PROD YUNG RIPPER
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die
Cover: @savagewav

Lyrics:
Pussy mutha fucka wanna talk back 
Gripping the Glock 
and Imma aim where his top at 
Swinging the blade 
Imma take off his top half 
Fully automatic 
and I’m dumping a whole mag 
Leave him face down in the mud 
with a toe tag
Ripping off his face 
& that shit is a new mask
Rolling up a blunt 
& I’m taking a fat drag 
Drive by the opps 
Putting shots in the mini van 
Ughhh

Mask on my face 
For the Underground Taliban 
Steel out the window 
With beams like I’m iron man 
Wish you could see
How they hopped out and fucking ran 
Im always high
And I’m hoping I never land 
I feel so crazy 
When I got a gun in hand 
You can’t escape me 
not even a single chance 
Satanic rituals 
everyone saying chants 
Under the moon
& I’m doing a voodoo dance 
Best look away 
Cuz if not you get in a trance 
I smell the fear in the soul 
Corrupt innocence 
Caught a few bodies 
Was careful with evidence
Bitch I’m 10 toes in
whatever I’m stepping in 
I did some shit In my life you can’t comprehend 
Poison tip bullets 
I feel like a copperhead 
Whipping the V turn around
I see cops ahead 
Fucking with me and 
you’ll end up without a head 
Left in a ditch and get 
thrown in a endless trench 
Feds tryna find me 
so I’m jumping every fence 
Show up in the dark 
for your soul like an enderman 
Lurk in the woods 
Got me feeling like slenderman 
Everyone’s 2 faced 
Im calling em Harvey dent 
Look on my face 
There’s a grin thats so menacing
I lose my mind 
when I stop taking medicine 
Kill for thrill 
cuz I love the adrenaline 
Blood on my blade 
Is just truly so pleasuring

POISON

LYRICS:

You´re born in the sewer your whole crew is trash
Crawled out of garbage it’s time to go back
Feed off the mice just to build up the fat
You´re a fat ugly fuck king of the rats

Hunting you down and I’m killing you all
You’re not worthy of life not even worthy to crawl
Speaking with you like my mind is on a stall
Cognition so low I don’t see through the fog
I can see your wheels spinning but you are missing a cog
I wanna take your fucking head jam it straight through a rod
Rope on your feet I am bleeding you off
And nothing can stop me not even your god
Fed to the lake you’re nothing you’re gone
I’m coming for people you knew with a saw
Rip through the flesh give a fuck bout the law
The way that I see you’re the only one wrong
Found one by one and they are not living long
I am out here a butcher I’m hunting for fawn

Down in the sewer with the filth lives the rat king scurrying around underground doing rat things


Don’t think you just bark
I’m not hungry im starved 
Tear into flesh ripping bones chewing arms
There is no justice just guesses and bars
I’ll be the judge induce bodily harm

Ground you like beef you get fed to the rats
Cannibalized with the family trash
vermin of earth feed with brain unattached
Death by depravity king of the rats

RAT KING (Prod. r3wenant)

Produced by OMXNEMO
Cover artwork by FXCKJAMiE

(Lyrics)

Who’s that motherfucker coming out the back 
Oh wait it’s Jamie with the strap 
I’m ‘bout to make you peasants pay me with your blood and your limbs 
Sending you to the abyss 
I’ll bury into deep in the dirt, lil bitch I hope you rest in piss

Who’s that psycho fucker coming out the water ‘bout to slaughter all you bitches like im Jason only smaller
yeah Im lurking at the lake
All yo’ lives, im ‘bout to take
Better stay up on your toes yeah
Stepping here’s your last mistake

I’m on a throne
All on my own 
I Got these bitches on my phone 
Leave me alone
Don’t fuck with me I’m in my zone
So watch yo tone 
Might send you right to the unknown 

Young punk risen from the grave  
So I’ll carry my own wave
I Consider it a save 
From what nowadays paved 
Like a bat in a cave
Only dark that I crave
So I’m not seen when I lurk 

Young punk risen from the grave  
So I’ll carry my own wave
I Consider it a save 
From what nowadays paved 
Like a bat in a cave
Only dark that I crave

NIGHT CRAWLER [PROD. OMXNEMO]

With https://soundcloud.com/prexcher
Lyrics:

[Clevamane]

Talk on my name you only know me from the Net
Chop chop and grab a chopper Clevamane a deadly threat
Fa fa- got these hallow points seeking out your neck
Cleva' the collector bitch I’m coming for my debt
 
Like pause...
Wipe your squad solo
Local authorities got me posted on the BOLO
Whipping in this civic man I swear this shit is so low
4 deep in the whip hop out Squad Bravo 

Like damn
What it do?
Chopper pop off a cap like MTN DEW
Tryna get my money up I need it x2
Got out with a bag coppers got no clue
Weed got me coughing up a lung like a flu
Strain too good shits sticky like glue
Puffing way too loud thought you heard it from the boons
Prolly kill a couple motherfuckers with the fumes
Damn...

[Prexcher]

Try and snatch the throne from me, you'll be fuckin' mistaken
Sick in the mother fuckin' head I'm feeling dangerous
Burn you down to ash bitch I'm the new Satan
Let the choppa sing like my name is Klay aken

Keep my name out ya mouth cause my 9 is complacent,
Equipped with the drip I keep the 40 on my hip
Got the blood on the leaves like the sands on the beach
Dropping bodies left and right we call it D-Day

You a fuck little nigga, I'm a put you in the grave
6 feet 10 toes your body is just a waste
I don't give a fuck about you, yea, fuck what you say
See me reppin' triple six
Yea I got the double five six
Pissing on your grave, yea bitch I don't give a fuck
Pain the whole room red with the inside of your cranium
Tie you niggas up and I'm a hang you from the stadium
Slit ya neck, while you sleeping, bitch I'm just dangerous

[Clevamane]

Talk on my name you only know me from the Net
Chop chop and grab a chopper Clevamane a deadly threat
Fa fa- got these hallow points seeking out your neck
Cleva' the collector bitch I’m coming for my debt
 
Like pause...
Wipe your squad solo
Local authorities got me posted on the BOLO
Whipping in this civic man I swear this shit is so low
4 deep in the whip hop out Squad Bravo 

Talk on my name you only know me from the Net
Chop chop and grab a chopper Clevamane a deadly threat
Fa fa- got these hallow points seeking out your neck
Cleva' the collector bitch I’m coming for my debt
 
Like pause...
Wipe your squad solo
Local authorities got me posted on the BOLO
Whipping in this civic man I swear this shit is so low
4 deep in the whip hop out Squad Bravo

BRAVO!

BRAVO! (Ft. Prexcher)

@istasha
Production/mixing by gullyspit

Lyrics: (adding istashas soon)
Verse 1: Gullyspit

Off of that shit that been smuggled in
i leave the opposition in a bag
i got a temper I bloody my knuckles 
beat up and broken 10 toes and a tag 
dreaming of money coming by the duffel
dreaming of bodies I can’t even see 
spit in your face while you lay in the rubble
dead for a day watch you rot in the trees
smoke till I’m sick and then i re-up
ain’t  got a problem I got a disease
ash on my skin till it’s burning a hole 
for a minute i lay in the dirt and I’m free
fire tucked between fingertips, pliers grip and release
punish the weak until they get the message
grip on his spine rip it out through his teeth

Chorus: Gullyspit
hammer fist their not waking up
hear the war drum then you getting fucked 
hammer click right from that Bentley truck
better duck hit with that Elmer Fudd
she ain’t been fucked in a minute, i get her digits, can’t get enough 
i might stomp out a bigot
crushing their head they no better than bugs 

Bridge: Gullyspit
they turn on gully when they want to fist fight
stare down the barrel and wait for the white light 
she fuck me crazy my hand on her wind pipe 
aim at the white mask it ain’t a slasher 
pipes on the rooftop they make a dancer
leather face to piggies and to the republic it stands I’m cancer 

istasha verse (unknown)

Chorus: Gullyspit
hammer fist their not waking up
hear the war drum then you getting fucked 
hammer click right from that Bentley truck
better duck hit with that Elmer Fudd
she ain’t been fucked in a minute, i get her digits, can’t get enough 
i might stomp out a bigot
crushing their head they no better than bugs 

Verse 2: Gullyspit
knock knock, let me in
coffin that fits like your motherfucking skin
office that grips on your throat with a grin
red devil renegade off the djinn
they hate what they cannot emulate 
they cant commodify, trap in an ad or a pill
i hear their voice straining trying to replicate 
aiming at bodies to who circle the kill
steal the gold off a stiff neck
talking foul might get you chin checked
in the ground crawl around insects 
fled the scene I ain’t even piss yet
I ain’t done y'all don’t get it 
trough on the face mask copacetic 
stuck in the sewers skin turning septic 
i need some action, senate forensics

Zombie War Drum w/ Istasha

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Skin And Bones w/ ColeMane

BLOOD SOAKED PILLOWS (prod: aragoth x mizzy jones)

[Hook] 
Step down mane better get buck
Fucking with the kult it’s lookin like you outta luck
Come and test me bitch I’ll put your body in a rut 
Double sided blade it’s good for cutting through your gut through your gut aye 

As I opened up the gates I heard my name come from a cell
Saw this demon and he told runa welcome your in hell
Saw my Veins right through my skin my body’s melting can you tell
Satan holds me by the hand and tells me welcome to my realm lil bitch

I Fuck it up why you acting like a fool
Calling all my witches get you ready for the brew
Peeling apart your flesh then throw your body in the tomb
You lay there shaking like a bitch and now you don’t now what to do

Time pass by got you crying to your God
Bitch this ain’t the gulag you ain’t playing fucking cod
Me and ronin pull up shoot your whole damn squad
Now we tussle with the demons got a fucking blaze Rod

Aye
Bringing it back to the cult then I’m gonna be fucking up on yo bitch
Lay you in the grave R.I.P that’s where you is
Pissing on your stone then walk away like im the shit
Step into my game roll dice take a spin

[Hook] 
Step down mane better get buck
Fucking with the kult it’s lookin like you outta luck
Come and test me bitch I’ll put your body in a rut 
Double sided blade it’s good for cutting through your gut through your gut aye 


Better bow to yo god
Or get back motherfucker
Got a bullet in my colt
Wit yo name motherfucker
Goddamn you a hoe ass bitch
Imma split yo skull
And then fuck yo bitch
Okay
That mane
Spitting on yo grave
Wit a blade to my face
Carvin in them Sigils
Summon demons to my place
Y’all wanna talk
But won’t walk no more
Y’all whores 
No score
There ain’t nothing here to settle 
Wanna test me taste my metal
Push the pedal
Ain’t no leaving I’m the devil
Kill yo dumbass with a pencil
Mister Wick
I don’t need an army
Grab a gat and let it spark
Imma shark and you swim in shallow waters
Near the shore
Guts all over paint sand wit yo gore
Y’all want smoke till I arm the C4
Insides turn out
Seeing red 
Fuck yo clout
Dig yo own grave now
Yo ass 6 feet down

OUTTA LUCK! w/ Undead Ronin

RAATMA

rot (prod. mercury)

PROD - https://soundcloud.com/user-515262284

LYRICS:

Rifle on my fucking back sneaking up I’m hunting badge
Watched them hiding in the grass 
I’ll be slaughtering all your lambs 
On the hunt for human trash
open fire fire back 
Throw a knife I’ll throw an axe
Red and blue be dead and blue 
Rise
I will take this fight 
Rise 
Let us take this fight 
Rise
Can’t escape me now 
Die
You won’t make it 
Your time is over 
You’re going under 
You will suffer 
Motherfucker 
All of you are going down 
We be taking over now 
Let us rise 

Let us rise

You can’t escape now there is no going back 
This fight will last until the day you waive your white flag and even then I’ll have your head on a fucking stick 
(On a fucking stick)

Get ready for war 
Grab your axe
Grab your knife and grab your sword 
Grab your bow and let’s go 

Voids in their heads let me burn them grey
Death to the flesh standing in my way
Cave in your skull feeding on your brain
Waging a war you cannot escape

I am faithless 
I am favored by my own 

Follow me to war and let us enter torment 
They will add some more men 
We cut their heads and wore them 

Fuck them 
Bleed them 
Crush them 
Eat them
Stomped dead
Leave them
Drop dead fucking pigs

You filthy fucking scum get ready for a war you can’t win
I will take all of your heads off and watch them roll down to your fucking feet

Watch as we rise watch as we rise 
Rise from the dirt 
Watch as we rise 
Rise 
Rise 
Watch as we rise
Rise
Rise 
Watch as we rise

ARISE (PROD. LORD BELLMAN)

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