prod. jane + enaze 
lyrics:

auxina: 

I knew you would go and hurt me 
Who knew it would come so early 
Daylights here, you’re gone again 
I pop these pills inside our bed 
Just fill my heart up with more lead 
can’t deal with this deep regret 
Sick of nightmares, what you said 
Id rather walk among the dead

I can’t trust no one 
I can’t trust no one
I can’t take another toll
I’m cruising  backroads
Double Cs on my waist 
Tears running down my face 
Like raindrops 
which one will be first place
I don’t wanna hear your sorry
I’m sick of the “sorrys”  
Never meant whole heartedly 
Sitting sad at a party
Now they wanna take my car keys 
In the bathroom sobbing
So hot like wasabi 
bleeding out in the lobby

ilyporo:

u dont want me
u dont have to fight when u dont breathe 
ik its too late but just stay here
i cant wait for another year

i cant take pills anymore
it hits me thru my core
stab my heart
im so torn
ooohhh


auxina: 

I knew you would go and hurt me 
Who knew it would come so early 
Daylights here, you’re gone again 
I pop these pills inside our bed 
Just fill my heart up with more lead 
can’t deal with this deep regret 
Sick of nightmares, what you said 
Id rather walk among the dead

super★crush + ilyporo

Reworked my track ''Love Me Too'' for the final ''In The Box Production'' task @ SAE - Enjoy <3

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[PREMIERE] JANE - Love Me Too (Rework)

got xl chromes and wanted to try recording something

https://soundcloud.com/janeremover/be-back-soon

Jane Remover - Goldfish (calder cover)

Slob On My Knob x Plain Jane (Remix)
Instr. reprod. crxtian & Big Matt

Lyrics

Slob on my knob, fracture yuh jaw
I'm at the top, like I'm King Kong
Fuck this bitch, I'ma teach her who's God
Put her on her knees then sell her to Iran
I'm high as shit on a gram of aminata
Fuckin this puss like someone call PETA
I leave a hoe dead yo I cop a subpoena
Ill leave her to the streets or I'll leave her to marina
She don't see me comin she scream John Cena
She slobbed on my glock like an oppa do my nina
I dont know her name, was it Jennifer or Tina?
Yo I don't give a fuck I just shoved her in my beamer
Fuck to the Geneva stomp her features with Adidas
Show her who the pimp is and hit her with my heata
Her alopecia beaver gimme grand mal seizure  
Shock collar on a hoe and I feed her the Purina 
Male order wives from Brazil and Argentina
Her head game wild like mosquitos with the zika
Thought she was a princess, thought she was a diva
Cause she was high on everything I mixed in the beaker
Checker flag tattoo right on my peter
I analyze her jaw like I'm a lip reader
Bag on her mug Ima fuck her incognita
Colt 45, got her sayin Sheba Sheba
On her front doorstep I'm gonna leave her
She slobbed on my knob like my fourth grade teacher
I was at the bar she was hittin up my beeper
We did it so vulgar I caught a misdemeanor
She laid on my bed then gave me head
She asked for the cash and then she was dead
Yo Steve-E is the name and I'm fuckin' out her brains
Fuck plain jane we been fuckin' on cocaine
I treat her like a slave when my chain hit her face
Naw I don't make love Ima put her in her place
This a documentary of a cold case
Yo I'ma explain why you probably never see me
I'm lost in the shadow of my big peepee  
Yuh wife loves me cuz I'm just so freaky
She slob on my knob cause she just met Steve-E

Slide on my ops  
Blunt in my palm  
Check in with me, and do ya job  
Steve-E be duh name  
I got chemicals in brain  
I smoke reefer on the docks  
N my melon go bang  

Tahiti Island chain, alligator skin interior  
Dramamine trips have been causin me delirium  
LSD naked, limpin' through suspicious area  
Momma found me after an OD n started tearin up  
I’ll become an evil villain, fuck yo life  
Yo my karma is demented and I'm dead inside  
Well I used to rip skirts sellin’ tricks at night
I been bumpin 808s, like a cocaine line  
Vicious cycle, posted up in a motel buggin!
Vicodin sluts, drug crumbs in the cushion
Suicidal thoughts that encompass visions fiery
I been pretty nutty, melon bleeds psychiatry
Channel on my crisis is about to be gas  
I been poppin' pills like assisted livin hierarchy
I sell yo bitch into piracy
Hittin' up Somalis with ships if yo bitch keep eyein' me

Suck my fuckin' dick or somethin'  
Her esophagus I'm crushin'  
Sluts are in my fuckin' rubbish  
Dungeon funded n constructed  
Pelvic thrust to the percussion  
Touch n lick n love it, suck it

Yo Ima explain why you probably never see me-
Been fuckin' on yo family tree and sleepin' through insanity
My wee-wee do a jamboree, this LSD has handed me
A guaranteed insanity, I wish this was hyperbole
She eat from my banana tree, I dodge and weave calamities
Like DMZ and manatees, beat was free, no inquiries
I leave her like an amputee, she slobbin' on my PhD
Cuz Stevie on that fever dream, no Cosby up my sleeve
I do not need no GHB, no EDP or ruffies see

I prefer the chloroform
Slide around her waist in a corridor
Slob on my knob like a cob of corn
Sign on my line like a lawyer firm
Lord of the pork, you a carnivore
Por favor muchacha like a Luchador

She got fuckin' cake like she Drake with the BBL
Slob on my knob til I'm seein' hell
She a D E V I L
Bombshell with the evil spell
She can put a me in cell
I'ma put her on the house

Ride with the gang  
Drugs in my veins  
24 chains  
Made of 24k  

Nod to my bop  
Plug it in the aux  
I'm guaranteed  
Raisin' rooftops  

Sucks on dick  
Does it real good  
She slobs on my pecker  
Like a peppermint hook  
*Limit*

Slob On My Knob x Plain Jane (Remix)

SEMATARY & GHOST MOUNTAIN - FLOWERS (NIGHTCORE)

ihauntu - mary jane

Je ne sais pas trop ce qui s'est passé, mais ça s'est passé.
Je crois que j'ai cliqué sur le bouton BPM, lorsque j'ai vu ce titre qui me rend fou de ATR, bah, c'est arrivé. Je vous prie d'accepter mes excuses pour vos tympans.

Garage live MASHUP de Normal - Johnny Jane  VS Speed -  By Toscan

farewell, summer :(

* (unfinished, flips, id and etc.)

tracklist:

0:00 - intro (@1ssh - )
2:11 - @gingaloid - every pizza is for me
4:00 - @clwdytunes - sam gellaitry - assumptions (clwdy remix)
4:52 - @aubreyc0re - no owl city, i will never believe my eyes *
5:54 - @gingaloid - dismantle your MIND, BODY and SOUL...
6:58 - @laurel-572942456 - i got YOU on my mind
8:29 - @advnce - YOU know what you gotta do!! ((CALL ME 2NITE))
10:03 - @cavicat - star sages
10:50 - @nnrecn0c - millie bobby
11:36 - @meet1020 -
12:19 - @spring-on-the-avenue - leroy - S3 E2b [LOST EPISODE] it's giving cher
13:27 - @1ssh -
14:53 - outro

31/08/24 - @notvrli farewellset

Meg Wolitzer presents a show of stories about our need to have “proof of love”—some demonstration by those nearest and dearest of exactly how much they care.  A lot, in Etgar Keret’s sweetly improbable “Almost Everything,” in which a husband looks for the perfect gift for a demanding wife.  It’s read by Liev Schreiber.  In Jacob Guajardo’s “Conquistadors, on Fairchild,” read by Michael Hartney, old flames reconnect, but it’s not clear where they are headed.  And in a classic from our archives, Haruki Murakami’s “Ice Man,” a shy woman marries a man who carries winter within and without.  Jane Curtin is the reader.

Prove Your Love

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⛥ ⛧̵̜͒ ̴̦̰̹̏͊̒⛥̸̳̼͚̘̝̣̄͋ ̴̼̗͒̈́☠̴̛̰̍ ̴̗͙̦̮͙̤͇͑͝☠̴͙͍͉̯͍̹̎͛̈̏ ̷̙͔̲͖̣̖̽̈́̇͑͜͝⛥̵͓̥̩͉̓̍͝I̴̺͔̓̋̍͝N̸̨͖̯͛̈̇̍F̴̮̌̒̔͊͒͆Í̷̧̢̝̜͉͒̃̕N̴̬̱̦̦͎̣̉̈͂̚I̶̡̖͚̮̥̝̊T̷̺͇̰̓̆Ḝ̶̡̛͚͉̠̱̾̈́͂M̷͍̈́͂͝U̴̫̪̓͋͒͜S̴̘͙͓̾͋̃̐̋͐͝Î̴͉̞̠̪̭̓̈́͌̑͝ͅC̸̳̓̑̋Ḵ̶̻̦̈̐͌̂̂͜ψ̴͕̺͚̽̓̓́̓͘ ̷̧̈̽̕͝⛧̷͇̉ ̸̯̲͇̦̫͔̳̽͗́̊̉☠̷̨̜̬͕͉̕ ̶̨̟̘͈͖̜͉̐̅͆̃̌͌⛧̸̛̰͚̫̯̪̠̱̓̑̋̈̀ ̵̜͍̅̈́͑̎ψ̵͎͋̅̊̀̔ ⛧⛥ ⛧̵̜͒ ̴̦̰̹̏͊̒⛥̸̳̼͚̘̝̣̄͋ ̴̼̗͒̈́☠̴̛̰̍ ̴̗͙̦̮͙̤͇͑͝☠̴͙͍͉̯͍̹̎͛̈̏ ̷̙͔̲͖̣̖̽̈́̇͑͜͝⛥̵͓̥̩͉̓̍͝I̴̺͔̓̋̍͝N̸̨͖̯͛̈̇̍F̴̮̌̒̔͊͒͆Í̷̧̢̝̜͉͒̃̕N̴̬̱̦̦͎̣̉̈͂̚I̶̡̖͚̮̥̝̊T̷̺͇̰̓̆Ḝ̶̡̛͚͉̠̱̾̈́͂M̷͍̈́͂͝U̴̫̪̓͋͒͜S̴̘͙͓̾͋̃̐̋͐͝Î̴͉̞̠̪̭̓̈́͌̑͝ͅC̸̳̓̑̋Ḵ̶̻̦̈̐͌̂̂͜ψ̴͕̺͚̽̓̓́̓͘ ̷̧̈̽̕͝⛧̷͇̉ ̸̯̲͇̦̫͔̳̽͗́̊̉☠̷̨̜̬͕͉̕ ̶̨̟̘͈͖̜͉̐̅͆̃̌͌⛧̸̛̰͚̫̯̪̠̱̓̑̋̈̀ ̵̜͍̅̈́͑̎ψ̵͎͋̅̊̀̔ ⛧⛥ ⛧̵̜͒ ̴̦̰̹̏͊̒⛥̸̳̼͚̘̝̣̄͋ ̴̼̗͒̈́☠̴̛̰̍ ̴̗͙̦̮͙̤͇͑͝☠̴͙͍͉̯͍̹̎͛̈̏ ̷̙͔̲͖̣̖̽̈́̇͑͜͝⛥̵͓̥̩͉̓̍͝I̴̺͔̓̋̍͝N̸̨͖̯͛̈̇̍F̴̮̌̒̔͊͒͆Í̷̧̢̝̜͉͒̃̕N̴̬̱̦̦͎̣̉̈͂̚I̶̡̖͚̮̥̝̊T̷̺͇̰̓̆Ḝ̶̡̛͚͉̠̱̾̈́͂M̷͍̈́͂͝U̴̫̪̓͋͒͜S̴̘͙͓̾͋̃̐̋͐͝Î̴͉̞̠̪̭̓̈́͌̑͝ͅC̸̳̓̑̋Ḵ̶̻̦̈̐͌̂̂͜ψ̴͕̺͚̽̓̓́̓͘ ̷̧̈̽̕͝⛧̷͇̉ ̸̯̲͇̦̫͔̳̽͗́̊̉☠̷̨̜̬͕͉̕ ̶̨̟̘͈͖̜͉̐̅͆̃̌͌⛧̸̛̰͚̫̯̪̠̱̓̑̋̈̀ ̵̜͍̅̈́͑̎ψ̵͎͋̅̊̀̔⛥ ⛧̵̜͒ ̴̦̰̹̏͊̒⛥̸̳̼͚̘̝̣̄͋ ̴̼̗͒̈́☠̴̛̰̍ ̴̗͙̦̮͙̤͇͑͝☠̴͙͍͉̯͍̹̎͛̈̏ ̷̙͔̲͖̣̖̽̈́̇͑͜͝⛥̵͓̥̩͉̓̍͝I̴̺͔̓̋̍͝N̸̨͖̯͛̈̇̍F̴̮̌̒̔͊͒͆Í̷̧̢̝̜͉͒̃̕N̴̬̱̦̦͎̣̉̈͂̚I̶̡̖͚̮̥̝̊T̷̺͇̰̓̆Ḝ̶̡̛͚͉̠̱̾̈́͂M̷͍̈́͂͝U̴̫̪̓͋͒͜S̴̘͙͓̾͋̃̐̋͐͝Î̴͉̞̠̪̭̓̈́͌̑͝ͅC̸̳̓̑̋Ḵ̶̻̦̈̐͌̂̂͜ψ̴͕̺͚̽̓̓́̓͘ ̷̧̈̽̕͝⛧̷͇̉ ̸̯̲͇̦̫͔̳̽͗́̊̉☠̷̨̜̬͕͉̕ ̶̨̟̘͈͖̜͉̐̅͆̃̌͌⛧̸̛̰͚̫̯̪̠̱̓̑̋̈̀ ̵̜͍̅̈́͑̎ψ̵͎͋̅̊̀̔⛥ ⛧̵̜͒ ̴̦̰̹̏͊̒⛥̸̳̼͚̘̝̣̄͋ ̴̼̗͒̈́☠̴̛̰̍ ̴̗͙̦̮͙̤͇͑͝☠̴͙͍͉̯͍̹̎͛̈̏ ̷̙͔̲͖̣̖̽̈́̇͑͜͝⛥̵͓̥̩͉̓̍͝I̴̺͔̓̋̍͝N̸̨͖̯͛̈̇̍F̴̮̌̒̔͊͒͆Í̷̧̢̝̜͉͒̃̕N̴̬̱̦̦͎̣̉̈͂̚I̶̡̖͚̮̥̝̊T̷̺͇̰̓̆Ḝ̶̡̛͚͉̠̱̾̈́͂M̷͍̈́͂͝U̴̫̪̓͋͒͜S̴̘͙͓̾͋̃̐̋͐͝Î̴͉̞̠̪̭̓̈́͌̑͝ͅC̸̳̓̑̋Ḵ̶̻̦̈̐͌̂̂͜ψ̴͕̺͚̽̓̓́̓͘ ̷̧̈̽̕͝⛧̷͇̉ ̸̯̲͇̦̫͔̳̽͗́̊̉☠̷̨̜̬͕͉̕ ̶̨̟̘͈͖̜͉̐̅͆̃̌͌⛧̸̛̰͚̫̯̪̠̱̓̑̋̈̀ ̵̜͍̅̈́͑̎ψ̵͎͋̅̊̀̔ ⛧⛧⛧⛥ ⛧̵̜͒ ̴̦̰̹̏͊̒⛥̸̳̼͚̘̝̣̄͋ ̴̼̗͒̈́☠̴̛̰̍ ̴̗͙̦̮͙̤͇͑͝☠̴͙͍͉̯͍̹̎͛̈̏ ̷̙͔̲͖̣̖̽̈́̇͑͜͝⛥̵͓̥̩͉̓̍͝I̴̺͔̓̋̍͝N̸̨͖̯͛̈̇̍F̴̮̌̒̔͊͒͆Í̷̧̢̝̜͉͒̃̕N̴̬̱̦̦͎̣̉̈͂̚I̶̡̖͚̮̥̝̊T̷̺͇̰̓̆Ḝ̶̡̛͚͉̠̱̾̈́͂M̷͍̈́͂͝U̴̫̪̓͋͒͜S̴̘͙͓̾͋̃̐̋͐͝Î̴͉̞̠̪̭̓̈́͌̑͝ͅC̸̳̓̑̋Ḵ̶̻̦̈̐͌̂̂͜ψ̴͕̺͚̽̓̓́̓͘ ̷̧̈̽̕͝⛧̷͇̉ ̸̯̲͇̦̫͔̳̽͗́̊̉☠̷̨̜̬͕͉̕ ̶̨̟̘͈͖̜͉̐̅͆̃̌͌⛧̸̛̰͚̫̯̪̠̱̓̑̋̈̀ ̵̜͍̅̈́͑̎ψ̵͎͋̅̊̀̔ ⛧⛥ ⛧̵̜͒ ̴̦̰̹̏͊̒⛥̸̳̼͚̘̝̣̄͋ ̴̼̗͒̈́☠̴̛̰̍ ̴̗͙̦̮͙̤͇͑͝☠̴͙͍͉̯͍̹̎͛̈̏ ̷̙͔̲͖̣̖̽̈́̇͑͜͝⛥̵͓̥̩͉̓̍͝I̴̺͔̓̋̍͝N̸̨͖̯͛̈̇̍F̴̮̌̒̔͊͒͆Í̷̧̢̝̜͉͒̃̕N̴̬̱̦̦͎̣̉̈͂̚I̶̡̖͚̮̥̝̊T̷̺͇̰̓̆Ḝ̶̡̛͚͉̠̱̾̈́͂M̷͍̈́͂͝U̴̫̪̓͋͒͜S̴̘͙͓̾͋̃̐̋͐͝Î̴͉̞̠̪̭̓̈́͌̑͝ͅC̸̳̓̑̋Ḵ̶̻̦̈̐͌̂̂͜ψ̴͕̺͚̽̓̓́̓͘ ̷̧̈̽̕͝⛧̷͇̉ ̸̯̲͇̦̫͔̳̽͗́̊̉☠̷̨̜̬͕͉̕ ̶̨̟̘͈͖̜͉̐̅͆̃̌͌⛧̸̛̰͚̫̯̪̠̱̓̑̋̈̀ ̵̜͍̅̈́͑̎ψ̵͎͋̅̊̀̔ ⛥ ⛧̵̜͒ ̴̦̰̹̏͊̒⛥̸̳̼͚̘̝̣̄͋ ̴̼̗͒̈́☠̴̛̰̍ ̴̗͙̦̮͙̤͇͑͝☠̴͙͍͉̯͍̹̎͛̈̏ ̷̙͔̲͖̣̖̽̈́̇͑͜͝⛥̵͓̥̩͉̓̍͝I̴̺͔̓̋̍͝N̸̨͖̯͛̈̇̍F̴̮̌̒̔͊͒͆Í̷̧̢̝̜͉͒̃̕N̴̬̱̦̦͎̣̉̈͂̚I̶̡̖͚̮̥̝̊T̷̺͇̰̓̆Ḝ̶̡̛͚͉̠̱̾̈́͂M̷͍̈́͂͝U̴̫̪̓͋͒͜S̴̘͙͓̾͋̃̐̋͐͝Î̴͉̞̠̪̭̓̈́͌̑͝ͅC̸̳̓̑̋Ḵ̶̻̦̈̐͌̂̂͜ψ̴͕̺͚̽̓̓́̓͘ ̷̧̈̽̕͝⛧̷͇̉ ̸̯̲͇̦̫͔̳̽͗́̊̉☠̷̨̜̬͕͉̕ ̶̨̟̘͈͖̜͉̐̅͆̃̌͌⛧̸̛̰͚̫̯̪̠̱̓̑̋̈̀ ̵̜͍̅̈́͑̎ψ̵͎͋̅̊̀̔⛥ ⛧̵̜͒ ̴̦̰̹̏͊̒⛥̸̳̼͚̘̝̣̄͋ ̴̼̗͒̈́☠̴̛̰̍ ̴̗͙̦̮͙̤͇͑͝☠̴͙͍͉̯͍̹̎͛̈̏ ̷̙͔̲͖̣̖̽̈́̇͑͜͝⛥̵͓̥̩͉̓̍͝I̴̺͔̓̋̍͝N̸̨͖̯͛̈̇̍F̴̮̌̒̔͊͒͆Í̷̧̢̝̜͉͒̃̕N̴̬̱̦̦͎̣̉̈͂̚I̶̡̖͚̮̥̝̊T̷̺͇̰̓̆Ḝ̶̡̛͚͉̠̱̾̈́͂M̷͍̈́͂͝U̴̫̪̓͋͒͜S̴̘͙͓̾͋̃̐̋͐͝Î̴͉̞̠̪̭̓̈́͌̑͝ͅC̸̳̓̑̋Ḵ̶̻̦̈̐͌̂̂͜ψ̴͕̺͚̽̓̓́̓͘ ̷̧̈̽̕͝⛧̷͇̉ ̸̯̲͇̦̫͔̳̽͗́̊̉☠̷̨̜̬͕͉̕ ̶̨̟̘͈͖̜͉̐̅͆̃̌͌⛧̸̛̰͚̫̯̪̠̱̓̑̋̈̀ ̵̜͍̅̈́͑̎ψ̵͎͋̅̊̀̔ ⛥ ⛧̵̜͒ ̴̦̰̹̏͊̒⛥̸̳̼͚̘̝̣̄͋ ̴̼̗͒̈́☠̴̛̰̍ ̴̗͙̦̮͙̤͇͑͝☠̴͙͍͉̯͍̹̎͛̈̏ ̷̙͔̲͖̣̖̽̈́̇͑͜͝⛥̵͓̥̩͉̓̍͝I̴̺͔̓̋̍͝N̸̨͖̯͛̈̇̍F̴̮̌̒̔͊͒͆Í̷̧̢̝̜͉͒̃̕N̴̬̱̦̦͎̣̉̈͂̚I̶̡̖͚̮̥̝̊T̷̺͇̰̓̆Ḝ̶̡̛͚͉̠̱̾̈́͂M̷͍̈́͂͝U̴̫̪̓͋͒͜S̴̘͙͓̾͋̃̐̋͐͝Î̴͉̞̠̪̭̓̈́͌̑͝ͅC̸̳̓̑̋Ḵ̶̻̦̈̐͌̂̂͜ψ̴͕̺͚̽̓̓́̓͘ ̷̧̈̽̕͝⛧̷͇̉ ̸̯̲͇̦̫͔̳̽͗́̊̉☠̷̨̜̬͕͉̕ ̶̨̟̘͈͖̜͉̐̅͆̃̌͌⛧̸̛̰͚̫̯̪̠̱̓̑̋̈̀ ̵̜͍̅̈́͑̎ψ̵͎͋̅̊̀̔ ⛧⛧

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