ONI TYPE BEAT

horror lies type beat

damn i came straight from the dirty south
from a place where they aint finna talk it out
member when i had no whip i would just walk it out
say you hottest in the city what you talking bout?
if we talking bout the cash got a large amount
when u rich bitches only thing to figure out
they just hating on me cause i got a different sound
fucked the game up and moved up to a different town

yeah i gotta make it out my mf city
member all them days aint nobody fucking with me
now i wake up everyday and its a brand new pair of titties
fuck up out my face less you tryna make some millies, dawg
aye, all this acting shit been getting silly dawg
im the goat and i aint talking billy dawg
say that you gon one up me oh really dawg?
see how much you talk when i up this semi dawg, aye

shawty gettin naked aint her bday
shakin ass told her put that shit on replay
but she playin games like EA
i might have to switch it up just like a DJ
diving thru these bands like a running back
i told shawty i aint never coming back
i aint comin back

replay w/ idy wavey (prod. waytoolost)

And now for something completely different. Following Sofa’s no-nonsense jungle adventure, we now have something so utterly nonsensical and ridiculous it will either enrage or delight you. Please welcome gladde paling. 

The smoothest eel this side of the Scheldt, part merrymaker, part mad scientist, gladde paling has been tickling fans silly with his intense two minute hype bullets for exactly a year. Launching last July, his signature is based in finding daft, surreal and plain stupid samples and flipping them into meme-ified missives that flex between jump-up, hardcore and hard dance. 

Literally anything is fair game to this young talent. From the announcement sound on a Dutch Intercity Sprinter to sounds of chickens, sirens, strange spoken vocals, his own Instagram followers and cult theme tunes anyone who grew up outside of The Netherlands will have no clue about.   

Sitting on the fence is impossible. You will either love or hate it. But no one can deny the freshness gladde paling offers amid a sea of identikit dark rollers and emo copies right now. As he says himself in this interview, people don’t go to a rave... so why be serious?

Head here for the full story and tracklist: https://1-more-thing.co.uk/audio/1-more-mix-002/

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1 More Mix 002 - gladde paling

[Verse I: Germ]
fire spitter
wood grain whipper
percs cut out the liquor
drank sipper 
fuck a doctor bitch and it’s still fuck my liver
head spinner
Dior on my bitches
they all bout the benjis 
lane switchin 
paint drippin 
hope the feds ain’t on my pimpin 
caught the flight 
we done took off we on pluto now 
walk em down 
his ass fried 
he in them pits right now 
bounties up 
heard they want my head 
This ain’t GTA
NBA ballin like I’m Kobe 
hella choppa blades 
smokin’ potent 
just put down the potion I can barely breathe 
Hennessy colored Mercedes big body we came for the cheese
Pretty please bitch I said once and now you gots to bleed
forgis on the truck when I pull up it’s easy 
bet these demons see me and they wanna be me 
I been out my body uptop like a beanie 
heard that boy he crazy he’s been hot like fevers 
please dont lose yourself you ain’t never gon please me

[VERSE II: Scrim]
Don’t give no fucks I was raised by them goons
Came out the womb I was gripping that tool
Kept the glock 45 in my backpack at school
Grey 59 boy and my click filled with wolves
Sub 8s just to keep my fuckin mind straight
Auto steering and I still can’t even drive straight
Eastern bloc wetto raising up the crime rate
Suicide bitch I’m everything you’re mom hate
G R E Y till I die
Drug addicts up and down my blood line
Chains more flooded than the lower 9
Hear my battle cry oh ohhhhhh
This that DNS slick
Call the EMS quick
Seats color period
Paint PMSing
If them pills pressed then
It’s still fuck it ima pop em
From the west of the Huey
Where we pop, lock, and drop em

[Verse III: Ruby]
gimme all your fucking hate
i need that shit like yesterday
only way 
that im able to motivate myself
“ruby such a loser”
bitch i agree with you what the hell?
insecurity what i sell
g59 the cartel
g59 the army bitch im bout to buy a fucking tank
east bank 
bound 
bitch im south 
of the lake
runnin round town everyday like wow ruby really on the prowl 
better pray
better take your family somewhere safe
i got demons with me i might let em out the cage
suicide live coming at you from the fucking grave
bitch i hide from the limelight im chillin in the shade
when the times right
ill be sidelined 
pay attention to my eyesight
checkin highlights
find the future of the 59 get em signed might let em shine bright and thats really all i gotta motherfucking say

DIRTIESTNASTIEST$UICIDE

My Swisher Sweet, But My Sig Sauer

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - MY SWISHER SWEET, BUT MY SIG SAUER

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$UICIDEBOY$ x SHAKEWELL - GUTTER BRAVADO

FOLLOW ME! 🦄🦄🦄🦄🦄🦄

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Unicorn On Ketamine - Boomer

You Was Right [Produced By Metro Boomin]

WRIST. [Prod. HOLLOW]

szűz mária a falamon

(This song is by Rich Brian from 88rising btw.  I did not make it lol)

Rich Brian - History

STREAM

VOID

A N G E L S   T A K I N G   D R U G S   T O O
by MORIC.TRASH
produced by MORIC.TRASH
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Spotify:
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Lyrics:

[intro]
(...)

[verse1]

Imma pull up on your block
Today is cashin out for real
I got gucci bag on my shoulder
Inside made all of green
I got hoes in my bed
I got wings on my back
Imma fly to the sky
Demons gonna chase me high

Blowin cocain in the back
Smokin OG with your ex
My body is goin numb
Imma runnin up the sky
When I arrive to the heaven
Imma smoke a blunt with jesus
Then Im blackin out for real
And Im gonna rest in pieces

(...)

[verse 2]

Wanna pull up on me
But I pull up on a bitch 
Wanna hit my fuckin face
Cuz Im fuckin your lil sis

Dippin my dick into lean
She’s just suckin narcotic
After one single occasion
She became a dick addict

I got choppers in my backyard
Fully armed I dont tell shit
After sex(es) with my exes
Might happen I can’t resist
Wanna open up my vein
Just that I can feel the pain
But instead of dying, mama hypeing
Blowin up for real

Imma sippin mumm champagne yeah bitch all night
Imma sit back and relax when you do right
Give me one more chance for life if I die young
I dont give a fuck bout death we all gon’ die!

ANGELS TAKING DRUGS TOO

Tracklist: 
Post Malone-Better Now
XXXTENTACION-SAD
Lil Nas X-Old Town Road
Post Malone-Circles
Travis Scott-Goosebumps
6ix9ine-GOOBA
Dzsúdló ft  Lil Frakk-LEJ
AKC Misi x Kisé-Gyémánt
Juice WRLD-Lucid Dreams

ANGELS TAKING DRUGS TOO

MORIC.TRASH

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