RVMAN - HIDE YA HEAD [PROD. AKVRI & AMERTUME]

Your pockets are an unspeakable horror.

WITH: @DISTORTIONTHE1
PROD: @RETROKAMISAMA & @ZYROM
MIX: @ZYROM & @DISTORTIONTHE1
ART: @C3OF

HOSTED BY NEVERHOUSE - solo.to/nvrhouse

LYRICS:
nahhhhhh lmao

Eldritch Drill

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Eldritch Drill ft. Lord Distortion [prod. ayashi & zyrom] [neverhouse exclusive]

ATRXX: https://on.soundcloud.com/oxbGLiFBtbQcjiS18

Lyrics: 

The panic start to set in
Walk in church and start sweating 
Don’t think that i’ll go to heaven 
Hell is where i’m heading

Walk in the church 
And then I burst into a thousand Flames 
The Reverend ask if I’m OK 
I have to confess something

I feel the need 
To question my morality 
When I find doubt in me 
Paired with the reality
The fucked up things 
It’s getting hard to see
I don’t believe
That I’m a decent human being 

I should go back to church
Maybe  it could help 
Wait what if it’s not even worth and 
I’m meant for hell 
Hell if worse comes to worse 
I Know I can rely on god
To watch over my hearse 
HA HA HA HA

They say I need god 
But I can’t see god 
Maybe I need god 
I’m begging please god 

Put me in hearse
Can my demons lurch
Things only gotten worse 
Since I left church 

I’m incompetent can’t bother
Helping myself save me father 
I can’t solve my own problems 
For I know not what I do 

You should go to hell 
If I don’t fucking like you
You should go to hell 
If I don’t look like you
You should go to hell 
You should go to hell 
You should go to hell 
You should go to hell 

ATRXX:
Yeah I go to hell
Can’t no motherfucker save me
Burned in this church
In the ashes yeah I‘m heading
Collect the dust
Break your bones, taste the rust 
It is red from your blood
JATAN‘s praying to god, yeah
Mhhh ring the fucking bell service‘s over 
Yeahh I just make you bend the fuck over
Painting all the crosses in this church in black yeah  
ATRXX is coming in, triggered to 
Mhmm, he is gone, say your prayers, say your prayers 
Tell me stop, it won’t break us, it won’t 

JATAN:
I should go back to church
Maybe it could help 
Wait what if it’s not even worth and 
I’m meant for hell 
Hell if worse comes to worse 
I Know I can rely on god
To watch over my hearse 

They say I need god 
But I can’t see god 
Maybe I need god 
I’m begging please god 

Put me in hearse
Can my demons lurch
Things only gotten worse 
Since I left church 

I should go back to church
Maybe it could help 
Wait what if it’s not even worth and 
I’m meant for hell 
Hell if worse comes to worse 
I Know I can rely on god
To watch over my hearse

Haha

I SHOULD GO BACK TO CHURCH FT.ATRXX ⛪️🕯️☠️ [PROD. JATAN]

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MVKSO x Ouijaboy x Sickly Syrus x Zillvh - KNUCKLE DUSTERS! (prod. Antyde x Plucksunset)

.   INTL. TYRANT SECT  X  HAUNTED BOYZ
.     
.    Ricky Lagoon x Krim$in Terror Phantom
.                          “Dare2FailMe”
.                   Prod.  DROWNTHEFEDS

LYRICS:

[Verse 1- Suffikayt]

Davy Jones with that hex im just living underwater now Tell me how to live I feel like dj unk I walk it out 
Walkie-talkie call in man my souljas spit a thousand rounds 
Bitch I know how death feel I’ve seen it more the 8 time 
Rest In Peace to everyone I love but this is my time 
You can see the smith and Wesson reapin out the sunrise 
I was crashin in like a blue wave low tide 
Baby shorty love me watch her suck me up with her slime 
I was rolling back ftp fuck the one time ayy
Money on my mind I gotta go 
Blood around my wrist I let it flow 
80 knocks leave me lone who’s at the door 
Devil tell me it ain’t over here’s your gold 
I don’t need it theres no way to sell my soul 
I was driving down in hell but it was cold 
Send the reaper skeleton I am a ghost 
Don’t ever walk up on me bitch or ima blow 
My mind is fed up can’t control it leave me lone 
I heard you busted no discussion let em float 
This ain’t pennywise my demon you a joke 
I got my reasons ima leave you in the smoke

———————————————————————

[Verse 2 - Krim$in]

It was midnight I was creepin with tha cloak 
In 10 below 
out past the tree line they don’t see mine I don’t think they even know
White folks  gangstas and the thugs I got a pole
I’ve lost control 
I’m tryna get up in yo chest and make you choke
Bitch What that mouf do make it foam
I’m off dem pillies 
mix it with the henny 
Last location still remain unknown 
Smoking Sacrificial death pack out in Rome
This S2K tha only thang around me I allow to fold
They ain’t my opps cause we ain’t equal I think you should let that soak
Patrick Bateman I feel lethal witta chainsaw let it go
I hit ricky for that acid take the flesh right off the bone
I Wrapped that bitch up in plastic like tha cartel get it gone
Leave the vessel empty all your blood has been exsanguinated  
I feel friendly give the piggies photos signed and laminated
I got dreams about the end cause death got me infatuated 
Liquor in my cup I hit the hydro now I’m activated 
Haunted clique see I just got my ghosty calibrated
He a goofy couldn’t fool me way he got his allocated


FOLLOW 

@__usurper__mtp

@suffikayt

@hauntedboyz

@swarm_of_tyrants

Suffikayt x Krim$in Terror Phantom - Dare2FailMe (Prod. DROWNTHEFEDS)

CENSORED! (FT. MOBBS RADICAL)

Featuring: https://soundcloud.com/kxdyine

Lyrics:

Ruger got the drop, pop and lock
Run it though your block
Cock it back, click clack
Bitch I’m boutta make it pop
Hunnid dollar shoes on
Doc martins wanna stomp
Blood shake the earth when it drip
I do what I want

Bitch I’m a killa'
Cleva go Guerilla
Running with an AK
Take over your villa
The rounds I brought are Silva
I’m just like an enigma
But Cleva' got the strap on 'em like the goddamn militia

Clevamane is ready, pulling up with a machete
Got my check oh that’s a betty, I got grey goose in this yeti
That boy trippin' flippin' ketty', cocaine stompers getting messy
Pop that Glock like pop no Pepsi, kill streak Cleva' on a frenzy

End your life like it’s a tape, you thought that shit as a movie
Send these shots and then escape yeah Clevamane he keep it moving
Brolly rolling with a K' yeah fuck all of that future proofing
End that shit in like a day and tell ‘em keep that Draco shooting

Ruger got the drop, pop and lock
Run it though your block
Cock it back, click clack
Bitch I’m boutta make it pop
Hunnid dollar shoes on
Doc martins wanna stomp
Blood shake the earth when it drip
I do what I want

Bitch I’m a killa'
Cleva go Guerilla
Running with an AK
Take over your villa
The rounds I brought are Silva
I’m just like an enigma
But Cleva' got the strap on 'em like the goddamn militia

In the club with bottles, and you better keep ‘em coming hoe
You know we in the building and it still gon' mother fucking snow
I got a Ruger on me and I’m think I'm gonna let it blow
We out the back we gotta get away it’s time to fuckin go

Red and blue the sirens ringing out we need'a make a move
We duckin' jakes but we just playin pigs instead of fucking goose
So now we layin' low I smoke it to my soul I’ll let it loose
A noose around my neck ain’t got a single thing to fucking lose

Clevamane and Kodyine in this bitch we rep the fuckin set
It’s FK till my dying days I’ll see you all in hell again
And shout out dirty gang we always gotta fucking represent
So thanks for coming out this is the end and now I’m fucking dead

Ruger got the drop, pop and lock
Run it though your block
Cock it back, click clack
Bitch I’m boutta make it pop
Hunnid dollar shoes on
Doc martins wanna stomp
Blood shake the earth when it drip
I do what I want

Bitch I’m a killa'
Cleva go Guerilla
Running with an AK
Take over your villa
The rounds I brought are Silva
I’m just like an enigma
But Cleva' got the strap on 'em like the goddamn militia

RUGER

RUGER (Ft. Kodyine)

Too bad, Ouija picking through the maggots
Yeah Im fucked, on the beat bitch Im lagging
Spitting fire, lil Gami like a dragon, stabbin
Dont lack, like the knowledge of your father thats absent

Oh look, another fucking darkie clone
That’s why your slut gotta motherfucking silicone 
Missile from my arsenal gon kiss you like the mistletoe
10-57, come find my manifesto 

Knee down on his neck bitch I treat em like he George Floyd

Cast away everything, cynical, gone til I D.I.E. missing or dead to me, thrown to the void
Pressing my palms to each other, I study the books and Im asking Poseidon to take the whole world
The prophecies something that no one avoids

Devoid of all reasoning, scratch at my dome
Dig my nails deeper until I reach bone
Carving my skull like a pumpkin, the guts always dumping, you nothing but bugs to me, switch up your tone

Uh what the fuck bitch Im drowning in blood
Genocidal yeah I do this for fun
Backwoods on the backroads, bitch I’m sparking a blunt
Pop a bitches cherry tree, she bleed from her cunt

Grab your esophagus, hatred is bottomless, thought that you wanted this, lay in the serpent pit, 
Die with the rest of em, we made you sarcophagus, cannons like Optimus, hang out of the whip,

Too bad, Ouija picking through the maggots
Yeah Im fucked, on the beat bitch Im lagging
Spitting fire, Gami like a dragon, stabbin
Dont lack, like the knowledge of your father thats absent

Centuries of Suffering (prod. Blunt Christ)

STUPID F*#% THOUGHT HE COULD TRY SVICIDE!

Centuries of Suffering (prod. Blunt Christ)

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