what the fuck this shit CRUNCHY and I'm fuckin w it

type 53

lyrics:

I'm walking Dobermans
We barking harsh and marching down the street
And I got codes for them
They know what time to stop and start a feast
And I got hope for them
My doggy boys they barking to the beat
I end the scene then start a horror show I toss you to the beast
And I go feast
ARF! ARF! ARF!
And I go eat
ARF! ARF! ARF!
I feel unleashed
ARF! ARF! ARF!
You seem deceased
I'ma cut and stuff the meat
It's time to dump it in the grease

So why they looking at me stupid?
Pocket watching, looking clueless
I'ma drop em in the pot
My pocket watch, it look elusive
Probably rocking with the losers
Drop his body then it's deuces
I don't care about your feelings
Motherfucker let me loose and I'ma
BANG! BANG! BANG!
And I'ma BANG! BANG! BANG!
I'll watch your brains HANG! HANG!
I'm not a saint
I ain't worried about a thang
I'm just trying to bring the pain

I'm walking Dobermans
We barking harsh and marching down the street
And I got codes for them
They know what time to stop and start a feast
And I got hope for them
My doggy boys they barking to the beat
I end the scene then start a horror show I toss you to the beast
And I go feast
ARF! ARF! ARF!
And I go eat
ARF! ARF! ARF!
I feel unleashed
ARF! ARF! ARF!
You seem deceased
I'm a cut and stuff the meat
It's time to dump it in the grease

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mutt-17 (prod. mercykill)

prod. by bardo 

lyrics

Bada bing, bada bam 
Jersey boy still lives in trance 
At a glance
The garden state may all be filled with rotten plants 
The plot demands a twist like the top of a canister 
On the other hand, my plans were never even manicured 
To begin with, I can’t manage hurt 
Or convince them with cans of worms 
With my conviction as thick as my flannel shirt
Damned dreams, I heard  
My view of life was built on a curve 
Some things ain’t meant to be, but my fantasies can observe 
Deficits and tendencies 
Identities emerge, inadequate
Ain’t that some shit?
Motherfucker, you got some nerve 
Talking to me like I’ve got so many things to lose 
Walking with me 
Thoughts up in a knot
Like the lace on my shoes 
With this crazy view 
Sit up late and ruminate on the truth 
Maybe one or maybe two assumptions 
That’ll make me fume 
Light this fuse with this mic 
On a night of few thoughts 
On pins and needles 
Life is lethal
Feels just like a flu shot 

See, I cannot decide 
Whether it’s cause I’m high or sanctified 
Whether it’s my mental growth  
Or the strength these pills provide 
I guess I’ll live to find 
The clear cut truth or ruthless lie 
Across the way, I will be crucified 
Ride slow, drive slow 
While my mind floats 
Between the comfort of euphoria 
And blind hopes 
Mind you, I’ve had my eyes glued to the clues 
Sink my teeth in grief 
Till I lose every single tooth 

A feeling that extends from my heavy heart to this pen 
Seven sins 
And seven reasons to sin again 
The truth is awfully tense
I would rather just go pretend 
That I had a lover and a couple new loyal friends 
Discover happiness through a glassy rose colored lens 
Since the beginning, I’ve anticipated the end 
Like the end of a razor blade 
Days will sever my flesh 
Roses with thorns 
At the core, that’s where my loneliness stems 
My tendencies are chemically sound 
And tend to be overly dependent 
On the chemicals found 
I could ingest them then infect my chest 
Until my heart pounds 
Till I’m progressively aggressive 
As I flesh out these sounds 
And fucking drown 
Anxiety may tire me out 
Like society 
One side of greed will pry and weep out 
I need a variety 
Of pills to keep my needs appeased now 
For satiety 
Thinking back on the past 
And why everybody lied to me 
Symmetry for these similes 
Don’t reflect in my face 
Everyone’s reckless 
Smoke and mirrors 
Leave you breathless and blank 
Through my heart of glass 
I poured an ounce of poison and then settled back 
Reflecting on the past while still trying to do the mental math 
On why everyone thinks I’m doomed 
Like I’m wearing a metal mask 
Gentle laughs follow the hollow silence 
And mental lapse 
At the center of my depression 
And precious path 
Press control, delete and enter 
When I start to crash 

See, I cannot decide 
Whether it’s cause I’m high or sanctified 
Whether it’s my mental growth  
Or the strength these pills provide 
I guess I’ll live to find 
The clear cut truth or ruthless lie 
Across the way, I will be crucified 
Ride slow, drive slow 
While my mind floats 
Between the comfort of euphoria 
And blind hopes 
Mind you, I’ve had my eyes glued to the clues 
Sink my teeth in grief 
Till I lose every single tooth

NEW JERSEY DRIVE

written & performed by pirat & FXCKJAMiE
produced by subtry
cover art by pirat

(Lyrics)

[PIRAT]

Gimme ur soul 
Gimme ur teeth 
Gimme what’s underneath 
Know that you see me when you sleep 
Tweaking breakin at the seams 
skin is pale 
Eyes  red 
Leaden voice 
Commands the dead 
Tithings on the tarmac 
Break the teeth 
right out your head 
Mmm baby I love you 
Lemme eat out your innards 
Come hang with the sinners 
Blood ritual for Dinner 
Where is your god now 
With my pliers in your mouth 
All I need is cavities 
Are you with or without 
Blue blood 
Brain rot 
& i think I forgot 
How to be your everything 
To be something you’re not 
Yeah I’m always sinnin
And yuh I’m always winnin
Lurkin in the shadows 
Glasgow I’m always grinnin 

[FXCKJAMiE]

I be lurking and I bring all the pain 
I take your teeth right out of your head and add it onto my chain 
Demon walk in all black 
Bacteria like some plaque
I’m here to collect all your cavities and send you right back 
I rip out your skull 
I need some more I could pull 
spent too long shaving your teeth now my blade getting dull
Bitch imma take out of soul 
And put all my razor blades under your pillow
Wait 
Imma dig into your face 
If I were you I would sit back and just fully embrace 
No anesthesia my way
want you to take it i, don’t let it all go to waste

GROWING FANGS (FEAT. FXCKJAMiE) [PROD. SUBTRY]

RUDE!!! (Prod. BL8DEZ)

Marilyn Monroe x 2023

va a ser real (prod typhelicia & mirr)

https://genius.com/Freddie-sunshine-simple-lie-lyrics

Spotify search “Freddie Sunshine” 
Instagram @FreddieSunshine
For bookings: yosavier@gmail.com

Credits:

Produced by Freddie Sunshine

Simple Lie

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Whata World's End (Prod. NXCTURNAL)

Written and performed by GRIM SALVO x @tuMaggz x @mvkotsunami
PROD @33marrow x @tuMaggz

✄ ☹ ☜

Tropic of Sarin

Grim Salvo x Tumaggz x MVKO - TROPIC OF SARIN [PROD. ³³marrow x Tumaggz]

Written and performed by Grim Salvo
PROD @33marrow

Artwork: Luis Perez Banus
Instagram: www.instagram.com/perezbanus/

- L Y R I C S +

Sample:
A: Okay dude
B: ...
A: DUDE
B: Wha?
A: Dude, dude, dude, dude!
B: Check it out--
A: --Wait look, we have a dance for this: It's called the Two N' Bop
B: Okay!
A: You thrust...
B: Okay!
A: ...and grab
B: Aight
A: Thrust. And grab...
A+B: Thrust. And grab...
B: Thrust.. 
A: ...and do the pump now
B: No dude...
A: Thrust... *heh*
B: That... that shit is ridiculous
A: Well what would you do??
B: I would do something a little bit more like...

SLEUTH

AY
Good god
Coming thru the smog
33 throw you in the gulag
Yes ma’am
What the fuck is egh egh
I think the truth is okay for now 
You’re fake like a paper crown 
Kill what we make 
Oppenheimer fucking his atom bomb 
Sheesh
I might have to preach
Coming up in the street: no leash
Paranoid drinkin bleach
Take a second 
Fuck up heaven with weapons
Get your blessing from many men with unpleasant professions
Cause we rabid for expression
Premeditated succession 
Wage races in cages
To end up as a legend 
Brain dead Samurai
The best way to live forever is to die
Move valuable not alive 
They know it’s only a matter of time — until you drop 
So they can decontaminate your traits 
Call that demise commodified

SLEUTH + MOSSBACK

Recognize this exorcism
Stream of piss
Mental diarrhea 
Know we had to do it to ‘em
Yeah you know we had to do it like that
If you got the way forward: Stay back.

MOSSBACK

Brain dead after sifting through debris and the wreckage of self-imposed depression
Self indulgent session
Gimme a break
Give him a break
He’s having a rough time too
Iron clad are the bars
Lion cage at the zoo
Everybody is solemnly waiting for the solution
“Let it be chemical” the secret conclusion
Let it be pretty like the sunset mixed with air pollution
And maybe the glow will answer my prayers
Turning my cataracts into the diamonds that I can go sell at the square
Devoured by the hype beasts
Ripped to shreds by the gnashing insecure pearly whiteys
Succulent trend setting
Dysmorphic pressing playing dress up
Spell your name backwards
Cash the check and bless up
Let loose the cannon fire and never stop wanting never stop craving 
Sex and drugs and sex and drugs 
And I’m above none of it
I'm as weak as the next
Drooling at the counter hounding over all the yoga pants

SLEUTH + MOSSBACK

Recognize this exorcism
Stream of piss
Mental diarrhea 
Know we had to do it to ‘em
Yeah you know we had to do it like that
If you got the way forward: Stay back

}}}%

Dolores

CHEMICAL PEEL FREESTYLE

Even Stevens - @CoaastGxd and @iamblaize666 
Produced, mixed and mastered by @netuhbeats
Art by Halo Blaack

lyrics
Bitch, call me Shia
Cause I'ma get even stevens
Sift through the fire
Get higher
It's reaping season
Bitch, call me Shia
Cause I'ma get even stevens
Sift through the fire
Get higher
It's reaping season
Bitch, call me Shia
Cause I'ma get even stevens
Sift through the fire
Get higher
It's reaping season
Bitch, call me Shia
Cause I'ma get even stevens
Sift through the fire
Get higher
It's reaping season

I'ma fuck the population
Stick my dick in the masses
Fuck a brand name
Only rocking thrift store patches
Got a long dick and a black mask for the fascists
Lit match and molotov turn you to ashes
ay, I'm drippin' on way
Sippin' on gin
Whippin' all day
Chicken head bitches trynna pay for the play
Fuck Maison Margiela,
Rock FTP
I said ay
Im just trynna blaze gimme space
Shout out to my fucking homie Blaize
I been runnin' numbers they been coming up our way
Bitch boi in my lane
I'm hitting straight to the face
Fuck a case, like...

Bitch, call me Shia
Cause I'ma get even stevens
Sift through the fire
Get higher
It's reaping season
Bitch, call me Shia
Cause I'ma get even stevens
Sift through the fire
Get higher
It's reaping season
Bitch, call me Shia
Cause I'ma get even stevens
Sift through the fire
Get higher
It's reaping season
Bitch, call me Shia
Cause I'ma get even stevens
Sift through the fire
Get higher
It's reaping season

Ooo getting even like I'm steven
Year you niggas hate for no reason
Im reeses with the pieces
Shooting at you fucking niggas leaving creases where your spline is
Suck up on my fucking tip you niggas fiendin for some respect

Take a shit up in your bowl of cereal
Disrespectful nigga pull up at your funeral
Hand up on my dick then proceed to tell a joke
You aint nothing but pussy all they need to know

Nigga getting mad I'm getting money like a pastor
Yo bitch be on my noodle she slurp me up just like some pasta
I don't give a fuck about you goofy lil bastards
Fuck you and that fucking bitch Carol Baskin

Even Stevens

Even Stevens w/ Iamblaize [Prod. Netuh]

bambam - TORE APART

bambam - tore apart

Go / Comeback is a ferocious yet calming mix of jealousy from pov of Prvnci then a rapid switch to adressing all the hate that comes with success.

Go / Comeback

BURGOS
https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/UCrbp

ASHXS 
https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/5EbF2

RAZEGOD
https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/ej3H

Art: https://pin.it/11xzz3e

BURGOS X ASHXS X RAZEGOD - SEE ME AGAIN

I used to think the world couldn't get more sideways... then I tried drifting.

bambam - TORE APART

Vadim 61ack

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