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)

"i want a poltergeist x Fenrir x necrolynn track with dark vibes"

groovy harshness

vocalists:
@fenrirprod
@mugetsu117
@navvvi

mixing / mastering:
@navvvi

production:
@xtra_prod

art:
www.instagram.com/exmachina.bambi_x/

lyrics:
Remember me, why you're not dead

Aye fuck this shit i dont really fucking fit 
Everybody know that im stupid and they really see it quick
I got hundred dollar billies in my pocket but im broke 
Cuz I spend it all on homies this is really how i cope 
Youre a fuckboy 
Used toy 
Swerwe in the convoy
Deploy 
Decoy 
Pull up and then destroy 
Astral plane 
Holy shit make it rain 
In my wrist feeling pain 
I got nothing left to gain
I dont fucking know 
Who the fuck i am 
But i pull up with the clique like im superman
Bitch you better run 
This is rather fun 
When i hunt u in the woods with a bladed gun
Fuck all the pain 
Homie you got no name 
I got nothing to say 
If you still havent changed
I got nothing to gain 
It is still all the same 
I got nothing to blame 
But the shit that you claim 
Fuck all the pain 
Homie you got no name 
I got nothing to say 
If you still havent changed
I got nothing to gain 
It is still all the same 
I got nothing to blame 
But the shit that you claim 

Remember me why you're not dead
Remember me why you're not dead
Remember me why you're not dead
Remember me why you're not dead yet
Try to get the fuck
Out of here alive
Oh shit don't get stuck
You're about to lose your mind
Try to get the fuck
Out of here alive
Oh shit don't get stuck
You're about to lose your mind
Remember me why you're not dead
Remember me why you're not dead
Remember me why you're not dead
Remember me why you're not dead yet

Aye fuck this shit i dont really fucking fit 
Everybody know that im stupid and they really see it quick
I got hundred dollar billies in my pocket but im broke 
Cuz I spend it all on homies this is really how i cope 

bite to bone
eye to pain
bite to bone
eye to pain

CR | FENRIR, MUGXTSU & NAVVVI (prod. XtRaOrDiNaRxx.x)

gothicketchup.

Swallowing Centipedes

Istasha The Scrub - IBEX

Doused down the cast
Match and light it up
Hidden down your sleeve
Bet you don't believe
Grieving when i interrupt
Aroused by the shit that you've seen
Like it's nicotine
Pressure building boiling point is reaching
Gambling like you're dreaming

Stakes so high they're subliminal
I can mimic the ritual
Hit the limit
I get it that's just a gimmick

But the clocks ticking
Ringing my headache is on the brink
I'm might have said it between the lines if you read it
But bitch illiterate

Down and swing around
But where's your hammer now?
Unless you coming out the cloud with a frown
Now your face at the base of my d*ck
Personalities evasive
Covered up and never traced outside their base

Doused down the cast
Match and light it up
Hidden down your sleeve
Bet you don't believe
Grieving when i interrupt
Aroused by the shit that you've seen
Like it's nicotine
Pressure building boiling point is reaching
Gambling like you're dreaming

Damned on your back
Bitch you bout to get it again
Ascend when i bring it up a level
Like i never saw the pain of my supression
When you're coming out the chains

Bringing out the panic
Schizo-motherfuckin-frenic
Folded back and laced in venom
Where is my mind?

Down and swing around
But where's your hammer now?
Unless you coming out the cloud with a frown
Now your face at the base of my d*ck
Personalities evasive
Covered up and never traced outside their base

Pieced together like a cheap pair of pants [Prod. Istasha]

Best scream in the game @mugetsu117

Lyrics:
MUGXTSU

Crawling in the darkness
Deeper in the fire
Swimming in a pool of blood
Venturing in the forest of the damned

Am I gonna die here
Fuck
Am I gonna lie here forever

This place is worst than hell itself
Just breathing is exhausting has I'm just trying to live
The only thing you can see is yourself getting buried
What am I supposed to do ?
What am I supposed to do ?
I can feel my body burning through these flames.
I can feel my soul getting crushed into pieces.

Crawling in the darkness
Deeper in the fire
Swimming in a pool of blood
Venturing in the forest of the damned

Am I gonna die here  ?
Fuck,
Am I gonna lie here forever.
Am I gonna die here  ?
Fuck,
Am I gonna lie here forever.

Where the fuck am I supposed to go
When your life is destroyed
There's nothing that hold me anywhere

MY SKETCHY ASS
Border line and counting fines
Yet never get a dime
See me get the shorter straw 
But catch your pockets filling up with dollars
Not important 
Bloody garments and you cry in the dark back picking them pockets to get your cut

When the parody's heresy get you buried in Beverly hills
Though your pissing is bringing out the smell of vinegar 
The ringing in my head
The siren banging barley cynical
A buck back quick's epidemic and fucking sick of itching

Got scrubs round my table fold back and no vision
Rattle silver ware i settle back and let you fucking listen
Keep a nice sharp blade in the back of the kitchen
Cellophane to wrap it unpack it
Locate your god hes missing
On the cabinet happens to be your past afflictions
Buried in the mind within your fingers under wrong conditions
I got plenty of rounds i dont need your ammunition
Notified but pleased that you probably gon be fucking this up

Damned to stay inside the nightmare fog FT. MUGXTSU [Prod. Istasha]

Shoutout @nastiitaxii for killing this.

Lyrics:
String tight strapped and snapping off 
Now resting eyes in azure thoughts 
Assured in surface 
Station dock 
Refill insurance serviced trailing curtains 

Gilled fucks stuck inside their refuge over nothing 
Mesh will never bend pressure from a obsession over gas

Got a bag full of bricks
Sleeve leaking all but tricks 
Take another level back
As style displayed as displacement inside the dashcam 
Screen a schema
Now a breed of vacant essence 
Self assessment Need a task/hand? 
Bleeding for a second 

Stomped out 
Strong doubt 
Scout wrong nets when your brought down
Crack rot stretch In the caravan 
Left into wretch 
Carry acts in gown

Na$tii:
I can feel the fucking
blood clotting up under my skin
I beg to let it flow 

I grab the fucking razor 
as I feel the rust catch on my throat

I don’t have the fucking patience 
for this steel under my coat 
You pussy bitch 
you fucking shaking when I let it blow 

penetrated by the fucking isolation 
straining on my iris 
just to focus on what I created 

I don’t give a fuck 
my god annihilated everything
I held in sacred naked and I’m wasted body bloated from asphyxiation 

let me rot 
let me fade 
let me get away 

let me say all of the names who can't speak to my face

let me clot 
lemme cut 
let my razor swang

let my cut out my regrets they fucking drip away

I got problems
I don’t know why I can’t stop it
I ain’t mean to fucking do it but I did it with no problem Ay

I got problems all I hear is fucking nonsense
I be screaming I be puking I be blacking out unconscious Ay

In A Sea Of Razors Ft.Na$tii [Prod. Istasha]

Produced by @wasbeatz
Art by @wasbeatz

[LYRICS]

Sometime when I try to open my eyes wide.
I think of what it is under my bed.

///////////////////////////////////////

Oh, Under The Pillow.
Sleeping beneath your head.

SLEEPING UNDER YOUR HEAD

Crawling under your bed, there a fucking monster.
Within you, inside your head, there's nothing left.
Nothing left ? What the fuck, your actually empty.
Get purged. Get purged right now.
I don't know want you dream's about but you're sure to not get out.

Bring me your life and I will find you solace.
No more need to suffer.
Crawling under your bed, there a fucking monster.
Within you, inside your head, there's nothing left.

Nothing left, what that fuck you're actually ...
Nothing left.
Nothing left, what that fuck you're actually EMPTY.

Bring me your life and I will find you solace.
No more need to suffer.
Crawling under your bed, there a fucking monster.
Within you, inside your head, there's nothing left.

Crawling under your bed, there a fucking monster.
Within you, inside your head, there's nothing left.
Nothing left ? What the fuck, your actually empty.
Get purged. Get purged right now.

UNDER THE PILLOW [prod. w a s]

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

Produced by @wasbeatz
Featuring @distortionthe1
Art by @wasbeatz

[LYRICS]

(MUGXTSU)
Here's the time to be well and alive.
Feel the cry of those who're meant to die.

(LORD DISTORTION)
Pussy on a pedastol, I got cash and drugs on top of mine 
got nothing, for a bitch who wanna waste all of time 

(MUGXTSU)
Hear my mind.

(LORD DISTORTION)
Edge of blocks, 
Take several shots 
That bitch is very 
Set to rot
They Crushing rocks
We got the stock 
They Writhing up against the wall 

(LORD DISTORTION)
Leave life, now he looking for the exit 
See stars and he thinks he got a message 
I see the way that you be thinking is a separate 
Placebo really got this dude to think he blessed 

(some shoutouts for the boys)

(MUGXTSU)
To the far, fucking end, of my life, oh my son...
I WON'T WAIT FOR YOU.
Till the edge, till the hell, till you die, oh my son...
I WONT' PRAY FOR YOU.

(LORD DISTORTION)
To the void, to the fringe, to the end, of patience 
I WON'T WAIT LONG
Gotta life, to fulfill, you got  life, to embrace it, 
GET IT ALL WRONG

(MUGXTSU)
Now we leave and now you stay and die.
Now I live and now you choke and crash.

(LORD DISTORTION)
Junkie life that bitch will get a rash
Got the needles hiding in her bag

(MUGXTSU)
Now we leave and now you stay and die.
Now I live and now you choke and crash.

(BOY YOU'RE WRONG WHAT THE FUCK IS TAKING YOU SO LONG)

(MUGXTSU)
Who are you, to pissed off like this.

(LORD DISTORTION)
I got  problems with the way that you speak 

(MUGXTSU)
Who are you, to pissed off like this.

(LORD DISTORTION)
I got problems with the way you think

In A Sea Of Razors Ft.Na$tii [Prod. Istasha]

Istasha The Scrub

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