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Дата регистрации: 26 июня 2020 в 12:42
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Интересы: пристальное наблюдение за потолком в три часа ночи
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Tyler, The Creator Fish/Boppin Bitch
06:19
[Part 1: Fish]

[Verse 1]
Slip it in her drink, and in the blink of an eye
I can make a white girl look chink
Don't know what to think, 'cause last time I attempted this shit
The judge ordered me to see a shrink
Started with the link
Contended her to meet me at the local Odd Future Wolf Gang skating rink
We was uniquely in sync
Already fuckin' and we only met last week
We were both young, not yet antique
So her mindset was working for my technique
Tell her that I love her and by next week
You can hear her shriek from the gashes in her cheeks
No, I'm not a freak, I am meekly a creep
The neighbors by the creek says my house stinks
And it reeks on the sheet, girl
Streaks of red, even though all pussy is pink
Oblivion makes obvious seeks
Which make meats for my obvious feasts
Used to just blot up thoughts, plot, and rethink
Now I get daughters and tie 'em and clink
Got my dick harder than iron and zinc
Now they just rot up, arms caught in the sink
Where they get cut up to fit my physique
Critique my chic in this brand new mink, go

[Chorus: Syd & Tyler, The Creator]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, ohh (Fish!)
Oh, oh
Oh, ohh
(Yeah) Oh, oh (Wolf Gang)
(Wolf Haley) Oh, ohh (How you doin'?)
(All good?) Oh, oh (Cool)
(We cool?) Oh, ohh (I'm upset)

[Verse 2]
Bitches running 'round down, pussy take a trip
Make her strip, got my dick harder than the unzip
Tyler swiftly slips his dick inside of Taylor Swift's slit
Round trip in that pussy, here comes a ticket
Film clips popping on that Canon
Busting Ottoman cannons, on the pill
Is he real? Gaza stripping (In my living room)
Wolf Gang full moon, I'm assuming mushrooms (Mushrooms)
I'm a necrolampoon, not of Charles Mansoon
This fuck is ending soon because I'm ejaculating

[Chorus: Syd & Tyler, The Creator]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, ohh (Fish!)
Oh, oh
Oh, ohh
[Bridge: Frank Ocean & (Tyler, The Creator)]
(Frankie, Frankie)
Now I'd like to take this time of day
To thank the Mother Earth (Thank you Momma, thank you Momma, fish!)
Letting the sun shine down on the lake
While I fish your waters
Ooh, hide your daughters, hide your sisters
Hell, hide grandmama too (Grand, yeah)
'Cause the fisherman's raping everybody in the pool
He on the loose, yeah (Yeah)

[Outro]
Got to wash it down, all this gold is fuckin' bait
Wait 'til you see the semen swimming
Baby, please not half, the whole is great
Morals? Your body's near that coral reef
It was once upon a time you came home with me
Then the next chapter left you in my teeth
Fill your gills with goo
Going deeper than Pacific Ocean
This specific motion
Makes this hammerhead puke
Got to wear a wetsuit, can’t get seasick
I love when you're in fishnets, you want me to eat you
You’re fucking wet, fish

[Part 2: Boppin' Bitch]

[Chorus]
So I met this girl at the club
And I just wanted her to suck my dick
And that's 'cause
She a boppin' bitch, she a boppin' bitch, she a boppin' bitch, she a boppin' bitch
Now she's drunk and talkin' to me a lot
Until we go to another room
And that's 'cause
She a boppin' bitch, she a boppin' bitch, she a boppin' bitch, she a boppin'

[Verse 1]
This little slut whore sucks cock for a little more bucks
Than them other sluts fuck for, real easy
Cause I didn't even knock on the front door, sleazy
I used the welcome mat as a cum rag
And all the Wolves fucked too, yeah she’s a cum bag
Filled with a bunch of shit I purchased at a drug store
Four more Dora-looking sluts let me explore
Until my cock got sore and started growing cold sores

[Chorus]
Now she thinks that I like her
But all I really wanted was that mouth
And that's 'cause
She a boppin' bitch, she a boppin' bitch, she a boppin' bitch, she a boppin' bitch
Now she text messages me every day
And I don't ever hit that bitch back
And that's because
She a boppin' bitch, she a boppin' bitch (That's right), she's a boppin' bitch, she's a boppin'

[Verse 2]
This little hoodrat started jockin' at my jock strap
Until my uncircumcised penis finally unwrapped
Flapping up and down until the cack finally go splat
Now you gotta spat, spit it out until you do scat
Then you gotta sat and shit it out, bitch, fuck your feelings
You wasn’t feeling shit when you was down there kneeling
Now shut the fuck up you got another dick to deal with

[Interlude]
Now, now why can't we fuck with this bitch? (She's boppin')
Wait, tell him why we can’t fuck with this bitch, y'all? (That bitch she boppin')
What is she? She a BB, what does that stand for? (She boppin')
She, what do she be doin'? (She boppin')

[Chorus]
Now I'm at a fuckin' clinic
'Cause my dick is swollen and keeps itchin'
Nigga, I'ma kill this bitch (She's a boppin' bitch)
Bitch (She a boppin' bitch)
She a boppin' bitch

[Outro]
Where's my gun? (She boppin') I'ma kill this bitch
Why am I gon' kill this bitch?
To all my niggas out there listenin', that bitch (She's boppin')
And don't let her suck your dick or you'll get hurt
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Папапапаповодок папапаспас от папаводка
(Да.)
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(Ля-ля-ля-ля-ля, ля-ля-ля-ля-ля!)
Поскорее паподойди папойти по папапарам
(Да.)
02:46
I dreamt my voice was
High and crystalline
This new world
Every bit as desolate
I'll watch the birds
And place the sound of each of them

Water
Overflow
Out into the yard

I wash my face in the grass
Wake up sweat drenched again
There is a place but I only know this one
There is a shape at the edge of my mind
Moving slowly closer
Formless, unrealized
Formless and unrealized
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вова где кастомный выбор местоимений или хотя бы пункт 'любой' я считаю что меня ущемили
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настоящая легенда клубов конца нулевых и начала десятых, любимый трек твоего бати, мемный pr1kolba$$ и прекрасное аутро к dj-сету рустама рептилоида на ствол тв — ты меня забудь.

хз мне лень чёт дельное заливать слушайте это))
DJ Piligrim Ты Меня Забудь
04:29
[Куплет 1]
Думал: я на века, думал: я навсегда
Думал: я, мы с тобой неразлучные
Тут вот как бы не так, тут вот всё, да не так
Ты любви предпочла безналичные

[Припев]
Ты меня забудь, ты меня прости
Ты меня ночами тёмными не зови
Имя моё сотри
Уже я не твой — ты пойми
Ты меня забудь, ты меня прости
Ты меня ночами тёмными не зови
Имя моё сотри
Уже я не твой — ты пойми

[Куплет 2]
Ты меня не зови, ты меня не моли
Ты меня не ищи, меня больше нет
Я тебя не хочу, я тебя не люблю
Я к тебе не вернусь, тебя больше нет

[Припев]
Ты меня забудь, ты меня прости
Ты меня ночами тёмными не зови
Имя моё сотри
Уже я не твой — ты пойми
Ты меня забудь, ты меня прости
Ты меня ночами тёмными не зови
Имя моё сотри
Уже я не твой — ты пойми

[Постприпев]
Всё былое нам не вернуть
Я тебе желаю добрый путь
Ты меня прости, ты меня забудь
Лети
Всё былое нам не вернуть
Я тебе желаю добрый путь
Ты меня прости, ты меня забудь
Лети

[Бридж]
Тебя рядом нет
Тебя рядом нет

[Припев]
Ты меня забудь, ты меня прости
Ты меня ночами тёмными не зови
Имя моё сотри
Уже я не твой — ты пойми
Ты меня забудь, ты меня прости
Ты меня ночами тёмными не зови
Имя моё сотри
Уже я не твой — ты пойми

[Постприпев]
Всё былое нам не вернуть
Я тебе желаю добрый путь
Ты меня прости, ты меня забудь
Лети
Всё былое нам не вернуть
Я тебе желаю добрый путь
Ты меня прости, ты меня забудь
Лети

[Аутро]
Тебя рядом нет
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'5 релизов по 2 трека
Новый трек — новый стиль
Новые релизы каждые 2-3 недели'

в серии релизов scrapyard, quadeca совмещает (относительно) свежий материал с невошедшими в i didn't mean to haunt you (openvk.su/playlist156_40) треками, выходя за привычные рамки жанров и пробуя что-то новое.

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Quadeca A LA CARTE
03:02
[Intro: Quadeca]
My favorite poem was the one I read to you
From the teleprompter on the tongue of my shoe
My flashbacks are a touch more resolute
Declaring thumb wars in the pocket of my suit

[Chorus: Quadeca]
Take it, take it all down, take me all apart
You can have my tongue, just promise you'll take it à la carte
Take it all, just don't take it all to heart
Thank God we turned the lights off, thank God, uh
Take it, uh, take me all apart
You can have my tongue, just promise you'll take it à la carte
Takе it all, just don't take it all to heart
Thank God we turnеd the lights off, thank God, uh-uh

[Post-Chorus: Quadeca]
And what I never knew
I'd rather be inside my head than you
How many times? Well I couldn't count
'Cause it gets so deep and it goes so deep
I'm never pulling out

[Verse 1: Quadeca]
NYC, on a red eye free
'Cause they wanna take this and that
LLC, for the next LP and I'm never gonna give it back
Sleep-deprived on my return flight
Fixated 'bout my hold on you
I don't usually care for the doom in the air
But it's feeling kinda overdue

[Pre-Chorus: Quadeca]
My favorite poem's what I couldn't say to you
A joke that wasn't funny 'cause it's true
Flashbacks are a touch more resolute
So forgive me for the hesitant 'solute

[Chorus: Quadeca]
Take it, take it all down, take me all apart
You can have my tongue if you take it à la carte
Take it all, just don't take it all to heart
Thank God we turned the lights off, thank God, uh

[Post-Chorus: Quadeca]
And what I never knew
I'd rather be inside my head than you
How many times?
I couldn't count
'Cause it gets so deep, I go so deep
I'm never pulling out

[Verse 2: brakence]
Took you south
Guess I got my jaw agape, now I'm a cotton mouth
Why do I feel so unsafe? What am I worried 'bout?
Got sedated sipping 80 proof
Skip the winter season like it's pay-per-view
It ain't you, I'm just caught up in my own shit, licking wounds
I know it isn't state of the art, but the plate's à la carte
Would you like course two?
(I don't really think I'm perfect)
And what I never knew
(I don't really think I'm—, I don't really think I'm perfect)
Could— could I be inside my head with you?
Freaked out tryna fuck you right
I know you never grade looks, still feel like a five
But you said if we make love and I start to cry that
I can let it all out, shouldn't rationalize but God damn
Do I deserve that you can't hear me now?
It just gets so deep, and it goes so deep
Now that I'm peering down

[Outro: Quadeca]
My favorite poem was the one I read to you
On the tongue of my shoe
Flashbacks are a touch more resolute
So forgive me, so please forgive me, ahh
Take me all apart
You can have my tongue if you take it à la carte
Take it all, just don't take it all to heart
Quadeca DUSTCUTTER
02:44
[Chorus]
Close your eyes
Please don't leave me out in the cold, leave me out to dry
Please don’t leave me out in the middle of the night
Shake, shake, shaking to my core
I don't wanna see you anytime in the future, uh
Do shit just like we used to, uh
Walk through the light, watch my life
And all its minutiae, uh
Who had a clue?
Wasn't me, wasn’t you
Wasn't he, wasn't she
Wasn't them, wasn't true

[Post-Chorus]
Everybody knew
Everybody but you
Everybody knеw
Everybody but you
Everybody knew
Evеrybody but you
Everybody knew
Everybody but you

[Verse]
Who?
Who hid the veins and changed their hue?
Who compromised the perfect view?
You oxidized the perfect blue
Don't let it out, don't let it out
Don't say the words, don’t write them down
It gave you life and it stains your bed casings
Crumpled tissues on stacks of red pages


[Chorus]
Close, close your eyes
Please don’t leave me out in the cold, leave me out to dry
Please don't leave me out in the middle of the night
Shake, shake, shaking to my core
I don’t wanna see you anytime in the future, uh
Do shit just like we used to, uh
Walk through the light, watch my life
And all its minutiae, uh
Who had a clue?
Wasn't me, wasn't you
Wasn't he, wasn’t she
Wasn't them, wasn't true

[Outro]
Everybody knew
Everybody but you
Everybody knew
Everybody but you
Everybody knew
Everybody but you
Everybody knew
Everybody but you
Quadeca EASIER
03:25
[Chorus]
I want you 'cause you're easier than nothing, babe
I want you 'cause you're easier than nothing

[Verse 1]
Show me a vision of hell
You shouldn't go by yourself
But, oh my God
Maybe I'm not in love
It's just the thought of you
But sometimes it's not enough
Okay, it's hard to explain
Maybe I'm so in love
I followed the open arms
That buried me from above
And you said it would be okay, 'cause

[Chorus]
I want you when you're easier than nothing, babe (ah)
I want you when you're easier than nothing

[Verse 2]
Throw all your cents in the well
I couldn't counter your hell
But, oh my God
Totaled my car on the way
It's my fault I'm not over the thought of you
And for everything I gotta say
It's so hard to admit that I wanted you
I was busy being busy
I was busy doing everything in my strength not to acknowledge you
I miss being alone, the way I was alone
Before all the resentment had gotten through
Operate at my prettiest
I'm taking flights when I'm bored
Shoot my shot like an idiot
She don't know what my motive is
I said "I'm just here to listen to you, yeah that's really it"
But it's fine, I feel the same way
I'll deliver it to you the same day
And I took off just to say "Hey"
I think I want you 'cause you're easy

[Chorus]
I want you 'cause you're easier than nothing, babe
I want you 'cause you're easier than nothing
I want you 'cause you're easier than nothing, babe
I want you 'cause you're easier
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ого овк теперь не на пентиуме!!!
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меланхоличный экспериментальный фолк (привет crywank со их 'анти-фолком') проект музыканта из Нэшвилла Пола Кинцига. мелодично, камерно, сентиментально, с шумом кассет и треском винила — всё, что мы любим.

German Error Message — To Carry Alongside
German Error Message — After The Warmth
German Error Message — The Lifting
German Error Message — Haunts
German Error Message — Mend

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блять может паблик для всей этой хуйни открыть
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продолжаем тему инди артистов с двумя с половиной прослушиваниями в год: сентиментальный триптих одного из сайд-проектов слоукор музыканта Лиама МакКея (первая обложка), известного под псевдонимом 'sign crushes motorist'. главные темы альбомов — любовь, привязанность и всё, что с ними связано.

Take Care — Agony
Take Care — Reject
Take Care — Alive

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