tryhard v2

OFFICIAL VIDEO - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B9jecZChbBM


@trippylaphantom
@rickylagoon
prod. different money / sectionmafia

HAUNT CITY (prod. Different Money + SectionMafia) [music video in description]

HAUNTEDBOYZ present Haunted Spirit EP 
Cunning Spirit's first release of 2023. By releasing frustrations met through struggles of the pandemic to present day, Cunning Spirit explores a new sound with members of the HAUNTEDBOYZ collective.
Cover art: Eric Bishop/King Coffee
Mixing and mastering: Ricky Lagoon/Drownthefeds
Production: Lolipop

Haunted Spirit Feat. HAUNTEDGHXST

INSTAGRAM
@GOTHSHAKESPEARE
@HAUNTEDBOYZ

TRACKLIST

1. HAUNTED SPIRIT ft HAUNTEDGHXST (PROD LOLIPOP)
2. AOKIGAHARA ft SAGE4K (PROD LOLIPOP)
3. LXST SXPPXR ft TRIPPY LA PHANTOM (PROD LOLIPOP)

CUNNING SPIRIT - HAUNTED SPIRIT EP [RELOADED]

prod. DEXTAH
TRASH GANG visuals: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TQrAuVMCvxY
Shoutout my Nephilim family
WARHAMMER
Hellhound Militia to the grave
Nephilim till my soul rots

RED RUST feat. Warlord Colossus x 6th$ithLord

Prod. Mars Mission
Hosted by DarkTones Records
HHM x RVR3 in this bitch

BONEGRIP (feat. 83HADES) prod. Mars Mission

Witchouse 40k x MENMA - E/DAY

DELTARUNE [prod. Jackpot]

I AM THE ORACLE [prod. 5:10]

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

Shouts to 7XVN and Tumaggz for making this with me yall are big family
Pipe up 747

BARAKA [prod. 7XVN + TuMaggz]

HEADACHES [prod. VENXM]

Prod. tuMaggz

Lyrics:

Bitch I feel like Guts I’m bout to go berserk
Treating bitches sweetly but to niggas I’m a jerk 
Maggz the type of nigga that might pull up at your work 
Pull up at the wrong time bet you’ll get murked 
Snacking on your bitch that pussy tasting like desert 
Once I stick it in work it out and make her squirt 
Got that long wood bitches call me Vic Firth 
I ain’t spending racks on shit you can search my net worth

Smoking on this tree gon hit your face just like an airbag
Kush so strong got me feeling like I’m jet lagged
Made this shit for free don’t give a fuck about a price tag 
I’m in Hong Kong with the strap up in my duffel bag
I just booked a flight to Metairie to see my family 
But I’ll return like Gandalf 
Black Wizard up out the 503
Up all night reciting verses g 
With perfect symmetry 
Run circles on the beat 
This shit so fire you had to hit repeat 

I’m whipping hearses 
Pimping nurses 
Snatching purses 
Cursin fuck
Crushing verses 
They dispersing 
Kick drum hitting like a truck 
HHM we’re satan’s children we were sent to fuck shit up 
Once we lock you in our sights say your prayers you’re out of luck 

Bitch I feel like Guts I’m bout to go berserk
Treating bitches sweetly but to niggas I’m a jerk 
Maggz the type of nigga that might pull up at your work 
Pull up at the wrong time bet you’ll get murked 
Snacking on your bitch that pussy tasting like desert 
Once I stick it in work it out and make her squirt 
Got that long wood bitches call me Vic Firth 
I ain’t spending racks on shit you can search my net worth

GUT$ (feat. Witchouse 40k)

Produced by Klimonglue
MUSIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0zT9szXyDFw
Have you noticed that spiderwebs look like bullet holes?
747

TRIP ON A SPIDERWEB *VIDEO IN DESC*

Track 02
Produced by NetuH x Instinct <3
747
How do you think the world will end? I think rain.

Harpoon

Track 01
Produced by Neighbour
747
How do you think the world will end? I think rain.

40 Years of Rain

BAD STRAINS 001
Prod. Klimonglue
747
Lyrics:
Coming from the mud to a motherfucking garbage can
Choppa with a scope got me feelin like the taliban
Turn em to a ghost, like it’s motherfukin Pacman
Cuttin on some dope,  and smokin on some Pakistan/
Always got a mask, and I always leave your pockets broke
I ain’t ever ask, shawty always wanna top me though
I ain’t give her cash, if she want it imma block the hoe
I ain’t ever cap, hitchu wita blicka blocka smoke/
Blicka blocka knockin with the choppa on your coffin door
I ain’t kill em I just hit em up and left his collar broke
I ain’t finish, I just got the addy imma hollow you
I got your bitches number, I never finna call her tho/
From da gutter,
Now I’m movin like I’m undercover/
Jacket on my body, hidin everything that’s under
Yeh yeh
Shawty met me now she wanna be my lover, I ain’t love her but told that bish I’m down to go and fuck her/
take ya mother soul
Fitty in the clip it at your brudduh soul
..He ain’t really bout it broker his poker face he fuckin fold
Fuck em though
I ain’t need a hunnid need hunnid more
Vamanos, now I’m shippin in I got some money dough/
Fuck a hoe, imma fly my shawty in from in from mexico
Hella dope, only smokin gasoline like Texaco
Medical, Imma turn a rapper to a vegetable
I’m never eatin bullets, only faygo mixed with hella smoke/
Pullin right up and I’m puttin hunnid round drum it gon plug up yo whip
Pullin right up and I’m putting a hunnid round glizzy it shootin and fuck up yo fit
Bullet gon hit em, I swear I ain’t miss em, or missin my mark, it gon hollow yo ribs
I got a hunnid on me, and the glizzy on me, and i buying the mourgue like a witch
Lil bitch/
(Haha she ain’t a 10 but I swear that she fuckable)

ZIKA! (Prod. Klimonglue)

BAD STRAINS 002
prod. Klimonglue
747

Lyrics:
40k got nobody,
..I ain’t really want no shorty
Only bring twins in the shawty
When I pullup to the party/
If he talkin slick, get bodied
I ain’t with the shits for a hobby
Live my life like the army/
Spiderweb scars crawlin on me
Spiderweb scope on da glocky
Poppin off atcho posse/
Trash gang vest on my body
Put a hunnid hollows in yo artery
We gettin realll/
...Pullup on a pussy block,
Lemme get da Glock
Witchy make the fuckin block hot,
We poppin off
I ain’t fuckin with the ops
Only juggernauts
Shawty wanna gimme top
And so I break her off/
Aye
He wanted smoke got a sedative
aye
I’m packing bong fulls of sediment
aye
I keep a beam on the regiment
Shoot atcho posse im leavin no evidence aye
Aye aye
...Ain’t wearin vetements...
...Only trash on da mask causin exodus...
....cut my ties from the past like my ex and shit...
...I got money now I like to flex a bit.../
Get the fuck out my face bitch you toxic
I got Jesse in da whip we in da cockpit
Fitty drum up in da bottom of da Glock clip
Put some cops up in a coffin, livin lawless
Ah shit
Now we on da hotlist/
..bitch
Yeh you shoulda stayed in college
Rearange, on yo brain like collages
Suck my dick, you bitch, got up off it
Keep a sticky wita stiffy atcho noggin/
Pull up on a pussy block I know he talkin now I roll up to set and leave his body in a coffin
I ain’t ever talkin less you in da gang I aint respondin 
I got so much fuckin haters trade my car out for a carbine 
Grr ba
...Leave pussy rapper coughin
Choppa choppin up his body, lemme put em in da cauldron
Make em fade off, Acog 
Wita green dot
Atcho make up, Aye yuh
Shootchu face off/
Blech
Yeh
Nephilim the set now
I got fitty in da trunk that put his head down
Shawty givin me the eye, she wanna head out
Got dat bitch up on my dick she gimme head now
X2

H1N1! (Prod. Klimonglue)

BAD STRAINS 003
Prod. Klimonglue
747

Lyrics:
Pullup in a ghost, and I leave em as a carcass
Try and take my soul, imma let the poison dart hit
Come up from the cold, I like bitches that are toxic
I got lots of gold, lotsa water I got Shark Drip/
He get shot up,
ain’t no camera this shotgun
Gang on me, I pullup and i leave em playin possum
Mi Casa, do you wanna step into mi bossa 
I hit em wita scar, the opposition fulla goners/
Polygraph all on your fuckin body, make your body ache
Lookin like a doctor wit these tools, I make his body shake
Only time I come up out my room is when I got the kay 
I Smoke em by the pound I fuckin grew you bought another eighth/
Sippin on the the syrup, this a waffle cake
Now I’m feelin gone, ain’t nobody gonna bother me
No we cannot talk, I let the choppa do the conversating
Pullup on yo block, and Imma make his fukin body break/
I don’t ever talk but still I’m movin like I say too much
Ollie down your block, I rip yo pocket, then I’m skatin off
Fuckin on yo bish, she on my dick and then I break her off
Fitty in da clip, if 12 be knockin, I don’t pay em off/
Walk-in down yo block, wita semi in my right hand
Pullup to the party, no Bacardi, only fightin 
Meet me in the lot, I eat yo face up like a titan
Shawty wanna fuck because she like the way I’m shinin/
All these artists hate in me think I give a fuck
..I got money I got butch now I’m really blowin up
..Aye wussup
You bitch, ain’t no rappers pullin up
.. I Just bought yo girl a Patek now yo bitch she roll my blunts aye/
Aye wussup aye
Aye wussup aye
When I see you at my shows I let my nuts hang
Knuckle up aye
Knuckle up aye
Every time I play I show we leaving cuts aye/

SARS! (Prod. Klimonglue)

EGODEAT (prod. KLIMONGLUE)
747 HHM NEPHILIM TRASH
ACAB KILL 2020 
Official music video: 
lyrics:
50 drum, glozzy cocking watch your lungs split
40 racks all on me, now I'm looking sun kissed
wussup, said he want it so we smoke em up
eliante on the bezel hanging off my wrist/
put my fist up in your bitch,
shawty said she love that shit,
now we smoking out the zip, we rolling green up like a witch
Keep a chopper with a dick on em, I'm never gonna miss,
caught some bodies playing victim, way I'm always in the mix.
Broke my knuckle on your lip, what's up,
40 bricks im bout to flip i lost my job don't give a shit, bitch
yellow diamonds look like piss, i be chopping all these snakes up you gon finna hear me hiss
40 thousand dollars in my bank, no need to count that shit
i fell in love with money so im always out here counting it
all these artists fake they hearing gunshots and they cowering, i pull up on your block and leave a pussy rapper counterfeit,
lil bitch, where the money at? i know you're out here housing it, i never play with killers you a pussy and you're proud of it,
pillaging up your villa i go bump in the night, .45/5 with the potato to cut the sound of it/
cock back and i bang, click clack and i paint, smoke gas by the day, flak jacket in the bank, trash mask on the face
Yoppa make em levitate, i aint got a gang I've got a chopper like a heavyweight. no we cannot talk to much i never wanna converse
never switching lanes cu all these rappers wanna follow me, twenty in my pocket rocket shooting harmonies, fuckin on your bitch i want her soul ut gave her heart to me, put lead up in your arteries/
i got shooters who got get you on the low, yeh
i got ruler clips that hollow out your bones, yeh
smoke so much that i can never find my phone, i might just buy another one i might just stay the fuck alone, yeh

EGODEATH! (Video in Desc)

BLOODBENDER track 04
prod. NetuH
747 HHM TRASH GANG

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