monster 2

INFINITE MUSICK - FUCK EM ALL
Instrumental prod. Fatigue
 
Lyrics
Fuck 'em all
I'll kill them dead

Get rid of evidence
Triple six hex 'n the pentagram twist 'til the end of it
Blood on the crescent irrelevant
Penance was channeled intuh my intelligence
Levitate candlesticks
Bridge of malevolence
Spirits appearing in settlements

Bullet with my name
In my dresser by my bed

I disappear and you second guess everything
I bet the pendulum spin in yuh endocrine
I feel the presence of specters n' revenants
Step in the ether and you'll feel my echo with
Twist n' I teeter on shade of the devil I settle with
Drip in the beaker
The leader of tweakers n' Neverland

I been on the pill like every fuckin' day
Devil in my head I'ma die in tha blaze
Why in the fuck are my eyes awake?
Sliding further everyday...

Sleep in the cedar with weepers to preserve omnipotence
I'm leaving creatures like demons and lemurs
With disfigured features when they peel their peepers
To witness the consequence
I make a monolith bleed with no process to breed
Or create hemoglobin to drip on the cobble bed

I put the switch tuh the little thread
Woven 'n intricate
Makin' up roof of the housing

FUCK EM ALL

Lyrics: 

Bitch so bad 
She got the bass bumpin 
You can take my life 
Don’t give me nothing 
Bitch so bad 
She got the bass bumpin 
You can take my life 
Don’t give me nothing 
Bitch so bad 
She got the bass bumpin 
You can take my life 
Don’t give me nothing 
Bitch so bad 
She got the bass bumpin 
You can take my life 
Don’t give me nothing 

Woah Woah
Shawty wanna pour up some more
Bad bitch let her drive me home 
Fuck that put your numbers in my phone
Cause I got somewhere I gotta go

Ima get there all on my own
Ion give no fucks (nah)
I can do this shi all alone

Molly, Lean, K
When I’m off that shi 
Ion got nun to say 
Pour up, smoke, drank 
Shawty pop that shi 
Like some fuckin Rose
Do every, thing she, say
East coast west coast 
Ima fuck her sideways 
Fuckin, up yo, brain
Boi your turnt to a bitch
Cause you get no play 

Bad dog got me chained outside ho
Fly wit some wings get me right though 
Yeah im high in this bitch ima die slow
Oh yeah I don’t feel like alright though
Fuck that get skinny like a model  
Yeah we pour pour pour out the bottle 
Fuck that boi we turnin up turnin up

bass girl

INFINITEMUSICK - Moonlight

Lyrics (Incomplete)


Eye of newt dissolving
Tail of rat, osmosis
Nail of casket closing
Wing of bat with covid
Mix it all with mammoth bone
But what the fuck, my bloody hotplate broken
...
Is this disassociation or possession? I would reckon dice are rollin
Snake eyes closing
Rain flies wayside, brain white foaming
Chains don't windchime, clank psychosis
I can see my veins die, black blood flowing

Moonlight

The Healing Heart - Meditation 4 - 639 Hz

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aislado {killhaley}

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TEMPORXRY x LANDONSDEAD - 2THABARN [BVMP] #TU

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BLXXDYLAFLARE x KARABASAN x GNARLYNICK - SINNER CIRCLE *ZAVAGE MIX* PROD. KILLHALEY

 zai - No Respect

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Musick to make love to yourself 2,...... or your old lady.

Caddi Womp is (mastered)

Seven flowers

INFINITE MUSICK - RUINED
-Lyrics-
I been in the lab all day
Since the bathsalt craze
With my crashout brain
When I spaz, off chain
I'm a tachyon slave
I attack, enclave
Put a mask on face
Hit a jackpot on a scratch off
Bernie Madoff paid
Took a nap in a vat 
Where the gas got sprayed
That's no Kanye
No hold on wait
Got a Mozart brain
Go so hard on a flowchart with the dope bars
That the whole bond- got paid
Modded the stick, gotta load my clip
With shuriken blades
I been slurrin' all day
On the promethazine 
I'm interpreting waves
I'm a nervous headcase
On the bourbon and yay
Need a surgeon to change
All my neural dismay
I'm a curve in the straightaway
Murder create
Check me out
I am emerging from flame
In the purgator-ay
I'm a curse in the way that I service the shade
Can't interpret my gaze in a certainty way
When my merciless circuitry burning away
Got my paws in your purse, you been workin all day
Not inserting a hook for your worthless embrace
Too ingrained in the soot to be purged with the sage
Demigod cookin with surgical blade
And you best listen good, I been huffin the paint
And been up for three days
Just like nothin' is sacred, I fuck it away
Double cup tastin' like rubbish and flame
Love ain't enough I need ampheta-mane
Fuck out my face, in the gutter I'll stay
I am a nutter, insane with a bump of the days
That I number with haste
I been up with the shakes
Base of the mountain and summit the same
Gravity effortless crushin' my frame
Half of these fuckers belong in grave
Avidly dumpin a clip at the dirt they disturbed with a spade 
Bombin your service with Turbans, determined to fizzle yuh shape
Embody the judge and insurgent, inverting your frivolous game 
I will make sure that your god has averted his merciless gaze
I am a person, commodity, lodged in a circular cage
I sit and I wait and I plot an escape
Like a bobber that floating on top of a lake
In an ominous way
I'll have monuments made
An accomplice of fate
Like I'm walkin right off of the top of the state 
N I'm watchin the jaw of the monolith break
I been walkin my kicks on the top of a wave
You been boppin' my hits like I'm choppin the yay
Oppas are hollow equipped to defend all they drip from the top of the chain
Trickle down bitch, I been droppin em change
Bombin their crib, they're dissolving away 
Pollinate rosary beads when I play
Poppin' the blotter, my spirt is flayed
Topple yuh confidence, mirror it breaks
I'm disappearing your slate
Searing and salting your spirit for taste 
I'm leering and lulling you into a case
An irritant chemical turn me to waste 
Peer through the tint of the whip and I wait
Ascending your spirit with clearest of hate
I'm on the fence, I'll be clearin' the gate
I can't resist what I'll leave in my wake
This is some shit that you need to replay 
I channeled this skit like a lyrical maze
Eerie glow in my eyes, lie in the haze 
I'm what  the Mayans predicted
A violent nonfiction
Lost island of vicious
Aligned with a mission
I violin trippin'
A tie in the ribbon
I glide with the scissors
A tyrant conflicted
My wiring different
My high got me itchin'
Compliance restricted
The science depicted
Your fickle indifference
To civics and digits 
To die by the hand of a giant inflictin'
A life of afflicted by fires and civics, empires and digits
The virus is living 
Your dying to ditch it
You think you alive but you probably isnt 
I see all the skin on your body go rigid
You think you alive but you probably isnt 
I see all the skin on.... your body go rigid

RUINED

At the Stone Temple

A blend of horror-laced poetry, dystopian paranoia, and hard-hitting underground rap.


Cooking up Elevator trap beats & beyond. 
Founding member & former lead guitarist for the band Nevolutio from Austin, TX

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Drone/Noise/Ambient/Experimental. Invoking the Typhonian current and lost futures.

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Pluribus is a collaborative multi-user electronic music-making process we’ve developed which breaks the boundary between the novice and professional. Through this multi-user process, people of different musical abilities can create completely unique and original music together, sounds that can only be born from multiple minds working together.

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