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MUSIC 4 MASS MURDER PART I

RESURRECTED PROD. FANTOM MIX BY RIDDLEZ

KTP x THEM

INTL. TYRANT SECT

LAST SINGLE BEFORE PROJECT

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[Verse 1 - THEM]
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you think this comic
we can make it graphic
feeling fantastic 

when i got the glock 
in your mouth
like that
fuck what you said
i do not cur
coming back from the grave
with the set
on attack
triple sec in the cup
with an oz of the red
red drop melting in my cup
while i knock it back
red dot burnin thru your skull
as i knock it back
hell nah you cant hang with us
you aint built like that
ion hang with posers
cus all yall like to do is cap
sound like heavy metal
when i drive by w my fuckin strap
i been on a mission
huntin fishin for you lemon lame 
bustas spread your brain like butter
right onside the highway lane
ion give a fuck me n krimsin
gon take oer this game
you aint gotta like it
just respect on erythang im sayin

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[Verse 2 - KTP]
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I’m Robbin souls 
Breaking into heaven

Green tips burnin thru ya chest 
How I make my impression

Your body the puzzle I’m snatching the pieces 
This my new obsession 

The piggies lookin for me guess they needin my attention 

Imma slur my speech and conjure demons in the sacred session
7th circle where I’m bleedin baby girl I got connections 
I turn em purple he ain’t breathin he gon learn a lesson
sendin blast beats through the window with my switch and Wesson 


Imma pull up wit the swarm lil bitch I got the trap infested 
Paint it black I ship a pack and now the world has been infected
dagger I pull out to bleed my victims blade is always blessed
Every challenge met with death true tyrants never stand contested

Heavy-Metal Pistol Feat. THEM. (Prod. Unkle Crunkle)

ARTIST: ZILLVH, OUIJABOY, & SOUNDTR@CE
PRODUCER: NOBODY AND THE ICONS
ARTWORK: ZILLVH

STVPID FVCKS! REMIX (W/ OUIJABOY & SOUNDTR@CE) (Prod. NATI)

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)

Bitch Ima punkstar, you pussies cant over me
Lets just start a race war, show them no mercy
Bitch Im on yo block, spinning like a rotary
Ouija always smoked out, I could never stop the weed

No, blowing green, blow my brains away
Rot my frontal lobe, no more function, only pure hate
No, show no love to these fucking fakes
I cant trust, fuck my blood, I cant wait to pass away

Ive been rising up out the ash of a lost world
I might check you in your chest, I know you wanna hurl
We dont know shit, so much left unexplored
Shotty to your stomach, shelly make yo body curl

Nick nack, patty wack, put it to his dome
Hit him in his rib, he done met his death
Homie got him back doored, loose in his home
Titanic, Ima wreck dat, take your last breath

Doing what I want, Im not no kid
Tripping when I stunt, blunt enormous 
Killing my kidneys, Im pouring a 5th
Attacking my liver, the pills that I mix

All alone in an empty room I think ill go insane
Nothing but that pressure bitch I’ll make you feel this pain
We havent since talked high school What the fuck has changed?
You pussies cant fool me, you pussies all losing

This might make you puke, look away from this part
Laid out in the corner, eating out his heart 
Laying in some bloody puddles, loving the dark
Please dont turn away, I love this part

Genocidal Tendencies (prod. Zodiacc)

Menacing habit, shifting through pills in the medicine cabinet
Menacing habit, Weapons on weaponry, we tune it to tragic
Beat with the bottle of Hennessy faggot
Swallow the dirt and you sleep with the maggots
Im at the graves, gripping a gadget
Going to sleep with the gun under mattress

Ill make you kill yourself, you fuck with the Nitro or fuck with the Laxative
Bitch I am Ouija, no threats that Im seeing, Im pissing on all these tracks you did
I know that you watching, you plotting and scheming, you hoping you catching me lack ya dig?
You really a poser, ran over, kill dozer, you faking just some plastics tits

Menacing habit, shifting through pills in the medicine cabinet
Menacing habit, Weapons on weaponry, we tune it to tragic
Beat with the bottle of Hennessy faggot
Swallow the dirt and you sleep with the maggots
Im at the graves, gripping a gadget
Going to sleep with the gun under mattress

Kill shit, bleed red
Number one dead head
12 at the door its gon be a dead fed
If I had a kid Id be a dead beat
Blow my brain, Kurt Cobain
Time stone put it on repeat
Stepping in your nightmares bitch Ill see you in your dreams
Ouija do not care, bitch the corpses start to reek
Bleaching all my sinks before the blood starts to seep
Collecting dead man teeth, who is next? Lets just see

I was on my evil shit just the other day
Waiting for the Ouija to come out and play
I was on my evil shit just the other day
Waiting for the Ouija to come out and play

Medicine Cabinet (prod. Zodiacc)

How the fuck ya feeling kid? Did you know youll die today?
Im back on my villain shit, tryna fill my fucking plate
Stacking the heads the ceiling I did, just so you know we dont play
Motherfuckers know who Ouija is, dont play no fucking games

Psycho, maniac I don’t know how to act
Yeah I see how you acting up on stage but are you like that?
Vanguard, Black Rock, I just want my life back
Up it with no recoil, shooting like a strike pack

Breath froze, no hoes, no goals just a hole 
where my soul should be
Im antisocially, Im not friendly
Dont come close to me, theres no remedy
Lethal poisoning 

Ill do anything to make you fuckers hate me
King of doom, God of gloom, basically the same thing
I know that you’d try anything attempting just to break me
Left my world in ruin and Im here to do the same thing

Dumb
Dumbing down the population, food taste like chemicals
You cant handle confrontation, he aint got no testicles
Civilians to Generals, the target are the federals
My methods arent ethical, I cut until its dull

Marksman with the nine millimeter I’m a glocksmith
Nothing that you do really matter, so do fuck shit
World so cold, grab a heater, self protection 
Please give me the chair, I want death injection

Lethal Injection (prod. Zodiacc)

Rolling up flipping the bird, fuck what you heard, dont fuck with these bitches I swerve
You talking that shit its absurd, what is the word 
You acting, you sweeter than nerds
Holding you under submerge, the piggys disturbed, you thought you were crazy but Ouija is worse
Biting the bullet til I hit the dirt
Getting to close to me might get you burnt

Im going hard, Im mixing new paint
Pen to the paper, got pain in my brain
Making my to the white house, lets all paint it all red like a cut open vein
Mixing the weed and I gotta new strain
Im not getting married unless its the Jane
The way I be talking and moving and shitting on fuckboys I know Im insane


The devils in my mind, infecting every thought
Who are you pressing me? Walk how you talk
You pussies depressing me, hang on a knot
You fell off upsettingly, your numbers have dropped

You asking me please can you carry me?
You are not like me, you see yourself highly
Im just getting high, dont roll it up tightly 
Carefully bury me, roses and THC

All of you needing some inspo, I got all my inspo, I copy myself
Some of you wanting some issues, your family got tissues, Ill see you in hell

The way this is going I wont need no bail
Break in your window like its raining hail
Sending a bomb to you through the mail
Ripping your skin off like fish with the scales

Devils in My Mind (prod. Zodiacc & AKbeats)

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)

NEW YEAR NEW BEAMS
GOT A NEW CRIB MAKING NEW PLAYS
DEADWORLDMONEYGANG WON'T EVER STOP

2024 STILL GOING DUMB

NEW YEAR NEW BEAM

NEW YEAR NEW BEAM (PROD ESCOBEER)

Ouija's Mansion ft ZILLVH (prod. mathiastyner)

Aw shit
You wanna talk like this?
I sold my soul get it, I cant teach it Im just so damn sick
If I said it then I meant it, turn a gangster to a piss stain
Rapture the unholy, sent to hell, worldly disdain 

You went from hating to fan cuz I bring the heat like a Stanley 
Id rather live life in a van then make a fucking Plan B
You fucking with the D the E the A the D
Underworld is where Im headed but they gon bow to me

Living like its do or die
If i wanted to be like you I would be bitch
Homicide to genocide
Get a taste for the blood, now the rivers run red bitch

Step back lil pussy before I crack yo egg
Please come take the bounty if you really want my head
Bite the hand that feeds when the feed turning deadly
Stryker Model 810 splitting bone hold it steady

Trigger Finger (prod. Lil Paccy)

Pistol packing, pissed off smacking
Dying is your latest fashion
Whip it how I did it, taking drugs is a passion
Laughing at us suffer all these dickheads living lavish
Beam through your chest, you can call me Raditz

Laser at your dome like Im toting havocs 
Ouija pushing solo Im a counterpart to none
Pushing you to suicide, genocide fanatic
You is second to the one, bow down like a nun 

Fuck a shank, spark yo jaw, draco make yo head spin
Do not like to talk, fuck the spot up like a whirlwind 
Send us all to hell, this whole world cast in sin
Please give me immunity I wanna watch the world end

Catch me in a Z, Im not whipping in no ghost
Fuckboy catch some z’s, I can see you in the scope
I dont like this industry, go up in smoke
Death is gonna set you free, hang up the rope

Fucking with gorilly the ten tall godzilly, we gon touch a hundred milly
Pretend bars, you silly, you washed up no kidding
Dont step wrong, its deadly
Chernobyl your whole city to disintegrate society

They telling me the money is gon get to me nah Ima get the cheddar
You aint even on the beat, you yapping like you better
Rece is piecing up these fuckboys, lifeless in the gutter
Take one with me back home to watch it discolor

Genocidal Tendencies (prod. Zodiacc)

Ouijaboy [@ouijaboy]

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