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.)

Witchouse 40k - LOCUST EFFECT (prod. mark veins x ³³marrow)
Mixed and mastered by ³³marrow
Cover by Istasha the Scrub
747 HHM TRASH

Music Video: https://youtu.be/CH9pPM24k5g

The sky may break & fall when the masses overpower the sun, this is the truest sense of unified destruction. Fueling such a plague is a bounty of vegetation following unusually heavy rains, growth, and abundance. All new living food growth means the landscape can support a huge number of rapidly feeding insects and creatures that thrive in the dark. Together, we swarm.

LOCUST EFFECT (prod. mark veins x ³³marrow) (Video in Desc.)

Angels Rest

The Island

MOSSBACK, Saliva Grey - The Island

Bitch I Wanna Smoke Crack

BItch I Wanna Smoke Crack

I Ain't Never Met A Cigarette I Couldn't Smoke

prod me

lyrics:
hellspawn villain 
kill a nigga, fall flat
leglock, pin em 
bitch i never hold back
headshot hit him, bet he never come back
riding round the city w the stick on my lap
bounce out 
make the semi go BLAT!
down south 
bet a nigga wont rat
loud mouth 
finna piss in your trap
tryna get my face 
til i push em on back

go black on black
my fashion kills
niggas want my fashion skills 
racks on racks
now that's a thrill 
living for some mass appeal 

poker when i face em 
but it’s obvious im packin steel
no smell from my basement 
cuz them bodies in them vacuum seals

keep away from res 
around the rosie where im cracking shields 
lethal as it gets 
i stole your rover now it lack a wheel 
why you lackin still? 
my crew flows is hella dope 
make you jealous tho
i do things theyll never know im-

music vid

7 heads in a duffel bag (prod. slade kovacs)

Send Em Hate

STREAM HERE -> idm.fm/itcreeps

with @sectunit (Cardeaire Jack) 
prod. @nimbustwokay
mix by me

____________

LYRICS

Lord Gasp :
I feel my life’s been slowly taken away..

who up creepin in my basement lately
one eye open i’m a cyclope, baby
both hands grip tight locked on my sanity 
that sick thing that i carry starting to carry me

WHO UP creeping
like slime in the attic   
cyanide smile
lick his lips like wow
the eyes roll back
with a snow white glow
and god cant hear me thru this twenty buck door

My broken teeth
big hollow cheeks
black color forming pits under my eyes, it creeps

slow cadance
no calories, can’t balance me
bank teller the only one that comfort grief

shit bottled, bad rubber neck, keep poppin tears
i buckled up and ride the train, my brain is bleached
my wrinkles turn to jello, i rang out of reach
they come fuck with my shit when they ran out of meat

I feel my life’s been slowly taken away..

Sect unit :
I'm a broken muhfucka it’s been like that for a while 
ever have to wake up every day and force a fuckin smile 
i ain’t like these otha niggas bein emo, for a style
yall just wanna be cool, im paranoid with mental issues
like who you talkin to my personality is split too
either way i don’t wanna hear it so i just gotta dismiss you 
internal battles, i don’t know which part of me to commit to
hallucinations, who the fuck is callin my name
stayin sober cause i dont wanna, alter my brain
maybe im goin insane
maybe im not
but really who callin my name, like can you just stop
and all the creepy shit i see i might just paint a picture 
i used to drown myself in liquor don’t give me a mixture 
i tried to get into the scripture it wasn’t a fixer
im feelin lost, in my head is a dim light that only flickers

Lord Gasp:

I feel my life's been slowly taken away..

It Creeps (ft. Sect Unit)

BASED JESUS - Holy Chakras

If these 2 legends collaborated it would be something like this

Mama X 21 Questions Blend - Balti (PHAT ASH Bootleg)

Faceless forever together we rot.

[ alt - https://soundcloud.com/blanketgoblin ]

Angels Rest

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