Dark & Aggressive Phonk 🖤

🖤 Hellhound Militia/Trash Gang 🖤

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SPIDERBLOOD 2: ROTTEN
Prod. Xerogi x 33marrow
747  HHM  T R A S H

Music Video:
https://youtu.be/5tuGUqkoR6k

Lyrics:
(Hook)
Nuke 'em out the coffin, I'm abouta cause a fallout
Blicky in the pocket, send a rocket through 'em, fall down
Hole up in his body, 40 hit 'em with a shot, Witchy running outta ops and so I guess I'm going all out
I got lots of gold in my pocket, we could ball out
Hopping out the dungeon, to the top we never stop now
Water on my cuban, now my throat begin to rot, getting money like a scholar only difference imma dropout
yuh
x2
(verse)
Big body foreign, windows tinted for the sun
40 on the block, I'm walking Glocky in the trunks
Coming up out the bottom, now we steady up the funds, all these artists on my dick been heavy looking like my sons
Hate me, Ion hate it, but they say I'm going dumb with it
Talking on the gang then 40 taking out they tongues
Hitting 'em with the laser, keep a switch up on the gun, catch em running out the back I'm in the attic like the grudge
Aye
Pop-out with the gang to your whereabouts, I'm coming out the muhfuckin mud, bitch I pull-up to the cut
Ive got lots of ghosts in the coffin, Witchy itching' I got spiders in my blood, bitch
Hit 'em with a drum clip, bullets through his lungs
Choppa get to talking, hallows knocking out his guts
Get back, let it bang on em, smoking opposition Backwoods, 40 roll up leave em looking like a Dutch
Cock back, take his name, I'm gon leave em on the run from the Witch, I'm a bad muhfucka, Im a God in this bitch
Glock with a stick turn your block into Swiss, you a pussy hit the coffin send a shot through his ribs
Talking like they with it, now they barking like a bitch, boy
Artists acting faker than the gold up on they neck
Pull-up to your city with a vest, looking like a vet, heard he coming to my spot that's a bet
Aight
Pull-up hit 'em with the Molly, now his nose drips
Ive been summoned from the bottom where the ghost lives
All these rappers acting pussy, on they hoe shit
Stand up in the way, on the gang, leave 'em hopeless
See his addy when it drops imma close-in, two twin Glocks spin the block, never noticed
Knock his skully, I'm gon leave they body broken, talking on my name 40 bringing all the smoke in
Aye
Knock his skully, I'm gon leave they body broken, talking on my name 40 bringing all the smoke in
Im gon
Im gon
Im gon
Im gon take that, uh
Hands on yo chain, I'm gon break that off
Came up from nothin, I'm raised bad, gang tats, mask on my face where the case at, now I'm gon aim with the Glock, knock his face back, uh
Sights through your vest, where the Jakes at, uh
Ice through my heart, I'm gon lace that, hate that, snatch out your soul with no take-backs, I keep my hands on your bitch, I'm gon take that, uh
(Hook)
Nuke 'em out the coffin, I'm about to cause a fallout
Blicky in the pocket, send a rocket through 'em, fall down
Hole up in his body, 40 hit 'em with a shot, Witchy running outta ops and so I guess I'm going all out
I got lots of gold in my pocket, we could ball out
Hopping out the dungeon, to the top we never stop now
Water on my cuban, now my throat begin to rot, getting money like a scholar only difference imma dropout
Blech
x2

SPIDERBLOOD 2: ROTTEN (prod. Xerogi x ³³marrow) (Video in desc.)

Witchouse 40k - GRAVEDIGGER
Produced by: NetuH x ³³marrow
Mixed by: ³³marrow

MUSIC VIDEO:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5BRMVAw-2ks

Lyrics: 
I’m with the
I’m with the
I’m with the gang
Aye
Aye
Aye

I’m with the
I’m with the
I’m with the gang
*blech*
Leaving em gully, he breakdown
We turn em haunted, he scarred in the skully, his skeleton glass when it breaks
Forty been uppin it, open up, see em I run up, he falling right into his grave now
Bitch I’m the gravedigger, watch your body decay, put the Glock to yo face

Face it, I come out the cold
Haunted from head to the toe
Forty been talkin to ghosts
Pull-up his wheareabouts
Hollows gon make em erode now
Skully got hunnids of holes
They ain’t notice nothin, we makin no sound
Cemetary, forty talk wit the crows
Hop out the coffin, i came from the slaughter
Got pain, Imma shatter yo soul

Don’t get too close
Aim at your chin, leave a lump in your throat
Break in the castle, I’m takin your throne
I keep a Glock on me, came up from poverty, waking with confidence, stay decomposed
Hop out my coffin, i resurrect slowly
Look in my eyes, see the black in my soul
Bottomless severance, never been lonely
Fuck nobody, I pull up alone

I’m his home with the Glocky out, bro want the smoke with me, giving em cottonmouth
I’m on the block and I’m poppin out, catch em in traffic we not gonna talk it out
Muhfucka wanna talk heavy, hit em with the heater, now he soft as ice
Bloodsucka, I been coffin ready, like the undead; I ain’t scared to die

Gun to your head
Glock with a beam, I don’t bust at your legs
Forty a demon, I talk with the dead
Skeleton boy, send my ops to me next
Bitch I’m a threat
Forty the best
Shot if he gully, get popped like sum meds
Knocking his skully, he scarred like a vet
Snatching his soul, leave the body a mess
Piss on your grave I’m gon 
Eyuchhhh

Knocking em out like Suboxone
I’m with the dogs, see his pack, I’m gon air out
Block looking haunted, an angel but fallen
I pull up on em, put em in they collar
See the the ops rollin, I got heaters on me, I’m gon end it slowly if he wanna talk
Fifty on me, I’m gon pop it off, and I got targets dropping, I could send a shot

Forty catchin bodies, keep the Glock on my hip
Muhfucka talking stupid, he got popped in his shit
Your wig split, crack and bodies, I leave blood in they spit
I keep that razor wire tucked, I wrap the bat, make em flip flop
Your clique soft, pussy y’all ain’t shit get your bitch shot
Hands up in his pocket, trade his soul for his wrist watch
And I don’t fuck wit witnesses, they stories all criss crossed
I grip glocks, pullup spin the block like a pit stop

Im with the gang
*blech*
Leaving em gully, he breakdown
We turn em haunted, he scarred in the skully, his skeleton glass when it breaks
Forty been uppin it, open up, see em I run up, he falling right into his grave now
Bitch I’m the gravedigger, watch your body decay, put the Glock to yo face

GRAVEDIGGER (prod. NetuH x ³³marrow) (Video in Desc.)

PROD WARSLUGZ

Lyrics:

I've been feeling like im dead bitch

I've been steady fiending make my head itch

smack your fucking skull and dig a ditch I leave you headless

restless, ive been wearing plates and armor reckless

snap your bodies bones and turn your flesh up into breakfast

witch i want my cane

flash to the past to destroy every single mistake

matter of fact give me throat and the pain with the black mag and summoner 

cape im gonna bring all the thunder and rain like a summoner mage come and 

change my own fate at the gate uh,

guardian angel wont see me in pain, now my life fading away uh

ive just been on and off

i dump her she cost alot

because im a phenomenon

but i do not talk alot

wearing a leash and collar now

she shaking and drip it out 

she wearing all black when she leave the house

she spit when she kissing now

she watching me bleed and she lick it out

Moons out goons out, i got fucking blades

chains, snatch your brains rearrange your fucking face

moon out goons out, i got fucking blades

chains snatch your brains rearrange your fucking face

Moons Out, Goons Out

🖤pyrrhic🖤
@dearpyrrhic
☠️www.instagram.com/dearpyrrhic/
lyrics:
[Chorus]
Sin-Sin-Sin city, I think I just blew another milli
If you wanna play dumb, we can go and get silly
I'ma pop another pillie, I'ma hit it till I'm dizzy
I don't really give a fuck about the itty bitty titty committee
You wanna bet your life away on lip
I'll spit a chip, I'm quick to flip a mood
I'll double down put this poker to your face
You little bitch this house will never lose

[Verse 1]
Round of shooters, bottle service
One more drink, I'll spit in cursive
Still the sum of all my verses, picture perfect
I ain't never had to jackpot, just to jackpot
But I been moving lethal weight since the blacktop
I'll make you fear and loath my name, now just thank god
That I don't hunt you with this tommy, I got half-cocked

Pick up the pace go
I keep it going, no foot on the brakes no
Lettings the bass blow
I got you doing whatever I say so
Fuck out my face hoe
I'm letting the whole motherfucking place know
Making my bankroll
Stacking the chips and I'm making my peso

Spin a motherfucker so fast, I make him leak coins
That's flash bang you goofy bitch, not a decoy
Big boy making big noise, now the deep voice
You're getting bodied by a pretty boy

[Chorus]
Sin city, I think I just blew another milli
If you wanna play dumb, we can go and get silly
I'ma pop another pillie, I'ma hit it till I'm dizzy
I don't really give a fuck about the itty bitty titty committee
You wanna bet your life away on lip
I'll spit a chip, I'm quick to flip a mood
I'll double down put this poker to your face
You little bitch this house will never lose

[Verse 2]
What's a god to a king and a king to a clown
I pulled up to your spot and a bitch what I found
You a knack, you a hoe, you a trick, you a bust
I peeped what you wrote and that shit really sucked
I'm addicted to the game, there's just no giving it up
This bitch be gripping on my dick, while I be stacking it up
So I'ma lick all on her titty, while she backing it up

Uwu, what? Back it up

Chrome on my weapon, I'm totin' inside a jansport
One hundred forty-seven I throw it up on the dashboard
Seven hundred sixty-seven she fly in to stamp her passport
Dribbling my balls, I'm making her throat my backboard

Nasty
Dirty little bitch, I'm a bastard
You messing with the mob
When all my brothers are gangsters
In this pond I'm the don, I'm a boss
Little fish to this mic, I'm a god, but I live my life in sin

[Chorus]
City, I think I just blew another milli
If you wanna play dumb, we can go and get silly
I'ma pop another pillie, I'ma hit it till I'm dizzy
I don't really give a fuck about the itty bitty titty committee
You wanna bet your life away on lip
I'll spit a chip, I'm quick to flip a mood
I'll double down put this poker to your face
You little bitch this house

[Outro]
I think I drive a milli
If you wanna play du-dumb, we get silly
Pop another pi-pillie, till I'm dizzy
Really give a fu-fuck with bittie-bi-bit-bits
You wanna bet yo' life-life
I'll spit a chi-chip, I'll flip a mood
I'll double do-down, put it to your f-f-f-
You little bitch, this house will never lose

SIN CITY

written/recorded/mixed/mastered by MOSSBACK

Please no one notice me
I learned to love monotony
Hangdog at the front of the line
Beacon of democracy
Plain is how I ought to be
Patient til lobotomy time

Living in a world
Thats more askew than alive
Maybe I got lost along the way
Thats okay

Wanna struggle with the alligators in the mud
Wanna struggle with the alligators in the mud
Wanna struggle with the alligators in the mud
Singing harmonies with my pack like a bone thug

Wanna struggle with the alligators in the mud
Wanna struggle with the alligators in the mud
Wanna struggle with the alligators in the mud
Singing harmonies with my pack like a bone thug

Beaming from the center of the earth
Its so real
Wanna struggle with the alligators in the mud
Wanna struggle with the alligators in the mud
Pushin thirty
You're still learning
What it means to feel
Wanna struggle with the alligators in the mud
Wanna struggle with the alligators in the mud

Please no one notice me
I learned to love monotony
Hangdog at the front of the line
Beacon of democracy
Plain is how I ought to be
Patient til lobotomy time

HANGDOG

Lyrics:

Tommy Vercetti 
Roll up in that red chevy
Hit em with the Danny Trejo,
That’s my Machete
I leave ya guts leaking out your body like some spaghetti 
Hail Mary, pray for ‘em
I don’t think that they ready for this!
Aye you know you done fucked up, right?
Ring the alarms
Cos the DAEGHO the don 
Causing a ruckus, uh!
Running amuck
Welcome to armageddon
Oh yes, I mean every harm
Y'all manipulated like puppets   
By these motherfuckers kicking it in parliament office
So now I’m
Running through the jungle
Broke my leash just like an animal
Don’t get up in my way 
I’ll slap the teeth right out your mandible
I know my flow too hot
But that's something I can’t help lil bro 
I’m spitting way too much Fuego
Yeah young DAEGHO way too flammable 
Fuck around, you’ll meet the reaper
If you step in my area
Repercussion, misdemeanor 
Oh my god!
I might be um pouco loco
Trust my hunch, no Quasimodo
Lone wolf, I was born a Lobo
Fuck you thought?
I don't waste no time 
When there's murder on my mind 
Keep that 30 on me, quickdraw 
I submerge him in the fire 
Ain't no blur between these lines 
I watch him burn until he fry 
Put him in a fucking urn and then we hurl him in the sky, uh!
Retribution, restitution
This the Outcast revolution
Free your mind from the illusion 
Kill corruption and collusion
Deceiving you from the news
Believing the anti truth
Ain’t no freedom in sight
Propaganda leave you blind 
Wha uh uh uh oh


Aye aye aye
Yuh, tell me will it ever get better or will I just go in circles
I think I’m going nonverbal
My brain keep spazzing out 
Tell me will I suffer forever
I keep on leaping these hurdles 
But still keep tripping in dirt 
Will my pain be lasting now
For the rest of my life
Everybody wanna see me in a ditch, alright
That’s why I walk with a knife
I could never even trust once, so I gotta think twice
All I want is my peace
Sometimes I feel like I cannot breathe
I ain’t feeling no ease
People wanna be the one I want, but they not who I need
Architect of light, but I’m coming from the darkness
Ones who don’t even know a thing about me gon’ talk shit
Hard to be my friend when I know I truly scare you
Hard to speak my mind when I feel I need to prepare you
Fuck them eggshells, I’m a walking landmine
Inner peace or relief for some reason I can’t find
I been looking all around and everybody fucking sucks
I won’t give you none of my time if you undeserving of my trust
It would be nice for a second
If I could catch my breath and
Stop thinking about how death can
Take us from off this planet
I wish I was different
But I’m so fucking twisted
I used to not be this fucked up, I kinda fucking miss it

ARMAGEDDON

ARMAGEDDON w/ ETHAN ROSS 🏴‍☠️Prod. LOXXANI 🏴‍☠️

Stream: https://hypeddit.com/nikkodaegholuga/aha-aha
@daegho

Lyrics:

[NIKKO]
AHA!
Boy we laughing at you stupid fucks
AHA!
To the bank with all my fucking bucks 
That’s that guala, guala 
Roll em up, grabba 
Put holes in em grr-aa-tta
Damn right, we hot lava

[DAEGHO]
Creeping up outta the underground
Bitch I did this shit off my own sound
Motherfuckers tryna claim our crown
Got everybody claiming Outcast now
Let me make it clear to you
Let me make it real
I could gut ‘em like some fish and leave em wheezing out their gills
I’m a loco omnipotent killer
I’m the one to fear
What the fuck is competition 
When I’m the only one here?
So bitch the shut the fuck up
You’ll never be one of us
I know you bothered that
You can’t possibly copy, or pop off like any of us
Leave your carcass
Rotting in the darkness, regardless
It’s so hilarious when motherfuckers think they’re in the same conversation as us 

[NIKKO]
AHA!
Boy we laughing at you stupid fucks
AHA!
To the bank with all my fucking bucks 
That’s that guala, guala 
Roll em up, grabba 
Put holes in em grr-aa-tta
Damn right, we hot lava 

[NIKKO]
Yeah I started, broke and retarded 
Now I’m on it and regarded, something a god is
We both got dicks but I’m the hardest yuh 
Wait hold up pause it 
All this money need deposit yuh
Like what’s a wallet?
Fuckers soft and in the closet 
Like a jacket or a cardigan 
I’m in your hood regardless

[DAEGHO]
Umm like whats the problem?
Trust I’m gonna solve it
Got two choppers up
Like I got dual helicopters
Commando crawl through the system camouflaged, undercover
Only option?
Bodybag suckers
And leave em under covers 

[NIKKO]
Yeah 
What would you sacrifice?
I would go to war 
Go to hell 
And lose my fucking life
I wouldn’t do it once 
I’d do it twice 
Watch you get stabbed up with this knife 
And the way it’s raining blood 
I just might dance with em tonight  
Yeah

AHA!
Boy we laughing at you stupid fucks
AHA!
To the bank with all my fucking bucks 
That’s that guala, guala 
Roll em up, grabba 
Put holes in em grr-aa-tta
Damn right, we hot lava

AHA!

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