Witchouse 40k x TWENTYTHREE - “APPALACHIA” (prod. Mystxry)

(Official Music Video) - https://youtu.be/PVsVRE6HF1A

Lyrics:

(Witchouse 40k)
Cemetery, past full of ghosts
Pull-up with a blade, with a scope out
Cock back, got my hand up on your chain to your throat
Bitch I’m from the jungle, wheres the smoke at?
Skull crack.. Witchy leaving bullets in they bros
Pullup and I’m dishing them toe tags
A bully of the bandits, imma leave them wit no mask
Got no hands.. smoke a pussy rapper, get blown back
My hands up in his coffin, he not getting his bones back
Aye
Pullup to your addy with the Glock out, 
Fifty in the drum, I squeeze the trigger he get shot down
We pop out
Pulling right up, I see em and I call out,
“Walkin out the coffin I’m about to hold the block down”
Pullup alone, we gon pop up
Best have that two’s on your side when you walk up
Extensions all on me, I’m turning the block around
He want the smoke with the gang, he get shot up

(TWENTYTHREE)
No there’s no time for change, I give no mind to the pain, in the back it’s a stack of decay
I don’t hear the complaints  
Wash it now there’s blood up in the paint 
Fuck it up and see the body shake 
I never needed to relate 
Slowly know I’m headed to the grave 
Only waiting so I find the shade
With a safe and a blade
Run with delay on my brain and I 
Won’t need to work on my aim 
Know they’re talking bout nothing 
Through all the silence I’m hearing the other side see I can tell you he’s bluffing 
No they ain’t do that 
All of the talk on the internet ending with half of him stuck in a blue bag 
I think you knew that
Where is the truth at? 
I need to find a way out of the end I’ve been tying and bringing the noose back, who that?

Witchouse 40k X TWENTYTHREE - APPALACHIA (Video in Desc.)

Witchouse 40k x KAMAARA - SOUL SNATCH (prod. ³³marrow)
Shot and dir. by KING ZABB
HHM  747  T R A S H

Official Music Video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kK-O_-z2pLg

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

KAMAARA:
Spotify and Apple Music - KAMAARA
Instagram - @kamaara 
Twitter - @kamaarakage

³³Marrow:
Instagram - @33marrow

KING ZABB: @king.zabb

Lyrics:
(Witchouse 40k)
So he fuckin with the gang,
*Click Clack* hit em in the face now
Hand up in your pocket on your wallet, Imma take it to the bank
40 feelin gully in the brain, you a pussy imma leave em on the block where he stay
From the earth
Coming out the gutter with a gold blade tucked, caught a body with a curse
Imma leave em in the dirt
Run up wit the gang like an army, put a bullet through your muhfuckin shirt
You a dead boy

(KAMAARA)
Clock strikes 12, get killed on the dot 
Beam all red, know the blood don’t stop 
Soap preme socks beat the hype in y’all 
Corporate name brands got your ass on lock 
Witch brought the broom, let it air out the room
Yeah he dead in a poof, throw his ass in the coup 
To a cave in the woods, evil laughs by the slew 
Got the pot for the brew, turn his ass into stew 

(Witchouse 40k)
Wussup, aye came from nothing
Talking loud then you get fucking punished
Take your gold I’m gonna up they budget, Imma break your chain off like I’m from a dungeon
Dropped outta school but I stay with them Glock-smarts, I got no love for my opps
When I grow up I’m gon target em, two in his skully, he pussy you know he get popped
Blech

(KAMAARA)
Feeling like a nuisance 
Knock his brain now he clueless
Muhfuckas talking, pullin up but pullin out I swear to god these muhfucken pussys never do shit 
What’s the time? Where you at? Where you stay? 
Bitch I bought a new blade to expose all the veins
God damn god damn, killing shit no hands 
Getting touchy feely bitches in my pants

Couple ounces of pain 
Fortify my insane 
Flowing in through my veins 
Chains got zero restraint 
Fuck this life fuck it all
Cut em down watch em crawl 
Chomping down on all that bullshits got you loosing your jaw 
X2

I can’t separate, it seems I’m stuck on you!
Surrounded by these walls of blades, its only me and you!
No one left to stay, you’ve used them up and walked away
I pull the plug who gives a fuck you treat us all like human waste

Witchouse 40k x KAMAARA - SOUL SNATCH (prod. ³³marrow) (Video in Desc.)

SPIDERBLOOD 2: ROTTEN
Prod. Xerogi x 33marrow
747  HHM  T R A S H

Music Video:
https://youtu.be/5tuGUqkoR6k

Lyrics:
(Hook)
Nuke 'em out the coffin, I'm abouta cause a fallout
Blicky in the pocket, send a rocket through 'em, fall down
Hole up in his body, 40 hit 'em with a shot, Witchy running outta ops and so I guess I'm going all out
I got lots of gold in my pocket, we could ball out
Hopping out the dungeon, to the top we never stop now
Water on my cuban, now my throat begin to rot, getting money like a scholar only difference imma dropout
yuh
x2
(verse)
Big body foreign, windows tinted for the sun
40 on the block, I'm walking Glocky in the trunks
Coming up out the bottom, now we steady up the funds, all these artists on my dick been heavy looking like my sons
Hate me, Ion hate it, but they say I'm going dumb with it
Talking on the gang then 40 taking out they tongues
Hitting 'em with the laser, keep a switch up on the gun, catch em running out the back I'm in the attic like the grudge
Aye
Pop-out with the gang to your whereabouts, I'm coming out the muhfuckin mud, bitch I pull-up to the cut
Ive got lots of ghosts in the coffin, Witchy itching' I got spiders in my blood, bitch
Hit 'em with a drum clip, bullets through his lungs
Choppa get to talking, hallows knocking out his guts
Get back, let it bang on em, smoking opposition Backwoods, 40 roll up leave em looking like a Dutch
Cock back, take his name, I'm gon leave em on the run from the Witch, I'm a bad muhfucka, Im a God in this bitch
Glock with a stick turn your block into Swiss, you a pussy hit the coffin send a shot through his ribs
Talking like they with it, now they barking like a bitch, boy
Artists acting faker than the gold up on they neck
Pull-up to your city with a vest, looking like a vet, heard he coming to my spot that's a bet
Aight
Pull-up hit 'em with the Molly, now his nose drips
Ive been summoned from the bottom where the ghost lives
All these rappers acting pussy, on they hoe shit
Stand up in the way, on the gang, leave 'em hopeless
See his addy when it drops imma close-in, two twin Glocks spin the block, never noticed
Knock his skully, I'm gon leave they body broken, talking on my name 40 bringing all the smoke in
Aye
Knock his skully, I'm gon leave they body broken, talking on my name 40 bringing all the smoke in
Im gon
Im gon
Im gon
Im gon take that, uh
Hands on yo chain, I'm gon break that off
Came up from nothin, I'm raised bad, gang tats, mask on my face where the case at, now I'm gon aim with the Glock, knock his face back, uh
Sights through your vest, where the Jakes at, uh
Ice through my heart, I'm gon lace that, hate that, snatch out your soul with no take-backs, I keep my hands on your bitch, I'm gon take that, uh
(Hook)
Nuke 'em out the coffin, I'm about to cause a fallout
Blicky in the pocket, send a rocket through 'em, fall down
Hole up in his body, 40 hit 'em with a shot, Witchy running outta ops and so I guess I'm going all out
I got lots of gold in my pocket, we could ball out
Hopping out the dungeon, to the top we never stop now
Water on my cuban, now my throat begin to rot, getting money like a scholar only difference imma dropout
Blech
x2

SPIDERBLOOD 2: ROTTEN (prod. Xerogi x ³³marrow) (Video in desc.)

GARGOYLE (prod. HEKS x 33marrow)
HHM 747 TRASH

Official Music Video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m2jSTnqNxJo

Lyrics:
(Hook)
And I'm hoppin out the grave
Catacomb, walking out the coffin, no moon, i been stomping out the rain
Got a bullet in the brain
Pullup out the coffin, no jaw, Jigsaw with the mask up on the face
I ain't ever gon play no games though
Gold up on the fangs, okay okay
Catch a body, make a stain, taking halos
I could never leave a trace, okay okay

Glock forty, bullets spray your body
Feening lately, spiders on me crawling
I got ops watching, but they never got me
Got a demon with me, i aint scared of falling
ROOF
Ridin round robbin all the rich
ROOF
Riding round grimey off rip
ROOF
riding round i been in the mix
ROOF

(Verse)
Scythe in my hand, wipe the blood from blade, i could rip out your soul with it
Chain on me Voodoo, i come for your bones
Hellhound Militia, the ghost and the family
He testing the gang then we leaving em broke
Glock with a scope,
Skeleton boy so the girls on my dick with me always on go
Who want the smoke with me?
Pullup with gang for the throne, you want problems im making em choke

Hole in my chest where my lung is, i cut out my heart and i start to decay
I keep that rot on my body, your bitch said she want me, a zombie she gimme her brain
Walk out the dungeon, i move on your block, keep my hand on your neck, im gon take off your chain
I bought a glock for my mama, my blood stay protected, you know im gon put that on gang
I put the glick to your skully, im cocking it back and your body gon turn to a range
Im with gorillas and villains, we come from the dirt, see the scars, you and me not the same
i send a shot at em often, im never gon lack, I been loading up bodies in graves
Came from the cell fully auto, im hollow, its still free my brothers from outta the cage

Scythe in my hand, wipe the blood from blade, i could rip out your soul with it
Chain on me Voodoo, i come for your bones
Hellhound Militia, the ghost and the family
He testing the gang then we leavin em broke
Glock with a scope, skeleton boy so the girls on my dick with me always on go
Who want the smoke with me
Pullup with gang for the throne, you want problems im making em choke

(Hook)
And im hoppin out the grave
Catacomb, walking out the coffin, no moon, i been stomping out the rain
Got a bullet in the brain
Pullup out the coffin, no jaw, Jigsaw with the mask up on the face
I ain't ever gon play no games though
Gold up on the fangs, okay okay
Catch a body, make a stain, taking halos
I could never leave a trace, okay okay

Glock forty, bullets spray your body
Feening lately, spiders on me crawling
I got ops watching, but they never got me
Got a demon with me, i aint scared of falling
ROOF
Ridin round robbin all the rich
ROOF
Riding round grimey off rip
ROOF
riding round i been in the mix
ROOF
Riding round forty on the wrist
ROOF

GARGOYLE (prod. HEKS x ³³marrow) (Video in Desc.)

Witchouse 40k - HOBGOBLIN (2022)
Produced by: GHXST x ³³marrow)
Mixed by: ³³marrow

MUSIC VIDEO:
https://youtu.be/Z0J5T4b9hn0

Lyrics:
—
(Hook)
8 legs, zombie walking, now I’m talkin with the crows
Cemetery, tip toeing, hoppin over bones
Forty feelin cold, no heart, see the hole
Tryna pick up all the pieces, pick the petal off the rose
Came from Betty Crocker, now I cook it on the stove
like that
40 out the bottom, kickin doors like that
Roof
I lay your teeth on the road, stomp it and take out your soul

8 legs, zombie walking, now I’m talkin with the crows
Cemetery, tip toeing, hoppin over bones
Forty feelin cold, no heart, see the hole
Tryna pick up all the pieces, pick the petal off the rose
Came from Betty Crocker, now I cook it on the stove
like that
40 out the bottom, kickin doors like that
Roof
I lay your teeth on the road, stomp it and take out your soul

(Verse)
Forty always feenin, I'm a demon out the box
Devil up on my shoulder, leave em coughing till they rot
Pullup Im gon bring the problem to the muhfuckin block
New strap with a dot, run up on em he get knocked

Pullup wit a glock, bump stock for the ops
Real talk, muhfucka, bullets take away his thoughts
Actin so soft, so I had to cut em off, got the mind up on the money I could never take a loss

Forty alone, where they at
Glock on my body, no rats and 
I bag em, no cap cap cap
yuh
Slasher his clique, he ain’t bout that
Holes in his lung make em gasp
Nova they back, burn em up like the sun
We gon run through they home, cuz I came up from nuttin 
Broke out the bottom, was raised on the run, I won’t ever look back, all my scars turning numb

Police on me, run off like a rabbit, im gon eat it flush it, here you want it? Have it.
Flip the mattress, ion know what happened? "No your honor sorry, I got sober habits" 
Witchy lurkin, all these artist actin, I came out the dungeon, got my mamas baggage
Bring out the ghosts from his past, hold a grudge like a movie, I’m creepin all up in his attic

I got a gun, Lil forty gon run up, I’m charged like a battery bout all the static
I see his chain I’m gon grab it, I’m upping his budget, he broke like he pay me in taxes
Bitch try and play me, I nut on her face and I call up and tell all her exes she average
I got a Glock with a scope, put a shot through your throat, leave em coughing up heat like a dragon

(Hook)
8 legs, zombie walking, now I’m talkin with the crows
Cemetery, tip toeing, hoppin over bones
Forty feelin cold, no heart, see the hole
Tryna pick up all the pieces, pick the petal off the rose
Came from Betty Crocker, now I cook it on the stove
like that
40 out the bottom, kickin doors like that
Roof
I lay your teeth on the road, stomp it and take out your soul

8 legs, zombie walking, now I’m talkin with the crows
Cemetery, tip toeing, hoppin over bones
Forty feelin cold, no heart, see the hole
Tryna pick up all the pieces, pick the petal off the rose
Came from Betty Crocker, now I cook it on the stove
like that
40 out the bottom, kickin doors like that
Roof
I lay your teeth on the road, stomp it and take out your soul

Roof Roof

HOBGOBLIN (prod. GHXST x ³³marrow) (Video in Desc.)

Witchouse 40k x CYBERDRIP$ - NOCTURNAL (prod. CYBERDRIP$)

Mix and master by CYBERDRIP$
Art by Witchoise 40k

Official Music Video:
https://youtu.be/yKdwH_UbO00

Lyrics:

Aye slide, bitch
Look, look..
Double H M in this bitch

(Cyber)
Been knocking at yo door, sending bullets through your roof
You can find me on the block, yeah I been hangin like a noose
Been around the map, been gettin cash go get a clue
Came to run it back, I pull the mask up they gone shoot
Pull off, it’s dark, I’m masked again 
Blunt smoke turned to ash again 
Watch out, watch out, don’t worship him 
Came up from the mud, arose again 

(Witch)
Pa pa pack up on me, keep a Glock around it
Bout my business, money on me countin
From the bottom, came up out the coffin
All these pussies talking, but they never bout it
Hands on yo jaw, leave em toothless
Keep that Glock on me, knock out his tooth quick
Crop his crew from the picture, they memories fall
When I see em, I’m leaving em lucid
I been stacking up tall
See that bitch in the room, and she give me good brain like a student
Free all my brothers from outta they cell blocks
I stay protected, no scars only bruises
Feel like I’m D. Rose, you know that we shoot quick
I’m back in my zone
I keep me a Glock, I’m not moving alone
I come from the block, had to make it up out, went through hell as a kid, since a jit I been grown
Blech

(Cyber)
Been knocking at yo door, sending bullets through your roof
You can find me on the block, yeah I been hangin like a noose
Been around the map, been gettin cash go get a clue
Came to run it back, I pull the mask up they gone shoot
Pull off, it’s dark, I’m masked again 
Blunt smoke turned to ash again 
Watch out, watch out, don’t worship him 
Came up from the mud, arose again 

(Cyber)
Sitting in the back, put the cash in my back pack 
Ascended to the mass, these mathematics subtract that
Doubled up my digits, im painting pictures to max that
I been in the city been hangin like a bat, yeah
I’m just doing what I shouldn’t  
Came up out the winter, gettin money in the summer, I’m just doing what they coldent 
Do it for my brothers
Shout out to my slimey and my bloody and my cousins 
Get to poppin molly and the blood start rushing 
Listen, 
Came to cope within it 
I’m pulling up window tinted 
Gang tied, co-signed, I ain’t living in limits from all the Lucy I’m licking 
All this paper Im ripping got me looken outside
Wonder where they gone missing
And Imma pray for the truth 
Another body in the river, hemoglobin the room 
Gotta keep a blicky, it ain’t safe on the move 
With my dawgs outside, they gone bark out the coup

(Witch)
Walking with a ghost, forty coming out the cold, from the bottom out the tomb
Pull up with the gang, four five in the coffin
Used to pack it on the bus, and now we hoppin out the coup
Wa wa wa wa Walking with a ghost, forty coming out the cold, from the bottom out the tomb
Pull up with the gang, four five in the coffin
Used to pack it on the bus, and now we hoppin out the coup

(Cyber)
Been knocking at yo door, sending bullets through your roof
You can find me on the block, yeah I been hangin like a noose
Been around the map, been gettin cash go get a clue
Came to run it back, I pull the mask up they gone shoot
Pull off, it’s dark, I’m masked again 
Blunt smoke turned to ash again 
Watch out, watch out, don’t worship him 
Came up from the mud, arose again

Witchouse 40k x CYBERDRIP$ - NOCTURNAL (prod. CYBERDRIP$) (Video in Desc.)

Witchouse 40k - GRAVEDIGGER
Produced by: NetuH x ³³marrow
Mixed by: ³³marrow

MUSIC VIDEO:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5BRMVAw-2ks

Lyrics: 
I’m with the
I’m with the
I’m with the gang
Aye
Aye
Aye

I’m with the
I’m with the
I’m with the gang
*blech*
Leaving em gully, he breakdown
We turn em haunted, he scarred in the skully, his skeleton glass when it breaks
Forty been uppin it, open up, see em I run up, he falling right into his grave now
Bitch I’m the gravedigger, watch your body decay, put the Glock to yo face

Face it, I come out the cold
Haunted from head to the toe
Forty been talkin to ghosts
Pull-up his wheareabouts
Hollows gon make em erode now
Skully got hunnids of holes
They ain’t notice nothin, we makin no sound
Cemetary, forty talk wit the crows
Hop out the coffin, i came from the slaughter
Got pain, Imma shatter yo soul

Don’t get too close
Aim at your chin, leave a lump in your throat
Break in the castle, I’m takin your throne
I keep a Glock on me, came up from poverty, waking with confidence, stay decomposed
Hop out my coffin, i resurrect slowly
Look in my eyes, see the black in my soul
Bottomless severance, never been lonely
Fuck nobody, I pull up alone

I’m his home with the Glocky out, bro want the smoke with me, giving em cottonmouth
I’m on the block and I’m poppin out, catch em in traffic we not gonna talk it out
Muhfucka wanna talk heavy, hit em with the heater, now he soft as ice
Bloodsucka, I been coffin ready, like the undead; I ain’t scared to die

Gun to your head
Glock with a beam, I don’t bust at your legs
Forty a demon, I talk with the dead
Skeleton boy, send my ops to me next
Bitch I’m a threat
Forty the best
Shot if he gully, get popped like sum meds
Knocking his skully, he scarred like a vet
Snatching his soul, leave the body a mess
Piss on your grave I’m gon 
Eyuchhhh

Knocking em out like Suboxone
I’m with the dogs, see his pack, I’m gon air out
Block looking haunted, an angel but fallen
I pull up on em, put em in they collar
See the the ops rollin, I got heaters on me, I’m gon end it slowly if he wanna talk
Fifty on me, I’m gon pop it off, and I got targets dropping, I could send a shot

Forty catchin bodies, keep the Glock on my hip
Muhfucka talking stupid, he got popped in his shit
Your wig split, crack and bodies, I leave blood in they spit
I keep that razor wire tucked, I wrap the bat, make em flip flop
Your clique soft, pussy y’all ain’t shit get your bitch shot
Hands up in his pocket, trade his soul for his wrist watch
And I don’t fuck wit witnesses, they stories all criss crossed
I grip glocks, pullup spin the block like a pit stop

Im with the gang
*blech*
Leaving em gully, he breakdown
We turn em haunted, he scarred in the skully, his skeleton glass when it breaks
Forty been uppin it, open up, see em I run up, he falling right into his grave now
Bitch I’m the gravedigger, watch your body decay, put the Glock to yo face

GRAVEDIGGER (prod. NetuH x ³³marrow) (Video in Desc.)

Witchouse 40k - LOCUST EFFECT (prod. mark veins x ³³marrow)
Mixed and mastered by ³³marrow
Cover by Istasha the Scrub
747 HHM TRASH

Music Video: https://youtu.be/CH9pPM24k5g

The sky may break & fall when the masses overpower the sun, this is the truest sense of unified destruction. Fueling such a plague is a bounty of vegetation following unusually heavy rains, growth, and abundance. All new living food growth means the landscape can support a huge number of rapidly feeding insects and creatures that thrive in the dark. Together, we swarm.

LOCUST EFFECT (prod. mark veins x ³³marrow) (Video in Desc.)

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.)

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.)

LEFT FOR DEAD (prod. Aragoth x ³³marrow)
Mixed and mastered by ³³marrow
Guitars by MOSSBACK
HAUNTED HOUSE

Lyrics:
Rain down the thunder, I banish Andromeda
Chalk on your body, get stomped in your grave
Bulletshell crest, I’m in love with the darkness
Incision the wicked I cut out your fangs
ROOF
Omen the body, it follows me
I got nobody, alone wit it, bitch I eclipse
Gravity follow me, comets are falling to earth when I walk out the darkest abyss
Blood on the road
Bury my the foes
I eat the marrow right outta your bones
I walk alone with a skeleton cold
Skin looking tattered, gon rip when it’s old
I wanna rot in my coffin, I’m coughing up vomit, I’m broken, the body decays
Lord of the fallen, I call on the wretched, it bubbling up like the blood in your veins

Shhh, Shhh
Lights out, but I say nun
Lifestyle keeps the veins running
And my knife down, keep the blade rugged
Aye, what
Bite down, keep the K comin
Gimme symptom, Imma take some
And that’s a big line, but I ain’t duck it
Yeah bitch, I leave em buggin
Lace your body up and cut it
Bleed the fallen, imma run it
Ive been hunting for abundance
I'm dungeon, I came out the dirt like it’s muhfuckin nothin
Yeah
Glock four five with the iced out shells
Aight muhfucka, imma kill myself
Hop out the coffin, I’m confident concious is falling to sediment, worms are compelled

Cuts on my body, I came out the dark alone, the ghosts in my coffin now
Skin fallen of of the surface of all the bones, I’m broken and lost without
I wanna rot alone, Im talkin slow, I can’t see what’s all around
Ive got a heart of stone, I’m on my own, Ive alway been falling down
I’m the grave man walking, feel decay on my bones
I sit in pain, liquor calling me, my veins overflow
Oh ohhh
Rain on my body, I dun came out the cold
So baby stay away, you cannot save me alone
Oh ohhh
I’m the grave man walking, feel decay on my bones
I sit in pain, liquor calling me, my veins overflow
Oh ohhh
Rain on my body, I dun came out the cold
So baby stay away, you cannot save me alone
Oh ohhh

LEFT FOR DEAD (prod. Aragoth x ³³marrow)

DEVIL ON MY SHOULDER

Prod. nightrdd, skinnyDRAG, 33marrow
Mixed by 33marrow
Cover art: Karnation Carnage

LYRICS:

Welcome to my hometown
This a Haunted place
Blood-stained visions in this solemn state
I slowly hold out for the darkest days
Devil on my shoulder

I’m on the road now, but I lost my way
Two step hoppin’ out a hollow grave
I take my soul out, let my body break
Devil on my shoulder

Heartbeats racing
I’m shaking, cursed to be cold
My bones decaying, I can take it, breaking
Lord save my soul
I lie awake in these places where nobody goes
I can’t escape from what I’m chasin’, angels ain’t dyin’ slow

I don’t see no revelations in this place of old
I have dreams of fallen faces, on this vacant road
Silent scenes of desperation, separation, gone
I can’t een escape this place through the pain I chose

Pour my soul down the drain, a lil whiskey when it’s cold out
Broken bones show my veins, body buried in my hometown
I been floatin’ away, and I ain’t never gonna slow down 
Locked alone in my grave, but 40 copin’ with the ghost sounds

What what
I’ve got bugs up in the brain now
Sleepy hollow dungeon, wipe the rust up off my chains
Stomping through the mud, I searched for sun but saw the rain
Now I’m talkin’ wit my demons, I got blood up on my fangs
Battle scars up on me, all my problems out the bottom
Lucid when I wander, follow tracks until I lost em
Haunted
Liquor in my cup, until I vomit
Wicked off the toxic stuff, I could never stop it

Hoppin’ out the gutter,I’m a dog in da cold
I’m scratching fleas up off the collar, ‘till my body erodes
(CLICK CLACK)
No flesh, i could rot to the bone
That muhfucka in a coffin, buried lost and alone
I often comatose ‘em, choke your throat, fully smoke ‘em, float with ghosts
Skully get to splitting, i ain’t miss em, ‘till I overdosed
I roll your body, lace it up and snort the overflow
Nothing last forever, I’m soldier with a broken soul

Hope to float
Slowly came up out the fuckin’ cold with it
Ill take your body to the grave, and leave a ghost in it
Bones rigid, broken on the floor Im shown my own limits  
Home spinnin’
Smoke up in my veins gon leave my soul tinted
Hollow wicked blood up in my veins
Nose drippin’, spin around the block to cause decay 
I could take your pain, crush it, wash it all away
Keep this .40 on my waist, cock it back and let it bang

My bodies shakin’, feel awake when I decay on the floor
My veins are vacant, dragon chasing, ride the waves of the storm
I fade away, it’s always raining, flow like 
My lows are painless, if I make it know I’m achin’ for more

Welcome to my hometown
This a Haunted place
Blood-stained visions in this solemn state
I slowly hold out for the darkest days
Devil on my shoulder

I’m on the road now, but I lost my way
Two step hoppin’ out a hollow grave
I take my soul out, let my body break
Devil on my shoulder

Heartbeats racing
I’m shaking, cursed to be cold
My bones decaying, I can take it, breaking
Lord save my soul
I lie awake in these places where nobody goes
I can’t escape from what I’m chasin’, angels ain’t dyin’ slow

DEVIL ON MY SHOULDER

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

GLOCKCOCK
#nephilimgang x #deadgang #trashgang
Shoutout ghostfvce and lil6ixxx
Visuals on Trash Gang

Idontflinch

Witchouse 40k x Lil6ixxx - IDONTFLINCH [prod. Ghostfvce]

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

BONEGRIP (feat. 83HADES) prod. Mars Mission

Track 1
HHM vol. 1
Witchouse 40k, Jmattson, Polar Opposites
prod. Tumaggz
Art is by Spicy Donut

Hellhound Militia - GHO$T CLIP

HEADACHES [prod. VENXM]

Produced by Klimonglue
MUSIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0zT9szXyDFw
Have you noticed that spiderwebs look like bullet holes?
747

TRIP ON A SPIDERWEB *VIDEO IN DESC*

Track 01
Produced by Neighbour
747
How do you think the world will end? I think rain.

40 Years of Rain

Snowpiercer [prod. S1NINJA]

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)

BAD STRAINS 002
prod. Klimonglue
747

Lyrics:
40k got nobody,
..I ain’t really want no shorty
Only bring twins in the shawty
When I pullup to the party/
If he talkin slick, get bodied
I ain’t with the shits for a hobby
Live my life like the army/
Spiderweb scars crawlin on me
Spiderweb scope on da glocky
Poppin off atcho posse/
Trash gang vest on my body
Put a hunnid hollows in yo artery
We gettin realll/
...Pullup on a pussy block,
Lemme get da Glock
Witchy make the fuckin block hot,
We poppin off
I ain’t fuckin with the ops
Only juggernauts
Shawty wanna gimme top
And so I break her off/
Aye
He wanted smoke got a sedative
aye
I’m packing bong fulls of sediment
aye
I keep a beam on the regiment
Shoot atcho posse im leavin no evidence aye
Aye aye
...Ain’t wearin vetements...
...Only trash on da mask causin exodus...
....cut my ties from the past like my ex and shit...
...I got money now I like to flex a bit.../
Get the fuck out my face bitch you toxic
I got Jesse in da whip we in da cockpit
Fitty drum up in da bottom of da Glock clip
Put some cops up in a coffin, livin lawless
Ah shit
Now we on da hotlist/
..bitch
Yeh you shoulda stayed in college
Rearange, on yo brain like collages
Suck my dick, you bitch, got up off it
Keep a sticky wita stiffy atcho noggin/
Pull up on a pussy block I know he talkin now I roll up to set and leave his body in a coffin
I ain’t ever talkin less you in da gang I aint respondin 
I got so much fuckin haters trade my car out for a carbine 
Grr ba
...Leave pussy rapper coughin
Choppa choppin up his body, lemme put em in da cauldron
Make em fade off, Acog 
Wita green dot
Atcho make up, Aye yuh
Shootchu face off/
Blech
Yeh
Nephilim the set now
I got fitty in da trunk that put his head down
Shawty givin me the eye, she wanna head out
Got dat bitch up on my dick she gimme head now
X2

H1N1! (Prod. Klimonglue)

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 01
produced. NetuH
747 HHM TRASH GANG

BAYONETTA [prod. NetuH]

BLOODBENDER track 02
prod. NetuH
747 HHM TRASH GANG

WATCHYOURSIX [prod. NetuH]

BLOODBENDER track 03
Official Music Video:

Prod. NetuH
747 HHM TRASH GANG

RAGNAROK [prod. NetuH]

BLOODBENDER track 04
prod. NetuH
747 HHM TRASH GANG

RATS! [prod. NetuH]

Witchouse 40k - SKULLY (Official Video) Dir. KING ZABB
HHM 747 T R A S H
M/V: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BEMI33sShx4

(Hook)
Pullup I’m leavin em pocketless,
I keep a Glock in the rocket ship
I get the cash and ain’t gon deposit it
Open his coffin I’m robbin it
I shoot em up cuz we not gonna politic
I get the pussy and slaughter it
I ain’t no rookie I’m rounding up novices
I’m castin the shadow they followin 
Forty up on my wrist,
I don’t wanna call my bitch,
Find me in the cold wit the bloods, and the ghosts, and da crips
Fucking wit the gang, then you better not slip
*Roof*
I been outta range, y’all miss
Take em for his name, now your body in abyss
Hand up on your chain, saying I been getting rich now
I ain’t ever playing, hellfire in the clip
*Blech*
(Verse)
Pull-up I’m takin yo chain away, he want favor I’m makin em pay me
Said he gon fade me, I’m making em fade away
I send a shot at the op by daily/
From the trenches, 40k wita rocket
I keep it on me I ain’t ever gon lack 
Yeah you got a gun, but never gon pop it
Im sendin a shot leave some holes in his back
Yuh aye
I’m in the city, lil bish Imma pull up and shoot up yo block 
You cannot get me, i tag em, they toes looking heavy, I’m leavin a trap where they walk
51/50 I came wita beam on the bottom, I see em and shoot em a lot
You ain’t no gangsta, lil bish you a pussy, you talking but never gon shoot at your ops/
Taking your chain away
Causin a homicide
Talk on my name, and he talk like he wanna die
Glock with a blade, now my heater is cauterized
He levitating, I’m leavin em petrified/
I flip a check that I cannot deposit
Im never gon talk less we talkin wit straps
I’m never gon lack, 
If I’m on the block alone bitch you know I Keep that Glock in my bag
*Blech*
Pullup I’m leavin em pocketless,
I keep a Glock in the rocket ship
I get the cash and ain’t gon deposit it
Open his coffin I’m robbin it
I shoot em up cuz we not gonna politic
I get the pussy and slaughter it
I ain’t no rookie I’m rounding up novices
I’m castin the shadow they followin 
Forty up on my wrist,
I don’t wanna call my bitch,
Find me in the cold wit the bloods, and the ghosts, and da crips
Fucking wit the gang, then you better not slip
*Roof*
I been outta range, y’all miss
Take em for his name, now your body in abyss
Hand up on your chain, saying I been getting rich now
I ain’t ever playing, hellfire in the clip
*Blech

SKULLY (prod. VENXM) (Video in Desc.)

SPIDERBLOOD (prod. Zyller x Acid) Dir. KING ZABB
H H M  747  T R A S H
(Music Video): https://youtu.be/ZNW6U31nDmI

Lyrics:
(Hook)
Addy in my conscious so you know I’m gonna pop out
Walking out the coffin I’m about to hold the block down
Pussy rapper talking, I’m about to bring the Glock, saying if you not a killer then your brother getting shot down
*Doo doo doo doo* Lil bitch you getting shot up
Pullup in the coup and I’m about to go and knock it’s top down
Talking like a rat, lil bitch you a cop, when I’m rolling down the block stay inside, it’s a lockdown/
x2
(Verse)
Yeah aye
I’m with the gang, pussy boy talking we taking your chain away/
I’m leaving bullets up inside your throat, if you hang with the ops imma fuck up your day/
Came with a pole on me, I keep his soul on me, give me the smoke all these artists are fake/
Hand on the scope and my eye on the stick if the gangs on the mask I ain’t catching a case/
Big 40k in this bitch shouting “free all my brothers”, got family up inside the cage/
747 I keep all my bandits around me, I only converse with the gang/
He want a feature then he better pay me, if he ain’t on time then that boy isn’t safe/
Ride with a blade on my strap, I ain’t playing o games, pussy boy get the fuck out my face/
I keep that thing out, knocking they tops and I’m shooting his teeth out/
Fuck up his day make his shawty a widow, I shoot out they window and making them spin out/
Open her mouth shawty want me to spit down it, dance on my dick she been pulling the blicks out/
She want a boy with some enemies, I’ve got some enemies, kill em I never get hit now/
Yuh aye
Fuck an imposter, he got that Glock but that boy ain’t no robber/
Dance with the devil I turn to a monster, I lay out the money and make em an offer/
Camo my body, my Glock in my starter/
Ash in my skull, leave my marks on my armor/
I want the smoke, I ain’t scared of no pussy rappers, I’ve been shooting at thugs that go harder/
Bitch where they at? If I’m on the block alone bitch you know I’m always watching my back/
I keep the strap on me, rag on my SKULLY, a gun on my ribs and I doubled the stack/
Click clack, knocking at your body, no cap/
Flip that, walking out the coffin no lack/
Sit back, imma pull the knife up out the pack, put it up inside his throat, he ain’t ever coming back/
(Hook)
Addy in my conscious so you know I’m gonna pop out
Walking out the coffin I’m about to hold the block down
Pussy rapper talking, I’m about to bring the Glock, saying if you not a killer then your brother getting shot down
*Doo doo doo doo* Lil bitch you getting shot up
Pullup in the coup and I’m about to go and knock it’s top down
Talking like a rat, lil bitch you a cop, when I’m rolling down the block stay inside, it’s a lockdown/
x2

SPIDERBLOOD (prod. Zyller & Acid) (Video in Desc.)

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?

993 (feat. Warlord Colossus) (Video in Desc.)

H A U N T E D ⌖
Silent Hill, born and raised
747 
H H

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