Not my music just threw my 💖Favorite🕷️ Artists music together in a wack way hope u enjoy😋 

🕷️🪰🦟Witchouse 40k🕸️🦇🪳

im back for now after soundcloud took my shit down ;-; #rare #archive

WITCHHOUSE40K - BLOOD AND HONEY(prod. HVTRED)

I do not own this track nor do I claim any rights.

Witchouse 40k - For the Love of Genshin

Prod. RAN 
Mixed n master by tuMaggz
Cover by nomad blue

Real Life (feat. Witchouse 40k)

from up on silent hill ༼ つ ╹ ╹ ༽つ w/ witchouse 40k (prod. tyler creed, polearm, 33marrow)

Manifesting my reality with my brothers, bleeding out on my armor

Blxxdy Chainmail ft. Warlord Colossus [prod.$ithlord]

prod. DEXTAH
TRASH GANG visuals: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TQrAuVMCvxY
Shoutout my Nephilim family
WARHAMMER
Hellhound Militia to the grave
Nephilim till my soul rots

RED RUST feat. Warlord Colossus x 6th$ithLord

Prod. Mars Mission
Hosted by DarkTones Records
HHM x RVR3 in this bitch

BONEGRIP (feat. 83HADES) prod. Mars Mission

I AM THE ORACLE [prod. 5:10]

Witchouse 40k - Crying Webs [prod. $ithLord]

Track 04
Produced by FIEND
747
How do you think the world will end? I think rain.

4 Oceans

Lord Gasp:

Fuck that, finna feed from their souls
Acting like a soldier till I pop the skull
Line em all side to side like they animals
Sodium hydroxide till they decompose

Hey! if you think about me i creep out the crypts
Ima come to your bed and eat out your ribs
And i think that it's a little bit bitter
Yeah from what i remember your bitch tasted better!
On my wrist i wear the rest of all their veins
Cataclysm mercenary with the blade
In a hurry i bury him in a minute
Keep his spinal cord and go tangle that up in my curtains

Paris green, Yung ditto, Lord Gasp
Split personality but i'm wearing no mask
Hoe said she want it Nastii, fuck her with the feet (Feat)
40k on the table i split that with my g's

Nastii:

No illusion I been working
I ain’t sleeping 
Lately I been barely human
Saw you fold
Cause you talk about all the shit u been doing 
You get rolled 
Toss turning 
Body purple from the bruising 
Hold tight 
All this spite 
That shit be ready for abusing 
I need combat
Fuck em all these people 
Waiting for they chance 
Got a knife up to yo spine
When you get that first advance 
All you built yeah look around
Just a castle made of sand 
Go ahead, step inside 
Little sacrificial lamb 
Fuck that 
Coming in swinging 
When we done 
We leaving gasoline in 
Burn it to the ground 
That’s message 
Go ahead and fucking read it 
Paint the city black
Stomp out everybody kneeing 
Wrap the bodies in the flag
I know the feds is gonna see it

Witchouse 40k:

Pull up to the party I ain’t lookin like I’m sober
Walkin out the coffin yeah I’m finna feel social
Walking out tour body got some blood up on the Gosha
Pull up to the party just to act like I don’t know ya

Pipe down, done gone
Trash on the mask, I don’t fuck with VLONE
Black for the casket, bad to the bone yuh
Veins full of habits, past full of ghosts

Hello, I’m looking like a witch I guess you didn’t get the memo
Finger on the stick I’m in the game you in the demo
Said he want a feature so I send him to my Venmo
Coughing like I’m sick I’m rolling smoking on the endo
Hello, I’m shooting at your clique I leave em looking like jello
Cutting up a brick I stack a hunnid like some legos
Only wearing collars, I got diamonds on the bezel
Click clack, cock back, take his diamonds with extendos

Lord Gasp :

Fuck that, finna feeding from their souls
Acting like a soldier till I pop the skull
Line em all side to side like they animals
Sodium hydroxide till they decompose

Hey! if you think about me i creep out the crypts
Ima come to your bed and eat out your ribs
And i think that it's a little bit bitter
Yeah from what i remember your bitch tasted better!

MUSIC VIDEO

CAUSTIC SODA  ft. Na$tii & Witchouse40k  [prod. Na$tii]

BAD STRAINS 001
Prod. Klimonglue
747
Lyrics:
Coming from the mud to a motherfucking garbage can
Choppa with a scope got me feelin like the taliban
Turn em to a ghost, like it’s motherfukin Pacman
Cuttin on some dope,  and smokin on some Pakistan/
Always got a mask, and I always leave your pockets broke
I ain’t ever ask, shawty always wanna top me though
I ain’t give her cash, if she want it imma block the hoe
I ain’t ever cap, hitchu wita blicka blocka smoke/
Blicka blocka knockin with the choppa on your coffin door
I ain’t kill em I just hit em up and left his collar broke
I ain’t finish, I just got the addy imma hollow you
I got your bitches number, I never finna call her tho/
From da gutter,
Now I’m movin like I’m undercover/
Jacket on my body, hidin everything that’s under
Yeh yeh
Shawty met me now she wanna be my lover, I ain’t love her but told that bish I’m down to go and fuck her/
take ya mother soul
Fitty in the clip it at your brudduh soul
..He ain’t really bout it broker his poker face he fuckin fold
Fuck em though
I ain’t need a hunnid need hunnid more
Vamanos, now I’m shippin in I got some money dough/
Fuck a hoe, imma fly my shawty in from in from mexico
Hella dope, only smokin gasoline like Texaco
Medical, Imma turn a rapper to a vegetable
I’m never eatin bullets, only faygo mixed with hella smoke/
Pullin right up and I’m puttin hunnid round drum it gon plug up yo whip
Pullin right up and I’m putting a hunnid round glizzy it shootin and fuck up yo fit
Bullet gon hit em, I swear I ain’t miss em, or missin my mark, it gon hollow yo ribs
I got a hunnid on me, and the glizzy on me, and i buying the mourgue like a witch
Lil bitch/
(Haha she ain’t a 10 but I swear that she fuckable)

ZIKA! (Prod. Klimonglue)

Follow me on Instagram @makaveligodd


Album (天) Out Now!

1000 WAYS TO DIE [FEAT. WITCHOUSE 40K [PROD. BY LUKA BURR]

Written and performed by Grim Salvo x Witchouse 40k (@hell_usa)
PROD @33marrow

Artwork: Luis Perez Banus
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/perezbanus/

- L Y R I C S +

SLEUTH

It’s all bad
It’s all bad
Gonna gonna make you reap
Godheads on the rack
Gotta fiend within me
It’ll feast on the genes of the queen
Where I live is where I bleed

It’s all bad
It’s all bad
Gonna gonna make you reap
Godheads on the rack 
Gotta fiend within me
It’ll feast on the genes of the queen
Where I live is where I bleed

That methanal makes the mantis operational
Indigo mathematics 
Broken acid god insatiable
Please don’t be silent 
I call that bizarro onomatopoeia for clients 
I disguise my design in the pines
I try and survive to 45 
Mime surprise for the plain eyes
My old teeth
I divide your demise for the site
At the site
Gotta feed him for the: 
Cytoplasmic battery
Witness the death of gravity
Everyone I see: delete 
Black eyes bleeding agony
Night, day, night
Pray caught in the midnight
Moonlight
Savory prey I flay up to two times
So hail the cheddar shepard 
Feed the spider 
Rip the neck off little lobotomized broken lepers
Lurching about in the land of the water coma cannibal crimes
Breathing the filth in: reminiscent of better times
On the gang

MOSSBACK

Reaching for the light
I got a feeling that it’s stuck inside you
I don’t care what anyone thinks I’ve got to pull it out — She’s bleeding
Superhuman senses 
I can smell the roses, iron fences
I don’t care what anyone thinks
I’ve got to save the world

My initiation got me screaming trees: butt naked
Staring down the white horizon: eyes vacant
You can find me in the pantheon chewing on the idle faces
Stone gazes
Chilling in the high places 
Dummy dust, dummy love
Bloody cuffs, bloody hug 
Gimme neck, gimme lung
Cutting checks cutting tongue
I’m lurking w the steak knife
Surgery to space flight 
Bodies by the wayside

WITCHOUSE 40K

Smoking on wood till I feel like a cabin
I’m rollin extendos, my glock fulla habits
I’ve got a hundred round drum in my jacket
Might crack at your skull 
Fill you up with some lead like a basket
Bali when I mask it
Body fulla acid
Roll it never, pass it and I’m smoking all the gasses
Put you in a casket, and light it with matches
Blood all on your gut, from the hollow in your passions
Cut you with that stainless but hit you with that rusty chrome
I ain’t ever living painless
My past is full of ghosts
I’m a rockstar not a ghost
Ten holes in the body bullets in my soul
Said, fuck your set
ARs, got the weapon to your vest
Just like investments
When I’m flipping checks
Watch me flex
I’m a spirit suck me like a cigarette
I’ve got chains now, covering all the tats up on my neck
BLEGH

mossback: Reaching for the light
mossback: I got a feeling that it’s stuck inside you
sleuth: Millepedes in the weeds
sleuth: Gold teeth on my cavities
sleuth: Where I live is where I go bleed 
sleuth: What I see... can I witness the death of gravity

mossback: Superhuman senses 
mossback: I can smell the roses, iron fences
sleuth: Gold teeth on my cavities
sleuth: Yes, I am Pluto actually
sleuth: I don’t murder for me: it’s deliverance from your agony

mossback: Reaching for the light
mossback: I got a feeling that it’s stuck inside you
sleuth: Lurching about in the land of the water coma cannibal crimes
sleuth: Breathing the filth in: reminiscent of better times n the gang

✄ ☹ ☜

DOLORES

lurch.lung

lurch.lung (feat. Witchouse 40k) {PROD. ³³marrow}}}%

EGODEAT (prod. KLIMONGLUE)
747 HHM NEPHILIM TRASH
ACAB KILL 2020 
Official music video: 
lyrics:
50 drum, glozzy cocking watch your lungs split
40 racks all on me, now I'm looking sun kissed
wussup, said he want it so we smoke em up
eliante on the bezel hanging off my wrist/
put my fist up in your bitch,
shawty said she love that shit,
now we smoking out the zip, we rolling green up like a witch
Keep a chopper with a dick on em, I'm never gonna miss,
caught some bodies playing victim, way I'm always in the mix.
Broke my knuckle on your lip, what's up,
40 bricks im bout to flip i lost my job don't give a shit, bitch
yellow diamonds look like piss, i be chopping all these snakes up you gon finna hear me hiss
40 thousand dollars in my bank, no need to count that shit
i fell in love with money so im always out here counting it
all these artists fake they hearing gunshots and they cowering, i pull up on your block and leave a pussy rapper counterfeit,
lil bitch, where the money at? i know you're out here housing it, i never play with killers you a pussy and you're proud of it,
pillaging up your villa i go bump in the night, .45/5 with the potato to cut the sound of it/
cock back and i bang, click clack and i paint, smoke gas by the day, flak jacket in the bank, trash mask on the face
Yoppa make em levitate, i aint got a gang I've got a chopper like a heavyweight. no we cannot talk to much i never wanna converse
never switching lanes cu all these rappers wanna follow me, twenty in my pocket rocket shooting harmonies, fuckin on your bitch i want her soul ut gave her heart to me, put lead up in your arteries/
i got shooters who got get you on the low, yeh
i got ruler clips that hollow out your bones, yeh
smoke so much that i can never find my phone, i might just buy another one i might just stay the fuck alone, yeh

EGODEATH! (Video in Desc)

BLOODBENDER track 02
prod. NetuH
747 HHM TRASH GANG

WATCHYOURSIX [prod. NetuH]

USPS (feat. Witchouse 40k) (prod. Y$57)

Mix and Master By Tumaggz
Prod Yung Zodiacc
feat https://soundcloud.com/hell_usa

Throat Taste Blood (Ft. Witchouse40k) (Prod. Yung Zodiacc)

993 (prod. Soulker x Xietto) Dir. KING ZABB
H H M  747  T R A S H
(Music Video): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8uf9kUe05V0&t=4s

What is 100-7?

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