHT

TWENTYTHREE, Istasha - THE REST WILL FOLLOW

written & performed by fxckjamie
produced by fxckjamie
cover art by aragoth

[Lyrics]

Bitch I woke up with a blood stain 
not a recollection of the last couple days but I hit the blunt and keep it stepping 
walk up on me, who you checking 
Try me im a lethal weapon 
Gone with dignity, that’s not the type of death you getting 

Not a motherfucker wanna try me here tonight
Everybody pussy all bark no bite
You don’t wanna see me when I’m looking for a fight 
Pull up with killers and we killing on sight 

Dead pan face yeah I live with no soul 
Shout out my gang know they always on patrol
if I got the gat 
Know I’m done with all chat 
and Im finally boutta lose all control 

I still hear them talking shit but only behind my back 
Cuz When I step into the spot I watch them put on an act 
But I can see through all deception i can’t get passed a fact 
Im always several steps ahead I Don’t leave room to react 

Jamie with a k and I pull up ripping
Bringing out my dead got next day shipping
Make em all panic get whole squad dipping
Snake in the grass only blood that I’m sipping (x2)

wouldn’t be caught in no coffin 
None of my reign will be stopping
I’ll be in the dirt when I break out my curse and all of the bodies stop dropping 
But that won’t ever happen
I hear the devil laughing 
I fight his wishes everyday 
I’m on the brink of snapping 

Not a motherfucker wanna try me here tonight
Everybody pussy all bark and no bite
You don’t wanna see me when I’m looking for fight 
Pull up with killers and we killing on sight 

Dead pan face yeah I live with no soul 
Shout out my gang know they always on patrol
if I got the gat then 
I’m done with all the chat 
and Im finally boutta lose all control (x2)

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BOUNCE [FREE DOWNLOAD]

Production, mix/master and cover art by me

Lyrics:
Freezing cold I’m missing 
My links 
I’m retrieving piss
I got no ballast and my shuttle will sink
And 
Good grief I’m overboard 

Resign in peace
The picture
Or metaphor
Ease the bleeding round the center 
Up the back into tissue 
Oh won’t you cut the chord 

Guess I got to 
Breathe in process 
And pull apart the product 
Contact read up 
Missing 
But shit was just leaving commas on em 
Numbers in abundance 
Imprinted upon my iris 
Parted 
Blast it full to blacken my vision In plaster wrapped a prison 

Frost on my backbone 
So cold 
Leave my eyes In a black hole 
One blink 
No track and I’m back home 
Throw up on the sink 
In a wormhole 

Fuck 
Stay back crawl space strike mud  

Dig
No tracks 
No chance 
Blackjack 
Void hands 

I got it enough damn 
Weak and Bust down the plan 
Run a stake on my engine 
And now My shipments going down 

Combust like a can 
In pressure 
Sown both hands 
Not a grip 
Lose wrist 
No water support the pounds

Disc out 
Blindfold 
Rolled back 
Leave em dry 
But that shits old
Brain fried 
Caught a plaque from the Misfold 
Retract all finds 
That reflect back 
Blind from the
Crystals 

I just caught a packet 
Resuming to slow me down 
The silent Water filling jacket 
Assuming it’s overtime 
And bout that 

Tied a stone to my mind
Let it set to bottom 

Tidal lone and grip rust eroded and lost

NEO TITANIC

Production, mix and master by me

Lyrics:
Same change no part fit the jigsaw 
Forced into place end up poor in fortune at the mix up 
New place, fFace Stored in a mason jar 
Open the lid end up pumped up full of black tar 

Brush stroke deep branch gone like a victim 
Bust, end up killing Peter Parker in a stick up
Man down pressed turn spider to vapor 
Banked under paper Abandon the bus

Circled Cloud of haze I’m lost in for days
Unfazed, hooked in strapped up to the matrix 
Tiles Stick the image of the Canvas that you Base in 
Process dumb Still flawed when you’re Tracing 

Nice genes, won’t you come a little closer 
You’re pockets are pretty, fuck it, won’t you open them up and invite me 
Jack the style in advance and then leave it awful empty 
Guess that the process will put Rembrandt in a box in the attic 
Proud of that route that I go, still end up back where I came from

CANVAS これを翻訳しました

Production, mix and master by me

Lyrics:
Go on
Tell me I'm wrong 
No start
Rejected It all along 
A trailing amongst the roads, a lifetime ago 

I won't forget that 
Always on my memories 
Now Cold 

And it talks when you don't wanna hear, then Its all that is there.
And it talks when you don't wanna hear

DEEP SEA GRAVE

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

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LINEUP:
@DISTORTIONTHE1
@SULPHOFFICIAL
@DEPTHSTRIDA
@NAVVVI
@MUGETSU117
@ISTASHA

PRODUCED BY @PRXPVNE
MIXING BY @NAVVVI
ART BY @C3OF, @LENFANTLONDON, @PRXPVNE & @VENTINGPALACE

LYRICS:
[LORD DISTORTION]
Shells from out the weapon on the motherfucking floor
Fucking all equipped we start that mother fucking war
Coming with that action battle everything a sport
Rattle out them shells and he be ducking even more
Savior none he is lost
Bullet thru the semi
Speaking ever so clear
Got that everclear habit
Hold it ever so clear
Boy we bringing up the havoc on whatever your fear

[SULPH]
Put all the things aside.
Mercenaries pushing limits all night
All right, have a seat, hold on tight
You're all just raw
Just some unseasoned shit
Then you screech into the void,
Like some unbelievable bitch
Like....

[CHORUS]X2
Do you hear that siren?
Do you hear the Mercs arriving?
It's not funny, is it?
It's more unsettling, creepy

[DEPTH STRIDA]
Lost in space
Mayday
My ship broke on its way
All your troops
They will faint
Mercenaries till my grave

Load up my blasta
Smoke skunk like a rasta
Hang you with tha force
Ay you gotta call me masta
Its the mando bitch
Fuck your fandom shit
Shoot a laserstrip
Bitch I cannot whiff

Work hard play hard
Ball like a maniac
Ki charge
Depart
Armorbelt
Bullets strap
Tekken shit
Low kick hits
Counterhit
Launch him quick
Till they call me king of iron fist ay fuck yuh

[BRIDGE]X2
Do you hear that siren
In the depth im stridin
Keep it lowkey
Whats beneath
Watch your troops they dying

[NAVVVI]
Sounding every siren in the palace
Now the enemies are riding with a glock and purple masks
Using every tactic just to break up in the side
Equipping to the belt is flashes and a flask
Needles in the arms of every fallen member
Rappers that just speaking thru celebrate broadcasts
Broadcasts
Feel as though everything coming our way once mercs put steps on the floor

[MUGXTSU]
Take me out the farce, hey.
Thats another story.
Pray for your soul, to come with you.
Trapped in a black hole,
You can see shit.
Send the lord , send for help.
May the gods remember about you.
I, pathetic, will be the one left.
Things are about to get a bit hard.
Cosmic death for you.

[LORD DISTORTION]
You ain't get no peace
Pussy you get damned
Bitch we with the fleet
Let me be
Cutting out the competition next to me
Wiping off the dust and you ain't doing nothing credibly
Off of the head no thought to be had
Got a knot in his throat he can't talk it's a fact

[CHORUS]X2
Do you hear that siren?
Do you hear the Mercs arriving?
It's not funny, is it?
It's more unsettling, creepy

[ISTASHA]
Gimme room like territory
I’m in the hummer looking odd with thirty legs you think I can afford it
Gimme rose like ceremony
Shimmy that guess 184 degrees
I test it again cause my next set of ends
Count it, it mess with my sense
See no end I wanna let it up out the gutter
Pretend I’m not dead when I pull up out the covers
Sending me back and I do it
Like given
Youre too late to come in and fuck it
Gimme the comeback I come on the back and I get it again

CANVAS これを翻訳しました

Istasha The Scrub

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