sick sick and fcking sick 🤘🏿🖤🤘🏿🖤

This hits home hard. Its fuckin incredible bro. 

written & performed by fxckjamie and gashum
produced by fxckjamie
cover art by acruxgod


[FXCKJAMiE]
Fucked up in the back 
And I’m sipping on jack 
white bitch throw it back
And her ass real fat 

doing drugs til im blacked 
Snorting coke by the stack 
Then we buy it all back

never not smoking dope
Lungs blacker than coal
Still I already know 
Imma die slow aye aye
I’ma die slow

[GASHUM]
You fuckin with my faculty 
imma clap back so rapidly 
undoubtedly you bout to be bleeding out 
what a tragedy
i don't need no medicine 
eat u up like some venison 
my head again is
pounding and screaming my thoughts are setting in uh
FUCK
I NEED HELP
I CANT TALK TO NO ONE ELSE
FUCK A HOE
I DONT KNOW
IF ILL BE ALIVE TOMORROW

[FXCKJAMiE]
Fucked up in the back 
And I’m sipping on jack 
white bitch throw it back
And her ass real fat 

doing drugs til im blacked 
Snorting coke by the stack 
Then we buy it all back

never not smoking dope
Lungs blacker than coal
Still I already know 
Imma die slow aye aye
I’ma die slow

[GASHUM]
wait me and jamie steady fuckin up this beat
you know we on another level that you’ll never ever reach 
you’re a leech
tear you open w my teeth
you gon leak
get the fuck up off my dick and copy someone else’s things

(Oh my god)

leave me alone
downing the bottle im moving real slow
takin your hoe
fucking her slow
then one i’m all done i’ll be sending her home aye

[SLOWED OUTRO]

IN THE BACK (FEAT. GASHUM) [PROD. FXCKJAMiE]

Pure Misanthropy [prod. Netuh]

Produced by 6a6ayaga
Mix/Master by Xstitch 
Art by @dodstriket.hel on instagram 

Lyrics


Lil bitch I’m stacking bloody paper 
With my crew out causing mayhem 
I hit you shawtey in the dm 
Like my loud pack reaking 
Soul stealing 
Motherfucker 
I could blow for no reason 
Pull up with the choppa finna blow him to peices 
New burner I just ran it back on a big bag 
Keltech with the drum mag 
Make ‘em run fast 
Too bad 
Got a toe tag 
Where yo crew at 
Hold fast 
Tell ‘em hold fast 
Where the dough at
I got all these bitches playin money in the middle 
Want the gold you want the power better grip the fucking pistol 
You ain’t ever out of range the scoped ar it gonna hit em 
I supply the work you movin boy I’m making all the riches 
See your plug he flexing money but that money go to me 
I was nothing now I’m something I ain’t doin shit for free 
When I killed you little cousin had him beggin on his knees 
Yaga please don’t do it 
But I pop my shit with ease 
Bitch 
Who the fuck you think you talkin to 
Finna pop back 
Police coming hide it in my shoes 
The I run fast 
Blood stain all up on suit 
Don’t regret that 
And who the fuck you think you steppin to 
Gettin pushed back 
I’m talking hallow points so hit the deck 
You find me where yo mrs at 
Or find me posted with the set 
Popping at yo broadies head 
Never claimed I’m perfect 
I got demons from the past 
Suddenly your not so tough when I be smacking in that mag 
I can redefine my bottom with these empty bottles of jack 
New pack new bag know I’m Bouta run it back

Money In The Middle (prod. 6a6ayaga)

How Industrious.

Lyrics:
I just spent a bag on some bad things
Pop a little bit and now i feel like I am lapsing
I be going up while they Crashing
Hit me for the work and didn't realize I'm taxing

Scratch my skin it peels off me
Whisper in this state appealing
Speak softly
I feel great I feel cocky
Lot up on my plate I take my meals promptly

It's a little fucking difficult to operate a function
Throw them fucking hands then get to Swinging to concussion
Fucking losing it like you been trapped inside a dungeon
Body needing more but it jus suffer a reduction

Money on my mind I got his bitch just fucking eyeing me
Preach about my worth and fuck her raw I Call it irony
Swear to God my sense of reason seems to be just idling
556 gon flatten out his block like we be ironing

Walk out, bitch, my top is finna drop down
Territory filled with the stench of fucking blood now
You ain't part of the mix, your getting tossed out
And I been high as a bitch, I gotta come down

I make this shit look like it's easy
Its ok your man wants to be me
I can't see wit u underneath me
And I feel like you been all depleting

BAD THINGS [PROD DUMBCHILD]

ENJOY :)
https://www.instagram.com/hdpurely/
AMV: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NL_469hTwhE

(HDPURELY Verse)
It’s fuck my life when i wake up
My brain don’t care bout shit today
Darkness despair cloud my mind
Please someone take my soul away
Death is always on my mind
i hate myself kill soul decay
Death is always on my mind
I’m hanging watch my body sway

don’t fuck with nobody
I don’t fuck with yo vision
Im ending you life it’s a easy decision
I kill with precision lights off on yo vision
The dead has been risen
The people go missin
You envy my power you envy a god
Nuclear explosion destroying the mod

Chemical reaction the body decay
Weaken your soul and you turn into prey
Blacking yo vision you stuck in your grey the
Death is beside you the beam of the ray
Death is beside you ending today and
Ducking this pressure you running way

Nigga pussy on the internet when they be talking shit
Looking me in my eyes right in my face when you be talking shit
Getting Tongue tied when i pull up on you
You a dog a bitch
Mutli punch rain down upon body leave you in a pit
Swords is strapped on my waste they slicing  leave you in a ditch
I don’t give af about a life Is in my body rich
Devil got control deep in my eyes
i got a murder itch
Demon got control deep in my eyes
it’s time to murder bitch

Bloody rain bloody fall
Give me pain burn it all
Bloody rain bloody fall
Bring me pain burn it all

Burn burn burn
Burn it all away
Burn burn burn
Burn it all away
Burn burn burn
Burn em all away
Burn burn burn
Burn em all away

Transform the matter like alchemist
Ain’t no attacking this
Dodging the bullets extravagant
Got a bad bitch know I’m smashing it
Booty immaculate body so talented ughhh

Smashing like hulk im destroying the tank
Packing c4 we exploding the bank
Laying on money I’m smoking gelato
Naked bitch right next to me she a model
Vision is blurry we drinking a bottle
I’m Fucking her pussy her pussy a model
Slurp on my dick yeah she suck and she swallow
She suck off my head now I’m sleep in the hollow

Creep in the hollows i sleep through hollows
The police tryna catch me but I’m pushing the throttle
Creep in the hollows i sleep through hollows
The police tryna catch me but I’m pushing the throttle

FuckMyLife (Prod. Esthetic Gloom x Roosevelt)

LYRICS-



MILITXNT-

I need to cope
Lay In the water and watch as I float
Lay in the grave and come up as a ghost
Rotting in hell imma roast
Spitting up blood from my throat 
All of my hope is revoked imma sit in the dark all alone
I feel alone I have run out of hope 
Tying my neck on a rope 
Hanging me down on a pole 
Devil is taking a toll he’s lighting the fire like coal 
All of the angels will go up in smoke 
The deal we have made is a hoax 
I need to go 
Haunted by choices 
Keep hearing voices 
Actions bring habits I’m tryna avoid it 
Gray all around me the rain keep on pouring 
Filling my cup with a tear of importance 
I’m feeling pain 
Mask on my face got me feeling like bane 
The demons gonna dance in the rain 
Shake out these shackles and bust out these chains 
Come from the ground with a crown on my brain 
I feel insane 
I need to empty my head 
Put the beam to my skull make it red 
Leaking out brains on my bed 
All of the blood gonna spread 
I need some meds 
Put him in a bag hear a zip
Toss him in the back of the whip
Ready hear a blast from my blick
Knife to the vein on ya wrist make it drip
Running out of time kill him quick
Blade on my back 
Pick up the Mac add a Mag then attack 
Grind up his body and pack like a jack 
Cut off your head then I toss in a sack 



PROPHET-

Nail me to the cross 
Cuz I’m one of the gods 
god of the bloodshed 
kill for a cause 
Drag you to the woods
& your bound to get lost 
Leaving no evidence 
Case getting dropped 
Cock the Glock back
& Im letting it off 
Creep in the fog 
Cutting your throat 
when you get to the car 
See them in person 
They’re acting real hard 
Till I act up 
with the pistol 
and spark 
Choppa gets lit up like 
Candles in dark 
One in the head 
And put 2 in yo heart 
You talking hot 
And get shot on the spot 
Tighten the noose 
When I wrap round the knots 
Fuck all the feds 
Give a shit bout a cop 
Cut up the carcass 
And leave it to rot 
Serial killer 
My victims I stalk 
Follow you home 
When you go for a walk 
See me behind you 
Keep running don’t stop 
Leaking his brains 
& they outline in chalk 
Your time is ticking 
Always on the clock 
Call me the scarecrow 
always round crops 
Selling a bag 
I just re up’d the stock 
I hit the block 
With the crack in my socks 
Trap house is booming 
From cooking up rock 
Whipping the Pyrex 
Im stirring the pot 
Imma stay here 
Wether like it or not 
I’m taking everything 
Give what you got 
Stolen whips in this bitch
all of em hot 
Stole em straight
out of the parking lot
If it goes wrong 
I’m down to flock 
That’s what i do anyway 
to the opps

OMERTÀ- MILITXNT X PROPHET (prod.ARAGOTH)

The 2nd collaboration between SHUSH and Numb$kull following HORRID last year

MORBID

prod sloth + aragoth.die
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die

Lyrics

PROPHET:
I crawled out of hell
So I can resurrect
Gripping on yo throat 
And imma break that neck 
Stabbing up yo body 
And cut off yo head 
Carcass started rotting 
I can smell the stench 
I hate everybody
And I want revenge 
Demon out the darkness 
Feel malevolence 
762’s ripping through
a pussies vest
Imma leave a hole 
inside yo fucking chest 

Leave yo body wet up
You get fucking drenched 
Imma a fucking pro 
I’ll leave no evidence 
Im the anti christ 
I wasn’t heaven sent 
Inverted crucifix 
marking on my skin 
Mobbing with the goons 
we were born to sin 
hate the government 
And this president 
No one’s listening 
To our suffering 
They don’t give a shit 
About the residents 
Ay ay!

ATRXX:
Face off, running ‚till it hits no stutter 
Blood drips off my fucking hand, don’t cover 
Tick tick tick on your wrist my lover 
No ex, no next, no sex, no rubber

Hate hate hate they changed, can’t keep my hands off your face 
Pain pain pain pain pain, I wanna drown in your waist

Ten feet down make her whisper lies 
Fucked her dead wanna rip her thighs
Fine fine fine voices I cannot keep all those things to myself don’t cry

PROPHET X ATRXX - _MALEVOLANT_FINAL.WAV

Poundtown

hurt people (hurt people) [prod grdnr]

[Prod.ELE]
ig: bit.ly/38cKuIa
yt: bit.ly/2T9RKAr
ft. @biv
artwork: www.instagram.com/bezdna.ar/

https://open.spotify.com/track/2ZUeWeiLo9NbWW9njFA8M9?si=Fct7Lm0oS2KHr0Oz8miPPQ

[ELE]
pistol on my hip
no shit
i dont fuck with you
not a little bit
who do you want to mess with? 

pistol on my hip
no shit
i dont fuck with you
not a little bit
who do you want to mess with? 

what do you want from me
big blunts on my balcony 
i dont give a shit i destroy what i see
we all just want to be free 
move in the hood 
dont fuck with my crew
you fucking fool
imma fucking ghoul

[Biv]
I been real forward with the shit,
Tired of the same face, prayin on a bitch,
I don't wanna ice my wrist,
Making sure my fam right and feed my kids,
All bricks flipped,
On some real shit,
Actin like you new fit,
Blue print,
Stuck in roofless,
2 door coupe, but it's worthless,
Suffer for the time, but it's worth it,
Talkin like they workin,
I'm certain they certainly, gettin my purpose,
I can't help the persons,
Only disturbing,
The Peace inside my mind,
Been keeping me hurtin,

Import the portions, split it with the fortune,
Fuckas hang in porches,
Life just distorted,
Actin like importance,
Fuckas abortion,
You fuckas abortion

Thanks so much,
Bitch fucked my shit up,
I think we know who the problem is, yuh
Got what you want, bitch I hope it's enough,
Got what you want, bitch I hope it's enough,

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Show Yourself (ft.Biv)

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