Oymyakon is a rural locality in Oymyakonsky District of the Sakha Republic, Russia, located along the Indigirka River, 30 kilometers northwest of Tomtor on the Kolyma Highway. It is the coldest permanently inhabited settlement on Earth.
It’s worth noting that this song began as a prayer to Santa Muerte, in honor of my partner’s late mother, Merry. She was devoted to Santa Muerte and died as a result of complications with cancer this year.
Obviously, the song (d)evolved from there. But I think she would like it.
lyrics
Santísima muerte, dueña
De la oscuridad
Santísima muerte, dueña
De la oscuridad
Fast, tryna hit the gas
Back against the seat, now
Drop out like the beat the way
They say I have no class
Bad luck like the cats
Cross over your path
And, mamacita, I’m a
Tricky little treat, a little
Crass, yuh
Tires gettin slashed, yuh
I don’t let a motherfucker look at me
Lest there exists an invoice, that’s a
Pass, nuh
I’m not talking cash, huh
I’ma need the quid pro quo
Or it’s kid, go home, that’s
Fast, tryna hit the gas
Back against the seat, now
Drop out like the beat the way
They say I have no class
Bad luck like the cats
Cross over your path
And, mamacita, I’m a
Tricky little treat, a little
Crass, yuh
Tires gettin slashed, yuh
I don’t let a motherfucker look at me
Lest there exists an invoice, that’s a
Pass, nuh
I’m not talking cash, huh
I’ma need the quid pro quo
Or it’s kid, go home
That’s facts, bruh
Medusa is a "revenge pop" musician based in New York. They're pretty sure they subconsciously stole calling their music "___-pop" from their friend Zand, who coined "ugly-pop," but it's way too late in the game to undo it now.
The London-based, Argentinian-born artist's sophomore release signals a future of pop that’s thrilling, colorful, and multicultural. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 17, 2020