this that im in the twin towers, fuck Scooby Doo mom im gay Beat

kamatayan - sleep (prod.antisxcial/fonkyfake)

KAMATAYAN - mass insanity (prod.xxc)

all credit goes to the original creators.

FIJIX99 - Heavy Ammo [Fijix99]

iChabOd(PiNKtOwN vERR$iON)

lyrics:

(oxxie slaughter my guts)
i’m turning 17, i don’t even wanna be alive
i wanna slit my wrists, think it’d be better if i just died 
every single thing i do feels like i’m just wasting my life 
i got one more year remaining and it’s gonna end in suicide 
how you say you love me but then walk right out my life?
treat me like you care you and then you stab me in the fucking spine
chained and locked inside a cell i don’t even feel like i’m free 
i say that i’m fine but on the inside this is killing me 

one more year closer to death, that’s all i’m happy bout 
hope that this is my last year left, someone come take me out 
i rap about murder but i break down crying on the couch 
dare myself to pull the trigger with a gun inside my mouth
consuming the media makes awful thoughts inside my head 
punch me in my stomach beat my face until i’m coughing red 
all these years are passing by and i’m rotting away in bed 
what’s the point of counting down if i’m just gonna end up dead 

happy birthday to me, another year inside the cell
let’s slit our wrists and kill ourselves and fucking rot away in hell 
happy birthday to me, another year inside the cell
i didn’t die let’s celebrate let’s all act like we’re doing well 

i dont even recognize the person i see in the mirror
always looking over my shoulder because i live in fear 
go talk to a therapist in hopes that my mind will get clearer 
i don’t wanna i don’t wanna i don’t wanna be here 


i’m turning 17, i don’t even wanna be alive
i wanna slit my wrists, think it’d be better if i just died 
every single thing i do feels like i’m just wasting my life 
i got one more year remaining and it’s gonna end in suicide 
how you say you love me but then walk right out my life?
treat me like you care you and then you stab me in the fucking spine
chained and locked inside a cell i don’t even feel like i’m free 
i say that i’m fine but on the inside this is killing me

17 [PROD SMILEGOTH]

nameless

FREAK OUT
FT @c80-midnight
PROD (MVNSLAUGHTER)
ARTWORK BY ME
LYRICS -
Going to 
Motherfucking freak out
I don't like how you run your mouth
Getting fucking loud
Its all in my head
with this skin I shed
complicated feeling over what was said
I just wanna be in bed
So I do not know (yeah)
what the fuck to do (ay)
I just wanna scream off my head
C80-
Imma sit here and just scream just so I can fucking freak out
I will show you what i mean just looks at my wrists as they bleed out
Now imma knock his teeth out
There is no place for you to scream now
Your whole family tree I weed out
That's what they say will take you out
Locked in my basement hear you shout
Stabbed in your throat not breathin now
Get your blood drained like all throughout
Stop talking shit I'll punch your mouth
How many bodies I lost count
Got what I need to take you out
I know that I'll do it have no doubt
All your screams that's not allowed
Imma sit here and just freak out
Imma sit here and just freak out
Not afraid to fucking speak out
You got nothing on me right now
Me -
motherfucker im gonna freak out
I dont like how you run your mouth
Ima stomp you out
Im slowly beginning to doubt
blood below your mouth
I dont fucking care
Its a wasteland like fallout
smoking on that gas its that loud
my music might hurt your ears beware
I dont know I dont even care
burden on my misery everywhere
I dont wanna be hear
what you mean Im steering clear
motherfucker Im gonna freak out
I dont like how you run your mouth
Ima stomp you out

FREAK OUT FT C80-MIDNIGHT (MVNSLAUGHTER)

tRa$h RECyCLERR feat.YUNG VANTABLACK

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🎤 Lyrics: “Omertà Marble”

[Intro – Italian strings swell, sound of footsteps on marble, whispers in Sicilian]
I don’t talk.
I move...
Like statues that bleed.

[Verse 1 – slow, proud, full of menace]
Gold watch ticking in a courtroom lie
But my face stay carved in alibi
Suit pressed like a final vow
I raise my glass — they don’t ask how

Marble floors, I was raised in halls
Where silence echoes through bloody calls
My nonno taught me: “talk is cheap”
So I stack respect and bury deep

[Hook – heavy beat with ghostly choirs]
🕴️ Omertà marble — cold and clean
Every crack got blood unseen
🕴️ Loyalty’s law, and I never bend
Family over everything, till the end
🕴️ I don’t need clout, I built a throne
Silence... louder than a megaphone

[Verse 2 – sharper, more commanding]
Grappa breath, and a pistol grin
You die polite when you play to win
Whispers travel, but I don’t flinch
A nod replaces a full-inch clinch

I walk through fire with tailored pace
Leave no prints in a bloody case
I seen snakes dressed up in lace
But I got angels that guard my grace

[Bridge – mandolin riff under a gun click]
🎶 “If you know, you know.”
🎶 “If you speak… you owe.”

[Final Hook – choirs rise like ghosts in a cathedral]
🕴️ Omertà marble — oath engraved
I move like legends, grave to grave
🕴️ They talk in tweets, I deal in dust
My word’s my bond — I don’t need trust
🕴️ Pour the wine, count the sins
Then toast to silence… where it begins

Omertà Marble

Cursed Is The Call Of The Colony

nostalgia musics during this existential crisis

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