DEATH CLOCK (PROD. SUNDS)

CoaastGxd - Faallout
Produced by CoaastGxd
Engineered by Mike Stringer
Mixed and Mastered by CoaastGxd
Art by Halo Blaack

Lyrics
[verse 1]
Take ten steps back off a fucking cliff,
Lip split if he try to ditch,
catch a fucking fist,
Problem is I cant trust nobody but my fucking bitch,
If he flip,
Leave em in a ditch,
With the fucking tics.

Im a lunatic,
An introverted hooligan,
An unconverted christian with two bitches getting unit in,
And trust me lil puta I aint ever getting fooled again,
This shit is punitive and I aint ever getting ruled against.

[Hook]
I might die everyday of my fucking life,
I fight, I cant escape from my fucking mind,
I might die everyday of my fucking life,
I might die everyday of my fucking life.

[verse 2]
Take ten steps back,
what you frontin for?
Ima smoke blunts till my lungs feeling fucking sore,

You dont know who you are fucking with,
Pull up on me catch a fucking fist,
Slaughter, it is the prerogative,
saying shit to be provocative.

I said it again and again and again,
You are my enemy,
You are no friend,
Lucifer calling, to hell I descend,
This is the end of a world we condemned.

I got friends saying Im fucking up,
But look at my numbers they running up,
They sayin that Im no fun enough,
But I bet they be back when my money up.

[hook]

Faallout

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Faallout [Prod. CoaastGxd]

cover by @hxnjv
MIX AND MASTER BY @CANTWIN HE DID A AMAZING JOB
@cantwin, @slen_lb @killebov @snakepitch @fuckapache @fabidhabi @pxlse @sojhi

NOTWINNING x SLEN x KILL EBOLA x SNAKEPITCH x APACHE x FABI DHABI - MORTALITY! [prod. PULSE x SOJHI]

Doused down the cast
Match and light it up
Hidden down your sleeve
Bet you don't believe
Grieving when i interrupt
Aroused by the shit that you've seen
Like it's nicotine
Pressure building boiling point is reaching
Gambling like you're dreaming

Stakes so high they're subliminal
I can mimic the ritual
Hit the limit
I get it that's just a gimmick

But the clocks ticking
Ringing my headache is on the brink
I'm might have said it between the lines if you read it
But bitch illiterate

Down and swing around
But where's your hammer now?
Unless you coming out the cloud with a frown
Now your face at the base of my d*ck
Personalities evasive
Covered up and never traced outside their base

Doused down the cast
Match and light it up
Hidden down your sleeve
Bet you don't believe
Grieving when i interrupt
Aroused by the shit that you've seen
Like it's nicotine
Pressure building boiling point is reaching
Gambling like you're dreaming

Damned on your back
Bitch you bout to get it again
Ascend when i bring it up a level
Like i never saw the pain of my supression
When you're coming out the chains

Bringing out the panic
Schizo-motherfuckin-frenic
Folded back and laced in venom
Where is my mind?

Down and swing around
But where's your hammer now?
Unless you coming out the cloud with a frown
Now your face at the base of my d*ck
Personalities evasive
Covered up and never traced outside their base

Pieced together like a cheap pair of pants [Prod. Istasha]

lefthandluck - left hand prod prxpvne

LEFT HAND PROD PRXPVNE

UNAVERAGE GANG - Psychopaths

Superfluous since the first day
Hear the carol of the needle cannot wait
Leech an odyssey of ashtrays
Put a saddle on your back I need a break 

One percent to black 
And then you back into the set 
Hear a snapping the second it conjugated 
Lean the fuck in to your high space 
Faded? okay 
Armed up bandit pull your sleeves and trek in missions 
Need a band to make a renegade of vessels set to mitigate 
See the preacher needs some ayahuasca 
Knocking at your bible Book of psalms, a gaol 
Break open a batch up for your recital 
Wear a tie 
Choke and blackout till your 20/20

Doubted sin 
Disease 
Admission; Snort Cocaine for Jesus 
Zip 
Contagious 
Stay affected like an Alcoholics fetus
At the Everglades and knees deep
Rattle brain into a seizure 
What you want?
Take your bitching 
get baptized until your gone

Snort Cocaine For Jesus [Prod. Istasha]

Amazing cover art by @prxpvne
With @depthstrida

Lyrics
[Idiot]
Deep into cracks
Locked up 
Tucked in my laptop 
Breathing is though
Fucked up 
But never stop 

Pack it for my discipline 
Never find it 
I'm missing it 
Leaking into the pond
That the monocytes all are fishing in 

Save it from the draught
Run it down the drain 

Concave placement and crafting it using acid rain 

Cryogenic stains on your bitch
Need to try again 
Never put your wave in a wish
At the vile ends

[Hook]
Blade lines
White Strained eyes
Upgrading in veins
Delayed,
And break time

With the 
Paid smile 
Back into your crypt
Act a master for a while
While reality is script

[DEPTH STRIDA]
Four walls one room 
naked walls we live in doom 
find a way through all this bloom 
This is what we got into 

Test subjects the world suspect so tell me what  you gonna do I feel like I’m in a zoo I am just a fucking tool
Connected through the deep web we store the drugs right where we sleep at 
Mercenaries share a secret bout the catacombs of the depths

Depth strida istasha we gin teach you how   To suffer 
Way too long I been this fucked up my head is my own disaster

Autoinduced Attrition w/ DEPTH STRIDA [Prod. Istasha]

Produced by @istasha
Art by @c3of

[LYRICS]

I'm unstoppable.
You can't put me to the vault.
I'mma train my soul.
I'mma get invincible.
You can try me,
you can find me,
But it won't be enough to stop me.
You can try to put back,
hoping I won't attack.
This like an open bar of your blood.
I pity you, my little friend.
Nobody's fucking with you.
You never felt alive, alive
ALIVE.

2x
Indestructible,
Single-minded like a bull,
You can try to break my pride. 
But it'll only make you cry.
Fire in the sky,
You will die.
When I look at you I see a child
Someone who as no responsibility. 
A fucking looser
A fucking coward.
You say you lost your life,
I say you never had one.
Don't pour that look at me.
You never should have come at the first place.

[ A M V ]

Indestructible [prod. Istasha]

Lyrics:
Tired tracks
Spiral steps
Spinning mind blank
In the bank I forget

Ephasize
Inner Strain
In the back of the brain where they line it with eyes

Get a fucking sense dont need a
Banquet
Anguish
Apparently 
They end up in 
Basket 
Of ashes 

Light another post 
Appear redacted 
in caskets
Aint no point pressed 
Take notes out of guess

Don't trail 
Need sweep
Cover
in it to deep 
Turn black
White dress
All Red 
Blood weep

Seamless as curtain on my vision 
Out of blindfolds 
Stem from a certain dispositions 
Not account for

Strida:
fighting my anxiety
ghosts are passing right through me
splitting off reality
when was the last time i caught some good sleep
i just wanna pull the trigger my brain feel like a disease
always having nightmares cause istasha guides me through my dreams
wide horns 
cleric beast
time has come to serve the feast
blood inherit from diseased

The Blood Ministration Does Not Praise The Sun /w DEPTH STRIDA [Prod. Istasha]

PRXJEK- STRESS + DEPRESSION (FUCK ME UP) [PROD. CHECSHIN]

NO LONGER IS THIS A WARNING - EP  - https://fanlink.to/bt4e

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LYRICS

[HOOK]
STRESS, DEPRESSION, FUCK ME UP 
STRESS, DEPRESSION, FUCK ME UP
STRESS, DEPRESSION, FUCK ME UP
STRESS, DEPRESSION, FUCK ME UP

[VERSE 1]
THEY SAY KEEP MY HEAD UP 
IM SO FED UP I CANNOT DECIDE 
WHETHER NOT TO GO ON 
OR JUST CALL IT QUITS AND TAKE MY LIFE 
PROBLEM AFTER PROBLEM 
WHY THE FUCK CAN’T I JUST MAKE IT RIGHT? 
LATE AT NIGHT I LIE AWAKE 
AND WONDER WHY AM I ALIVE? 
DON’T ASK ME IF OKAY 
I’LL JUST TELL YOU LIES 
I SWEAR I HATE WHEN THEY ASK IF IM ALRIGHT 
STUCK INSIDE THE DARK 
NO LONGER SEEK THE LIGHT 
I DONT THINK THAT I WILL EVER WIN THIS FIGHT 
MY DEPRESSION EATING AT ME 
TIRED OF PRETENDING TO BE HAPPY 
MY DEPRESSION EATING AT ME 
TIRED OF PRETENDING TO BE HAPPY 

[HOOK]
STRESS, DEPRESSION, FUCK ME UP 
STRESS, DEPRESSION, FUCK ME UP
STRESS, DEPRESSION, FUCK ME UP
STRESS, DEPRESSION, FUCK ME UP

[VERSE 2]
EVERYTHING YOU SEE IS A FACADE 
DEAD INSIDE BUT NO ONE REALLY SEEM TO GIVE A FUCK 
GAVE MY WRIST A CUT, BUT BACK THEN I WAS OUTTA LUCK 
DIDN’T BLEED OUT, WASN’T DEEP ENOUGH, I WISH IT WAS 
WANNA LAY DOWN COVERED IN MY BLOOD 
WONDERING TO MYSELF IF IM GOING DOWN OR UP 
HELL OR HEAVEN I DON’T GIVE A MOTHER FUCK NOW 
MAKES NO DIFFERENCE IF I RISE OR IF IM DRAGGED DOWN 

[HOOK]
STRESS, DEPRESSION, FUCK ME UP 
STRESS, DEPRESSION, FUCK ME UP
STRESS, DEPRESSION, FUCK ME UP
STRESS, DEPRESSION, FUCK ME UP

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STRESS + DEPRESSION (FUCK ME UP)[PROD. CHECSHIN]

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@ONIINCTEAM
@okaminokami666
@prxpvne

ONIVERSE

Glue Eater (feat. Okaminokami)

https://soundcloud.com/istasha

Lyrics:
Skull broke it get brittle as the jaw bone 
Breaking down particles of sludge into its maw soaked 
Goop dripped tubes ripped hanging out the bottle 
Loose lipped, two shits handled by tomorrow 


Large ligths flash gonna send him on a bad way 
dark night path catch him emptying his ash tray 
Yall type last at like everything it's that way 
Ammo In the sack we be flexing out the back way 

Mince meat shit 
Taking cover on his blitzkrieg 
Dig deep pits, 
push him over and we fill these 


Medicine 
Hella gifted 
Watching when I'm not around 
30 round drum get to rocking if he popping out 

In the head I bet he bled the blue 
I got no interest 
in you 
I couldn't give a less it's TRUE 
That your a bitch 
We getting thru 


No soul, now he frigid as the north pole 
Reaching for the defcon, spread across the whole globe 
Hit crowd with the strike but I no sold 
Paid for this life fly a kite for the light bolt 

Haunted tree yard shit 
It's no way of getting out 
Your lost in these marshes 
Those old strays are ringing out 

Look like a Martin 
Deformed kid is kicking round 
Soft tissue cut in 
doctor gonna stick around 

God bring war 
lord bring loss 
Corpse on the floor 
Blood stains in tub 

It be disaster slipping on the gloss 
Found in the after, slug thru his gut 


I might fuck around 
Put a murder on a fucking leech 
Mangled up mind like the tendrils in my other reach 
You all in the cut when we smoke it up yuh 
Weapons equipped when we posted up aye 

Your in the middle of a crisis 
I'm not in the mood 
I'm falling to my cynical devices 

I'm like 
Kid you shouldn't try it 

Youd regret it in a second 
your statistics isn't risin 
youd delete all that you've made 
But wont admit that one likes it 


Can you pleas tell a story that is not wove 
On your knees simply begging for a spot oh 
Your one of those you ain't better than the lot tho 
Your pretty low on the totem in your spot oh

DEF CON [PROD. ISTASHA THE SCRUB]

Didnt have any artwork ready because im a bitch

Lyrics:
Probe a madcap 
Rip a spleen out his back in terror 
Off the knapsack 
Cuffed and block a tracking error 

Spinal tap 
Seed Hive 
And never drop in mind 
Track it down into locust supply 
Leaf in my coffin, I come to never 
In the back in my cabinet; cover
Creeping out the back of whatever 
Seen never tread on the path of the pathogenic 
To recognize 
Split the back 
Apply the magic target scripture 
Stuck it like a leech I deprive 
Can't adjust to times 
I precipitate out the surveillance 
Hit you in the side 
All the broke down bones 
Need that calcium 
Asking if the breed is on decline
Can't adjust to the times 
I precipitate out the surveillance 
Hit you in the side 
Low res Ocs and i blind em 

Drip in the backdrop 
Out up in the cracks 
With the pipe out back 
Perceive me leave with all you lack 
Epicenter of damp 
Deleted 
Losing all your fluid 
Derooted 
And ripped to pieces 
Strained of peace included 

But you back in a deeper vein 
Don't trace it out when they circulate 
You Leave the pride, and its mutilated 
Days like this, they put you out like with the Novocain 

Stuck it like a leech I deprive 
Can't adjust to times 
I precipitate out the surveillance 
Hit you in the side 
All the broke down bones 
Need that calcium 
Asking if the breed is on decline
Can't adjust to the times 
I precipitate out the surveillance 
Hit you in the side 
Low res Ocs and i blind em 

You talk bout rats in your path and proceed to leave with all the pesticides 
To sharpen your teeth Isn't needed leave them peeling off

Mechanical bull like antennas 
Syringes are probing 
Invasion of privacy 
I Will see odessyes silently open lobotomies
All there's is suddenly out of me 

Raid on my shades 
Enter my plane 
Speak on my name and offend a mane 
Cynical aid 
Enter my plane 
Still carry the grain in my pelicane

Tokyo Lights [Prod. Istasha]

HoleInMyFace (prod. deademane)

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Straight from the underworld, coming for the underground
mothafuckaz better watch out for dem hell houndz 
UNAVERAGE be the mothafuckin gang that you all doubt 
Risen out the purgatory all you bitches done now (x2)

[T.R.I.P.]

Death is your minimal punishment
Boy you better recognize who you fuckn round with
Only fought a couple times,
I never busted any crimes but that don’t mean, I won’t put you in the coffin
Walk-in round with a noose, or a fuckin 22, when I see your ass in person get to poppin
I can’t stand a fuckin artist who can’t get it on their own
Taking handouts like a bum who is jobless

Clickity clock with the glock did you get popped?
When it’s crunch time bet you all run off!
Fifty fifty chance that you rats all gon get chopped
Playing all these bitches like an avatar
Yea it’s 50k for a verse or a punchline
Cause without you we doing this shit just fine
See we learned a lot of things from this shitty generation,
Everything is bout an image for some fuckin recognition 

Ouuu, wait,
I think That I’m saying shit  hitting they soft spot
Ou, aye 
The reason they can’t stand the truth, cuz they’re all dropped.
Aye
Fuck what they think cause I promise, I won’t stop
Aye
The wolf that is climbing the hill is already on top

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Straight from the underworld, coming for the underground
mothafuckaz better watch out for dem hell houndz 
UNAVERAGE be the mothafuckin gang that you all doubt 
Risen out the purgatory all you bitches done now (x2)

[VAGUE]

Everybody dissin and missin my fucken punch line
Hatin on my elements, never willing top mine
Bunch a little bitches in the back, but we front line
Put me to the test and fuck yo challenge, make it all mine

Can’t believe this shit so crazy
Might as well just drive miss daisy
Why do y’all just plain start hatin?
Y’all just mad cause we in your bitch playlist

Shots went off did you hear that sound?
One went missin, the other one found
One chopped up, put the other in the ground
If you fucken with the gang, means you fucken with the hounds
Have you heard?
Shootin at my vessel won’t work
I think you really fucken missheard
Death doesn’t really occur
Disturbed in your conscience as you watch the fucken underworld turn

“Hey guys you sound like $B,
you should really hit’em up do a feature for free”

Nah bitch this be that UAV,
fucken sick of you bitches thinkin they runnin the scene

“But guys i’m really thinkin that you should,
if you ever got chance do you think you would?”

Honestly, you really must of misunderstood
We only fucken with the sound from the hounds in the woods

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UNDERWORLD [Prod. Ossaya]

Featuring @distortionthe1
Produced by @wasbeatz
Art by @wasbeatz

[LYRICS]

(MUGXTSU)
Mind your things and don't disturb me, I don't wanna play.
Mind your things and don't bother me, I can't bear anymore.

I can't bear anymore.

Running through the walls, destroying every single part.
Give me everything, Give me everthing.

You understand why I fkg hate you.
You comprehend how I will end you.

There's no game anymore, only suffering.
You thought you were gonna clutch,
You thought you were gonna win ?

Checkmate, you always were,
Dead meat, you'll always be.

(LORD DISTORTION)
Devil 
Punching in 
Your never 
One to live 
Except your done 
With everyone a witness 
Several guns 
And hella 
Fucking bitches

freestyle

On god You dont want smoke 
Shove him with the snub nose 
Boutta get his body snatched
And dropped around the mungrove 

 I promise you wint make it 
Bitch  your acting  fake shit
Gonna need to face it 
Cut in call it stainless 

Dont forget bitch 
Open wound flap 
Walking in and 
exposing all this 

Let that head spin
Revolve that knoggin 
Give that head lick 
The balls and fall in 

Look here listen 
This submission 
Kick ur shit in 
In a minute 
Get the bacon 
Lick the plate 
Your in a race 
To get erased bitch 

freestyle

(MUGXTSU)
There's no game anymore, only suffering.
You thought you were gonna clutch,
You thought you were gonna win ?

(THE GANG)
NO FUCKING WAY
Acting reckless take no caution 
NO FUCKING WAY
Head stay spinning gonna vomit 
YOU'RE DECAYING
Bitch I got no sense of sorrow 
YOU'RE DECAYING
Found at the end of the bottle

YUNG DECAY (feat. LORD DISTORTION) [prod. ｗａｓ]

MERCENARIES - EMERGENCY ALERT - MERCENARIES - EMERGENCY ALERT - MERCENARIES

ANOTHER SINGLE OFF OF "BLACK CASH", COMING SOON.

LINEUP:
@ISTASHA [WELCOME BACK TO THE FAMILY]
@DISTORTIONTHE1
@MUGETSU117 [WELCOME TO THE FAMILY]
@DEPTHSTRIDA

PRODUCED BY @PRODKXISER
MIXING BY @NAVVVI
COVERT ART BY @C3OF


LYRICS:
[ISTASHA]
Fuck what is a side
I'm siding with a price 
I'm on it 
Wanted Circle 
Squaring up 
Inside the octagon and 
Choking on my sleeve 
Face mat then try to save face 
Full triangle choke 
no bow and arrow gonna save a joke 
Armored with a padlock 
Sharpen they key but We keep in the armory mane 
lions detained 
Fuck all the common hyenas
The scavenger demons 
Just eating the scenes decay 
Armed up with a glock 
No sepsis, But a schock 
Getting buried by the docks
That's where you sleep and now we're nautical

[LORD DISTORTION]
Mercenaries vital 
Parasite in eyeball 
Boy you finish final 
Got that stick its viral 
Hung  like a coat rack 
Evil intentions 
I bet you wont float back 
Be in my mentions you ho bag 
Needles injected, to slow track
Sweeping effect put the street in a whole trance 
No one likes you, no one cares enough the tides of wind is solace
We be making raps while all you bitches simply singing sonnets 
Pay my price to get in 
Play this shit apocalyptic 
Aiming with it down the scope 
Get outta hope and wrapped in linnen

[MUGXTSU]
(x2 ) Lost we are, young we are.

Don't fall in despair, now !
Don't bring us the end now !
I don't wanna be, for the best of me
I don't really fkg live now.

If you say that you are,  the victim.
I swear I will destroy you for real

Pain around me,
Try killing me,
Stop lying bitch.
You're gonna die.

Mercenaries, Mercenaries...

[DEPTH STRIDA]
who to trust?
mercenaries hit a motherfucking clutch
since i dropped bloodlust
all these lame bitches sitting on my cock
shits disgusting shits disgusting
one hit leaves your fluid dropping
you think that i might be joking
but my gang creep on you slowly
stealth - break necks
mercenaries dog tag
i dont wanna brag but
kaiser is the best

MERCENARIES - EMERGENCY ALERT - MERCENARIES - EMERGENCY ALERT - MERCENARIES

BLACK CASH

ASSEMBLE ANTHEM

Packet loss 
In for days 
Im bragging in vacuum 
Fuck an evasion
Stagger 
Imagine if I couldn't taste shit
Backup 
I could never live another second in that ape-shit 

Stalking 
Track on that snake pit
Pack and evac 
Come back 
Never make it 
Drag in the cat
Gotta cut up in the back with the cramping
Not grab enough and then end up; I grab her duct and fuck her face in 

Forced it out the muck 
My collection full of fucking rubbish 
Torqued until your trunc'd
Wrapped around it like an early knob 
Distorted 'bout to clip 
De-contorted out the grip I slip 
No border on on the grid 
I ride the edge until I'm missing.no

Crypt locked
Trace less when you dox 
I'm at their throat 
Blocked
Mouth I degrade 
No antidote 

Im not a goat
Dont slay me off for faith 
I line the oroborous non decoded 
Level with an eight 
Cannot encrypt

Print me like newsstand 
Black round my hands 
I scroll the paper round the page 
And roll it back into a strand 
Uh 
Feed me a decent virus 
I got corrosive virus 
I got adhesive virus 
I got elliptic iris

Sleeping when you see me 
Like the color out of space 
As deep a sea as it is seamless 
from beneath just like a 
Dark horse

Packet Loss [Prod. Istasha]

COAASTGXD out everywhere OCT 18.
@CoaastGxd - The Wolf
Produced by mostøvoy
Engineered, mixed, and mastered by Eddy Vocals at Lyrics Studio.
Artwork arranged by @haloblaack

Lyrics
Coaasty came in with a blade swinging and a fucking chain link digging in my throat
Slave to the unknown
No where to call home
And a bullet fucking killing all my hope
Sold my soul to the highest bidder
Now the fucking devil got me swinging by a rope
Can somebody help me cope
Living with my head in the vision of a scope
No where to fall back when you all that
Fake punk motherfuckers on my ball-sack
Take ten bludgeons from a baseball bat
I'm a trash god
You're a fucking mall rat
When I come in 
I'm coming in fast
I strike a match and then burn it to ash
Light a cigarette on the remains and then laugh as the pillars you made all collapse

I made you
Your chains are perpetual
You may be the Sheppard 
Well I'm the wolf
You see potential while I see prey
I promise that you're gonna see this way
And should you rebel or be led astray
The powers of hell gonna see your face
Until little by little you'll be replaced
Until all that remains is another slave

Hogtied in the back of a black corolla
Sorta sober
Sipping on a warm corona
Noxious odor seeping from a toxic bloater
Stoke the flame to choke the chain and let em know its over
Pound for pound we smoking doja
The hopeless soldiers hold it down like a frozen boulder
No joke when I spoke now it's time for closure
Cock back on the strap then I let it go
Yuh

Thinking of sticking around
Dicking around
Sticking my dick in the ground
Singing a similar sound
Filling a mound
Dipping and taking a bow
Whipping and making it loud
Live in a cloud
Giving it all for the crowd
Hell-bound
While the motherfucking world spins...
Round

Shrouding my hatred I need to calm down
Every ounce of me wasting up in a small town
I got reasons I'm feeling a little gone now
I been anxiously waiting for me to fall down

(Fuck
Fuck this shit
I'm done
Cut it)

.

ntriple.