I'm never getting over this man's talent-

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Happy birthday Tom Cruise!
Lyrics:

Cash cow 
Ass out 
Looking like a rascal 
Pat till I pass out 
Fur coat mascot 

Gotta gut it end up bitching Like a bad dog 
I ain’t been according Got that Michelin trash star 

Fuck a whole damn 
"Greed til you get "
In the goat line, Get the Last place at the vet 

With that Prozac tap 
Got that sera full cap 
Full mag 
Full of merry go round gum 

Man got buns
Hanging over em
Rum to Bunsen burner 
And bottles up 
Molotov Round them cunts 

With the Countdown 
Guns that could dump that junk
Caught me scrappin like a bum 
Without Backup 
 
Put plans,don’t attach it
Turn it down Like it andybody asking 
With the full black boot So ratched
Ain’t no doc worth the rocks 
Out of fashion 

Pay em like they get 
With a ghost and a debt 
Tell me like a needle 
I don’t wanna know, bet 
Without a mask 
No respect 

Hunches back 
Ain’t no stretch 
In the booth counting checks 
Looking like Alita with the teeth of a koala 
On the chase 
I’m like a furball baddie on a bed full of tech

Brickwall Brickwall Brickwall

LYRICS:

I CARVE AWAY INTO MY FUCKING FACE
LEAVE A MARK TO SHOW 
THE REST WHAT I CAN TAKE
WALK ALONE 
I WALK ALONE TODAY
WALK ALONE 
I WALK ALONE OKAY

I BLIND MYSELF TO SEE
THE WAY THAT EVERYBODY ELSE 
SEEMS TO LOOK AT ME
PUT A BLADE TO MY FUCKING WRIST
AND IMMA SHRED IT INTO PIECES
JUST TO FEEL OKAY
I HEARD THE VOICES TELL ME
THIS IS THE WAY
I HEARD THE VOICES SCREAMING
KNEEL AND PRAY
DROP THE BLADE IM NOT OKAY
WANNA TAKE MY FUCKING LIFE
GET OUT MY HEAD
STOP AND THINK
I GOT A PLAN OKAY
GONNA PAINT THE WALLS RED
I DONT REALLY CARE BOUT A THING
BEEN A LONG TIME COMING
GOTTA GO TO BED
STOP AND TAKE A BREATH
AND SQUEEZE THE TRIGGER TILL IM DEAD

I BLIND MYSELF TO SEE 
THE WAY THAT YOU SEE
I TAKE A DEEP BREATH
STOP AND COUNT TO THREE

I BLIND MYSELF TO SEE 
THE WAY THAT YOU SEE
I TAKE A DEEP BREATH
STOP AND COUNT TO THREE

I CARVE AWAY INTO MY FUCKING FACE
LEAVE A MARK TO SHOW 
THE REST WHAT I CAN TAKE
WALK ALONE 
I WALK ALONE TODAY
WALK ALONE 
I WALK ALONE OKAY

TAKE YOU DOWN TO MY SACRED PLACE
SO YOU CAN FUCK IT ALL UP
LIKE YOU DID TO ME
BURN IT DOWN SAYING FUCK IT ALL
BECAUSE YOU NEVER SEEMED TO CARE
ABOUT ANYTHING
I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO
WITH ALL OF THIS PAIN
I THINK ILL BOTTLE IT UP
UNTIL I DRAIN
I’M HELD BACK BY THESE CHAINS
I GOTTA GET AWAY 
BUT THEY WON’T FUCKING BREAK
DEAR GOD WHAT IS HAPPENING
I CANT SLEEP AT NIGHT
I CANT DO A THING
EVERYTHING THAT I KNOW IS TAINTED
EVERYONE THAT WAS THERE
WENT AWAY
ALL THE PROMISES ARE BROKEN
AND I CANNOT FIND MY WAY

I CARVE AWAY INTO MY FUCKING FACE
LEAVE A MARK TO SHOW 
THE REST WHAT I CAN TAKE
WALK ALONE 
I WALK ALONE TODAY
WALK ALONE 
I WALK ALONE OKAY

I BLIND MYSELF TO SEE 
THE WAY THAT YOU SEE
I TAKE A DEEP BREATH
STOP AND COUNT TO THREE

I BLIND MYSELF TO SEE THE WAY THAT YOU SEE [prod. Brutei & Brian Spencer]

TWENTYTHREE - PALE ORCHARD ft. Istasha (Official Audio)

Swallowing Centipedes

Istasha The Scrub - In My Fountainhead Palace

@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)

Don't Give A Fuck (prod. NetuH)

A THREAD OF LIGHT

TWENTYTHREE, Istasha - THE REST WILL FOLLOW

Cathedral Of Ravens

Bitch I'm dead, bitch I'm dead, I feel like like I'm fuckin dead.
Got a knife left in my back, all I see is fucking red.
I'm not scared of the past, not afraid in the end.
Nothin wrong up in my head, all I need now is revenge.

Only thing you will see if you ever try to cross me.
Demigod, demi-deity moving godspeed.
Swiftly, I erase you, if you harm me.
Oddly, I don't think you even want it.

Honest, let me thank you, let's be honest.
I need this, it's my reason for evolving.
Sleepless, I can't sleep bitch, but I'm nodding.
Paralysis, take me til the morning.

Hate this, I can't shake it, it's been so long.
Dreaming, I can see shit, I'm not sleeping.
Blinkin, thoughts they creep in, keeps me thinkin.
Breathing, am I breathing, I can't breathe bitch.

Demons, yes I see them, they love weakness.
Me bitch, I'm the king bitch, this is treason.
Freezing their advances, bitch I'm laughing.
Screaming, they can't take me, I delete them.

Battle, In the astral, I'm projecting.
Shadows, like the gallows, keep on pressing.
Only now I'm lonely, and I'm ready.
Frozen as I lay here, I just let be.

White noise, shake me up my body heavy.
Fight it, with my mind just by forgetting.
Letting go, of,    what I thought that I was and
Focusing on what is I'll become, bitch.

Bitch I'm dead, bitch I'm dead, I feel like like I'm fuckin dead.
Bitch I'm dead, bitch I'm dead, I feel like like I'm fuckin dead.
Bitch I'm dead, bitch I'm dead, I feel like like I'm fuckin dead.
Bitch I'm dead, bitch I'm dead, I feel like like I'm fuckin dead.

I Feel Dead (Prod. STILL)

Dodecahedral Clusterfuck

nothing in this wrld goes the way it should...
Follow On Ig and All Other Streams @ha7othesaiyan
Producer IG: @naucheo

MADARA  UCHiHA - Ha7o (prod. Naucheo)

Production, mix and master by me
Additional mixing and feature from @nastiitaxii

Lyrics:
I take it right back 
Come and hit me 
Slide my fabric cause a crease in effect 
I ride with strings, I tied em, stapled at he back of my head 
Eject the practice, dump the disc, refresh the mask 
With the blackest of brushes painted the faculty holding nothing now

I just a caught a blackened view of my making and 
Ok 
My thoughts are racing in sines and there’s no location 
Ok 
Around in circles, no particles in the box 
Ok 
Under sea level scream inside the chapel

Loose tongue sit aside at the back of the head 
Stay calm, recombine what I get 
Move quiet, like the snakes in the grass round my ends 
No scythe, mow the lawn it depends

[Na$tii]
it’s all mine , I’ll leave u where the rope tie 
n if yo friend don’t back down
then sorry but you’ll both die 
n I been under black clouds
with black tar and white lines 
and I can’t fear no judgement
I bust in and take mine 

snake caught in the grapevine 
I had to burn it all
queuing in I need the wait time 
before the protocol 
like shawty gripping at my wasteline 
won’t waste time 
I bust in a take mine
i bag it and ran to the fence like a canine 

sink my teeth into pork 
watch em scream release guillotine 
bending over backwards
everybody want a piece of me 
cutting in the vertical
using caution with the kerosine
afraid of what I’ll do when I get free 
u gotta wait n see wait n see 

bitch 
dry rot like rust in my veins 
violence is my novocaine
glass in line for the pain 
cut the head off the snake
cut they tongues out they faces

PERESTROIKA (with Na$tii)

ZOOT GANG 3 IS ON THE WAY, COMING OUT MEGA SOON ! ! !

PRODUCED BY JAMES GORCZYCA

COVER ART BY PAPA SLEEP

FEATURING : https://soundcloud.com/depthstrida https://soundcloud.com/navvvi https://soundcloud.com/distortionthe1 https://soundcloud.com/c3of

----------------------------

(LYRICS)

JAMES:
----------------------------
MUSTARD MAN ON THE BEAT
NOW ALL OF YALL KEEPIN QUIET
SHUTTIN OUT ALL THE CREEPS
I DONT CARE IF YOU WERE DYIN’
HARSHER THINGS CAME FROM TEETH
TO THE POINT WHERE IT REEKS
DID SOMEBODY DIE?
THAT ATTITUDE STINKS
I GOT DIRT ON MY SHIRT
OLD ENEMIES WANNA CLEAN ME UP
POLITELY REFUSE FOR SURE
NEVER GONNA GO BACK BEING STUCK
I DONT SEARCH, BITCH I SURF
I DONT GOT TIME TO FEEL HURT
I BEEN FELT THAT FOR TOO LONG
WONT VOLUNTARILY GET ERKED
BALD AS FUCK; JOE ROGAN 
SHED MY SKIN; SLAV LOCUST
I GOT NO HEALTH, DRINK MY POTION
BEATS I LIKE, GOTTA BE ROASTED
EAT YA ALL UP LIKE PAC MAN!
5 QUEUE SQUAD, AINT WITCHA MAN!
DROPPING IN HOT, THASSA PLAN
BONUS POINTS I TOOK EM AND RAN
4 STOCKED! OUT THA RING
SPINNING WIT DA KICKS! CHUN LI
I WIN! CHARLIE SHEEN
YOU DIED! FUCK YA TEAM

DEPTH STRIDA
----------------------------
PULL UP WITH A BIG FIST
PUNCH A SNAKE CAUSE HISSES
MY FLOW SHOCK SOME BITCHES
BIG EYES LIKE IM ON SHIT
BITCH I WALK BITCH I WALK
BITCH I FUCKING STRIDAWALK
AND YOU TALK AND YOU TALK
SON YOU NEVER HAD A JOB
SHE SO THICC OH MY GOD
GOT SOME PRECUM ON MY COCK
WAKE UP AND I SEE THAT I NUTTED IN MY SOCK
TIME TO FUCKIN SWITCH IT UP
TIME TO FUCKING SETTLE UP
YOUR HEAD LIKE A MINECRAFT BLOCK
ONE CLAP AND YOU SPILL SOME BLOOD

NAVVVI
----------------------------
GOD FUCKING DAMN IT
HITTEN EM WIT A CROSSBOW
MAKING ALL SURE HIS PAIN GROW
METERS ALL FULL OF GREEN, NO
BITCHING I TOLD YOU STAY DOWN
PUNCHES TO GROIN AND HIS FOLLOWERS DONT
SUTTLE BUT MEANING, I SWEAR IT AINT SO
BOWING TO ME I AM THE ARCH, MEGA OMEGA DEMON OF SOULESS
BREAK FROM A PAYPHONE, TELEPORT TO STAY HOME
SWEAR I TELL YOU TIME FROM TIME YOUR MEANING ISNT BRAINSTORMED
PLEASE DROP AND DIE BEFORE I FUCKING EAT YOUR FAMILY.
UHHHHH
I AM HEADPHONES OUT OF ENERGY
I AM THE SOUNDLESS AND APOLOGIES
IM NOTHING BUT AN BATTERY
I PUSH AND THEN I PULL

LORD DISTORTION:
----------------------------
YOU A PUSSY YOU A LEECH 
STAY INSIDE YOUR LANE 
I FUCKING HATE IT WHEN YOU SPEAK 
LOOKING FOR SOME STRANGE 
WHILE YOU  LOOKING AT THE PEAK 
PUT THE 30 TO HIS BRAIN 
CHALK HIM UP HE ON THE STREET 
SHUT UP, OH FUCK YOU A FUCKING BITCH CUCK 
RUN UP ON YOUR FLEET AND WE TURN IT TO A STICK UP 
I WANT DOLLARS SO I GOT A PISTOL POSTED  WHERE MY CROTCH IS 
HOLLOWS IN THE MAGAZINE I FLEX IT LIKE ITS DOING CROSS FIT
RUBBING OFF, ON YOUR CLIQUE,
YOU BEEN BITING FOR A BIT 
HIT IT RAW, THEN I DIP 
SINGING SONGS ABOUT THE CLIT
NAH YOU BROKE,YOU A JOKE 
YOU AIN'T EVER TOUCH A STICK 
SNIFFING COKE, OFF THE FLOOR 
YOU IS DIRTY AS A BITCH

PAPA SLEEP:
----------------------------
MOVE THAT PRODUCT LIKE ITS WII FIT
YOU BE RUNNING OUT OF QUARTERS TRYNA GET THEM BLIPS
CATCH YOU ROUND THE CORNER CATCH ANOTHER CLIP
ASK FOR A REMATCH FIND WHERE YOU LIVE THEN I CALL UP A DISPATCH
BODY PARTS MISMATCHED
KARATE CHOP NOW YOU DETACHED
BUTTON MASH
HOLD ME BACK
HEAD LOOKING LIKE DIG DUG
TRIPLE COMBO
BEG AND BORROW
ROUNDHOUSE KICK
BROKEN WRIST
JUDO MOVES
YOU AIN'T KEEPING UP
LEAVE ME WITH THAT GOLDEN CUP
BLOW HIS PIXELS OUT
PITIFUL THE WAY HE CRAWLING NOW
FIZZLE OUT
GAME OVER GUESS I'M BALLING NOW
GUESS WHO DIED?
THAT BE YOU
NO SURPRISE
I DID TOO

YOU DIED! FT. DEPTH STRIDA, NAVVVI, LORD DISTORTION & PAPA SLEEP

Hypothetically, We All Know Where This Is Going

Lyrics:

Envclave, I’m stuck in like Lichtenstein 
Hit the ground and I break my back 
Call it fracture with twisted spine 

Masoleum 
Rest in fetal position when bombardiering 
Got their business done 
Get digging their graves and not a shrine

Pyramid blueprints like a Ponzi scheme 
I got it cut like lysurgery
Not an acid dream 

Crawling under their skin 
Just like a beetle in a needle with heads in a jar 
But no marine in sight 

Bald win like I got Alec In the cast
No Chrome, metallic 
Just pitch black 
All Days stuck covertly passing in a mask 
With a flat face, bump resolution its only faceted 

Assets stuck in traffic 
A loan hooked up in a casket 
Call the morgue, we got a mortgage in a jam 
It’s a disaster 
Hold it, plaster me 
Embalm my estate 
We gotta castrate, ought to sterilize with aldehyde 
Always lock in their fates 

I got one letter texts 
But no Kalashnikovs 
That shit is just a k 
We do like Bogdanoffs

Crash it, can’t be seen 
We scramble all 
Without the perks it’s just the eggs 
We keeping warm when sippin antifreeze

Sturgeon's Law

Istasha The Scrub

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