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Trap Metal PT.2

drown in sky drips but still feel sht

Songs with @errorinside

tech

Produced by @pekarot_161
Remixed & mastered by @horoshamusic
Logo by Dead & Detached

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Pressure! (Prod. Pekarot & Horosha)

Prod. @sorrow_bringer
😔🖤

Lyrics:
I fuck up everything in my life
Staring down at that knife
It made me wanna think twice
Made me wanna get blind 

Bad bitch in my eyes
Said she love me yeah right
Said she love me through lies
Blade all on me, cant cry

Blood on me
I cant see, i been bleeding
Yeah
I cant sleep, every night lose my feelings
Yeah
I dont know who i really am
I dont know if i really can


I try anyway
Down a dark path everyday

Fuck what they say
Everybody got smthn to say
Everybody got smthn that they crave
Everybody think they know the pain
I dont think ill ever be the same

I wont ever be enough no
U used to be the only one whoa
I feel it all getting numb slow
Everything i fuck it up
I always fuck it up oh

I fuck up everything in my life
Staring down at that knife
It made me wanna think twice
Made me wanna get blind 

Bad bitch in my eyes
Said she love me yeah right
Said she love me through lies
Blade all on me, cant cry

BLADE ALL ON ME CAN'T CRY (Prod. Sorrowbringer)

mixed by LXXIV @adam-vanscoyk
prod. ingram11 @ingram11mac

lyrics:

[citrate]
yuh pussy boy i don’t like you
i got no control over my actions it’s on sight you
a fucking bitch and all your homies do not like you
yuh pussy boy i do not like you

dream about your death every time i’m asleep aye
when i kill myself ima bring you with me aye x2

drop your addy you a pussy bet you won’t thats okay
i’ll drop mine instead i bet you won’t pull up that’s okay
i heard that your blood type is AB and i will donate
all your fucking organs to my contacts down in OK

always keep a blade on my waist run my fade
making you afraid you disgrace you betrayed
me just to get laid go embrace that you’re fake
i always get played like a game what a waste

i don’t wanna talk bruh i only want a fade
i just wanna feel your neck colliding with my blade
i don’t wanna talk bruh i only want a fade
never thought that i would end up going insane

yeah if you think i’m fucking kidding
mental hospital got tired of me self admitting
when i take my knife out of my pocket i start slitting
i hope that you fear your life cuz pussy i’m not kidding

yuh pussy boy i don’t like you
i got no control over my actions it’s on sight you
a fucking bitch and all your homies do not like you
yuh pussy boy i do not like you

dream about your death every time i’m asleep aye
when i kill myself ima bring you with me aye x2

drop your addy you a pussy bet you won’t thats okay
i’ll drop mine instead i bet you won’t pull up that’s okay
i heard that your blood type is AB and i will donate
all your fucking organs to my contacts down in OK

pussy [prod. ingram11]

Lyrics:
night time while we cruisin thru the skyline
issa fine line while im waiting for the right time
hit the byline you could read just how I write mine
get some fine wine, live it up, this is my life

you know I put in work yeah
been grind hard, afternoon, get that bank yeah
girls fly out, fall in love, what you think yeah
roll that tight babygirl do ya thang yeah
then I'm gone cause you know I wont stay yeah

I ain't ever really wonder if my guap gon stop
I ain't ever really wonder cause I got it on lock
How come everytime I come around you wanna give props
You a snake in a field so you boutta get the chop

now im gettin money while im in the stu
spend a couple racks on designer shoes
head is in the clouds now its what i do
know we comin loud ya we comin thru

microphone check one and two boy what is this
I'm spittin these bars like its nobody's business
they say I'm so ill that you could catch a illness
can even catch up cause I know you aint wit it

Fineline

fineline

Scum presents 'Scum Compilation Vol. 2', featuring 8 tracks by 8 beloved artists.

By donating 100% of the revenues Scum aims to support the Ukrainian Red Cross for their life saving activities. Since the start of the Russian invasion, over 4 Million people have received assistance from the UCRS. 

In collaboration with our dear friends from tapefactory this release comes with a limited edition of 50 cassette tapes. The full Release will be available on all Platforms on the 20th of August.

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Mastering by DJ DISRESPECT
Artwork by Claudia Martinelli

Breakdown Routines

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FALLING APART | Breakdown Routines

I wrote this song about my addiction to drugs which led to deep depression and suicidal thoughts. Creating my art helped me to get thru it. I'm now 7 months sober.

LYRICS

Verse 1

On the roof getting high
I got diesel in my veins
Thinkin’ bout suicide
There’s no Jesus in LA

But i still see him sometimes
Sittin’ on the Walk of Fame
Next to Jekkyl and Hyde
The voices saying…

BYE! BYE!
There’s no tomorrow
BYE! BYE!
Drowning my sorrows

Hook

Father forgive me 
I’m sorry for my sins
So tired of living 
Oh where do I begin?

The coke, the whiskey
I smoke ‘til I’m dizzy
I’m so fucking filthy
Forgive me for my sins

Verse 2

My phone’s bout to die
I only got 1 call
I almost slipped off the side
‘Til an angel broke my fall

Then we drove through the night
And we talked about it all
I thank God I survived
The voices saying…
BYE! BYE!
There’s no tomorrow
BYE! BYE!
Drowning my sorrows

BYE! BYE!
There’s no tomorrow
BYE! BYE!
Drowning my sorrows

Hook 2

Father forgive me 
I’m sorry for my sins
So tired of living 
Oh where do I begin?

The coke, the whiskey
I smoke ‘til I’m dizzy
I’m so fucking filthy
Forgive me for my sins

Guitar Solo

Hook 3

Father forgive me 
I’m sorry for my sins
But wait just kidding
Oh where do I begin?

The coke, the whiskey
I smoke ‘til I’m dizzy
I’m so fucking filthy
Forgive me for my sins

SINS!

SINS

[RO$ETTA]
this beat is getting me sleepy, so let me take a hit 
and let my mind drift off, deep up in the abyss
no more pain, for now i’m chilling but can’t maintain 
i bottle up my emotions to hide away the pain

i smoke a joint just to relax and help me calm down
but i’m still paranoid as shit and still anxious as
hell 
nothing is working no more, i’d rather kill myself
i put the gun to my head and that’s when the tears came out

but then i reconsider
take my hand off the trigger
what am i doing?
“yo zetta, you good?” “i’m never better” 
i’m on a broken road, yeah i gotta pay the toll
i’m just a lonely soul, waiting for my time to go 

i hit up MUDAH, i tell him to bring the buddha
i got so many problems to jot
i need a tutor, but yo
ain’t on no fake shit but i think i’m mentally depressed 
that’s why i need all these drugs but i’m strictly smoking sess 

[MUDAH]
my pain lives deep in my mind 
he’s bottled up all the time
writing rhymes like a slave 
for the mothafucking MUDAH mane
i get lost in the smoke
so roll one up 'fore i go
i cannot stay with you hoe i got ILL MINDED on the phone 
they said "mane, you down to roll?"
i said "you already know"
and so I head out the door and push that pedal to the floor

i do this shit for the team
count that money, get that cream
like a fiend for this shit 
this that shit you couldn't dream
i reached the top of the tower
same bitches call every hour
asking for kisses and flowers
but my heart been feeling sour 

i got my mind on the game
but never praying for fame
the more people know my name
the more pussies wanna hate
so stay the fuck out my lane, you pussy motherfuckers lame 
and I'm mentally deranged 
you better lock me away

you don't wan fuck with the MUDAH if I'm not high off the buddha 
this don't have to be a murder but I'm that ill minded shooter

[MILFORDDAGREAT]
and i’m supposed to be dead cuz i’m a WANTED $OUL
and just because you give good brain doesn’t make you ILL MINDED, hoe
been fucking with the fascination of suicide 
i don’t need a fucking ride or die, i’d rather have that nine by my side

and breathe in hella smoke, pull my cards then i toss my bones
bring me fame and fortune, rapping with the ILL MINDED SOLDIERS
greater than the heaven sent, that’s what the devil told us

now while i spit this simple flow for you simple minded hoes 
ima go and crush the herb up, put it in a bowl
then all my problems come caving down 
no one can save me now 
i knew it from the start how it’s supposed to play out

the only one home, lost up in the metronome 
all depressed, not fucking with the fam anymore
rolling up to kill the short term memory but now i sit back wondering where my life has gone

@rosettashawty666
@milforddagreat
@_joseph._.chavez_

ONLY FOR ILL MINDS

ONLY FOR ILL MINDS (PROD. RO$ETTA)

[ENVIOU$]
rollin up so many blunts
bitch I don’t know what to do
ridin with ZETTA and MUDAH
you know that we movin 
i got me my new crew 
bitch I keep my blade tucked
keep a strap we bout to shoot
yeah you know that’s how it is
and you know that’s what it do
i’ve been chokin, overdosing
hoping that I’m okay
thinkin the weed will ease the pain
but it never feels the same
mane I need a new escape 
but I guess I’ll spark a j
man I’m always feelin drained
this is just another day

[RO$ETTA]
take the buddha, roll it up
mothafucka light the blunt
and let it pass around
til our lungs get stuffed
cuz i need to get little bit faded
before i get paid 
it just lightens my spirits up so
when you see me around, about
all in your area, know that i’m never not high
just look in my eyes, are they low?
are they red? am i never not one with the sky?
you know, i’m stoned 
a couple of hoes and i’m making them blow O’s
you know, we smoke
so pull out the ink let me light up that indo
dro got me slurring
vision blurry cuz i’m off that ink
lay back in my bed 
it hit my head that w-e-e-d

[MUDAH]
smokin a blunt to relax 
and take the stress up of my mind 
MUDAH been going and going 
through all the emotions 
it’s time to take that flight 
roll up the blunt
light that shit up
and turn them motherfucking speakers up
ILL MINDED ready to blow
explode from all the fucking indo smoke 
so just for the night 
i leave that shit behind
and roll with ILL MINDED and vibe 
you know we slowly creeping with the 9 
ride through 505
you know we blowing smoke 
and getting high 
that’s ILL MINDED style 
roll up the joint
and set that bitch on fire
sending us straight to the sky

HIGH IN THA 505

HIGH IN THA 505 (PROD. RO$ETTA)

STREAM

KING OF THE HILL [PROD. YVXTH]

Rozz Dyliams & Misogi - Elsa

THE GAMES WE PLAY [PROD. 5:10]

LIL GEIST - DA HYPEMAN (Коштрец 天帝 remix)

LYRICS | Instead of talking to people bout problems i just write em
I feel the insanity hit as I load up the rifle 
Everything went uphill the day I put down the bido
put my life into my hands im free as fuck from the saliva (trap)

Bitch I can do what the fuck that I wanna and no one can stop me I got all the power, I Climb up the ranks like a muffuking ladder I cock back the pistol I fuck up his bladder, he say that he better it don’t even matter the bread in my pocket keep on with the rising I’m saying goodbye to this city when I get to popping, the fake is the reason I don’t give a fuck

If I do not know you then you outta luck
Swarm of them bullets yea you better duck
Nigga complaining cause he get no buck 
bashing his head by the weight of my trucks

I guess it’s bad blood between me and you
So Sorry little shorty but can you move - I’m trying to get to the cheesy blue
You in the way don’t got the time to be pleasing you - I guess it’s bad blood between me and you
So Sorry little shorty but can you move - I’m— doing so good at the moment RIGHT NOW 
If you at the spot and you tweaking you better pipe down 
I bout had to pop me a ratchet bitch with like 5 rounds 
Bouncing through his hood, drowning opps, nigga wipe out

(I know you pissed off... but let me know who the fuck you is my nigga)

Oh, hello I’m Pyrx it’s nice to meet ya
Mostly solo cause I don’t got time to wait for features 
Bitch I’m punked out can someone order a pizza
Tell her shut up and suck on this pickledy wickledy weener 
Ew I come and swipe through her pussy like ima visa card
Bitch I come through and wet up the whole boulevard 
And my flow be tighter than your daughters leotard
Member back in elementary jugging yugio cards 

Yuh I got a lot of bucks
bitch I’m snorting white stuff
Turned my bitch histrionic how I fucked her up
Bitch this blunt laced up
Ima bag chaser 
Put a hole in his brain wit a 38 uh

BAD BLOOD (PROD. 787 & SIXBOUND)

@errorsinside vox -
https://soundcloud.com/tekken_77/tekken-vocal-challenge-updated

did I win hehe

REVIVE [+ERROR SVI]

MESSYKID

kashimotu @kashimotu
TR3 @cursedones
SLXUGHTER @slxughter666

SPOTIFY & APPLE MUSIC

its hot as fuck in my room right now w/ Kashimotu & TR3 [Prod. SLXUGHTER]

Finals were a bitch mb boys. Phone is broken aswell hmu thru email :
(prod.lvst@gmail.com) or Discord : ( L V S T#4348 )

shitty mix on this tbh

OUT OF LINE *freestyle* (PROD. PRXFIT)

FT. - @depthstrida
PROD. - @kirawthesavior

<3 luv u guys

STREAM ON SPOTIFY

SMIRKING ft. DEPTH STRIDA (PROD. KIRAW)

Spotify Link : https://open.spotify.com/album/5llnceGVYgdJc6XROrV6sB?si=Ay_x-pnkR_evtDWtpJUpjA
prod. @lucyfxr
Cover. @MATHBAC

FROM THE JUMP(FEAT. ERROR SVI)

VITAMJN