Istasha x TWENTYTHREE Wrong Step!

IG: https://www.instagram.com/shade666apollo/ x https://www.instagram.com/oniincteam/


W/ @oniinc
Prod. @clipthat
Mixed & Mastered by @xstitchmusic
Cover Art by https://www.instagram.com/whoismuski/

Lyrics:
Straight from my brain to the blood on the page
The only way I can channel all my rage
The one thing that nothing or no one can change
This shit is the reason I've not gone insane

Straight from my brain to the blood on the page
The only way I can channel all my rage
The one thing that nothing or no one can change
This shit is the reason I've not gone insane

Straight from my brain to the blood on the page
The only way I can channel all my rage
The one thing that nothing or no one can change
This shit is the reason I've not gone insane

Straight from my brain to the blood on the page
The only way I can channel all my rage
The one thing that nothing or no one can change
This shit is the reason I've not gone insane

Wait, let me rephrase
'Cause I know I am quite crazed
Without this, I'd convert the earth into a mass grave
Make it look like the place that I stay
Where the darkness and the fog be
Silent Hill, where things are quite strange
Still won't hesitate to chop you up like sushi, karate
Stab you in the chest, I'mma heartache
Ghosts all in my head and they haunt me
My demons they want me to partake
In evil deeds, they tellin' me
That I am the shadow deity
And any opposition must D-I-E
So try to stop me, you'll RIP
Courtesy of S-H-A-D-E
A-P-O-double-L-O
Everything you wish you could be
I am the monster lurkin' underneath your bed
While you're in a cold sweat, shiverin' in your sheets
I stay runnin' shit when my feet bleed
You bitch and moan like oh, poor me
But don't do shit to change a damn thing
And me, I rose from Hell
Came up from the grave
The asylum itself is what drove me insane
You called me crazy for tryna escape
I hopped the gates, now you wait and decay
As I invade your brain with my music
And use it to summon the dead from their graves
Lock myself inside of the booth
Use the blood of the ones who hate
To free my mind from the cage

Lock me up inside the dirt
Gothic bitches, make 'em hurt
Gettin' wet, I make 'em squirt
Love what I do, don't feel like work
Know my worth
Know my place
Never takin' second
I set the pace
I set the rules
HTML Rulez d00d
I am a shark pit boss
Fists on NOS
Who you don't cross
Always online so I'm never on pause
Animated life like a 4D KAWS
You don't fight for shit
You a rebel, no cause
Bitch suck my dick
Use my pubes as floss
Said she a vegan so my salad, she toss
Always beat it right, just like a joint from WAS
You can't handle this demon
Swallow my semen
Got no hardware but I'm always gleamin'
Always beamin'
ONI season
I came here to kill and I'm all outta reason

I'm Afraid This Isn't Red Ink

Spotify | Apple Music

I'm Afraid This Isn't Red Ink w/ ONI INC. (Prod. CL!PPED)

NUUTELLA: @nuutella-svo
Saliva Grey: @salivagrey

Produced by: @ k4stetbeats
Mixed n’ Mastered by: @lilyagi-verystrange
Art by: @ dailynapkins

Lyrics:

Crack the dome
I brutalize till I see your frontal lobe
Eat the flesh
I season the meat with some chupa hueso
Fuck my soul I don't wanna clock in tomorrow for work
Rather rip your skin apart like I reside in candle cove

Crack the dome
I brutalize till I see your frontal lobe
Eat the flesh
I season the meat with some chupa hueso
Fuck my soul I don't wanna clock in tomorrow for work
Rather rip your skin apart like I reside in candle cove

She like it when I drool when im inside her fallopian
You say your in your days I don't give a shit sit on my face
Let it rain
I wanna drink blood and get that rust taste
And if she got a mood I go to the store for Ferrero Rocher
Im a nasty muthafucker don't care if my hands dirty
Mutilate the guts, twist my tongue until I pop cherry
As I eat the broad, she starts to cry but I don't show mercy
When im finished with your walls im gonna look alike Carrie

Crack the dome
I brutalize till I see your frontal lobe
Eat the flesh
I season the meat with some chupa hueso
Fuck my soul I don't wanna clock in tomorrow for work
Rather rip your skin apart like I reside in candle cove

Crack the dome
I brutalize till I see your frontal lobe
Eat the flesh
I season the meat with some chupa hueso
Fuck my soul I don't wanna clock in tomorrow for work
Rather rip your skin apart like I reside in candle cove

Chomping on yo flesh I think I might need me some floss
Tissue and marrow is on my plate covered in sauce
My esophagus is filled up with yo ligaments
Biome of my gut is made from nothing but yo hearts
Cutthroat really wanna cut on yo face
Cum hoe really wanna nut in yo face
Slut hole really my favorite place
In a maze of the glaze imma ejaculate
I spray on the mothers and daughters aye
I never let a hoe bother me
Rippin a pound weed
Rippin thru galaxies head to Uranus and sodomy

Spit it I live it and don't lack
Getting the figures and that pack
Nut got the sim and now you cannot call pigs
and we taking you off the grid ain't going back
Spit it I live it and don't lack
Getting the figures and that pack
Nut got the sim and now you cannot call pigs
and we taking you off the grid ain't going back

Chomping on yo flesh I think I might need me some floss
Tissue and marrow is on my plate covered in sauce
My esophagus is filled up with yo ligaments
Biome of my gut is made from nothing but yo hearts
Cutthroat really wanna cut on yo face
Cum hoe really wanna nut in yo face
Slut hole really my favorite place
In a maze of the glaze imma ejaculate
I spray on the mothers and daughters aye
I never let a hoe bother me
Rippin a pound weed
Rippin thru galaxies head to Uranus and sodomy

Wall of Flesh (ft. Saliva Grey) [prod. K4STET]

GLASS TEETH

prod. istasha

LYRICS:

TWENTYTHREE:

Leave the head at feet of a tree, no need for it now 
I believe what I’ve seen 
Face in the leaves, so I wait for defeat, 
I’m a mess at the best won’t reach what I seek 
I’ve been out of pocket for a minute 
fall for it first, buck shot if they winning 
Don’t wake, imma die before I finish
No detox, down in the dirt and stay missing 

New stains on a pistol grip 
Follow me I know where we both won’t slip 
Bitch, new blade, this a house made shiv 
Running out of place and I pray I don’t trip 
For a minute, till I’m back down 
No brain in the last round
Stay awake, new stage for the hand out 
Chains hangin’ in the way of a packed crowd
I’m a lost cause, full frame on the flat ground

Fall back, no false track, reload until I fall flat 
Stay on that, all combat, they talking just to stall facts 

ISTASHA:
Dead but I pay no fare
Hopping on boat like I just don’t care 
Stay swimming in the river 
One taste don’t dare
Never waste away 
On my grave, I swear

I don’t mean to paint you up in any way
You feed the pain
Your colours gonna fade
Like gradients 
Your mind away like it’s awol 

Leaves that froze on my skin never grow 
Canine teeth 
Grab the throat up to my neck 
Fill the rope

TWENTYTHREE X ISTASHA - GLASS TEETH

Istasha x outsiderX - Gene Mods (Prod. Istasha)

Istasha x Sect Unit - New Strings (prod. Istasha)

Halloween (ft. do not resurrect)

GRAVEWORLD.TV/LIVE

w/ @istasha & @witchouse40k

mixed/mastered by @33marrow

produced by @istasha

TWENTYTHREE x ISTASHA x WITCHOUSE 40K - GRAVEWORLD.TV/LIVE

@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)

Istasha x TWENTYTHREE - Not for escaping a nightmare

RTX ENIGMA - SOLACE

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Istasha The Scrub