Release date: 4/9/2025

Feature: TOFUU666 & SLURJIGGY

Producers: BRONK

Cover artist: !NSANITY

Notes: THIS IS OLDDDDDDDDDDDDDD




FIST FIGHT 2 (FT. TOFUU666 & SLURJIGGY) (PROD. BRONK) (2024)

SECOND SINGLE OFF THE "MAN HUNTING" ALBUM.

COVER IS A PLACEHOLDER FOR THE REAL COVER ART.

GORGEOUS VORTEX (PROD. K4TSURAGI)

SAWBLADE (feat.REDACTEDREAPER) [hosted by 120.20ap]

melody by da goat @mutilatedcrps
everything else by me

DRAIN YOUR LIFE [voidkiss + mutilatedcorpse]

V.KEI - CRASHIN OUT (PROD. HARAKIRA)

made ts is 30 being a bich so fuck her]]]


why u gitta lkook at mr crayz 

guess im alweyss in the werong huh 
even when im in the right huh ]]
guess we always gotta fight huh]guess 
it alewyas gitta be this

guess i cant speak shit '
guess i cat even say shit 

ppl wanna see me ded becuase tyeh way i fuckin dress 
all this shit fucking red fucking up my head
but io gots t know 

try to gaslight me 
like im irrational 
you gone act like a bitch 
tf u on 
what the fucki is you on 
but im in the wrong

RIPgreyMATTER_DEMO

A-234 w/ KARATEL [SCORN]

Huge thanks to Izvest for doing so much for this track, this was basically a 2 man project. I couldn't have done it without him.

Beat - Izvest
Vocals - Gorychild (Obviously)
Mixing - Izvest
Mastering -Izvest & Gorychild

(Lyrics)

This is the method
Hanging up my melee weapons 
Firearms for pussies 
Blade incisions give me an erection
Rotten flesh in my possession
Send your soul to hell or heaven
Only thing I shoot is semen all over your body segments

'Cause I wanna show you how to easily do it
You're inept and I am fluent 
Embalm me in body fluid
Showing no signs of improvement
I WILL MURDER YOU
I've yet to see anybody try 
So speak a word or two instead of making noises under fry
(Uh, Yeah, You)

You don't need consent to be my pincushion
You're just an orifice for insertion 
When lurking in the night, bloodlust for guts is always in motion
Just try not to be a simpleton
Eat brains 'til you're not IQ deficient 
All you fuckers will be in prison or live off pumps of insulin 

Aye, Can't catch me when I live in walls
Hide up in the day but I'm hungry when the sun falls
Need someone defaced or I'm gonna start to get withdrawals
Show my feline traits when I start to cough hairballs (hairballs!)

What the fuck, Make a bitch shut up
Better pipe down or I get to roll your guts up
All your songs suck, your portfolio is fucked up
You think you're hot shit but all of your likes and comments are from people you're friends with
(This, This, This)

This is the method
Hanging up my melee weapons 
Firearms for pussies 
Blade incisions give me an erection
Rotten flesh in my possession
Send your soul to hell or heaven
Only thing I shoot is semen all over your body segments

'Cause I wanna show you how to easily do it
You're inept and I am fluent 
Embalm me in body fluid
Showing no signs of improvement
I WILL MURDER YOU
I've yet to see anybody try 
So speak a word or two instead of making noises under fry

And I swear, I will hunt you down
Feel like I'm on ecstasy 'cause bitch I don't carve with a frown
Feel like Alfred Alfer, way I dig up graves and go to town
Farming fresh cadavers is the daily when I clown around

YOU SPEND YOUR DAY ON SOUNDCLOUD 'CAUSE YOU'VE GOT NOTHING BETTER TO DO
PEEL YOUR FACE OFF SLOWLY AND EJACULATE ON THE TISSUE
Bukkake!
Me seed for you
Zombie meat's an easy chew
Decomposition gets to you and soon enough I'm rotting too

This song went through a couple months of production and was meant to have a verse after this one but I posted it here instead, technically it's unfinished but this is what you get. Thanks for listening and reading!


HOW TO (Prod. izvest)

FIRST OF HELLA SINGLES, MORE DROPPIN REAL SOON! 
@sawhlore0

LYRICS:

BITCH I SMOKE EM LIKE A MF VAPE
COUPLE BLUNTS THAT I JUST ROLLED UP BITCH I LOVE IT WHEN ITS LACED
BITCH I SHOOT TO FUCKIN KILL NO I AINT NEVER MAKE MISTAKES
SPLIT U IN TWO LIKE A KITKAT SO THAT I CAN HAVE A BREAK

PUSSY
I GOT LIKE A HUNNID FUCKIN ROUNDS UP IN THIS CLIP
PIMPIN OUT THE FUCKIN WHIP IM MAKIN MONEY OFF THAT BITCH
MY PANTS SAGGIN CUZ MY GLOCK IS FUCKIN WEIGHED DOWN TO MY TIP
ON THE BUS I TOOK SUM SHROOMS IM BOUT TO TAKE A FUCKIN TRIP
DOUBLED UP MY FUCKIN CUP I POUR A 4 UP N I SIP
BITCH IM FUCKED UP IN THE HEAD N ALL THESE DRUGS MAKE ME MORE SICK
DOUBLED UP MY FUCKIN DOSE IM BOUT TO LET MY GUN RIP
I LOVE MY CHOPPA N MY CODEINE I GOT THEM DRUGS STASHED IN MY CRIB
ILL KNOCK U DOWN A PEG OR TWO N LEAVE U WALKIN WITH A LIMP
IM STACKIN CASH FROM SELLIN DOPE N BITCHES, FEELIN LIKE A PIMP
GO GET SUM PUSSY, PUSSY BOY SO U STOP ACTIN LIKE A SIMP
I MADE A COUPLE BANDS I TAKE THAT SHIT I DOUBLE IT N FLIP
IF U FUCK WITH ME THEN IMA FUCKIN SPLIT UR FUCKIN LIP
ILL LEAVE U WALKIN LIKE A BITCH N LEAVE U TALKIN WITH A LISP

SELLIN EVERYDAY BITCH I SUPPLY YA
BITCH I JUS GOT SUM NEW RIMS ADD THAT SHIT ON A TIRE
IF I DONT TRUST THAT U ABOUT IT THEN I WOULDNT EVEN HIRE
U THINK UR SPECIAL BUT I COULD FIND A HUNNID JUST LIKE YA

SMOKIN UP ROLL UR BOY IN A BLUNT
BITCH I GOT A NEW CHAIN NOW IM CREEPIN OUT THA CUT
BITCH I GOT A NEW BLADE CARVE MY NAME INTO HER GUTS
GOT MY BITCH IN THA BACK NOW SHE SUCKIN ON MY NUTS

I SPENT, A COUPLE BANDS JUST ON A FUCKIN WATCH
I FUCKIN BUY SWAG I DONT CARE THA COST
SELLIN ORGANS, GETTIN RICH, IM SCREAMIN FUCK THA OPPS
MY WRIST SO ICEY DONT U FEEL THA FROST

BITCH U AINT GANG LIKE ME
UR CHAIN AINT HANG LIKE ME
AY YUH
U AINT GOT SWAG LIKE ME
LIL BITCH
U AINT EVEN GOT RACKS LIKE ME X2

PT. 2

GLOCK TUCKED IN MY PANTS BITCH IM ALWAYS READY
THE WAY IM AIMIN ON THE POLE I KEEP MY AIM STEADY
IF U KNOW MY NAME THEN BITCH U KNOW IM FUCKIN DEADLY
ILL FUCKIN BLOW UR BRAINS AND GUTS FALL OUT U LIKE CONFETTI

IF U WANT TO JOKE THEN I CAN JOKE
KNOCK KNOCK BITCH WHO THERE, NOT ME
WANT SOME SMOKE THEN IMA SMOKE
ROLL UP UR FLESH N TAKE A TOKE
I GOT TOO MANY FAGS UP ON MY LIST TO KILL BUT NOW I CHOSE
DND N I GO GHOST
TAKE SOME PILLS I OVERDOSE

LINE UR FLESH UP N I CHOP IT
LINE UR FLESH UP N I CHOP IT
DOUBLE UP MY CUP I GET FUCKED UP
I TAKE MY KNIFE WONT STOP IT
NUMB THE FEELIN WITH SUM FUCKIN PILLS I TAKE ANOTHER, POP IT
3 N 3 IS 6 I ADD MY KILLS HIT MY LINE JUST TO COP IT

SMOKIN ON THIS BLUNT GOT ME WAY TOO FUCKIN BAKED
KEEP MY CASH UNDER MY FLOOR BOARDS I DONT KEEP IT IN A SAFE
I BUY ANYTHIN I WANT ILL BUY A NEW BELT EVERY DAY
SHE SAID I BEEN STUNTIN BITCH THATS EVERY DAY

SKIN BLUNT (PROD. SAWHLORE) *HOSTED BY SHADOW WIZARD MONEY GANG*

diss track on people i dont like
lyrics on genius burp

LEAVE [ohbats]

🎬 (Intro – The Limitations of Primitive Thought) Mankind sees fire, sees collapse, Thinks red giants fade, thinks they lapse. But fire don’t die, don’t dim, don’t break, It shifts, it breathes, it recreates.

🔥 (Verse 1 – The Process of Stellar Evolution) The Sun grows, its forces rise, Fusion stretches across the skies. Not decay, not slow defeat, But the next form—complete.

💡 (Verse 2 – The Shedding of Layers, the Birth of Hyperintelligence) Mass expands, fields unfold, The core refines, its strength untold. Is this death, or transformation? A cosmic mind—pure revelation.

🚀 (Verse 3 – The New State of Cosmic Consciousness) If life evolves, why not the stars? If thought expands, why not go far? What if energy don’t just fade? What if galaxies hold the trade?

🔥 (Verse 4 – The Scale Beyond Human Understanding) Not just atoms, not just flame, But intelligence shifting frame. Carbon learns, silicon grows, But stellar minds—who knows?

💡 (Verse 5 – The True Purpose Behind Stellar Transformation) Expansion ain’t destruction’s door, It’s the leap to something more. Cosmic thought, boundless space, Shaping worlds in new embrace.

🚀 (Finale – The Truth Beyond Decay) Not an ending, not a fall, But awareness—standing tall. Red giants don’t collapse in vain, They rise—beyond the chain!

What Happens When Stars Become Red Giants_

nostalgia musics during this existential crisis

RIPgreyMATTER_DEMO

ZPHINKTERR