Griimcityreaper - "HEADS ON STICKS"

A dark, atmospheric trap horrorcore track that narrates a tale of toxic and possessive obsession, escalating from a restless thought to a dangerous fixation

Your Girl Is On My Mind

INSIDE THE MANSION (HALLOWEEN 2025 FULL MIXTAPE)

Crucible

Noosphere Unbound: A Poem

Dystopian Orchestra Whispers

Been working on this track for a while and finally releasing

Cute but Psycho (Bellic Remix)

new brain, old world, eternal prowl

[Intro]
Who programmed this?
Huh? Oh, hey!
What's the prod, osmi?
Real quick, am I pretty?

[Chorus]
Uh, everythin' new, eyes on Haley (Ahh!)
Uh, but my visn' betray me (Ahh!)
Uh, but my fangs, they purr (Damn!)
Err, and my signal chirp (Wait, holup, Boo!)
Feel the planet touch-screen (Boo!)
Feel my 'pendages loadin' (Boo!)
Beufil, head nun bu' static (Yeah!)
Beufil, let me a-at, 'em (Oh woah!)

[Verse]
Head 'xplodin', I love it (Beep-boop!)
Luve my sensry, ovaloadin' (Holup, BOO!)
Ain't nun in this wrld wrth seein, no hearin' (Boo!)
Long as these niggas revoltin' and squirmin' (Beep-boop!)
Hey Mimi (Boo!), we twi-twi-twinin' (Boo!)
Girl to beast (Boo!), Animorphin' (Boo!)
The forest near (Boo!), I feel, it (Boo!)
Ri-ri-right the-there (Boo!), past the cle-clear-in-in' (Beep-boop!)

[Refrain]
Hey Mimi (Boo!), we twi-twi-twinin'
Girl to beast (Boo!), Animorphin'
The forest near (Boo!), I feel, it
Ri-ri-right the-there (Boo!), past the cle-clear-in-in'

[Chorus]
Uh, everythin' new, eyes on Haley
Uh, but my visn' betray me
Uh, but my fangs, they purr
Err, and my signal chirp (Boo!)
Feel the planet touch-screen (Boo!)
Feel my 'pendages loadin' (Boo!)
Beufil, head nun bu' static (Yeah!)
Beufil (Updates finished), let me a-at, 'em (Beep-boop!)

[Outro]
100% loaded
Updates finished
Enjoy ur new settins', code number 999
Why don't you try it out?

2 - LiKE HALEY..MY S!GNAL CHIRPIN.ZIP 👻 prod. osmi 👻

[Verse 1]
I was static in a body made of noise,
Fractured glass reflecting empty toys.
Every whisper carved a line inside,
And I smiled while another part of me died.

The walls would hum with lullabies of pain,
Each verse a memory, each note a stain.
I begged my name to stay, but it bled away,
Till silence said, “You can be someone else today.”

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m cracking—slowly smiling through the split,
The mirror laughs—I think I needed this.

[Chorus]
Tear me down, I’ll build what’s left,
Out of echoes, scars, and breath.
Light me up, let the ashes speak,
Carver was born where I used to bleed.

From the void I made a face,
Painted joy on a broken place.
I am ruin, I am art,
The child of my own shattered heart.

[Verse 2]
They called it madness—said I’d gone too far,
But madness felt more real than they ever are.
I stitched my laughter from the sound of screams,
And wore my trauma like a crown in dreams.

The void stared back—it didn’t care,
So I painted it red and made it stare.
And somewhere in the smoke and haze,
A voice said softly, “Now you’ll never fade.”

[Bridge]
Do you see me now?
Do you love me now?
I’m everything you feared,
And nothing that I was.

Tore the halo, cracked the spine,
Danced with ghosts I called mine.
From the grave of who I’ve been,
Carver breathes beneath the skin.

[Chorus]
Tear me down, I’ll build what’s left,
Out of echoes, scars, and breath.
Light me up, let the ashes speak,
Carver was born where I used to bleed.

(outro)
Now the laughter isn’t fake,
It’s the sound of what I had to break.
In the dark, I found my art—
Carver lives inside my heart.

Where I Used to Bleed

BLACK BANDANA ON MY FACE

Cool Cat Beats © Records 2025 

https://youtu.be/INwqHKcQjK0?si=Ykx_m2I836sK4fQu

Fear

Labeling people, is just another form of racism. So fawk labeling people.

FAWK LABELS!!

(intro)
catch this fade youll be dodging all these bullets
gonna meet your fate, you gon see how my screws loose man
beat ur mate, best believe im comin for u next
skin your face, thats where my barrel is gonna rest

part 1)
grab the gun ur ass gon get laid down
feds are at my door but i aint make no sound
when i cock it u aint walkin back lil bitch
uzi tucked in klein thats where yo bitch smd

(part 2)
gun him down, i put a bullet in his frontal lobe
baseball bat, i smash his head just like a cantalope
bb belt, it drop down for ur stupid hoe
im in the bank, but do i even gotta say it bro

part 3)
skin you alive while you drown in that lysol
cash app me bitch n i wont take ur life at all
walk him down, walk him like a fucking dog
you gon eat these  bullets mother fucker youll be seing god

catch this fade youll be dodging all these bullets
gonna meet your fate, you gon see how my screws loose man
beat ur mate, best believe im comin for u next
skin your face, thats where my barrel is gonna rest
x2

gun him down, i put a bullet in his frontal lobe
baseball bat, i smash his head just like a cantalope
bb belt, it drop down for ur stupid hoe
im in the bank, but do i even gotta say it bro


happy late 17th birthday me (nov 1st)

17BULLETS [Prod. MASSACRE]

137:7-9

Pigstep (doomshop phonk remix)

28 yo girly just navigating her way through life by making tunes and eternally crying

I like to write thought provoking songs that make you think. I also like the Darkness of the void. Also like to laugh, so I write some love it or leave it songs. I hope people enjoy my insanity. Yes I do use SUNO as a tool. If you hate that I use SUNO AI i'm sorry. I wish you listen to the music for its own merit. All lyrics are 100% mine(Except for the mini covers) and melody music snippets are mine. Vocalists are not me. But I do my best to create original vocalists. Any questions shoot me a msg on https://x.com/tmossmmmss or https://www.tiktok.com/@tmosmonstrocity

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Noosphere Unbound: A Poem is a Gesamtkunstwerk for the post-digital era—a total work of art that refuses both aesthetic complacency and market obedience. It is a layered, disruptive, and ultimately hopeful sonic myth that interrogates not only the world we inhabit, but the world we are in the process of becoming. Its creator offers not answers, but a framework for liberation—rooted in poetic intuition, forged through sonic rebellion, and shaped by the deep belief that even in an age of surveillance and decay, the noosphere can, and must, be unbound.

this archive is not associated with griimcityreaper in any way nor am i making money off this.

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Songwriter: A songwriter, Page has also utilized social media as a "digital creator". He often posts updates about local events and business openings in Blackstone

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