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Producer info: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCVq-zlfMTL82lpJUS7oK9mA 

Lyrics:
There is a place where I'm not found anymore x2

you got the wrong idea, 
do you understand that the pain is for your growth
you got the wrong idea
you think you were struggling, well not anymore

dissociating now, see the city lights
I feel the rouse when I join into the night
steer the doubt into a shadow lurking
note: (something to work on)
I merge out of sight

I feel the movement of the tears in your eyes
but I must ruin, and disappear for a fright
now, I know what we're losing
but what I do Is avoid, cause my own emotions
is a load that I cannot ignore (anymore)

How to say, that we're not the same
but you cannot refrain from this dark February 

there is a place where I'm not found anymore
lost in my head, but the control - I can afford
there is a place where I'm not found anymore
and solitude might be the next door

Sweet dreams, sweet love, ambition is contagious 
stuck in between giving up and toleration
there's only one thing I want
only thing needed
and I'm not gonna change that
so grieve it
love making me worse, or better?
Oh juliet, you direct my weather

and I don't want to be found anymore
so I guess, I'm going abroad

Missing For The Sake Of Transformation (Prod. NetuH)

Witchouse 40k - HOLLOWBONES (Prod. Mada Mazza x 33marrow)
Mixed and mastered by: 33marrow
H A U N T E D  H O U S E

Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hgi7IVdE1n0

HOLLOWBONES (Prod. Mazza x ³³marrow) (Video in Desc.)

Angels Rest

Witchouse 40k - "BONEYARD" (prod. VISH)
Mixed and mastered by ³³marrow
HAUNTED HOUSE  747  T R A S H

Music Video: https://youtu.be/wQMN9H6J3J4?si=hpfJG99vcXtGJDlq

Witchy:
Spotify and Apple Music - Witchouse 40k
Instagram and Twitter - @witchouse40k 
Youtube -  @witchouse40k  

VISH:
Instagram - @beats_by_vishnu

³³marrow:
Instagram - @33marrow

Lyrics:

(HOOK)
Mold on my body, my soul decomposed
Blood in my eyes like you know I see ghosts
Came up from pennies, I been on my own in this bitch, out the gutter you know that I float 
Spiderweb chain, from a mask on the face, I been up, but remember the days I was broke
Yeah yeah
Hop out the sediment, bugs in my clothes
Skin on my skeleton cold
Came out the dirt like some bones
Stay overdosed with it, Forty been through 'bout the most of it
Used to be whippin the stove
Death to my foes
Bounty your blood and I package your body and snatch out your soul with it
Who want the smoke wit me?
Crawl through your block knock your skully, these bullets got turn em to ghosts

Stuck in my dreams
Yeah
Holes in my lungs I can’t breathe, she watching me go as I fall to my knees
Yeah
Snakes in the grass let em bleed, I shed em often, leave em lost in the weeds
Yeah
Dont give a fuck where the demon goes, tracks on my arms always covered by sleeves
Yeah
I been through hell since a little kid, still on my own, I’m at home with the fiends

(VERSE)
I’m smokin dopamine
Mold on my tomb, forty deep, ain’t no folding me
Seen where the soulless be, baby Im, born to be wicked
I guess that’s the way that it goes
Yeah, yeah
I wanted gold on me
Came up from poverty, snatching off rosaries
Sleep where the soldiers bleedin
Burn the cards I was dealt, show my hand to em bet that he folds
Yeah, yeah
Rot in the coffin, I’m packing they bodies, I pullup on em put the Glock to his face
Muhfucka wanna act like a bully, but watch when we pull up we chalking his grave
I’m the god of the Wraiths
Opps in the way, they've been plagued by the wicked, your block gon decay
You ain’t holding no weight with me,
Cut up his body, Im smoking em out, I’m gon put that on gang
Hop out the grave
Moonlight up on me, I’m always to blame
Safe when I’m walking, I’m often deranged
Wickerman armory, lock em away
Take the skin from his body, his coffin awaits
Wasting away, see me crawling in place, I’m gon
Cut off my wings, I've been locked out the gates
Fleas on my body, I scratch at my veins, I been fiendin for locust, how long can I wait

(HOOK)
I decompose
Blood in my eyes like you know I see ghosts
Came up from pennies, I been on my own in this bitch, out the gutter you know that I float 
Spiderweb chain, from a mask on the face, I been up, but remember the days I was broke
Yeah yeah
Hop out the sediment, bugs in my clothes
Skin on my skeleton cold
Came out the dirt like some bones
Stay overdosed with it, Forty been through 'bout the most of it
Used to be whippin the stove
Death to my foes
Bounty your blood and I package your body and snatch out your soul with it
Who want the smoke wit me?
Crawl through your block knock your skully, these bullets got turn em to ghosts

Stuck in my dreams
Yeah
Holes in my lungs I can’t breathe, she watching me go as I fall to my knees
Yeah
Snakes in the grass let em bleed, I shed em often, leave em lost in the weeds
Yeah
Dont give a fuck where the demon goes, tracks on my arms always covered by sleeves
Yeah
I been through hell since a little kid, still on my own, I’m at home with the fiends

BONEYARD (prod. VISH) (Video in Desc.)

prod. lazeey x rose
[https://li.sten.to/cosmichumilityinterlude]

lyrics:
This shit be sick, then I’m the doctor, uh
Hollows out the chopper, uh
Bangin out the window
Hollowtip, meet oblongata, huh
I just caught a body, huh
Take it to The Promised Land
Ima run it back
And stack the chips until a hunnid grand
Then double it

Ok, I'm creepin with that fye, uh huh
Sneak in from behind, uh huh
Bonjour, magnifique
That hollowtip gon blow his mind, uh huh
AK-45, uh huh
Hollup
47, huh
That boy like computers
Let him peep this Mac-11, huh

I go POV
Oh boy, that G-Lock yo competitor
I want Givenchy so I tote heat to get my credit up
All yo hoes on me
I don’t want she, I want her debit card
Y’all don’t want no beef
Y’all boys go vegan with the predator

Out in D-Town swangin
All this silver on my fingers
Got a nigga movin gaudy
Model bodies on the razor
All imprisoned in my mind
But in my body I’m a singer
Busy stickin with the shottas
Steady mobbin on you haters
Elevator to my condo
In my casa, I'm a savior
Had to piss all in the pot
Them yellow drops could fuel a hangar
Aviators on to block out all the shots that you been takin
Aggravate me one more time
I’m giving line ups with a laser
Why you shakin, nigga?

Cosmic Humility Interlude

official music video

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

LYRICS:
Okay (okay!)
Revy told em watch out for the snakes (for the snakes!)
Bitch I look like runnin shit it's prolly cuz you ain't
I'm finna take off, put you on the radar
Everything you say dawg
Sounding like its fake
God dammit Imma ride for my team
You better pay your respects
All that talk shit is cheap
I'm coming straight for your neck
I fuckin break hoes
Listen what I say hoe
I ain't with that lame shit
You gettin waht you pay for, pay for

Stickin it back my body look like I'm about to die, I'm a wreck
You Talkin crazy imma hurt you, Yeah I swear I'm insane
Gold chains never felt right, get high
I been doin dirty mothafucka better hop off my back
I'm on fire, Revy gettin higher
I'm about to drop a fuckin rock I need a lighter
They gettin tired, "Revy why you fuck up?"
My brain don't work the same
Now pussy boi go shut the fuck up

I just dropped a ball I got my shawty fuckin tweakin hoe
Fetty do em dirty might not make it thru the season hoe
My fate finna take a fuckin turn into the grave
Drop a body like a dime I do the dash I cant be late

Okay (okay!)
Revy told em watch out for the snakes (for the snakes!)
Bitch I look like runnin shit it's prolly cuz you ain't
I'm finna take off, put you on the radar
Everything you say dawg
Sounding like its fake
God dammit 
Okay (okay!)
Revy told em watch out for the snakes (for the snakes!)
Bitch I look like runnin shit it's prolly cuz you ain't
I'm finna take off, put you on the radar
Everything you say dawg
Sounding like its fake

I NEVER NEEDED YOU

I NEVER NEEDED YOU (prod. RULZ)

CAUTION

prod. by triple murder beatz, zaki ali & 4ria

lyrics
The truth will destroy you 
What’s love, if not loyal?
What lust, if you’re spoiled? 
What’s struggle, if plush?
Abused and recoiled 
Refuse to be foiled 
By fools and some voyeurs 
By lovers and runts 
Suffer through ploys 
On the hunt for new joy 
You know nothing new, boy 
I don’t fuck with you cunts 
Troubled, I juggle these cartons of drugs 
To sharpen my heart
and to harvest new love 

Break bread with my demons every season
I’ve been contemplating leaving 
I could never my mind up 
Towards the terror staring at me, my eyes shut 
Tortured by lovers with lust that comprised of
New clutches, up and under,  fucking my pride up
Another counterfeit bitch I got tied up with 
Can’t encounter this shit without vile luck 
Times up, fuck it 
Let me rise up 
If word is bond 
Then I’ll tie these flows tight like a rope
I’m on a host of pills 
Like I’m just supposed to feel calm 
You know the deal 
All the shit I ever wrotes too real 
Switching rhythms 
Killing hopes, revealing my inhibitions may evoke appeal 
Living like I’m just a ghost, I chill
Bitch, I’m grown, I feel  
Down to be goat 
Ideally don’t ever choke 
Compose flows to cope and heal 
4 beats in a bar, 4 chambers in a heart 
4 days, no sleep 
I was dreaming of the stars 
Troubled days, I was drained 
It was raining in my heart 
No restraint from carving another scar 
Switchblades, an inch away to inflict pain 
Shades in the dark, I can’t ever think straight
When the pain sparks
The sick traits of my heart thats been caged falls to a grim state  
On the fringe of my sin, I’m convinced when I meet ‘em
That they don’t like me, but, I don’t like me either 
No time to spite or greet ‘em
Might as well fight the feeling 
Take flight and leave them because I don’t like to see ‘em
Hope I never need ‘em again 

The truth will destroy you 
What’s love, if not loyal?
What lust, if you’re spoiled? 
What’s struggle, if plush?
Abused and recoiled 
Refuse to be foiled 
By fools and some voyeurs 
By lovers and runts 
Suffer through ploys 
On the hunt for new joy 
You know nothing new, boy 
I don’t fuck with you cunts 
Troubled, I juggle these cartons of drugs 
To sharpen my heart
and to harvest new love (x2)

(I can’t let it go, I can’t let it go, I can’t let it go)

I can’t let it go 
She already knows 
I’m already cold 
She’s already gone 
I can’t let it go 
She already knows 
I’m already cold 
She’s already gone 
She’s already gone
She’s already gone
She’s already gone 
She’s already gone 
I can’t let it go 
She already knows 
I’m already cold 
She’s already gone 

44 MB OF TRAUMA

Send Em Hate

LÖVE SICK (PROD. CRCL)

BURNT BLOOD (Prod. s smack)

LYRICS:

Revy:

Revy fallin out
Stupid bitch done threw my fet away 
I ain’t really trippin on a bitch I let her get away
Rip the fuckin blade and tell her imma do it anyway
Call the fuckin cops I promise bitch I’ll take your head away 
Bitch I’m here to stay 
Woke up talking smack like 
H-E-R-O-I-N dick her down until she act right 
You you you a cap right
Heard you got that pack 
I might take a blade and rip that dope out
Off your back like 
Stickin it back with a 4 5 6 
Mothafucka wanna play gimme all that 
Got time to waste
the whole population 
Stay booted up I’m on revs time
Told my bitch that fetty get her good until she gone 
I take a hit and let it rip I promise you ain’t going home 

Zeta:

WE OFF THE GROUND HOE
GET THE FUCK UP OUT THE ROOM
BITCH ITS STAINSET ON YOU NECK 
LET YOU MUHFUCKAS KNOW
CATCHIN HANDS WE AINT BOUT DANCE
PULL UP IN A TRANCE
UNDERSTAND WE AINT FUCKIN FRIENDS
BITCH YOU JUST A FAN

LIKE A GOD IM POPPIN CHAKRAS
STEP UP IN OSAKA
CUT YOU LIKE TETSUSAIGA
ION NEED TO POP A YABA
ONLY WORRIED BOUT THE GUALA
MONEY TALKIN COMMAS
PICTURE PANORAMA 
YOU AINT FIT THE DIORAMA 

IMA TELL IT LIKE IT IS CUZ I DONT KNOW ANOTHER WAY
KEEP ON TALKIN ALL THAT SHIT LIKE YOU GOT WEIGHT IN WHAT YOU SAY
WE CAN TELL YOU BEEN A BITCH AH THAS JUST THE WAY YOU MADE
I BEEN SMOKIN ON A COTTEN AND I KNOW YOU CANT RELATE

DONT TRY TO HANG WITH US
THIS DOPE A GOD KILLER
MY ZIP A FOUR FIGURE FLIP 
AND YOU SHOULD RECONSIDER
BEFORE YOU HIT THE STRETCHER 
THIS AINT NO FUCKIN PRESSURE
THAT SMOKE A SOUL TAKER
ELEVATE AND MEET THE REAPER BITCH

LIKE A GOD

LIKE A GOD (prod. LeLxx)

When God says something, he means it. God's word is true. God's word is eternal. God fulfills his promise. My newest album finished August 2025

Living up Grace

No god damn i'm tryna vibe.

Lyrics:
text back
no way
fuck that
cold case
blacked out
black coup
black shoes
no face
blessed up 
ok
pressed down
no change
tap out
said who
we blew
cobain

step out
no lace
i leave
no trace
no scene
no crime
stay high
always

test me
i test back
blunt feed
no contact
see shit
be shit
elite shit
you rugrats

bitty got a bad lil waist
give her my kids to taste
break her back bitch concave
run it back got no save
fuck it up can't behave
come in up got me strange
reckon it appear that way
record dont fear no fate
i might get it done one day
but i might be dug one day
6ft foot grave 


bitch i gotta cut the weed
and up the speed
then shave my head
like mr clean
im fuckin up

gotta get a
a cup bleach
i fucking reak
i fucking fiend
i need a bullet
where i breathe
let it cut 
my teeth

numb to the blade
what the fuck you mean

i dont need a k 
i need my gut to bleed

drink all my pay
where the celler be

smokin cellery like

trash kid 
trash kid
where's yo come up
where's yo clique

bad shit 
bad shit
that gone come up
to you bitch
snap you like elastic
drop you like a mattress
fuckin up my canvas
get up out the planet

trash kid 
trash kid
where's yo come up
where's yo clique

bad shit 
bad shit
that gone come up
to you bitch
fuck you acting tragic
dissapear like magic
powder got me laughin
all i see is static

UH

text back
no way
fuck that
cold case
blacked out
black coup
black shoes
no face
blessed up
ok
pressed down
no change
tap out
said who
we blew
cobain

Text Back No Way

Text Back No Way (prod. Ermashov)

Faceless forever together we rot.

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

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

Faceless 1-7

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