istasha

Istasha The Scrub

s7ghost

april 🖤

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

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Benz Truck

Stream

benz truck (prod. smokeasac)

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spotify link : https://open.spotify.com/track/3Pcakjjr2K2wuRqn3k2fOc
produced by vegard
commentary by scroggie jones


lyrics

BONES, ITS THE DEADBOY
BONES, THAT SKINNYWHITEPIMP

WHERES THE TRUTH? SAY IT IN THE BOOTH
DROP BOMBS ON WACK MC'S THATS ACTIN NEW
ITS 1992 HERE WE COME KICKIN DOORS DOWN
SESH COMPOUND BLUNTS LIT BUMPIN MOTOWN
HITEM WITH THE PRO SOUND THEN I GO GHOST
FOREVER IN THE ATTIC HITTIN ALL THE WRONG NOTES
IM THE EYES FLOATIN IN THE DARK JUST AS I EMERGE
YOU KNOW WHO IT IS I DONT GOTTA SAY A WORD

BONES, ITS THE DEADBOY
BONES, THAT SKINNYWHITEPIMP

YEAH THEY KNOW WHO IT IS THIS AND THAT THAT AND THIS
FAUX FUR DRAG BEHIND ME YOU ALREADY KNOW THE BIZ ITS
BONES, LOOK WHO JUST STEPPED IN
THAT SKINNYWHITEPIMP
WHERE DO I BEGIN I BEGAN IN THE LAND THAT WAS FROZEN
SPENT MY TIME HUDDLED AROUND THE FIRE JUST HOPIN
TILL I TURNED 14 THAWED OUT AND NOTICED 
THAT THEY DONT LOCK THE DOORS ON THE CARS AROUND THE CORNER
IF YOU WANNA DETECT ME YOU NEED SOPHISTICATED SONAR
ASH DROP SLOW BUT THE SNOW FALL SLOWER
NEVER HAD THE FUNDS TILL I STRUCK WITH THE SCRAP
YARD FULL OF METAL CROWBAR IN MY BAG

Bones - Resurrection (Prod. by Vegard)

Mixed by: https://soundcloud.com/swamimags

https://soundcloud.com/virtualchrist

https://soundcloud.com/infamousgertrude

lyrics:

MKULTRA

Im the worm man
Crawling in the dirt man
Im the prey for the gods
For the bird man

Not a church man
Still put the work in
I be creeping through the mud
I be lurkin

Got a centerfold
Spread of my insides
Read all about it
See past my disguise

Invite you in for a spin
Let You inside
My brain my mind
As it ignites

Im the motherfuckin man of the hour woo
Bitch im gettin fuckin nasty never shower woo
Fuck bein classy i got acne fuckin foul woo
Bitch i spray dna need a towel woo

Bitch flexing choas emeralds
Blow up in this bitch ephemeral
You just my steeping stool
Smokin on medical
Bitch i was never cool
Never was credible 

Crab People

J TRAUMA

fuck her 2 times then she beg for more
ion even gotta spit wit a metaphor
i'm off medicine and i'm pissed off
cut my wrist off like i cut a bitch off
and my dick soft, you smell like albacore
i won't give a preview of my album, hoe
i ain't even gonna let you see the tracklist
gotta watch my back, shit's gettin too hectic hellacious
i flip like a tech deck bitch i'm tenacious and i kno ya shawty want the D
feel like jack black make it nacho libre
tell ya boyfriend he better watch what he say
trauma undertaker wit a muthafuckin urn
bitch i earned my spot, gotta wait yo turn
feel the burn feel the blister, don't drain the pus out
don't wait to run when the gang come and buss out

PAGEANT QUEEN

I’m a loser I’m a cute motherfucking bitch
walk up in the club im not afraid to fucking sock shit
break a leg I’ll fucking split my skull 
and I don’t wanna live because my life is dull 
I can cry all night but I’m still the hardest
y’all fake as fuck and I’m still the farthest
dead myself and still make it back
I’ll drip in abyss and come out the crack
tuck my boys I don’t give a shit
and I’ll give em love because fuck a bitch
I’m a lost soul and I’ll roam the earth
and I’ll talk my shit till I’m in the dirt
and I resemble that of some broken glass
and I’ve lost myself so I’ll fade to black
thousand things that are wrong with me
and I can hear the voices and they call to me bitch

CRAB PEOPLE - (FEAT. J TRAUMA x PAGEANT QUEEN)

Lyrics:

Unstoppable Demonn Shyt now they droppin like flies
Bitch im already dead so they just flock to my side
Side bitch let out a sigh when ya boy throw up the sign
West side, upside down, now im in the sky

Black knight satellite bitch
Know that ya see me flyin
Shit just sewed myself a sweater using the fabric of time
Fuck time anyway shit just keep yall motherfuckers inebriated
They cant tell if im the messiah or im satan just be patient

I was chillin one day when i teleported into another reality
somebody told me that the form i was in was nothing but a formality
Gotta get back to Andromeda 
Gotta get it before Armageddon 
I gotta do it for the royal family
Bitch i know that you wanna cuff
Take on the form of the beast when I fuck
M-a-n-a came to fuck tha game up
Shit i murder everybody here
Bitch now what? Lil bitch now what?

Unstoppable Demon Shyt

Lyrics:

Let me just show you
Just what i do
Planets will die if i feel i want them to
You really gotta collect yourself, grab all yo shit, get on tha move
Cute bitch in love with me she gimme head like Yakub
Bitch i feel like Yakub
Feel like yakub
My head got way too big now i dont know what to do
Still walk through the void I only care about tha loot
Please give up the loot
Bitch give up the loot
I feel like yakub

Skippin with Both Hands up
feel like George Costanza 
Hoes know that im handsome 
Bitch boy throw a tantrum
Put the "Romance" in "Necromancer" 
I dont answer pathetic pleas
Its still death to enemies
How am i still here 2017? Quick beam up
Bitch eat me up
Ok I see symbols throughout the media
Ok you fuckin up, dont have a chance of beating us
Ok got my own article on wilkipedia
Ok you stupid bitch

Yakub

Lyrics: 

Is it safe?
Nothings ok, i cut off with no delay
Money to be made so ima make it, out tha way
Since i was 6 years old needed my money straight
After i get it im off tha grid rest of my days

Is it safe?
Nothings ok, i cut you off baby with no delay
Money to be made so ima make it, out tha way
Since i was 6 years old needed my money straight
After i get it im off tha grid rest of my days

Woke up this morning didnt wanna get up out of bed 
Im ready. Ready for Armageddon
Steady choppin this dro up - Po up this henny
Anywhere but heres heaven
I fuck around and rip a rift through time and space
Then i fuckin' dip 
Never to be seen again
Wont see me again 
I just need up out this bitch
Not somebody you wanna fuck with, fuck it
I take you outta here like colombus
M-a-n-a he on that dumb shit
Dumpin bitches after i fuck em
Can barely function when im off them drugs
Stone tablets covered in blood
With a ritualistic blade centimeters away from your face ya fuckin ho

Off Tha Grid

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DEPTH STRIDA - ETERNAL SINNER [PROD. DEADMEMXRY]

𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔴𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 - Idkwhatimdoing*

MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES

PROD. @k_ai_se_r
MIX/MASTER @k_ai_se_r

[VERSE 1 ; KAISER]
FAKE FRIENDS
MESS WITH SATAN
IM SO BRAINDEAD
NO ARRANGEMENT
WITH YOUR GAY GANG

LOSING FRIENDS, LOSING SENSE
CRAZY THOUGHTS, SO INTENSE
CAN NOT SEE THROUGH THE FENCE
LET ME DO THE DEVILS DANCE

GET OUT OF MY BRAIN
IM IN SO MUCH PAIN
SOON I'LL FUCKING FAINT
IM THE DEVILS SAINT WITHOUT MORALITY
CLOSED MOUTH LIKE BUMBLEBEE
MY GANG - BRUTALITY
SIPPING ON THE HENNESSY

[VERSE 2 ; STRIDA]
CATCH ME IN THE FOREST WHILE ITS RAINING BITCH IM
LYING DYING NEARLY CRYING GOT A KNIFE STUCK IN MY THIGH
WE DA SPECIAL FORCES AK 47 NO REMORSE
IMMA SLAY THE ENEMIES ILL SHOOT UNTIL THE FUCKING BLEED
HIT EM WITH THE RECIPE OF DEVILGENE AND ROB THEIR POOR ASS FAMILY
I JUST WANT A PENTHOUSE IN MIAMI NO FRIENDS NEEDED MONEY SEEDED
IN MY CEILING HIDE MY EGO IN A BOTTLE FULL OF ALCOHOL
DOUBT THAT KAISER IS A BIG MISCALL

MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES

MERCENARIES'S MIND - KAISER & DEPTH STRIDA [PROD. KAISER]

MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES

PROD. @k_ai_se_r
MIX/MASTER @istasha

[VERSE 1; ISTASHA]

GRIPPING LIKE YOU EVER GOT TO CHOOSE 
STRAP IT ROUND YOUR NECK AND WEAR IT TIGHT LIKE A NOOSE

SEE THE ROPE IS CRACKING 
CYAN NOW THE TINT ON YOUR HANDS
VESSELS BRIGHTER NOW 
STRAINING ON YOUR NECK JUST LIKE THE YOGA PANTS

SEE YOU REACHING 
NOW YOU'RE TAPPING WITH YOUR BOOTS
FUXKED BACK TO THE START 
SUCKING AT YOU OLD DRIED OUT ROOTS

CARRIED ON YOUR BACK 
WHAT YOU PACKING BUT THE REST OF CAST?
SHITSHOWS ENDING FAST 

YOUR BOUT TO CLOSE 
YOUR BOUT TO END 
YOUR BOUT TO BURY YOURSELF IN YOUR SHADE

ONLY TUNE I EVER CATCH YOU HUMMING NOW
RUSTY BREATH AND NASEAOUS SOUND
BRINK OF BUSTING OUT THE SHROUD 
UNDERGROUND 

HIT ME HARDER THAN SOME ANASTHETICS
I'M THAT FIRE STARTER WITH THE PYROTECHNICS 
BITCH YOU BOUT TO GET IT

AND NOW YOUR BLAMING SOMEONE ELSE 
I CAN'T PLAY 
FACE STAINED 
COPIED AND PASTED ONTO MY GRAVE

[VERSE 2; STRIDA]

I BEEN TORTURED ALL MY LIFE
GOING THROUGH IT IN DISGUISE
WEARING MASKS JUST TO FORGET HOW PEOPLE REACT TO MY FACE
WHAT A SHAME YOU ARE TO LATE
YOU MADE TO WHAT I AM

FUCKING DISGRACE
I NEED A PLACE
CATCH THE CASE
ESCAPE THE CHASE 
EMBRACE THE PHASE 
OF MY MINDSTATE
I BEEN  STUCK HERE IN THIS PLACE
THOUGHT OVER THOUGHT AND THEY ALL WANNA BE MY FRIENDS
COUGH AFTER COUGH I HEAR VOICES SCRATCHING AT MY FENCE

I GOT SO MUCH LEFT TO SAY BUT WALLS REFLECTING MY MISTAKES
SO I REMAIN IN SILENT LEAVE YOU BLINDED FROM THE DEVIL GENE
TAKE A LETTER TAKE A PEN AND WRITE THE MESSAGE WITH BAREHANDS 
I AM  FREEZING START BELIEVING NOTHING IS JUST LIKE IT SEEMS 
AND I THINK ALL THAT STARTED IN MY HEAD
FUCK I NEED ALOT OF REST

MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES

GHOSTSIDE GENOCIDE FT. ISTASHA THE SCRUB [PROD. KAISER]

prod. @pxlse
mix/master @istasha (special thanks)

LYRICS

STRIDA ON A MISSION
I GOT FUCKED UP FROM PRESCRIPTIONS
I DONT WANT A BITCH TO LISTEN
WHEN IM TALKING BOUT MY PROBLEMS
MY MIND FUCKED I GOT OBNOXIOUS
I SEE COLORS LIKE BOB ROSS DID
TEST SUBJECT I FEEL SO TOXIC
DIAGNOSTIC ALCOHOLIC

I DONT KNOW IF IM IRONIC
FUCK THAT SHIT LETS SWITCH THE TOPIC
THIS WORLD GOT ME MISANTROPHIC ITS THAT
MERCENARIES GENOCIDE
ENDLESS DEATH LIKE COLUMBINE
CYBORG CALL ME FUCKING BRYAN
BROKEN MENTAL FRANKENSTEIN
BODYS DROPPING TO THE GROUND

GUN NOISES THIRTY ROUNDS
MOUNTED ON A HELL HOUND
WHAT IS UP YOU FUCKING CLOWN
STRIDA WEAR THAT THORN CROWN
SITTING ON A BLOOD THRONE
UNDEAD TROOPERS INBOUND
FIGHT THE LIVING
MAKE EM DROWN
AND THIS TO A BATTLEGROUND

THIRTY ROUNDS [PROD. PULSE]

Part of the Disposal project
Artwork by Papa Sleep @c3of

Lyrics:
Dissected at my side
Sight breaks down
In this shed that's starved of light
End the times 
Im ripped up

Katarakt (Bonus Track)

Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse

Sunflower (Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse)

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]

I hate myself

Lyrics:
Bootstrapped shit
With a cleaver at my leg
Ought to hit dumb dregs
In the wild for a paycheck

Win it Timmy 
Imma teach a lesson
Would you beg for respect?
Broken tapes dont self eject

Leave it all uncut
Pierce whoevers scuffed
make the post just
Run a stake through your eyes like its neversoft

Panorama round
cant see at all
or would you rather run about a circuit 
shortcut
lack of power 
and youre out.

Disinegration doesnt matter 
youre inactive
cut clean from the racks still talk shit
care yo act and navigate your practice?
its absent
living dirt
running like youre hunted

lose my grip
slide back in 
oiled out gears
may crack my skin

A Short Introduction To The Trashcan; Chapter 1: Bonding with flies

In honor of spooky season FT. DEPTH STRIDA

Vad är det för jävla fitta?


LYRICS:
Begging again 
Not a minute to mend 
All the money you spend 
Like a project or remedy 

Fuckers don't profit the equity 
Making a set out of purchased apologies 
Prompting up the bottom 
With the fraud that's in the bottle
Karma 

It's on your back 
Decorated with a cut
Katana 
Atm on account of the inches I count not the shit you'd be bragging about 

What in the fuck is that going to tell me? 
Running the process again 
Abscess of rot in the skin 
Fuck 
Starting to spread through your brain mane 
Know what you jot 
Kanji or not 

Cash out 
Truck hit by the flash down fucked 
Might paint 
The carcass 
Rush get out
No luck and you'll never see a winner 
All disowned 
You duck and catch the judges crown 
In the county what account could get you pinned 
And get tazed 
As a fucking sentence 
Satan dissed and sent again 
The kraken acting octopenalties 

What you talk about 
Are you ducking out? 
I dont waste a jump now would you come around?
It don't backtrack 
When you fuck it up 
Stellar wrong stack Into orbit Never brought it back 

Alley punk 
Syringes in the system 
Pumping process juices 
You can take a roid 
Get paranoid and still be useless

Fakking skit az

I Write My Letters In Kanji [Prod. Istasha]

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[Prod. MoYtanIc] @moYtanIc666
MIXED BY POLAR, & GREEN$
ENjoy single off the mixtape 'A$MODEU$'
Thank you guys 

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Runn it uppp  #$ITHGANG  #HHM
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'A$MODEU$'

Asmodeus (ft. tuMaggz, Mvko & JMattson) [Prod. MoYtanIc]

A collab with www.soundcloud.com/iammariia Go check out her music. It's beautiful and relaxing. I hope you all love this song, thank you.

Zai x Mariia - Stitches (Prod.Boyfifty)

Lyrics:
Stain code 
Wear a mask in the bathtub 
Body bruised
Lose hemoglobin when you act up 
Tape, rope 
Give a fuck of what you use now
I should have a plan But all my plans are overused

De-chrome 
Clear a task out in monocolor 
Idle 
Stay in white 
Pitch black while it's undercover 
Reach home 
Speed to leech in on the compounds 
Audible broke 
Down feeding off he ground

See you studder out the lock and end up bent down 
10-9 In case you wanna talk again I'll shut her off
Out of body 
All control Is left the up in pent
Blocked
Read it on the cough 
And Walk receding that's enough

Shutting Your Signal

Istasha The Scrub