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Ice Age  

Produced by Keenanza
Co-Produced by Yung Icey
Additional Production by Lino Martinez & Nick Leon
Recorded by John Shullman at House of Dreams Studios - Miami, FL


Mixed by Lino Martinez at The Bodega - Brooklyn, NY

Denzel Curry - Ice Age

Bones - Corduroy (Prod. by WTCHCRFT)

Download: http://www.teamsesh.com/bonesskinny.zip

Prod. by Curtis Heron

Bones - TheNoiseInsideMyHead (Prod. by Curtis Heron)

Bones - WhereTheTreesMeetTheFreeway (Prod. by Curtis Heron)

FREE DOWNLOAD: germjeezus.bandcamp.com
PROD. BUDD DWYER
ENGINEERED MIXED/MASTERED: @CASHMERECHASE

FUCK Y'ALL HOES (FEAT. $UICIDEBOY$)

Lyrics http://genius.com/Ghostemane-i-believe-you-but-my-tommy-gun-dont-lyrics

GHOSTEMANE - I Believe You, But My Tommy Gun Don't [prod Nedarb]

Get wet to these sensual sounds while drinking wine in the dusk of the evening. As you get to the bottom of your chalice , look around and notice , two Latina women in chokers crawling to you. As one of the women near your ear , she whispers "Damn Papi, was this mixed by soundcloud.com/diegovolumes ?" You simply reply with a subtle nod.
You turn your head, "What's this ?" You notice the second woman approaching your dearest friend soundcloud.com/chvli. You can feel the tension in the room building up. The second woman now proceeds to follow in the foot steps of her friend, she then whispers "Damn did you produce this because my undies are soaked"

"Yes" he replies...

Written by Shakewell , Pouya & Max Beck
Screenplay by Migo Plug Danny
Lights: Germ & Ramirez
Stage Handling: Booty Sensei
Boom Operator: DJ Be My Friend
Casting Director: Crystal Meth

special thanks to mother , father , katy perry & satan senpai.

Terminal Sex (Feat. Pouya) Prod. By Chevali & Diego Farias

Lyrics for "Where Stars Go To Die" http://genius.com/Ghostemane-where-stars-go-to-die-lyrics

Lyrics for "Crucible" http://genius.com/Ghostemane-crucible-lyrics

Lyrics for "Blasphemy At Turnbull Canyon" http://genius.com/Ghostemane-blasphemy-at-turnball-canyon-lyrics

Lyrics for "Kybalion" http://genius.com/Ghostemane-kybalion-lyrics

GHOSTEMANE - Crucible [prod Nedarb]

Spotify

Pouya - We All Not Shit (Prod. By Chevali)

VERSE I: $LICK $LOTH

Still depressed
Still misunderstood
Still popping pills, popping seals, smoking backwoods
Still smoke a swisher if you got it with you
Everybody won't me sober, but i'm not a quitter
I say the less you know the better
That west bank fire setter
$uicide dream team
It's that codeine fiend
Hell bound is what i'm deemed
Surrounded by crime scenes
Only peace that i know is sleep or be deceased
I can't call it anymore
Get more depressed when i'm on tour
Wake up in the middle of a war
Wake up wishing that i was a fucking corpse, fuck...

VERSE II: RUBY DA CHERRY

Yeah, now if we got a problem, then we got a problem
I don't give a fuck
I can't even see that far at the bottom
My cousin toxic, and i'm rotten
This ain't an option
I was opting out responsibility
Turn a new leave and get it poppin
Pull up on their fucking ass
All they do is fucking ask "can i flash you with the gas?"
And so i pull up on their ass then i ask "want to catch the gat's blast?"
It's always back to back
$uicide used to calm my depression, used to call it my progression, used to make me less upset and $uicide now causes all my depression

VERSE I: LIL NO FLASH

Sold out shows, but i don't believe in souls
So i doubt these shows are going to leave me feeling whole
A couple blunts i blow and now i'm idolized, a role model
That'll get 'em to get me to model clothes
I'd rather snort up roxy's until that dope battle rattles
Nope, i'm not about to tackle yet another problem
I'll have to put this one at the bottom
I feel like fucking sodom and gomorrah, but life is sweet
Another black petal falling down right at my fucking feet
Another flower rotten, a bouquet of efforts
Sour scents are haunting my defeat
Sold out funeral no live nation fee
Captivate 100,000 people
Still me and the reaper me
100,000 want to meet me
I hope they'll let me be

VERSE II: LIL HALF CUT

I'm able to paint a picture most people can't even see
Basquiat mixed with Monet when that heron in me
Self-critic thats speaking in cryptic
Defying the laws of physics
Let me be specific
Sadistic, mr. pessimistic
Slickity sloth the motherfucker they call the anti-christ
Used to dream of fans chanting, screaming that "$uicide!"
Now i get on Instagram and they're posting my personal life
I promise it's not what it seems
Climb up just to fall down a stream
Drag me to the river
The richer i get, the worse my liver gets
No strippers on my zipper
Still in my room
Keep it dark as i can
Remember scraping up change just for cigarettes
Immortalized $uicide
No they won't forget

VERSE I: LIL REMAINS

Yeah playa
Yeah playa
All my teeth gold
Damn playa
Damn playa
I still can't sleep though
Yeah playa
Yeah playa
I be that sheep eater
Wolf creeper but disuised as the grim reaper
Sad playa
Sad playa
I be that sad playa
Damn playa
Damn playa
Thought you was money making?
Yeah playa
Yeah playa
Don't change that i'm forsaken
Grey playa
Third razor
Laugh at you bitches hating
Yeah playa
Yeah playa
My pupils dilating
Dope shot up in my veins
I'm feeling nauseated
Law breaker
Law breaker
I'm trying to feel alive
Make sure my teeth gold when i'm filled up with formaldehyde
$uicide

VERSE II: PAPA PINE

Used to be called a bunch of things before they called me snow leopard
I froze up and shivered off the shards of cold weather with no effort
Leather belt around my throat feels so better than the rope i had before
The results are the same, but now i'm comfy when i go
I got hoes that burn their wrist with the blunt they rolled for me
And now i'm always stoned
Always home alone
In the back of the benz, i got my squad i know
But, i only see them on the road, and the rest i know just want to use you
Always want to used you
Snakes in my face, yeah, i think i'm medusa
Polo pajamas with the pockets ripped
The red, white and blue ones
That's why i'm always losing money, but don't let that confuse you because now i got a mouth full of gold, but baby i'm still a loser

I No Longer Fear The Razor 3

I NO LONGER FEAR THE RAZOR GUARDING MY HEEL (III)

Spotify: http://spoti.fi/2jmffkv
iTunes: http://apple.co/2kze6aa

POUYA X FAT NICK DROP OUT OF SCHOOL MIXTAPE DROPPING FEBRUARY 24TH

POUYA X FAT NICK DROUP OUT OF SCHOOL TOUR DATES
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3/25/16 - So What?! Festival - Grand Prairie TX
3/26/17 - Tricky Falls - El Paso, TX
3/28/17 - Livewire - Scottsdale, AZ
3/29/17 - Chain Reaction - Anaheim, CA
3/30/17 - Vinyl @ Hard Rock Casino - Las Vegas, NV
3/31/17 - The Complex - Salt Lake City, UT
4/1/17 - Hodi's Half Note - Fort Collins, CO
4/2/17 - Marquis Theater - Denver, CO
4/4/17 - The Waiting Room - Omaha, NE
4/5/17 - Cabooze - Minneapolis, MN
4/6/17 - The Wire - Berwyn, IL
4/7/17 - Emerson Theater - Indianapolis, IN
4/8/17 - The Stache - Grand Rapids, MI
4/9/17 - The Mod Club - Toronto, ON
4/11/17 - Ritual - Ottawa, ON
4/12/17 - Theatre Berri - Montreal, QC
4/13/17 - The Palladium - Worcester, MA
4/14/17 - Amityville Music Hall - Amityville, NY
4/15/17 - Marlin Room @ Webster Hall - New York, NY
4/17/17 - GameChanger World - Howell, NJ
4/18/17 - Shaka's - Virginia Beach, VA
4/19/17 - Arizona Pete's - Greensboro, SC
4/20/17 - 1904 Music Hall - Jacksonville, FL
4/21/17 - Crowbar - Tampa, FL
 
Prod by: @Flexatelli

@Pouya-Kevin
https://twitter.com/Pouyalilpou
https://www.facebook.com/officialpouya

@FatNick
https://twitter.com/_FatNick
https://www.facebook.com/therealfatnick

www.pouya305.com

Torch

TOUR

Torch [Prod by: Flexatelli]

Ghostemane X Shakewell X Pouya X Erick The Architect - 

DROP OUT OF SCHOOL TOUR TICKETS ON SALE NOW: WWW.POUYA305.COM/DROPOUTOFSCHOOL

Prod. by @damsunmtm

@Pouya-Kevin
twitter.com/Pouyalilpou
facebook.com/officialpouya

@Ghostemane
twitter.com/ghostemane
instagram.com/ghostemane

@Shakewell818
twitter.com/ShakeWell818

@ErickArchitect
twitter.com/erickarcelliott

Death By Dishonor

Death By Dishonor (Prod. Mikey The Magician)

https://G59Records.com

[VERSE I: LIL REMAINS]

we be them gorillas creepin' inside your motherfucking mind
germ got the axe
watch him lift it up and then swing it from behind

[VERSE II: GERM]

who is he?
that fucker a beast
came with the fleet, knock you out your fleece
cold summers with them long winters, if need be
fuck the world, bitch, i'm balls deep

[VERSE III: LIL INFECTED]

demons surround me
i'm drowing
i'm fiending for opiates
scheming
i hope it gets colder
the seasons they change but we holding
defeating the opposition
opposite of the competition

[VERSE IV: LIL REMAINS]

we start a fucking riot
don't try me
i strike like lightning or tyson
do drive by's riding on bikes, man
i swear that murder excitin'
i'm expediting your life's end
we multiplying alliance
you biting? well, i'm delighted
welcome to hell, i'm your guidance

[VERSE V: GERM]

hold on
call on me
diamonds dancing, homie
running for office
offensive and lawless
balls of the rawest in jaws of the new elect
fucked up be my set like ratchets with hatchets wilding
catching necks.
i'm bout bad shit like where the plague at?
that guy with the lost cause
fifty one fifty
spazzing, screaming where the flame at?

[VERSE VI: LIL INFECTED]

flame on
plague calm
stained palms
pop eight pills now the fucking pain's gone
slaying yall
chain flawed
same song
change long
long mane
raised kong
trained kong to slay them broads
reign strong

[VERSE VII: LIL REMAINS]

dirty nasty up the ante
drop top, dat way
mr. pop off on a banny

[VERSE VIII: GERM]

i got a bottle of thompson
bunch of shitty whiskey in me
gentilly with the 7th ward lord
razor blades slice the vocal chords

[VERSE IX: LIL INFECTED]

from new orleans to atlanta
sip a dirty big shot fuck a fanta
sell out a show in santa ana
dirty nasty propaganda

DIRTIERNASTIERSUICIDE

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - SLIP ON A BANANA CLIP

Buffet Boys Playlist: http://smarturl.it/buffetboys

Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ia8xqNWa0eY
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/5o7ZDvfOry1MNhNLBOJulo
Itunes:  http://itunes.apple.com/album/id1215562398?ls=1&app=itunes

[Prod. by: FLEXATELLI]

1000 Rounds

1000 Rounds Ft. Ghostemane [Prod. by: FLEXATELLI]

[VERSE I: RUBY DA CHERRY]

ruby slipped a roofie in cream soda with a two piece
riding uzi
riding two seats
slide two cups inside the koozie
i'm so slumped
i'm so numb
swerving, skrrting with the pump
serving bumps
ruby da chump gotta loosen the blunt
gotta screw that's loose, too
but no the noose
stunting
gotta watch the fucking news
making my debut
stunting
getting goose from your bitch, too
juicing up the oven
yung ooze 
gotta prove that i'm a dime a dozen
$uicidal, so is my cousin
i gotta gut feeling theres a blade up in my stomach
i don't fear god cause i know that he's just bluffing
ima die one day
open up the gates to nothing
heaven ain't an option
so before the buzzards start crunching
ima keep on fuck it
ima keep on saying fuck em
ima keep on saying nothing
unless you want to get to fucking, best keep on trucking

[VERSE II: ANTHONY MARS]

curb checking when i'm whipping with the leopard in the '94
hearing voices in my mind hoe
heroin down my nose
like houston, coming down
hundred blades on the tahoe
light up my tabacco
rebirth of the scarecrow
i just put my hand in my pocket found a xan ay
cut throat with draco
it's the yung slenderman ay
you ain't seen a psycho till lil slick without his pills
my life just wants to give in every time these burdens build
on me
on me
on me

KILL YOURSELF Part XIII: The Atlantis Saga

O' LORD! I HAVE MY DOUBTS

XXX - ILOVEITWHENTHEYRUN

Grey Gods (Feat $uicideboy$) [Prod.By Tacet]

https://G59RECORDS.COM

[VERSE I: YUNG MUTT]

they told me "heavy is the head that wears the crown"
which is why i'm always looking down
looking like i'm always down
another year 
another clown
another round
another down
another grave i dug
another stain that's on my gucci gown
flip a fucking cross when i cross dress
satan in the flesh
bitch i never gave a fuck about what they said
put a whole in a fuckboy head
his face a fucking mess
yeah his face look like some mesh
fishnet
he a fucking pussy but ruby no rookie
yet another god is what i fucking could be
if i ever left my room
my fucking tomb
dreary wishes bitch i'm doomed
the king of gloom
got imposters on the roster
claim they fostered what i offered
watch me zoom
fuck it

[VERSE II: YUNG CHRIST]

it's that motherfucking anti-christ born through immaculate conception
perspective or perception
sick and tired here's a lesson
fuck your god
i'm your god
i'm your false idol
killed your fucking archangel st. michael
it's that devil in disguise, bitch
everybody dies, bitch
electric chair to fry 
switch
say goodbye then i blow a kiss
everybody welcome to my heron paradise
all my demons colonize
G R E Y
it's the 5 to the 9
we are them dogs that will bite
dreams that terrorize your mind at night
i spy a loaded 9 mm
$UICIDE mind
slipping deeper
creeping out my motherfucking grave
creature corpse slick and plague always remain
praise thy grey
caesar of these fucking apes

KILL YOURSELF Part XVI: The Faded Stains Saga

GLOOM

[Verse: LIL CUT THROAT]

Ate a couple jiggas with that Glock on my side
Riding, hanging out the window, screaming "Who wanna die?"
Savage lil addict with 100 bad habits
Say "I need prayer," all I need is my ratchet
Pull up, swang with the blade
Then I pray over dead prey
Banging grey till my grave
Milli rock, sa passe
What that mean? I don't know, took about four Xans today
Sipping lean, dying slow, drugs make me feel okay
Jackal from the flames, make a stang of a bitch like you
Fuck the 12, fuck the cops, we ain't forgot about you
Kill mo', kill mo'
Gleesh walk on a sack
Burn a half a mil in cash
Fuck that paper, turn it ash
Walk away and start to laugh
"Ha-ha-ha-ha ha-ha"
No more, I got cash, cash, cash, and cars and broads
Hit that seven figure mark without an A&R
$carecrow walking in the fog
Life got worse than it was before, ho

[VERSE II: LIL INFECTED]

Prolly cop a script of roxys
Oddy kinda sloppy
Got me dodging all these bodies
Body bag em in the lobby
Dropping adderall in alcohol and then i pop a fucking oxy
I'm a zombie
I'm a motherfucking dead man walking
Speak on oddy name
It's just another dead man talking
Got these dead man stalking
Copy silhouette chalky
Typing out your problems
Just another red handed hawking
Cherry flavored dick
Ruby got these chicken heads squawking
Do it how i does it yeah fuck the way they say they taught me
Please just fucking off me
Plague is pleading for diseases so yall get the fuck up off me
Only saying cheese when i ask how much they brought me
Fuck a frame freeze
Command delete on these fucking paparazzi offspring

KILL YOURSELF Part XX: The Infinity Saga

NOW I'M UP TO MY NECK WITH OFFERS

This is how the song was originally produced obviously but I had to do some digging online to find it. The one they published on SoundCloud is fast tempo for some reason.

$uicideboy$ - My Scars Are Like Evidence Being Mailed To The Judge  (Edit)

XXXTENTACION - Angel

I WANT TO DIE IN NEW ORLEANS DROPS SEPT 7
PREORDER: https://suicideboysstore.com

[VERSE 1: NORMAN AROMIC] 

hold up
po’ me up
double the cup just to cut the stress in half
guess who the fuck left
after all is said and done regret the past
best move along got a long way to go
i dont know
i dont know
i dont know
shawty i dont mind but your always on my mind
think about you all the time
think about you all the time
where the fuck was i when this relationship dried
i was probably (too) high to realized you left my side
i will finally give out and die
i would love it if you bring me flowers if you come by
if you come around

[VERSE 2: ANTHONY MARS]

$uicide been on my mind
Pour my heart on the concrete every fucking time
Each time you left
Feels like you died
Depressed and I don’t wanna go on any longer
Delusions keep me going
Illusions keep me hoping
Parachute woven from broken down
Men - are from Mars
But there’s nothing but cold
Grow up all alone
No fam
No home
So I do drugs just to numb up
Yea I do drugs when I wanna
Back off the Xans
Five in the morning
Ain’t tryna come down
Ain’t tryna be sober

I Want to Die In New Orleans

MEET MR. NICEGUY

Ruby and $crim describe the peak of their depression in “Antarctica,” a song released in 2016, it serves as the outro track Dark Side of the Clouds.

It features a prolific sample of “I Remember” by Deadmau5, which was subject to controversy after Deadmau5 himself called out the boys' for copyright infringement after he claimed they used an “entire section” of his song.

LYRICS:

[Intro: Haley Gibby]
Letting a new day begin
Letting a new day begin
Letting a new day begin
Hold to the time that you know


[Verse 1: YUNG $CARECROW]
Locked in my room, four black walls
Tie the noose, no recall
No resolve, fuck withdrawal
Rather shoot up 'til I fall
Murder on call with the *59
Twenty years, and it seem like a lifetime
I been hanging every day from a lifeline
While these fuckers had a dinner every night time
Smoke, smokin' that dope off the foil, let me ball
Hoe, please don't call, don't fuck with y'all
Spray paint the walls with blood and whatever
Drag you outside, let you rot in the weather
I don't think I can explain any better
I'm $carecrow the terror and live for the lesser
My birth was an error


[Verse 2: LORD OF LONELINESS]
I am the Lord of Loneliness
I'll hold my breath, just spoke with death
He said he hopes for the best
Told him I'm ropin' my neck
Then I woke up chokin' from the hole in my chest
Somehow I manage to function and hope
Every day got a lump in my throat
That's them pills swallowed whole
Smoke a blunt and then fuck all these hoes
End up humpin' they throat
Get the fuck away from me, I hate all of you, faithfully
This world was never made for me
Thankfully, I'm trained to see past all the lies, the ranks, the scenes
I'll shank my knees, then walk the plank and freeze


[Outro: Haley Gibby]
Letting a new day begin
Hold to the time that you know

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO G*59 RECORDS

www.g59records.com
SoundCloud.com/g59

Antarctica

$UICIDEBOY$ - ANTARCTICA (ORIGINAL)

Over eight years, my SoundCloud has quietly passed 1.3 million plays — mostly from a few minimal edits that seemed to find their own gravity. I go by CantSneakUpOnMe, and what I make sits somewhere between editing and interpretation. I take songs that already say something powerful and focus them — a fade-out that lands softer, a transition that breathes longer, or a final moment that feels like it could stay with you a little while after it ends. It’s not about reinventing; it’s about revealing the part that already carried meaning and letting it linger.

The track that made everything real was “My Scars Are Like Evidence…”. It’s the piece that listeners keep returning to — a song that disappeared from SoundCloud for a while and came back stronger, climbing past 600,000 plays. You can tell it’s alive by how it behaves: the play map shows consistent listens across different regions every single month — not sudden bursts, but steady, organic growth. The repeat-listen ratio is unusually high, meaning people aren’t just finding it once; they’re coming back to it again and again. When a song keeps its momentum like that — without promotion, without algorithmic spikes — it’s a sign that it’s become evergreen, something people return to when they need the feeling again.

There’s also something beautiful about how the track has evolved. There’s a slowed-down version and a faster one now, and my original pacing sits between them. Each one has found its own pocket of listeners — some want to sink into it, some want to move with it — and the fact that all three coexist successfully tells me the song has crossed a threshold. It’s not just being heard; it’s being adopted. That’s what a cult following looks like: when people start reshaping a song because it already speaks their language.

What’s striking is how little of this was engineered. I’ve never bought promotion or paid for placement. Every listen has come naturally through organic linking, playlist sharing, and late-night rediscovery. The analytics show small surges from direct links — meaning people are sending it to each other, not stumbling in by algorithm. That’s how a song earns its staying power: not through exposure, but through personal connection.

I think that’s what people respond to in the edits — the restraint. A slow fade-out isn’t technical; it’s emotional. It lets the song exit like a memory instead of a broadcast. That approach has shaped everything I’ve done since. I don’t aim for perfection — I aim for presence.

People have started calling “My Scars Are Like Evidence…” a cult favorite, and I understand why now. The numbers confirm it, but it’s more than that. It’s about the emotional half-life of the sound — the way it continues to find new listeners years later and keeps showing up in different forms and tempos, each time meaning something slightly new. That’s what I care about most: making something that stays alive long after I’ve finished touching it.

I make these edits to find that feeling again — the quiet, human moment when a track stops being just a song and starts being a space people return to. If you’ve ever found one of mine that did that for you, then that’s the success I care about


I rebuild the end and put a fade-out. That’s why my romantic, deep, or slow beat music does so good. Send me your music cantsneakuponme@gmail.com I can work with you if I like what I hear. For real. Don’t hesitate. We may work a contract deal for backend profit if you’re short. 

Check me out on YouTube to find copyright protected material

https://www.youtube.com/@cantsneakuponme


They took down all my popular Suicideboys edits

I am Jesus Christ www.TheLambsTestimony.com

$uicideboy$ - My Scars Are Like Evidence Being Mailed To The Judge (Edit)

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