am I the only one who zoned out and saw blood the entire album

@CoaastGxd and @Grim_Salvo - Floccinaucinihilipilification
Produced by Vermin 666
Mixed and Mastered by @33marrow
Art by Halo Blaack

LYRICS
I’m sick of that attitude bitch
You need Dad to come slap up the wrist
And you make like a punk
I got chu buzzing in the beehive
Always hit deep no sea dive
Rewind
I’m really not mad at you bitch 
You gave up and I’m glad that you did It was done from the jump
Looking like you got the green eye
Shallow water grave goes knee-high 
Rewind

Hibernation in my comfort
Little brittle coves bring clots like mustard
Fell off a boat like just last summer
But when I came up to the surface I couldn’t see colors
Now I’m a ghoul
Always a fool
Got what it takes? 
Yes I’m thinkin I do
It still hurts and I never get hungry
I don’t even think I’m from this planet I’m a bug beast
I don’t wanna live without my rhythm
Didn’t even seem to say anything before he did em
Just one big scrimmage for some pitiful gimmicks
Universe looking thicc
Imma bust up in it

I’m sick of that attitude bitch
You need Dad to come slap up the wrist
And you make like a punk
I got chu buzzing in the beehive
Always hit deep no sea dive
Rewind
I’m really not mad at you bitch 
You gave up and I’m glad that you did It was done from the jump
Looking like you got the green eye
Shallow water grave goes knee-high 
Rewind

Look at my alchemy I see now it's no limitations
Fell through the great simulation
Woke up with endless patience
Truth is there's darkness inside of me
I can barely take it
You were there on the night I lost my mind to infestation

Burning fuckin' bibles
This a stick up
Sick like when I switch up
Bitches suck my dick up 
Think I think I heard a hiccup
My arrival was prophetic
All your shit is anesthetic
We be coming for your head and no it won't be copacetic

Light the dynamite, ya
Somebody up in this bitch finna die tonight, AY
Light the dynamite
Ay
Somebody up in this bitch finna die tonight, AY
yuh, ay

Somebody bout to get dropped
Aim a grenade at a cop
Up with the blade and the chop
All while your bitch givin top

Light the dynamite
Ay
Somebody up in this bitch finna die tonight, AY

BLEGHH

Look at my alchemy I see now it's no limitations
Fell through the great simulation
Woke up with endless patience
Truth is there's darkness inside of me
I can barely take it
You were there on the night I lost my mind to infestation

Floccinaucinihilipilification

Floccinaucinihilipilification w/ Grim Salvo [Prod. Vermin]

engineered/co-prod: @sastrp

lyrics: 
goin ghost like my name was d phantom or sumn 
blowin smoke from the end of the cannon i’m bussin 
touched down in the land of the dead for a second 
nigga time for armageddon 
ok i been known to click jaws finger flick broads til they lips gone 
big boss w a blick tossed by my hip 
trigger hit dawg and i’m pissed off like a pit dog 
stickll hit raw and it swish like i’m chris paul 

jigga jiggy w the shit ima get em hit up give em astigmatism 
lift the stick up i’m really wid it i’ll really hit yo bitch and give her inches 
you niggas bitchin you wasn’t w the bidness off the rip 
cuz like sid i’m viscous and this a stick up 

back then didn’t nobody follow me 
times change now i’m known as a prodigy 
lead foot hit the gas in the dead of night 
listen closely ima end his life with nothing but a big bang 
and switchblade to his ribcage 
lift, aim! turn this bitch brain to a lil stain 
you was right to look the other way 
cuz i could easily turn his plight into a double date 
you motherfuckers sleeping on me 
so back the fuck up take a breather homie 
to keep it honest you don’t need to know me 
i keep the heater on me 
my crystal castle where i’m freezing lonely 
she make it clap and then she kneel below me 
reloading...

out on all platforms

you kids wanna see a dead body? (prod. adjacen7)

prod.  @triplesixdelete
m&m  lordgasp

LYRICS:

i’m a savage
cold killer, call me guts
when i’m gonn’ ravage
knock knock ima drop em like they acid
yeah motherfucker i’m a fucking maverick
a godlike creature painting on his canvas
fucked up 
i could move the planets
PIPE UP, stupid you gonn’ end up in a casket
fuck with my convictions and i swear i go berserk
baby you my casca come and top me like a bird

  
you can laugh cuz i prefer to live a life of my own
and i feel it there’s a presence getting closer to home 
issa omen, it’s that feeling when you’re out of your zone
when you’re talking to yourself but are you really alone?

and it’s piling up and piling up, and on and on
i could snap at any moment i’ll be snapping their arms
uh , there’s no point in living
if i can’t let em know
i’ll be more alive than ever when i’m breaking their bones

i cant pop pills no i cant puff nada
im so anxious  *pass me my inhaler*
i cant stop
wondering will the pain stop 
brain gets sicker , contemplating on pullin the trigga

ive been waiting for something to happen
i’m running around with a rope on my neck
on my way to be something
they never believed i’m a god of my own
i’m a savage  you’re awaking maniacal thoughts 
ima throw all your parts after ripping em fast
like an animal busting your head open 
blood on the bat and theres no comingback

non stop
working on my desktop
burning my own skin
just to show em what i’m made of

[hook repeat]

>instagram<

GODLIKE

written / performed by @blckbrds, @salivagrey
produced by @gullyspit
engineered by @tumaggz, Saliva Grey
cover by Blckbrd

BULLETHELL (w/ Saliva Grey)

lyrics: 

i got a bad lil biddy
hit her dance, shake that ass in the back drop
grippin with a plan, i be laughing when the mac pop
feelin like the man, huh?
where the stash spot?
run into the gang, leave you prayin when that ass drop
blade drain veins, got a target on you
i bang janes, AKs and a rocket or two
i be chillin in the back, 8 racks for the strap
name tag X'd out, i ain't arguing dude

i ain't rocking with the bean or the lean, too
nigga get it poppin with the beam, i am evil
niggas hella gaudy in the scene, they be see through
pussy not a problem, got the keys like i'm riku

damn
ay, where the party?
ay
ay, let's get it started
ay
heard that pussy nigga want a fuckin problem
eat his damn face, pussy nigga, i am starving

12 men dead, spun the block on my skateboard
12 came in, saw the blood on my baseboards
5.56 or the glock with the razor
i can't pick, outta stock i got 8 more
lil rezzy got a bone to pick
i'm on the road to rich
they try to clone the shit, huh
and if he rippin like a vulture, shit
i'm not opposed to clips
and I will fold your shit up

heat signature (prod. stvrfire)

lyrics: 

k i don’t knock, im rockin time to roll in 
one shot to pop his organs 
talk a lot just stop it phony 
bro y’all just got demoted 
drop the top and drive it stolen 
stop talkin i’ll ignore it 
stock the mops i got imported 
red dot up on your forehead 

k im jus out here getting my money up
might light that dummy up 
i don’t got fear i got hunnit drums 
might cop that honey bun 
when that glock hit, i go dummy tho 
like mike i’m glovin up 
in my cockpit, don’t get bloodied up 
hotshot i’m gunnin em with that 

big ol 40 on my waist 
start duckin rounds 
chrome 4 nickel hope to blow his brain
stop duckin down 
no description boy don’t got no face 
without a sound, i could lift him to them floating gates 
i broke him down 

and i bet you’ll never see me 
never stop twitchin 
yellow lamborghini, hella shots rippin
several men defeated, lever not glitchin
run up get deleted, better stop flinchin 

i tote them big guns 
hold the phone, i blow that pole 
that boy skippin dimensions
told him tho, i’m smokin all my foes 
that is the mission 
broke his bones then throw him to the wolves that boy gone missin 

k i’m in go mode 
watch me rock in slow mo
watch me knock him cold and 
toss his body far below tho
i be coppin scopes 
so watch me mop him on the gopro
shawty top me slow then i get back to popping fo fos, bozo

contingency clip (prod. scorpio)

BLOOD CREEK W/ NIKKO X DAEGHO (PROD. DABEAST)

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/sugszeey/
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/3jsxO...
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/user-904345686

Prod: Hoods

PICTURESQUE (Prod. Hoods)

(Chorus: YOWAI33)

Counting all my diamonds is what I’m doing and it’s not blue.
I’ve been working hard,
“then prove it to me.”
what the fuck dude?

Counting all my diamonds is what I’m doing and it’s not blue.
I’ve been working hard,
“then prove it to me.”
what the fuck dude?

(Verse 1: TheoCoop)

Working everyday,
I hate what I’m becoming.
listen to her voice, let it become numbing.
everything I did,
let it snow, and I feel me falling.
Diamonds, gold,
in control,
I won’t fold.
said the man who sold his soul.

(Chorus: YOWAI33)

Counting all my diamonds is what I’m doing and it’s not blue.
I’ve been working hard,
“then prove it to me.”
what the fuck dude?

Counting all my diamonds is what I’m doing and it’s not blue.
I’ve been working hard,
“then prove it to me.”
what the fuck DUDE?

(Verse 2: TheoCoop)

I’ve prayed to God for moments like these.
Questioning where is my peace?
Letting it go so I can find God.
Holding the power and then I forgot
the things that had once made me a victim to self sabotage.

(Chorus: YOWAI33 & TheoCoop)

Counting all my diamonds is what I’m doing and it’s not blue.
I’ve been working hard,
“then prove it to me.”
what the fuck dude?

Counting all my diamonds is what I’m doing and it’s not blue.
I’ve been working hard,
“then prove it to me.”
what the fuck dude?

Counting all my diamonds is what I’m doing and it’s not blue.
I’ve been WORKING HARD,
“then prove it to me.”
what the fuck DUDE?

Counting all my diamonds is what I’m doing and it’s not blue.
I’ve been working hard,
“then prove it to me.”
WHAT THE FUCK DUDE?

(High pitch & tempo outro: YOWAI33)

Counting all my diamonds is what I’m doing and it’s not blue.
I’ve been working hard,
“then prove it to me.”
what the fuck dude?

Counting all my diamonds is what I’m doing and it’s not blue.
I’ve been working hard,
“then prove it to me.”
what the FUCK- FUCK- FUCK- FUCK-

What I’ve Become (Ft. YOWAI33)

MUSIC VIDEO : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OX4srloZ5h8

 @prodplague906
M&M. Lord Gasp

Lyrics :

am i in your way?

i don’t even know you,
i aint got no issue 
bitch i’m here to play

meet me by the grave

far on the road , deep down
by the red stains


break another backbone 
i don’t like your bitch she give me bad dome
ima make you see the world in monochrome
cracking out a body like its styrofoam

metal to the face 
funny how they stare in amazement
i ain’t got no mercy, ain’t no patient
cut a leg, leave a Balenciaga on the pavement 

Shit that’s how it goes , trap a body in the basement
Feeding off the bone , i be drooling like it’s raining
Dropping guts on the floor , oh i think i’m getting wavy
Waiting for you to fall in love with the fallen angel

[Hook repeat]

and i see its all the same
that cause the pain
another tooth that’s sharpened enough to be called a fang
across the vein, i’m sipping the life out
my soul regain its power as your flesh will go black

i bury your corpse in the forest, my old shack is near
lemme hide the axe 
no one find you back
shining from the crack in the tomb i can see the grass at noon
i can see you pass, i knew that you would be gas-looking baby got me gasping

MUSIC VIDEO

Is This Tooth Sharp Enough To Be Called A Fang? [PROD. PLAGUE]

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]

you kids wanna see a dead body? (prod. adjacen7)

do not resurrect ⌖

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