my next tattoo i get From Lucifer hey i keep ridin with a death bitch

mixed by: @sastrp // cover art: @gvzzvh x @lunasith // background vox by: @sydcxx
official amv: [https://youtu.be/6AS5czp5JZI]

lyrics: [https://genius.com/Do-not-resurrect-necrotic-grip-lyrics]
back off 
i came to play with my hacksaw 
bash in your brain with my mask off 
yea try to pray for the last time 
lame and you mad but you hate cuz your cash wrong 
i don’t want love, i want matte glocks 
i’ll eat ya heart like it’s bath salts 
i'll leave his lung on the asphalt 
i’ll leave your tongue in a glass jar 
murder with a black SCAR 
he don’t wanna dump
what the fuck, is it that hard?
he don’t wanna buck
he respond with a sad bar 
nigga shoulda ducked but he run like a track star 
i came to play with my hacksaw 
i don’t want pain, i want matte glocks 
i’ll eat ya heart like it’s bath salts 
i leave his lung on the asphalt 

now i just be sippin sippin sippin slow on the blood i collect from you fuckers
and i could be vicious, witness never told of the souls that i left in my dungeon 
now cuz of my pigment i been predisposed 
to unload and attack in abundance 
but that’s just the shit they said, i go and murder cuz simply the fact that i love it 

but it’s back to the subject 
stacking bodies by the dozens 
whippin audis outta budget 
godly while i’m thumpin 
you would probly caught a couple 
grippin probly why im fucked and i don’t plan on stoppin 
she do molly while we fuckin 
creepin i might grab a snub i caught him out in public 
beam, he saw it fore it snuffed him 
he was talking like he tough and now he not so lucky

necrotic grip (prod. rose)

@xzarkhan 

ALL PLATFORMS:
https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/dozydoexzarkhan/ominous

#theswarm

OMINOUS (w/ XZARKHAN)

prod. Venxm

LYRICS:
fuck the Louie v
I need some ketamine
I been in a ditch 
since I was 17
crystal with the rum
got ahead of me
pour the lights up
with the melody
memory
fucked
suicide love
every body cut
like the drugs an the hennesy
syrup fulla mud
club fulla rot
I'm a get fucked
don't stop till 
the energy 
sending me

blood 
cash
let it all stack
only found peace
when the night go black

soul full of heat
but the ice grow fast

mould on the beef
but I'm cold with the 
cold with the

blood 
cash
let it all stack
only count teeth
when the knife don't catch

froze in my weeks
but the hoe ass fat
known by the beast
I'm at home with it
home with it

pour
cigarette smoke on it
ro ro ro 
run it down choke on it
bout 6'4 
you ain't got a toe to it
diamond pistol
sending shots coasting it

anthrax in the pack
but I'm toking it

fan gas to the stash
yea we roasting it

yo man it's on sight
get the rope fitted

toe tags double dice
yea we roll with it

tab bags getting passed 
outta focus

twin locusts
masked by the potion

no slow shit
fire in the ocean

split the high
to find
my mental broken

blood 
cash
let it all stack
only found peace
when the night go black

soul full of heat
but the ice grow fast

mould on the beef
but I'm cold with the 
cold with the

blood 
cash
let it all stack
only count teeth
when the knife don't catch

froze in my weeks
but the hoe ass fat
known by the beast
I'm at home with it
home with it

Blood. Cash.

Halloween (ft. do not resurrect)

lyrics:
power socket, make it work
my glock demonic, make it hurt 
don’t try to stop it
murder, murder 
shot him twice, he hit the dirt 
we outta time, but that’s a curse 
i’m lockin jaws and crack a smirk 
i’m flickin ash in colosseums 
drop it back
i brought the hearse 
i’m power steering at marinas 
ocean skies and open surf 
.45s don’t get subpoenaed
cock it back and shake the earth 
see my religion gettin digits 
gut a god and go berserk 

my opinion bout your business authorized 
excalibur
i pull the blade and carve a path 
for all the spirits walking earth 
look at me and see a god 
who never got what i deserve 
my superstitions cracking portals 
far below is where i lurk 
i don’t try, that shit behind me 
double homis on the verse 
uh 
ay
i get the cake and i move on 
she get it shaking i’m too gone 
but i know she be shaking to whose songs? 
(resurrect)
brought the straps in the back of the u-haul
acrobatic, my tools strong 
it don’t matter, i damage then cool off 
you get bruised, dawg

power socket, make it work
my glock demonic, make it hurt 
don’t try to stop it
murder, murder 
shot him twice, he hit the dirt 
we outta time, but that’s a curse 
i’m lockin jaws and crack a smirk 
i’m flickin ash in colosseums, drop it back
i brought the hearse 
i’m power steering at marinas 
ocean skies and open surf 
.45s don’t get subpoenaed
cock it back and shake the earth 
see my religion gettin digits 
gut a god and go berserk 
my opinion bout your business authorized 
excalibur

terminal velocity (prod. rose)

Yimp Hard

rip my bread cunt.

Lyrics:

~ uhh i made a sandwhich today, and just when I finished making it, I took a big bite and then I saw mold on the bread and now i'm mad ~


been sober bout 7 days
now i cant levitate
fuck out my space 
sacrifice you to 
great Lavey
bleed while i meditate
seek an i elevate
head to the ceiling they sealing
my energy
try
that shit gone make you my enemy
dog with no bite i gone snort you like ketamine
lines
kill you like beetle no let it be
70 seconds that you get alive

the drip i be copping
on trip and not stopping
i thinking bout robbing a bank
we sick Pathalogic
get pissed an psychotic
might empty the clip with a bang
we don't shoot blanks
they keep us in pain
i'm feeding them worms that be eating my brain
now i can't think
falling away
i'm gonna drop till they all know my name

aye long cash
wrist watch
i don't care whether
money talks
fuck school
fuck cops
work hard
nothing pays off
drug fuck
eat shit
love it when I hear the
beat hit
smoking what the reaper
leaving
tell that bitch to sink 
her teeth in

bitch i got high tops
with the black socks
drop a body
feel like black ops
clear a lobby 
know i hit the flask
i'm a rep shotty
with a broken mask
i'm a die slow
there no other way
sold my soul
to make another k
stepping muck and it gone eat you up
i keep on pushing luck until i puking weight

hit up her place
shoot up like columbine
dirty bitch she know that i got her
collar signed
sniffing bricks
slit my wrists now they cauterized
huffing mist
breathing hits and it
caught her eye
i'm in space
shooting stars in my retinas
coffee laced
pass a knife they dissecting us
hollow face
they gone find
that my elements eminent
metal and dirt
on my church
i'm the reverend
fuck

_-ERROR17-_
_-INVALID-_

SMOKING WHAT THE REAPER LEAVING (prod. VENXM)

Stay dormant when needed
Till you rise undefeated
______________________
aye you like dis edgy shit lets get it

Lyrics:
Lately stay lowkey
I do not cap no more
But ima cap you if you 
Showing at my street oof course
dodging people in my city 
Like a Matador 
I won't act like itll be pretty
I been mad before 
I see em coming through my rear view
Like you bout to floor
But I got gas up in my pedal
And I'm past that Porsche
If you got beef you wanna settle
You'll get shred and torn
I got that blade itll leave you spread all
Like a bastard born

Yea from plastic corpse
You fake
Faceless the way
Take that name to my grave
But I missed it like it like fate
know 1-7 the date
When I filled up my plate
With the pills from the doctor
To take away the pain
Since then nothing been plain
shit I got demons to race
an now i'm running my numbers an I  been upping my pace
yea that gone run up my stake till I
gone blow and create 
the existence i needed
bitch there no freedom in chains

i said

Boy 
get up off my dick
You aint seen shit
Boy 
Fucking with yo clique
Like it mean shit
Boy
Rolling up my sticks
You a fiend bitch
Boy
Dont think you exist
you on defense


yo ego
finitio
them people
be evil
no see through
i de-tour
to run around

i don't want 
to put them
underground

hollow tip
bullet i 
gut you out

you see what 
i mean do
our chi
don't be equal
i frequent 
the freak show
then fuck around

i got yo bitch
in my dungeon now
she got that dick
by the dozen now
i got that clique
that gone buzz them pounds
fuck up the court
we go run them fouls
she the main course
know i love that sound
crying my name 
when our love in doubt

that kinda fucked but i'm
fucked up as well
cancer being spreading
inside in my cells
keeping it cold cos
i know i bring hell
bitch i stay froze
cos it keep it me well

i said

Boy 
get up off my dick
You aint seen shit
Boy 
Fucking with yo clique
Like it mean shit
Boy
Rolling up my sticks
You a fiend bitch
Boy
Dont think you exist
you on defense         

get up off my dick you aint seen shit yuh

Cold Blood Warm Nights

Cold Blood Warm Nights (prod. CRCL)

mixed by: @kidmangx // mastered by: @sastrp
background vox: @sydcxx // cover art: @gvzzvh


k i keep several rugers 
‘stendo rulers 
send em through ya huh
k i keep metal tools 
to bend them rules and
bitch i’m booted up 
my clip gon never lose or rust 
might slip, yo men all losing blood
my clique gon rend and bruise 
my next tattoo i get from lucifer 

k i be ridin wit a dead bitch
crystals on my left wrist 
empty out the tec
case a nigga wanna set trip 
pistol pop his head 
case that nigga got a death wish 
simple cause of death was the nigga he tried to mess with 

tell them bitches be quiet
he gon make me start a riot
tell them bitches be quiet
he gon make me..

down set 
hut 
put that HK through ya gut 
shawty told me i’m too mad but shit i love the smell of blood 
my grip miraculous for that static it’s too bad you’ll never touch 
i bet that glocky make him dance 
that ratchet make ya double dutch 
the fuck is up?

double vision triple digits on the dash 
couple pistols and some niggas got my back 
get the picture i could flip a couple racks 
i get busy with the glicks then get too rich to wipe my ass

out on all platforms

yakuza [prod. scorpio x youknowgasca]

OUTTA TIME! (Prod. CXXLION)

FromBeyondTheGrave

Bones - (BONUS) DarkShadowBlunts

Bones - Cement

Bones - TombStoneKiller

Bones - Ashes

Written by Grim Salvo x 99zed @lilsherm187 x Saliva Grey @salivagrey
PROD. HELLMEBABY @hellmebaby

- L Y R I C S +

SLEUTH

Think I don’t give just enough of a fuck
Glow like I’m frozen
My dosage corrupt
Flow like a chosen until I combust into nothing but dust
My son, I don’t think you want to press your luck
They gonna go put you in your place with the taste of the rust 
Old game’s so corrupt
Lotta fans gotta fetish for the blood 
Father figure was a .38 
There goes that son of a gun
Leading them all astray with disgrace for the next fresh dove
Pray for a man who won’t settle 
He likes to meddle with all the shit that the people peddle 
They might pop a little quiet pill up in his dental
They hope you aint got the potential to let go
And assemble your own end goals
So bleed every last drop of the dream
From the throat of some old GOATs 
No antidote for the soul bloat 

MOSSBACK

Bitches try to hold me by the goatee 
On my dome piece
Like they own me, own me
I just feed 'em pepperoni on a hoagie till they foamy 
Back in ’03 I was already OG
2014 showed me
I can only proceed in the lonely, as a trophy
Think you know me?
You a homie?
Get you out my situation with a ceremony 
I give grown men nightmares
Call me alimony 
When you talk all I hear is a dial tone, so phony
Tellin' everyone you eat good but your girl looking bony 
Feed that bitch some macaroni
Or she’ll find me, low key 
Looking for a pokey
Ride me like a Ginuwine Pony
While you getting nosey with your cronies 
When you find out 
I’ll be dead already under 6 feet of concrete

SALIVA GREY

Pull up with the motherfuckin' blade on my conscience
Fuck the meds in my pocket
Imma go off 'em
Motherfuckers ain’t honest
But they really good at shouting
Fuck about the commas?
Why they living so shallow?
Take a look up at the shadow
I...
Woke up today and I ain’t meditate
Now all my demons gon' circle my brain
Now all a sudden I hate life
Fuck up out my damn sight
Hold up for a second 
99, Saliva, Grim are in this bitch you know we coming with that motherfuckin' cemetery flow

99ZED

Smile on my face while I’m grippin' on the hatchet
Pull my hoodie up, like I’m Jason get to slashing
Choppin' up they limbs 
99 is going batshit
East End Butcher finna leave your carcass ravaged
99 keep the fuckin' knife on the nightstand
Ready to take your life in the night like I’m Iceman
Creeping out of sight 
I keep the ratchet in my right hand
Painting the walls red
I am the catalyst of violence

Boysenberry Sepsis

BOYSENBERRY SEPSIS (FEAT. SALIVA GREY & 99ZED) [PROD. HELLMEBABY]

mixed by: @sastrp // cover art by: @donotresurrect x @gvzzvh
official amv: [https://youtu.be/BdwoqOwZCbg]

lyrics:
they call me young takeshi kovacs with it 
flow acidic, cold precision 
goated with it 
i’ll fold you niggas, like your whole division 
hold a minute, i’m loaded 
i hope the pole don’t getcha 
4 incisions, a .223 to put a hole up in em 

oh shit, ay there go my old chick 
she just tryna jack it off, like we at the coat check 
they just wanna have my sauce, i just want my flow back
call me king of babylon, target on my whole back, no sweat

ain’t what you used to
but i could give a fuck 
i ain’t wanna do it to em 
but now they dead and gone and i been up on youtube 
i’m getting fetty boy 
and if my pistol pew pew, then bitch get ready for it 

ain’t nobody fucking with res he the best ain’t nobody could buss him
the rest of the bodies get brought in the back with the buzzards 
in the back of the lac keep the mac on my lap ima tuck it 
why the fuck is you running, i’m known as the god of destruction

OUT ON ALL PLATFORMS

takeshi kovacs concerto in F minor (prod. mercykill x rose)

⌖ corpsecartel ⌖

aka slade kovacs

contact -> [donotresurrectMGMT@gmail.com]

yakuza [prod. scorpio x youknowgasca]

do not resurrect ⌖

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