ghostofblu + some others

It is just how it is.
feat: @xatashi

prod: @sweatshirty & @frxsttt

BULLPUP W/ XATASHI [PROD. SWEATSHIRTY & FROSTTT]

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)

Swallowing Centipedes

Istasha The Scrub - IBEX

DJ_TYLERSPLIT - feat. DJ Jamal SMITH - All eyes on you (Hyde remix)

GHOSTOFBLU - Lost (prod. LVNDMINE) [GHOSTOFBLU VOCAL CHALLENGE WINNER !  ]

One track from the album 
*Temporary Artwork
Lyrics:
Aim at the cap
Wheels set to break and they crack 
Hollowed in signs of the traces 
Gears block out black velvet cross tied laces 
To tainted to count 
Lay me down buried in doubt 
Unit cell sign out in time 
Displayed in sight sought out replacement

Fuck with no brain anesthetic 
At the mat ward 
Ripping out strains of umbilical 
Cracking of snails in the womb 
In acetic combustion 
Open the branch 
On the move like 
Ducking all leech and disease 
like speech In debris 
Stop limbs from development 
Fan the hammer 
Like banish it 
Panorama the drama scene 
Open Ended appear in impaired identity 

Thought detained and engage it
Hundred sum blank open pages 
Write out 
Slay innovation 
Hanger a cattle abortion 
Ended the track 
On the stain 
Again at it like a 
Practice day on vacation 
Fuckwit on phase inhalation 
Useless air to breathe in despair 
Drunk on greed when they seethe in their cages 

Nascently succumb 
Revert them back where they're from 
Tasteless trees don't grow 
But they branch off 
Twigs into kindle 
And burning in their sack 
Taken back 
And evap 
In the steps 
To begin it like a reverend 
Got them safe and sound from the doom 
Fuck failsafe shift when done in

Spill [Prod. Istasha]

Lyrics:
Lose vital mass the by the pounds 
Surpass, stay uncrowned that's my state 
Water my soil when I'm drowned 
Bleed into place hold my weight 

State your input like you haven't had enough
Fuck with the image 
Or fetish 
Shot into meaning 
And vanish off

Gripped up
Handed like fingers 
Won't print it up 
Enter maiming like it's the cut 

Truck load race down 
Dropping it over top end to elevate 
All of the validate agents that navigate 
To sate 
The vein 

Faulted target crashing an interface 
Over saturated 
Oscillation levels that never sedate the parasite

Beta Amyloid (with PAPA SLEEP) [Prod. Istasha]

Lyrics:
Taken the strait off
Lychantrope battery 
added 
The acid 
The pattern implied 

Printed mechanics 
Synthetic ceramic 
Abatic and limp with the strides 

Letting the weight off
Step on the scale of umbrella surveillance 
Stigmatic in takes 
Clogged up
Fuck a fiber prosthetic 
In stock 
And signing out the cage

Get em running backwards
Step back in the cage 
System dumping shits 
Still on my name 

Slither round a bitch
Done 
Burn bridges 
Okay 

Cold beat 
But it's fuck snakes 

[MUGXTSU]:

Fuck a plan 
I was sentenced off of the grid 
Up in my zip lock bag
When did I get this affection 
No solid grip around the flag 
And no banners had

The rusty tag of prints 
I can't read 
In sea of dust in the seams
With all the functions

Go rest up 
sleeping now 
Wanna long for something new 
I don't reset 
I've lost
My drive

Irradiated Air Particles (with MUGXTSU)[Prod. Istasha]

Lyrics:

Imitate 
On the map 
Adequate 
On the paper in the gap 
And reaping what you animate 
Level my tracks 
Double take 
Take it back 
All to see where the seams overlap

Imitate on the map 
Adequate 
Under print all black 
All to pass into veins 
Level my tracks 
Double take 
Take it back 
Take a rat
Understand that the charity's capped 

Dig into the pack 
Enter surgeon 
to suture up vermins 
Evacuate on out to see you black out 
Detergent 
To turn into flat taxidermy 
You lack oil 
The engines are burnt out 
The turmoil

Fuck all the pelt 
This is the skin on the belt 
Another vision impaired 
Split the eyes out the shell 
No situation enough 
Through the veil 
Undercoat blackened to track out the vacuum 

Double vision all for the methane 
Don't wish a change of my name 
Television headed to disclaim 
Broadcasts shit 
Shame 
No pardon 

Nylon ripping out your ends 
Sending polyamide strains
That you depend on for guidance 
All disdain
NyQuil processed brain 

Alleyway narcotica 
Prescription of blame 
Blind the border 
No frame 
Still Encrypted
towel torture reaping the face 
Blind 
Contorted 
Spit the water out the board
Black chord awarded from the 
Cognile diss as the wax crowns 
Dripping down the plastic 
Recon the background 
Pass out 
Ash out
Glass out the lash frown 
Wishing for a fast drown 
Slip out the 
Back end elastic

Double vision seems to finish 
Marble pictures 
Splitting state of issues 
No obstruct 
Two faced missions all get fucked 

Nylon ripping out your ends 
Sending polyamide
Strains
That you depend on for guidance 
All disdain
NyQuil processed brain

Small Compounds Passing The Blood Brain Barrier [Prod. Istasha]

[Intro]
A-a-ayy!
What?

[Verse]
What makes you think you can
Walk all over me?
It’s that time again
Time to make another
Motherfucker see
You’re out of your depth
You struggle to keep
Your tabs on the best
So I don’t no fucking
Bulletproof vest

Coming through
Not another word
From you is needed
Open your mouth
And be sure
You’ll have no fucking teeth left
Bite your tongue
Not another word
From you is needed
Open your mouth
And be sure
I’ll leave you fucking speechless

[Pre-Chorus]
Ain’t no one tryna get a
Tighter grip around my neck
I can feel your breath
Condensing down my back
Are you under the impression
You’ve still got the upper hand?
You see I disagree I’ll put you
In this bodybag I kept for you
When I got the message
You were coming
Don’t think you’ll get to
See it though I know you’re already running
Fuck you, fuck your life
Fuck your visions, fuck your pride
You know I’ll strip it all away
When you eventually arrive so

[Chorus]
Die motherfucker!
Die motherfucker, die!
I’m all choked up but I hate that you’re the reason why I
Cry like a baby, cry like a baby, cry
Wipe away my tears so I can see who I’m killing tonight

Die motherfucker!
Die motherfucker, die!
I’m all choked up but I hate that you’re the reason why I
Cry like a baby, cry like a baby, cry
Wipe away my tears so I can see who I’m killing tonight

GHOSTOFBLU - D.I.E [PROD. STVRFIRE]

Raging alcoholism type track. 
@c3of
@lvstforpain
@ventingpalace
prod @wyntyr
Art @c3of @ventingpalace

[LORD DISTORTION]
Fuck an opp
Head leaking throw the molotov
Saw it off
Pussy pull up and he falling off
Fuck your set
Tuck that semi with the hover jet
Bus it then
Flip that product boutta come again

Lethalist weapon I'm trippin not seeing direction
Its Feverish dreams in a separate dimension
Firvilous figure that pistol go screeching its endless
Get left in the river so seeping and wetted

I whip out the beam and its ended
I sell to fiends in the section
Fuck with the piece with the weapon
I pop a bean to forget it

wanna come up at the set
Spaz go bussin instead
that mag blow bodies in check
Got your girl in the bottomless depths

[PAPA SLEEP]
Break in your house and I kick in your head
Sipping that dirty sipping that fluoride
Pigs pull me over I know that a cop died

I'm boutta bust
You bite the dust
Rip off the crust
No one to trust

Too much testorone blow out your veins
Play dead like a possum you all the same
You boutta blow like the drum in your mouth
You got that poor taste irony sweeter than sorbet

Baseball bat to the head we be playing blood sports
Dirty stick I pick it up right up off the ground
You so greasy cant get bound down
Bounce out
Ain't about the Gaza watch your luck run out
better getting to running now

[LVST]
ay ay

pull to yo block with the k

tucking the 40 right next to the blade

blade to yo face if you throwing that shade

ahhhhh

why are u pussys still sippin on lean

yall a clone of the image dont copy the team

heroin needles bitch i am a feen

epidermic king but im still lookin clean

plenty green
on the scene
with a beam
at yo spleen
russian cream
with the kush
wait she gotta bush
she talking to much had to tell her to sush
plot the 11 like reagan and bush

pussy so pink like strawberry crush
you be making no bands man u blow it and flush
stomp your head till u purple and turned into mush
u dont know bout my limits till all of them pushed

[VENTING PALACE]
I'M KICKIN THE BUCKET BITCH FUCK THIS
I NEED A NYMPHO WHO LOCKS LIPS
YOU AND YOUR OTHER STAY SMOKIN' THAT CAT PISS
RUN UP ON THE SET YOU GET PRICKED LIKE A CACTUS

TIP TOEING
SNEAK DISSIN'
DABBIN' UP
SOME LIVE RESIN
QUIT BITCHIN'
THE RAP GAME IS MY MISSION
YOUR FLOWS LAME
AIN'T CREATIVE
YOU BETTER GET BETTER
BEFORE WE TAKE OVER BOY
WHY ARE YOU FLEXIN
YOUR MUSCLES LOOK FRAGILE BOY
I KEEP A KNIFE IN MY CORDUROYS
JUST IN CASE ANYONE LACKIN JOY

GAZA GAZA
GAZA GAZA
FUCK HIS HEAD UP
GAZA GAZA
GAZA GAZA
FUCK HIS HEAD UP

GAZA 2500 w/ SAINT SLEEP, LVST, VENTING PALACE [PROD. LUCY WYNTERS]

GHOSTOFBLU - MORE TO GIVE W/ TWENTYTHREE [PROD. ISTASHA]

PROD. DEVILJIN (CHANNEL FOR BEATS AND SIDEPROJECTS PRODUCED BY MYSELF) @DEPTHSTRIDA2

FEATURING @GHOSTOFBLU

ART BY @C3OF

@ABYSSALSOUNDSFR


RUN UP ON HIS ASS
I CAUGHT A MOTHERFUCKER LACKING
SHOVE MY KNEE UP  IN HIS SPINE
GET READY FOR SOME ACTION
THIS IS AINT THE UFC SO WATCH OUT WHO U MESS WITH
STRIDA WALKING WINNER POSE I MOVE BRICKS LIKE ITS TETRIS

IT IS FUCK YOUR CLIQUE
IT IS MERCENARIES IN THIS BITCH
SO BETTER WATCH OUT WHO YOU MESSING WITH
ONE FLOW AND YOUR GIRL GETS WET


IM DRIVING THROUGH THE CITY GOT MY TRUNK FULL OF DOPE BITCH
PULL UP WITH THE MERCENARIES NOW U LOOKING HOPELESS
I JUST NEED THE ANTIDOTE CAUSE I CANT KEEP THE FOCUS
CRASH INTO THE BRIDGE AND FUCK THE ENGINE OF MY LOTUS

FUCK IM A GOD
I PULL UP YALL IN SHOCK
"DEVILJIN WHAT THE FUCK"
AY SHOW ME WHAT U GOT

AY THE  FIST LIGHT A SPARK
BLACK BLOOD PUMP THRU MY HEART
NOW YOU DONE ACTING HARD
A MISHIMA FROM THE START


LYRICS GOB FOLLOWING

Irradiated Air Particles (with MUGXTSU)[Prod. Istasha]

Istasha The Scrub

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