Me: *listenin' Istasha all day* That's pretty awesome music.        My Depression and psychosis: *kickin' back in my mind* 'Ello, mate! It's nice to be back. *Awesome music, tho.

666 - part 2

Features: https://soundcloud.com/twentythree777
https://soundcloud.com/sulphofficial
Cover: https://www.instagram.com/osdbleach/

SAVE ME

SAVE ME FT TWENTYTHREE & SULPH

DIRT w/ Lil 6ixxx

Free Download

Slow Motion

zonedout - REMOTE EXPLOIT (prod. phntmzn bR)

scrapped is an EP gone awry.

features:
@mugetsu117
@depthstrida
@necrolvnn
@sulphofficial
@givemexans
@bxwsers_demise
@navvvi

art:
@c3of

shoutout:
@bleedingcypher
@deadonsight

Nightmare (feat. MUGXTSU & NECROLYNN)

Miskatonic [Prod. Istasha]

For anyone that catches the cover art reference; I love you a little extra

Lyrics;
Pop it off track; No better 
Stuck in the socket, connecting and not better 
Walking; dragging up with no steppin you're not better 
Talking like corroded AI in synthetic leather embedded 

Pop it off track; No better 
Stuck in the socket, connecting and twist the cylinders 
Ashing the product 
Drip out the bottom and no get up 
70 - 85 - 67 - 75
Fuck em mane 

Doused it like a mannequin 
Dropping it down the bottle 
Bottled up around the acetin  
Marking down the spine 
Cut the marrow off within 
Orifices all with ketamine 
No Cyanocobalamin 
To rush into your dome 

How you take it now? 
When it's back on 
Strip my my mind to find the start button once again 
How you take it now 
When it's stuck: off
Strip my mind to fin the reset then I count again

Pop it off track; No better 
Stuck in the socket, connecting and not better 
Walking; dragging up with no steppin you're not better 
Talking like corroded AI in synthetic leather embedded 

Pop it off track; No better 
Stuck in the socket, connecting and twist the cylinders 
Ashing the product 
Drip out the bottom and no get up 
70 - 85 - 67 - 75
Fuck em mane

Dislocation Code [Prod. Istasha]

[@ISTASHA]
Pop it proudly bottles are lost in a crowd 
And Finally 
Out of it 
Have no pardons 
The cyan pill was defining it

Shut the simulation 
I'm over it put a block 
On the copy and printed nation 
Export it and post to shutter stock

It's like a xerox of mirrors 
But we Hold no shares 
No Reflection 
appearance 

Distorted topology 
Fear it
No gear interference 
Still blackout 

Numb to all 
Speech 

Hit the mute and watch it jabber on the script to pointless interviews on end 

Lie to define what it means to pretend 

I'll move the tiles and I'll tare out the fence 


Swipe in time to blackout 
A mac and a pack of vitamins 
Act in peace 
I'm not distant 
I'm pissed 
I'm just over non existent 
It's like someone's uninvited me of my honest apology 
Like I'm audited 
Irony's what it's gotta be 

Down my visions NAda 
Never ending tunnel 
Hope that blinking will reset the bite that's hard to swallow 

Picked apart 
Down the bottom 
Never needed of them

DEADMEMXRY - NUMB TO ALL SPEECH [x ISTASHA THE SCRUB]

Lyrics:
With the all black mask full of tricks
Keep I keep it out of risk
What's enough?
When they ask what I miss
What do we say 
Running it back reminisce

I Stick in the backbone 
My spinal tap is sucking stone 
Straight down the marrow 
Like some shit I cannot swallow 
Go back 
Can't trace
I won't cut shit shit through 
Like the strain on my net 
Can't dodge the path 
I won't forget it now
Tie one last chord until it fits me aight 

You got blood; black 
Pumped full of petrol 
Okay 

I got HUDs stained 
Tracks like a metro
Okay 

I'll derail
This square no tetra 
Out of touch there's a stigma of rust surrounded by mech its okay 

Carry all black tired
I express on my face 
I address shit quick 
Cut bags full of weight
In the veins
And attire out of space 
I leave my eyes at the table 
And i let go of this place

I Wish I Was At Home Playing Mass Effect 2 Right Now

I just let people go fuck up my time
No drugs to be taken when I'm on a grind
No seeing me slipping when I'm tryna run
Yeah I'm tryna bolt, you tryna slide
Right under the radar, but I feel the vibes
I pick them right up and I'm speaking my mind
I'm starting a fight with the mirror
I'm by myself starting to stir up 
Like horses, go buck with the lyrics
I write when I'm sipping on syrup
I write when I'm feeling hysteric
I fuck her up into hysterics
I fuck myself up with the powders
Boy walk yourself home, you sound like a coward
You digging your grave but you try to build towers and bridges with flowers
But they just rot when we pour like a shower huh
Suck my piss up off the lino with your fucking lips
Writings on the walls with biro, drawing fucking dicks
Yeah I know I'm looking homeless, and I smell like shit
Hope you know that I don't give a fuck, I rock my fit
I rock my fit like how I wanna, I ain't tryna drip
I rock my fit like how I wanna, I ain't tryna switch 
Lurking round in my birthday suit, looking fucking rude but so fucking good
And I feel morning breeze on my dick, like a lil kiss from mother nature's lips
And she wanting it, but I'm busy bitch
Tryna chase the dragon thru these molly bricks
and xanny sips that got me peaking, shlumping like rollercoaster to my death
Suck my piss up off the lino with your fucking lips
Writings on the walls with biro, drawing fucking dicks
Yeah I know I'm looking homeless, and I smell like shit
Hope you know that I don't give a fuck, I rock my fit
I rock my fit like how I wanna, I ain't tryna drip
I rock my fit like how I wanna, I ain't tryna switch

ROCK MY FIT (prod. CONTI)

No One

No One (prod.urbs)

AMV:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n8s66rCkKcM

PROD. @jordandf
MIX/MASTER @spyce-sakryn
ART @BLUEHBEARZ

[LYRICS]

shimmy shimmy ya shimmy yam gimme yay
shimmy shimmy ya titty broads gimme brain
little quick minage ima god ima saint
ye aint know the cost soul is lost to be great

ima... pull up w that moafuckin nine
kinda like an acid tablet itll hit you in yo spine
boy my life is on rewind, hit the button got the time
benjamins up in my bentley yall cant even tell im line

zoooooooom ima get it in my past life
smokin big gorilla glue dont even know the gas price
FUCK YALL, yall could swallow cock ima spaz like
you do every fuckin weekend play the bag pipes BITCH

come and grab my dick
bitch
come and grab my dick
bitch
come and grab my dick 
BULLET HOLES IN YO FACE 
I BE SO COLD WIT

why you why you why you always hatin
why you always jockin on yo bitch and over thankin
why you always gettin over pissed over some franklins?
ima keep it forty ninety fithin till im aimin

SHIMMY ya
495 ima god

shimmy shimmy ya shimmy yam gimme yay
shimmy shimmy ya titty broads gimme brain
little quick minage ima god ima saint
ye aint know the cost soul is lost to be great


pretty titty broads oh my god on my john
ima legend ima pimp my bitch is sayin that im not
bitch, i told you im concerned about the mission
you be cryin while u waitin what bitch ima put my dick in
hell nah i aint wit the carin, givin no to fuckin
aint no arguing w me because there isnt no discussion
ima fuck them other bitches if i want it you a puppet
if u aint get me on to comin bitch you is not good for nuttin
bitch im the boss in this bidness, hoe get lost to some physics
jump off of a building, i done lost all my feelings
i done lost on my wages, i done copped out for pennies
pull the glock out a dezzie, watch it pop while u ready

you a CUNT, i know i turned you to the worst
from my cheatin lyin ways but homie i obey my thirst
im just havin fun, livin in a dream
CAUSE THIS REAL LIFE BULLSHIT JUST ISNT WHAT IT SEEMS


SHIMMY 
495 ima god

shimmy shimmy ya shimmy yam gimme yay
shimmy shimmy ya titty broads gimme brain
little quick minage ima god ima saint
ye aint know the cost soul is lost to be great

gimmeyay (prod. Jordan)

BACON! feat. GIZMO

Lyrics inc maybe sometime soon who knows with me

Its Bath Time, Dont Touch My Duck

Cover: https://soundcloud.com/abyssalsoundsfr

Lyrics: 
Ok ok ok 
Decay decay decay 
Lil bitch lil bitch lil bitch 
Lil snitch lil snitch lil snitch

Cant resist
the depth of the abyss
Catch me in the rift 
That shit u cant depict 

Im up blazed up in the smoke 
Im laced up with the coke 
Suffocate yea now i choke 
Got no money bitch im broke

Im done with it all 
Not long till i fall 
To many close calls 
Everything i can recall

Just leave me alone 
Atone on my throne 
All i have known 
Turned into stone 

Bitch i got that fucking glock
Pull up on your fucking block
Make your brain pop got u in the lock
I will never stop all you do is talk
Stalk you in the dark now your bitch is full of cock and she loves it

Dislocation Code [Prod. Istasha]

Istasha The Scrub

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