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GARDEN

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.)

JARED GOFF

BLAZIKEN

DEVIL ON MY SHOULDER

Prod. nightrdd, skinnyDRAG, 33marrow
Mixed by 33marrow
Cover art: Karnation Carnage

LYRICS:

Welcome to my hometown
This a Haunted place
Blood-stained visions in this solemn state
I slowly hold out for the darkest days
Devil on my shoulder

I’m on the road now, but I lost my way
Two step hoppin’ out a hollow grave
I take my soul out, let my body break
Devil on my shoulder

Heartbeats racing
I’m shaking, cursed to be cold
My bones decaying, I can take it, breaking
Lord save my soul
I lie awake in these places where nobody goes
I can’t escape from what I’m chasin’, angels ain’t dyin’ slow

I don’t see no revelations in this place of old
I have dreams of fallen faces, on this vacant road
Silent scenes of desperation, separation, gone
I can’t een escape this place through the pain I chose

Pour my soul down the drain, a lil whiskey when it’s cold out
Broken bones show my veins, body buried in my hometown
I been floatin’ away, and I ain’t never gonna slow down 
Locked alone in my grave, but 40 copin’ with the ghost sounds

What what
I’ve got bugs up in the brain now
Sleepy hollow dungeon, wipe the rust up off my chains
Stomping through the mud, I searched for sun but saw the rain
Now I’m talkin’ wit my demons, I got blood up on my fangs
Battle scars up on me, all my problems out the bottom
Lucid when I wander, follow tracks until I lost em
Haunted
Liquor in my cup, until I vomit
Wicked off the toxic stuff, I could never stop it

Hoppin’ out the gutter,I’m a dog in da cold
I’m scratching fleas up off the collar, ‘till my body erodes
(CLICK CLACK)
No flesh, i could rot to the bone
That muhfucka in a coffin, buried lost and alone
I often comatose ‘em, choke your throat, fully smoke ‘em, float with ghosts
Skully get to splitting, i ain’t miss em, ‘till I overdosed
I roll your body, lace it up and snort the overflow
Nothing last forever, I’m soldier with a broken soul

Hope to float
Slowly came up out the fuckin’ cold with it
Ill take your body to the grave, and leave a ghost in it
Bones rigid, broken on the floor Im shown my own limits  
Home spinnin’
Smoke up in my veins gon leave my soul tinted
Hollow wicked blood up in my veins
Nose drippin’, spin around the block to cause decay 
I could take your pain, crush it, wash it all away
Keep this .40 on my waist, cock it back and let it bang

My bodies shakin’, feel awake when I decay on the floor
My veins are vacant, dragon chasing, ride the waves of the storm
I fade away, it’s always raining, flow like 
My lows are painless, if I make it know I’m achin’ for more

Welcome to my hometown
This a Haunted place
Blood-stained visions in this solemn state
I slowly hold out for the darkest days
Devil on my shoulder

I’m on the road now, but I lost my way
Two step hoppin’ out a hollow grave
I take my soul out, let my body break
Devil on my shoulder

Heartbeats racing
I’m shaking, cursed to be cold
My bones decaying, I can take it, breaking
Lord save my soul
I lie awake in these places where nobody goes
I can’t escape from what I’m chasin’, angels ain’t dyin’ slow

DEVIL ON MY SHOULDER

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Witchouse 40k - SKULLY (Official Video) Dir. KING ZABB
HHM 747 T R A S H
M/V: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BEMI33sShx4

(Hook)
Pullup I’m leavin em pocketless,
I keep a Glock in the rocket ship
I get the cash and ain’t gon deposit it
Open his coffin I’m robbin it
I shoot em up cuz we not gonna politic
I get the pussy and slaughter it
I ain’t no rookie I’m rounding up novices
I’m castin the shadow they followin 
Forty up on my wrist,
I don’t wanna call my bitch,
Find me in the cold wit the bloods, and the ghosts, and da crips
Fucking wit the gang, then you better not slip
*Roof*
I been outta range, y’all miss
Take em for his name, now your body in abyss
Hand up on your chain, saying I been getting rich now
I ain’t ever playing, hellfire in the clip
*Blech*
(Verse)
Pull-up I’m takin yo chain away, he want favor I’m makin em pay me
Said he gon fade me, I’m making em fade away
I send a shot at the op by daily/
From the trenches, 40k wita rocket
I keep it on me I ain’t ever gon lack 
Yeah you got a gun, but never gon pop it
Im sendin a shot leave some holes in his back
Yuh aye
I’m in the city, lil bish Imma pull up and shoot up yo block 
You cannot get me, i tag em, they toes looking heavy, I’m leavin a trap where they walk
51/50 I came wita beam on the bottom, I see em and shoot em a lot
You ain’t no gangsta, lil bish you a pussy, you talking but never gon shoot at your ops/
Taking your chain away
Causin a homicide
Talk on my name, and he talk like he wanna die
Glock with a blade, now my heater is cauterized
He levitating, I’m leavin em petrified/
I flip a check that I cannot deposit
Im never gon talk less we talkin wit straps
I’m never gon lack, 
If I’m on the block alone bitch you know I Keep that Glock in my bag
*Blech*
Pullup I’m leavin em pocketless,
I keep a Glock in the rocket ship
I get the cash and ain’t gon deposit it
Open his coffin I’m robbin it
I shoot em up cuz we not gonna politic
I get the pussy and slaughter it
I ain’t no rookie I’m rounding up novices
I’m castin the shadow they followin 
Forty up on my wrist,
I don’t wanna call my bitch,
Find me in the cold wit the bloods, and the ghosts, and da crips
Fucking wit the gang, then you better not slip
*Roof*
I been outta range, y’all miss
Take em for his name, now your body in abyss
Hand up on your chain, saying I been getting rich now
I ain’t ever playing, hellfire in the clip
*Blech

SKULLY (prod. VENXM) (Video in Desc.)

LORD OF LONLINESS
GREYFIVENINE
F.T.P
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SCHEMAPOSSE
666
C17

Baptized In A Vat Of Acid

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