Tris-mègi-śtus

Funk-infused rock mashup single cut from our upcoming record - Rite on Time 11:22.

-Tiger County Regulators

La Cascada - Single off Upcoming Album - Rite on Time 11:22

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Produced by True Luck

Lyrics:
If I tell you what I breathe
Then you’ll need it
Chainsaw runner
Running running after screaming
Got enough
Cry of fear see you leaving
Laughing
Blowing through that pack ice breaking
20 euros for some fakes
Did it in the bathroom
I know the risks, but I still take it, break it
Hockey puck shooting got that range in
Clown shoes white laces
Oblivion 2007

Park hangout on some weird shit
Prefer real paper tall stack over printed shit
Screen printed white tee
Stepping leprechaun
Green standing tall
Lovecraft necronomicon

Fuck, always hungry gotta eat
TrueLuck never stepping down
See a slope gotta ski
Down to earth like a centipede
One hundred degrees, fear not
Freezing ice cold when you see me

If I tell you what I breathe
Then you’ll need it
Chainsaw runner
Running running after screaming
Got enough
Cry of fear see you leaving
Laughing
Blowing through that pack ice breaking
If I tell you what I breathe
you’ll need it
Chainsaw runner
Running running after screaming
Got enough
Cry of fear see you leaving
Laughing
Blowing through that pack ice breaking

Yeah and I had to smoke
Just to write some words
Still slurring blueberry syrup
True Luck double uzi pockets stuffed
Denim brand jeans, match it deep
All alone in the streets

Face a problem by myself
Common projects hop away
Silveeer be the chain

If I tell you what I breathe
Then you’ll need it
Chainsaw runner
Running running after screaming
Got enough
Cry of fear see you leaving
Laughing
Blowing through that pack ice breaking
20 euros for some fakes
Did it in the bathroom
I know the risks, but I still take it, break it
Hockey puck shooting got that range in
Clown shoes white laces
Oblivion 2007

TRUE LUCK - Chainsaw Runner

1ST TRACK OF NEW ALBUM "STAGE 811"|

Prod by yurei (prod.yurei) 

 
LYRICS:

JO ZIXKAM ON YO BIH.. 

SHAWTYYYY  

SHAWTYY YEAH 


SHAWTY ALWAYS ON MY D

SHAWTY BE ASKIN HOW IM SO FUCKIN LIT 

GOT LOTTA HOES AINT TRNA HIT 

RUNNIN YO MOUTH AND THEN TRYNA QUIT 

IMA ZI  BOY GET DROPPED RLLY QUICK 

I DONT GIVE A F BOUT ANY FUCKIN BISH 

WANNA FIST LIKE A PUSSY IN YO CRIB? 

COME SUCK D LIKE A MF BISH 

U A FUCK NIG U SO FUCKIN CRINGE 

U WANNA FIGHT FOR A PUSSY NA GO AWAY 


GO GET A PUSSY N GET AWAY FROM MY WAY



 WANNA GET SHOT YO BISH? AYE 
 WHY U TRYNA BEEF U BISH? AYE 
 CORNY AS FUCK U BISH AYE 



are u done wit da song zi? 

-im done 
STop.. stop fucking playin da beat! 
STOP FUCKING PLAYIN DA BEAT! 👹







JO ZIXKAMI ON YO BITCH YUHHH 

STAGE 811

SHAWTY ! [STAGE-811]

Second single from upcoming release, Summer of Shorts (TM)

Please visit SincereLogic.com for complete catalogue.

-Written and Performed by Sincere and Stellar 
-Beat by the incomparable Steezy Prime (check them out athttps://open.spotify.com/artist/4ApyJoQGYHAcMtJEvK5tRx)

Summer of Shorts

Optimistic (Featuring Stellar of Whiskey&Water)

2027

Left right up down

Up All Night feat. Cozy

SEMATARY & GHOST MOUNTAIN - COP KILLER [2019]

Listen To Hundred Acre Wrist On All Platforms : ampl.ink/G6zNN
🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲💎💎💎💎
@SEMATARYY * https://www.instagram.com/semataryy/
@GHOSTMOUNTAINN * https://www.instagram.com/GHOSTMOUNTAIN/

Produced By Sematary 
Sample : Caroliner Rainbow Open Wound Corale - Burdensome Blood

Cleaver valley 
Cleaver valley 
Feel the hate come from the deer and the bees

Cleaver valley 
Cleaver valley 
Where the dead dance all among the trees 

Well Im Coming down the Road In My Hearse 
Feel The Hate Come From the Trees And The Birds 
In cleaver Valley Eyes Are Watching in The Earth 
Your Lil god Got No power in My Woods 

I got bone chimes sticks upon my wall
We gon watch the world burn Come the fall 

October country where the river runith red
Fire side singin hyms of the dead 

Smokey Bear Said Your All Gonna Burn
Find Us In the Woods Walkinin Till It Hurts 
You Know Cutter Is My Only Fucking Friend 
I Know He’ll Stay True To Me Till The End

What’s real I don’t know anymore 
Haunted mound we come Knockin at your door 

Dark figures come approaching in the Mist 
Say goodbye to the Hundred acre wrist

Left right up down

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