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The Brvtalist is pleased to premiere a new track from Brutalismus 3000. One of our favorite Berlin projects returns with a new track on the upcoming DURCH v/a compilation: Solidarity 002 - A Love Letter To The Queer Community. DURCH is a queer collective with a clear vision of solidarity and community building. DURCH operates in Tel Aviv and Berlin trying to bring queer people together, building a culture of inclusion, diversity and tolerance. In the tradition of original raves DURCH organizes solidarity events ranging from parties, to art and community events, with the strong belief that raves are a much needed place for people to come together, celebrate their diversity and learn to respect each other.

After releasing their first v/a earlier in the year, The are back with their second solidarity release of the year: Bolder, queerer and definitely more fun than ever. Take a bit of everything, mix it together and then burn it all down. Building on our previous release DURCH [digital] Solidarity 002 features some well established artists alongside some exciting, well-kept secrets of the electronic dance music scene. You’re in for a bumpy ride and a couple of pretty nasty surprises on the way. Today we bring you the nu gabber post techno punk of "Satan Was a BabyBoomer". 

As always, the proceeds from the release go to Queer causes and this release will benefit TransInterQueer e.V. (TrIQ) and Casa Kuà. Out on April 16th and you can get yours on BANDCAMP. 

@durchparty
@brutalismus-300

PREMIERE: Brutalismus 3000 - Satan Was A Baby Boomer (DURCH)

Prod. MVRTYR
 
@nikko-nrg
@daegho
@kidsindanger

FEAR NO GOD! (FT, NIKKO, DAEGHO, K.I.D)

Ghostman

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lilkaiyomgmt@gmail.com for booking and business purposes 

insta : @killkaiyo

samurai (prod. kamiculxm x korkenzieher)

(Prod. Disastre)
Written by: Izuqqi
Out on all platforms!

Brains

BRAINS (Prod. Disastre)

This is a song off the Album sixty se7en

This song has sampled music from:
[ Junyashii ] SUPPORT HIM!!!

-- Socials/Platforms --

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ghxst.©
All Rights Reserved
Kill Dyll 2022

𝕃𝕪𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕤

I'm trying
Deep inside my mind
I'm Dying

I know I'm not alone but
Why me

I hope one day I go
I'm feelin like a ghost

I'm all alone
I'm all alone
In a room full of people I feel like a needle I know I'm unknown

Always avoiding me life with no home
my hearts not a toy to me still it gets thrown

back on the burner my lungs are to short
stutter my breath cuz' there's no fuckin hope

And I care too much
In despair too much

Cover emotions they never will show
Fuck it I'm shunned when I cope

Fuck it I live with no hope
My purpose has been overthrown

forgotten I'm stuck on the rope
I swallow the love I don't feel

ghxst.

ghxst. (Prod. Kill Dyll)

BLOODSTAIN ft. KILL DYLL

SOMEONEENDME

STEP BACK! FT. SXMPRA [prod. sxmpra] *OUT ON ALL PLATS*

shut it [prod. dustin] *OUT ON ALL PLATS*

This song was Co-Produced by Kill Dyll and Pranav.Wav
Everything down to the cover art was collaborated on

SUPPORT PRANAV

SOUNDCLOUD
@pranavwav
SPOTIFY
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INSTA
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JFK.©
All Rights Reserved
Kill Dyll & Pranav.Wav 2022

𝕃𝕪𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕤

Say good night
Cuz' this 45 tucked
Aim down sight
Imma drain that blood

Imma donate brains
To your car headrest
JFK
You don't need no vest

Bitch!

Fuck you and your sympathy
I just wanna die in peace
Fuck you and your sympathy
I just wanna die in peace
Fuck you and your sympathy
I just wanna die in peace
Fuck you and your sympathy
I just wanna die in peace

Givin a motherfucker what they need
Not what they want
They need to shut the fuck up
So their teeth is what I stomp

Watch him su su studder
When I'm changing up my tone
Dyll is the beheader
If you try to take my throne

Overthrown the lames
So now I'm at where I belong
He's blessed fuckin breathing
But he's not blessed for very long

Fuck you, your façade, is showing like its bomb
I'm blowing up like the taliban
Tally up all my arms
I'm constantly underfire
I'm wired to kill em all
You fuckers are petty liars
Imma purging em til I'm gone

You got a big ass forehead
Fuck you feelins im morbid
Runnin my church no Mormon
Tie him to the car and floor it
Kill a whole man and move on
Sippin that tea that oolong
Hate little kids like Kumon
Hole in yo head don't move wrong

Holo through his head if he talk about some goofy shit
Lay him down with lead hoe in a hooligan
Who again I'm the the nigga that would go and shoot again
Find where you stay burn your crib make you move again
I don't got no hobbies I prefer a little homicide
Fiddle with my fingers on the trigger pick out who to die
Should I hang him by the neck and frame a sudden suicide
Point the trigger to myself and try to figure who am I

Obviously probably a mufuckin prodigy
Hold the gun solemnly keep yo apology
Skin him to death and then watchin his body bleed
Killing that boy for a want and not just the need
When you with me make sure you talkin properly
You are not human to me you my property
Been a whole god so nobody is stoppin' me
Pastor pranav or at least call me father p

Kick from the k got my wrist feelin sore
I got holo after holo leave that boy on the floor
Imma kool aid man through the wall or a door
Put the knife to his head till he dead kill the whore

I don't got no hobbies I prefer a little homicide
Fiddle with my fingers on the trigger pick out who to die
Should I hang him by the neck and frame a sudden suicide
Point the trigger to myself and try to figure who am I
I don't know so I am slow el ey dying
Talk bout the smoke but you always just typing
Sharpen my nails but this world has been filing
Walk what I talk and bitch and I'm always smiling

JFK - Kill Dyll x Pranav.Wav (Prod. Kill Dyll + Pranav.Wav)

Produktionsdauer: 1 Stunde


https://soundcloud.com/lyn-okok/smoke-m-kehlenschnitt?ref=clipboard&p=a&c=0&si=452a655a108242e092f4ff8ba10ab07b&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

kehlenschnitt

SmokeM - Kehlenschnitt HardTekk

GRAVEWORLD.TV/LIVE

w/ @istasha & @witchouse40k

mixed/mastered by @33marrow

produced by @istasha

TWENTYTHREE x ISTASHA x WITCHOUSE 40K - GRAVEWORLD.TV/LIVE

pranav.wav x Kill Dyll - "SMOKE OPPS NOT CIGS"(prod. pranav + kill dyll)

TOKYO GHOUL!©
All Rights Reserved
Kill Dyll 2023

𝕃𝕪𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕤

Dyll feelin bitter again he diggin the pen to his socket
lookin at him and I see him beggin me to stop it
I live for revenge I'm off of the hinge and I love it
Treating my iron like I've been fire, IM SMOKING

TOKYO GHOUL HOW I RIP UP HIS CHEST
FUCKERS DONT LIVE PAST MY AIM CUZ I'M BLESSED
SCOPIN HIM DOWN THEN IM TAKIN HIS BREATH
THESE FUCKERS ARE CLOWNS SO I TREAT EM LIKE PESTS

I just can't give a fuck
I just can't give a fuck
I just can't give a fuck
I just can't give a

Take somebody's vision precision I never miss
If you think I'm fuckin playin I'm sayin I never kid
Talkin all that smack will get a mother fucker hit
That's why I keep these millimeters on my mother fuckin hip

dyll has been pissin
never forgiving all you motherfuckers
trippin not sipping 
I'm never living with you motherfuckers

me and you are different
I never wanted to love another
radio silence 
I been defiant to you mother fuckers

tokyo ghoul how I'm taking what's left
you fuckers that play with me
playing with death
bitch I'm not like you
I'll fight til I'm dead
bitch im not like you
ill fight til im dead

TOKYO GHOUL HOW I RIP UP HIS CHEST
FUCKERS DONT LIVE PAST MY AIM CUZ I'M BLESSED
SCOPIN HIM DOWN THEN IM TAKIN HIS BREATH
THESE FUCKERS ARE CLOWNS SO I TREAT EM LIKE PESTS

Fuck what they think
What they say I'm a god
Puttin this 9 right inside of his eye
Pussie don't press me I'll leave you dismembered
You prolly don't know me I'm cold as December I'm Dyll

Fuck your feels
Fuck these bitches
Never real
Never real

TOKYO GHOUL! (Prod. Kill Dyll)

Yeah, I walk in this bitch, yeah, I walk in the function
You don't carry no strap, lil' bitch, you is bluffin'
Still up in the trenches, you know how we comin'
Still up in this bitch, mixing ack with the tussin
Still stuntin' tha boy, bitch, you know how we do it
That bitch boy a faggot, he virgin like Lucid
I'm uppin' the strap, then I leave tha boy clueless
I'm really about it, I'm really gon' do it
If you ain't really 'bout it, you ain't gonna shoot
If you talk out yo mouth, you gon' fuck up my mood
Please GTFO of my way like bitch move
Yeah, I'm fuckin' yo thot and she like how I move
I'm crazy on record, I pop a bitch too
I'm poppin' a shotgun while off of the shrooms
Yeah, I'm fuckin' yo momma, you don't gotta clue
I'm punkin' her BF like bitch what it do, bitch
Yo boyfriend fuckin' hate me, yo dumb bitch wanna date me
My girlfriend thinks I'm crazy, steady pushin' out white like the 80s
Boy, you not gang, you can't faze me
Fuck my damn bitch and she ate me
And my lil bro, he amaze me, shooting them opps like he crazy

I'm walkin' this bitch with a Glock in my hand
And a blade in my head, and all you bitches are fed
Fuck, what's the fake, why I eliminate any foe
That don't know exactly where I stand
I'm stayin' on your grave for the life that it take
And I'm makin' all of these big bands
Look at the fuckers, they're scattered like grass
When I tap on this gathering it's great
Fuck your existence, I'll put it away
And it is locked from the end of my plate
I'm comin' to D.C., I do not know pain
Walkin' with bullets inside of my brain
Motherfuckers up at the I.C.K., they're lookin' at your clique
And I know that we're all fake
I pull open the knives, we arise a new fate
We arise a new fate

Yeah, I walk in this bitch, yeah, I walk in the function
You don't carry no strap, lil' bitch, you is bluffin'
Still up in the trenches, you know how we comin'
Still up in this bitch, mixing ack with the tussin
Still stuntin' tha boy, bitch, you know how we do it
That bitch boy a faggot, he virgin like Lucid
I'm uppin' the strap, then I leave tha boy clueless
I'm really about it, I'm really gon' do it
If you ain't really 'bout it, you ain't gonna shoot
If you talk out yo mouth, you gon' fuck up my mood
Please GTFO of my way like bitch move
Yeah, I'm fuckin' yo thot and she like how I move
I'm crazy on record, I pop a bitch too
I'm poppin' a shotgun while off of the shrooms
Yeah, I'm fuckin' yo momma, you don't gotta clue
I'm punkin' her BF like bitch what it do, bitch
Yo boyfriend fuckin' hate me, yo dumb bitch wanna date me
My girlfriend thinks I'm crazy, steady pushin' out white like the 80s
Boy, you not gang, you can't faze me
Fuck my damn bitch and she ate me
And my lil bro, he amaze me, shooting them opps like he crazy

ZER0XTHRASH X KILL DYLL - KXSO! [PROD.ZER0XTHRASH]

SUPPORT GASHUM

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BAKI // ROT©
All Rights Reserved
Kill Dyll 2023

𝕃𝕪𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕤

We are not the fuckin same
Don't compare me to no copies
No competition, Cuz I killed them like I'm Baki

Nobodies talk, all I hear is the static
Actin all hard, til they hear automatics
Pray to your God, if you got one then stop it
I'm sick of the fuckers, that talk like they got it

Talkin that shit say it once then he froze
Saying it twice, get him shot akimbos
Thirsty for cloud, like you fuckers are Hoes
Get off of my dick, lil bitch you get hosed 

Leave me alone
I hate when I see that you’re calling my phone
You all did me wrong
You talked down on me right inside of my home
I cut to the bone
To feel anything cause i’m always so numb
I pull out the gun and place it right inside my mafucking dome

I don’t care what you say
Look into my eyes do you think I fucking play
I know 100 different ways I could take apart your face
I hope you know I'd never lack I keep a blade right on my waist okay

I do all this for fun
I got this bitch on her knees like a nun
you pussy i know if i pull up you’ll run


Bitch I hope you fuckin
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot

Bitch I hope you fuckin
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot

Bitch I hope you fuckin

Came with the flows
Never came for the Hoes
Fame til it blows
Propane to the nose

Fuck what they think
What they say
What they know
Cocaine in the brain of the lames and the foes

Duckin n fuckin up all the fakes til they go

Mother fuckers are lucky I'm feelin great
Overdose

Can you run it I wonder 
You lookin slow in the dome

Put a 40 inside of it then we wait til it blows

Wait til the fade put a Cave in his face

Mother fuckers wanted pain you God damn disgrace

Illuminati I'm catching body on body

I never thought he was salty only wanted a hobby

Shout the pastor he claiming the south
My brother in Europe Kiraw is about to take over anyways

Fuck all the clout
We make it the petty way with or without 

Never came for the money only came for the woes
Rain for the funny 23s to the dome

We makin the money makin capitol
If that boy keep on cappin
I'm cappin his dome

You dirty little bitch
I know you love the way I spit
Fire in my lungs with the fire on my hip

You dirty little bitch
I know you love the way I spit
Fire in my lungs with the fire on my hip

BAKI // ROT (ft. Gashum)

Jake Hill & Josh A - Suicidal Thoughts (Bass Boosted)

LYRICS:

"Wait, is it Halloween yet?"
"Finally!!"

Digress:
Spooky season
Bitch it's spooky season
I don't need a reason
Boo
Yea I'm going ghost 
Danny Phantom for the evening
Hocus pocus 
Imma put a spell on you 
I'll keep you breathing 
Salt lines 
Fault lines
My minds
Barely thinking

Thackery Binx
Cool cat with a speech 
Connected to the darkness in a way that nobody sees
Witches made me immortal 
But my revenge will decease 
I'm that creepy ass bus driver best get back in your seat (Bitch)

Naïve:
Best get back in your seat 
Or let's throw hands and see
Got a blonde dime witch bitch love candy and treats 
Please don't even go and try to tell me that It's safe out 
Mouth sewed shut cuz I only love hate now 
Everyone look but I don't care uh 
Girl got em shook cuz she look like Sarah 
Tell Me all she need is a minute up in the sheets 
Just to make me fall in love with how evil that she can be 
I don't think that I should go write home about this one 
Color in her hair and she say she want a split tongue
I don't think that I should go write home about this one 
Color in her hair and she say she want a split tongue
Please don't even go and try to tell me that It's safe out 
Mouth sewed shut cuz I only love hate now
Please don't even go and try to tell me that It's safe out 
Mouth sewed shut cuz I only love hate now

Digress:
Spooky season
Bitch it's spooky season
I don't need a reason
Boo
Yea I'm going ghost 
Danny Phantom for the evening
Hocus pocus 
Imma put a spell on you 
I'll keep you breathing 
Salt lines 
Fault lines
My minds
Barely thinking

Thackery Binx
Cool cat with a speech 
Connected to the darkness in a way that nobody sees
Witches made me immortal 
But my revenge will decease 
I'm that creepy ass bus driver best get back in your seat 
Bitch

Hocus Pocus

SPOTIFY

Digress x Naïve // Hocus Pocus 👻👻 (Prod. Rajaste)

Bro beat is life. Sometimes I like old songs and sometimes I like new stuff.🔊❤️‍🔥

🔊Some other stuff 🖤🔊

Yukiko