shit made me want to step on Legos as I built an IKEA wardrobe with no instructions

Grim Salvo

÷CLOSE÷TIES÷ written and recorded by Grim Salvo
PROD. @33marrow

Art by johnssick

- L Y R I C S +

ᴍᴏꜱꜱʙᴀᴄᴋ

CLOSE TIES
Got no friends, only brothers on the cosign 
Bury bodies in the sand during low tide 
Beniot flying-headbutt with the closed eyes
Gotta big booty bitch I took a nose dive 
CLOSE TIES we got fungus in our bloodlines 
Oh my! She’s a dirty bitch, I don’t mind 
Won’t find a new body when the host dies
Don’t try, we just focused on them CLOSE TIES

ꜱʟᴇᴜᴛʜ

Sometimes I wanna sever every single one of my close ties 
I deduct
You never did nothing but lie and complain your whole life
Now you fucked 
So stuck
Sleep walking on a clothesline 

Yeah it’s CLOSE TIES
We really stuck with the sights 
It’s pouring out of both eyes
Had a little chill down my spine 
Now I see horseflies 
I’m in Napa Valley liquidating the plague swine
In the alley and drink it like wine
I’m not like most guys
All the shifty brained hoes 
Lurking beneath the wings but the legs stay cold
Stroke the pole and then the ego 
Feelin like grandeur SZN
Bitch is grumpy cause she teethin like a fetus
Why the fuck do you talk down to your people? 
The way we murder ink got us Bugsy like we some seagulls 
Bitch I ruined my own life 
I knew I just had to do shit 
Or else I was gonna lose it
Now I got the sight they’re all acting like Brutus 

ᴍᴏꜱꜱʙᴀᴄᴋ

Ay
Yeah I been down for a minute
Maintaining the only thing I know how is the vision 
I ran my tongue like half a mile in your kitchen 
Had you dying kept me lifted 
Grimey CLOSE TIES over golden villains
I got no sympathy for enemies
Got my goonies buckin in your mezzanine 
Habit of my anger gettin the best of me 
Gimme ketamine 
Before I rage on a hype machine 

I wanna drop into the center of the earth 
And let the pressure crush me
Curled up like a fetus while I’m breathing in the sulfur
Until I nod off to sleep 

ꜱʟᴇᴜᴛʜ

Now they’re all acting like Brutus
Tried to recreate our formula but in your hubris you did it foolish
You’re deluded 
I find it so putrid
Don’t ever judge me when your easel so fruitless 
Acting like Brutus
Tried to recreate our formula but in your hubris you did it foolish 
You’re deluded 

ᴍᴏꜱꜱʙᴀᴄᴋ

We just focused on them CLOSE TIES
Got no friends, only brothers on the cosign 
Bury bodies in the sand during low tide 
Beniot flying-headbutt with the closed eyes
Gotta big booty bitch I took a nose dive 
CLOSE TIES we got fungus in our bloodlines 
Oh my! She’s a dirty bitch, I don’t mind 
Won’t find a new body when the host dies
Don’t try, we just focused on them C-

÷CLOSE÷TIES÷

÷CLOSE÷TIES÷ {Prod. ³³marrow}}}%

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}}}%

1•300•LIQUIDATE written and recorded by Grim Salvo

Featuring: Bruxism @xbruxismx

Prod. ³³marrow @33marrow

1•300•LIQUIDATE

1•300•LIQUIDATE (ft. Bruxism)

Written by GRIM SALVO
Produced by @33marrow

-  𝐋 𝐘 𝐑 𝐈 𝐂 𝐒  +

I feel my face decay
Tell the behemoth to come and take this shit away
I watch my face fall off
Tell the behemoth I’ll pay him whatever the cost
I watch my face decay
Tell the behemoth to come and take this shit away 
I watch my face melt off
Tell the behemoth I’ll pay him whatever the cost

Take him by the eyes
Tried to feed him to the worms and the flies
I did not fuck with your life
No, I did not fuck with your life

All of these people are willing for digging their graves 
I don’t know you
Do not come to my house for the praise
And go hoping you’re willing to pray

I don’t want static
Bacteriophage automatic
No, I do not want all that damage
No, I do not fuck with your magic 
And try to imagine
All of my enemies up in the attic
Feeding off all their somatic  
Places that you go when other people go jurassic 

God is dead
He did not fuck with your life
There is no fate
The animals wanted the dead minds

Calibrate 
You better gravitate all the way out of your vertebrae  
Before the artificial heart 
Before the behemoth is gonna come up and take your ass apart
I am the unholy synthesis filled with the wickedness
Artificial heart
Fucking with 𝔅𝔢𝔩𝔭𝔥𝔢𝔤𝔬𝔯
Fucking with 𝓑𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮

I feel my face decay
Tell the behemoth to come and take this shit away
I watch my face fall off
Tell the behemoth I’ll pay him whatever the cost
I watch my face decay
Tell the behemoth to come and take this shit away 
I watch my face melt off
Tell the behemoth I’ll pay him whatever the cost

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟐 
I put the skelly in the god box
Tell your fucking friends this aint Fort Knox 
Fort Knox
Drop 4 masters in a tube sock
Hail mary with the 45 up in the boondocks
You must be guessing how to clean a bloodstain
I guess you’re plundering a rich spot
Hide it in a hole like Hussein 
The grinders show the brain 
Anatomy 
Listen to my kill shit rhapsody
Lately I’ve been seeing demons floating in the atmosphere
Hallucingenia worm would whisper blasphemy
I see things practically 
Anybody tries to take me over will dramatically 
Find out how much of them I carry back with me
Brain is rotten with the maggot 
Feast 
On all these agonies
Run it up for your majesty
All you people can try to mimic the measurements of my depravity
I’m fucking miserable 
You couldn’t last up in my faculties
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33MARROW
✄ ☹ ☜

BURNSIDE

Written and performed by GRIM SALVO x @tuMaggz x @mvkotsunami
PROD @33marrow x @tuMaggz

✄ ☹ ☜

Tropic of Sarin

Grim Salvo x Tumaggz x MVKO - TROPIC OF SARIN [PROD. ³³marrow x Tumaggz]

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}}}%

10:1 IKEJIME - Written and performed by Grim Salvo, ONI INC., and CoaastGxd
@grim_salvo | @oniinc | @CoaastGxd

PROD @33marrow

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

- L Y R I C S +

ONI INC.

Imma seizure in the pit
Might fuck up and  I break my wrist
I gotta fashion up my stick
Good luck you ever catch me slip
Into the darkest sleep you’ve ever had
Like I am Toga
A cutie but evil
I am Togata as I move through your people

SLEUTH

Looks like you and all your friends really hoping that you would just blow up
I know Mom and Dad would say you’re their buttercup who deserves their closeup
But you also have to be good enough for us folk who don’t give a fuck
It’s possible you’re passible but 10:1 you fucking suck

I’m like Nergal
Buggin' out in a crop circle
Creep in Tel Aviv with 40 thieves doin' epidurals
Got a gripe
Why every single parasite act so nice?
Just fleas in the moonlight
Always gonna want it simple they fickle but never got shit quite with enough bite
Every single night you devise dividing lines
So in hindsight they'll go:
“Yeahhh he was truly ahead of his time…”
Woah!
You go low
Fucking over anybody you don't know so they won’t blow 
They putting you in jeopardy
Empathy with the enemy
Compatible with the habit narcotic chemistry

Looks like you and all your friends really hoping that you would just blow up
I know Mom and Dad would say you’re their buttercup who deserves their closeup
But you also have to be good enough for us folk who don’t give a fuck
It’s possible you’re passible but 10:1 you fucking suck

MOSSBACK

Bitch I took the soul side journey
Left my body twitching
Ever since I returned to life I been acting different
When I smoke marijuana, got me ‘noia trippin
I think they following me cuz I know about the mission
Every time I think about it I get dizzy

Hiding from the world
My family say they miss me
Beaten by the man
You can call me whitney
Try to sell my soul but first I gotta sell my kidney
I stay up 48
Trippin over please sedate me
Slipping in the mud that made me
Definition of crazy
80 past lives
Got em stacked like kitty on the last line, no safety
Lately
I been feeling like all the eyes rolling back from the grey beast

COAASTGXD

I used to give a fuck what the people thought
Now I'm just fucking numb
Used to think that anything was possible
Now I'm just fucking done
So I set fire to my old self and came back with whole new stone shell
I broke through the mold
At ten years old, brought a corpse for show-and-tell
Im going to hell
And thats the way I like it cause if heavens full of righteous people I don’t wanna find it
All the pussy got me blinded
Plus in hell all the drugs are provided
New suit and it's made out of you
Flesh/hide
I'ma crawl inside
Don’t fight it
I'm just an animal who has a cannibal view
One of only a few
So glad you enjoyed the stew
I made that shit fresh
Lucky you!
So sad that we had to use the rest of your best friends for the second brew
Im a stressed out mess with a desolate view
Best guess? Im malevolent too
Cant turn back now
I got something to prove
I got a message to move
and on no god we coming through
COAST

SLEUTH

Looks like you and all your friends really hoping that you would just blow up
I know Mom and Dad would say you’re their buttercup who deserves their closeup
But you also have to be good enough for us folk who don’t give a fuck
It’s possible you’re passible but 10:1 you fucking suck

}}}%

10:1 IKEJIME

10:1 IKEJIME (GRIM SALVO x ONI INC. x COAASTGXD) {PROD. ³³marrow}}}%

Written and performed by Grim Salvo
PROD @33marrow

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

- L Y R I C S +

MOSSBACK

Out in the cold, don’t worry
No need to fear what I am
I wanna hold you with me
I wanna hold you with me

SLEUTH

Gang way
We feed the new strain
Secret veins seeping all into my brain
You can see it in the eyes of the slain

MOSSBACK

Call me Indrid Cold, cuz I’m frigid
400,000 years old, count the digits
Searching for my soul, cause it’s missing
Blood on the wall, it’s been written 
While you walking down the road
I got Terrorvision 
I might crack a broken smile with my muscle rigid
I might rock a suit and tie with my wig fitted
Got a message from the demigods transmitted 
Whispering goes the sound of the wing 
They would do anything to gaze upon the light that I’ve seen
And it brings with it a skin job painted in green and it’s obscene
Know what I mean?

SLEUTH

Gang way
We feed the new strain
Secret veins seeping all into my brain
You can see it in the eyes of the slain

Came to be something complete in my grief
Broke through static catatonia 
Losing you set it free
I’ve released the green disease underneath
In truth it was always me
You’ll be cleaved by miniature silver beams
I wouldn’t ever assume I come in peace  
I just came to leave
Never matters if you don't ever ache for the memory
What do you see when you see me
Pleasant a point of no return
Herald of injury 
What do you see when you see me
Ever present, incisor none the wiser 
Herald of injury 
Nothing much more than an accessory
Eating narcotic leaves in defeat
Cause we can't get relief

MOSSBACK

Out in the cold, don’t worry
No need to fear what I am
I wanna hold you with me
I wanna hold you with me

}}}%

Dolores

Moth Grinder

Written and performed by Grim Salvo
PROD @33marrow

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

- L Y R I C S +

Sample:
A: Okay dude
B: ...
A: DUDE
B: Wha?
A: Dude, dude, dude, dude!
B: Check it out--
A: --Wait look, we have a dance for this: It's called the Two N' Bop
B: Okay!
A: You thrust...
B: Okay!
A: ...and grab
B: Aight
A: Thrust. And grab...
A+B: Thrust. And grab...
B: Thrust.. 
A: ...and do the pump now
B: No dude...
A: Thrust... *heh*
B: That... that shit is ridiculous
A: Well what would you do??
B: I would do something a little bit more like...

SLEUTH

AY
Good god
Coming thru the smog
33 throw you in the gulag
Yes ma’am
What the fuck is egh egh
I think the truth is okay for now 
You’re fake like a paper crown 
Kill what we make 
Oppenheimer fucking his atom bomb 
Sheesh
I might have to preach
Coming up in the street: no leash
Paranoid drinkin bleach
Take a second 
Fuck up heaven with weapons
Get your blessing from many men with unpleasant professions
Cause we rabid for expression
Premeditated succession 
Wage races in cages
To end up as a legend 
Brain dead Samurai
The best way to live forever is to die
Move valuable not alive 
They know it’s only a matter of time — until you drop 
So they can decontaminate your traits 
Call that demise commodified

SLEUTH + MOSSBACK

Recognize this exorcism
Stream of piss
Mental diarrhea 
Know we had to do it to ‘em
Yeah you know we had to do it like that
If you got the way forward: Stay back.

MOSSBACK

Brain dead after sifting through debris and the wreckage of self-imposed depression
Self indulgent session
Gimme a break
Give him a break
He’s having a rough time too
Iron clad are the bars
Lion cage at the zoo
Everybody is solemnly waiting for the solution
“Let it be chemical” the secret conclusion
Let it be pretty like the sunset mixed with air pollution
And maybe the glow will answer my prayers
Turning my cataracts into the diamonds that I can go sell at the square
Devoured by the hype beasts
Ripped to shreds by the gnashing insecure pearly whiteys
Succulent trend setting
Dysmorphic pressing playing dress up
Spell your name backwards
Cash the check and bless up
Let loose the cannon fire and never stop wanting never stop craving 
Sex and drugs and sex and drugs 
And I’m above none of it
I'm as weak as the next
Drooling at the counter hounding over all the yoga pants

SLEUTH + MOSSBACK

Recognize this exorcism
Stream of piss
Mental diarrhea 
Know we had to do it to ‘em
Yeah you know we had to do it like that
If you got the way forward: Stay back

}}}%

CHEMICAL PEEL FREESTYLE

Written and performed by Grim Salvo
PROD @33marrow

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

- L Y R I C S +

MOSSBACK

Populace unwell, and I don’t mind
Ocean in a shell, seems to work fine
Magic beans to sell, you just gotta climb
It’s gory at the top, yeah that’s no lie

SLEUTH

Breathe in the glow of the cancer moon in the rancid sky
Everything just works fine
Breathe in the glow of the cancer moon in the rancid sky
I am here with you

Insecticide sidewind in my nervous system
Cooking up kills in the ergotism kitchen
Cyanide shrines
Pay it no mind
Come down off a lie
Gonna need a lifeline
Think she fell off cloud 9
Strychnine and a clementine
I swear it’s not gonna be like the last time
But the hive won’t fly
Cause in my guts I know everything works just fine

MOSSBACK

Populace unwell, and I don’t mind
Ocean in a shell, seems to work fine
Magic beans to sell, you just gotta climb
It’s gory at the top, yeah that’s no lie

Means to an end

SLEUTH 

Breathe in the glow of the cancer moon in the rancid sky
Everything just works fine
Breathe in the glow of the cancer moon in the rancid sky
I am here with you

How the fuck can you look in my eyes bleeding untruths?
Young sleuth, getting eviscerated by the sooth
Saying “stay the fuck off me”
Like Alan and his blue suede shoes
³³ is shooting higher
Catch us crashing in a blue suede coupe
Had a sweet tooth
Crying from all the quick epiphanies
Brown sugar in these blood roots
But now I think we’re really onto something huge
Got em itchin for that sneak preview

Means to an end…

}}}%

Ergot

Written and performed by Grim Salvo x JMattson (@j_mattson)
PROD @33marrow

Art by SLEUTH

- L Y R I C S +

JMATTSON

I don’t speak too much 
I’m the quiet type
But come to one of my shows and imma show you what a riot like
Motherfucker yeah I’m down to die tonight 
Sipping cyanide
Me and my demons seeing eye to eye
I try and try but fuck it
I kick the bucket 
Switchblade I tuck it
The blood get all on my knuckles
I fucking love it 
My stomach, it fucking rumbles 
I’m on a budget
I’m hungry 
I don’t want trouble, but bitch I’m hunting
Better run, better get to cover quick
I’m coming for that cashflow
Any motherfucker can get it
Yeah I’m an asshole
No better place than on the run
I’m feeling like I’m Rambo
Grabbing the machete from my hip
I’m out of ammo
Grab hold ya neck and bitch I squeeze until your head pop
Dark web files encrypted inside my desktop
Motherfucker itching to get in my fucking head
Stop a motherfuckin' bullet before I would ever let y’all

SLEUTH
 
Bitch it’s all your fault
Don’t be pathetic
I’m a geek, I’m a fiend, I’m a menace
Flip the beef in the street
No cheese no lettuce
We could really make it better if you let us 
[x2]

MOSSBACK

Slipping in the paint
Sorrow face, no sticky
You wonder where the heat is 
I got plenty don’t be picky
Don’t act so defeated 
Drink some liquor 
You look sicky
Gimme a reason to flip a bitch like SSX Tricky
Battle axe, heart attack when I’m bugging
Corpse paint granny on my dick mean mugging 
Please cousin 
I don’t need the grief 
No luggage 
No baggage 
Stay back 
Stay mad 
We buzzing
Keep scrubbing
Coughing off the wicked
I’ve had visions 
Way beyond depiction in the written
I’ve had family turn on me
Fuckin up the mission thinking that we’re different 
Why you causing friction 
I’m spliffing in the fetal position 

SLEUTH

OH.
We buzzing
Fuck with all the ruckus
Got the lame brains clucking
I don’t think you’re paid 
I really think you straight bluffing
Know we’re headed to heavens
But it don’t change nothing
What the fuck

Bitch it’s all your fault
Don’t be pathetic
I’m a geek, I’m a fiend, I’m a menace
Flip the beef in the street
No cheese no lettuce
We could really make it better if you let us 
[x2]

Flip the beef in the street
No cheese no lettuce
We could really make it better if you let us

}}}%

SKEET MODE

SKEET MODE (FT. JMATTSON) {PROD. ³³marrow}}}%

TrenchWorld (feat. Grim Salvo) (prod. ³³marrow)

Dr0nched In Sw0t (feat. GRIM SALVO)(prod. ³³marrow)

Written by Grim Salvo x 99zed @lilsherm187 x Saliva Grey @salivagrey
PROD. HELLMEBABY @hellmebaby

- L Y R I C S +

SLEUTH

Think I don’t give just enough of a fuck
Glow like I’m frozen
My dosage corrupt
Flow like a chosen until I combust into nothing but dust
My son, I don’t think you want to press your luck
They gonna go put you in your place with the taste of the rust 
Old game’s so corrupt
Lotta fans gotta fetish for the blood 
Father figure was a .38 
There goes that son of a gun
Leading them all astray with disgrace for the next fresh dove
Pray for a man who won’t settle 
He likes to meddle with all the shit that the people peddle 
They might pop a little quiet pill up in his dental
They hope you aint got the potential to let go
And assemble your own end goals
So bleed every last drop of the dream
From the throat of some old GOATs 
No antidote for the soul bloat 

MOSSBACK

Bitches try to hold me by the goatee 
On my dome piece
Like they own me, own me
I just feed 'em pepperoni on a hoagie till they foamy 
Back in ’03 I was already OG
2014 showed me
I can only proceed in the lonely, as a trophy
Think you know me?
You a homie?
Get you out my situation with a ceremony 
I give grown men nightmares
Call me alimony 
When you talk all I hear is a dial tone, so phony
Tellin' everyone you eat good but your girl looking bony 
Feed that bitch some macaroni
Or she’ll find me, low key 
Looking for a pokey
Ride me like a Ginuwine Pony
While you getting nosey with your cronies 
When you find out 
I’ll be dead already under 6 feet of concrete

SALIVA GREY

Pull up with the motherfuckin' blade on my conscience
Fuck the meds in my pocket
Imma go off 'em
Motherfuckers ain’t honest
But they really good at shouting
Fuck about the commas?
Why they living so shallow?
Take a look up at the shadow
I...
Woke up today and I ain’t meditate
Now all my demons gon' circle my brain
Now all a sudden I hate life
Fuck up out my damn sight
Hold up for a second 
99, Saliva, Grim are in this bitch you know we coming with that motherfuckin' cemetery flow

99ZED

Smile on my face while I’m grippin' on the hatchet
Pull my hoodie up, like I’m Jason get to slashing
Choppin' up they limbs 
99 is going batshit
East End Butcher finna leave your carcass ravaged
99 keep the fuckin' knife on the nightstand
Ready to take your life in the night like I’m Iceman
Creeping out of sight 
I keep the ratchet in my right hand
Painting the walls red
I am the catalyst of violence

Boysenberry Sepsis

BOYSENBERRY SEPSIS (FEAT. SALIVA GREY & 99ZED) [PROD. HELLMEBABY]

Dastardly Duo 
✵ SLEUTH ✂ MOSSBACK ✵

@33marrow

SKEET MODE (FT. JMATTSON) {PROD. ³³marrow}}}%

Grim Salvo

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