808 overload. Every track crafted with malicious intent to abuse your serotonin. A horrific, nightmare-fueled display of charisma, poetry, and chaos. Consider this an early Christmas gift on Halloween.

$IGILS & 808s

ICE VORTEX

[Lyrics]
I’m catching cramps in my muscles cuz I be flexing too much
Gosta ignore all the haters cuz I be laughing too much
Wit all dis cash in pockets, man I be saggin too much
I had to pet my ferrari cuz she be growling too much
Said we get active too much
We dripped in fashion too much
You dripped in fashion too little
While I be swaggin too much
They had to revoke my license cuz I be smashing too much
Yo nose a hunned feet long, cuz you be cappin too much

Please make a modern Gallardo
I need that fucker tomorrow
Do me a solid, I promise that I won’t crash it too much

I stack my money to prove its taller than Kilimanjaro
It’s like my diamonds be naked cuz they be flashing too much

I got her eating the board 
She got her knees on the floor
Nigga the only thing going up
Is me and my doors
Better yet, me and the score
And all these fe’s turn to whores
You mad at me, what for?
Cuz I got the key to her door

And I put dat glock to your pores
You don’t wanna spark up a war
Cuz I’m bound to come for yo riches
Bet he found his bitch on the floor
I was all in ya bitch mouth like a beatbox
Washed out like a detox, she sore
Hammer down, hammer down, he like Thor
Left her ass in shock like Chidori

I’m catching cramps in my muscles cuz I be flexing too much
Gosta ignore all the haters cuz I be laughing too much
Wit all dis cash in pockets, man I be saggin too much
I had to pet my ferrari cuz she be growling too much

prod. bloodlinegenesis

2Much

ALADDIN (PROD. H!CKEY)

[Lyrics]

Get more pape than dictionary
Get more pape than library
I’m glorious, I’m legendary
Luxurious itinerary
Don’t @ me, he black mage
He cast for them rackies
This doll ain’t for bad days
It’s not my compadre 

Bend that, his back break
Westside, yeah dat way
Pull up to the bone shop, by the vampire cafe
Catch me by the causeway
Want gothic archways
And the whole world my voodoo doll, I’m pickin at it like all day

Like all day
And the whole world my voodoo doll, I’m pickin at it like all day

Like all day
And the whole world my voodoo doll, I’m pickin at it like all-

BARON
Baron, Baron, Baron, Baron, you too smooth wit it
She like what I say and I could never be too lewd wit it
Crazy how I met a bitch and she had more than 2 tiddies
I could skin a bitch cuz you could never be too nude wit it

Now they gettin tired of what I say, ian no rude nigga
Only gettin tired of what I say cuz it’s the truth nigga
Soaking in denial bc they know I got the proof nigga
If this yo cup of tea than nigga this my bowl of stew nigga

This
My bowl of gumbo
I
Walk in wit drumroll
He
Stay wit them cutthroats
We
Geeked when that blunt rolled
I 
Sit in the front row
Y’all
Don’t want that gunsmoke
Cut
Blades yeah we tuck those
Big
Prey yeah we hunt those

Get more pape than dictionary
Get more pape than library
I’m glorious, I’m legendary
Luxurious itinerary
Don’t @ me, he black mage
He cast for them rackies
This doll ain’t for bad days
It’s not my compadre 

Bend that, his back break
Westside, yeah dat way
Pull up to the bone shop, by the vampire cafe
Catch me by the causeway
Want gothic archways
And the whole world my voodoo doll, I’m pickin at it like all day

Pickin at it all day
I said I’m pickin at it all day
All day

Voodoo

Stealth (Freestyle)

FORESIGHT! [PROD. ME]

[Lyrics]
Curious, whatcha thirst be like
Clutch a purple cup, mix souls wit dis blood
Ain’t no dirty sprite
And as a vampire, always get the first bite
Yoppa sound similar to a dirt bike

When guns get to kickin shit, ain’t nobody innocent
Bruddas get to biffin shit, love my syndicate
Skudda, rippin shit
Shock a nigga, Infamous
And I love my 50 clip
Buddha on my drip n shit
And it’s a different day, different bitch
A different juug, hit different licks
Introduce to my russian weapon, and let you two get intimate

Everything red, but ion gangbang
True shirt, and the denim be the same thing
Fuck a yop, im the beast, so i fang slang
And i’m the typa beast,that ya can’t tame
Mention me ya done, im the grinch, kill ya fun
Do little bark, mostly munch
Choppa eat ya ass for lunch
Don’tcha end up in the trunk, ’Ssippi river where ya dumped
Pistol put cha in the blunt, let it rock like punk
They say he mysterious, i just take dis serious
Give a fuck how weird it gets, I’ll still bring up my peers wit this
I hate a broke annoying bitch who always talm 
bout “period”
Welcome to my experience, see you got dat cup like birria

And this is why i’m curious, whatcha thirst be like
Clutch a purple cup, mix souls wit dis blood
Ain’t no dirty sprite
And as a vampire, always get the first bite
Yoppa sound similar to a dirt bike

Everydays Halloween *ALL PLATFORMS*

[Lyrics]

Ears gone bleed, das nasty
So amped up, get blasted
Can’t breathe, bombastic, ballistic
That bass too OD
These sigils around me, attach them to me
Come drown in the low end and you will be free.

Whatchu thought i was done
808 Messiah, im the god of the drum
Call me mophead, got a mop for da gun
And shittin on my enemies alottsa fun
I’m flicking clitty in the city
Tryna suck milk out a bad bitch tiddies
Petite, itty bitty, a thotty, saditty
Nigga know how to work that pole like Ziddy

Too fly, eskimo jack’
I’m in the sky, texaco pack
You tryna die, never gon lack
Forever 5, betchu know that
This bitch a bisexual threat 
Bling in yo eye, retinal checks
She give me live genital checks
I got a lot of sigils on deck
And 808s

Welcome To 808s

Honestly don't know who produced this one.

$HAØ KAHN FT. $KUDDA

FUCKTHI$FUCKINGLIFE (PRØD. DRUG$LUTT)

GUALA VENTURES

MINGLE - Extended Version (Ft. SheHatesKodoku, Skudda Marik, & IKARISRAMPAGE) [Prod. Uhh.Donn]

[Lyrics]
Swag it ain’t no hobby, it’s a lifestyle 
Ion even speak, but if u pay me then i might smile
Bitch I need some- Bitch I need some neck like right now
And I mean the kind, where I- where I get to bite down bi-bite down
She still caught a nut to her eyebrow
Ima be the next nigga in the fuckin White House
But ima paint it red, paint it red, it’s the Bitehouse
Ima-Ima paint it red, paint it red, it’s the Bitehouse Bi-Bitehouse

Munch, bend ya head over, ima munch
(Ima munch)
Shang Tsung kill a rose with my touch
(wit my touch)
And you never know who’s watchin, better clutch
Mon-Money wit a side of orange crush for the lunch
Grab his arm and push down til it crunch
Ain’t fuckin wit the gunplay, nigga we could punch
Dare a nigga run up cuz I cannot be touched 
She ain’t have her mouth open but she still caught

She still caught a nut to her eyebrow
Ima be the next nigga in the fuckin White House
But ima paint it red, paint it red, it’s the Bitehouse
Ima-Ima paint it red, paint it red, it’s the Bitehouse Bitehou-

Still-still caught a nut to her eyebrow
Ima be the next nigga in the fuckin White House
But ima paint it red, paint it red, it’s the Bitehouse
Ima-Ima paint it red, paint it red, it’s the Bitehou- Bitehouse

Bitehouse

PIRANHA$ (PRØD. MILAN FULLBRINGER)

City Morgue - WARDOG

osirisofthewest + mophead + cyberstarr
ig: [@skvddamarik]
twitter: [@skvddamarik]

Bitehouse

Skudda Marik𓆗

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