24.02.20

JASXN - 
https://open.spotify.com/artist/1M9OB1MLo6Z3Y1PmO8LyIy
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC6voCtXl4HUWvNcoXqiWLVQ
https://www.instagram.com/jahsxn/

SH4RD - 
https://open.spotify.com/artist/1P1VNjf2kHACpXjGjXZH0D?si=FwuOIZHMTIujjZy5fX77eg
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCfJK4e9EDJtnPdYKhsD6DLw?view_as=subscriber
https://www.instagram.com/sh4rdmusic/



[VERSE 1: JASXN]

See me crawling out the tomb with a bladed crescent
Scimitar leave incisions, let it teach a lesson 
I people willing to slip me some a-depressants
Foggy water, I see the bottom with luminescence  

Stuck in adolescence, my habits make me a martyr
Who's to say that killing people gets me farther?
I could poach a couple bitches, help the people that are smaller
'Till they roll up to my house with a draco and a sawed-off

And blow bitch

Got a crater in my ribs, thinkin twice about my choices
Never trust a bitch
Never really on my friend shit, you can suck a dick
Never play with my emotions, I'mma hit a lick on you

Why you thinkin' like a So-Flo? I don't get it
You can't claim a scene that you merely are a guest in
I unload a smith n wesson, where I'm aiming bitch I'm guessin'
Guess the miss will teach a lesson, get a fist full of aggression

Bitch I'm restless

[BRIDGE: JASXN]

When you see me, know I'm restless
When I roll up to your crib, I be restless
When I roll you in a ditch, I be restless
Motherfuckers they be knowin' I be restless

When you see me, know I'm restless
When I roll up to your crib, I be restless
When I roll you in a ditch, I be restless
Motherfuckers they be knowin' I be restless

[HOOK: JASXN]

MISSING BODIES IN THE COBBLESTONE
I DON'T EVEN FUCKING KNOW YOU, WHY YOU ON MY PHONE?
ASK FOR MONEY IN MY MENTIONS LIKE YOU NEED A LOAN
THEN YOU FUCKING WONDER WHY YOU FUCKING ALL ALONE

I'VE GOT NO FRIENDS
All those people you see with me are my family
YOU'VE GOT FAKE BANDS
Then you wonder why you livin' in a fantasy

[VERSE 2: SH4RD] 

Fuck off, just like everybody ever do
Fuck off, just like everbody ever wanted to

You had a headstart, heart stop
Never really cared none
Had nuff, off ya fuckin lies i getcha playin smart.
Weird stuff, that u prio fore yo fuckin boys love
Had enough of pussies talkin n treatin me like no one.

Never give a fuck about it? Never trusting anybody.
Now that everybody always fucked.

My wesson bleed em
Jasxn sees them
better start to run
My mask stays on
Now that fucker finna wrap up

[HOOK: JASXN] 

MISSING BODIES IN THE COBBLESTONE
I DON'T EVEN FUCKING KNOW YOU, WHY YOU ON MY PHONE?
ASK FOR MONEY IN MY MENTIONS LIKE YOU NEED A LOAN
THEN YOU FUCKING WONDER WHY YOU FUCKING ALL ALONE

I'VE GOT NO FRIENDS
All those people you see with me are my family
YOU'VE GOT FAKE BANDS
Then you wonder why you livin' in a fantasy

JASXN x SH4RD - RESTLESS

DONT GO BACK AND LISTEN TO PART 1-4 (THIS IS A WARNING)

ft. https://soundcloud.com/biv
prod. https://soundcloud.com/istasha
art. https://soundcloud.com/c3of


-nA
feelin like syringe caught up in the 89
blockage central wit a couple people undermine
college virtue mental columbine turned devine
single grape thru the vine seems to activate frankenstein
having hard times chasing stage over blade
wishing minute maid but my soul always koolade
heaven's day once my lonely spirit's thought's convey
trapped forever inside the body- (WOMBO COMBO)

-biv
BITCH
Head stainless
Long ways, heavy days, keep me chasin
Lost places, fake with the faces
Should I drop off, so painless
Can't have what they tasted
I'm thankful to waste it
I'm thankful to waste it

-nA
FUCK
trapped behind some fucking minerals
my body grasping intervals
mental slipped the obstacle
im meerly seconds from a vegtable
he sent the message thru
cement cropping up around the moon
my body full of crepid DECAY
NOW I THOUGHT HE SENT THE fucking PLANE
WHO THE ONE WHO TALKING SHADE
IM THE REASON THAT THEY PLAY
why cant anybody give me the respect that i diserve
half these artists fronting me then picking up my fucking dirt

-biv
BITCH
Head stainless
Long ways, heavy days, keep me chasin
Lost places, fake with the faces
Should I drop off, so painless
Can't have what they tasted
I'm thankful to waste it
I'm thankful to waste it

-nA
burn off religion you've founded my place
grace me to lava then laugh at my case
look at me kill, look at my face
breathe in my toxins, you'll hate every taste.

additional vocals by: papa sleep <333

WHAT THE KIDS REALLY WANT PART 5 FT. BIV (PROD. ISTASHA)

Cover by: https://www.instagram.com/melcfx/
Necrolynn: https://soundcloud.com/necrolvnn

Scatter

Scatter FT Necrolynn (Prod. Fenrir x Necrolynn)

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)

GHOST GIRLS W/ NICKCANTSLEEP [Prod. REITER]

Take What I Take

Lyrics:
Misconceived
Disbelieve
Resonating out of key
Bottom of the pocket It's sodom and you can never leave 
Artisan resting up 
Test the wheels in dirt and mud 
Rusted off them shakels
Your talking inside your catacombs 

Settled chalk
Writing it til your finger grinding on the rock 
Enter the pentagram 
Hack at your benefits 
Efforts? you never said anything; evidence 

And you choke a case
Ok Amazing Set your bitching now aside Inside your cage
And drown in rage and spite you're missing out 

Writhing
Day by day 
Robbed of the walls 
Put you out of the way 
Tainted cell 
No way out 
Ring the bell 
Hanging from the bars 
Won't maintain 
Tainted waste in the well 

Sewer fluid run in ruins 
Agonistic resin 
Chewing 
Institute of fusing 
With arrows Inside yourself intrusive 
All abusive 
Lost of meaning 
Indecisive seas 
No seaming 
Deep inside deceit 
And recive a sight Insufficient 

Eyes are not perceptive 
Keep leaking ethanol 
Regressive 
And Slowly dripping out the Molotov 
Following on the message
But you're focus stays suppressed 
At the number of additions 
Not impressed 
You're Just a fucked up lost boy 
Stuck inside of forced choices

Fresh batch cooking in the oven, might forget it and leave it slightly burned [Prod. Istasha]

HATE ME LOVE ME [prod. kidr]

cya

@istasha
@lenfantlondon // https://www.instagram.com/lenfant_

special thanks to @kirawthesavior for mastering advice

[verse 1]

i am lost in between 
no respect for the scene
now you steal like a thief
recycle shit a whole new theme

trapmetal is fucked up
trapmetal is dead now
zero effort in the music
likes is all they carve for

tell me wheres the passion when you never really cared bitch
they give no fucks bout the art aslong the fans will buy it
all the lyrics fucking  cringe and lazyness is what you binge
ay answer to this track and i make sure you get your ass lynched

[hook]

fuck soundcloud when i say it im serious
all you bitches acting tough your talking got me furious 
fuck soundcloud why the fuck you act mysterious
know you never had a girl your shit is just hilarious

[bridge]
fuck soundcloud all this shit is fucking pointless
i dont need some fake friends they pretend its cool but fuck it
fuck soundcloud all this shit is fucking pointless
i dont need some friends cuz i be bumping on my own shit

[verse 2]

got a hand full of friends in this fucked up scene
got my hands full of dirt i  wanna bury me
shoutout mercenaries cuz the rest is mostly lame ay
tired of this platform and you are the one to blame ay
shit turned out so ugly you could call it fuckin plain jane
catch me venting all this shit i think i need more K ay

fuck ay
i think i get enough of this
fuck ay
might just go ahead and dip

[hook]

fuck soundcloud when i say it im serious
all you bitches acting tough your talking got me furious 
fuck soundcloud why the fuck you act mysterious
know you never had a girl your shit is just hilarious

FUCK SOUNDCLOUD II

FUCK SOUNDCLOUD II [PROD. ISTASHA]

SIT STILL

Ft. @c3of, @DISTORTIONTHE1

Art by @c3of, @wasbeatz

Prod. @wasbeatz

/*Papa Sleep

Sub atomic growth
No rotting no carrode
Repairing all my main frames
body with a coat
Mayday nah, find a body in the boat
No safe way, nope, now he prolly gonna go


Microchips are busted fuck it super system underneath the rubble
Deep reflection intercept the nanobots
Rattle out the program
I dont fear no man
Intelligence been getting artificial
I dont need no plan

Dissect all the humans
I hate them all
Always defective usage
Smashed face in the wall
Back to black
Organs in the trash
Cogs are getting frozen
Glitch inside the system I cant figure out the problem
Unplug the fluids
Reborn from the living nightmare
Screws be popping off the vessel tearing off the skin settle into every nook and cranny
Burnt faces on the laptop
Think I'm going crazy hearing beeping in the bus stop*/

/*Lord Distortion

Got no force, m4s in my mother boards
Fuck a war
One bomb order, from the circuit floor
Try no sight A.I going over board
No sight, no mouth, no sense of it whore

X2

Fuckers in the function room I think they took a wrong turn
Staring down you bitches with missles and the saucer
Issues with creation put a bug inside the software
View from every angle from above they getting conquered

Red laser, dead land
Bunker getting stormed
And the race is getting ended
Bombings in a storm

My fuel stay leaded
Steel beams on my force
Gripping on that five seven
Caught running from the swarm

Sub atomic growth
No rotting no carrode
Repairing all my main frames
body with a coat
Mayday nah, find a body in the boat
No safe way, nope, now he prolly gonna go

Now I see zeros and the ones
No Spirit in my sprites
Just the zeros and the ones
What have I become?
No sequence in my thoughts
Just zero and the ones, just zeros and the ones*/

27/10/2019

Reborn Ft. Papa Sleep, Lord Distortion

ALL SOCIAL MEDIA FOR AK : @BLUNTEDPHARAOH
ALL SOCIAL MEDIA FOR WITCH: @WITCHOUSE40K

TREACHERY FT. WITCHOUSE 40K (PROD. NETUH X INSTINCT)

Lyrics:
All I see is shit when you scribble on your wish-list
End it, two faced 
Trade place and i dismiss

Focus on your fable like your Bigby 
Fuck an addition there’s no brigade out when you dig deep 

Gripping it like a shoelace 
That I've untied 
I’ve been running 
I’ve been impatient 
I’ve been unmodified

Painted the forks that I’ve been now split off from on the outside I got to brush it up let it come i cover up another time 

Switch over 
Nat Geo; Gone wild 
Taste like cave 
No way out 
I’m gone 
Dry

Pep talk 
Abysmal 
I’m sick 
Pepto bismol 
Doctor rinse out the gridlock 

Twelve commas in my schock
And they all dark 
Tell the lights off imma switch it and they all spark 
Run a service on my line and my now rays talk 
When the blind spots lock 
I’m erased doc 

Paint a picture, leave a frame like roger rabbit 
I’ll bounce the que to drop out of line 
Fuck holding habits 

Hunters mark 
Stuck in routine
Lights a post
Enter a dream 
Like I could fuck with a doll 
Left in a blindfold

All I see is shit when you scribble on your wish-list
End it, two faced 
Trade place and i dismiss

Focus on your fable like your Bigby 
Fuck an addition there’s no brigade out when you dig deep

Hhhehehe (Laughing Lizard)

Oingo boingo! Thanks for 2019

Lyrics:
Go settle in 
Place so pitiful 
Open out the back 
In a compound 

Scrap 
Let it up
Never unwind 

Chain it to your moods 
And Push it back 
Untill it sets in
Like a playground 

Thoughts in cold black booth 
Never archived 

ice drips onto your files 
Set it upright 
Hit the bottom 
Out 

Just to get 
My perks
And in the background 
All drops Cynical loot 
Digress 
Down in the bank
Drop bricks Worth nothing to miss 

Watch less 
I compare it comedy 
Comics located my 
Juggernaut instincts 

“Run it up”
Sentence I can take 
From a drought 
Just a fuck boy 
Printed a ladder 
And like a demigod 
Happens to be a man 
You cut yourself pretending 
Nothing about it belongs 
And every sentence a gimmick 

Hook
Conversations
Within brick walls 
No breaking 
Retract but not contagious 
You lead the acts
Withdrawal
Say what you want 

The format changes 
Complaints 
Take in all contain it 
No acres left to breathe in 
You lead the act 
Withdrawal
Say what you want 

Grab what you can 
While theyre vacating

Signature pasted
Prosthetically

You said enough 
Now you stay the same thing 
I’m a chamber of resonance 

I count your tracks 
 it goes away 

Wipe out the facts
the echoes stay 

Stop and let off 
resigned display

Mistake like the present on empty days

Windshield Wiper

Unnecessary Sounds From The Concrete Kiddo(bonus track)

@CoaastGxd - Threnody for My Enemies
Produced, Mixed and Mastered by @netuhbeats
Artwork by @haloblaack

lyrics
Can I get a FUCK YOU from the misfits
Every motherfucking kid who didn't fit in
Picked on
Kicked, stomped cause they different
Thick skin cracks quick if you give in

For every time I had to hear a mother fucker tell me I should just get over it
For any person trynna put up with their parents pushing "Why can't you be sober kid?"
For the innocent exiles who trek miles
Only find holy projectiles
and textiles operations run by some reptiles
A flesh pile stretched into hide for a blessed child
Try to find a place to hide for the next while
The army of the dead has risen
Shits boutta get wild
I'm done apologizing to the apathetic
Get decapitated and I left your fucking head up in the bread aisle

No glocks
Just scythes and a dark horde
Got these kids yelling out to the dark lord
And I aint talking bout the devil
I'm a walking god
I'ma spare the child and spoil you with the fucking rod

I got flows that kill foes
I'm filling the cemetery
and don't stop running
Death comes for the sedentary
The time slows down
Don't panic
Its momentary
You're ten toes down
Froze out in the mortuary


I'm a crazy mother fucker
Swing the blade 
I aim to sunder
Under cover from another lame
They trynna cop my thunder
and I wonder when the rubble overcomes the over/under
On the day we all become a babe to suckle from the mother
Land a boat along the shore so we can forcefully plunder
Openly I'm hoping we can see the end of each other
And when the world falls down will you stand or suffer?
Dead men down cant count numbers

So tonight's the night I light a candle for your family
It cant suffice
I roll the dice against my sanity
Might I try to find a common enemy
I'm the bad guy and this is just a threnody

Hhhehehe (Laughing Lizard)

Istasha The Scrub

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