endless cum

Vibrations in the skull ⚛️

Tried to put all the songs in order, then I gave up. (𖦹‎.𖦹‎)

Odd Music

ZPHINKTER BANGERS

lovely car

ROCKET

сибиреязвенный мигрант

ZPHINKTERR (greatest shit since 2007)

lyrics:

i can’t any longer see
i wonder what is wrong with me
hatred welling up inside
i wish everyone would die 

why can I not, be free
try to escape from this hell
why God did you give me feet?
just to put me down on my knees 

human cannonball 
human cannonball
made to fly
made to die
human cannonball

why the fuck are you looking at me?
who the fuck decides what you see?
social media and TV
you can die while live on IG

piece of people no one cares
fuck your skin color no one cares
everybody hopes someone cares
if there’s a murder everyone stares

hurry up and pull out your phone 
so you can show someone at home 
killing people before they’re dead
electronics inside their head

human cannonball
human cannonball

aint nobody wanna make a change
they’ll talk bout it
never make a switch 

niggas wanna look like the
counter culture what they on 
but they still tryna get rich 

everybody got a price
on they head
somebody’s stealing rice
from the feds
and they gonna get diced

nice

people starving to death
for advice

bad advice
add vice

niggas starving to death
that have rights

put the pen to the paper
i write

we depend on the paper
i’m right

human cannonball 
wanna end it all
wanna service my purpose again

can a ball
destroy that wall 
i dont know but it sure is human

and it trying to fly
again
it is not scared to die
amen
it got shot out the sky

i can’t any longer see
i wonder what is wrong with me
hatred welling up inside
i wish everyone would die 

why can I not, be free
try to escape from this hell
why God did you give me feet?
just to put me down on my knees 

human cannonball 
human cannonball
made to fly
made to die
human cannonball

human cannonball

Everything is a Lot (Remastered)

Skeleton Appreciation Day In Vestal, New York (Bones) (Remastered)

lyrics: 

there’s no point, they have won
take our daughters and our sons
make more slaughter with our guns 
everyone is alive for to make mo funds

if you can hear this song
then something somewhere’s going wrong
then you might be alive meaning you’re not gone
then you might have decided to put it on

in the pad like a frog sitting on a pond
cuz there’s no point, they have won  
take our daughters and our sons
make more slaughter with our guns 
everyone is alive for to make mo funds

if you can hear this song
it’s cuz it’s 2021 
or they have not yet dropped the bombs
or maybe just not launched em all 

i'm smoking that impossible 
so i will not act volatile 
i know it’s not responsible 
but that is my response to bull shit

i feel unstoppable
under my shorts i have a full dick 
it is improbable 
that you would have the balls to pull it

if you were gripping the trigger
would you make like Adolf Hitler
or would you just sit on twitter
saying how you want to kill yourself

das that shit i'm sick of 
there aint shit to hit below yo belt
you a fucking quitter 
i hope your entire life is hell

why you sound so bitter darkie?
cuz when i'm close to giving up

and i'm considering shoving all i’ve done up my butt
i remember what my father told me when i-i was young
no one really gives a fuck about your life until it’s done

they have won

take our daughters and our sons
make more slaughter with our guns 
everyone is alive for to make mo funds

if you can hear this song
then something somewhere’s going wrong
then you might be alive meaning you’re not gone
then you might have decided to put it on

from the front to the back
pe-po somou mo-at
a cou puthaum a
a cou puthaum a-at

a cou puthaum a
i could put that on myself
boku namae wa
mister put yo ass up on a shelf

hai, dozo let’s begin
get yo ass inside the ring
in my dojo im the king
i will send yo ass to heaven 

if it mean i keep that belt
if it mean that i’m the champion
i will go through any thing 
the universe just doesn't give a 
fuck about the pain you’ve felt

the little voice tell me give up
a demon with two angel wings
he making everything tough 
cuz he don't wanna see me win

are you down with ending up
regretting wishes in the bin 
cuz you aint wanna try enough

i swear upon my everything that i will never give up
destroy what hell and heaven bring like i am lord shiva
strike fear into my enemies i make the demon shiver
i will turn the blood inside yo people’s veins into a river 

there’s no point, they have won

take our daughters and our sons

there’s no point, on your sword
so what the fuck do you got it for?
there’s no points, on your score
everyone is alive for to make more gore

if you can hear this song
then i have let you live this long
then i let you remain upright
you fucking coward stay and fight 
both of my fists put out your lights!

FIGHT! (PROD. BRAHMAN)

lyricism
----------------

[nigma part]

malgamation i play wit fire
hopin i die n i dont
fuck life, im that nigga
 dont give a fuck about anyone but my self
knock knock, brain is meltin
my heart is pounding
eating the rest of my soul
and i blare my music around life im banging the noise to my skull

MY MIND IS MUSH
I THINK TOO MUCH
I GET A RUSH
CANT GET ENOUGH

all of you niggas irrelevant, louder than life and i feel like an elephant
saying my lyrics repetitive dont give a fuck cuz i know that im trash
tweakin off anything sedative
calming my mind put myself in the element
negative thoughts for the helluvit
toss it in trash throw the rest in my music then

yo life is a joke, hoping to god that you choke, hoping to god that you croak
you living that clown life, whole gang a circus, i see the end of that rope
hoping you die young n overdose off everything that you smoke 
cuz i am a nigga you are that nigga thats at the end of my pole

[kavon]

freestyled his whole part

follow bro on the cloud

https://soundcloud.com/kavonkut

evilmaxxing ft. Kavon Kut |prod. Jam Haki

cfkkbn — Never Met Heart Attack

music and artwork by Tenchio (@TenTo10chio)

lyrics:

Build me up
Build me up
Just so we go down again
Bring me down
Tear me apart
I don't mind it
I don't mind it

Giving up
Fuck the dream
It's better than this make-believe
Happiness
In smaller things
I can find it
I can find it

I'm moving away from the life of a maker
A far away future that I'd rather ensure
Awaits me through my introspection
I have found the right direction

Move along
Move along
Does it feel like home at all?
I'm away
From this world
Restart our life
I've made my choice

Museum opens its doors
Center piece, fearful of its curator
He sees perfection
In no need of his brush
The sculpture trembles
Afraid of its touch


See, it hurts. These things around me, I held them close, so close they shattered. The pieces carved into my skin a message, thanked me for their freedom. In silence, in solitude, which I used to love, I now tremble, because now, in silence and solitude, I only find my true self.

So I'm moving away from the life of a maker
A far away future that I'd rather ensure
Awaits me through my introspection
I have found the right direction

Projector

MAKE EM STOP - W/ THA YNOE X S1NINJA (PROD. OGABI X QURAN X DJXXNAVI X MASONMANSON)

D00MSL4YER (PROD.XNDIG0)

(SWAGDISEASE // X2BLACKSTAR) WALKING WITH A GLOCK (PROD.XEKURO)

tHE UgLY bEaUtiFUL

CRy$taL EyE wEbCam

tOtaLJERKfaCE

PLAY DEAD ft. Po-Uta (Quiet Ver.)

buncha demos 
1.witch house v2 demo (featuring sample from DEVD)
2.black best buy demo
3.fuck your champion demo
4.yung vantaproof instrumental
5.vantablack hole v4 feat 24/7 nauseous
6.catastrphizer

yEIN$tOP RaDiO MiX VoL.1

[LYRICS]

(hook)
BLACK 800x

(verse)
NO CLIPPED-TO-LEVEL SOMETHING SMOKING SNATCHER WEEDS 
YOU COSPLAYED AS A BITCH AND NOW YOURE ACTUALLY 
SPEED RUNNIN DOWN YOUR HALLWAY NEVER CATCHING ME
TRUTH IS YOULL NEVER GET YOUR SPINE BACK 
WHATS THAT ? OH I GOTTA TRY THAT
MEET ME ON THE MOTHERFUCKIN TABLE LIKE IM RYBACK
WALKING THROUGH THE MOTHERFUCKIN MOVIE SECTION AT THE BUY BACKS 
BEAT GOTTA NIGGA FEELING JUST LIKE THE BEST BUY 
THE BEST GUY TETCH SYNC THE TEMPO TO YOUR CHEST DIE 
POSERS RIDING WAVES DEGENERATE THIS OUR DX HIGH 
ALL THE GREEN WE RADIATING HATE TO SAY IT BUT IM FADED
ON THE WII SVR ALL BLACK LIKE IM VACANT

bLacK bE$t bUy

puRRpLE 2012

Zphinkterr travels through the nostalgia portal to 2012

No$taLgia PoRtaL 2012

PLUNGED BENEATH THE SURFACE WHAT IS RIGHT AND WHAT GETS LEFT ALONE
I GET CALLS FROM GHOSTS ON MY 27 IMPLANTED PHONES
CYBERCHASE THESE WOES UP WITH SOME FEED IN MY DISFIGURED FACE
MISS THE RAGE THAT SHIT SHOUT OUT TO HOMIES WHO DONE WON THE RACE
AUGMENTATION TISSUE ALL MY PARTS MADE UP OF PLASTIC CASE
PISS STENCH SO STRONG THAT SHIT MIGHT HAVE AN AFTERTASTE
IT’S BEEN SO LONG EVERY ATOM OF ME BURNING WHITE
ALL DARK ROOM SHIT CIGARETTE SEEM LIKE THE ONLY LIGHT

ARE U THE ONLY YOU YOU SEE
MAN I SEE REFLECTION IN THE MIRROR SOMEONE I USED BE
MORE WILLINGLY THE SENSE OF SELF DEPRICATING DISMANTLED ME
TARANTULA I MIGHT EAT YO CHILDREN LIKE TARANTULA
BLOOD IN SAND FROM SAVAGES HOMIE I’M BARELY STANDIN UP
SCALP YO BODY 5 DAYS IN THE SUN U BARELY STAND IT HUH
I PUT VILE UP INSIDE THE STANZA N GO DAMAGE FUNDS

FUCK YO POCKET LINING GOIN BROKE FREE UP MY FUCKIN SOUL
GOODS ENGORGED N PURCHASES PILED IN JUST TO FILL THE HOLE
ALL THAT TIME AND EFFORT JUST TO REALIZE THAT YOU BEEN ALONE
MAN YOU FUCKED UP
FUCKED UP N YO LUCK UP
YOU AIN’T LEARN NO EMPATHY HOMIE U GOT SOME TOUGH LOVE
IT AIN’T ENOUGH BRUH NAW IT JUST AIN’T ENOUGH BRUH
I BEEN FEELING EMPTY SINCE TITTIES WAS JUST MY LUNCH BRUH


AND IT DON’T MATTER IN THE END IT SEEM
NOTHIN EVER MATTER JUST SHATTERED THERE AIN’T NO FRIENDS TO KEEP
SOMEONE MAY BETRAY YOU TO LAY UP ACT LIKE A BITCH IN HEAT 
MAGGOTS NEVER MATTER THEM MAGGOTS JUST PREY ON SUPPLE MEAT
EVERY GRAVE THEY LAID OUT TELL A STORY U DON’T FUCKIN HEAR
POUR A PUDDLE 40 REMORSELY N SHED NO FUCKIN TEARS
FEEL THAT FEELIN NEVER THE BETTER BETTER BURIED DOWN WITH YO FUCKIN FEARS

  AND IF I COULD JUST PULL THIS GLASS OUT OF MY SKIN TEAR
MAYBE YOU MIGHT SEE MY PAIN AN RECOGNIZE YOU BEEN THERE

I TAKE A HAMMER AND I SLAM IT ON A CORPSE HEAD
DO IT TILL IT’S STUMPED OUT I DUNNO THAT’S WHAT THE  CORPSE SAID
SQUEEZE THEY BODIES MAKE IT CRACKLE RIGA MORTIS SHIT 
PUT ME IN THE FIRE MELT MY SKIN OFF ON SOME MORBID SHIT
 THE HUMAN RACE IS JUS A FUCKIN DISEASE 
I RATHER DIE BEYOND MY MEANS THAN LIVE MY LIFE ON MY KNEES
VIRUS SPREAD OUT DRUGS MOVE IN AND OUT OF YO AREA
MY DADDY NOTHING SPECIAL I FEEL LIKE IMMA A CARRIER
MY MAMA TOLD ME GROW UP GET YO SHIT N GET THE FUCK OUT
HOMELESS IN THE GUTTER HOMIE MAYBE I JUST LUCKED OUT

Y DID GOD ABANDON US? [PROD. DJ SHMEE X LORDPRISON13]

TOILET TORTURE - (PROD. MASONMANSON)

FIRST SONG OFF OF SKUllDOG's GORE REELS

ENJOY

LYRICS:

[TVBBY]

20 killed in slaughter
Shot a dyke up and her daughter
That bitch really was a bother
I got devil horns like Gxner
hanging maggots up like Epstien
frying bitches up like dead meat
Yo gon get beat if you test me
Blow him dead like 2018

Slit his neck to drink his blood
Bury everyone in mud
drowning Homer Simp in bud
Dragging faces in my rug 
come around and shoot for fun
Left a carcass in the sun
Had em run like Forrest Gump
Ima make your head feel numb

It's the creepshow
it'll blow your mind
Like the pump in my hand
It blow away your eyes
It's the creepshow
it'll blow your mind
Like the pump in my hand
It blow away your eyes

[SKUllDOG]

Creepshow (many times)
  
Hold me down bitch
But I don't drown bitch
Two rounds in your face
Look like a clown bitch
Your blood will splatter
The chains won't matter
When the box awakes
The beast inside grows fatter
Hahahahaha
I knew you were up to something
Bedelia you bitch
I want my cake
I want my father's day cake

[FLUXX]

I’ll break your neck for stimulation
Sa-Sacrifice the soul
I’ll write to do not resuscitate on 
the chest you don’t deserve the life you live
The recreation
They don’t know shit about my ways
The nerve, the imitation
You beg for insight
Kay we get it bitch you’re suicidal
It’s better left unknown

Contagiousness of all your lies
(They’re coming back to bite)
You reek of human conjured sins
(You shouldn’t be alive)
Good riddance 
Rest in piss to all these bitches 
All decayed, rotten brains
No one to heed your cries
Fate, upon your bloody hands

Dirty souls your dirty souls are burdens to the rest of us
Feed your mind with nothing but the truth that your not one of us
While having pain run down your body from the butcher knife 
I’ll make wish you never stepped a foot inside the human race

No more living, your mind is switching
No peace in hell, your time is ticking
You hypocrites get no attention
Embarrassing lack of soul retention

You mindless fuckers don’t deserve the chances, to prove your worth 
Wasted consciousness you got them tossed
You are dead to us

WELCOME TO THE CREEPSHOW [t4bicore x SKUllDOG]

ALL ABOUT (prod. or.1ove)

24/7 CauStic

aNtihistamiNE ZOmbii (feat.F A D E)

CEEdum COmpLEX

yEiN$toP adVeRti$emENt 1

$tOOpiD

Chemical Overreaction/Compound Fracture by Will Wood and the Tapeworms, from Everything is a Lot.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uKYiUcHyGIA

Nettles on my saddle and a badge on my vest, better bet I’ll never settle and I never could rest. 
Till the sunrise dies and sets in the west, a rattlesnake bite and a bullet in my chest. 
I won’t stop to drop to draw a line in the sand, ‘cause I’ll be picked apart to pieces by coyotes, I’m a lizard in the hand of the medicine man who is the wizard of the land on wild peyote. 
Woah. 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I’m gaining traction. 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I’m taking action. 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, no more distractions. 
I’m done relaxing. I am a chemical reaction. 
Bienvenidos a la villa de arañas españas, where the sentimental value of the city around you is deleted obsolete and still completely will stun you, I’m tripping like a klutz and I’m rolling like thunder. 
I’m a snot nosed pothead playing with matches, a rotten spot of mold with my hands on a cactus. My mouth is dry and my eyes are red, I’m chewing on sand ‘cause the desert’s in my head. 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I’m gaining traction. 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I’m taking action. 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, no more distractions. 
I’m done relaxing. I am a chemical reaction. 
Wretch and pule this panoramic, stretched out view is fat with panic. 
Precognition lacks in hindsight, we caught the illness back before the twilight. 
I might be a saint worth steeples, I might be the brain of evil. 
Bad things happen to good people, good things happen to me.


Chemical Overeaction/Compound Fracture

Red Moon by Will Wood and the Tapeworms from Everything is a Lot. ©2015

Red, red moon. Keep on rising. 
The sunset soon indeed will bleed in my horizon. 
The crescent rests, tethered to the west. 
Waxing to the rhythm writhing in my chest. 
That crack between the watercolor sky and sea is the 
corner where you’re born in the mist. 
I might deride the tide, ‘cause I’m pulled as it pools about my feet. 
Towards your stolen light, while you’re holding my slight gravity. 

Well I walk the equator, chasing the light; little do I know it orbits close behind. 
I might remember or might assume, but I only turn around every once 
In a red, red moon. I only turn around every once in a red, red, moon. 

Red, red moon. When will your shadows break? 
Tell the truth; what’re you hiding behind that face? 
If matters in then I might space out, 
why can’t I take in what you’ve been putting out? 
Why do I reject while you endlessly reflect? 
While you’re projecting your perfection astounds 
Nighttime, please hide my eyes, so the man up there won’t watch me stare. 
Teach me to make moonshine, and we’ll get drunk on the spirit of the air. 

Well I walk the equator, chasing the light; little do I know it orbits close behind. 
I might remember or might assume, but I only turn around every once 
In a red, red moon. I only turn around every once in a red, red, moon. 

The constellations form infinite paisleys in the sky 
The condensation tumbles down and erases my sight 
And is it in the nightmare map of the cosmos up high? 
Or is it in the signs? Or stranger still, just in my eyes? 

Well I walk the equator, chasing the light; little do I know it orbits close behind. 
I might remember or might assume, but I only turn around every once 
In a red, red moon. I only turn around every once in a red, red, moon.

RED MOON

SELF-iSH

Dr. Sunshine is Dead (feat. Alex Nauth)

Dr. Sunshine Is Dead

Hand Me My Shovel, I'm Going In!

The Young Demigod Decides To Leave Home
Download: https://johnnascus.bandcamp.com/album/departure

Fuck your complex ways
I am simplistic
In a world with "big is better" type idiots
Tryna go and see the world for what it really is
You find Cthulu, turn into a madman
Trapped in my body
Can't make any movement
The claws grab my legs with a bloody iron grip
They pierce my skin and tear through my ligaments
Then proceed to drag me down to the deep abyss
Oh, you don't wanna take my soul
All the madness in my skull
Forever on overload
Sometimes it will lose control

I don't (x4)

I'm just tryna the ways to bloody take off
Then be reborn into the great old ones
You are enemy, go down to tartarus
Tormented, now you on the verge of chaos
Oh, you want the secrets of this dimension? 
C'mon take a look inside the necronomicon
Drag you to the mountains of madness at antarctica
Thou shall be a perfect sacrifice

I don't (x4)

Eldritch Sacrifice (Prod. LC2K)

To Exercise My Demons
DL: https://johnnascus.bandcamp.com/album/plague-cross

KILLING ALL THESE RAPPERS THEY SOME DART TAGS.
I FUCKING HEAD SMASH.
YOUR BODY ON THE CEMENT.
NO LONGER HUMAN.
YOU DO NOT KNOW ME.
GO HEAD, DISOWN ME.
DON'T NEED YOUR LOVING
DON'T NEED YOUR LOVING

Where the sanity in me (x4)
This is not me
The insanity in me (x4)
It's apart of me

1 2 3 4.
YOUR HEAD JUST BLOW.
RIGHT OFF YOUR BODY.
YOU CAN'T FUCKING GROW.
I DO NOT CARE.
I'LL TAKE YOUR LIFE.
CAUSE I DO NOT CARE BOUT MUHFUCKIN MINE.
I SAY DECAY
GO AHEAD
DON'T BREATHE
I SAY DECAY
GO AHEAD
DON'T BREATHE 
I SAY I NEED TO FEEL REAL PAIN
I SAY I NEED TO FEEL REAL PAIN
I SAY I NEED TO FEEL REAL PAIN

Where the sanity in me (x4)
This is not me
The insanity in me (x4)
It's apart of me

*SCREAM*
*AD-LIBS*
I SAY I NEED TO FEEL REAL PAIN

Where the sanity in me (x4)
This is not me
The insanity in me (x4)
It's apart of me

Reality Of Resentment (Prod. LC2K & JOHNNASCUS)

To Exercise My Demons
DL: https://johnnascus.bandcamp.com/album/plague-cross

*hums and says stuff*

I'm so sick 
I'm so sick and tired yes
I will cut the wire stress
I will cut the wir-
Do
Not Ignore
Fucking Me
I Will Rip
Out Your Spleen
Caught Off Guard
Never Looking
Life ain't easy as it seems
Do Not Ignore
Fucking Me
I Will Rip
Out Your Spleen
You underestimate my fucking being
You shall pay for false judging

Pay (×6)
now say your fucking grace

The Miniscule Kill

we are making a tape together <3

lyrics :  (jess)

i have found my way
i’m sick and tired of that place
so glad i’ll never have to see your face
you fucked me up
the never ending chase 

(fl.vco)

In the city at the pictures watch a film 

Thats the one who’s seeing figures yes it’s him 

Confused now 
There watching 

Somebody noticed that it’s haunting 

I️ go out 
it’s standing 

Run off think of nothing but landing 

Black eyes give the system to go back home I️ don’t wanna be alone now 
By side no one listened to what we told 
I️ don’t wanna be alone now

neverendingpiss w/ JESS (prod.imotapeproductions)

Music Video: https://youtu.be/fMS1hp8NsCA
On the night (repeated)
On the night
They all rise
Undead life
Monsters fly
Witches soar
In the sky
Skeletons break their spine
On the night (repeated)

This witching hour
End of my life
Witches cast spells
I have no eyes

Deconstructed Synthwave (Co Prod. Spencer Hewitt) [untitled_0000]] (MUSIC VID IN DESC.)

MALISTAIRE

YUH
AND WE DONT WAIT NO MORE 
IM ITCHIN FOR THE WAR
GUN BE BLASTING LIKE A ROCKET
RUN DOWN ON EM BREAK HIS LEGS JUST FOR HIS LOCKET
I GOT THE DESERT EAGLE TUCKED INSIDE THE SOCKET
WE BREAKIN LEGS AND SHOOTIN HEADS
DO IT FOR PROFIT 
YOU CANNOT RUN SHOOT OUT YOUR LEGS AND I AIN GONNA FUCKIN STOP IT 

DONT BE ASHAMED OF ANYTHING 
THIS BITCHES SELL FOR EVERYTHING
DONT BE ASHAMED OF ANYTHING 
THIS BITCHES SELL FOR EVERYTHING

GOTTA KEEP TWO I DONT KNOW WHY 
GOTTA KEEP TWO I DONT KNOW WHY 
GOTTA KEEP TWO I DONT KNOW WHY GOTTA KEEP TWO I DONT KNOW WHY

ONE PUNCH DEATH HURTS ONE PUNCH
STAY THE FUCK OVER THERE
ONE PUNCH THE DEATH HURTS 
ONE PUNCH STAY THE FUCK OVER THERE 

AND I WANT BEEF I DONT CARE 
WALK AROUND LIKE MALISTAIRE 
PUSSY BOY HE SENDIN SHOTS
HE TALKIN HOT FROM OVER THERE 

NOW THEY COPYING THE DRIP THE SWAG THE STEEZ 
AND THEY WANNA FUCK WITH ME 
COME IN MY VICINITY IM ADDICTED TO BREAKIN KNEES 
AND HOW YOU TALKIN DOWN ON ME BITCH I TAUGHT YOU THE BIRDS AND BEES

THAT MEAN IM YOUR DAD
SMOKIN YOU DOWN LIKE A MUFUCKIN FAG (BITCH FACTS)

AND IM WIT THE SPIDERS SO
GET BACK
AND SHE WANT ME TO MUFUCKIN
HIT THAT
IF I SPOT ME SOME BEEF THEN I
SPLIT THAT 
4 WAYS ANYBODY CAN 
GET THAT

PYROMANIAC I KEEP THE FIRE ON ME

WASSUP DONT TAKE YOU MUCH 
GET FUCKED UP
I SEE YOUR STANCE AND YOU AINT GOT NOTHIN TO YOU SO BUCK UP

ON THE INTERNET THEY ALL KNOW ME 
YOUR GRANDMA RIDIN ON MY DICK JUST LIKE A PONY
GOT NOTHIN BITCH YEAH YOU LONELY 
MIDDLE FINGA IN THE SKY SCREAMIN BLOW ME 
AND YOU CANT TALK TO ME LIKE WE ARE HOMIES 
CAUSE I KNOW WHAT YOU DOIN ON THE LOW SEE

MALISTAIRE (PROD. DLTZK)

FUCK PUNK

FUCK PUNK (feat. Le$hi)

music & artwork by Tenchio
mastered by KASHIWA Daisuke

Bandcamp: https://tenchio.bandcamp.com/album/crosshatching-holographs-of-a-cityscape-antiopus

Ache

lyrics:
DISCLAIMER: DO NOT KILL YOURSELF AND BLAME IT ON ME
THIS IS WHERE THE TAG WOULD GO IF THIS WAS A 
TRIPLESIXDELETE BEAT
SHOUTOUT MK

I CAN’T LIE
WHEN I SEE YOU ON THE INTERNET I WANT TO DIE
HOW DID GOD LET SOMETHING SO RETARDED COME ALIVE
FUCK THE WAY YOU MOVING LIKE A FRUIT FLY THAT WANT SOME PIE
GIVE IT ONE YEAR YOUR CAREER JUST WON’T SURVIVE

RUN THAT BACK
NIGGA 
RUN THAT BACK
CANT FRONT THAT PACK 
BITCH I WANT THAT BACK 
MEDITATE SO IM A 
ONE EYED FAG
BITCH YOU HAD YO SHOT
BITCH YOU HAD YO CHANCE 
GO DO THAT DANCE
GO DO PULL DOWN YO PANTS
MY DICK IN YO HANDS SO 
SUCK THAT SHIT

you gon have to go for longer i dont buss that quick
bitch touch that tip
my cock fucking up guts and busting ribs 

YES I WANT TO DIE
EVERY TIME I SEE YOU I FEEL TERRIBLE I WANT TO CRY 
I DON’T LIKE YOU RAPPERS YOU SO LAME WITH ALL THE CLOTHES YOU BUY 
I DON’T NEED TO BLOW DON’T NEED NO HOES DON’T NEED NO FORTY FIVE

YOU GON BE 45
STILL SUCKING DICK 
FOR SOME LOVE
FOR SOME CLICKS
FOR SOME BUD
WASSUP BITCH
WASSUP CUZ 

DON’T SAY SHIT 
YOU A FAKE NIGGA
THERE AINT NO CONVERSATION TO MAKE WITCHA

FUCKING 
WITH TOO MANY NIGGAS
I SHOULD DISS MYSELF OR SOMETHING

FUCK FROM AROUND ME YOU ARE CLOGGING UP THE PLUMBING

HATE FILL ME UP
ON MY SKULL IT GET TO DRUMMING

YEAH
(CHORUS)

HANGING MYSELF WITH MY PHONE CHARGER (PROD. MKULTRA)

The whole world is in chaos
Call upon you, sing your seance
I wanna see it all on fire
And time is a liar 

Separate and deconstruct the building blocks and 0’s and 1’s
The tikky tok is illusion
Breaking the simulation
Behind the veil the higher ones
Cybernetic arms and eyes
Matrioshka brain inside
Simulate a trillion lives

Whole world is in chaos
Call upon you, sing your seance
I wanna see it all on fire
And time is a liar

I will soon take the final breath
Being beat to death
By the ones who gave me life
I die at the age of five
Wake the fuck up
Your just a brain in a vat that’s inside a Dyson sphere
Sucking all the energy
From metallic organ beings
From the stars that are floating
In blackness of galaxies
Turn the universe into a quantum machine
Turn the universe into a quantum machine

The whole world is in chaos
Call upon you, sing your seance
I wanna see it all on fire
And time is a liar

What did you expect
Start chomping on his neck
The titan Kronos I’ll devour him next
From the feet to head
Make his soul a slave to mine
While he dissolves in my stomach acid
I will break his fucking mind
Make that time a bitch to me
Put that fucker on a leash
In every bloody realm that is existing

I’m so sick and tired of wasting time (repeated)
“Break the illusion of time”

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nostalgia musics during this existential crisis