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The Upload

groovy harshness

vocalists:
@fenrirprod
@mugetsu117
@navvvi

mixing / mastering:
@navvvi

production:
@xtra_prod

art:
www.instagram.com/exmachina.bambi_x/

lyrics:
Remember me, why you're not dead

Aye fuck this shit i dont really fucking fit 
Everybody know that im stupid and they really see it quick
I got hundred dollar billies in my pocket but im broke 
Cuz I spend it all on homies this is really how i cope 
Youre a fuckboy 
Used toy 
Swerwe in the convoy
Deploy 
Decoy 
Pull up and then destroy 
Astral plane 
Holy shit make it rain 
In my wrist feeling pain 
I got nothing left to gain
I dont fucking know 
Who the fuck i am 
But i pull up with the clique like im superman
Bitch you better run 
This is rather fun 
When i hunt u in the woods with a bladed gun
Fuck all the pain 
Homie you got no name 
I got nothing to say 
If you still havent changed
I got nothing to gain 
It is still all the same 
I got nothing to blame 
But the shit that you claim 
Fuck all the pain 
Homie you got no name 
I got nothing to say 
If you still havent changed
I got nothing to gain 
It is still all the same 
I got nothing to blame 
But the shit that you claim 

Remember me why you're not dead
Remember me why you're not dead
Remember me why you're not dead
Remember me why you're not dead yet
Try to get the fuck
Out of here alive
Oh shit don't get stuck
You're about to lose your mind
Try to get the fuck
Out of here alive
Oh shit don't get stuck
You're about to lose your mind
Remember me why you're not dead
Remember me why you're not dead
Remember me why you're not dead
Remember me why you're not dead yet

Aye fuck this shit i dont really fucking fit 
Everybody know that im stupid and they really see it quick
I got hundred dollar billies in my pocket but im broke 
Cuz I spend it all on homies this is really how i cope 

bite to bone
eye to pain
bite to bone
eye to pain

CR | FENRIR, MUGXTSU & NAVVVI (prod. XtRaOrDiNaRxx.x)

SERENITY x SULPH – LEECH
@sulphofficial
prod. zyller

issa ak
knockin at ya door
everybody out the vacant
everybody on the floor
if you wanna see em shake it
put these bitches on all fours
i dont have to make amends
all of my enemies are boring
why tf they always drinkin till they nauseous
put that energy into ya work and you might pop it
i was doin all that shit
x2
i had to drop it
now we movin state to state
its time to get real toxic

send that pussy up
and then hes falling like a comet
twins up in this bitch
i had to takeoff ina rocket
keep it tucked up on me
the 50 cal fits in my pocket
i cant trust nobody
my own friends put me in boxes
put me in a coffin
they put me inside a grave
breakin out this bitch
i never had another way
never helped myself, i ended up inside a place
that manifested only death and torture in my fuckin brain

SERENITY x SULPH – LEECH

prod lil sweden
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die
Cover: Jaimie Maltese

Lyrics:
Run it back 
Double that 
Hunnid bands 
Get that bag 
Moving all this contraband 
Weapons like the Taliban 
Steel on me like iron man 
try my best do what I can 
Kill that fucker where he stands 
Got drums like a fucking band 
Bodies wash up on the sand 
Tie you up inside the van 
Vanish like the candy man 
Under beds like boogeyman 
Fucked a bitch said she’s a fan
Asked if she could bring her friend 
I said are you stupid bitch?
You ain’t gotta ask again 

got her wetter than a weather man 
Snort a line & then I roll 3 grams 
Take his bread if he got the bands 
All my homies street soldiers 
Slide and let it bang 
bitch is blowing like a fan 
I guess she’s a groupie 
Cuz she just called me the man 
I gave her my number 
& she listens to demands 
Hold up wait I got a plan 
We should make an only fans 
I guess that I’m pimping 
cuz I need that cash 
We gon win the war 
they finna wave the flag 
Everything they dropping 
is some fucking trash
They cannot compete 
I got em hella mad 
Running from the cops 
I’m feeling like the flash 
Loading up the clips 
And I'm dumping mags 
Money, money, money 
I’m like mr krabs 
Smoking on this resin 
Imma take a dab 
Puffing on this cookie 
Only smoking gas 
I won’t fuck a bitch that’s fat
I like all my bitches is bad 
People think I’m psychopath
And for sure they right bout that 
I just took 3 acid tabs 
Laying down all in the grass
Watch how fast the time will pass 
Turn yo homie to a pack 
Spark em up his families sad 
Always planning my attack 
Leave him with a toe tag 
I’m empty inside 
where the fuck is my soul at?
Hit his head til his skull cracks 

Run it back 
Double that 
Hunnid bands 
Get that bag 
Moving all this contraband 
Weapons like the Taliban 
Steel on me like iron man 
try my best do what I can 
Kill that fucker where he stands 
Got drums like a fucking band 
Bodies wash up on the sand 
Tie you up inside the van 
Vanish like the candy man 
Under beds like boogeyman 
Fucked a bitch said she’s a fan
Asked if she could bring her friend 
I said are you stupid bitch?
You ain’t gotta ask again

Psychopath

[Prod.ELE]
Mix & Master [ELE]
ig: bit.ly/38cKuIa
yt: bit.ly/2T9RKAr

(BR4CKET)
@br4cket
www.instagram.com/bracket.77/?hl=de
https://open.spotify.com/intl-de/artist/7gCCGxscjpPACVrCPmvv55?si=Hl3Bp_r2QZ2xFGe1GBwBlw
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[BR4CKET]
Ay, we out here rapping bout shit that we arent
Ay, we out here taking another hit from the blunt
Ay, we out here Spitting straight heat on the drums
While you out there being toxic, acting like a cunt

Better take a hit and a sip out the henny bitch
'Bout to check my clip in the crib, 'cuz im panicking
Find a way to flip, another chick for the sake of it
Coming out the mist, with a quest like in Eldenring

Race car, 3 bags on the back seat
Nescar, ya the kind of car you won't beat
Swirfing like a shark through the motherfucking mainstreet,
While listening to the same song on fucking repeat

[ELE]
Fuck it crush it for another
ELE BRACKET brother
From another mother
Keep it up fuck the other
I dont care bout ur shit
We dont care bout ur shit
Workaholic never stop
Gotta grind for the
Motherfucking top
Got the keys to your house
Gotta fucking break in
Gonna give you a slap
That will make your head spin
Smokin on shit that
looks like Its fuckin resin
God damn, ya were stonend in the city
Did a new beat and the 808 is heavy
Smokin on kief i dont care bout ur beef
Fuck all this shit yeah im out of this bitch

[ELE]
Eyo we out here rapping bout shit that we arent
Eyo we out here taking another hit from the blunt
Eyo we out here Spitting straight heat on the drums
While you out there being toxic, acting like a cunt

[BR4CKET]
Eyo we out here rapping bout shit that we arent
Eyo we out here taking another hit from the blunt
Eyo we out here Spitting straight heat on the drums
While you out there being toxic, acting like a cunt

Stream On Spotify!

Out Here (ft.BR4CKET)

Dark Star brings us a very deep, heavy, and ethereal slapper

Orphin Library 2024

EVIL SHIT

Free Download

EVIL SHIT [Orphin Records]

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)

Karnivool homage btw *epic*
Lyrics:
Stalled tries
Everyday
To late
Drown where we lost out on all we were
Everyday
To late

A
Trial
Down to pieces
And to habit mind alone 
Then you had enough 
It's gone 

End it 
And lose 
Supply 
We walk into waters now
Don't hesitate
And Soon 
Will free your lungs

Anchors are left untied 
We float on the other side 
Am I entertained?
Wide awake

Waiting For Black Rose Petals To Arrive In The Mail [Prod. Istasha]

hypocrisy

Biv's social medias : 
https://www.instagram.com/_.biv._/
https://soundcloud.com/biv
 https://twitter.com/__biv__ 
Track List 
1. Biv - Blood Clot Ft. BLCKK (Prod. BLCKK & Biv)
2.  Biv - KAGE 
3. Biv - i'm fucking done
4. Biv -  tear me apart 
5. Biv -  Old  Fashion 
6. Biv - Child
7. Biv - East
8. Biv - mayville

Biv ep4

i have a crush on a friend but he's straight and i have a boyfriend

POCHEMU Vixw Flip

Last single before the album drops mid November, hope you enjoy. 
Production, mix and art by me.

Lyrics:
Stop 
Huh?
Reason I might mix up all my shit there’s not a dub
Huh?
Leave it off my mind I need that caption 
No you don’t 
Huh?
Read it off the signs that are in nothing
had enough?
Huh?
You won’t stop backbone cracks up

Asphalt listing every floor I stick with guess I give up 
Swallow every metaphor I stick with, I dissever 
Rabbit hole is never ending, digging I might differ 
anticipating a full stop 
drop down, locked up 

Locked up duct
Slip down in my Concrete gut 
Rock crates seal em all tight Shut
Unsynced, turn it around you might miss an out 
Stuck inside 
i could drown

Face it a bitch aint gone do it 
When it infected their-systems, Applied tracer fluid 
Projects of shit got transparent reflections 
Dont noid when they’re coming from boxed in directions 
Turbulent mind in a whirlpool regarded i terms of internal inflections 
Arrogant fuck bathed in attention about as devoid as your span 
Huck your dick out for clout 

Wake up! alarms going off on [Redacted] only the worst of InTensions surfactant 
Just like a job with no Steve, taking self pity dick and it gets harder to breathe

SURFING WITH LIPPINCOTT

PROD. @TRIPLESIXDELETE


LYRICS:

I need to reload my pistol
Fucking a bitch and her stupid mental
Hidding bodies on the fucking rooftop
Bitch I don't play with the pistol, no scope
Bitch do not play with me

Bitch I don't fuck with you (x8)



Blood drip on my blade
I want you dead
Cause you're a snake
Blood drip on the floor
Cause you're so fake
You are a snake

Blood drip on my blade
I want you dead
Cause you're a snake
Blood drip on the floor
Cause you're so fake
You are a snake

I feel bad I feel something wrong in my brain
I don't know what is going on I think I'm insane
I feel bad I feel something wrong in my brain
I don't know what is going on I think I'm insane

Bitch I don't fuck with you (x16)

Listen on Spotify

SNAKE (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

Production, mix and master by me

Lyrics:
Ok that shit no comrade 
So I cut that  off no contact
It’s like a stop in the main plan
Just a stain no Shots in the combat
kay I just hit contact
Link restored I’m forced to comeback uh 
Pretending I’m pinned like a thumbtack 
Ghost and swap my face it’s gone now 

Stay down 
Draw Erase my ranks, replaced out 
Been marked by crosses face blank  
Primitive issues are go!
You ramble the premise to promise imminent wishes 
Then Watch it go and I’m Watching it tank 
Watch heads spinning backwards, no stop 
Ideas in a vacuum, compact 
Repressed in a fabric, still have it, proudest imaginable 

Highest of the crits
Applied it on your wrist
I put that hype in the abyss 
With that face, need a lift 
Still making advances on my ship 
Kraken got his grip 
Pretend to not be losing all that shit when they Control the mission 

Feeling tempur pedic
Youre eating the seed and leaving even
All this indigestion You swallow it like a semen demon
Drown inside your ego Let Comfort in front of care 
You’ve been around the center soleaving just seems inept 

Kay
Acting like a bitch 
I see you 
Get it like a dog tag 
A cadette just get in the front end up meat 
No pincers in ability to pick you at the 
Autopsy
All in the back catch you when you walk up 
Enter you edge like the anthrax 
Counting your text like the mantras 
Chain mail effect like a transplant 
Thinking you're not going to catch up 
Let me the fuck off I can’t stop

THE SLEEPER ORDERED MUTINY, SO MUTINY IT IS

Production, mix and master by me

Lyrics:
Now 
Leave
Torn 
Rise undone 
Ripped out 
My organs 

Higher on 
Lifting something 
Don't mean nothing at all

Cut 
Cutting it down 
Like a rot stump
Pump full meds
Digested it next to waste 
I'm too frustrated
DisConnecting it degrading 

Gone 
Look I let go
Am I honored to be under 
The gown 
surveilled  and 
Still alone 

Locked it a maze
Of my mind
I'm stuck for days 
My persona mIA
Leave me out 
Leavaving me maimed 

Stripes
Ride down my face and away 
Call out the rain 
Like I'm reading the branches 
Someone leave me off decayin. 
Someone leave me out decayin. 

Strive 
Pride when I'm raiding my brain 
I'm over 
black blood Clot my veins 
Carve my name I carve my name 
I carve it all away

THE BOAT IS LACKING TRACER FLUID, PROVIDE ACCORDINGLY

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

SURFING WITH LIPPINCOTT

Istasha The Scrub

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