How Industrious.

Lyrics:
I just spent a bag on some bad things
Pop a little bit and now i feel like I am lapsing
I be going up while they Crashing
Hit me for the work and didn't realize I'm taxing

Scratch my skin it peels off me
Whisper in this state appealing
Speak softly
I feel great I feel cocky
Lot up on my plate I take my meals promptly

It's a little fucking difficult to operate a function
Throw them fucking hands then get to Swinging to concussion
Fucking losing it like you been trapped inside a dungeon
Body needing more but it jus suffer a reduction

Money on my mind I got his bitch just fucking eyeing me
Preach about my worth and fuck her raw I Call it irony
Swear to God my sense of reason seems to be just idling
556 gon flatten out his block like we be ironing

Walk out, bitch, my top is finna drop down
Territory filled with the stench of fucking blood now
You ain't part of the mix, your getting tossed out
And I been high as a bitch, I gotta come down

I make this shit look like it's easy
Its ok your man wants to be me
I can't see wit u underneath me
And I feel like you been all depleting

BAD THINGS [PROD DUMBCHILD]

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Get it Done

Get it Done W/ GiGi Polar

INTL. TYRANT SECT 
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ROMA JONSON

Krim$in Terror Phantom 
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DVRKSIDE
@dvrksidewontdie

HELL ON EARTH Feat. DVRKSIDE (Prod. Roma Jonson)

6 Pants - King Strickah ft  Beez Heights  (Remix)

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

ISTASHA x FUKKSAILOR - Friendly Neighborhood Tune

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i didnt wanna have to cut u off
but bitch u bitchin, not forgivin, givin others faults
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
my brain splittin, aint forgivin, tired of livin false
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
but you take pride inside yo tower of that fuckn salt
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
snip snip, lil bitch, time to fuck off

give a fuck about yo status, gimme action, ion want no lackin
otherwise get back bitch, you a lackey, you aint know whats hatnin
grindin hard like navvvi, aint no hobby but bitch i am snackin
aint afraid to fuck off from some fuckbois, bitch ive had it

negative energy all around these rotten mothafuckers, i see, them
living off eachother, radiatin higher, they some toxin lovers, cut it out
cut em all of from my life support, all of em parisite soul suckers
i cant take anymore poison from all of da falsified scarabs, they just bugs

i didnt wanna have to cut u off
but bitch u bitchin, not forgivin, givin others faults
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
my brain splittin, aint forgivin, tired of livin false
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
but you take pride inside yo tower of that fuckn salt
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
snip snip, lil bitch, time to fuck off

tired arguing
always thinkin that u win
but u be followin
and tryna fuck w all my friends
got a feelin in my guts that strut you fuck with aint really be u 
i dont know how all you manage to be constantly see thru

puttin away the morningstar, pull up witta blade, and im cuttin you off
times runnin up, i cant give a fuck, shut yo mouth, clock goin tick tock
stank ass mothafucka lookin like a dirty sock, wit views like fox
i aint gonna hesitate anymore, you an inch from catchin fuckin this block

i didnt wanna have to cut u off
but bitch u bitchin, not forgivin, givin others faults
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
my brain splittin, aint forgivin, tired of livin false
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
but you take pride inside yo tower of that fuckn salt
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
snip snip, lil bitch, time to fuck off

CUT YA OFF (PROD. LC2K)

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LINEUP:
@DEPTHSTRIDA
@ISTASHA
@C3OF
@SULPHOFFICIAL
@FUKKSAILOR
@PRODKXISER

ARTWORK:
@C3OF
@PRODKXISER

PRODUCED BY:
@FUKKSAILOR

MIXING BY:
@FUKKSAILOR

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USUALLY IM MORE ON TOP OF THESE THINGS
I DONT EVEN MEAN TO MAKE ANY ENEMIES
JUST TRYNA MAKE THIS SHIT WORK BY ANY MEANS
BY ANY MEANS
I DONT HAVE NO OPINIONS, WHAT YOU MEAN?
DONT ASK ME BOUT THE MATTERS, PLEASE OH PLEASE
ITS TOO PAINFUL FOR ME
ITS TOO PAINFUL FOR ME
CONSTANTLY STUCK WITH THIS TUNNEL-VISION
I CANT SEEM TO FIND A WAY TO SHOW MY EMOTIONS
WHEN IT REALLY MATTERS
I FEEL SO FUCKED AND SCATTERED
I NEED TO PASS OUT
NEEDA STOP MY THINKING
IM FINNA CRASH NOW
THIS FLIGHT IS SINKING
NO I CANT CARE ABOUT   
THESE OTHER THINGS
IM SO SORRY IM THIS WAY
JUST KNOW THAT IM TRYING
WHY DONT WE TALK ANYMORE
CAUSE WE CANT FIND THE RIGHT WORDS
YOU KNOW HOW IT IS (YOU KNOW HOW IT GOES)
YOU KNOW HOW IT IS (YOU KNOW HOW IT GOES)

(BMG)
i got way too many thoughts
throw em up at once
no one give a fuck
every night a rut
whenever i am not
within your fucking arms
take it away, take it away
i’ll learn to ignore it one day, ignore it one day
i’m done givin a fuck, givin you help
all you do is pity yourself, pity yourself
i’m so tired of it, tired of it
i’m so tired of stayin, tired of waking up
tired of staying up, tired of waking up
i’m so tired of making enemies
i’m so tired of not going to sleep

(SATURN)
moving life it's fucking cyclical
visions in these tunnels why my fov on critical
maybe its the sight that makes me feel like im going in circles
i been workin so fuckin hard but never feelin like workin
i been pushin and pullin all my walls like they made of rubber
but this shit snaps back every time im makin numbers
i dont wanna back track, thought of leaving makes me shudder
wish i wasn't a bullhead and i wasn't so stubborn
im reading scriptures from the walls when they come out
midnight when i cant help but think loud
reads like poetry that i can't hope to figure out
is there a meaning to this effort i've been pissin out?
if i just end up in the same position what is the point
i cant make two words connect without sounding disjointed
as im considering my window i loosen up all my joint
wish i could run into the night give a fuck bout some disappointment
what's a message, i need a sign
someone tell me what to do with my life
someone take away my anger and my spite
i cant afford to sleep the same way every night
im sick of pushing cos nothing around me moves
ive had enough of these walls and my room
every little noise makes me fucking angry
ima burn all my belongings and then jump right off the roof

LONG NIGHTS UP LATE AREN'T ALWAYS THE BEST (FT. BRUHMANEGOD & SATURN) [PROD. LC2K]

control

please read lyrics 

lyrics 


this world undeserving of the life that we’ve been given 
shine the light and see the difference? rather take away existence 
i just wake up every day and hope that y’all will feel the same 
i destroyed the conscious in my brain 
take a pill to maintain 
yeah the consequences large 
but i don’t  give a single solitary fuck 
who the fuck gon fuck with us 
 heart is getting speared 
and your mind is getting rupt
and yo momma in the gutter 
and you got no food for lunch 
what the fuck you gon do 
when your life just ain’t enough 
we are undeserving of this shit that we’ve been given  mk ultra and the eagle eye vision 
we got coke head cops and demented politicians
we got strung out rappers and they always play the victim like
knock me to the ground in the shadows who will kick him like
find me by my grand mother’s grave with some city lights 
even when you dead you surrounded by the towers flight 

eyes in my skull still see white lies 
pain in my chest heart crush many times like
rappers don’t want rhymes they just want white lines 
cross another line you gon get your wings like


recently i’ve felt so fucking useless 
fuck a movement 
fuck a bitch and pollution 
of my mind and what i’m pursing 
what is best for me 
you’re not in the picture 
bitch it’s blessed to be 
life ahead of me 
is peace to me 
clouded by desires 
higher parts 
get the enemy
friend of me ? 
you were never there when i needed it 
speed the stick 
got no fellow ship 
i’ve been sinking ships like bitch 

KILL YOU WITH YOUR OWN FUCKING HANDS
IM THE PLAN BY THE MAN IN THE SKY 
YOU A FLY ON THE DRY WALL
HOPING THAT YOULL FALL OFF
I WILL FUCK RAW DOG 
YOURE STILL A BITCH BEEN A WHOLE ASS YEAR BRO

FAILURE CONTROL [PROD. DUTCHMAN + Y$57 + PULSE + HMYE]

Overpower Vol. 2

Overpower

Raging alcoholism type track. 
@c3of
@lvstforpain
@ventingpalace
prod @wyntyr
Art @c3of @ventingpalace

[LORD DISTORTION]
Fuck an opp
Head leaking throw the molotov
Saw it off
Pussy pull up and he falling off
Fuck your set
Tuck that semi with the hover jet
Bus it then
Flip that product boutta come again

Lethalist weapon I'm trippin not seeing direction
Its Feverish dreams in a separate dimension
Firvilous figure that pistol go screeching its endless
Get left in the river so seeping and wetted

I whip out the beam and its ended
I sell to fiends in the section
Fuck with the piece with the weapon
I pop a bean to forget it

wanna come up at the set
Spaz go bussin instead
that mag blow bodies in check
Got your girl in the bottomless depths

[PAPA SLEEP]
Break in your house and I kick in your head
Sipping that dirty sipping that fluoride
Pigs pull me over I know that a cop died

I'm boutta bust
You bite the dust
Rip off the crust
No one to trust

Too much testorone blow out your veins
Play dead like a possum you all the same
You boutta blow like the drum in your mouth
You got that poor taste irony sweeter than sorbet

Baseball bat to the head we be playing blood sports
Dirty stick I pick it up right up off the ground
You so greasy cant get bound down
Bounce out
Ain't about the Gaza watch your luck run out
better getting to running now

[LVST]
ay ay

pull to yo block with the k

tucking the 40 right next to the blade

blade to yo face if you throwing that shade

ahhhhh

why are u pussys still sippin on lean

yall a clone of the image dont copy the team

heroin needles bitch i am a feen

epidermic king but im still lookin clean

plenty green
on the scene
with a beam
at yo spleen
russian cream
with the kush
wait she gotta bush
she talking to much had to tell her to sush
plot the 11 like reagan and bush

pussy so pink like strawberry crush
you be making no bands man u blow it and flush
stomp your head till u purple and turned into mush
u dont know bout my limits till all of them pushed

[VENTING PALACE]
I'M KICKIN THE BUCKET BITCH FUCK THIS
I NEED A NYMPHO WHO LOCKS LIPS
YOU AND YOUR OTHER STAY SMOKIN' THAT CAT PISS
RUN UP ON THE SET YOU GET PRICKED LIKE A CACTUS

TIP TOEING
SNEAK DISSIN'
DABBIN' UP
SOME LIVE RESIN
QUIT BITCHIN'
THE RAP GAME IS MY MISSION
YOUR FLOWS LAME
AIN'T CREATIVE
YOU BETTER GET BETTER
BEFORE WE TAKE OVER BOY
WHY ARE YOU FLEXIN
YOUR MUSCLES LOOK FRAGILE BOY
I KEEP A KNIFE IN MY CORDUROYS
JUST IN CASE ANYONE LACKIN JOY

GAZA GAZA
GAZA GAZA
FUCK HIS HEAD UP
GAZA GAZA
GAZA GAZA
FUCK HIS HEAD UP

GAZA 2500 w/ SAINT SLEEP, LVST, VENTING PALACE [PROD. LUCY WYNTERS]

"MAKE FAMILY NOT FRIENDS"
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