Fix: https://soundcloud.com/cruciifix
Cover Art by Bleach

FENRIR

Locked Down FT Fix

Features: https://soundcloud.com/twentythree777
https://soundcloud.com/sulphofficial
Cover: https://www.instagram.com/osdbleach/

SAVE ME

SAVE ME FT TWENTYTHREE & SULPH

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

GRAVEWORLD.TV/LIVE

w/ @istasha & @witchouse40k

mixed/mastered by @33marrow

produced by @istasha

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

Lyrics_


Crystal ball im plain
vain
black blood 
youll be the meth to me im bored to fuck

sightseeing necessities
step up in your gut
fantasies like an oracle 
hypochlorite duct

the bleach stains they drip

well take it back t
to burn their ghosts
white lies so cold like snow
no light no wind
tight rope
walk aimlessly on vacant streets no place i call home

taint the waters and go pierce the veil
in black garden of gallows when pet snails invade
youll be the map to my grave when you provide the direction 
i never did know
into fire
youre watching me burn till we starve the supply


hook again nerds

Shedding Aiko

written & performed by fxckjamie
produced by wadjet
cover art by fxckjamie

(Lyrics)

Yeah I’m still a fucking dead man 
Walk around your block, no emotion I be deadpanned
I’m a killer, see my red hand
Throw you in the river, til you wash up on the wet sand
Ain’t no secret im a sinner
(I’m a sinner)
No redemption, not a glimmer
(Not a glimmer)
Lost cause to the grave
Never want to be saved
There’s no coming back ‘cause now I’m too depraved 

Here to fuck up again 
I can’t be defeated I’m a god among men 
Doing what I intend
Aint no interfering with me that’s a dead end

All that talk’s a waste
Simply toxic waste
and I wrecked all my bridges 
no respect for these bitches
Need a check just to finish 
like damn

Always talking like they made it
Half the fucking scene’s simply full of imitation 
Why we still up on the same shit?
Yeah I swear god, I’ve been loosing all my patience 
I wasn’t planning on this song
wasn’t til wadjet sent the beat I’m on
I Didn’t think it’d be long
Until I drop dead but shit I guess I was wrong

[Outro]

( Here to fuck up again
All that talk’s waste
Simply toxic waste )

HEMOPHILIA (PART 2) [PROD. WADJET]

stream/download: https://symphony.to/ethan-ross/dontrepeatthistoanyone-single

Don'tRepeatThisToAnyone

stream/download

DontRepeatThisToAnyone (w/ Istasha)

Stream: https://hypeddit.com/nikkoistasha/fullbody
@istasha

Lyrics:

[NIKKO]
All I need is one shotta
One shotta
Boy, I’m taking one shot 
And I could pop up leave your partner dead
Stick like a broom moppa
Turn to pasta any bastards head
Heard it go boom blaka
Light your block up 
Oughta stay in bed

Feels like the moons talking to me 
Moon walking to this bread 
Not in the mood for no fuckin swoon, chicken headed bitches trynna say they got no bodies 
I doubt it 
Everybody heard of me baby and they know bout my body 
I’m bout it 
Like why you barkin out a V ?
If you ain’t pussy hop out it
I been waiting for a reason to get real fucking violent 
I’m worldwide up now 
In the sky just like God 
I said anybody steppin to it is a fade 
Fuck it rip the head off him 
Cut the legs off him 
Leave him dead 
I heard you fed 
Watch me put a red dot up on your brain 
I’m using lead 
This is not a bread crumb this is a stain 
We not the same 
You the type to act tough I really swing

On-on-one shotta, one shotta 
Boy, I’m taking one shot 
And I could pop up leave your partner dead
Stick like a broom moppa
Turn to pasta any bastards head
Heard it go boom blaka
Light your block up 
Oughta stay in bed

[ Istasha ]
Look at you 
Acting up 
Focus your energy on the rot 
Going down 
I’m Decayed 
No sleep 
On repeat what i main 
Grey 
Look at you 
Acting up 
Focus your energy on the rot
Better off ending my days Independent
Then bending to pressure with teeth 
Don’t blink 
Shut shut 
Optics 
Cut out like weeds 
I Carve em out 
Got tech 
No strings
Duck duck 
Shots down 
No wings I keep on falling out
Everything I take 
Outside my means
Sever the veins
I got my hands they feed 
Cover the pale light 
I’m up 
Taking the weight off my nog 
Now could you let my hand

[NIKKO]
Step out and get collected like it’s Pokémon 
You really dead where you stand if you owe me sum
And if this blade hit his face then his vest mean nothin 
I got a full body tec with a percussion drum 
Give you concussion son 
I bet this blast will make him cough all his cash up 
Always need a lil band in my pocket 
Watchin need to stop it 
Hundred grand on the dotted 
Sign it for me to walk in 
They like damn NIKKO poppin and locking the way he cock it 
Do a dance when he caught it 
Wobble and then he drop dead

Istasha x TWENTYTHREE - Not for escaping a nightmare

Istasha The Scrub