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far away 6 - turbocharged mind

Funks louco

russian roulette (BEAT DOS CRIA 170BPM PORRRR)

CAN YOU FAST MY FURIOUS

TWERKNATION28 🤝 NAÇÃOREBOLATION69

samples:

1 - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-gAMKTAbjz4&ab_channel=Syzy
2 - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sFFFFYaoYSw

F.U.C + EU VOU TE MACETAR (✧✧✧DJ LAIN DE MADUREIRA✧✧✧)

Watermelon thump queen

kikando e me olhando

Grave Robbing

Her head is so0o0o0o0 rolling (POST-MORTEM MIX)

solo 조만간에

“INTROVERT”
Produced by oceanash 

Better try to run before you meet my fucking gun
Look into my eyes and you won’t see another sun
You’re a fucking pest caught up in the web I spun
Make a mess, make you depressed until I’m fucking done 
Leave you numb 
Beating on my chest like a drum
Walking zombie like it’s thriller  
maniac, leave you cooked like a griller
Have you sucking on ya thumb 
Turn your brain to bits before I’m fucking done
Wake up decomposing and my eyes are glazed
Getting high so I can put my thoughts away
I don’t wanna feel my fucking feelings today 
Now my hand is poking out my motherfucking grave 

Getting high, decomposing

Pumping through the parties you’re at
Got the last laugh cuz your body is wrapped
Trapped, imma make you hurt
All you fuckers made me an introvert 
Feeling lack of worth and I’m still holding onto hurt
I let the pain grow through my chest like bamboo 
Bile spilling as Im dialing up my fucking death doula
I feel like I’m a loser  
Screws getting looser
Marijuana nicotine media abuser 
My head is like living in somebody that I don’t know’s house 
My bed is the only fucking place that I get to escape my doubts 
(Yawn)

INTROVERT

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CHAMBER OF REFLECTION X TAMBORZADA (PROD RENNERB)

arlequina puro veneno...

no yt: https://youtu.be/cQH3Tucn9TI

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arlequina x jersey club

“Smoky Quartz”

Fake fucks popping my phone
I told them to leave me alone 
Just wanna zone out, pull the trichomes out
Making these beats in my home 
Sit next to a tombstone
Nothing but skull and some bones 
Existence unknown now
Feel like I’m not home now, 
In my own dome I’m feelin like I’m thrown out
Wasted my Pennies on making a wish
My body’s blazing in the River Styx
Holy shit I’m having a bad trip 
How much was that tab dipped?
Can’t go any lower 
I feel mediocre 
The storm getting closer
I’m thinking it’s over
The only boat roller, no captain, no chief or controller
I’m stranded in sea as a loner 

Leave me alone

Hyperventilate, then I isolate
Never wanna show my fucking face 
Body is a temple every day I desecrate, meditate, then I burn it all down with my hate 
The irony’s great 
I laugh as it burns standing over the grave 
I’m afraid of who I became 
No escaping this cage, I’m a slave to my brain
Pouring the blood down the drain 
Physically mentally ache 
Out of my way, destructive path that I pave 
Debating my fate every day I’m awake 
Oblivion, thinking of words they’ll engrave 
Stabbing my back with the words that they say
Turning to ash as my legacy fades
My shoulders are bruised from the weight 
I’m straying further away 
Damage my brain until nothing remains
Caught up in a rage, demons tell me to behave 
there’s nothing to be gained if you speak of my name 
I’ll be unlocking my demons from chains 
I’ll be throwing raw meat in their cage 
Eyes so dried up, cried up, looking so red like I’m sprayed with mace
Don’t wanna die this way, but I’m still fucking taking your life away

Produced by oceanash

Smoky Quartz

ALTERNATIVELY: WWPD: What Would a Pony Do

a cultura woke ACABOU com a mixagem desta música

original: @cod3c0237 | #rebolarnaoecrime

(@tsxnnami) eurofunk / WWPD: What Would a Pony Do [[RITMADO 140BPM]]

“Recurring Dreams”

Body rotting but I have a plot
Take ‘em to the ocean and I dump em off a yacht 
Red and blue flashing, know I’m fucking caught 
Put my hands in the air, and my knees dropped 
Now I watch the days go by, I’m sitting in a cell
Never see a blue sky but tell my fam I’m doing well 
Made mistakes and I made my own hell 
Recurring dreams where I’m burning in a fucking plane that fell
Tired of fake fucking people never having my back
Tired of days turning to weeks where sleep lacks
Tired of smoking weed just to relax 
I don’t wanna feel this shit until my body is ash 

Rose made of palm, rose like a phoenix 
Came back as a demon but nobody fucking 
see it
Invisible, miserable, now I’m spewing stupid syllables 
Not loveable 
Not liveable 
If anything I’m fucking killable
I’m despicable 
Life feeling like an SAT, but I’m not quizzable
Unpredictable, 
Second guessing everything is typical 
solving problems to the minimal 
Smoking chemicals 
Fucking killable
I’m despicable 
Life feeling like an SAT, but I’m not quizzable
Unpredictable, 
Second guessing everything is typical 
Solving problems to the minimal 
Smoking chemicals

Produced by oceanash

Recurring Dreams

é hoje bb ⛽

#incestoedemais

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(@tsxnnami) "ludmilla x jersey club" #JERSEYCLUB ⛽

VAMOS FAZER UM ACORDO

Sou eu na foto

Obviamente inspirado na track da dj tiffany

vc devia clicar aq
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MUNDINHO WONDER GIRLS [[ porradeiro x 150bpm]]

“RAINDROPS”

I’m on a spree, off my skin I’m flicking fleas
I’m empty, I’m alone in my home but a ghost is making the floor creak
Keep emotions on a leash 
Smoking reef, forgetting memories, but I
keep them like receipts
I will take them to the sea
Pouring my ash out in Atlantic oceans 
Spreading to the shore I keep on growing, 
Keep on flowing to where my soul is fucking meant to be 
I wake, try to be brave, I don’t want dust to be the only part that’s left of me
Never thought that I make it to 23 (what the fuck)
Been pleading for a reasons of why I fall to my degree
Demons tell me I’m just debris, I try to disagree Every day contemplating who to believe (who)
Walking in the street debating hanging from a tree 
I can’t sleep 
I can’t eat
Try to speak and I retreat
Looking back at everything is bittersweet
All I feel is defeat
Try to keep it discrete 
I don’t even know if I’ll ever feel complete 

Lung is full of tar 
Lung is-lung is full of tar 
Running-running but the blood is seeping out their parts 
Seep-seeping out their parts 


Sporting broken hearts on sleeves that feel too short
They ask me how I’m doing I say why the fuck you care for 
Smoke and hit record and say how life’s a bitch,
Now I’m feeling fucking stony when I’m brewing like a witch 
Smoking for a broken heart 
But my lung is full of tar 
Car running out of gas cuz I roll them in cigars
Split them with the same blade that I’m using for my arm 
Fake fuckers running but the blood is seeping out their parts 
They were doomed from the start
Same look you will never see in another eyes 
Seen too many die my body cannot cry I’m fucking dry 
I’m collapsing on myself like a star that died 
I’m refusing all the help all because of selfish pride 
Cells fighting wars in my body 
Demons saying fuck you, stop me 
I’m not good at confrontation or know karate
I’m destroying all around me, you can call me a tsunami 
I got my own body in a sleeper like I’m Sean O’Malley

Produced by oceanash

RAINDROPS

“PANIC”

Panic setting, panic lurking
Someone close the curtain 
I’m betting that I keep on hurting
Smoking back to back, I’m burning
Made by Burton, I’m not real, animated clay person
Dig my hole and lay and wait for someone to throw the fucking dirt in
And I’m waking devastated when I’m thinking bout the body bags 
Visit mental graves so I’m always wearing fucking black 
Staying late up thinking and I’m breaking down from panic attacks 
Taking your reality and throwing it in the fucking trash 
I’m so numb that nothing can shake me 
Made it past the point of breaking
Brain is feeling like it’s caving
Mind and body aching 
Limbs shaking, head racing,
I’m debating my coffin or my cremation, gotta choose a place for my remains to lay in 


Made by Burton, animated clay person
Dig my hole and lay, throw the fucking dirt in


I can never rest in piece, never hittin REM during sleep
I’m internalizing deep, getting weak
My dreams are nightmares where I can’t speak, shadows climbing on my chest, grabbing my throat and choking me 
Try to scream but all I can do is weep
How long does it take to feel normal again?
I’m spending every day waiting for the day to end 
I’m on game seven with my demons and I can’t defend 
I’m transcending into heaven, from this life I was condemned 
I’m a fallen angel like I’m Lucifer, toss me into the lake
And I realize Hell is painful as I’m going up in flames 
I abandon all hope when I reach the gates
Now I’m the king of demons and they’re feeding me grapes


Produced by oceanash

PANIC

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remix do remix: @notlunty - se vacila.
[aviso] emocinante!

se vacila. [[@tsunamigabs RE:bolation REMIX]]

Essa música faz parte de um set que será lançado em um futuro próximo :3

#rebolarnaoecrime

TE ENSINEI CERTIN X PORRADEIRO [[170 BPM]]

MC Kitinho E MC MR Bim - ENTÃO DESCE DO CARRO - VAI VOLTAR ANDANDO - NA ANCHIETA (DJ KR3)

SÓ ANDO DE MOTO

sum1 come n s4ve me

sum1 come n s4ve me w/ toxin_brewer (prod. DEAD*AT*18)

ᴀ ᴍᴏᴅᴀ ᴀɢᴏʀᴀ ᴇ ᴍᴏꜱᴛʀᴀ ᴏ ᴘɪɴᴛᴏ ɴᴏ ᴠʀ
𝔸 ℙEℝ𝕌𝔸 𝕒𝕘𝕠𝕣𝕒 𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕒 𝔼ℚ𝕌𝕀ℙ𝔸𝔻𝔸 𝕋𝔼ℂℕ𝕆𝕃𝕆𝔾𝕀ℂ𝔸𝕄𝔼ℕ𝕋𝔼𝕊

𝙢𝙞𝙯𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙚𝙭𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙖 𝙫𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡

SO ANDO DE MOTO PT.2 (( UNFINISHED NO CAMINHO DO ESTUDIO TOMEI ENQUADRO MAS TA SUAVE FAMILIA))

caro pra caralho a funilaria do palio os carra arrasta d+

desce do carro porra vai amassar a lataria

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