CASKETS AS COFFERS
@CoaastGxd and @ Netuhbeats
mixed by @netuhbeats
Art by Halo blaack

lyrics
All I can see is.
RED RED RED
All I can see is.
RED RED RED
All I see is red in my head
Blood that I could bleed or that I bled
Fed into the coffers of the dead
RED. RED. RED
All I can see is.
RED RED RED
All I can see is.
RED RED RED
All I see is red in my head
Blood that I could bleed or that I bled
Fed into the coffers of the dead
RED RED RED

I been lurking in the mud
I been fucking like a heathen 
Bathe in buckets of the blood
Steady fucking on a Sunday
Maybe one day you could pull up but you're never gonna run game
It's just us, dog
You could fall one-way ticket to the ground
Un-found under the runway
Duck down under gun spray
Splat with a death ray
All that's left is a bloodstain
Gonna take and break you
Like a model I done made you
Go and say a little prayer there aint no savior in the headlights
The bones are broken and I'm open to the rope but maybe opening your throats a better use for the chain vice
I can't help it if I think you're funny when you're dead
Trying hard not to smile when I see red
I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can't understand what I mean? Well you soon will
All I can see is
RED RED RED RED RED RED RED 
All I can see is
RED RED RED RED RED  RED RED

Caskets as Coffers

Caskets as Coffers [Prod. Netuh}

PRODUCED BY WHOSTEENO (@postedinjapan)
MIXED BY TUMAGGZ & SALIVA GREY

JMattson:
Waistin away every day I decay 
all my pages are frayed and I’m faded 
that’s around the clock yuh around the clock yuh
Aim at ya face with the blade catchin fades 
imma say I’m okay but I ain’t 
and It won’t ever stop yuh won't evre stop yuh
Slavin away for the minimum wage 
im in pain and I ache tryna scape 
from this mofuckin spot yuh mufuckin spot yuh
Razor blade j on the way I don’t play 
never safe better pray for the day 
that I slip and get caught yuh
Who woulda thought yuh 
Don’t know who I am really anymore 
Every mothafucking day I be hittin dro 
And I think I needa quit it 
I really been too dependent when I’m stressing 
but I can’t wait I mean I won’t 
Looking mothafuckin dead like I seen a ghost 
In my mothafuckin head where I be the most 
Ain’t a mothafucka dare to get even close 
Feel a spirit in the air and I be the host 
little bitch I,
Ride around the city with the blade tucked 
I don’t time for you fake fucks
Shorty stained my hoodie wit her makeup 
Bitch I get high like way up 
Waistin away every day I decay 
all my pages are frayed and I’m faded 
that’s around the clock yuh around the clock yuh
Aim at ya face with the blade catchin fades 
imma say I’m okay but I ain’t 
and It won’t ever stop yuh won't ever stop yuh

Sally G:
Predestination don’t fuck wit my fate 
i hate everything bout my life but at least 
I be on top yeah I be on top yeah
Finally made it but steadily draining 
this negative feeling can’t never conceal it 
I’m done yeah, Grey be so done yeah
Te Te Tears on my fuckin face
Every single god damn motherfucking day
Ain’t a single morning that I wanna be awake
I just wanna sit around I wanna fucking wait
For nothing to happen i stare at the map and I think of elaborate way for me to vanish
away and Abandon my life And eradicate evidence I was a part of this planet im so fucking done
Living my present the past uh
Sickening how I just act uh 
Like everything ain’t all bad
Mental Grey not white or black
Feelings can’t stay in the back
Why can’t I keep on the mask?
Clock I wish I could turn back
So I just waste imma drag

blckbrd:
I don’t recognize my reflection, 
I can’t reconcile my mistakes with the bathroom tile 
Delete memories I don’t need cus I feel like it’s harder for me to 
fucking crack a smile 
Deplete Serotonin I know that the hole that I dug 
go down to at least ten miles
Please validate me, the music will save me 
if somebody pay me to act this vile 
Hocus pocus 
Smoke and mirrors 
Swarms of locusts 
Growth but I still choke on fear 
The hopeless years broke the wheel, 
So if this slope can hold, I only hope to steer 
Van Gogh’d both my ears
I been noticed 
Is that all I wanted, where I go from here? 
Headlights hope for deer 
I’m never gon forget 
Back when they laughed at me 
Now I got no laments 
Talk like you that to me
I gotta cope with stress 
I got a lap to beat 
We gon be toe to neck 
They would take a bet against me if the margin  good 
I can hit nails, first step is to mark the wood 
— Shoulders carry way too much 
The weight should buckle me but i still run amok 
I’m mud from muck, I must survive 
I walked this road a hundred times 
They want you dead, Don’t trust the lines 
Don’t tell me you feel or relate to me, 
we not the same, cus if you were me you wouldn’t wanna be right, yeah 
right yeah 
Whiskey and coke, I’ma sip til I’m slow 
just to process the trauma I’ve gotten from this side of life yeah 
life yeah

AROUND THE CLOCK (feat. Saliva Grey & blckbrd) [Prod. whosteeno]

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Written and produced by Gullyspit

Lyrics coming soon

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SKELETON CODE (feat. Witchouse 40k)

This song was recorded after being summoned from the flames in a haunted forrest by 3 Wiccan Witches.
Music Visuals https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x7sycTVpQAA

Production by https://soundcloud.com/unicornwaves
https://twitter.com/TheUnicornWaves

Model : Christina Shokripour 
IG: Tyedyeslushie

Engineering by Crispy
IG: Chrispyssounds

Wiccan (Prod. By Unicorn Waves) Visuals in description

Days of Rage:

Main Artists : Jae Alaska , @nastiitaxii
Production by : @nastiitaxii , @amertm , @dantegrey
Featuring: @83hades @lefthandluck
Artwork by @teebry

Lyrics:

Verse 1: Na$tii

seven bodies and I ain’t fucking with carbon copies 
slanging Bobby and catch u slipping inside the lobby 
you ain’t solid ya hands shaking from all the molly 
if you bout get shooting bitch like where the tommy 
lighting roaches til my fingers burning 
you ain’t slanging that 9-5 u been working
y u capping lil pussy y u been chirpin
fuck a rat I ain’t even touching u vermin
fucking certain 
you ain’t ever feeling like I feel
Im pressing up these pills I don’t know what the fuck is real
hit him w the blade we call that boy a man of steel
leave him floating with his body spinning like a wheel 

I don’t really wanna die 
but I got razors on my mind 
I got pills up in my system I got pain behind my eyes
go inside 
external access been denied 
pushing the blade in like a piston
lungs is blacker than the night 

crucifix is heavy I might let it fall
thats word to Malcom like the snowflakes 
falling on my debt card
thinking you a saviour 
bitch don’t get involved 
it’s not a question 
imma let it off 
lighter fluid on the paper
ethanol gets turn to vapor 
what’s that knocking 
grab the iron 
ion care if it’s the neighbour 
you in danger 
smell of powder in the chamber 
got me plotting masochistic I’m pressed 
no detonator

Tomb - Jae Alaska X Na$tii

Lyrics:

Sinizter:
Catch him while he sleepin' with the sweeper, make his bedrock/
Choppa shoot a hunnid, now he dancin' like it's black swan/
30 mag unload it to his dome and now he SHELLSHOCKED/
Blood up on my boots, I did my time up in the sandbox/
Catch him while he sleepin' with the sweeper, make his bedrock/
Choppa shoot a hunnid, now he dancin' like it's black swan/
30 mag unload it to his dome and now he SHELLSHOCKED/
Blood up on my boots, I did my time up in the sandbox/

Sinizter:
Aye bitch I kick in your door, and then I run in ya house/
I got yo life in my hands, with that glock in yo mouth/
You always talkin' real hot, 'til yo brains get blown out/
I put yo ass on the news, you think you famous got clout/
Yeah/
Let the games begin I never made amends/ 
With these pussy rappers trying to shake my hand/ 
Ammo on repeat you feel the heat again/ 
Ammo on repeat you feel the heat again/
I'm on a mission I keep my distance/
You need attention crying and bitching/ 
You end up missing head on collision/ 
Split your wig motherfucka split decision...GO!/

Sinizter:
Catch him while he sleepin' with the sweeper, make his bedrock/
Choppa shoot a hunnid, now he dancin' like it's black swan/
30 mag unload it to his dome and now he SHELLSHOCKED/
Blood up on my boots, I did my time up in the sandbox/
Catch him while he sleepin' with the sweeper, make his bedrock/
Choppa shoot a hunnid, now he dancin' like it's black swan/
30 mag unload it to his dome and now he SHELLSHOCKED/
Blood up on my boots, I did my time up in the sandbox/

Kxllswxtch:
I put one foot on his jaw and then I break down his spirit/
Get your brains smeared on the wall fuck up and change his appearance/
Go spit your teeth (on the pavement/
Go say your grace (it get dangerous/
There ain’t no hope for me dawg I’m god's worst living creation/
Tip toe inside your crib/
Tie up your wife and kids/
Hacksaw up to his neck/
His head get chopped off swift/
AR gon rip him to shreds/
Just like destructo disk/
Go head and fight your friends and dump them off that bridge/

Sinizter:
Catch him while he sleepin' with the sweeper, make his bedrock/
Choppa shoot a hunnid, now he dancin' like it's black swan/
30 mag unload it to his dome and now he SHELLSHOCKED/
Blood up on my boots, I did my time up in the sandbox/
Catch him while he sleepin' with the sweeper, make his bedrock/
Choppa shoot a hunnid, now he dancin' like it's black swan/
30 mag unload it to his dome and now he SHELLSHOCKED/
Blood up on my boots, I did my time up in the sandbox/

SKELETON CODE (feat. Witchouse 40k)

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