Amazing shit man! Keep up the good work brotha!

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"Beezle" model by Skully Hellfire
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Kurt model by ABSRDST and Vermintz
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Lyrics:

Top line, top line
Top line, top line
Top line, top line

Top line, top line
Super slick in the synth, that’s the power slide,
Cutting rhythms with the scissors, that’s a suicide
Cuttin tracks with the wizards, going overdrive

Stop sign stop sign,

Super slick with the kit, that’s that astro glide,
Cutting rhythm with scissors, that’s a suicide
Cutting tracks with the wizards, going overdrive

One to the two to the three four five,
My man’s got a tail and hell of a bite,
My man’s got a gun and a bullet with your name,
My man’s got the best dick in the game

He got the contra bass
He got the power glide
He gimme stomach ache,
He’s gotta appetite

He’s got that fighter jet
He's got the pesticides,
He’s gonna rectify
You fuckin parasites

Top line, top line
Super slick in the synth, that’s the power slide,
Cutting rhythms with the scissors, that’s a suicide
Cuttin tracks with the wizards, going overdrive

Stop sign stop sign,

Super slick with the kit, that’s that astro glide,
Cutting rhythm with scissors, that’s a suicide
Cutting tracks with the wizards, going overdrive

Six to the Seven to the 8 9 10,
I’ll stick with the bros, I don’t need fake friends
The boy's real short but his thing’s real long,
Bad boy's gotta have his own theme song

He’s got the rocket ship,
it takes us anyplace
And if I give him lip
He shoves it my face

We got that fellowship,
That golden ratio,
Symphonic harmony
Figaro Figaro, Figaro

Top line, top line
Super slick in the synth, that’s the power slide,
Cutting rhythms with the scissors, that’s a suicide
Cuttin tracks with the wizards, going overdrive

Stop sign stop sign,

Super slick with the kit, that’s that astro glide,
Cutting rhythm with scissors, that’s a suicide
Cutting tracks with the wizards, going overdrive

1312 to the 666
We worship the devil and we like fat dicks
We talk to the moon, it’s a gateway to hell
We talked to the moon and it gave us a spell

We got the elder sign, 
The Necronomicon,
Give the Mi-Gos our brains,
What planet are we on?

We like to raise the dead,
Party with Wendigo
We are the devil boys,
But you already know

Top line, top line
Super slick in the synth, that’s the power slide,
Cutting rhythms with the scissors, that’s a suicide
Cuttin tracks with the wizards, going overdrive

Stop sign stop sign,

Super slick with the kit, that’s that astro glide,
Cutting rhythm with scissors, that’s a suicide
Cutting tracks with the wizards, going overdrive

Devil Boyz

Hello Goodbye

Pronounced: "poor kee jeggs-zist han-core" (meaning "For Whom I Still Exist").

Old WIP I found that I would love to end someday.
Lyrics are written (in French), but not recorded yet.
An English version will probably see the light of day too.

Pour Qui J'existe Encore (instrumental demo)

everything by okay yea

lyrics:
spending all this time w u, lookin like a fool
i failed all my classes then i dropped right out of school
they used to call me bright, now I’m feeling dull
ain’t no end in sight, now its getting critical!
they say its alright, when this life is very cruel
it ain’t very tight when ur not born w the jewels!
when the walls are white, and i’m asking to be free
are they still gonna tell me i need a degree?

so i drink to forget it
so i smoke to forget it
i ain’t asking if u get it
please don’t ask if i regret it 
x2

i keep saying i don’t need it
(im a fiend! fiend! fiend,
fiend! fiend! fiend!)
i keep saying i don’t need it
(green! green! green,
need that green! green! green!) 

i don’t think i got a shot 
i know what i should be but i’m not
brain rot got me feeling lost in the plot
i make big bops
but i lost my feelings
(i’m a blood clot!)

i might get shot tryna fight these demons
i’ve felt down all year, i’m starting to think it’s not the seasons
end up with a bullet like a deer in the woods
get skinned, gutted, and then hung up by the hooves
i know what i can be, but i ain’t
watch it slip away, image turning faint

so i drink to forget it
so i smoke to forget it
i ain’t asking if u get it
please don’t ask if i regret it 
x2

i keep saying i don’t need it
(im a fiend! fiend! fiend,
fiend! fiend! fiend!)
i keep saying i don’t need it
(green! green! green,
need that green! green! green!) 
x2

green! green! green!

Daddy

Remix of @dorianelectra for Andrew Huang's (@andrewismusic) 4 Producers series.

Watch the breakdown here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j4sx0VFbwHU

Art by Granite (https://twitter.com/granitemcgee)
Mastering and outro production by @theotter

Dorian Electra - Daddy Like (ABSRDST Flip)

Baby Shark

I'm not what I'm supposed to be
I should be in libraries 
But in boxes I reside

I'm not the greatest story told
We were boring then but now we're old 
But in boxes we survive

Resurrected history
Any story that you want to see 
With these boxes you can lie

	Stars above and marble throne
	The brightest guns and a shiny throne
	The empire survives 
	The empire survives

I'm read too well
And I change their minds 
I taught them all to lie 

They enforce my thoughts 
with art and cops it's beautiful but sucks
I taught them all to lie

	Stars above the plastic mines 
	The barren lands and broken spines 
	The empire survives
	The empire survives

		Ten million copies and a million trees
		Bragging no obscenities
		The empire survives
		The empire survives 

		Just please, empire die
		Why won't you please just die? 
		Please, please please die

The Empire Survives

A candle for you in tomorrow's march
Chanting your name on the triumph arch
They killed all our kind once when I was young
But now that we're older, we have grown strong

    So sharpen your axe
    It's the brightest day
    Where justice shall reign 
    And fairness is gained

So hollow your eyes let your heart go bright
And stalk in the day and fight all night
The glorious shine of the phoenix sky 
The chimes of the churches that join to say

    Sharpen your axe
    It's the brightest day 
    Where justice shall rain 
    And fairness is gained

    So sharpen your tongue
    It's a matter of time 
    They'll be writing new songs
    And you'll have to know rhymes 

The blood and the bombs are scarcely a price
We'll burn every building and melt all the ice 
The glorious burn of the city streets 
They will melt into nothing, it will not be neat 

I'll be slain at the cross like my kind before
My blood will run sour my sorrow will pour 
And the drinks toast to me will ring out to time
They will repeat my teachings and recite my rhymes

    Sharpen your mind 
    You'll have to move fast
    Cuz once you're awake 
    Then they'll erase your past

    Sharpen your wits
    For the worst shall come
    This won't be the last time 
    They go for your tongue

    SO sharpen your axe
    It's the brightest day
    Where justice shall reign 
    And fairness is gained

6 and 8

Virtue 0009

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