Stream: https://too.fm/7k6py4j

featuring: @Istashathescrub
produced by: Michael Link

Lyrics:

(NIKKO)
Welcome to the party 
Baby walked in with a Glock 
Already threw me the top 
It had me talking to God
A lethal weapon with extensions could put you feet in the ground 
And they all playing my songs  
So I split pay with the mob 
I said my trigger finger itching 
Who wanted smoke? I'm a bong 
Already know that my intentions very imbedded in smog 
Because I’m filthy and unprecedented at gettin em gone 
Remind me who want a problem 
Big like I’m offa SARMS 

And that’s how I’ll squeeze the blood out a bitch
My tongue got em ripped 
Posted with a gun outta state with hoes in the back 
Telling me they love all my shit 
Im mad fuckin lit 
I could get you mans fuckin slid 
I rock up my wrist yeah
Im not the one, but I’m bout my tools 
Always loaded on me, like I’m liquor on a cruise
You need to face that I have won
And you’ll always lose 
But that’s just cause I’m better and I have something to prove 
Yuh I serrate my chain so I can whip brains out em
Find a tree and let ‘em hang on it 
They swinging like playground
Wait like what’s with all the hatred they ask me 
You wouldn’t get it huh 
They can’t sthpit how I spit and it is fucking pathetic 
Yeah im fed up with these lames 
Run a hundred fuckin thousand out the bank before you claim that we could ever go toe to toe
Noticeable that you can’t 
Interlope into their earlobes and they spread it like the plague 
Came to bring infinite pain 
I'm the baddest fuck you saying? 

Welcome to the party 
Baby walked in with a Glock 
Already threw me the top 
It had me talking to God
A lethal weapon with extensions could put you feet in the ground 
And they all playing my songs  
So I split pay with the mob 
I said my trigger finger itching 
Who wanted smoke? Im a bong 
Already know that my intentions very imbedded in smog 
Because I’m filthy and unprecedented at gettin em gone 
Remind me who want a problem 
Big like I’m offa SARMS 

(Istasha)

REBEL

TALKING TO GOD

TALKING TO GOD (feat. Istasha)

written & performed by fxckjamie & vvs
produced by ezrah & akvri
engineered by fxckjamie & creek
cover art by fxckjamie


(Lyrics)

[FXCKJAMiE]

Down another bottle to the face
I’ll never cut off 
My brain is my own enemy and 
I’m about to shut off
The whole entire system of my body, wanna fuck off
But if I fail at first then I’ll just 
go grab my sawed off

I ain’t got time for you 
I got my demons here
I’m tryna get em away
and make another year
I got a dead beat god
I swear he never hears
A damn word I say, he left me bleak and drear

Always torturing my mind
Probably dead, don’t feel alive
Im controlled by parasites 
Been through this a thousand times
Knew the cost and paid the price 
Feel like I’mma end my life
Said I wouldn’t but I might

Oh no 
I’m lying on the floor
All I wanna talk is payment
why you the fuck they act sofamous x2


[VVS]

Head banging
Chain swanging
Fuck it, got my chrome singing
If I talk my shit make sure you turn your fucking speakers up
Head banging
Chain swanging
Fuck it, got my chrome singing
If I die today, I swear to god you wouldn't cry for me
Or try for me
(bitch I been in the dirt)
Six feet deep, don't mind me creeping
all black hearse got mom still weeping
Tryna kick these habits but the voices getting to me.
They talking like they friends but I treat them like they enemies.
Drop it
Flip it
Run it back
Drop it, while fumble that
If I wanna stay alive I keep that chrome blade attached. 
Feening for the kid cause I got it figured out, if I spot em, just weep em. 
I can always air it out.
I just pull up and I drop it, I can always map it out.
Laying on the floor dead, fuck it paint the walls red

LIMBO (FEAT. VVS) [PROD. EZRAH & AKVRI]

prod. by shape, zaki ali & 4ria

lyrics
Best case scenario, I make this beat a burial of all of my worries 
Words I could repeat through the stereo 
To seize and ease the heavy blows that grief conceived and left me cold 
Too deep to beat, I’ll never hold the key to free my mental woes beneath 
Working up a thirst to purge my past or I could eat
All the words I vowed to vouch 
When down and out, I’ll feast  
Begin counting down up until I can’t even speak 
Cyclical vices invite my psyche to release
My premonitions like a psychic  
I’m the type to merely seek my vengeance while treading lightly on every beat 
If you don’t like me, fucking leave 
And if you hype me, I agree I’m more than likely to appease 
And more exciting when I bleed and sweat 
My flesh invites the stream ‘till death 
I’m shedding all my needs, no less 
Levitating, be my guest 
Hear the beats that I eat digest
in my stomach ‘till I’ve sunken to a new low
These grudges have made me too cold 
All my good and bad traits 
Bitch, I use both and often climb
Dark, deprived and I’m entwined 
Beyond the fact, my hearts inclined to pass this path as black as night 
So it’s a fact that you’d get lost behind 
Johnny cash couldn’t even walk these lines
Most you rhymers are pseudo poets, can’t stop my shine 
Dropping rhymes?
No, I’m dropping bombs like I’m Oppenheim
The optics lie upon the eyes  
My conscience is my hearts accomplice, so the combination fuels me till I’m optimized 

Why do I get the feeling?
Times been revealing all your lies like a theory verified 
I’ve been feeling so deprived 
My life has been filled with too many goodbyes 
Dealing with a mind that never healed, I will decline (x2)

I will decline 
Feeling so high 
Bitch, I’m feeling so high (x4)

(SIN)ICAL SICKO

prod. @aragoth_die
written / performed by @gullyspit & @blckbrds
engineered by Gullyspit & @tumaggz

FISHRIB

w/ nikko, Downfvll, Y$57 & Rulz On

out on all plats

hypeddit.com/nikko/takeyolife

TAKE YO LIFE w/ NIKKO & DOWNFVLL FT. Y$57 [Prod. Rulz On]

TRACK 3 of the "PEST" EP

written/performed by fxckjamie & deemxnn
produced by skinnydrag 
cover art by fxckjamie

BLOODY SPIT (FEAT. DEEMXNN) [PROD. SKINNYDRAG]

prod. by triple murder beatz, zaki ali & 4ria

lyrics
The truth will destroy you 
What’s love, if not loyal?
What lust, if you’re spoiled? 
What’s struggle, if plush?
Abused and recoiled 
Refuse to be foiled 
By fools and some voyeurs 
By lovers and runts 
Suffer through ploys 
On the hunt for new joy 
You know nothing new, boy 
I don’t fuck with you cunts 
Troubled, I juggle these cartons of drugs 
To sharpen my heart
and to harvest new love 

Break bread with my demons every season
I’ve been contemplating leaving 
I could never my mind up 
Towards the terror staring at me, my eyes shut 
Tortured by lovers with lust that comprised of
New clutches, up and under,  fucking my pride up
Another counterfeit bitch I got tied up with 
Can’t encounter this shit without vile luck 
Times up, fuck it 
Let me rise up 
If word is bond 
Then I’ll tie these flows tight like a rope
I’m on a host of pills 
Like I’m just supposed to feel calm 
You know the deal 
All the shit I ever wrotes too real 
Switching rhythms 
Killing hopes, revealing my inhibitions may evoke appeal 
Living like I’m just a ghost, I chill
Bitch, I’m grown, I feel  
Down to be goat 
Ideally don’t ever choke 
Compose flows to cope and heal 
4 beats in a bar, 4 chambers in a heart 
4 days, no sleep 
I was dreaming of the stars 
Troubled days, I was drained 
It was raining in my heart 
No restraint from carving another scar 
Switchblades, an inch away to inflict pain 
Shades in the dark, I can’t ever think straight
When the pain sparks
The sick traits of my heart thats been caged falls to a grim state  
On the fringe of my sin, I’m convinced when I meet ‘em
That they don’t like me, but, I don’t like me either 
No time to spite or greet ‘em
Might as well fight the feeling 
Take flight and leave them because I don’t like to see ‘em
Hope I never need ‘em again 

The truth will destroy you 
What’s love, if not loyal?
What lust, if you’re spoiled? 
What’s struggle, if plush?
Abused and recoiled 
Refuse to be foiled 
By fools and some voyeurs 
By lovers and runts 
Suffer through ploys 
On the hunt for new joy 
You know nothing new, boy 
I don’t fuck with you cunts 
Troubled, I juggle these cartons of drugs 
To sharpen my heart
and to harvest new love (x2)

(I can’t let it go, I can’t let it go, I can’t let it go)

I can’t let it go 
She already knows 
I’m already cold 
She’s already gone 
I can’t let it go 
She already knows 
I’m already cold 
She’s already gone 
She’s already gone
She’s already gone
She’s already gone 
She’s already gone 
I can’t let it go 
She already knows 
I’m already cold 
She’s already gone 

44 MB OF TRAUMA

WE RISE

1. SHUSH - WE RISE

ONLY CAME TO WIN

10. SHUSH - ONLY CAME TO WIN

Lyrics:

A pound of Raw liver is how I start my day
out hunting for moose and the juice I crave
I won’t let a grass eater stand in my way
Do you think the law protects you from someone like me
I will cut your fucking head off and watch as you bleed
I love the way the steam mix in with concrete
And I’ll stab your brain so deep you’ll think it’s a dream
You will die so fucking fast your body thinks it’s asleep 
I am carving through your liver
Your heart is tasting bitter
All you fucking sinners I’m the monster you consider 
Tie her up and skin her no one fucking with my dinner
Carving through the innards I’m not exactly a beginner

You’re not my usual prey just too weak to stay
And you are nothing more than they say cuz you got wool in your brain
Embers starts emerging from inside the deepest pits of my rage

You’re the weakest motherfuckers on this planet that I ever saw
Cut your head in half and split you open as I break your jaw
All you do is cry you fucking pussy with the nails declawed
Never will you use your mind just listen to the sound of fraud
Have some fucking honor and self-worth or get down and crawl 
It’s hard to even imagine the ignorance
that reside in you all

Funny how the woke is asleep and broke
Funny how you weep when I break your bones
Fail to be deceased and I will help you choke
Im the founder of the death to the weak cult

DEATH TO THE WEAK CULT

prod. by puia
additional prod. by zaki ali & 4ria

lyrics were too long to fit in the description lol

BLOODY BEAUTY OFF THE BEATEN PATH

🤫 

Shush brings a new breed of dark and heavy trap music to the scene.

A brand new project from Luke Griffin, vocalist of Deathcore bands Acrania and Human Error... Shush blurs the lines between genres, drawing on influences from both deathcore and metal music, in addition to a range of influences on the trap music side of things to create a somewhat new sound and genre that many are branding as 'Trapcore'.

The debut EP 'Hel' is already available for pre order via the Shush Big Cartel Merch Store and set to be released early 2020, with details to be announced soon. The EP is set to feature 11 tracks and various guest vocalist appearances. 

Two singles from the upcoming EP are already available on YouTube via the TRASH YouTube channel, Spotify and all major music streaming platforms.

You can help support Luke with the new project by pre ordering an EP or some merchandise... Or simply by sharing the music with your friends, adding it to playlists & following Shush here on Spotify.

PRE ORDER HERE - https://shushmusic.bigcartel.com/

You can keep up to date by following Luke & Shush on social below:

Luke Instagram (main) - https://www.instagram.com/lukegrf

Luke Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/GrfLuke

Shush Instagram - https://www.instagram.com/shush_music

Shush Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/ShushMusic/

Malo Chipoperwa created all beats for the 'Hel' EP. Hit him up for amazing beat making skills: https://www.instagram.com/lexolbeats

THANKS FOR SUPPORTING! 🤫

10. SHUSH - ONLY CAME TO WIN

SHUSH

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