this noise at the beginning while scary is funny

another damn banger istasha. UNSTOPPABLE.

TWENTYTHREE - DEATH RITES (prod. @istasha)

LYRICS:

Rest where the hearse is, leave it in the walls
Sever this immersion, I aim until the fall 
Never stay above the surface, I’m searching for it all 
Follow me in to the dirt, I found a home around the halls 

Death rites, sign the line up in a haunted house
Dead right, tying ties and never let ‘em out 
Red sight, entire time, go ahead and walk ‘em down
Falling for nothing, a brighter light I never found 

Why they talk lies back, 
With a brand new face leave a hole right fast
I got ghosts in my head imma die line flat 
Stay away from the rest, never go like that, nah
Falling, severed in the sun 
Any second leave a message in a hollow to the lungs 
Ever tethered from above
Buried out with anybody, feel a sorrow loss of love

I see these death rites colours 
Living out of sight, new light, still suffer 
I see these death rites colours 
Living out of sight, new light, still suffer 

Death rites, sign the line up in a haunted house
Dead right, tying ties and never let ‘em out 
Red sight, entire time, go ahead and walk ‘em down
Falling for nothing, a brighter light I never found 
Death rites, sign the line up in a haunted house
Dead right, tying ties and never let ‘em out 
Red sight, entire time, go ahead and walk ‘em down
Falling for nothing, a brighter light I never found

DEATH RITES (PROD. ISTASHA)

HOLLOW POINT feat. Undead Ronin (prod. Blunt Christ)

LAMB TO THE SLAUGHTER

LAMB TO THE SLAUGHTER [prod. Undead Ronin]

written / performed by @blckbrds
produced by @zepelinbeats & @zyllerbeats
engineered by @tumaggz

BUY A VOWEL

written / performed by @blckbrds
produced by @zepelinbeats x @zyllerbeats
engineered by @tumaggz

LANDFILL

A THREAD OF LIGHT

TWENTYTHREE, Istasha - THE REST WILL FOLLOW

QUOI

Lyrics:
No handed 
Bars not granted 
Do em like cattle 
With an iron 
Double branded 

Go tandem 
Split like blackballed 
Nose that shit too close 
Like slackjaw 

On my trees 
No light 
Will run 
Comes unwritten 
Lacking ground 
Already 
I'm might stay 
Don't baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Neon Junction/Germ Cell Evacuation [Prod. Istasha]

2 steps back and I fade out 
Reload the page all blank 
Hard to Trade off
Compromise 
Ain't shit
Like it straight up 
I don't got the cache or the bandwidth I'm gonna stay off 

Fuck all the vicious aggro
Regret it 
I got it stuck on the backup 
Bag it 
Full of macros 
I reckon I'll never use 
I'm useless 
Sly
Creeping up like cataracts 
I'm persona non grata 
Rated off 
Just like a startup 
Corroded 
Eroded 
Artifacts 

Fucked up 
Strained duct 
I been overdue 
Like dusted lungs 
Swat em in the background 
Process  startup 
Brought up untied and rebooted it over 

Strapped around and dragging it back on the mud 
All taste just happen to numb 
My tongue mistaken 
Breathing now at the ground 
No cunt but treating shit like a bitch

Artifacts/System Error

[PROD. ZYROM]

follow
@aveistrash
@aveistrash
-------------------
[Verse: AVE]
A.V.E. was always an odd kid and not a shakespeare
Voices in my head telling dumb shit and disappear
Doesn't bother me at all since i can share them y'all
And turnin' these dumb words into bars to hear
Damn, that boy is spittin' the straight facts doe
Flowing my lyrics like i'm having a stroke
Lemme make my brain clean with a bar of soap
There's more randomness than it was supposed

[Hook: ELE & AVE]
Bitch, we don't need that
We are some random crackheads, bitch, we feeling undead
Get the fuck back or we starting a bloodbath
Get the fuck back or we starting a bloodbath
Bitch, we don't need that
We are some random crackheads
Bitch, we feeling undead
Get the fuck back or we starting a bloodbath

[Verse: ELE]
77 feels like the real shit, bitch i don't talk shit
I was here before i even wrote rap's
Bitch, i spitting straight facts
I don't want to listen to your fucking tracks, your beats are trash
I spit in your grandpa's ash
I got that gun, point on forehead
I'm a warhead, drop dead
I'm a psychopath, I'm a psychopath

[Hook: ELE]
Bitch we don't need that
We are some random crackheads
Bitch we feeling undead
Get the fuck back or we starting a bloodbath
Get the fuck back or we starting a bloodbath
Get the fuck back or we starting a bloodbath
Get the fuck back or we starting a bloodbath

[Outro: AVE]
Bitch, we don't need that
We are some random crackheads
Bitch, we feeling undead
Get the fuck back or we starting a bloodbath

GetTheFuckBack (ft.Ave)

Waiting rooms (D&V Ptsd)

music video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LTM_nrwUi_k

lyrics: https://genius.com/Softheart-as-i-am-lyrics

As I Am (music video in desc)

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
Feature from @mugetsu117
Lyrics:
[Istasha]
I discard a rat, get em fucking back 
Im a slave to karma, get me off of that.

[Mugxtsu]
Strait in the face of the fucker.
Damn me if I'm wrong I'm sorry.
Strait in the face of the fucker.
Damn me if I'm wrong I'm sorry.

[Istasha]
Cover my credit with broken bills I wish you pay me off 
Complain the remaining, I maim the savings under coveralls 
My legs in the back of the vault 
Runnin on mills they’re treading bricks over buildings hoping they fall out

[Mugxtsu]
Send me back, get me out. Ask the fuck about.
Motherfucking listen to me when I tell you to be there.
Hey stop, hands up, drop you fucking hand gun.
I don't wanna be the one who get the fucking head shot.

[Istasha]
Move out the back of my channel, I route it til the drywall is dry as a dialed plug that supplied it with no fucks 
Serviced as I tap into firewalls, end up pleasing the customers. 
Interactions still fake, scroll files for em

[Mugxtsu]
Send me out, I will go to own reality.

THE TRAIL RUNS COLD (with MUGXTSU)

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

THE TRAIL RUNS COLD (with MUGXTSU)

Istasha The Scrub

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