trash cult vol. 1

Yokai Sama
I'm going one eighty and I'm smoking on the daily
Everytime I stomp the gas I'm thinking just maybe
All these voices in my head driving me fucking crazy
Whispering bad ideas in my ear like a lady

Imma set fire to your fucking crib
Have you watch the flames while I break your fucking rib
Push you down the stairs tell you to have a nice trip
Hope you keep talking all that shit give me a reason bitch

we a cult not a clique 
Dropping bodies like a hit
Your opinion doesn't mean shit
I'd rather drop your ass in a pit
When I run out of ink I'll slit my wrist
In my death note I'm about make a list
Riding out in night we always drift
Every night I'm high and my minds adrift

CA$H ALEE
serving up these clips 
swerving in uh whip 
sacrificial alter where we chopping off yo hip 
bullets make the body flip 
and we tearing off his limbs
i’m shadow in the monarch 
creeping in the dark 
put bullet in his heart 
in the streets up where he parked

eyes roll back 
and the spirits in my head 
pentagram scroll 
and a book dripping red 
moonlight hit the blade 
cut my name up in the stone 
chanting with the demons 
i ain’t never been alone 
crows in the sky 
feel the omen in the air 
hex on my tongue 
turn the prayer to uh dare 
smoke in my lungs 
while the witches cast a spell 
walk up thru the flames 
got a throne set in hell

MONARCH FEAT CA$H ALEE prod.yung zodiacc

lyrics
YOKAI SAMA:
i roll up with my demons
the streets turned me to a heathen 
these mothafuckas think I'm dreaming
but I'm in the trap house fucking scheming 
rather see none these mothafuckas breathing
do this shit for fun I don't need a fucking reason
pop out on the block like this shit open season
catch em in the alley i leave em broken and beaten
told that bitch to shut the fuck up I'm the one speaking
in the graveyard wearing black hoodies we're holding a meeting
i’ll Slit a mothafuckas throat soon as I hear anything about treason 
i’ll sacrifice a bitch in exchange for a blood thirsty demon

CA$H ALEE: 
all these motherfuckers hopping on our wave 
they don’t even own a gun or know how to aim 
yeah you talking but they chain you like a slave 
we gon raid and burning up a military base 
got my cult rolling up like a gang 
bitch i summon a ghost in the grave 
get every mothafucka with my blade 
bitch i already got the whole town afraid 
i’m stomping on his head til he bleeding 
middle finger to the police while im fleeing 
got a bag full of souls i been stealing 
got your bitch mixing drugs in kitchen now she
tweaking 
bullets fly and he dodging for cover 
pack hollow tip watch him fucking suffer 
man his music fucking trash he ain’t gonna be 
discovered 
oh his body hasn’t even been recovered?

YOKAI SAMA:
at this point I don't even give a fuck, we're way past getting even
with my cult I'll see to it that every motherfucker, Tonight's screaming
i raise my glass to celebrate every time I see a mothafucka die
there ain't no where left to hide Im taking off heads with a barrel and sight

CA$H ALEE:
ima smoke my blunt while waiting for the
world to burn 
i ain’t never got anything to earn 
just needing my soul return 
so i can sleep and never have to be disturbed

CURSED STREETS - (feat. YOKAI SAMA) (prod. ACARTHUS)

lyrics 

YOKAI SAMA: 
I pull to the spot
Bitch up on my cock
I didn't come to talk
All these mothafuckas in shock
Got the game up on fucking lock
Demons pulling up to the block
Till I'm at the fucking top
Tell these mothafuckas I'll never stop
Pull up with my gang, we're like a mob
We at the bank about to rob
Do this shit like it's our job
Before I leave set the fucking bomb

CA$H ALEE:
im not here pop bands 
smoking by the pounds we selling hella grams 
chilling w the brodie posted up in cult gang 
whipping up in the benz 
and your bitch up in my bed with her legs spread 
telling me she can’t get me out of her damn head 
pentagon circle summon up the dead 
see an opp he can eat this fucking lead 
bitch we outside kicking down the front door 
you wouldn’t think we human anymore 
ima pour another dirty four 
looking for nothing but gore 
i be smoking up in the grave yard
everyone trynna act like god 
i be toting up my pistols showing i’m armed 
looking at the eye on my palm

SEND U TO GODHAND (prod. Guardian)

lyrics 

CA$H ALEE:
shawty wanna spark and link 
bitch i’m so high i can’t even blink 
shaking up that ass yeah she thick 
smoking all that green made the room stink 

man today feels hella good 
me and yokai smoking up in the hood 
rolling up the swishers and the backwoods 
sitting in the back porch man i got uh bong underneath my foot 
cop uh pound of weed throw it in the trunk 
smoking blunts eyes red smelling like uh skunk
and i got your ex hitting me up for eighth again 
telling me she cant pay so instead she gave me brain 
toking up some mary jane 
smoking only top shelf strains 
watch this pink and purple cookies make you go insane 
i’m loving it when the thc hit my eye and brain 

YOKAI: 
eyes low and red
counting up the bread
I dont care, what they said
Imma get high instead
Cast away the demons, watch em spread
When I hit the weed i feel it in my brain 
Hitting in my head 
Can't get outta bed
Living Like dream smoking on that green
I aint stressing about a thing
I just pull up and I swing
All The hype imma Bring 
People gonna know me like a king
Got White widow in my Russian creams
I roll it and past it to the team
This high getting pretty extreme 
They can smell it through the stream
Im packing shatter with the leaf
How smoking lately call me chief keef
Every day I spark up like I'm snoop dawg
Getting so fucked up I cant tell im gone

EYES LOW (prod. WONDERLUST BEATS)

lyrics 

YOKAI SAMA:
With my cult I'll trap a mothafucka in a track
Stab em in the back, grab the mic and make a rack
Around the fires, we're chanting in all fucking black
We'll beat a mothafucka till the bones fucking Crack

CA$H ALEE:
i’m like in dungeon crawling up in this bitch 
until i see succubus sucking up on my dick 
pulling out the glock with em fucking sticks 
bitch we in parking lot flipping copping bricks 

YOKAI SAMA:
In the car we're flexing iron putting on fucking masks
After killing everyone in the blood I'll take a fucking bath
I exhale fire with every breath
Every word i speak means fucking death

CA$H ALEE:
sitting here with my top dog 
yokai gonna make you wanna pray to god 
with my knife we dominating any floor 
talking all that shit yeah we popping out that four door 
ima need another gore whore 

YOKAI SAMA: 
Take my gun, and put a bullet in his head
I'll shoot a mothafucka in his bed
Ill Paint the walls  fucking red
While I cut off his fucking head

CA$H ALEE:
he don’t want fucking smoke cuz they ain’t in the cult 
bitch we untouched with that anti trust 
sitting here smoking up 100 blunts 
while we  keep  metal fucking tucked

YOKAI SAMA:
ima summon up his soul from the dead 
Ima activate uh curse in the city watch it spread 
Pull up with my brotha cash in the club we're Mr put it on
With the demons We'll set the city ablaze till it's fucking dawn

cave crawlers (prod. yung zodiacc)

lyrics 

CA$H ALEE: 
bring you in the trash cult 
better keep banger clutched 
and razor fucking tucked in tongue 
stab yo ass up leaving holes up in ya lung 
i got bricks and guns up in the truck 
noose around your neck your getting hung 
i be cooking bodies up in the kitchen 
do wanna you believe in superstition?
all my demons are my submissions 
and we’ll put target on yo back if we start to get suspicious 

YOKAI SAMA:
I could never take a break
i Got bodies in the lake
All these mothafuckas fake
Quick to shoot a fucking snake
Take a razor and blade
Ill rearrange his fucking face
Think I'll never fucking change
I got demons in my brain
I wanna fucking crash a train
With my cult we let the shadows reign
From the shadow realm we're bringing fucking change
We're Not for the weak we're for the fucking strange

CA$H ALEE: 
put my barrel shotgun in the face of a devil
i’m already in state of higher fundamental level 
triple digits when i hit the gas pedal 
when i walk in they feel my aura and they start to tremble 
curses written in uh book 
blood trail leading to the woods 
bodies hanging on the trees by hook 
get the money head my way back to the hood 

YOKAI SAMA: 
With blades up in my coat I smile like a devil
Rip their heart from their chest, go up a couple levels
They aint ready for this heat,I'll melt fucking metal
Even when I'm soft I got poison in my fucking petals
Every time they call me crazy I clutch a blade
Ill Stab a motherfucker even if I aint getting paid
 Ill Grab a can of gasoline and burn away the pain
In the wraith out in traffic I'm switching fucking lanes

CA$H ALEE:
see the under glow on my car at night 
brass knuckles on my fist we looking for uh fight 
keep uh smith and wesson on my side 
government just wanna corrupt the all the human rights