Fucking amazing. Can't get enough of this song these days.

GUNSHOW

A Dangerous Method Vol. 1

FUH WIMME

10 DOLLAR SWIM

GHOST

SPEZIAL

"CUNT FROM CAMPERDOWN 2 GRANVILLE - MARAYONG TO ASHFIELD - "

VISUALS 4 "LAZY" HERE: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XfAo1Pyhc6I

Taken from our upcoming EP 'Feed', out this November. Pre-order 'Feed' EP  and download "Lazy" here: https://slimset.bandcamp.com/album/feed

Written by MC Dev & DJ Atro

Lyrics:

It’s the lazy, lazy azn 1    
South 4 the winter with amazing bud
lazy, lazy azn 1
never gave a fuk

lazy chosen 1
not sharp no more im blunt
lazy hazy 1 (yeh im the one)
n na, you don't know me but - (dont think i ever gave a fuk)

And I think the we on the brink, I think 
I spit and swell,
Car keys on the left when i bell Dutch if he got 
Bud or grub for the kid that thin as hell
He never picks up
N I Think 2 myself 'oh well'
Time 2 Buzz all these cunts
On my cellular cell
like Cuz, on a good day but not today
I Normally feel like perfect Cell
Smashing up Androids 
And iPhones as well on the set 
I plan to take u to hell with me On the decks
From West Sydney to the End of it all what a trek
My city is stressed cos
 
Cunt - from Camperdown to Granville   
Marayong to Ashfield
be licking 5mg dexies - not Advils
Head pounding like a hammer on anvil
BANG - I run on Empty with a 
glove compartment chocka twenties
I dodge tolls n RBTs from Wenty til im passing Bass Hill
And maaan, All these apartments look like ant hills
Why are all my girls fukn sad still
Wish I was a bigger kid so I cud dismantle
My nanny state, cityscape
Think how my mates is on the sad pills
On the tin can back to Fairfield cos Pats got bud so i can just chill

Hook

I bit the hand that fed me
Akil said I got a mad setta teeth
I'm done teething, 
Nibble at the heels of my infant feelings
Its thaaat 3 A M I'm sober in KFC
w a three piece feed
& I learnt from marrow in da
Chick that I bit and suck
That the kid is gifted as fuck
Hype it up, pipe it up and tellem
Cunt I'm grown With the mic and venom
Fuk ur type I get more bent than beckham does
And I cut tree like woody woodpecker does (haaaa)
Don’t get snooty with a felon cus 
Im not the guy you reckon i was
Suck it and see, spitting out seeds,
For the vultures, Lets get a feed 
Cos That’s the culture - hit up max wee 
N i get that aggy agriculture 
Now Im stuck on Church Street
& I think i got a puncture 
cos my rims feel weak
When I get on and on
But - Whats a big fish small pond
Watch it go down
The chamber or shaft of my bong
N I don’t care if its wrong it feels so gud
Monday morning n i wanna get cooked
And I swear one day im gonna get gud﻿

HOOK

Feed EP

Lazy

mixed by me
prod @saitanbeats
w/ @riplowlife

Wassup ! w/ lowlife (Prod. Saitan) (RIP LOWLIFE)

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DVRK MATTER

PROD. NIGHTMVRE

CHARCOAL FOREST FT. MUKS DIED (PROD. NIGHTMVRE)

fuck i look great when i’m faded
fuck out my face i can’t take it
fuck out my face with that fake shit
i’m really just here to get wasted
when did i fucking naked
when did we get fucking wasted
fuck i look great when i’m faded
i’m not selling no more i’m just chasing

fuck all the shit that you said
looking back now it still burn in my head, fuck 
i dunno how i stood it
fucking delusional fucked with my head, yuh
when i said love i meant it
doesn't mean shit to you just admit it
you made me wish i was dead
Nowadays i pour up leave you on read
nowadays i ball out fuck with ten
nowadays laugh when u pop in my head
2cb up my nose followed with ket i forget the regret tuck it under my bed 
guillotine droppin and kissing my neck
pick my head off the floor fill it with lead 
lsd slipping down under my eyelid they roll all the way back come back around red
ketamine enter my system like nightly i cannot survive without it in my head
everyday fading i'm self medicating i cannot remember when i wasn't dead
mentally numb the emotion has fled 
rikodeine drop when i get out of bed
when i wake up yeah the first thought i got is to cop a bag burn it fall asleep again

i don’t think i can be sober again
i don’t think i can be sober again
i’m not addicted specific prescription i’m fucking off my head
substance don’t matter it’s all just collateral
life is bilateral
hate being sober i hate being clean
hate all the shit that’s been weighing on me
hate all the shit that has made me a fiend
i hate waking up from my dreams


i don't think i can be sober again
i don't think i can be sober again
i can't remember the last time that i wasn't 
fucking off my head
fuck it i'm chopping up again
fuck it i'm pouring up again
i might just drop one in again 
i might just hang with your girl again
i've given up on sobriety it isn't necessary
fucking february turning into august all the shit i've snorted all of it imported wickrs blowing up my phone but i ignore it
fuck how i'm feeling that's not important 
fuck off my feelings that shit overrated
i'm never stoked unless i'm sedated bumping off the blade and blocking out faces
my ip blocked you can't trace it
my homies stocked if you chasin
multiple substances lacing
fucked awful person but i embrace it
attitudes fucked man it so abrasive
try to get close bitch i will evade it
shadow clvn stab to face and twist
drain all your blood n we dip

d҉i҉s҉c҉o҉n҉s҉o҉l҉a҉t҉e҉

d҉i҉s҉c҉o҉n҉s҉o҉l҉a҉t҉e҉ ft. bunny

Sure (VISUALS IN DESCRIPTION)

official music video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=kiAcvju3_xQ
produced by @36176-555171137
mixed/mastered by @idstayawaytoo
lyrics - 
we all know what you're really about
got a problem come and air it out 
said my name so much they wore it out 
my heart was hurting so i tore it out 
speak the truth, never watered down 
i bleed for you watch it pouring out
ive seen the news i try to board it out 
like a trap house, now im walking out 
buds in a baggy inside of my trackies 
ill sock you for asking to borrow some baccy 
im still in the 253 with the smackies 
a pilly or two maybe he want the static?
i never wanted to be anything but myself 
i never wanted to read into things from the past 
i wish i just let em all rest on the shelf 
i put myself in my own little hell
i go to sleep at night peacefully 
i grew a love for the sound of the bells 
you were the reason that i nearly fell
so many times i was gasping for breath 
i was longing for death,
holding my head you were cold on my neck 
im glad that you left, 
ive been a mess and thats just what you left me as 
who would have guessed?
suck it up bitch boy, go and get your head checked
imma smoke a spliff and go and lay and let my head rest 
offer me the pippy and i turn into a meth head 
i been putting work in and they calling me the best yet
i heard from the birds theyve been chirping, no nest 
words turn to dust never heard what they said 
burns from the butts of these cigs im a mess
cursed by the touch of a witch with the hair 
gotta keep ten toes down,
imma sink ten cones let em all drown
ay, look at what i found
i dont fuck around wheres your plan gone now?
bitch

SPITER [PROD. 36176]

Triple One are impossible to categorise, and even harder to ignore. Brash bars come courtesy of rappers Marty Bugatti and Obi Ill Terrors, melodic hooks by Lil Dijon float in paranormal fashion while greyscale production is expertly crafted by Billy Gunns. Triple One are a sonic experiment between hard, soft, and all the textures in between.

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