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)

WE BACK MFER AN WE AINT LEAVIN

lyrics:
if you sinnin with my breed
know i'm gone attack
teeth white with chlorine
they aint coming back

people take what they need
i dont gotta track
if you sinnin with my breed
know i'm gone attack
teeth white with chlorine
they aint coming back
i been dying just to breathe
like it cardiac

thats no homerun 
you go homerun
you aint no one
i'm that shogun
im what come out
when your girl throw up
fuckin own up
you don't own none
cope aloner
in my zone i
feel the soma
nagato i
meet the quota
fuck a donor
got that rona
still be over
yuh

don't talk
like you know us 
you make me
fucking throw up
i know you tried
to fold us
to red an blue
controllers
like this gone be my glow up
yea bitch come hear the chorus
like fruit we teleporter
you blink an never saw us
yea

fuck that bitch 
i faunicate 
decay
then stack a plate
case the place
incase a chase
i fade in to the fae
keep your collar
close like most
you gone domesticate
i dont my need my throat
at all let go

catch you at the fountain
thats a call out
inferno where we gone ball out
fallout radiate the call round
spew fire like im a core hound

get up
rush it like it zerg
your face 
toward the curb 

THEN I STOMP STOMP STOMP
KOOPER BITCH GONE GET MY BOOT LICKED
RUN RUN RUN
thought you love that physical shit
DONE DONE DONE
said right now you better prove it

deadly wit the fendi
designer I made it messy
kept it petty when im ready
their pack gone pass to confetti
bitch im betting fuck attending
to anything that you send me
semi german with the steiner
katana if you get near me
turn to surgeon i'll be certain
to purpose your organ fairly
get it steady cut the belly
then sell it off to the deli like

take what you  need
i dont gotta track
if you sinnin with my breed
know i'm gone attack
teeth white with chlorine
they aint coming back
i been dying just to breathe
like it cardiac

people take what they need
i dont gotta track
if you sinnin with my breed
know i'm gone attack
teeth white with chlorine
they aint coming back
i been dying just to breathe
like it cardiac


yea 
i been dying just to breathe
know my life like my disease
cauterize until i freeze like yuh   

i been dying just to breathe
know my life like my disease
cauterize until i freeze like

Cardiac

CARDIAC (prod. DIMEBAGGIE)

Feasting.On.The.Guts.Of.Angels. written and recorded by Grim Salvo x @kamaara
Prod. @33marrow

- L Y R I C S +

[Hook: Mossback]

You think that I won’t
I’m sick of the front
I got no fucking patience, yeah yeah
She jump down my throat
Manage your expectations, yeah yeah
You’re building a roof
When you got no foundation, yeah yeah
Signal the smoke
Spare me the altercation, yeah yeah
I’m sick of the front
I got no fucking patience, yeah yeah
She jump down my throat
Manage your expectations, yeah yeah
You’re building a roof
When you got no foundation, yeah yeah
Signal the smoke
Spare me the altercation, yeah yeah

Been a minute since I really took a minute, yeah yeah
Been fixated on too many different women, yeah yeah
I’ve been spinning, avoiding all my feelings, yeah yeah
Spilling my guts while I’m staring at the ceiling, yeah yeah

I’ve been here too many times
I’m slowly loosing my mind

[Verse 1: SLEUTH]

Bitch I’m broke and I got holes in my clothes 
But I am not impatient, yeah yeah
What the fuck I do I want?
Think I got hesitations, yeah yeah
³³ always gonna be spicy
Call it capsaicin, yeah yeah
Under the impression that we’re ever gonna stop
But you’re fucking mistaken, yeah yeah
You a façade
Bitch you so fraudulent
I can see it on your face
Not so confident
Tried to manipulate me and my brothers
Thinking I won’t but that bitch needs a buffer
Used to pawn licks now I’m top of my game 
Peeling the skin back from under my face 
Got a taste for it
Now I just do it for thrills
Tried to bait me
Put a shot in his gills
Not mad — I’m the gadfly
No cyanide cause the world just gonna keep killing me still
Sleuthy like Socrates 
No one’s ever gonna be able to say they bought me  
Actin’ like you not there but I still care
Still stare with a blank face
Wondering what the fuck is on the TV
With a Phoebe 
Tell me take her someplace 
Cause she really wanna to please me 
Got them blinders on like peaky

[Refrain: Mossback]

I’ve been here too many times
I’m slowly loosing my mind

[Verse 2: KAMAARA]

See red in her eyes 
All of these bitches evil, yeah yeah
You twisting your tongue
Twisting my mind that lethal, yeah yeah
Not part of the script
Taking you out the sequel, yeah yeah
Right before I leave:
I’ma get revenge max Keeble, yeah yeah
I’ma save you the heart ache 
Think it’s time that we part ways (Yeah)
Not here for the long wait (What)
Think my time is a short stay (Bitch)
You don’t know the half of me 
It’s sad to see that everybody 
laughed at me like Sadjuhsis
Now bitches throw it back for me so casually 
like “Deet-da-deet-da-deet-da-deet-da-deet-da-deet-da-deet”
Poor another cold one
Swallow down a whole one
Checking my pulse
Am I dead?
Can’t tell 
All that I know is I’m leaving my soul 
as you’re in my ear screaming “burn in hell”
Clip that 
Cause one day bitch imma come back 
rub this shit in yo face eat your 
words that disgraced
No more MIAs
Only KIAs 
Where the dog tags

[Hook: Mossback]

You think that I won’t
I’m sick of the front
I got no fucking patience, yeah yeah
She jump down my throat
Manage your expectations, yeah yeah
You’re building a roof
When you got no foundation, yeah yeah
Signal the smoke
Spare me the altercation, yeah yeah
I’m sick of the front
I got no fucking patience, yeah yeah
She jump down my throat
Manage your expectations, yeah yeah
You’re building a roof
When you got no foundation, yeah yeah
Signal the smoke
Spare me the altercation, yeah yeah

🦟🌎🦟

MILDRED

Feasting.On.The.Guts.Of.The.Angels.

Grim Salvo x KAMAARA - Feasting.On.The.Guts.Of.Angels. {prod. ³³marrow}}}%

prod @gullyspit
mix/master Lord Gasp

___________
would you love me still
if i told u i ain’t special just mentally ill
I got issues , call me narcissus like daffodils
I see ghosts and I need bags im tryna see those bills
Mama should have popped the pill

Would you love me still
If I told you I hear voices ain’t it kinda creep
They be ghostwriting my songs as I walk in the streets
All these citizens, NPCs stare at me 
And god I feel like breaking knees

I might comatose
Comatose
Comatose

Ima need my dose
Need my dose
Need my dose

I might comatose
Comatose
Comatose

Ima need my dose
Need my dose
Need my dose

Would you love me still
If I told you I can’t chill
I can’t stay still for a second unless I gobble pills
*you gotta chill*
That dude so nervous he be shaking Like a drill
*pneumatic drill*
 And when I die pickle my brain with some dill..
*What?*

What’s the deal with me
Kill my dreams, down the sink
Bitch I always drink, always drink
My grey matter shrinks!

What’s the deal with me
Dreams down the sink
Bitch I always drink, drink
Matter shrinks!

Come on spill the tea for me 
Tell me how you so retarded
Fragility taught me don’t be what They think you are 
And that minimum wage ain’t for Me, 9-5 makes me vomit
Y’all stuck in like 1840 , boy yo shit Is garbage

come on spill the tea for me 
tell me how you so retarded
fragility taught me dont be what they think you are 
and that minimum wage aint for me, 9-5 makes me vomit
yall stuck in like 1840 , boy yo shit is garbage

Comatose

reupload from CUT IT, BLEED IT, BREATHE IT.

Lyrics:

7 o'clock
I bust yo terrace
I don't care what you be wearing
got a weapon
that's intention
to puncture
your fuckin 
head in 
get him dazed

and you bet it
be fuckin ending
repent but this
clip extended
defend but the
message sent it
never came

fucking on the way bitch
I be on the same shit
happens every day shit ok

comedown just to play shit
bitch you never say shit
lock em in the basement evade

no chip on my ego
i got that egirl to deepthroat
she rollin up incognito
bitch im undead like getting brain

that bitch hot like cheeto
that drip all black call her Ito
i got that hit like a freethrow
bitch then i do it all again

2k on my whip
get up off my dick
i don't give a shit about you
boy is just jit
fuckin with the ops
he bound to come up through a ditch
come and take a pic
like

i said
2k on my whip
spin it like a 5th
running like the john
that gotta ticket now he dip 
rollin with the kit
pistol with the grip
know it like it is
i got a way

2k On The Whip (prod. gosha)

MASKING FLAWS FACING TRAFFIC

lyrics:

Cryogenic all my pieces
Hollows popping through the chrome
Lava leaking from my body
Probly rotten to the bone
Nah I'm not fuckin with you leeches
Probly caught him at the store
That chopper spit bout 30 rounds
Now watch his body leave his soul

My flow enhancing
That boy just rancid
I told my mans
That my plans is to blow finances
And hella bandses
My tan Sig get so romantic
She got to chanting
And BLAM! bitch
It's underhanded
He lost a damn limb

I'm god again
Paint that wall again
Crank that bat and break his jaw again
So now that motherfucker cannot yawn again
I'm Spartacus
Sending DOOT! DOOT! DOOT! DOOT! through your cardigan
If I don't get what's mine then I might let these hollows off again, and...

Put a cap in his ass
Feel the wrath
I'ma drag to the back of house
Put a stack on X'ing him out
If a man wanna fuck with mine
Laugh at him now
Hit a nigga, put a rag in his mouth
I don't really think of asking twice
Blast and I'm out, what a god damn ass of a clown
Cut a fucker then I dug a ditch
Cuz I never knew another motherfucker
Wanna gut a motherfucker much as Rezzy
I'm in love with this

Cryogenic all my pieces
Hollows popping through the chrome
Lava leaking from my body
Probly rotten to the bone
Nah I'm not fuckin with you leeches
Probly caught him at the store
That chopper spit bout 30 rounds
Now watch his body leave his soul

My flow enhancing
That boy just rancid
I told my mans
That my plans is to blow finances
And hella bandses
My tan Sig get so romantic
She got to chanting
And BLAM! bitch
It's underhanded
He lost a damn limb

I'm god again
Paint that wall again
Crank that bat and break his jaw again
So now that motherfucker cannot yawn again
I'm Spartacus
Sending DOOT! DOOT! DOOT! DOOT! through your cardigan
If I don't get what's mine then I might let these hollows off again, and...

out on all platforms

a cold day in hell (prod. adjacen7)

GRAVEWORLD.TV/LIVE

w/ @istasha & @witchouse40k

mixed/mastered by @33marrow

produced by @istasha

TWENTYTHREE x ISTASHA x WITCHOUSE 40K - GRAVEWORLD.TV/LIVE

spinnin x how to love

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)

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 ]

Text Back No Way (prod. Ermashov)

Faceless 1-7