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waterfalls was here

Trippie Redd - Miss The Rage Ft. Playboi Carti

Tell Em

Nights In Shibuya

Happy Holidays! A little Soundcloud and YouTube Exclusive for the real fans before the end of the year! I couldn't clear the sample so the song will never make it to all platforms but nonetheless I felt like sharing the good vibes with everyone anyways. "X-Files Vol.2" New Album Coming soon!

I.K.H.I.F

Lou Anthony's 2023 debut, "Girls From The Bay," is a bouncy, party-banging love song for/about all the beautiful and loyal women of the Bay Area. Neo, one of SoCal's finest young producers, is the mind behind the composition, sampling Christopher Williams' "Every Little Thing U Do" from 1992.

Girls From The Bay

Stream Anywhere

Trussss (Fast)

Boom!

XELA @FATALXELA - FATAL (BATTLECRY!) Prod. Curtains x Synthetic x Aunix 

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XELA @FATALXELA - FATAL (BATTLECRY!) PROD. CURTAINS x SYNTHETIC x AUNIX

ORDER ON iTUNES: https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/radical-$uicide-ep/id1126901431

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Radical $uicide

$UICIDEBOY$ x GETTER - STOP CALLING US HORRORCORE

OFFICIAL VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZQRsDx11pCg

[VERSE I: SOULJA RAG MURDER]

all i see is scrubs
face mean mugged
on a couple drugs
smoke with migo plug
FTP my blood
grey the fucking gang
boy stay in your lane
never high
just maintain
hate this fame
hate this game
take these shoes
last a day
oil flowing through my veins
lil remains that make that stain
y'all look good in cellophane mane
insane
real blade
swing it through your fucking brain
i said fuck 'em
we got a problem?
what you gonna do with it?
i think nada
just a persona
and i'm nirvana
popping xans to make you mad i know you want some
rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling
got an ounce of the coke white snow floating
river road shawty
yung christ the one chosen
slick tote the AK47 stolen
woadie joscin' 

[VERSE II: SNOWMANE]

all of yall are oversaturating 'preme and bape
bitch its FTP all fucking day
all yall look the fucking same
fuck the fame
fuck a lane
bitch i'm bout to swerve into the toll booth and scrape the change
bring out your dead and blaming it on yung plague
bitch i pull up with the K
K9 by my right leg until i say OK
K9 on his hind legs ripping off your face
all i gotta say is G*59 until the grave
1 color
2 numbers
3 fingers in the sky amongst the thunder
i'm like fuck the others
ima bring the ruckus
i might fuck your bitch
she swears she suffers under the covers
ima hell hound
hell bound
shawty wanna die
ima sell pounds
shawty said she might let them bells pound
shawty wanna cry
i'm like fuck
every night keep turning black
i close my eyes

KILL YOURSELF Part XII: The Dark Glacier Saga

2ND HAND

SAGAS DROP SEPTEMBER 11TH NEVER FORGET

[VERSE I: YUNG MARASCHINO]

still got no hoes
so i'm pouring four o's
solo
solo cup double up
3 percs fizzle at the bottom 
if you don't know
hit you when i thrown bones from a pile of skeletons still sitting in my front lawn
drawn to the shadow
call me shadowkhan
crawl to the gallows
now the shadow gone
born with an arrow
sharp with a broken bow
aim it at the fucking battlefront 
ladder climbing up to her window
glass shatters now i'm playing fucking limbo
yeah, i got the cut on my neck
now that bitch wet
only fucking with me when she thinks i'm depressed
told that bitch "bet."
ima fucking jet 
no sweat
ima sip lead
swallow fucking bullets til my lips seep red
ruby been dead

[VERSE II: LIL REMAINS}

yung james jones
sipping on that throwed
mac 11 grip
and my fucking pistol all chrome
i'm fucking bound to bone
bound to the phonk
every day a different day
still getting throwed
middle finer to the hoes
middle finger to the world
umbrella for the tears and the red rain coming down my eyelids 
hate show biz
hate all the fame shit
vanish away like spaceghostpurrp did
either that or blow a hole through my head, shit
cuz things ain't what it is
everything switched
its like i'm watching a movie and i've seen the end
pretend smiles turn to whispers when your body turns
scarecrow bout to burn up in an urn

KILL YOURSELF Part XVI: The Faded Stains Saga

I'M DONE.

[VERSE I: PAPA PINE]

ruby smoking like he's haunted
big blunt
i light the front end
me and my bitch, we keep it 80/20
get it how i want it
double cup
i fuckin double deck
sippin piss
i'm sippin tussinex
told that bitch i'm cutting necks
pulling out her throat while i pull up in the fucking benz
told her fucking friends "ruby ain't that cool in person"
so i asked her fucking friends if it was cool if i insert
snatch their purses
now i'm counting all this money
practice makes it perfect
money can't buy you happiness
all my life i fucking heard it
but money can buy a lot of drugs
at least enough to last me
shit, i think i fucking earned it
earned it
ain't got a purpose
what's worse is a deserve it

[VERSE II: YUNG $CARCROW]

smoking on the bud sac
ounces of that indo
paranoid illusions
tap the gun against the window
substance in my lungs
slow motion
benz cruising
masked up
insuing
rob cuz of overusing
6 double 6 elements
never quit or dope sick
the d the o the p the e
i'm always on a chase
to hit up outer space
ain't no case
where i don't need it every fucking day
when you see us
yeah you know we're on them fucking drugs
percocets, xanax, roxycodone crush em up
snort it
top notch
bud crop
maybe quit later
fuck that til i'm dead
i am popping medication

SMOKED OUT, SCOPED OUT

[VERSE I: $LICK $LOTH]

eyes stay bloodshot
both on fetty wap
let them roll back while them drugs do their job
same motherfuckers thinking that they still hot be the same motherfuckers i can't see at the top
6 double 6 til my crucifix
diagnosed a lunatic
blood on me no need to rinse
been dead for years no need to slit
suboxone strips so i don't slip
but all my cravings still exist
shit
sometimes i just need that fix
sometimes i just need that drip
voices say you need that bitch
convinced i'm made to die with it
scripts stay piled up with my sins
sniffing them pills all i feel is bliss
falling from a cliff no saving $lick
fate laid out no changing it
found my piece
accept it
that i am my own apocalypse

[VERSE II: RUBY DA CHERRY]

digital villain
the sin of the internet
your wifi password is incorrect throw up the set
G59 in full effect
cigarette smoke silhouette
me and slick sloth in the trunk of the vette with pouya in the front headed straight for the check
stains on the blades
no that ain't wet paint
that's your favorite fucking rappers brains on the pavement 
typical drug addict
fictional love at it's finest
i'm pissing away my whole life and it's fine because ruby the cherry is physical
i'm just a piece of shit trying to shine
ignorant swine
what a pitiful try
bitch i'm ripping out spines
$OUTH$IDE$UICIDE
sifting through pine just so i can get high one more time
let me shout i'm high til i die

Boom!

MATT OX