like a black devil 👿 with oni 👹 ink

I’ve been listening to this for years has definitely helped me cope with my depression I hope many can say the same beautiful song. I saw YouTube shut it down because of the lyrics I presume. The music isn’t the problem the problems we face are the real issues at hand. Everything doesn’t have to be taken literal it’s just expressing our feelings.

mixed by: @sastrp // cover art: @gvzzvh x @lunasith // background vox by: @sydcxx
official amv: [https://youtu.be/6AS5czp5JZI]

lyrics: [https://genius.com/Do-not-resurrect-necrotic-grip-lyrics]
back off 
i came to play with my hacksaw 
bash in your brain with my mask off 
yea try to pray for the last time 
lame and you mad but you hate cuz your cash wrong 
i don’t want love, i want matte glocks 
i’ll eat ya heart like it’s bath salts 
i'll leave his lung on the asphalt 
i’ll leave your tongue in a glass jar 
murder with a black SCAR 
he don’t wanna dump
what the fuck, is it that hard?
he don’t wanna buck
he respond with a sad bar 
nigga shoulda ducked but he run like a track star 
i came to play with my hacksaw 
i don’t want pain, i want matte glocks 
i’ll eat ya heart like it’s bath salts 
i leave his lung on the asphalt 

now i just be sippin sippin sippin slow on the blood i collect from you fuckers
and i could be vicious, witness never told of the souls that i left in my dungeon 
now cuz of my pigment i been predisposed 
to unload and attack in abundance 
but that’s just the shit they said, i go and murder cuz simply the fact that i love it 

but it’s back to the subject 
stacking bodies by the dozens 
whippin audis outta budget 
godly while i’m thumpin 
you would probly caught a couple 
grippin probly why im fucked and i don’t plan on stoppin 
she do molly while we fuckin 
creepin i might grab a snub i caught him out in public 
beam, he saw it fore it snuffed him 
he was talking like he tough and now he not so lucky

necrotic grip (prod. rose)

Mix and Master by Grim Salvo
Prod. Netuh

LYRICS:

I'm feeling fucked up
I do not trust her
I bring the thunder
Why do I suffer

Switchblade stomping on the feet
May day open up the coffin got the key
Always wheezing coughing bout to vomit
On the street
Pop a tab of acid now I'm stomping on the beat

Ima die slow
Feeling like a ripped throat
Walking on the rope
Let it go to the cold
Breathe slow with the flow
Walking to the hangman show
With the crowds in the rows
And the birds be the crows

You came to flip on the gang
I came with boots and a chain
I stomp em I'm looking at brains
Vampire tuck in my fang
Look at me level up watching me change

Ay, aye
We not the same
Pussy boy suffered his fate
King of the hate
Look at my energy never the same
Look at me change

All of my friends
They do not talk to me
Lets not pretend
This is the end
Eyes turning black
And my veins turning red

I'm out of dopamine
I got no soul in me
I got nobody to talk to me
Demons be calling me
I'm at the top of my levels
You sit with the devil don't talk to me ever
Bitch

I'm feeling fucked up
I do not trust her
I bring the thunder
Why do I suffer

I'm feeling fucked up
I do not trust her
I bring the thunder
Why do I suffer

I'm feeling fucked up
I do not trust her
I bring the thunder
Why do I suffer

I'm feeling fucked up
I do not trust her
I bring the thunder
Why do I suffer

Ignatia Amara (Prod. Netuh)

Big Melancholy x Faceless 1-7 X prod .kenny- Let It Bang

Halloween (ft. do not resurrect)

Ridin' with the Devil - CoaastGxd
Produced by @station666
Engineered, mixed and mastered by Mike stringer
Art by @haloblaack

www.instagram.com/coaastgxd/
www.youtube.com/channel/UCAdeJ_HxjHPhvdbEjAbr-Sw

Lyrics
I'm the one with the foresight,
Lucifer reborn on a cold night,
I'm the reason that you needa fuckin' hold tight,
"Are we even?"
Not until you give me your life.
(CAN YOU HEAR ME?)

Never gave a fuck about opinions of the flock,
When you die you will be nothing but some fodder in a box,
Be careful where you stepping boi,
I'll pull you down to hell,
Leave your soul forever lost,
Your body swallowed by the swell,
Fuck it, 
Oh well.

[Hook]
Take a step back,
Ya, I ride with the devil,
Boof packed,
Get high with the devil,
Slide thru with the devil,
Nah you can't step to my level.x2


I've been patiently waiting for Satan,
Been contemplating if I'm complacent creating the unattainable,
Maybe I'm broken,
No one can fix it,
I spoke but no one would listen,
So I sold my soul,
Now I control a hollow shell on a mission.
Never cooked no dope in the kitchen,
But I been thru hell I'ma earn it,
Flip a cross, then douse it and burn it,
But I always felt like a burden,
So I put the world on my shoulders,
Turned colder than a polar bear snorting on yola,
Hold up.

All that I'll ever be,
Venomous energy,
Suffering's all that's ahead of me,
All I see's enemies,
Friends that pretend to be real but they'll never be,
Nothing was meant for me,
Tragedy had to be wrapped in analogy,
Infamy calling me,
Leaving a mark before I'm losing all of me.


I don't wanna wait,
I don't wanna go thru all the pain.
I don't wanna live another day,
I don't wanna stay,
Someone come and take me far away,
Make me think that someday maybe I could be okay,
Every night I lie awake,
Replaying everything I say,
Trynna make sense of the bullshit I create,
Counting up mistakes like they was change,
I'm hopeless to the grave

Ridin' with the Devil

Watch on Trash Gang

Ridin' with the Devil [Prod. Station 666]

You Know who u r lol. Not even at full power ;)

MOBBS RADICAL- 2 RADICAL DISS(Prod.NiteTime)[HOLLOWGXD]

3 INCHES OF BLOOD

3 INCHES OF BLOOD [prod Sixthells]

Feat. @billsaberdotcom
Prod. BLEACH KIDD
Mixed - @okayrusty

:: LYRICS ::

Delusions are rollin around in my head
Tellin me that I’d rather be better off dead
So it’s off with my head cuz I’m done takin meds 
This whole life that I’ve lived I did it with no ends

A-LOW Bill $aber we come with the flavor 
Headlines in the news and front page of your papers
The only true saviors still left in the game 
It’s a race to top and we came in first place 

Woke up 
And I’m still fucked up 
Yeah I made a lot of money but i blew it all at once 
Yeah now I’m back on my grind 
What a time to be alive 
Nah wait I’m just kidding 
What a perfect time to die 

(Aye) I go crazy over here so don’t you bring it over here
I kill this shit to no avail 
I fix my brain my soul repair 
With these vixes on my tail 
I got they brains shiftin 
I aim different 
I grind I meet the world 
But I ain’t lane switchin I think different 
I tame bitches 
The same bitches ask if I could meet her 
I got me some bape and apes 
I got a two seater 
That’s your baby momma, n**
That’s my mamacita
She dream about me all the time and I can’t even see her 
All this time I flex (yuh) 
Bitch they know who next (yuh)
Flippin that money I’m flippin that money
Barry Bonds duplex 
Double Nike two checks 
You do a lot go do less 
I smoke a lot I’m too stressed 
In my O I do my best

Why she gotta look at my wrist like that 
How you think I know she take the dick like that 
Playin with her heart I gave that shit right back 
Gave that shit right back 
No hearts for the wicked 
Watch me flee 

From the scene 
So obscene 
She came home with me 
No apologies 
For the weak
You ain’t friends with me 
I’m tryna help myself and redirect my mental health 
Inside of a direction where I can find happiness and wealth 
Tryna help a tragedy 
That tragedy seems to be me slowly hoping that everything will go back to how it used to be 
I’m not gonna lie I’m scared to death to see what happens next 
Late on my rent
Got bills stacked up 
But still ain’t got no fucking checks 

Yeah my future still looking blank 
No more money inside the bank 
Put my hands over my face and sit alone inside the rain 
Can you feel my pain 
Cold blood running in my veins 
If this depression never ends I think I might lose my brain.

I'm GoD (ft. Bill $aber) [Music Visual in Description]

MVKO 

Man down,
Choppa clean you up like sham-wow
Hellhounds,
Hungry pits inside the dog pound
12 rounds,
Stand inside the ring get knocked out,
Big mouths,
Talkin all that shit you ain't bout

Smokin on that loud it shake the windows call it sonic boom,
Open up the pit we get to swingin watch us clear the room,
Dr doom blinded from the sunlight walkin out my tomb
Fuck you bitin motha fuckas leave you sweeped dont need a broom,
Lack of oxygen I dont breathe I dont need that,
Thinkin that you hard until we pull up change yo mindset
Im steady smokin pounds while you struggle for a dime bag,
Hollow point sent through your head for free dont need a price tag,
If lifes a game of chance I'll press my luck never gonna fold,
Eyes rolled back I saw my rest until the knife cuts through my bone,
I'm a soul of Roanoke meet my gaze and turn to stone,
Ghost with a cut throat watch the blood run down your walls,

X2
No russian I'm in the lobby wit a pump bitch,
All I needs one shot catch a body when that slug hits,
No I never heard of yuh its 1v1 on terminal, 
Intervention quick scope your fate is irreversible 

JMATTSON 

Breaking down some bud bitch we out the mud count it up 
Not too many motherfuckers that I’m down to trust loud as fuck 
When we walk in you can smell us looking flyer than propellers 
There ain’t shit that you could tell us little bitch 
Run it up run it up 
Most these rappers dumb as fuck
double h m you bitch we bout this shit we steady coming up 
What the fuck what the fuck 
Excellent we nothing but 
You gone pass the blunt or what 
These Haters we gon fuck em up hoe
All these motherfuckers on some weak you shit you got me fucked up if you think that I ain’t peep it how come all the sudden everyone a bunch of leaches ran off with my style I got more you can keep it bitch 
You know what the fuck it is
8 grams in the wood you be smoking on them twigs 
Never smoking mid got gelato in the spliff that’s your girl tell me why the fuck she all up on my dick

WITCHOUSE 40K

Fall back/
Suck a dick, lil pussy boy
You ain’t got a .40, takin selfies with a toy, hoe/
Nerf gun thug bro, I destroy his ego, I feast on yo kinfolk like they were a meal/
I just copped a deagle, my sight on yo hero/
I’m digging up graves and they calling me zero/
I look like a rot, boy you act like a beagle/
Your life is so fake like you working at regal/
Pullin up hit with an uzi, knockin em out like I’m selling him roofies/
I just got blood on my soobies/
Red bottom walking I’m walkin on rubies/
She saying use me, drape me in Louis, I ain’t a noobie suckin that dick/
Takin a groupie, making her boujee, now I got Lucy all on my dick/
Turning your ass into ash like a pyro, hollowtips fire breathing call em spyro/
Fuckin a bitch in the back, aye/
Fuckin a bitch for the bag, aye/
Hittin a lick and I’m calling it quites, and I’m cutting a brick that I stash in the whip/
Indica zip hit me up for the ick and I’m fuckin yo butch with my dick in her ribs/
Poppin out, bitch I walk it out while you on your couch/
Smoke em out, bitch I’m rolling pounds, only rolling loud/
Bulletproof, but they fall in down, feed em to the crowd/
Hellhounds running through your town, no ain’t no bodies found/
Blech

ZERO feat. JMattson & Witchouse 40k (Prod. Santos Santana)

PRODUCED/ENGINEERED/MIXED/MASTERED BY @TUMAGGZ

@hell_usa
@polarxxopposites
@mvkotsunami
@tumaggz
@gradeaentertainment

100 clout tokens if you guess who's who in the cover art

Hellhound Militia - CHILDREN OF THE CORN

PROD. SIXTHELLS

TAMASHI

BITCH IM SMOKIN’ DOPE TILL THE MOTHERFUCKER DIE ✕ RUN UP WITH A SUITE OF ARMOR LOOKING SUPER FLY ✕ BITCH I CALL THE FUCKING DEVIL ✕ ON MY LINE ✕ I AM ON A DIFFERENT LEVEL THEN YOU OTHER GUYS

GIVIN’ EM HELL ✕ GIVIN’ EM HELL ✕ BABY GIRL GIVING ME HELL ✕ I AM THE SON, THE REAPER ITSELF ✕ THE ONE THATS CASTING A SPELL (X2)

YOU BETTER RUN FOR YOUR LIFE !! ✕ RUNNIN’ RUNNIN’ OUT OF TIME ! ✕ KEEP THE SMOKE UP TILL I DIE !! ✕ CUZ LIFES A JOKE AROUND HERE ✕ EVERYBODY’S ON CRACK AND THEY DROWNIN’ ✕ ACTING LIKE A CLOWN YOU IS FRONTIN’ 

GET OUT MY FACE ✕ GET ON MY WAIST ✕ IM GONNA MISS MYSELF ✕ BEEN IN A PHASE ✕ HERE I CAN’T STAY ✕ I’M TRYNNA LEAVE THIS HELL ! (X2)

TAMASHI

SIXTHELLS x YTD - TAMASHI

@CoaastGxd - Dear God...
Produced by @apixxbeats
Engineered, mixed, and mastered by Eddy Vocals @ lyrics studio
Artwork arranged by Halo Blaack

Lyrics
Cauterized minds
Televised lies
Hell is online
Why try when the well has gone dry
Blunt when I ride
Pump at the side
Not satisfied til my life is a landslide
I been in the church pews one too many times
I was screaming at the sky
"You was supposed to be my guide"
Now it's 20 years later still awaiting your reply
I'm surprised that I'm still alive

Do you remember the days I would run around dazed
No smoke haze
Lost in the fog of my brain
Trying to understand why there was so much pain
(There was so much pain)
Couldn't make it make sense so I felt self-shame
What about the time I was 5 dialing 911 cause my mom might die
Watch her roll out the house in a gown
Paramedics had her strapped down
Sat down with my sister crying on the wet ground
My whole life I been a let down
Hoping I would get lost
Never get found
Never felt well-rounded
Never felt feet grounded
Keep to myself
Dumbfounded
Thought I could count on God but he kept bouncing
Turned all small mounds into big mountains
Now my demons got me surrounded
And I can't stop drowning

Cauterized minds
Televised lies
Hell is online
Why try when the well has gone dry
Blunt when I ride
Pump at the side
Not satisfied til my life is a landslide
I been in the church pews one too many times
I was screaming at the sky
"You was supposed to be my guide"
Now it's 20 years later still awaiting your reply
I'm surprised that I'm still alive

Where did you go
When my sister was running the blade on her wrist
Where did you go
When my Momma had all of this pain that I couldn't fix
Where did you go
When my homie felt so low he had to cease to exist
Where did you go
Cause it seems you were never really there at all

I'm down on my knees and I'm begging you please
Gimme something to believe
I'm in a bungalow burning up trees and I'm searching for echoes that never repeat
My life is in stasis
If God creates all the races
Then he must've made the racists
The pain, the heinous, and the faceless
The world is ablaze
And my god on hiatus
All hail almighty, the greatest (Yah)
Gave up my soul
Couldn't save this (Yah)
The world is ablaze
And my god on hiatus
All hail almighty, the greatest (Yah)
Gave up my soul
Couldn't save this (Yah)

Cauterized minds
Televised lies
Hell is online
Why try when the well has gone dry
Blunt when I ride
Pump at the side
Not satisfied til my life is a landslide
I been in the church pews one too many times
I was screaming at the sky
"You was supposed to be my guide"
Now it's 20 years later still awaiting your reply
I'm surprised that I'm still alive

I'm surprised that I'm still alive

COAASTGXD

Dear God...

COAASTGXD out now

Dear God... [prod. APiXx]

Eric Kxng - Devil City

get it all back when you wake up fazed,
sick of those days when you act insane no pay no play,
bitch I'm just broke not brave,
jump in the thick no save,
I got a go...
Don't look back on the road,
left that shit back home,
c'mon make me feel bold,
I got tricks of my own,
old dog with a new bone...
I could never pivot I'm in it to win it
punching past the limit so livid I'm living,
you could've really had it all,
now you ready to settle for really anything at all...
bitch better rep your set,
go ahead place your bets,
pump your chest,
better yet raise your fist,
make em all hear that shit,
say you ain't sick of it,
little boy you a man now picture it,
no innocence left just wickedness,
cold indifference,
mind so villainous,
leave no witnesses...
always keep it steady you the man now,
nothing left to do but throw them hands now...
If they want beef say fuck em
if the want smoke say fuck em
IF they wanna go say fuck em
if they talk shit say fuck em
always stay low stay ducking
if they play games say fuck em
if they drop names say fuck em
if they throw shade say fuck em
always stay cold stay strutting
If they want beef say fuck em

fuck em,
a'int nobody  tell me nothing,
fuck around and end up bluffing 
you a snake little bitch go ahead say something,
you should really know your place,
come face to face with the the hands of fate,
I'm a man bred from hate, 
already dead,
what do you think you could say?

yeah okay bitch,
I do not speak your language,
you cannot say my name bitch,
you and me we not the same bitch,

always keep it steady you the man now,
nothing left to do but throw them hands now

If they want beef say fuck em
if the want smoke say fuck em
IF they wanna go say fuck em
if they talk shit say fuck em
always stay low stay ducking
if they play games say fuck em
if they drop names say fuck em
if they throw shade say fuck em
always stay cold stay strutting
If they want beef say fuck em

If They Want Smoke (prod anywaywellbeats)

prod. MANUEL
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCT3-XIWcgc4NX1l_4lzyRaw

mix/master @spyce-sakryn
art by @whoskryo

lyrics

ion pay em no mind 
ion pay em no matter
cant hate on my grind
cant flame on my chatter

ima stand up guy
aint relayin what happened
yea my mouth too quiet 
where i stay i aint trappin

ima fucked up guy 
wit a whole lotta prollems
lotta whack bitches
now im sayin ion got em

lemme drink my drank
lemme smoke narcotics
lemme fuck my bitch
i aint rich but i got em

you aint spittin bars that you livin 
yeah i really been a felon for some fucked up aint kiddin
and the shit i got away with it would put me in a prison
im just better than you bitches, stop the hatin take a visit
to a psychopathic schizophrenic 
fuck around and get beheaded
thats what they expectin me to say because im white and rapping
if u hit me w them expectations im gon put yo life in fractions
split the scissors slice in back wit hammer torture fight the bastard
like yp capping what you really sayin is just hype imagined
i done had it, fed up wit the bread up bitch i gotta have it

smack bitches...wit the dirty pussy money act different 
mad pimpin when i fuckin pull up see yo stacks missin
mad women hiding cocainia in they fat prisms
scatt did it fuck around w scales n you get BLAPPP wit it
whack bidness what you been promotion ion spaz wit it
whack bitches what you tryna fuck just cause you rap wit it

tf you look like dressin all black just to rap to fuck a 2 dollar bitch
fuck outta here this my life

try to call me god try
kame hame ha kame hame ha

ion pay em no mind 
ion pay em no matter
cant hate on my grind
cant flame on my chatter

ima stand up guy
aint relayin what happened
yea my mouth too quiet 
where i stay i aint trappin

ima fucked up guy 
wit a whole lotta prollems
lotta whack bitches
now im sayin ion got em

lemme drink my drank
lemme smoke narcotics
lemme fuck my bitch
i aint rich but i got em

STAND UP GUY [prod. MANUEL]

SPIDERBLOOD (prod. Zyller x Acid) Dir. KING ZABB
H H M  747  T R A S H
(Music Video): https://youtu.be/ZNW6U31nDmI

Lyrics:
(Hook)
Addy in my conscious so you know I’m gonna pop out
Walking out the coffin I’m about to hold the block down
Pussy rapper talking, I’m about to bring the Glock, saying if you not a killer then your brother getting shot down
*Doo doo doo doo* Lil bitch you getting shot up
Pullup in the coup and I’m about to go and knock it’s top down
Talking like a rat, lil bitch you a cop, when I’m rolling down the block stay inside, it’s a lockdown/
x2
(Verse)
Yeah aye
I’m with the gang, pussy boy talking we taking your chain away/
I’m leaving bullets up inside your throat, if you hang with the ops imma fuck up your day/
Came with a pole on me, I keep his soul on me, give me the smoke all these artists are fake/
Hand on the scope and my eye on the stick if the gangs on the mask I ain’t catching a case/
Big 40k in this bitch shouting “free all my brothers”, got family up inside the cage/
747 I keep all my bandits around me, I only converse with the gang/
He want a feature then he better pay me, if he ain’t on time then that boy isn’t safe/
Ride with a blade on my strap, I ain’t playing o games, pussy boy get the fuck out my face/
I keep that thing out, knocking they tops and I’m shooting his teeth out/
Fuck up his day make his shawty a widow, I shoot out they window and making them spin out/
Open her mouth shawty want me to spit down it, dance on my dick she been pulling the blicks out/
She want a boy with some enemies, I’ve got some enemies, kill em I never get hit now/
Yuh aye
Fuck an imposter, he got that Glock but that boy ain’t no robber/
Dance with the devil I turn to a monster, I lay out the money and make em an offer/
Camo my body, my Glock in my starter/
Ash in my skull, leave my marks on my armor/
I want the smoke, I ain’t scared of no pussy rappers, I’ve been shooting at thugs that go harder/
Bitch where they at? If I’m on the block alone bitch you know I’m always watching my back/
I keep the strap on me, rag on my SKULLY, a gun on my ribs and I doubled the stack/
Click clack, knocking at your body, no cap/
Flip that, walking out the coffin no lack/
Sit back, imma pull the knife up out the pack, put it up inside his throat, he ain’t ever coming back/
(Hook)
Addy in my conscious so you know I’m gonna pop out
Walking out the coffin I’m about to hold the block down
Pussy rapper talking, I’m about to bring the Glock, saying if you not a killer then your brother getting shot down
*Doo doo doo doo* Lil bitch you getting shot up
Pullup in the coup and I’m about to go and knock it’s top down
Talking like a rat, lil bitch you a cop, when I’m rolling down the block stay inside, it’s a lockdown/
x2

SPIDERBLOOD (prod. Zyller & Acid) (Video in Desc.)

Yung Reaper the Sad Devil
#hopelessgang #trashgang #hopeless
@wethehopeless @haloblaack

Ridin' with the Devil [Prod. Station 666]

CoaastGxd

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