The Upload

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)

written & performed by pirat & FXCKJAMiE
produced by subtry
cover art by pirat

(Lyrics)

[PIRAT]

Gimme ur soul 
Gimme ur teeth 
Gimme what’s underneath 
Know that you see me when you sleep 
Tweaking breakin at the seams 
skin is pale 
Eyes  red 
Leaden voice 
Commands the dead 
Tithings on the tarmac 
Break the teeth 
right out your head 
Mmm baby I love you 
Lemme eat out your innards 
Come hang with the sinners 
Blood ritual for Dinner 
Where is your god now 
With my pliers in your mouth 
All I need is cavities 
Are you with or without 
Blue blood 
Brain rot 
& i think I forgot 
How to be your everything 
To be something you’re not 
Yeah I’m always sinnin
And yuh I’m always winnin
Lurkin in the shadows 
Glasgow I’m always grinnin 

[FXCKJAMiE]

I be lurking and I bring all the pain 
I take your teeth right out of your head and add it onto my chain 
Demon walk in all black 
Bacteria like some plaque
I’m here to collect all your cavities and send you right back 
I rip out your skull 
I need some more I could pull 
spent too long shaving your teeth now my blade getting dull
Bitch imma take out of soul 
And put all my razor blades under your pillow
Wait 
Imma dig into your face 
If I were you I would sit back and just fully embrace 
No anesthesia my way
want you to take it i, don’t let it all go to waste

GROWING FANGS (FEAT. FXCKJAMiE) [PROD. SUBTRY]

A THREAD OF LIGHT

TWENTYTHREE, Istasha - THE REST WILL FOLLOW

Release Date 7 Février 2025

KaznidKox
Information Soon 🧐

Rezcaze
Information Soon 🧐

Xamid
Wanted 🧐

KaznidKox, Rezcaze, Xamid - FUNK ETERNA [Super Slowed]

Produced by @istasha
Mixing by @istasha & @fucksailor
Cover art by @fucksailor

ISTASHA x FUKKSAILOR - Friendly Neighborhood Tune

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]

[Hook]
The more nigguhs know you, the more they gone talk
That's why I stay so damn clean, check the walk
Put that on God
Dont give a fuck about cops
Still screaming fuck all tha ops,
I'm on the block
Steady just posted,
Sippin my drank 
Man this shit is like potion
But it's just poison
Open that pack, let tha noise in
Open that pack, let tha noise in

[Verse]
She so annoying, ask where I'm at
I'm with the gang in the back, smokin thrax
Member them days I was struggling for cash, 
I Been in the game, I'm just takin it back 
Heart is so cold, but im gold, and im shinnin
I got some stories, that you'd think im lying 
Look to the sky, know my angles there flying 
Look at the hood, and my people still dying

[Hook]

[Chorus]
Watch out for the pigs while I ride real slow,
Smokin thrax, read my tatts from the backseat
Why you throwin shade like you finna phase me?
You a hoe ass bitch, need a maxi 
Half of yo pussy blood drippin down yo skinnies
I could serve you for some 20's but my raps free
Yung bitch, I got plenty, on my bottle it say Remy
On my belt that shit say Fendi, and the back green

RIP PEEP</3 (Prod. PAIN)

EVILMANE - STONED SOLDIER

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Lyrics:
OFF IN THE WOODS
REMINISCING IN THE FOGGY NIGHT
IVE FALL INTO THE HOLE
BUT IM STILL TRYNNA FIND THE LIGHT
TO ME IT SEEMS 
THIS TUNNELS DRAGGIN
NEVER GONNA END
IT SEEMS LIKE I AM GOING BACKWARDS
WHY HAVE I DESCEND
THE VOICE INSIDE MY HEAD
TELLIN ME I SHOULD BE DEAD
ITS TIME TO GO TO WAR
ILL FIGHT UNTIL THE 
MOTHAFUCKIN END
SOON OR LATER
SUCKAS GONNA LEARN 
THERE AINT NO FAZING ME
SELF HATRED
MANE IVE GROWN TO BECOME
MY WORST ENEMY
THE SHIT IVE BEEN THROUGH
WHAT IVE SEEN
ALL THE SUFFERING
& ALL THE SCREAMS
LETTING OUT THE ENERGY
GETTIN BACK UP ON MY FEET
FULFILLING ALL MY NEEDS
SMOKIN THE MOTHAFUCKIN WEED
IM CALMIN THE BODY WITH THE GREEN
BITCH
EMOTIONS TAKIN OVER
NO CONTROL
IM FURIOUS
IVE REACHED MY POINT
IM AT MY LIMIT
YOU DO NOT WANNA STEP TO THIS
IM ALWAYS DOWN TO KNUCKLE UP
& BEAT YO ASS JUST LIKE A BITCH
A BIG MISTAKE YOU MADE
YOUVE MADE IT TO MY FUCKIN LIST
YOU BITCH

THESE SUCKAS CLAIM
TO KEEP IT REAL
BUT I ALREADY KNOW THE DEAL
JUST SOME SNAKES UP IN FIELD
YOUR TRICKS AINT COVERED BY NO VEIL
WHINING LITTLE BITCH
BEHIND THE SCREEN
TALKING ALL THAT SHIT
IMA MAKE YOU EAT YA WORDS
YOU BETTA SWING 
YA FUCKIN FIST
GET ME PISSED OFF
TRANSPARENT
I SEE YOUR SOFT
GONNA GET FUCKIN SOCKED
BACK UP ALL THAT FUCKIN TALK
PAINTIN A FALSE IMAGE 
ON THE INTERNET
BECAUSE YOU COUNTERFEIT
ITS SUCH A SHAME
YOU DID THIS TO YOURSELF
YA LITTLE BITCH
COME AND GET UP IN THE MIX
STEP INTO MY BOUNDARY 
SHOW YOU WHAT THE FUCK THIS IS

-EVILMANE

EVILMANE - STONED SOLDIER

COLD SWEATS AT 3AM (Prod. Tyde)

For this volume of Rain City we stray away from Seattle and head south to Dallas with Soulzay of Doomshop Records to bring you the first installment of RCR: Southside. 

prod. Bamboon
vocals written & recorded by Soulzay

follow soulzay: https://soundcloud.com/soulzaydoomshoptx

RAIN CITY REJECTS: SOUTHSIDE (ft. Soulzay) [FULL MIXTAPE]

MESS

MERCENARIES - EMERGENCY ALERT - MERCENARIES - EMERGENCY ALERT - MERCENARIES

ANOTHER SINGLE OFF "BLACK CASH", COMING NEXT MONTH!

LINEUP:
@MUGETSU117
@DEPTHSTRIDA
@NAVVVI

PRODUCED BY @WASBEATZ [WELCOME TO THE FAMILY]
MIXING BY @NAVVVI
COVERT ART BY @C3OF

LYRICS:
[MUGXTSU]
Call the fkg mercenaries now.
Call the fkg mercenarues right now.

Feel the time that your alright.
Never want, never be alone.
Fredom, this is you only chance.

We are the mercenaries,
Nothing holding back,
Nothing getting slack.

Don't get on our sight.
Motherfucking mercenaries.

[DEPTH STRIDA]
i been waiting too long
stanced up - wu long
big fist king kong
mercenaries drop the best songs

clap on the head
bitch im boutta take your breath
let me snap the whole track
im the best and thats a fact

stop with the bullshit
fuck a cult bitch
i need groupies in my backstage
riding moonlit tesla cockpit
put you back into your cage ay

cool it lose it
ranger outfit
german kid is raging now
playing unreal tournament
with your crew bitch
i feel like im winning now

[NAVVVI]
its a style when it's coming up from boat, maine
im a style, i be biting others, lil grain
you dont need a future when ya homies raise you
everything they lifted up is second to amaze you

MERCINARIES HEAVIER THAN A LAND OF OOO RESIDENT
EVIL PASSION LIKE OUR YELLOW WRINKLED FKN PRESIDENT
TRUMP EVERY OPTION WHEN THEY EARLY AUGMENT 
REALITY THAT ARTISTS SEEM TO REPRESENT.

what the meaning you living?
i dont want money for bidding
settle for everything timid
tell me just what is that sitting?
nothing better, I just promise that's the "me"
every little artist suckin clouted peen

MERCENARIES - EMERGENCY ALERT - MERCENARIES - EMERGENCY ALERT - MERCENARIES

BLACK CASH

TRUCKSTOP

Stream/Buy

Production, mix and master by me
Feature from @danielsgone
Lyrics:
Scratch My skin in the bone aisle
Expose my grid in a show trial 
teeth that wanna see me looking 
Hostile 
Lies 
But their grinding  still Ringing through phone lines

Rolled up eyes looking back
Chummed to submission 
Their vision still black 
Bury the vesicles carrying any pathetic necessity, statue or effigy 

Tired 
Stained 
Decay
Running out of venom 
As arachnids on display 

Test tube life 
Still float on a stage 
no Tensile limbs leave prints when they're 
Forced out of shape 

Blind 
Empty
Prey

All the motherfuckers 
and their shepards set astray 

Hollow in their waste 
Still depositing the plague 
Burn the wild sheep 
And their hocks
Got em stuck in the fetlock 

Function shift
Motoric slip
Noosed in sense
Losing grip

[DANIELS GONE]
bask in the world around
the soiled ground
and pound on the grass 
that lets you shout
bound
to the stress that’ll make me pout
its always loud
too shroud, i cant see the way to out
myself on account 
i think i’m a 
pussy
or maybe i got some more 
hope left 
feeling empty in my chest
bang bang like gorillas in their nest

i come from the burning sun
the burning lungs 
of some
who they claim, the dirty ones
cut gums
chewing glass we know its dumb
like bugs to the flame
we turn to dust

dropped controller, fuck your oldest
you aint the one, you not the boldest 
fuck
outta luck, done lost your keys 
you shmuck
locked outside the scary acres
stuck

WATER DAMAGE NEVER SEEMED SO CRITICAL (with DANIELS GONE)

SPOILER SPOILER
Artwork, mix, master and prod by a fucking moron

Lyrics:
Cold cut carbon 
I run in synthetic armor 
Going unapologetic 
Not ready to beg a pardon 
Black Forest 
I’m not in that when I store it 
Like a piss I’m Unimportant 
hmm yes I rather see this gutted 

Cut fold crease
Underwater blanket problem
I don’t want an anchor stay the same out of my endless bottom 

Got blind seams under my sillouhette It seems 
Hypothetic I’m honored, Im on it 

Useless, no buck for my two cents 
Take off straight rot and I’m lucid 
Your shit; Wikipedia of nuisance 
Translate and the page is hitting mood swings 

Bark like any dog 
I never forget but I forgot 
I was in the cover doing my part 
And I could stop 
Demented enter memory box 
So cut to black and I get the bends I got my brain in a bottle suspended 

Fuck 
Now I gotta get it from an altered source 
I can’t afford it 
Fuck 
I don’t wanna give another in to the background noise 
Assorted 
Fuck 
Bath and they cut drops
Drip saliva mouth un-boarded 
Fuck 
Spit it into my mouth and call me crazy
Fuck it up

Useless, no buck for my two cents 
Take off straight rot and I’m lucid 
Your shit; Wikipedia of nuisance 
Translate and the page is hitting mood swings 

Head gone far 
End Tame Mute

Carbon Anchor

Im floating proudly in my vat just like I’m body fluid 
I’m through with that, redact the words just like I’m talking stupid 
Cut out the files I’m not satisfied and I want an out to go with 
Thrity liters of acetone on my styrofoam 

Reboot that shit keep coming at me like a dvd ok? 
No cables cut but cannot concentrate, Upgrade 08 
No usb or space and I’m running that cargo dry as fuck 
I don’t wanna count on taste, design my tounge Oh god 

Take me to your side 
Take me to your side 
My eyes are grain adjust 
When I supply 
oh What the fuck 
Same inside I sigh
Same inside I sigh 
I’d prefer not to, I’m in a bottle cut the neck 

I caught some rust leave my shoes what a waste 
Must round some dust in my system so frail 
I read the script try to slip out back end 
I wrap around just like the kraken grab that shit no acting 

All of my antiques, Id have caught em round 2025 
In a bunker out any other light, to badaptize send em right to die 
No pilot, Navigate the scene to save my faces 
No violet, Go shift my colored traces all so patient 

So beam me need to be deep when they probe me 
I’m a sheep go preach when I  need my wrench to relieve And re-grease the dried out shipment 

All the wrong equipment 
My shit is inconsistent, just bout per thousand hits okay 
The shame I stay evading

Upgrade 08

[Prod.ELE]
ig: bit.ly/38cKuIa
yt: bit.ly/2T9RKAr
ft. @biv
artwork: www.instagram.com/bezdna.ar/

https://open.spotify.com/track/2ZUeWeiLo9NbWW9njFA8M9?si=Fct7Lm0oS2KHr0Oz8miPPQ

[ELE]
pistol on my hip
no shit
i dont fuck with you
not a little bit
who do you want to mess with? 

pistol on my hip
no shit
i dont fuck with you
not a little bit
who do you want to mess with? 

what do you want from me
big blunts on my balcony 
i dont give a shit i destroy what i see
we all just want to be free 
move in the hood 
dont fuck with my crew
you fucking fool
imma fucking ghoul

[Biv]
I been real forward with the shit,
Tired of the same face, prayin on a bitch,
I don't wanna ice my wrist,
Making sure my fam right and feed my kids,
All bricks flipped,
On some real shit,
Actin like you new fit,
Blue print,
Stuck in roofless,
2 door coupe, but it's worthless,
Suffer for the time, but it's worth it,
Talkin like they workin,
I'm certain they certainly, gettin my purpose,
I can't help the persons,
Only disturbing,
The Peace inside my mind,
Been keeping me hurtin,

Import the portions, split it with the fortune,
Fuckas hang in porches,
Life just distorted,
Actin like importance,
Fuckas abortion,
You fuckas abortion

Thanks so much,
Bitch fucked my shit up,
I think we know who the problem is, yuh
Got what you want, bitch I hope it's enough,
Got what you want, bitch I hope it's enough,

Spill [Prod. Istasha]

Istasha The Scrub

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