Istasha X Sxmpra - Soup For Dogs

GO RUN UP THE HOMMIES SHIT @STEMODITY DP GANG 


FT. @STEMODITY
prod. @ISTASHA

LYRICS:
[stemodity]
crawling my way out of a place that stays veiled,
dripping with blood infused with the feeling of betrayal,
somebody's gotta win at the end of the deal,
turned over to the wolves who give a fuck how you feel,
there's ones who break their bones and scrape skin for their next meal,
we're ones to break phones and complain about chemtrails,
can't wash away the shame like blood on the staircase,
finding life a drag, nobody called it a fair race...

wishin for a ticket to get over the nightmare,
got you rotting in your mind, you turn around and it's right there,
leakin, bleedin, screamin, jumpscared by peripherals,
lil stevie can't seem to get a grip on the meaning of control,
sorry bout the sheets,didn't mean to get the blood soaked,
liquor won't wash away the sin but the floods will,
I don't got no problem finding out the vibes
inside the room im leavin soon to my tomb 'fore the doom ensues...

[BRUXISM]
Take Ls and tell tales, (tails),
I'll take heads,
two face(d) bitches with fake nails, and filler in their lips 
Yeah You talk shit, not gon' drink your flavor aid it's toxic,
Don't you look back, right on sight you'll turn to salt bitch,
Uh oh!
Uh oh!
Who's that? who's said what I say ain't sell?
Blowing up my phone like Ted Kazinski sending mail,
Night flyer, cryptic cryptid mystifter,
You can watch the shadows in your cave all you desire,
Scratching the itch, antihistamine,
Listen see, follow my words like scopolamine,
all you need know is not knowing's enough for me,
Others seek knowledge, acknowledgement,  sympathy,
I just kill in cold blood on some Gacy, Bundy, Dalmer shit, 
I am Bruxism's complete lack of humbleness
When the hunted turns hunter you'll learn the word plunder,
it burns, the church crumbles,
the hunchback of nothing,
So sick, I can barely speak, look into my eyes,
Pollution is online and Digital our time...

Border/Line Ft. Stemodity (prod. Istasha The Scrub)

LYRICS:

Undead Ronin:

Stick a gun up in my mouth
I’m saying hey now
Praying to a god that doesn’t listen
That’s okay now
Got a magazine that’s fulla bullets 
Let it spray out
Pay me with your blood
Or yo soul is getting drowned in the ground
Stick a knife up to yo throat
You saying hey now
Praying to a god that doesn’t listen
That’s okay now
Bitch I’m putting pressure on your flesh you wanting out
I’mma count 1, 2 now you dead on yo knees
I’mma bounce

Had a dream that I was taken to the heavens
God is fucking dead and angels rotten eating off him 
Religion is a fallacy
My blades are told in prophecies 
I’m god of death
And god of war
No man can fell this monstrosity 
Magick Kult shit
Rituals of blood bitch
Got a problem with my crew
We breaking bones bitch
Back up back down
You won’t make it out
Split yo fuckin skull
And take yo body down to hell yeah
Spread death spread hate
Till the pain is gone
Spilling blood out on the floor
Until the break of Dawn
Undead undone by the dark sun
Pussy wanna talk talk talk till his brain gone
Wanna fight? wanna die?
Ain’t no way that you reside
I’m a motherfucking monster
With a blade on my side
Poser wanting clout so he gon hit up my line
With a lie on his mind and his brain in my sights

Stick a gun up in my mouth
I’m saying hey now
Praying to a god that doesn’t listen
That’s okay now
Got a magazine that’s fulla bullets 
Let it spray out
Pay me with your blood
Or yo soul is getting drowned in the ground
Stick a knife up to yo throat
You saying hey now
Praying to a god that doesn’t listen
That’s okay now
Bitch I’m putting pressure on your flesh you wanting out
I’mma count 1, 2 now you dead on yo knees
I’mma bounce

SHXLO:



Undead Ronin:

Stick a gun up in my mouth
I’m saying hey now
Praying to a god that doesn’t listen
That’s okay now
Got a magazine that’s fulla bullets 
Let it spray out
Pay me with your blood
Or yo soul is getting drowned in the ground
Stick a knife up to yo throat
You saying hey now
Praying to a god that doesn’t listen
That’s okay now
Bitch I’m putting pressure on your flesh you wanting out
I’mma count 1, 2 now you dead on yo knees
I’mma bounce

RITUALS OF BLOOD (feat. SHXLO) [prod. Undead Ronin]

Halloween (ft. do not resurrect)

Swallowing Centipedes

Istasha The Scrub - Flatworm Friday

@istasha
Stream: https://biglink.to/eNE5

Lyrics:

[Istasha]
Better not drop my name
We don't even see
Eye to eye
So keep that out your face
Out your mind
A change
Sever the ties just like it's nothing
Pull me down
Degrade
Crop me out the frame
So fuck it
I could call that shift my grave but
Bitch I'm on another plane

Whole lotta fraud
What I mean
We're still counterfeit
Hope they still got it like Disease
Just like the god I'd be
Go like a dog with the leash, stay obeying me
Blackout in the forest with the trees, i'm feeling fine
I'm fuckin crawled up tucked in a tub
Digesting the blood
Peeling running out the window
But this shit ain't a cut
Smoke trails
Till i'm on new waves
Underwater still covered
I kick a bucket out of ways
Then I run that shit again
I make her back it up
'Til I hit the end
I fill a single duct
I'm breathing in
You think of a fuck I give
I got an end to my plans

[NIKKO]
Outcast I have been a misfit
Waistband its holding up this dick
Big bands my wallet don't do shit
Quick hands, I instantly hoe jit's
Visibly bone chip bad
Crazy
We got em mad, hate me
None of my gats ever had safeties
We popping mags, say cheese
Cause we bouta shoot up your party
No lo siento lil buddy
No mas momentos
I body bag your kinfolk on god
I'm not from round here
I show up they get found dead
I could smoke 'em like a pot head
And I know why they thots stare
Cause when I walk in
They wanna bounce it on me
I'm big don't wanna compare accounts lil homie
For every one on you I got a couple thousand on me
And everybody know you pussy just announce it bro
You got extra holes in your body
My flow water, holy, I'm godly
Oh my god like get these hoes off me
I'm outside I know they all watching
And I know they don't want get hit this optic
Heat on me, not in the tropics
Whip fast they not gonna stop shit
Dick in her body narcotic, she go psychotic for it
Sad
And these bitches used to laugh at it
Now they see me and get asthmatic
Quarantine me, need a hazmat suit
Cause I can't take the fake unless it's bitches ass shaking
And overweight is great as long as it's a check balance
No mistaking, i'm in your house
Invasion baby, came for the taking
And no god no hero cape can save your ass from it

EXILADA

EXILADA w/ Istasha (prod. Istasha)

A THREAD OF LIGHT

TWENTYTHREE, Istasha - THE REST WILL FOLLOW

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Hypothetically, We All Know Where This Is Going

Istasha The Scrub