JVSONDELL X WITHERMANE-Whisper from the man downstairs (prod.itchymane)

Produced by me

Lyrics:

Feel this presence come around
You hearin whispers in yo head
Risin up from undaground 
It's tha army of tha dead
You will not forget tha sound
You can't escape tha sense of dread
Once tha voices get too loud
You might paint yo walls red

There's a demon hidin under yo bed
And tha best part is that you don't even know yet
You thought your wife's screamin was just tourettes
For months you have ignored a serious threat

Creepin deep inside tha mist
In human form I don't exist
I don't fear no exorcist
I will make you slit yo wrists

There's so many muthafuckaz that must be placed in graves
For an eternity, they won't come come back another day
This must happen now, it cannot be delayed
Corrupt cops and politicians, bout time they fuckin pay
Consider this a sacrifice to make tha world a betta place
With 'em dickheads gone we will all see betta days
No more people will be victims of their evil ways
Finally we'd live in peace, most problems would be erased

Fuck stupid ass trends, I live my life tha way I want
I will not pretend to tolerate you cunts
They want us all dead, you can't trust no one 
So if I meet my end, you'll know by who it was done

Unmarked Graves

Produced by me

Lyrics:

Come fuck around and you gon find out
That it's murderous shit that I'm all about
Smokin dat loud and runnin yo mouth
I'm smokin you, if see you fuckin snout

Fuck wit me and you'll hang from a rope
Can't stand people tellin me that I should go and vote
Who ya voting for, if they all just snort coke
Shit won't improve till their heads roll down a slope

Talkin shit behind my back, oh it's just gettin betta 
Tryna get away with it, you think I'll really let ya?
Well I think different, when I load tha beretta
Yo time's runnin out, so write yo final letter

Cock back, shoot and kill to make yo body colder
Leave ya laying flat like you've been crushed by a boulder
You couldn't stop talkin, so now you got folded
Dead on tha ground, bug-infested and bloated

Ain't no escape from tha handz of this killa
Don't have a soul, I'm a ruthless blood spilla
Causing chaos and destruction like tha godzilla
It's Death Whisperer, tha disembodied voice, tha soul stealer

Homicide Note

Produced by me

Lyrics:

I wake up, it's just another day
But the only thing I feel is fear
Seems like happiness faded away
It feels like tha end is near
I have thoughts that are not mine
On my neck I feel someones breath
Dark outside, tha sun don't shine
And I feel tha presence of death

I start hearin voices callin me into tha woods
They try to tell me, that their intentions are good
I know I shouldn't go, but I can't control my feet
Those demons possessed me, with them I can't compete

After walkin for a while tha woods get really dark
All the bugs start crawlin higher and trees start sheddin bark
Finally I stop in front of three empty graves
The one in tha middle has a stone with my name

Now a cult surrounds me and starts praying to their god
They start speakin latin and tha graves fill up with blood
I try to run from 'em, but I dont make it far
They catch up to me and put a stake into my heart

Schizophrenia

Produced by me

Lyrics:

Say what you say
I don't really give a fuck
See 'em run away
When I'm yellin fuck 'em up
I don't play no games
So yo ass betta duck
Undaground ya will lay
If you try to test yo luck

I'm so sick and tired of these pussies complainin bout how they're so lonely and their muthafuckin life ain't shit
Well maybe try to leave yo house sometimes, of course ya life sucks, when you ain't even livin it

Can't stand a foo that be cryin like a hoe
How you so weak, that you need pills to cope
Thinkin you cool, when all you do is smoke dope
Tie bricks to ya feet and jump off a boat

I just fuckin hate, when people can't realize
That they're tha fuckin problem, but still they act surprised
Everything I said, I mean it, I ain't speakin lies
It's Death Whisperer, bitch, ya betta recognize

NBA (Nothin But Anna)

Produced by me

Lyrics:

Let me tell you sum, that most don't realize
The people that control us are power-hungry pedophiles
Politics are fucked, come and see with yo own eyes
Takin money from us is their muthafuckin exercise

They watch people starve and they feel no emotion
I want 'em to prove, how taxes ain't extortion

Actin like it's paradise, while we're sinkin in a hole
They are just parasites, that wanna eat flesh off our bones

Our governments are fuckin us
All politicians the same
They want reign
Of terror and everyone that's against them slain
The news are sum we can't trust
Look what they're saying
Use yo brain
To understand, what is real and what is fake

Watch who ya fuckin wit 
Go run and hide
Or you gon die 
You betta think before tell these dumbass lies
Yo life don't mean shit to me
Bullets gon fly
So step aside
If yo ass wanna make it out this place alive

Parasite City

Produced by me

Lyrics:

This tha night of tha demons
All of their victims, hear 'em screamin
As they're being dragged into tha pits
Under tha full moon
Ever since I started breathin
I have neva been believin
None of this jesus bullshit
Fuck everyone who still thinks it's cool

Wake up in a grave
Crawl out as remains
Just a regular day
Don't care what you say
Fade into a craze
Memory erased
Hellfire in my veins 
I'm fuckin insane
Walk in tha blood rain
Walls covered with brains
I hallucinate
Demons full of hate
Cemetery gates
Tha place where I wait
To be fuckin slain
Bout time I decayed

Unmarked Graves

Death Whisperer

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