let the snow begin to melt and the old demons will awake

Patty Wack (prod Jake OHM)

lyrics:

Boy ive been a scout tying ties and selling cookies
I got heavy D on me so no these hoes ain't ever shook me
C-C-Caving in his face until his tissue getting gushy
They wont ever show up say they fucking sick but playing hooky
Pussy looking minty just might send to PSA
Oppositions getting close but do not know whats all at stake
I could take your life and do the time lil bitch ill be okay
Counters active by the masses cross the line boy you ain't safe

Kick the bucket
Its always something
I tried dying chugging bleach but it did fucking nothing
Think i needa get a nut in
My anger bussing
Take her down into my dungeon
And do the the fucking

He was messing with my capital we put him in a casserole
Big rocks load the catapult we knocking down your castle hoe
Do not call my telephone no service in the CATACOMBS
I cant stand that bitch i fucked her once and then i had to go

Labels schedule meetings i don't ever show my face
I'm too busy over seas she want the dick like s'il te plaît
Stupid fucks just want a buck that i wont ever give away
A&Rs are served for dinner salty contracts add to taste

Talking all that shit now that's some shit i'm sick of
I been gone over a year and my ass still the shit bruh
Sneaky in my silence got some flesh to rip up
Draco drank too much blood now it got the hiccups

Boy ive been a scout tying ties and selling cookies
I got heavy D on me so no these hoes ain't ever shook me
C-C-Caving in his face until his tissue getting gushy
They wont ever show up say they fucking sick but playing hooky
Pussy looking minty just might send to PSA
Oppositions getting close but do not know whats all at stake
I could take your life and do the time lil bitch ill be okay
Counters active by the masses cross the line boy you ain't safe

Boy ive been a scout tying ties and selling cookies
I got heavy D on me so no these hoes ain't ever shook me
C-C-Caving in his face until his tissue getting gushy
They wont ever show up say they fucking sick but playing hooky
Pussy looking minty just might send to PSA
Oppositions getting close but do not know whats all at stake
I could take your life and do the time lil bitch ill be okay
Counters active by the masses cross the line boy you ain't safe

Spotify

CATACOMBS! (prod. Deademane x ³³marrow)

Balancing my life
Is on a wire
Stuck inside my lows
Aint getting higher
I dont wanna die
But whens it my turn
Look up at the sky
Until my eyes burn
Hands around your throat
but this aint for play
Imma ruin everything about you in the worse way
Chalk em up and screech it out you caught me on my worse day
I can tell she want it but baby youre not my forte

I dont think you understand the trouble you in
33 been dragging bodies out the cellar again
And really lately my mental state hasnt been on its bestest
Pulled the chain a little too hard now her body is headless
Oh dear what a shame
But who really needs a brain?
Walk around like you aint got one everyone is here to blame
Cant escape me bitch no matter how far you go
I can track your scent like im a dog in a grove

Balancing my life
Is on a wire
Stuck inside my lows
Aint getting higher
I dont wanna die
But whens it my turn
Look up at the sky
Until my eyes burn
Hands around your throat
but this aint for play
Imma ruin everything about you in the worse way
Chalk em up and screech it out you caught me on my worse day
I can tell she want it but baby youre not my forte

Lost inside yourself its like you fucks never listened
Told your ass to watch your back or you might end up missing
Tell me how it feels
Living nightmare shit is real
You cant run from me forever bitch im nipping at your heals
Look bitch! save yourself the exhaustion
Let me drag you cross the forest to my cellar and lock it
You like that! lets make you feel how i felt
Buried underneath the surface still alive with no bell

Look bitch save yourself the exhaustion
Look bitch save yourself the exhaustion

Balancing my life
Is on a wire
Stuck inside my lows
Aint getting higher
I dont wanna die
But whens it my turn
Look up at the sky
Until my eyes burn
Hands around your throat
but this aint for play
Imma ruin everything about you in the worse way
Chalk em up and screech it out you caught me on my worse day
I can tell she want it but baby youre not my forte

spotify

GauzeValley (prod. ³³marrow)

Pain (prod. Luga)

lyrics:

Ok the Black Force One here to send him to the dentist with a AK
Now we in the villa with them niggas screamin gang, gang, gang
Independent, non-affiliate with you lamebrains
Send em, I deliver with the pendant on my chain, chain, chain
I got bodies in the basement
Pistol do karate, leave his body with a facelift
Don't know why he talkin, watch me cut him with a razor
I been feelin godly and nobody finna say shit, face it

I could spaz on the beat, then repeat and replace
I could bash out your teeth, put the heat to your face
I could thrash, I could scream, I could leave in a rage
I get mad, I can't breathe til a beam in your face
I could huh
I know when I'm outta straights, hit em with a hook
I don't wanna conversate, am I understood?
Y'all don't wanna bother me, I'ma throw the book
Got you shook by a look
Man I wish a nigga-

Pull up in the 7-11 and send lil buddy to heaven
The AR, Glock in my pocket, a pump if he the McLovin
I leave him stiffy when they not around and gut him for that bullshit
I knock him at the party then I end it with a full clip

Fucked up
Bitch I can't be asked shit when I pull up
I'm trippin off the acid and a full cup
I stumble when I'm walkin, bitch the world spinnin
Hold up, is the world ending?
All I know is run from that motherfucker walking and gunnin
And I don't talk slow
Nauseous when the shrooms is kicking my ass, awful
I don't mean brag but bitch I think you an asshole, so I let my bag show

I said run
From my gun
Bought it at the pool and I cut him havin fun, bitch
I like violence like Mike Tyson
If he act a fool then put needles through his eyelids
Oh shit
I can't see a thing
All these motherfuckers, they don't want me til I scream
Oh you really fucking with me?
What the fuck you mean, hoe?
I don't like nobody, so I gotta let that beam glow

Ok the Black Force One here to send him to the dentist with a AK
Now we in the villa with them niggas screamin gang, gang, gang
Independent, non-affiliate with you lamebrains
Send em, I deliver with the pendant on my chain, chain, chain
I got bodies in the basement
Pistol do karate, leave his body with a facelift
Don't know why he talkin, watch me cut him with a razor
I been feelin godly and nobody finna say shit, face it

I could spaz on the beat, then repeat and replace
I could bash out your teeth, put the heat to your face
I could thrash, I could scream, I could leave in a rage
I get mad, I can't breathe til a beam in your face
I could huh
I know when I'm outta straights, hit em with a hook
I don't wanna conversate, am I understood?
Y'all don't wanna bother me, I'ma throw the book
Got you shook by a look
Man I wish a nigga would

out on all platforms

synthetik [feat. mercykill] (prod. mercykill)

lyrics:

I keep my knives on deck
Choppin shit like I'm Miyagi
Couple pistols off the hip
Them bitches stingin like they Ali
Oh that's
Wet
We squeezing blicks off Kawasakis
Keep the stick concealed for sorry, simple niggas tryin to rob me
I'm in godmode
I be servin grief clips
I think I'm Picasso
How I leave his teeth bent
How am I gonna ride slow?
I just wanna speed blitz
Shawty get it poppin, autopilot on her freak shit

And if that nigga wanna dead it, come and find me
Lethal measures if he talkin
Summon up an Autobot
My lethal weapon get to sparkin
Oh that's
Wet!
He not a threat he just a target
Knock him off and stomp him out
He outta breath and outta profit

And I'm rippin the friend of my enemy huh
He dead if he in the vicinity huh
I'm grippin the stick to eliminate
Couple of deaths and my pistol will levitate huh
I drill em, my venom eliminate
Blood on my blade, I be killin to medicate
Outta my way fore your head on my dinner plate
Dug up a grave, I got hoes to incinerate huh

I keep my knives on deck
Choppin shit like I'm Miyagi
Couple pistols off the hip
Them bitches stingin like they Ali
Oh that's
Wet
We squeezing blicks off Kawasakis
Keep the stick concealed for sorry, simple niggas tryin to rob me
I'm in godmode
I be servin grief clips
I think I'm Picasso
How I leave his teeth bent
How am I gonna ride slow?
I just wanna speed blitz
Shawty get it poppin, autopilot on her freak shit

I keep my knives on deck
Choppin shit like I'm Miyagi
Couple pistols off the hip
Them bitches stingin like they Ali
Oh that's
Wet
We squeezing blicks off Kawasakis
Keep the stick concealed for sorry, simple niggas tryin to rob me

graveyard waltz (prod. adjacen7)

lyrics:

Cryogenic all my pieces
Hollows popping through the chrome
Lava leaking from my body
Probly rotten to the bone
Nah I'm not fuckin with you leeches
Probly caught him at the store
That chopper spit bout 30 rounds
Now watch his body leave his soul

My flow enhancing
That boy just rancid
I told my mans
That my plans is to blow finances
And hella bandses
My tan Sig get so romantic
She got to chanting
And BLAM! bitch
It's underhanded
He lost a damn limb

I'm god again
Paint that wall again
Crank that bat and break his jaw again
So now that motherfucker cannot yawn again
I'm Spartacus
Sending DOOT! DOOT! DOOT! DOOT! through your cardigan
If I don't get what's mine then I might let these hollows off again, and...

Put a cap in his ass
Feel the wrath
I'ma drag to the back of house
Put a stack on X'ing him out
If a man wanna fuck with mine
Laugh at him now
Hit a nigga, put a rag in his mouth
I don't really think of asking twice
Blast and I'm out, what a god damn ass of a clown
Cut a fucker then I dug a ditch
Cuz I never knew another motherfucker
Wanna gut a motherfucker much as Rezzy
I'm in love with this

Cryogenic all my pieces
Hollows popping through the chrome
Lava leaking from my body
Probly rotten to the bone
Nah I'm not fuckin with you leeches
Probly caught him at the store
That chopper spit bout 30 rounds
Now watch his body leave his soul

My flow enhancing
That boy just rancid
I told my mans
That my plans is to blow finances
And hella bandses
My tan Sig get so romantic
She got to chanting
And BLAM! bitch
It's underhanded
He lost a damn limb

I'm god again
Paint that wall again
Crank that bat and break his jaw again
So now that motherfucker cannot yawn again
I'm Spartacus
Sending DOOT! DOOT! DOOT! DOOT! through your cardigan
If I don't get what's mine then I might let these hollows off again, and...

a cold day in hell (prod. adjacen7)

GENOCIDE! w/ SAUSH x KILLDYLL (prod. Bumboi)

NOT ENOUGH MANA

amv: [https://youtu.be/MQvFsf_nj2Y]

lyrics:
Bitch, I'm getting jiggy with the clip
It got a lean on it
Helicopter chopping with the choppa
Got a beam on it
Why you causing problems with the god?
I'm bout to scheme on him
Got em out of pocket
Cut his spleen open
Cream soda pouring on the rocks
It got me bopping, bout to speed over
Rolling down your block
Ain't bout to talk, I got the heat poking
BOW! BOW!
Hit his top and now I'm reloading
Chopping up the body
Hit the party cuz I'm preforming
Wait, I meant I'll perform, I got the bomb with it
Bitch him now he out of his form, I got his heart skipping
I got addiction to harm and I'm a dog nigga
Pistol stick him right in his jaw, I let him spar with it
Big dog barking off rip, keep the shells hot
Sinning like a winner
Master Splinter leave ya shell shocked
Hot piss on your coffin, drag the mailbox
Thinking bout dissing?
Imma stop him in his trail
Hot damn

Heat it up
Now watch me beat it up
Heat it up
Now watch me beat it up
Heat it up
Now watch me beat it up
Heat it up
Now watch me beat it up
Pistol in the club
I'm walking out, I got the Nina tucked
You got a problem come and solve it or don't bring it up
Lil shawty saw me at the mall, she trying to eat it up
Hopping out and popping at your squad because they weak as fuck

Bitch, I'm getting jiggy with the clip
It got a lean on it
Helicopter chopping with the choppa
Got a beam on it
Why you causing problems with the god?
I'm bout to scheme on him
Got em out of pocket
Cut his spleen open
Cream soda pouring on the rocks
It got me bopping, bout to speed over
Rollin down your block
Ain't bout to talk, I got the heat poking
BOW! BOW!
Hit his top and now I'm reloading
Chopping up the body
Hit the party cuz I'm...

I'm bout that dough shit, I think he on that hoe shit (Oh no)
I lock and load, getting jiggy with that pole stick (Fo sho)
I'm bout to roll, shit get sticky, I'm corrosive (Low blow)
I caught a soul, stick extended, no emotion
Big extendo leave a stain
I crescendo with the blades
Hot as ever, see the devil when you step inside my gaze
Short temper, long shovel, come and dig your fucking grave
Come and find me in the bodies with some metal on my chain
All day...

Lean on it...
Choppa got a beam on it...
Bout to scheme on him
Got em out of pocket
Cut his spleen open
Cream soda...

deadervant's haunt (prod. shneaky x trippleD)

amv: [https://youtu.be/TuG-IBkj_iU]

lyrics: 
Ok, hop out my way
Watch out, I'm not down to play
I pop the glock at your face
Brought out the wraith
Pop out with blood on my blade
Laugh as I watch y'all decay
I got the K, .45, with a glock 9 semi
Gotta spray, hot iron
Got a goth thot with me
Let it rain, shots fired, not a shot gon hit me
Got a opp block spinning like a top
Rot with me, nigga

Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed
Lever gun em down, I do not want peace
Sin City how I do em dirty
Got a glick with me, I could use a 30
Let my switch hit him, watch it shoot like Curry
Lil bitch

I got a bad bitch, she tryna rendezvous
I gotta blast, ray beam got a round or two
You wanna die? Say please, I got just the tool
To cut em down, 19 bodies stackin, dude
You never saw the best until you saw my Tec
My sawed off go sawin through your armored vest
You lockjaw, but honestly I'm choppin necks
The cops found the body, but without a head

I got my savages around me
Won't be caught without my strap
Keep on thumbin through the paper
Then I rummage through ya stash
Tell that boy I'll see ya later
He ain't never comin back
Cuz niggas know I got that blade
I'll cut ya tongue and let it flap

Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed
Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed

Pull up with 40, I came for the bullies
I'm bout all the smoke, I just bought me a new glock
Aim out the cage at a free man
.762 knock em back to the boondocks
Runnin em down to they coffin
They hide with the ghosts, see em turn to a dead zombie
Chalk on the ground, he get smoked
But I love make believe cuz I know that the feds watchin
Hang out the roof of the drop top
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!
Hit the block with a sawed off
Came with the Boogeyman, lock, shock
Smoke in the barrel, don't care if the stocks off
I ain't rockin with you pussy, you not bout that action
Leave ghosts in yo whereabouts
Came from the mud, I'm gon air it out
Bugs in his body, I'm rotten, don't wear it out

Ok, hop out my way
Watch out, I'm not down to play
I pop the glock at your face
Brought out the wraith
Pop out with blood on my blade
Laugh as I watch y'all decay
I got the K, .45, with a glock 9 semi
Gotta spray, hot iron
Got a goth thot with me
Let it rain, shots fired not a shot gon hit me
Got a opp block spinning like a top
Rot with me, nigga

cathedral ward [ft. witchouse40k] (prod. mercykill)

MOLLYWALK Feat. XELISHURT & DELIRIUM (prod.BL8DEZ)

.357 (rough)

locked in (AT mixxx)

Pill

⌖ corpsecartel ⌖

aka slade kovacs

contact -> [donotresurrectMGMT@gmail.com]

im a sick fuck,
in my motherfucking habitat

graveyard waltz (prod. adjacen7)

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