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LEECH

All the lonely nights I screamed your name for help 
While these voices in my head screamed & shout 
But I knew that you never cared about my mental health 
I might just blow my brains like Kurt cobain cause these voices in my head are so loud 
Cause that what these bitches do, they make you feel compelled 
Never thought you'd stab me in the back, knife impaled 
Heartbroken piece of shit with his heart swelled 
With his heart swelled 



And all that motha fucking pain and misery that I feel 
Drugs and alcohol are the only thang that heals
And that motha fuckn happiness I used to feel is all killed 
it's all killed
Yeah you know it's all killed   
Yeah

Mixed emotions in my head yeah they get the best of me 
Thought you were real promised me I was your everything 
Now I don't fuck with you, bitch you're just another enemy 
Took away my happiness sucked out all my energy

HEARTBROKEN PROD. PLAINFACE

I JUST WANNA RAP [PROD. BY VDRIVN]

RUST  (FEAT. JALOBAN, TRILL HOLLOW & OOZY) [Prod. Dancin Mane]

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FEATURING
KUSHKOSTA
ILLUSIONLUNA
WYNTER
$OLUMDOLOR
SVBROSO

PRODUCED BY NFTR 

817 MADHOUSE RECORDS x FOREVER SACRED

COVER ART BY 404PARKER

LYRICS

- WYNTER -

Bitch i came to drop shit off, all you opps cant talk
all black in whip, say he saw a halo, send his ass to da sky for a dollar mayne
pop em in his collar you aint never a shot caller dang gotta bankroll
withdraws in a spot where ya cant go
been beefin wit me over same hoes
i got cuttas on me better lay low
stay a hunnid degree still i stay cold
all my brothers we me we gone stay gold
hit yo ass in the neck spend some pesos
if you fall out wit me bet i aim for any problem, bitch

- ILLUSIONLUNA -

madhouse the set till the mothafuckin death of me
shoot out his knees now he crawl like a centipede 
i hit it once mane i fucked on the face 
then i passed it to bro and left without trace 
talking that talk pussy boy catch a stray 
hunnid round drum leave em dead on displace
heard act tuff but he run from the fade 
dump out the mag lay em down where he lay 
like cosmo and wanda 
i’m not with the drama 
i lay that boy down 
if he talk bout my prada
i feel like osama
i spot em and bomb em 
got shooters on go
if he not bout them dollars

- $OLUMDOLOR -

young boy livin like he bouta blow 
6 lines in the cup moving hella slow 
9 tucked in the cloak i might let it go 
smoke indo resin all over my fuckin clothes 
who gon step up?
madhouse and sacred taking over 
bitch don’t feel like you got luck 
i ran like 10 cirlcles around you punks 
step on that pussy boy like he some gum 
wait 
speak wit yo chest you lil chump 
i’m gon take everything needed 
and ride round this bitch like i don’t give a fuck
got problems i pop the truck pull out the pump
what

- KUSHKOSTA -

Coming straight outta the underground
Smoking a blunt I can’t be found
Up in the sky just chillin on the clouds
Serving the fiends up in funky town
Murking these pussies
Im smoking on cookies
Yo team full of rookies, I can’t pass this blunt
I need all my money I dont do no fronts
Feeling like bone on the 1st of the month
Madhouse we killing bitch this ain’t no stunt
Got solum with us and we getting so buck
Whole melts in my body got me feeling stuck
I need me a drank someone po’ up some tuss
Got solum with us and we getting so buck
Whole melts in my body got me feeling stuck
I need me a drank someone po’ me a tuss
I need me a drank someone po’ me a tuss

- SVBROSO -

Lookin for lighters, Got like 30 sum
All over my dresser , that’s backwards livun
I grab my tray then roll it up, i light it then I

Take a hit “oh shiiit”
I can’t feel my muthafuckin lungs

I been hidin my problems inside of this blunt
Goin mad n my house  
Smell like skunk
I been lookin for reasons to cope with my mind 
But these things lead me back to them runts
So it’s fuck everything , everyone, anyone that’s got problems
Let’s go & solve umm
Just like 
FE FI FO FUM
That choppa gon make you ass run
YOU DONT WANT NO PROB-LUMS
Dead body get found in tha funk
ITS FOREVA SACRED
madhouse muerte somos some punks
I DONT GIVE NO FUCKS BITCH
Im in hell where Im dwellin , fuck!

817MADHOUSE - HOUSE OF THE SACRED ft. $OLUMDOLOR x SVBROSO (PROD. NFTR)

hearing sounds 

in the middle in the of the night 
i can hear the reaper calling
hear the devil say my name 
echo through the walls and
everytime i try to sleep
they say the same thing 
tryna take my soul
mane why don’t they let me be
shit i knew damn well
shouldn’t have fucked around with that shi
now i’m sitting, tripping 
end up caught up in the mix
evil shit going down
ritualistic demons creep my fucking head
seeing triple 6 shit

i guess the only option 
is to blow my damn top
always seeing shadows
in my room when i spark
full moon on the brink
now i think i’m boutta crack
find me in the closet
with my damn neck snapped
shoulda went to jesus
prolly could’ve saved my soul
now it’s too late 
damn deals been closed
never was religious
so i never could foresee
my entering of hell
satan bowing down to me

leaving 1st degree burns on a mothafucka 
mane
hot enough to melt hell, put them boys to a flame
evil than a mothafucka call me EVIL MY$TIC mane
if you fucking with my shit i put a bullet in the brain
ima southwest soldier, i already told ya
creeping out the 505, pump on my shoulder
they ain’t bout that evil, mane these mothafuckas scared
man i see the devil when i look into the mirror

666, can’t escape from this hell
shouldn’t have sold my soul
now this evil will prevail
mane it lives inside my head
waiting like a spell 
come and kill anyone 
falling down that well
not long til it takes over 
your whole town 
evil will begin to lurk 
hear it through this sound
bumping on yo speakers 
is a damn ritual 
RO$ETTA tryna hypnotize 
taking over souls

a moment of relief

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SCARFACE.

Two Fast

A Letter From My Ghost.

Verse: 
FEEL THEM HOLLOWS BURNIN UP CELLS IN YOUR HEAD,
GOT MURDA ON MY MIND IF A NIGGA ACTS UP. 
PLAYIN WITH MY YOUNGINS U GON SEE ABOUT THE SMOKE, 
I WAS TRYNA KEEP IT COO
BUT SEEN THESE BUSTAS TURN HOE.
NAH, SWEAR IT AINT NOTHIN FOR A G
NAH, RUN FROM THE FUCKIN POLICE
ALL ICED THUGGIN OFF THE XANS ON THE BLOCK.
DRAG EM DOWN IN THIS MUHFUCKA HELL WHERE WE’LL ROT

CAN GIVE AF, LORD FORGIVE MY WAYS
NAH I CANT STOP MY DEMONS WISH
FEEL MY THREADING, FALL APART
FROM WHERE MY HEART WOULD COEXIST 
BLEEDING IN THIS CELL, BY MYSELF
DOWN INSIDE THIS WELL
BITCH DONT SEND NO HELP
& WATCH ME FADE 
WHERE ALL THE WICKED DWELLS

- Ohsea

LETTER FROM MY GHOST (PROD. OHSEA)

I hold myself back from trying to hurt ya
ya girl told me it ain’t worth it 
Strapped with a scalpel like a surgeon 
Looking like a mafucking insurgent
Second story with the grapple
In the chimney with the scalpel 
Sweat be dripping from the handle 
Crush a nigga head like a apple 
They don't like me well they should
Rather see me in the hood 
Step to me I wish a nigga would
Put a pussy nigga in the ground for good 
I don't do weed nor lean
I sure don't be sipping Codiene 
If you know then you know me 
I want all the smoke ain't talking nicotine 
Fuck nigga Bitch nigga 
huh guess what?
Pull up on me lose a lung
Pull up on me with more then one damn son we can have fun
Hit you with the sismic toss
Put you in the ground right next to the cross
Dream eater Yeah I bet you’ll get lost
Looking like damn boy you bout to go ghost
My cubone evolved into a marawak 
Fuck with me guess what he gonna pull back
And if he pull back *crack* someone gonna get smacked 
Me and my team you can bet that we don't ever lack 
Had to teach my ho oh 
Tm4
Cuz I might snap kick in ya front door 
And we both know you don't want no fucking smoke
my Ho oh blow Os on you fucking hoes
God damn it 
When did this happen 
look like a black version of ash Ketchum 
Crying over me like I was turned to a statue
guess I don't need these 8 badges 
Guessing I’ll be needing this casket
Articuno 
Put me where I wanna be 
Hit me with ice beam 
Just me not my team
Im drifting at sea
They asking why would he would do such a thing 
Well I asked him

GMxBT

ERIK DOM

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