Years later and this still tuff as sht🔥🔥🔥

lxfe xn gxrmvny

w/ https://soundcloud.com/hell_usa prod https://soundcloud.com/netuhbeats

BROC $TEEZY x WITCHOUSE 40K - DEAD OPPS (PROD. NETUH)

Salamander (Prod. Muppy)

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)

401 (Prod. Kiraw)

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.)

BlessUsWithBlood (prod. akvri & call9nine)

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

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

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4bUILf5cBoU

prod @kingwicked

Don't dive to deep I'm in a submarine,
You'll drown in seconds if you follow me,
Do me dirty bitch fuck yo apology,
I'll Letchyo bitch go wallaby on my dick then swallow me
That bitch boy thought I was his friend hey now that's just pretend
Becuz I said wassup to you doesnt mean I even fuck wit you
I light my blunt then I ascend in the smoke & suspend
Runnin through my revenue, I smoke weed like I needed to

I TOLD THAT BITCH
GET THE FUCK UP, OFF MY, MOTHER FUCKIN DICK,
OIL SLICK!
IN THE RIVER AND IM BOUTTA BURN THE BRIDGE
FUCKIN CRINGE,
KILL THE PEOPLE WIDDA ACID FILLED SYRINGE 
THEN IM PINCHED
FUCK A DREAM YOU 
KNOW IM STILL UP IN THIS BITCH,
KNOW IM STILL UP IN THIS BITCH,
IM STILL UP IN THIS BITCH!
WHAT THE FUCK
HOW THE FUCK
AM I STILL UP IN THIS BITCH

Troll Under The Bridge [prod. kingwicked] MUSIC VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION

prod. @lunartalk

It feels good to float face down...


I'm on that new nice,

gimme that neck bite,

feeling like shit, right,

bring me that hit, aye aye,

I'm in the psyche, zone,

feeling like yikes, woah,

feeding my parano... 

giddy gon get some more,

I'm on that vision quest, heavy chest, neverland, bodybag ooh ooh,

you cannot see what I do, do,

I do not fuck with the truth, turth,

I write my own set of rules that I break,

all up in smoke like a witch on the stake,

dead in the street with the dialated grin,

and I wake up and do it again and again.



It feels good to float face down...



this is no way for a king to think,

wake up and make the kaching kaching,

ring ring, when that phone go,

and I'm dying all again like, oh no,

and I don't know why the fuck is it,

don't really know, but I must get it,

don't wanna go but I must hit it,

whipping out my phone let the dust settle,

I'm a bad man who got worse habbits,

give a little get a little and I'm back at it,

it's a riddle with no symbolism have at it,

when I finally OD just a sick addict,

with a ripped jacket, no fucks,

all my freinds downtown they got no luck,

am I just like them with no life left?

or should I just let go take a last breath...

Float Face Down (prod. lunarvision)

@xerogi

lyrics

Surrounded by roaches and rats
Under my couches and under my mats, like
I Can’t Wait To stomp the fuck out all of you 
Put, Spikes inta all of my bats
Swear to god Imma squash all you flat
Don’t, look me in the eyes and tell me lies I need the truth, you,
Always been easy to read
Just lookin atchyu I can easily see, through
Everything you say to me no it ain’t nuthin new...
Thinkin you SICK! like the flu 
But nobody gives a shit
bout what you do? So
Shut the fuck up fore I beat you till you get the clue 

20 thousand leagues under the sea I’m where the giant squids be
If you try to follow I’m crushin you like a ritz g
everyone sayin they get me but that doesn’t mean that you in this shit, wit me
How can I say more simply 
You a bitch, g 
Come an hit me
I never fucked wit nobody cuz back when I did they all left,
 they split, g
Leaving my life feelin sticky
Why you trick me
Leeve me pissy
All of the days that I live I can’t tell what this is 
am I real? this is Trippy
Everyones gunna say rip me
When the soul in my body gon ditch me

2x I was gon fuck on yo bitch but that shit needa tank it was smellin so fishy
Lookin like it was run through by a couple a dudes that thought you were the pit, sheish
Smokin on you like a cre-mate
Fuck on yo momma I de-flate
You won’t go nowhere you still in the basement at home-lil boy I can’t relate

2x What you wanna be?
Bitch I wanna be great
I’m someone nobody knows
Hidin insida my cave
Plottin on all my controls
Get hit wit my brain wave
Then you go ta zombie mode
Nobody screaming may dey 
I’m collectin alla ya souls

Soul Collector (Prod. Xerogi)

RED ROOM feat. JACK ACID (prod. GHOSTA)

{LYRICS}

(DEADBEAT)
Have you ever come to think that no one fucking likes you
Kill yourself and do the favor no one finna ice you
I was really trapping serving baggies through a drive thru
Doing what your favorite rapper do 2 times 2
SYKE
I'm fronting
Cuz they ain't doing nothing
They crazy lazy druggie fucks who claim they been your cousin
They wanna be yo blood because they know you gon be buzzing
Look how yo homies turn to strangers when this pistol busting

(Chorus){ALL}
Fuck i need hope
i might up me up the dose
X4

(Brian CrawFord) 
edge you wit the left side of my 5 inch, don’t come play wit me
i’m running through with 30’s, ridin dirty, bitch come fade wit me
flashbangs & c-4’s, i throw the shits they blow up
i run up, with guns up
i ate the mushroom, one-up

extra life, extra stock
police on me, hella cops
smoke the pigs out with the rocket
bullets on me, shellshockin
i don’t give a fuck about your mans or who he postin wit
i just want my glockiana bustin down the full clip

(Chorus){ALL}
Fuck i need hope
i might up me up the dose
X4

(DEADFIGURE$)
Got no face got no case
Pussy boi you is fake
Get the fuck out my way
You think we the same
Don’t got bitch in my veins
I’ll rip off your face
Step to me you disgrace
ILL LEAVE YOU IN FLAMES
bringing the terror
I’m ending this era
Tormented forever
unholy dissector
the demon professor
Your girl I undress
These humans are lesser
GOT DRUGS IN MY DRESSER

(Chorus){ALL}
Fuck i need hope
i might up me up the dose
X4

(STA!N)https://soundcloud.com/bissiboi
Razor still stuck in my side
Love to see em leak cuz im fucked up im high
Love to see em talk but he tongue tied
Lucky he anti
FUCK
Get the fuck up out my place like go Diego go
Shit you still in my face got me sinking so low
Sledge to his face turn to his face to some doe
Murder no case turn his body to grow
in my back yard bodies laying below

UPPING UP THE DOSE

NO I DON'T SKATE!
but i do be on that motherfucking grind 

{lyrics}
(CHORUS)
I'm on the grind
Nigga talk that shit ima slide
Drop straight facts i ain't gotta lie 
On the grind ti'll i motherfucking die 
Man i'm chilling i don't even gotta try 
Villain chilling in the building high 
Acting idiotic just to get by 
Looking like a damn sheep in they eyes
But im running shit i'm just the master of disguise
Always fucking high luke walking on the sky
Pussy rock the boat like we be living life of pi 
Fucking with the villain man i swear i'm not the guy 
We can go eye for an eye for an eye

GET PAY BACK UNTIL EVERYBODY DIES 
(VERSE 1)
What the fuck don't hit my phone 
Please just leave my ass alone
Want they fix like autozone 
I made all these shadow clones

I done moved alot of work through the damn hole
Think i'm playing when i'm saying that i snatch souls 
I'm grim reaper and i been asshole
Florida bitches looking at me like im Castro
I can't give a fuck i'm focused on my cash flow 
But they know that i know i'm about to blow 
But they know that i know i'm about to blow 
But they know that i know i'm about to blow 

(CHORUS)
I'm on the grind
Nigga talk that shit ima slide
Drop straight facts i ain't gotta lie 
On the grind ti'll i motherfucking die 
Man i'm chilling i don't even gotta try 
Villain chilling in the building high 
Acting idiotic just to get by 
Looking like a damn sheep in they eyes
But im running shit i'm just the master of disguise

(VERSE 2)
Love to talk cuz he really ain't got shit 
I was really all alone when i got this
people fake cut em off cuz they toxic
Flash back to all the shit that i was robbing
Running in with the bat man robbing 
Got me thinking but i keep my brain thoughtless 
Trying let my spirit be let i talk bitch
Trap P.T.S.D change the topic 
All my homies Japanese get the chop sticks 
All my homies Japanese get the chop sticks 
All my homies Japanese get the chop sticks 

(CHORUS)
I'm on the grind
Nigga talk that shit ima slide
Drop straight facts i ain't gotta lie 
On the grind ti'll i motherfucking die 
Man i'm chilling i don't even gotta try 
Villain chilling in the building high 
Acting idiotic just to get by 
Looking like a damn sheep in they eyes
But im running shit i'm just the master of disguise
Always fucking high luke walking on the sky
Pussy rock the boat like we be living life of pi 
Fucking with the villain man i swear i'm not the guy 
We can go eye for an eye for an eye

NO I'M NOT A SKATER (PROD PASTA)

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)

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401 (Prod. Kiraw)

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