AbyssalSounds playlist: October 2020

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Stream

Don't Talk

DYING IN LA [PROD. GRIGORYAN]

Lyrics :

Look at what we've done, just look what came to pass
Worse came to worst now it's time to pay the price
We were given paradise and we turned it into hell
The Fall fast approaches I hear the death knell

With their all important profits there's nothing they wouldn't sell us
All their manufactured prophets turning all minds into deserts
And you traded all your freedoms for a little more comfort
Now we're left to our devices there's nothing left but to suffer

Cathedral of Genocide
Built on rotten foundations 
Covering the fertile ground
They brought desert upon us

Monument to Homicide
Made to crumble our nations
Coveting all that we have
They want naught but to crush us

(x2)

Cathedral of Genocide
Built on rotten foundations 
Covering the fertile ground
they brought desert upon us

Look at what we've done, just look what came to pass
Worse came to worst now it's time to pay the price
We were given paradise and we turned it into hell
The Fall fast aproaches I hear the death knell

With their all important profits there's nothing they wouldn't sell us
All their manufactured prophets turning all minds into deserts
And you traded all your freedoms for a little more comfort
Now we're left to our devices there's nothing left but to suffer

ROTTEN

GULLY track 9 featuring @istasha and @auxking

Produced, mixed and mastered by Na$tii @nastiitaxii

Lyrics:
Verse 1: Na$tii
I’m in your pocket pot of greed
just how it’s got to be 
it ain’t no different 
than these doctors 
at these pharmacy
it ain’t addiction 
this is orchestrated policy 
talking visions of a future 
where the boot is not just 
stomping out our will to breath 
and 
I can speak it honestly 
it doesn’t matter
middle finger to police 
2 warning shots 
then we scatter 
I beleive we need a leader 
y’all are happy w a master 
when you shoot em my advice is either stomach or the bladder 

you bum ass little actors know you copy the script
when that gun sounds  it’ll separate the sharks from the shrimp 
you come at any one of us we gonna clap till u limp 
throw ya body in Styx all that I feel is contempt 

Chorus: Na$tii
shit I must ask 
forest why you run fast?
forest why you got all those prescriptions 
from the drug lab ?
forest why they saying that you stupid 
 front the whole class 
they don’t know we always gon be running 
and they hate that you can run fast 
x2 

Verse 2: Na$tii
double up the bag
and hit with the vaseline
the mini pigs well never tag it 
slipping through security 
never picky but for drugs i need the purity 
never wrap it but can’t have another mouth to feed
honestly its getting pretty cheap to pay the tweaker fee 
I tell em place the burner 
right beneath the tank of gasoline 
blowing out the window screen 
member smoking pounds of green 
and sippin in the kitchen as we 
ashing in the fucking sink 
rick moranis looking ass 
go find a kid to shrink 
when you pull the trigger 
pay attention not to  fucking blink 
shawty want a ring 
i gave her one at finger length 
y’all love to follow 
I’m afraid you lost the skill to think 
turned creator to consumer 
with that kool aid drink 
when u run up ya margins 
theirs is larger shit so outta sync
with ya girl the other week she got some crazy kinks
face don’t match the body
guess I’ll call that  bitch a fucking sphinx

Chorus:

Verse 2: Istasha
Cryptic as a Cicada
When locked 
Grasping my jaw 
So pry it open; my mouth it appears Vacated enough 

Self worth of Tardigrade in a gutter 
I gotta depleted the premium 
eat it to be Persuaded Later 

Run Just overclock
The doc got prescriptions 
serving of mescaline 
Resting upon the shelf in the shelter
Renew the print Over counter 
You wash 
Chase it down gallons cattle broth 
Hit the Clorox bottle bouncing off the tarmacGot a Full set rinse
All of my Brushes set aside just ain’t 
Ain’t the same fucking thing 
All of my vices are mnemonic 
I got that antigen again 
Taste just like a can of paint 
Second drop down in seconds 
Stop to track it got no mentsu

Hand folding to stress 
Like a Diamond 
ace surveillance cellar 

No saving 

Brain Run in a mess 
Like it’s Simon says with Hellen Keller 

Pre Chorus: Istasha
Shit I must ask 
Forest why you run fast
Forest why you got all those prescriptions from the drug lab 
Forest why they saying that you’re stupid front he whole class
They don’t know we always gon be running and they hate that you can run fast

Chorus Repeats:

Forrest Ft. Istasha & Auxxk

NOMAD coming soon.

Lyrics:

(Hook)
3, 5, 7 steppin
bitch I’m one with god
Esoteric magick
hittin like it’s krav maga
I don’t need all of the riches
But I want it I can’t lie
circumscribe all the lies
And rid the devils from your life

(Part 1)
Makin a promise, break it
thats your certain death
I’ll rip out your tongue
I’ll strip your heart right out yo chest
Findin the dimmest light
Inside the darkest place in site
Toe to toe with death
but will you run or will you fight?

Bitch I’m gonna fight
Fight for the scythe
Torch the fuckin flame
I’m scorchin everyone on site
I can show you Death
I can show you pain
Serpents all around
Am I enlightened or insane?

(Part 2)
Venomous, bitch I’m heaven sent
Got the regiment
You hella bent, filled with negative
You’re irrelevant
Frozen flame, kiss the golden ring
Drain your energy
We not the same, chasin the fuckin fame
I don’t even know your name
Turn darkness to light
Shine bright like a light bright
Good night, bring a foe five
To a knife fight
Hindsight, blind side the present
Future finite
Sit tight, hold tight life is a rough ride
one with the moon
I’m one with the sun
I work with the tools
Go bang with the gun
It’s all for the one
one take for the all
Get traced with the chalk
I’m based with the walk

(hook)

KRAV MAGA (Prod Torchfvce)

We been in the cut drinking the kool aid and texting goth bitches with a Ouija board I got off some 7,000 year old dude on craigslist lmao

WITH: @XATASHI & @LVSTFORPAIN
PROD: @LUCASINCLAIR
MIX: @NAVVVI & @LVSTFORPAIN
ART: @MIYORATOR (linktr.ee/miyo) & @C3OF

LYRICS:
[HOOK]
Motherfucker keep on looking up you better bow down
Bitch I am a king where is my throne?
I need to sit down
Motherfucker keep on talking shit you better calm down
Better have a grip cause you can’t handle all this shit now

Motherfucker keep on looking up you better bow down
Bitch I am a king where is my throne?
I need to sit down
Motherfucker keep on talking shit you better calm down
Looking up to me but I don’t fuck with y’all

[SAINT SLEEP]
Bow down Bow down
Worshiping a thorned crown
Bow down bow down
Worshiping an ancient artifact
Text my goth bitches with a ouija board
Shawty wanna know the real me till I'm walking round in lizard form
Rolling on that cult shit
Life is just a movie just a biopic
Matt Smith portraying me in award winning flicks
Adored by e girls looking for them clicks
Manson ain't got shit on me
LSD and entropy it's a new world order you can keep the old one g
Setting up the trap on a island
Celebrities pay an entry fee with them blood diamonds
Code of conduct
I dont give a fuck
Sacrifice the people I dont like
Write this shit in blood I aint ever had to type
Really had to shove your dreams in a pipe

[LVST]
Life's too fucking tragic to just never keep my glick tucked
Depression on my mind formaldehyde
My code of conduct
Been taking life straight to the face I keep on getting fucked up
The memories just keep on coming back no acid reflex
You can get stuck
Fist fist fist fucked
I came prepared
Dont turn your back
Youll get snuck
You get ripped up
Fuck the system
My god is proud I know hes watching from a distance
Distance
Keep yo distance
Hear the voices listen with precision
Distance
Keep yo distance
Hear the voices listen with precision

[HOOK]
Motherfucker keep on looking up you better bow down
Bitch I am a king where is my throne?
I need to sit down
Motherfucker keep on talking shit you better calm down
Better have a grip cause you can’t handle all this shit now

Motherfucker keep on looking up you better bow down
Bitch I am a king where is my throne?
I need to sit down
Motherfucker keep on talking shit you better calm down
Looking up to me but I don’t fuck with y’all

Code of Conduct ft. XATASHI & LVST [prod. speczdaplug]

Stream/Buy

Produced by @sneaky_haxor
Art by @wasbeatz

[LYRICS]

Stop, get the fuck up.
Pick up your gun, time to fuck up.
Hope there's a lord there waiting for you to trip.
Take my back and assure that I don't fucking die.
Bleeding out from death.
Take my back and assure that I don't fucking die.
Bleeding out to death.

Shut the fuck up, you lunatic coward.
Do you fucking job and let me free.
Take my back and assure that I don't fucking die.
Bleeding out from death.
Take my back and assure that I don't fucking die.
Bleeding out to death.

BLEED [prod. Sneaky]

HEADACHE TYPE MUSIC 2020. FUCK THIS YEAR.

FT. https://soundcloud.com/fenrirprod
& https://soundcloud.com/mugetsu117
PROD. https://soundcloud.com/xtra_prod
ART. https://soundcloud.com/lenfantlondon

lyrics:

/na
mint went, way side to the fresh bitch
wear my mesh but you set bitch
lay his ass out on cement bitch
take yo time, it's a set bitch
go to bed bitch
i aint got shit to say just go to bed bitch

LAY THAT PUSSY ASS BITCH ON THE FLOOR BED
TAKE HIS ASS OUT FROM THE FUCKING CORE BITCH
GOT HIS SOUL FROM THE PHONE HE A MENACE
BET HE'LL SNAKE YOU ANY CHANCE THAT HE FUCKING GET

GO TO BED BITCH
GO TO BED BITCH
i aint got shit to say just go to bed bitch

-fen
He be slithering down the fucking rabbit hole 
it is so sickening perverse like a canon ball 
i be listening reverse watching dragon ball
my dick is stiffening inside a fucking cabin wall 
fucking go to sleep 
u can join lil peep 
watch me beating my meat 
aye imma fuck this shit 
u can suck my dick and lick my spit yuh

-mug
Die, away from me. Your soul, is so empty.
Breathing through your live.
Draining your remaining.

(just go home)
This is just the end for you.
This just the start for me.
Praying will not help you.

GO TO BED FT. FENRIR & MUGXTSU (PROD. XTRAORDINARXX.X)

Cover might be temporary idk reeee

Lyrics:

Change that frame
I got it great on a bad day
Stay chained to the weights 
On a grayscale, I’m stained with the new strain 
Crossed okay, toss me in paint

Ghost like won’t open 
Keep my mouth sowed and I’m gone 
Would gain a face like a totem, without a body I got none 

On the base like hydroxy 
Float away? I keep my ground
And I got no touch like im still broken 
Okay, Focus, Trojans leak in 
Soaking 

I got myself on the deck like a crushed up pill 
Leave me sobbing about textures overkill 

I die again, on my best side 
Strapped up on the hill, Okay I get it 
Tape me burning, keep that shit on as a filler

chafe from the Chains
To your taste i am Slave 
Carried to the grave
Press it down and leave me paved 

Out the gate no mistake 
Ain’t no minutes in the day
Carried to the grave 
Press it down and leave me paved 

Twisting that neck and leave it backwards just to save face 
I spin the shit just like my business needs a decent artist 
I gotta dip just like your brain off of the rave traces
I fall asleep on all your shit

Koala Teeth

I can tell that I'm fucking losing it. Taken off "Black Box", dropping October 29th.

PROD: @ESTHETICGLOOM
MIX: @NAVVVI
ART: @C3OF

LYRICS:
[CHORUS]x4
All eyes on me everybody watching
I cant really see them
I can only feel them

[VERSE]
Wake up feeling dread every morning
No friends no job
They dont wanna hear my sob story
Flip the channel watch them pull black shrouds out my head
I dont care when I end up dead just where I end up next
Goverment plants wanna add me to they annex
Throwing twigs in my burning nest
Twitch when I overthink
Always had the feeling that I'm being watched with no lip sync

Ears glued to all the cracks in the wall
Fear induced when I stare down the hall
It was never like this
And I hoped it wouldn't be
Parents disappointed
Why shouldn't they

I can tell that I'm fucking losing it
Fucking sick of it
Always listening
Tell me why I cant live in peace when all I hear is whispering

[CHORUS]x4
All eyes on me everybody watching
I cant really see them
I can only feel them

[OUTRO]
Empty empty empty all the cupboards
Searching searching tryna find the cameras
Empty empty empty out the home
Searching searching tryna find the microphones
Empty empty empty out my closet
Searching searching tryna find the source of gossip
Cant believe I cant find a thing
But I swear to God that they're listening

Black Box

17x24

17x24 [prod. esthetic gloom]

Production: https://soundcloud.com/prodbydistro
Mixing: https://soundcloud.com/ventingpalace
Art: https://soundcloud.com/c3of

PUSHY (prod. Distro)

art: @c3of
vocals: @jaealaska

love to vii

FATAL FIRE (FEAT. JAE ALASKA)

@ventingpalace @kirawthesavior @otwljupiter

AMV: https://youtu.be/QARWrFHpSqI

add me on insta: https://www.instagram.com/yvng.lvst/
add vp on insta: https://www.instagram.com/ventingpalace/

STREAM ON SPOTIFY

FUFU ft. VENTING PALACE (PROD. KIRAW x OTWLJUPITER)

Sometimes it is best to do things you otherwise would not
prod @wasbeatz

Lyrics:

Step in the dark I step in the cold 

Scraping the bark from off of the bones

Halos of light. Now off with his soul 

Playing my part I'm lost in the role 


Like Where  can I start I'm ready to go 

We going  fast and you moving slow 

Planes of the grass stay under the toes 

Look in the self to find what's below 


Dot on his head and he swerving around 

Flat on the grass and we clipping from out 

Simming my feelings she think that I'm bout em 

But really I don't give a fuck in a while


Down on her knees like she praying to me

Spreading my thoughts like it be a disease 

Watch for the plummet the failure is steep 

Pulling away from the pulpit to speak 

bitch it's a bad day never will last 

suck that down all I care about a bag 

fucking right off and he can't come back 

blew one shot can't up them stats

he would do anything to see some time 

but that shit over no piece of mind 

use those names as he fiends to try 

dig himself deep & he can't reclimb 

PULPIT [PROD W A S]

prod @pxlse

lyrics depth strida:

the legacy is back, its apache fuckin strida time
12 gauge fat shotgun bro aboutta pay the fine
torture him in my chamber 
red dots many laser
fuck him up
meet me later
pull up in pulses beamer
the masks aboutta crack
theres nothing i could hidemayne
you want me on a track
 but that shit not my type aye
apache on the lmg
and we put you up in light ay
fuck with us you get wet up
im not comparing size ay

uh fuck hit the uppercut
and you spit some blood
uh tell me what the fuck was up?
you dont got no bloods
uh catch me sneakin thru your block
hit apache walk
uh no i cannot stop
make his  fuckin body pop

apache:

the fucking king is back
ready to attack
hand out packs 
to the junkies who need crack
always armed with my strap
mac 11 drum mag
pull up in the night with a mask on
alright staying in the dawn
chopper and the ar
drum mag fmj yuh
still beneath the read
u pussies is fake yuh
really did the race yuh
and i never say no
pop pop big chopper on deck yuh

5. DROP! (FT. DEPTH STRIDA) [PROD. PULSE]

Shorty don't feel right,
Cleanse my soul, how she talk light,
Dead gone, with my old nights,
Been a long time, but I'm just like,
All these mothafuckas you ain't give sight,
I ain't question, I'm the worst type,
On my worst night, I'ma fold tight,
I'ma feed on you like a poltergeist,

Don't call, tears fall, running
Such fault, tongue crawl, run it,
Push back, bent flat, covered,
Pull me in, air gasp, lover,

I want reminisce,
When I'm dead and gone, I'ma live,
I want reminisce,
When I'm dead and gone, I'ma live

I want reminisce,
When I'm dead and gone, I'ma live
Inside your eyes, I'ma sin,
I'ma grip you like he never did,
You don't act out,
When I black out,
On that pussy raw,
Finna cast out,
I'ma hold you down,
You can't see my doubt,
We don't make a sound,
We just lay it out,

Nails to skin,
Hair tied, you're my own amend,
Blood leaks, I won't die again,
Lay with you till the very end,
Time I spent,
I don't mend if the wounds offend,
Holy sent, you're my best intent,
Not to keep my soul condemned,
Not to keep my soul

Nails

AbyssalSounds' cypher

Gods of the Abyss (feat. @onireex, @fenrirprod & @necrolvnn)

Produced by @sneaky_haxor
Cover by @c3of

Lyrics:

Onireex:

J'débarque de nulle part, j'avance seul dans le noir
Le regard hagard, il est déjà trop tard
Mon âme est condamnée, cependant je n'puis m'résigner
à tout abandonner, l'heure est venue de s'élever

J'débarque de nulle part, j'avance seul dans le noir
Le regard hagard, il est déjà trop tard
Mon âme est condamnée, cependant je n'puis m'résigner
à tout abandonner, l'heure est venue de s'élever

Sneaky à la prod, Onireex au microphone
808 sous protéïne, la peur te rend aphone
MC sous codeïne, pour attirer la foule
Même s'ils n'en sont pas digne, mon flow les dépouille

J'ai ta maman en sanglots au téléphone
J'pige pas un mot, de c'que la cinglé marmonne
Elle me supplie de ne pas saigner son fils
Sah quel délice, j'me délecte de ses supplices

L'aube se lève, je te soulève, pourtant ce n'est pas la vision que j'avais de ce monde
J'fais preuve de zèle, mon âme s'élève, vers les célestes, anges et démons qui peuplent chaque seconde
de nos pensées

Fenrir : 

Bitch eg puller opp med klikken trekker lettere i strikken når hun suger hardt pikken eg må kjøre til klinikken 

Eg e mekkeren og trekkeren må ringe fort til snekkeren han cruiser lett med hekkeren han kræsjer inn i macaren 

Fuck boy shit 
Hun trenger mer hun trenger pikk 
Skyter carl med en stift 
triller inn med min klikk 
Trenger god akustikk 
Spiser komle med stikk
Ikkje vær en ekkel bitch 
Eg skal beefe med shift 

Eg har tatt for mye dop 
Mann eg Føler meg så lok 
Du kan lese meg en bok 
Heroin e mitt snop 

Neste år eg e 90 år 
Ikkje 90 år 
Men d Midt i år 
Ka du si ka du sei 
Har en rygg av sei 
Du vet eg Har ro på leverpostei
HAR DU RO PÅ LEVERPOSTEI?

Necrolynn:

J'écrase les lâches, je lache des barres
J'efface toute trace de ton histoire

Mon âme est noire, mon flow vicelard
J'prépare le chemin vers la victoire  
Shoutout Abyssal 
Necro cannibale
Ma rage animale
Mes crocs vont t'faire mal

Mes méthodes sont barbares
J'te dégage du radar
J'te boute hors du game
Comme si j'm'appelais Jeanne d'Arc

Douleur maximale
Je crache un feu plus qu'infernal
J'trainerai ton cadavre jusqu'au fond
Des noires profondeurs sidérales
Ton âme déchirée par le mal
Tu tentes de crier, rien qu'un râle
Personne ne viendra te chercher
Pour toi y'aura pas d'funérailles

Dieux des abysses, des vraies machines à tuer
On laisse sur l'trottoir ton crâne fracturé
Onireex Fenrir balancent l'artillerie
J'dégaine ma switchblade et moi j'te finis

Dieux des abysses, des vraies machines à tuer
On laisse sur l'trottoir ton crâne fracturé
Onireex Fenrir balancent l'artillerie
J'dégaine ma switchblade et moi j'te finis

AbyssalSounds playlist: October 2020

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