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trippy shit

high content symphony 2

Fuckin bangers II

Istasha's hype songs

lit asf 7

Istasha The Scrub

Lyrics:

24 shots 
Down a buck
Shitfaced and then repeat
On my circadian crutch no adrenaline 

Venison Lunch 
Full,Fuck
Belly button punch out 
The way I’m soaking in my drip just like a towel 

Hold up, I got a thread that you can never follow 
I keep it red and sweet for Gretel gotta get a collar 
Just do it, Dot and with a dash I’m a like a semicolon
Oh my god, I’m swimming in the river when my thread is cut off 

Fuck im Sinking down just like a truck 
Cut bands Gnaw 
Great, Unstuck 

Fuck,I got my dentist in a rot 

Gottta bite Gold Chains 
Out of luck

Like a rat 
Turning back 
When the pesticides hitting me like a bat 

Out the park 
Writing bars, No way that I’m in it I’m better sending my regards 

The way I sit; Like my seats electric 
I’m a a Best Buy filling my cart up with anything that’s rejected 
Never cold feet, when the shames on repeat
I got entropy added
ad there No benefit 
at peace so breathe

When Your Son Is Venison

Lyrucs:

Cart filled loud to the brim 
Back bent from the weight 
Feel the silence like a brick to the head 

Stay sickle like a spine on trial 
When I’m Giles Old Corey keep it silent 
No fentanyl 

40 rocks, More weight, I’m might vomit 
Call me monetary gain, im a prophet
Save face, No shame, No stopping, No capping 
My retina, blank 
Stay blocking up 

Swing wide, go side 
Never age, Soul side 
Rewind, Benjamin 
Overtime, Dolls eye

Could vision, No flash 
But I’m full blind 
Overclock shifting No crash And I’m all fine 

Cart filled loud to the brim 
Back bent from the weight 
Feel the silence like a trail of a witch 
Shit 

Feel lost 
Crow pack, Have my teeth picked 
Let em come back with the tides and I’m sea sick 

If I’m ever losing touch 
I’m out the back 
K.O

Cannot keep on taking shot 
Crack 
Sarajevo

Phantom pains is all I got 
Block 
Bodies in the gutter 
Cup of rot 
Duck thots 
Bye buttercup 

In the background 
Split me like a wing 
Huh 

Manufacture up 
Worship anything 
huh 

Getting dragged down 
Went in that thing 
Black hole 
Succ
Turn into a coiled up spring 

Go
Red light 
I’ll intersect that spot 

Call me six 
How I’m sensing the plot

The Heat From The Sun Is No

Lyrics:

Blacked out 
blank
dead nights out of function
tagged out chasing my hologram hella anxious
death disguised every night counting damn sheep
out of vice sounding like screeches
not a banshee

she a bad one
tango with her aim
gon erode, cut the rope but it stainless
like a flat tire, running on a frame
paint the walls til theyre facts, im a slave


i take a dig i take a second
wasted shift inadequate days i need a decade
i take a fix but it defective
just a whiff, hurting my sense i need a severance

heavenly ever since i reset
i could power up
elevate like amphetamines
i dont mix it up
pedigree
got that waste i could wither i need the kerosene quickly
light up the house but its dripping
call my supply the pacific, you see its vacant

Blacked out 
blank
dead nights out of function
tagged out chasing my hologram hella anxious
death disguised every night counting damn sheep
out of vice sounding like screeches
not a banshee

she a bad one
tango with her aim
gon erode, cut the rope but it stainless
like a flat tire, running on a frame
paint the walls til theyre facts, im a slave

Bungo Worm Dance Party [Prod. Istasha]

Lyrics:

Under trees i could lay 
No shade 
I feel like Apollo But i feel no Pain 
Prolly im a dummy, No mannequinn 
But i cannot  shift anything 
On the minute I could change my Name 

No
Witch that could phase my brain 
Back with the shakels strapped, Untamed 

All up in the cut Like it’s bad blood 
Buds are bad crop 
Brain rot, Like I got bad Strain

Ghost 
Leave the scene 
Go burrow down in debris 
No control 
No receipt 
No buy back 
Drift with the leaves 
In my hell 
Forty feet 
No cover deep under sea
Never sleep
Leave my face 
Live in my space I paint opaque

Ice cold, Bitten like revved up pit bull 
I go hidden, Like a Debt never payed full 
Hollowed face stay marked no Sigil 
I could play my part  no vigil
Hooked up Taken by the breath like a dead bug 
With the baggage I’m a vet On the red rug 
Hall of fame lay tame 
Residual 
Sever connections 
Affection
Forget em all

Squishy Caterpillars Riding On Bullets [Prod. Istasha]

Darwin's House Of Second Chances

bb No BooBoo

Captions Are Automatically Generated

gothicketchup.

The Forever Story

Crack Sandwich

Cellcast

Sadfriendd:
Aye, bitch you love to hate
And every time I fuckin' do it bitch you know that it's great
Think you chillin' with the gang but couldn't carry your weight
A year from now, nobody will remember your face
(I'm a rude boy)
If you talk to us, shut up
Open your mouth in my presence, get done up
Wings made of wax, you gon' fall off that come up

Sinizter:
(Aye, Aye)
(LET'S GO)

‘Bout time they gon put me in the spotlight
Rappers doin’ all that talkin’ but I’m all bite
Always sayin’ that we the same but we not alike
Get the fuck up out my face I’m ‘bout take flight

Xenomorphic when I’m spittin’ bitch it’s acid
I be choppin’ up the flows you know it’s rapid
When I spark up start a fire, straight gas and…
When I heard you on your new track, flaccid

Ain’t no stoppin’ bitch I’m all up in my prime time
Done more than they will up in they lifetime 
Peep the bio you can check up on the timeline
Always been against the grain, ain’t no lifeline

One more time, baby hit me!
Know I’m cuttin’ people off that ain’t with me!
Thinkin’ that you gonna stop me better kill me!
Another day, another dollar, doin’ big things!

Bitch I always elevate
Godlike level, seal your fate
Downin’ bottles, your escape
Kill the game, I decimate

Bitch I always elevate
Godlike level, seal your fate
Kill the game, I decimate

SPOTIFY

Sinizter x Sadfriendd x RAIZHELL-ELEVATE!

prod. by kyrigo

LYRICS

Been about it
They bent the truth 
I’ve been bounded by dense abuse 
I’m surrounded by friends
But few of them know of my debts 
I choose to hold my hopes up
I like the suspense 
Never fold up
My intent was to glow up at your expense 
Still tipping, I’m gripping the rhythm 
Re-living the wickedness   
Still having hard times 
Need all the focus on this shit 
I cannot afford to do all of this part time 
Bitch, I am finding the times do get rough 
But I try to construct a divine use of drugs 
In my mind, run amok on the grind 
I could ride through the rush in the cut 
The fuck? 
Yeah, you got hustle 
But your music sucks 
Yeah, I might struggle 
But I won’t give up 
Need a bitch with a nice bubble butt 
Subtle, but evident
So I could cuddle up and that’s a preference 
Preface this trouble by bursting your bubble
On purpose
I’ll humble you serpents who scuffle
Certainly coupled these words
With a couplet to earn what I covet 
Busted, never mind, fuck it 
I’m disgusted, every line crushes 
Like the grudges 
I’ve been flushing all these drugs quick 
Can’t function with your dumb shit 
Been bunched in with these fuckheads 
I’m always sad, I’ve become stressed 
So tragic, I must sketch  
And rap till I’m struck dead

Time is my ally
Time is my enemy 
Time and time again 
I always tend to forget these things 
All this for the better things 
See what the weather brings 
Like depression 
Pressure and static gets oh so dramatic 

Time is my ally
Time is my enemy 
Time and time again 
I always tend to forget these things 
All this for the better things 
See what the weather brings 
Like depression 
Pressure and static gets oh so dramatic 

Fall on the floor, my heart is torn 
Belong in an ill asylum 
Still beside victims 
I’m feeling violent 
Psilocybin, I feel ignited 
With the diction, instilled through silence 
Don’t make a difference what anyone thinks 
On a mission to fulfill the love that I link 
Sync both the beat and the lyrics 
I dream of a spirit, it seems 
It appears to be weird, yeah I fear it 
I hear it at night 
But I cannot decide 
Try to go sink in these drugs 
Like a deadbeat 
Just let me descend, leave already 
Heavy hearted artist 
Definitely hard 
Ever seemed departed 
Wretched and charred, a target  
I’m destined to starve
And resent the catharsis 
I’ll harvest new hope   
Harping on karma, self harming my soul 
So I have armored my ardor 
To sparkle these flows 
Does it all startle the hoes? 
When I start to expose 
All of the awful
And hostile old comments they wrote 
On the flows hot as tropical coasts 
I’m a chronic impulsive 
Won’t ponder your bullshit 
No time to oppose it, I must stay focused 

Time is my ally
Time is my enemy 
Time and time again 
I always tend to forget these things 
All this for the better things 
See what the weather brings 
Like depression 
Pressure and static gets oh so dramatic 

Time is my ally
Time is my enemy 
Time and time again 
I always tend to forget these things 
All this for the better things 
See what the weather brings 
Like depression 
Pressure and static gets oh so dramatic

AGAINST THE CLØCK

Atxmic-Bxmb.

Jungle Puppy

prod. @hyperverda

LYRICS:

I create, now we getting paid,
Think I need a raise,
Who been selling out,
Next to nothing, what’s the going rate?
Know you’re fake,
Messing with the legend, now you know your fate,
Minutes turn to hours, got the power to obliterate, bitch

What you feeling when you look into my eyes?
You a stupid motherfucker so it’s hard to empathize,
Bearded Legend on the rise,
All my winnings multiply,
They been telling me I’m chosen,
I’m patrolling all the skies,
Whizzing by, Mach 5,
I’ll be breaking through the barriers,
Don’t want you on my team ‘cause I ain’t boutta fucking carry ya,
Try to reach my level but you gotta fucking train,
No more talking, get to walking, learn to lose before you gain, bitch

I create, now we getting paid,
Think I need a raise,
Who been selling out,
Next to nothing, what’s the going rate?
Know you’re fake,
Messing with the legend, now you know your fate,
Minutes turn to hours, got the power to obliterate, bitch

OBLITERATE (PROD. HYPERVERDA)

WAKE UP AND WIN [prod. qabriela]

Parrot Selector

quick song to upload for you guys since I'm on tour right now. Lots more music to come. recorded this in Denton, Tx

EYES ON THE ROAD (FT. NIKOLAI RYA) (PROD. NVTVS)

Superfluous since the first day
Hear the carol of the needle cannot wait
Leech an odyssey of ashtrays
Put a saddle on your back I need a break 

One percent to black 
And then you back into the set 
Hear a snapping the second it conjugated 
Lean the fuck in to your high space 
Faded? okay 
Armed up bandit pull your sleeves and trek in missions 
Need a band to make a renegade of vessels set to mitigate 
See the preacher needs some ayahuasca 
Knocking at your bible Book of psalms, a gaol 
Break open a batch up for your recital 
Wear a tie 
Choke and blackout till your 20/20

Doubted sin 
Disease 
Admission; Snort Cocaine for Jesus 
Zip 
Contagious 
Stay affected like an Alcoholics fetus
At the Everglades and knees deep
Rattle brain into a seizure 
What you want?
Take your bitching 
get baptized until your gone

Snort Cocaine For Jesus [Prod. Istasha]

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:
One brush in a pipe dream 
Blood rush interface heme
Straight mush on the bright screen 
Blindfold when they push 
Leave em 
Loose like disrupt
Bitches see you handcuffed 

Paint unfolded 
Renaissance
Obey em like a bishop 

Pop drop down 
Like a tablet in a Tesla 
Back of the seat and I see the back of a pedestrian

Rise into veins 
Let it travel like the venom
Had it miles into pain 
Like an addict out to get em 
Gassed into place 
Run a motor on the open home 
And stop when no one notice like im deep inside the catacombs 

Fuck my brain 
I need a pickup 
Traces on my breath I supply I need the bitter 

Drown my strain
I need a pickup 
Traces on my breath I supply I need the bitter

All Outta Oil (with DEPTH STRIDA) [Prod. Istasha]

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

An older track i remade and re mixed for the time being as i can't record very frequently anymore. 

Lyrics_

I Contort

read the lyrics to this song carefully 
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inform, speak, donate, support, love ( https://blacklivesmatters.carrd.co/ )

THANKS! <33333333333334333

prod/ https://soundcloud.com/istasha
art/ https://soundcloud.com/lenfantlondon

so i lack the vegetation
and my mental state vacationed
like to see red, see ahead

pull complexion off a home phone
forehead to her little anklebone
she provided from some silicone
actions louder than a megaphone
seeing as speaking on topics and homie was singled & fought it
you see me as a lower, aint that so mythodic.
our purpose is episodic like gin and some fkn tonic
my body bionic.

now they celebrate my lonely life
THIS IS A KNIFE FIGHT
now they celebrate my lovely life
STRAIT FROM THE DEATH'S SCYTH

back off im manic, im simple. i panic.
i freak out when situations all go FRANTIC
manifestation of hurtful with meaning
im far from a feeling. im beneath the ceiling.
im healing.

SHE SEE RED (PROD. ISTASHA)

i am an android

do not forget BLM, just incase your dumb ass forgot
blacklivesmatters.carrd.co/

prod. https://soundcloud.com/istasha
art. https://soundcloud.com/c3of

you paved it on the live
you saved yourself a bind

white boy, think green, like luigi
mini nas but his ex is panini
fuckin loot goblin like wario is greedy
king dedede, dexters deedee, im a meanie (YOU FUCK).
FUNNY HOW SUFFERING WORKS WHEN ITS TAKING A NEW NAME
FEEDING OFF OTHERS YOU OFFER A NEW THANG
POPPING YO BLUE VAIN
i dont want pain but i faint foe stone
redbone,  you stoned, fee fie foe
LOOK AT YOU, DADDY SO DELEGATE
BET YOU JUST A SECOND AWAY FROM CINNAMON, NO?
drinkin my coffee in honor your name
PILLOW BEEN TALKING YOU TAKING A DAME
settle for mourning im seconds with pain
HAVENT YOU WAKEN, ITS PALACE INSANE

this mind the pain to gain wit fame
you dont wanna stake fame to gain a pain
you dont wipe yo ass so stay ya lane
baby this brain way to insane
jump in the flame
sacrifice fame
i've polished shame
against the grain
seen everythang
aint that so intrestang?
WHIPLASH
MUSIC GO FAST
LIFE FLASH
MAKES IT ALL LAST
IM CASH
SWEAR IM FULL MASS
YOU'RE LAST
GREENER AS GRASS

ANDROID (PROD. ISTASHA)

@CoaastGxd - Threnody for My Enemies
Produced, Mixed and Mastered by @netuhbeats
Artwork by @haloblaack

lyrics
Can I get a FUCK YOU from the misfits
Every motherfucking kid who didn't fit in
Picked on
Kicked, stomped cause they different
Thick skin cracks quick if you give in

For every time I had to hear a mother fucker tell me I should just get over it
For any person trynna put up with their parents pushing "Why can't you be sober kid?"
For the innocent exiles who trek miles
Only find holy projectiles
and textiles operations run by some reptiles
A flesh pile stretched into hide for a blessed child
Try to find a place to hide for the next while
The army of the dead has risen
Shits boutta get wild
I'm done apologizing to the apathetic
Get decapitated and I left your fucking head up in the bread aisle

No glocks
Just scythes and a dark horde
Got these kids yelling out to the dark lord
And I aint talking bout the devil
I'm a walking god
I'ma spare the child and spoil you with the fucking rod

I got flows that kill foes
I'm filling the cemetery
and don't stop running
Death comes for the sedentary
The time slows down
Don't panic
Its momentary
You're ten toes down
Froze out in the mortuary


I'm a crazy mother fucker
Swing the blade 
I aim to sunder
Under cover from another lame
They trynna cop my thunder
and I wonder when the rubble overcomes the over/under
On the day we all become a babe to suckle from the mother
Land a boat along the shore so we can forcefully plunder
Openly I'm hoping we can see the end of each other
And when the world falls down will you stand or suffer?
Dead men down cant count numbers

So tonight's the night I light a candle for your family
It cant suffice
I roll the dice against my sanity
Might I try to find a common enemy
I'm the bad guy and this is just a threnody

Threnody for My Enemies

Threnody for My Enemies [Prod. Netuh]

10. Waste (Feat. TWENTYTHREE)

Hypothetically, We All Know Where This Is Going

Packed Out (Prod. Fallen)

muhfucka aint you heard of this it's murder rap 

all social medai : _ak3k_
mix and mastered by @tumaggz

Murder Rap (prod. 5:10)

prod. leshy
mix/master. king yosef

lyrics:

I hear voices follow shadows and they’re bleeding through the wall, still declining conversation got no time for all your calls
Been a slave to my own hope so cut me down until I fall, you’re not about the things you talk so keep it silent no applause 
See I really stayed in the gutter, sever and never withdraw 
We came from the cover with cutters aiming it straight at your jaw 
Silence for any discussions, all of the pain can be yours 
I don’t need that, forget it all never explored

Take me away, scatter my ashes all over the dirt 
No need for names, sever it all and decay with the earth 
Cut em and wait, never the same, watch as it burns 
Know I won’t change, hang up the call it’s all you deserve 
Take me away, scatter my ashes all over the dirt 
No need for names, sever it all and decay with the earth 
Cut em and wait, never the same, watch as it burns 
Know I won’t change, hang up the call it’s all you deserve