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PYS (feat. DJ Paul)

MiSA

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Depth Perception

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Brain Transplantation

WHEN TRAP MEETS WUBS🤝

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HUCCI & STOOKI SOUND - BALL SO HARD (PIERCE REMIX)

LYRICS:

MOTHFECAL 

10 ROUNDS BURIED THRU THE SIDE A MOTHERFUCKERS HEAD 
IF HE TALKING TO ME IMA SLIT THAT MOTHERFUCKERS NECK 
AINT NO ACTING FOOLIY ON THE SIDE BITCH HEARD YOU FUCKING WEPT 
WHEN IM SPEAKING TO YOU AINT NO LIES BITCH YALL GET FUCKING SLEPT 

10 FOUND BURIED UP INSIDE A MOTHERFUCKERS SHED 
POLICE TALKING TO ME AINT NO LIES I PULL THE FUCKING FIFTH 
10 ROUNDS BURIED THRU THE SIDE A MOTHERFUCKERS HEAD 
10 FOUND BURIED UP INSIDE A MOTHERFUCKERS SHED 

I CANT FUCK WITH NONE OF YOU BITCHES I AM DYSFUNCTIONAL 
AND I CANT HELP WITH NONE OF YOU BITCHES YALL JUST SO PUNCHABLE 
INSOCIABLE JUST YOU FUCKING WAIT UNTIL I TOTE THE POLE 
THIS AINT IMAGINATION WE GON PRY OPEN YOUR FUCKING SKULL 
DISSOCIABLE SHE WANNA SPEND THE NIGHT AND THEN I FUCK HER HOLE 
BURY ME ALIVE SO I CAN SEE MY MOTHERFUCKING FOES


GOT MANY DIFFERENT BLADES UP ON MY HIP WE CAN TEST EM OUT
PUT MY SHIT UP IN YOUR NECK YOUR CORPSE START TWEAKING
TWITCHING OUT
OPEN UP I WANNA PUT YOUR BLOOD AND GORE INSIDE YOUR HOUSE
AT THE SHOW TRY TALKING SHIT I PUNCH YOU IN YOUR FUCKING MOUTH
BRASS KNUCKLES DENT YA SKULL
TALK THAT SHIT YOU BEEN A HOE
TRIED TO CLAIM HE HARD AS FUCK SO HOW HE END UP IN A HOLE
I THINK ITS FUNNY HOW THESE FUCKERS ON MY DICK BUT I AINT KNOW
GOT A BUNCH OF FUCKING NOBODIES A BUNCH OF FUCKING GHOSTS
USE MY FUCKING BOOT TO CRUSH YOUR BRAIN APART MOTHERFUCKER
LEAVE YOU IN THE PARKING LOT DECAYED AND ROT MOTHERFUCKER
AND WHAT NOW NOW YOUR FAMILY DISTRAUGHT MOTHERFUCKER
LEAVE YOUR BODY IN THE ALLEY ITLL START SMELLING IN THE SUMMER
WHEN THEY FIND YOU ITS TOO LATE WHAT A SHAME OH WHAT A BUMMER
WHAT THE FUCK MOTHERFUCKER HE START YELLING WHEN I GUT EM
WHEN THIS BLADE INSIDE YOUR ORGANS BET IT FEELS A LITTLE FUNNY
ITS GET MUSHY IT GETS BLOODY PUSSY SHOULDNT RUN UP ON ME

10 ROUNDS BURIED THRU THE SIDE A MOTHERFUCKERS HEAD 
IF HE TALKING TO ME IMA SLIT THAT MOTHERFUCKERS NECK 
AINT NO ACTING FOOLIY ON THE SIDE BITCH HEARD YOU FUCKING WEPT 
WHEN IM SPEAKING TO YOU AINT NO LIES BITCH YALL GET FUCKING SLEPT 

10 FOUND BURIED UP INSIDE A MOTHERFUCKERS SHED 
POLICE TALKING TO ME AINT NO LIES I PULL THE FUCKING FIFTH 
10 ROUNDS BURIED THRU THE SIDE A MOTHERFUCKERS HEAD 
10 FOUND BURIED UP INSIDE A MOTHERFUCKERS SHED

10 BODIES FOUND UNDERNEATH A SHED  FT. KILLTAK (PROD. MICHAEL LINK)

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MOYTANIC & BERNIEMACELEVEN - FUNERAL HOME

Black on black on black match the gun, carry when I stunt
Click clack, Man of War, at the door, could you get it hun?
He thought shit was sweet, he didnt know, he bout to run
Yo wife done set you up, she sent a hitman having fun

Smoking your homie stuffed into my blunt
Light up your homie like Im rolling Runtz
Popping they heads like Im killing Grunts
No Lynyrd no Skynyrd, but Im on the hunt

D.E.A.D in the H.E.A.D.
Its like fuck you pay me
Smoking weed that got me hazy, crazy
Bitch Im too fucked, I cant get up, Im feeling lazy
Bitches chirping up around me
Nah, I cant with sluttys
Pass you off and smash the bestie
Ha, dick so good it had her crazy
I cant be no sober sanely

Im on the pain gang
Ouija is swinging things
My choppa is trying to sing
Suicide bomber, go out with a bang

I walk how I talk and I talk how I walk, accelerate plot like Im changing lanes
Blowing the pot like a kettle, with heavy death metal, get stepped on, belittle, I dont wanna settle, Im snatching ya chain
I want the money yes even the change with all of the pain 

Im going insane man
Ouija is swinging things
My choppa is trying to sing
Suicide bomber, go out with a bang

You a sweet boy, not from streets boy
Im guaranteeing that you screaming at the sight of demons boy

Hearing bout seven or more
Hearing us breaking in get on the floor
Using your blood for the art
Run with the dogs but none of them bark

I think it should stop where it started
Im traveling back and Im sinking the ark
You believing the news you retarded
But that isnt all that sets me apart

The channels at your local market
Counting the corpses, statistic 
CIA mind control mission
Another kid went out ballistic 
Suited with legal assistance
Sending them out with a vision
I spoke with the devil to write this
He brought back feelings that I miss
Anger with nothing to fight it
Fueling that something that I lit
Cut off your tongue or just bite it
Peeling your skin cuz I like it

Youll feel the pain okay
You in my face? No way
Move on my wrath today
Whos in my path today?

Im ruining everything
Why do I feel like this way?
Im praying that I fade away
Sending us all to the grave

Ouija used to squeegee, making chow mein for like fifteen
Writing suicide letters in the gutter when will I be free?

Population Control (prod. Death to Hellmane)

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

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)

SHOW ME YOUR TEETH [Prod. SLVG × Grimmjøw × Roosevelt]

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FLOORBOARDS

Undead Ronin x Tenebra x RekLess - FLOORBOARDS

Hash smoking hazard, axe swinging slasher
Smashed then I stabbed her, taste blood right after
Junkie motherfucker I aint tryna look dapper 
Bagging up the body parts the fridge is where i stashed her

Gossiping talking bout who dat? Thinking shit sweet but they know though
Nitro the psycho with skin mask, need some more skin for the coat though
Wait til i come with my crew back, ouijaboy solo these hoes know
Hearing the shots from two tap, Casper he turned to a ghost oh

Im giving yall the anecdote, my blood type needs an antidote
And do not ask me if i voted, feeble people, sheeple showing
Buss it then I hand it over, police cannot give no closure
Obvious I cant be sober, creeping, seeking sinking slower

Duck, fucked up, its like knuck if you buck
Tummy tuck from the mutt, feel the twisting in yo gut
Like whats up? i say jump, and that fuckboy aint did none
Man these pussies aint no fun, maybe its they time of month

Period blood like he leaking, cuz he’s retarded he must
Believe that he’s safe in the deep end, sharks in the water he’s stuck
I think I just made him anemic due to the fluids he lost
Fatigued and his body starts seizing, I think that he ran out of luck

Fuck the clizzout, from the sizzouth
Chelsea Grin that motherfucker cut up in the mizzouth
Screaming at the extra voices, hell I’ll never get out
Toxins on the tongue and it’s too late you can’t spit out

The Dark Side of a Playa Hata

The devil in me got an easy job, ill sacrifice my life just help me wire pipe bombs
Ouijaboy the reaper shoving reefer into blunts ignite the skunk, evil lurks behind your eyes we’ve won, this race is done
Rats getting backspaced, bodies on the backpage,
DNA on blacktop, run him over flat faced
Mad weight holding down my lungs, think I got back pain
Chest ache, hope I keep on living just for death’s sake, Hell’s gates, bells shake, underworlds one true king
Lower level dwelling devil headed, never settled, never level headed, hell embedded, metal pressing, triple seven never repping, armageddon one stop heaven
Methods of a deadman, been a peasant, cursed since adolescence 
Always coughing into the oxy-coffin
I lost the plot, plotting
Got choppa knock-knocking
My jacket holding hacksaw, need no menthol just the pot
Demon seeded, oxy needing heathen, Ouija born to rot
Watch bodies drop
First impression wish you never met me i know
Did I mention that I hated all things living? For sure
Need protection, Im not talking bout insurance, Geico
Ouija colder than the therapy chambers, Cryo
Cant go back to hell 
Police power trippin put his newborn in a vacuum seal
Strap em to the table, let him feel this brand new power drill
Smoking on that floral, I aint talking bout no daffodil 
Turn him into maggot meal, grab the steel, how’d it feel?

Blessed Be The Ones Who He Has Eaten

Back again blacked out I pop out what’s happening? 
Shout out to Missing no tapping in
Exclusive, elusive, you losing but choosing continuing self inflict bruising
I prophesize incoming ending, please weep for your majesty, agnostic shooters they blasphemy
Question behaviors and who has been favored I think I was cursed with this apathy
Found myself a new low
What the fuck you motherfuckers thinking that you know?
Nothing i don’t hoe
Killing by the milly, population control hoe
Bagging like I’m Frodo
Cholo with the pogo, don’t get shot up like a photo
Cause Im colder than the froyo and you chicken like el polo, can’t fuck with you putos, yall culo
You still sucking your thumb, alien gun need no drum
Alien blood in my veins its the Ouija that doesn’t belong
Scream cuz she ride on my um, xanax I mix it with rum
Shawty is thick fuck a snickers, they thinking like where is she from? Dont fuck with you bums
Shining like I’m Megaman, I bear this pain
Bear in mind I’m homicidal, make levitate
Right hand rests on top the bible, Im lying straight face
Faced enough of blunts Ive smoked my whole body weight
You might see me at the tip top, where you is not
Most you motherfuckers had one song that blew on Tik Tok
That’s where it stops, your hits flip flop
Heavy grinding, need no diamonds, need a motherfucking headshot, guess I best not
These idiots the issue
If you think you’re safe, you ain’t, just let me get utensils
Simians with missiles wearing human tissue
Chalk around the bodies turning corpses into stencils, Im mental

Population Control Pt. 2

Im back in black on black on black the same old crap
Gotta blunt thats fat, need hella racks, pussy ass bitch cant fuck with cats
Can meet my gat I dont wanna chat, add em to the stats 
You bugging some like gnats, hit em with blyat blyat stat

That means immediately 
So sick and tired I cant even hire Ill prolly just fire a shrink
The highest bidder I offer my liver then into nether I’ll sink
Take my own life in a blink, suicide what did you think?
Dying’s been my passion, aint no rationing on tragedies and I havent peaked on me

Yet Im up in the scene, check might pop a bean 
Yes might be a fiend, bet Ill get yo team wet 
Wishing that we never met, underground artists some rats
Its you and your dogs I don’t need no resolve you gon need a vet and i mean that

Need a new remedy, xanax and hennesy, shout out yung Kota B, Missing my People, the cult
The sheeple will never revolt, who should be held at fault? 
Results of the evil claimed leaders, oblivious masses will falter, wait for humanity’s fall, gripping a saw, leave them appalled then we wait for applause, hop off my balls

I think these psyops gon autopsy Ouija, pay me and I’ll make it easy
OD on something enough make elephants even stop breathing
Enough to put under demons, take me I don’t need no reason
Satan said I’d be a beacon if I survive one more season
Cap in your raps got no meaning, me vs you isn’t even

Population Control Pt. 3

First things first i burst in flames and curse your name, never tame sure, faces on a plain shirt
In my lane curve, 2 shots just to make sure
My whole passion is rapping this ain’t game
worm
Squirm, you got some things to learn
How much of your body can fill up this urn?
How much of this fuckboy are we gon need to burn?
Watch his corpse crumble, stomach starting to turn
The boy Ouija, avoid bleeding, the sharks need it
I coined evil and force people with medieval 
Torture methods with swords Im reckless I breath diesel
The opposition get in positions thats known as fetal
From my weed eyes bleed survive these when i squeeze
Tightly your mom screams it can’t be it can’t be if can’t be
Is that how you really feel? I mean
With this flow so quick slow might implode Im so sick
Theres no if its when will i blow theres no tricks
Stand ten toes in an instance, have your whole team froze 
A failed abortion bred for extortion forced upon this world the devil wont endorse this
Porcelain made people the melting pots enormous
Death is so important take your life enjoy it
Can you motherfuckers hop on a beat and not lie?
Can you motherfuckers hop off my meat and not cry?
Every time I tasted defeat I revive
Protect ya neck, or bleed for me
Don’t sweat the technique it’s not sweet b
Wrap your head in bed sheets best believe the
Funeral starts with heavy hearts indeed
Everybody wanna act and rap and cap in that
I am no exception to the fact, this shit is wack
Make metaphors bout shit that Ill never do
Like raping a bitch, taping the shit then make it a clip
I know the money have you changing n shit, fake with the clique
Yeah bitch not me
Your tranquility tranquilize and hypnotize
No military the metal heavy I terrorize

The Missing People Menace Sneaking Weapons In Heaven

Holy Diver

Shame on the Night

The Very Beast of Dio

Mystery

I Could Have Been a Dreamer

Lock Up the Wolves

AINT NO TIME TO FUCKING PLAY X GOTH AND GHOSTOFBLU (PROD. FRDM)

Hunted

This track is from the 666 Voices Tape Koming Soon

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666 Bonez

666 Bonez (Feat. Prophet)

BILLY LOOMIS

BILLY LOOMIS (prod. Cxdy)

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