ptsd

psychosis

Kill ebola

ghnaya

Happy Pride Music SC edition

im a terrorist 3

ive been waiting patiently 
to find a place to safely be
erasing hate, the disbelief and shame that fogs a playful being
perfect magic mystery 
purging burning portions heat 
to purify the side that wants to fly outside our wants for me 
perfect magic mystery 
dont need to be another thing 
dont want more forms of misery 
to horde and keep or store and leave 
tour then fall sore here anxiously 
but beautiful to film and breathe 
and live outside mental debris im 
catching up, play pretend that their not in on plan decoy your boring hands youd look cute in a cage thinking heavy and drained im ok just my brain ill be free in my grave dont exist kill the plague 
abandoned files transferring aggressive fluid brought with me flip words maps turned feed delusion needs 
accepting me validation cant receive 
haunting trees pausing breathe to
process grief hardening parking fee for falling leak in cancer rain stomp me out in a dark arcade yards hard seen the tough ones scar deflate and others show me unknown things i hate and another od an exit he craved
from his skin piss blood again motel bed fucking dead

mental debris [prod. plague]

Run up in your head
Bitches spoon fed
You ain't live how you said
Speaking on the dead
Bitch I'll bury you instead
Just been looking for fix
Killing my help
I was buried with them

Told to keep silent
Shit made me violent
Lived for attention
But learned to hide it
Pray on my problems
Think you surviving
Living for pressure
You still supplying

Don't wanna say it's ok
Just for them to take the feeling away
Don't wanna say it's ok

Pour it out
out
Pour it out
out

restorations

fuck u bitch i wont switch off the liq i wont twitch dont want likes or be rich just make sum i feel it 
all the noises all the poisons all the vids and all the choices all the foods they force the portions all the views and news is bullshit hold this now my brain is more sick 
forcing more shit at my poor shift just to to buy some more abortions 
i dont really care bout this
feel like its all made up bliss
ill swim in sea and ill eat off squids ill sleep in woods make fort of twigs to leave this controlled loneliness

the house of safe the mouse in crate the endless brain the flawless take the leaves to rake need singed and baked to switch the side that needs the space 
the race i hate my fate is laced my pace is late just mate no wait
like what if theres something im missing from plate 
like the strings that are hanging all over the stage 
like the ball that was called before i reached the plate 
like the mall full of stalling thats leaving us faked
like the island of torture and murder and rape 
and the evil and outsiders not from this place
slaughter house spells illusions they hit us like mace 
like my God can u help me get out of this state aye
the ones that gon hate never seen their own face

the observer [prod. takizava]

cover art by @sofuclaren

Fucking up my bands with the hand of the thunder
Cancel all my plans cus the xans got me under
You live like a dan while i stand at the alter
Altered white walter white with my shit gone ripe
What my fist gon write 
when im not feeling this world no more
Fade away from you before out the door
Everythings us and i hate the decor
Karma a whore
Make up a flow and a reason to go i been lost in death row x2

Wet Earth W: Biv [prod. Takizava + Akvri]

Ghostling - What's Real (Featuring Shine Brida)

Eye on Everybody

Produced By 3xit3y3z
Lyrics and Vocal By SHiNE BRiDA https://soundcloud.com/shinebrida

Lyrics:
I am light as a feather, I get high like stormy weather
I love the clouds the clouds love me i say whatever
I just love you forever ever, for ever ever?
ever ever i'm Winona in Heathers I barely keep it together
Yeh i'm an outcast found out damn fast
Night traumas rock my damn world eyes downcast 
But I will, never ever sever heaven from my mind
Nine lives I spend em with my life line in time
I will give up being tied to this earthly body
Sorry if I worry u with my mental dichotomy
I'm horribly split shift stuck in gear shift I don't wanna be
Looping thoughts but in this state well I gotta be
Careful, a lotta me wanna see me get better
And I better, because I can't stay like this forever
The world I can't stomach it so i'm numbing it out
I just take a little cocktail to swallow the doubt
And without these drugs I don't know what its about
And I got a funny feeling I don't wanna find out
But klonopin i'm off of them n two days later on again
And one of them ain't quite enough so I guess that ill be nodding when
I pop a few and top it off with methadone n honestly
If truth be told my sober mind just feels so fucking wrong to me
They're onto me, they call me sick, and that's not even half of it
Cos if u could hear my inner monologue u wouldn't  laugh and 
Its darkness, and I peel back the layers
And veils of reality and all it entails
So just follow the trails, that i'm leading to my brain
Come bring me a little pick me up and make me whole again
And we'll fly, yes yes we'll fly oh my
At this height i'm getting vertigo n I call it my life
I call it magic, and u might just too if you'd try
Yes i'm light as a feather, cos i'm high as a kite


3xit3y3z x SHiNE BRiDA-Light As A Feather

GWALLAH GANG TRIPLE 5 BITCH N WE STUNTINNNN 
//// CR555W ///

GWALLAH GANG INTL /// FIEND /// PROD BY SPIRIT BEATS

remix of GHOSTEMANES awesome track "Mercury"

check out https://soundcloud.com/ghostemane for the original

(all credits go out to GHOSTEMANE. This is not for commercial use)

GHOSTEMANE  - Mercury (PEAKi remix)

lyrics 

incapable of love bitch im toxic
drug tests are the only time im positive 
i wish suffering and sadness had an off switch
thats why im drinking when i pop shit
thats why im puking in the faucet 
thats why back in early august 
i went to class with pills in my pocket 
but i left cus i cant work in an office
rather rot inside my closet make clothes sell beats
art is the only reason why im still breathing 
on my laptop all night when i cant sleep
back hurts cant see when will someone sign me
flying out to different states and countries trying to find me
all these meds jus make it hard to let my fucking mind speak
saying that she good for me but i aint good for nothing
mabye if im distant i can let my fucking soul free
nobody miss me
my mind is empty
someone come end me
someone come end me
x2
fuck a chain bitch id rather rock a noose 
when you better thats when locals want a truce 
but id rather crush up oxycontin put it in my goose
im already rotten what the fuck am i gon loose
what else can you do

biv

they aint give a fuck about me
they bluffed up lie through they teeth
loosing myself bitch you nothing to me
cant even sleep i cant breath
the fuck does you mean x2
aint no longer the team 
you gon act like you seen
pistols, poisons, and dreams
fuckas poppin them beans jus to lean for the scene 
you can miss me with all of that
fuck just to call her
bitch i need all of that
lil punk fuck where your collar at
fuck ya questions 
fuck ya life and lessons 
fuckas talk your blessings never get to steppin
a mofucka cant have shit
doing devil choke hold on my soul fantastic 
i wish you would mofucka 
you doing all the shit i wish i could mofucka
i pull up to your set i hope you good mofucka
all thoughts telling me i should mofucka
fuck around and leave this shit for good mofucka
clip to my lip let it rip blow the back out my hood mofucka

poison w/ biv

1-800-I’m geeked in a bitch 
Slide in a pussy blood leak from the wrist 
Hoping that my bitch don’t freak when I dip 
Eyes fucken leveled at the edge of the bridge

Mouth too fresh like a tic tac 
Breaking off bitches like a kit Kat 
Better pay attention better sit back 
Cause I ain’t got no time for the chit chat 

Cut on my wrist can’t get no better 
Bitch want me heart but my mind won’t let her 
So damn cold outside in the weather 
Bitch I brought the blade and strap no sweater 

Fuck a goth bitch in the back of a Jetta 
Early access in a pussy that’s beta 
Dropped a couple bands for the all black leather 
One step ahead on a whole new meta 

Yeah I know a bitch that i just can’t have
I’m way too stressed and I’m way too mad 
I’m way too fucked and I’m way too sad 
Really got me thinking that a bitch won’t last 

Know a bitch I can’t have 
Way too stressed way too mad 
Way too fucked way too sad 
Got me thinking shit won’t last

SecondChancesAren'tForEveryoneHuh? (prod. Azrael)

hook 1 / verse 1 (kill ebola)
just like gg allin eat my shit you rodents talk alot of it
throw back corpses off a bridge and locos when im popping shit
acid trip on pirate ships im davy joneses locker smith
pickle lick she half way giving head like when a nickel flip

lost my mind now im living in the bay
speaking foul till the flag keep on playing 
suspended license so i pulled up in a tank
playing hoarse on the porch getting baked
finger fuck a fucking asian slut im nutting in her braids 
leave her legless on the covers feeding semen off a plate 
dumping rodents in the gutters out in public off the drank
mixed with pills feel like a zombie shoot me rick impale my brain


verse 2 (kamaara) 

tucked away inside my home 
got bitches wondering where ive gone 
like bitch im getting fucking payed 
no time to fuck with none you lames
supercalifragilisticexpialidocious 
i be in yo bitch that pussy feeling like an ocean
usually im trapped inside my mind about a bitch
but today im with ebola drinking gas and smoking it 


verse 3 (muppy)
honesty
you lacking it
took a part of me 
and subtracted it
watch your step
i attack again
nothings left
i wont make amends
why are they running from something that eventually gonna benefit them 
burden on burden they stacking up weight i been lurking all day now im counting to 10
everything comes to an end if you piling it up then its just gonna drop
their taking and taking its breaking im making a way out this eternal slop

hook 2 (jon lemon)
well well 
fifty fucking feet up floating till im felt
fare well
just might fuck your dream up leave em in a cell
x2
 (kill ebola)
you a dumb fuck you aint getting funds yuh
your paypal dryer than your hands in colder months yuh
fingers rolling something that you probly fucking cough up 
you aint fucking tough why you flexing what you aint got
bitches getting face fucked she crying off her makeup 
watch me pull up serving like a lunch truck lace punch 
drink it with my thick nut fingers in her pink cunt
watch her gobble scrambled sack for brunch im just having fun

(hxnjv)
eyes looking half-way dead
take the glock off safety and lock to your brain
time to get a new truck 'cause the heads dont fit and youre next
im kinda pissed, youre spitting over my name
dont make me grab you by the neck and choke you till its black
you lack realness and beg for attention on your tracks
worms in and worms out,bugs crawl out the mouth
and its a toxic wasteland
get infected and die slow

gg allin w/ jon lemon [prod. kill ebola + pulse]

siren sounds
hit the ground explosive rounds take out a town
blow me now open throats of rodents feed the hell hounds
sell their souls 
by the pound to make some gold 
inside rolling up the mold 
doubt ill be alive and old 
young and fold

clear glass full of red liquid love prescription 
breathing walls when the tablet kick in 
old ignition burning gas to cure my livid 
let me finish get a fucking second for the explanation of my recollection why you nothing but a slutty self centered cunt with a smelly one
got a smelly tongue burning russian creme when im giving up 
livings tough prolly gonna stop it when ive had enough
way too young
room is smoked out like a frat house bet you pass out 
ask how i be drinking popping burning louder than your bowl sounds
imma fowl mouth reaper in a hoodie bow down when i come around
with the wrong crowd

siren sounds [prod. kill ebola + pulse + plurbs]

pull up
mad as hell i hate this fucking place
4g on my waste I send that pussy to his grave
okay my ex a fucking thot i told that bitch move out my way
I got these ropes around my neck so kick the chair and watch me sway

Sway

tell it sell it muh fucka then chop off the roof 
crank it n skert it n buy it then we gotta zoom
raid it n snatch it n bag it then you gotta move 
pack up n load it n light it then he gotta snooze

bitch i'm fucked up like typo hoe not important that bitch be a side note
dick like the horn of a rhino deep in that bitch till her muh fucken eyes role
doing this shit with my eyes closed boy I got shit that will blast in a silo
cutting his shit watch him muhfucken die slow leaving his body in the back of a bi lo

clap on clap off hit that bitch raw now her man singing them sad songs
wax on wax off wax on wax off fist put a crack in the asphalt
ticktock ticktock check my wrist watch I ain't got time for no pish posh
bitch im pissed off get yo shit rocked pussy mutha fucka you can get yo shit  tossed

MyGothBitchCameWithAGlock (prod. PLURBS)

Kill Ebola - Cremated Creation ft Kamaara

my toxicity 
possibly passing fucking faucet leaks 
popping zs
unsticking psyche sawing problem trees
charring leaves 
teens fake kicking fuck boy soccer teams
armory 
ar aimed at where thy fucking targets be
janitor need to get my shit together pardon me
you probably pop whatevers poppin pathetic programmed honestly 
impulse escape embark with boo flew to a new odyssey 
but the problems always follow me like russian fans for darker beats
imma tard for weeks benzo bottle gone before the birds chirp 
hurt worse steady steady stumble down a spiral u cant nurse worth
best when you beside me stretch u out like its ur first birth
earths dirt do not disturb im trynna be in work first 
pardon me part of me partially ponder hard beliefs 
the other part retarded from popping pills tills its hard to breathe 
the other part is hard to sleep trys to pack up depart and leave 
withdrawing from reality atms local pharmacies
so pardon me 
why are you remarking bout me constantly 
i also wanna harm me keep talking cus it dont bother me 
distant how a father be web her face peter parker strings 
got offers on a coffin rockin chains i made from vulture beaks so pardon me

pardon me [prod. kill ebola + pulse]

I need this 
I need that 
need one bitch with two gats
need one bitch on my lap
need three cars in all black
i just pulled up in a chevy now he laying on the floor
she the devil dressed in prada choppa slinging at yo door
I need this 
I need that 
need one bitch with two gats
need one bitch on my lap
need three cars in all black
I know something that you don't, semi drop like domino 
yeah my wrist is fuckin icy bitches scrapping at the snow

Nina dobrev 
Wanna fuck that bitch 
She gone suck this dick 
Till I cum that’s it 
Told you pussys 
I don’t fuck with this 
You a punk ass bitch 
Sucking punk ass dick 
nick nac paddy wack let em know that daddies back
lil goth bitch bend it over show me kitty cat
show me where the semi at hoe better give me that
switch blade hand gernade i dont do no chitty chat
AR Poke his belly gonna jigg like jelly muhtha fucka he a dough boy
bandaid whoa like nelly gonna hit my celly cause im the fucken dope boy
give her meat like deli like whoa he smelly mutha fucka he a broke boy
Hashtag bitches jelly throw R's like kelly muh fucka I glow boy

YEE HAW! (prod. tyler creed)

tatted queen on top of me and she aint gotta carve now 
barred out sparked up drunk fuck throwing up
4 dros dunked in loco punch 
growing up slow enough
whip look like snow on the bluff 
prone in dust scope jus above your nostril now your postures fucked 
and floating up to kingdoms come
over sober leave you u frozen fucking soaked in cum 
front lobe dumber from the downers now im working numb
stitch my smile up cus life been loosing all its fun
steady pop till the coffin 
stop all the sobbin the thoughts leave you rotten 
let them jus talk going ghost aint responding 
puny ass people jus oculus 

im going ghost x4

ghost [prod. kill ebola + pulse]

prod. @pxlse

why guys get offended 
pretend to be menaces 
bye bye to befriending 
why you sending shots over messages 
come convince me of your ending bitch
stomping rodents shit sentences 
copping crystals from my chemist quick
slowly going out my mind
add least its sum to do besides the boring cycled schedules all the time
i dont care if you cant hear me fine
i could fuss less about success cus my rhymes aint for the attention follows likes is that the reason that you grind 
go ahead and die young for noone 
used to want to but who dont
you not special and you wont
be ever your moldy 
just leave nuts on old jeans
air dried hung wet pussy 
do lyrics have to have a point please
leave you leaking like a canoe do 
in an avenue like the rat you move
with a bag of fruits fuck processed foods 
you lacking tunes that surpass my poop
brain stew sipped from shoes
paint you now new room
in a madder mood better watch your moves 
like a line backer bitch you gon loose
sanity and some family
their limbs be eating up by mammal teeth
spit profanity for all the junky fucking angry teens
where the danger be
if you wanna be an amputee keep bothering 
get a stub job
cum shot
on a dumb thot 
alien blood make yo gums rot
quit spitting raps grab a scrub mop 
gun shots giving to a dumb cop

play my poop duke play my poop
pointed tube to your dew paint the god damn room
play my poop duke play my poop
period blood bloomed best used to be lube

feces fetish [prod. pulse]

God
I've got gorillas on my chest
But there's demons in my brain
Even though your mind is numb
I'll still make sure you feel my pain
Could manipulate your bitch
Or I could write a song like this
But you wouldn't get the message
Till I hang or slit my wrist
I'm that young Charles Manson
While you're just Chris Hansen
Used to shop at Hot Topic
When I spilled blood on the floor
No one is dancing
Gun up to my head
I can't sleep in my own bed
At least Midnight have some album art
To use when they find me dead
You don't know me (Trust me you don't)
You don't know me (And trust me, you won't)
But I can still
Slit my wrist, stab my thighs
Oh my God I wanna die
Rip my heart out, cut my eyes
Only aim is suicide
Only dead thing in the room
Someone come rescue me, come save me soon
I've been drowning inside of my own thoughts
Beginning to lose air I'm in a typhoon, yeah

Aye, it's that motherfucking dope shit
I'm a leader, two liters full of potion
29 grams in my ounces
Ask my plug he would tell you I'm a good kid
Ask my mom she would tell you I'm a good kid
Ask my thot she would tell you I got that good dick
Ask my pops? I don't even fucking know him
I know why he left; 'cause he couldn't fucking handle this
Can't nobody handle this
Watch me do my damage bitch
Loud pack look like amethyst
Yeah, it's really me
I'm Lil Peep
Please don't panic bitch
Blow up with my team
That's my dream
Bitch, we getting rich
Making bitches scream, uh

lil peep - you don't know me (w/ original god)[UNcut]

kill ebola - run 4 cover (prod. sulate + xxny)

[Prod.ELE]

Follow my boy @fuckraze
--------------------
[Intro RAZE]
Ayo STOH in this bitch
man we all about the 
gang shit bruh like
we dont, we dont cappin´ bruh
we dont lackin´

[VERSE 1 ELE]
Bitch im going 
with my crowd n
you suck
on my cock
my glock will blowing
you up 
you better duck
dont test your godamn luck
or ill fuck u up
put ur body in
my fuckin truck
your music fucking
suck 

[VERSE 2 RAZE]

pull up with a glock
i dont give a motherfuck
fuckboy better duck
high assfuck like an hawk
big dope in my sock
smokin blunts in bangkok
stop the motherfuckin talk
or i pop like an opp aye 

[Verse 3 ELE]

he stole my fucking dope
Now he hanging from a 
Rope
Bitch im aiming trough
My scope
Bitch you just a joke
Snorting my fucking coke
All I want all the fucking smoke
Stoh is antidote
Bitch i am the fucking goat

[Verse 4 RAZE]
he issa a fuckin snitch
put his body in a ditch
talk ur shit get a stitch 
let his fuckin body twitch 
iam fuckin on ur bitch
kick this bitch from a bridge 
black magic lika witch
u arent fucking rich yuh

[Verse 5 ELE]
Stoh is the
Motherfucking 
Gang pull up in 
Mustang
Drive by 
And we bang
Stop talk in
My slang
We selling fucking
Crack bitch boy
Get a  smack
Our money fucking stack
Your music fucking whack

[Outro RAZE 2x]

Stoh is the
Motherfucking 
Gang pull up in 
Mustang
Drive by 
And we bang
Stop talk in
My slang
We selling fucking
Crack bitch boy
Get a smack
Our money fucking stack
Your music fucking whack

learn to die / aborted [prod. brutal flex]

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