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God Damn this song has so much meaning to it

WHY DID YOU SNIFF YOUR MIKE NEAR THE BEGINNING OF THE SONG...WHY THE SNIFF SNIFF

WHYYYYYYYY your songs amazing btw thank you so much guys it's beautiful but WHY DID YOU SNIFF YOUR MIKE

... 2

mixed by: @sastrp // cover art: @gvzzvh x @lunasith // background vox by: @sydcxx
official amv: [https://youtu.be/6AS5czp5JZI]

lyrics: [https://genius.com/Do-not-resurrect-necrotic-grip-lyrics]
back off 
i came to play with my hacksaw 
bash in your brain with my mask off 
yea try to pray for the last time 
lame and you mad but you hate cuz your cash wrong 
i don’t want love, i want matte glocks 
i’ll eat ya heart like it’s bath salts 
i'll leave his lung on the asphalt 
i’ll leave your tongue in a glass jar 
murder with a black SCAR 
he don’t wanna dump
what the fuck, is it that hard?
he don’t wanna buck
he respond with a sad bar 
nigga shoulda ducked but he run like a track star 
i came to play with my hacksaw 
i don’t want pain, i want matte glocks 
i’ll eat ya heart like it’s bath salts 
i leave his lung on the asphalt 

now i just be sippin sippin sippin slow on the blood i collect from you fuckers
and i could be vicious, witness never told of the souls that i left in my dungeon 
now cuz of my pigment i been predisposed 
to unload and attack in abundance 
but that’s just the shit they said, i go and murder cuz simply the fact that i love it 

but it’s back to the subject 
stacking bodies by the dozens 
whippin audis outta budget 
godly while i’m thumpin 
you would probly caught a couple 
grippin probly why im fucked and i don’t plan on stoppin 
she do molly while we fuckin 
creepin i might grab a snub i caught him out in public 
beam, he saw it fore it snuffed him 
he was talking like he tough and now he not so lucky

necrotic grip (prod. rose)

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.)

PROD WARSLUGZ

Lyrics:

I've been feeling like im dead bitch

I've been steady fiending make my head itch

smack your fucking skull and dig a ditch I leave you headless

restless, ive been wearing plates and armor reckless

snap your bodies bones and turn your flesh up into breakfast

witch i want my cane

flash to the past to destroy every single mistake

matter of fact give me throat and the pain with the black mag and summoner 

cape im gonna bring all the thunder and rain like a summoner mage come and 

change my own fate at the gate uh,

guardian angel wont see me in pain, now my life fading away uh

ive just been on and off

i dump her she cost alot

because im a phenomenon

but i do not talk alot

wearing a leash and collar now

she shaking and drip it out 

she wearing all black when she leave the house

she spit when she kissing now

she watching me bleed and she lick it out

Moons out goons out, i got fucking blades

chains, snatch your brains rearrange your fucking face

moon out goons out, i got fucking blades

chains snatch your brains rearrange your fucking face

Moons Out, Goons Out

GRAVEWORLD.TV/LIVE

w/ @istasha & @witchouse40k

mixed/mastered by @33marrow

produced by @istasha

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

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.)

Буйно голова

[LYRICS]

GORY:

All bark No bite
Bad bitch with the red eyes
She gone ride this dick like it’s over night
Feeling Nocturnal I’m in black and fly
She a brat how she bat her eyes
Imma leave her cat in the after life
don’t want chemistry or I’m cyanide that’s a bad sign like a gemini

Two face two fangs
Kirito dual blades
Hit you from two ways
Chop you up to taste
Bite sized you stay
While I pull weight
on the rise soufflé
Make your bitch drool ay

Wait wait why you talking bout me
you ain’t talking for free
imma make you fucking bleed ay
No face pull up in the 08 got the heater on me you ain’t getting off free ay

My bad gotta taste for murder
raised from the ashe with a hate unheard of
one hundred shots gone rain from the burner
got him running away like there’s legs on the burner
Use them vertebrates shorty move it like it’s urgent got her hands on me she a hands on learner
Wet like a sea and I’m deep in her currents
she ain’t wanna stop there she just wanna go further

My lil bitch a savage she gone kill you if you act a fool
AR automatic got your skull cap in my reticle
I got all these caskets in my attic like the catacombs
She took one look in my eyes and saw that I don’t have a soul

VEINN:

Here's something to know,
Gory and Veinn, we'll tear it up, hoe.
Floors on boards and dough on dough,
Rip it to shreds and throw it down low.

Hatchet combos in the snow,
Throat is severed like emo,
Register the deathblows,
Gettin' head in the chateau.

Knife fight at a show,
Pop one shot and a blow,
Jump off and elope,
With your bitch, I took her home.

Yeah, she bad, I'm gettin' dome,
SRT, it's painted chrome,
Body shots in thunderdomes,
Behead the bodies, do pilates.

With your girl, I make her moan,
My lil bitch a savage, she'll kill you if you act a fool.
AR automatic got your skull cap in my reticle.
I got all these caskets in my attic like the catacombs.
She took one look in my eyes and saw that I don't have a soul.
(x2)

REDEYES W/GORYGEMINI [PROD. VEINN]

Lyrics:

Where you going?
You didn't make a sound
It's a simple question
When you speak it out loud

I've been lying
Wide awake
Satisfying
All the memories of my mistakes

Holy ghost slipped away
Don't be afraid to realign
Holy ghost slipped away
Don't be afraid to realign

Why you moaning?
You never make that sound
It's a self-possession
Never spoken out loud

I've been crying
For another I can conjugate
Simply dying
Under pressure to deny my fate

Holy ghost slipped away
Don't be afraid to realign
Holy ghost slipped away
Don't be afraid to realign

prod. Deademane & MOSSBACK
support: https://www.patreon.com/mossback

Skinwalker Social Club

Comforter

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)

HIT THE THROTTLE IN THE MONTE CARLO 🚬

❥ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/thegorygemini/
❥ YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCFDFOkvQxb-NLBiIYQU0BtA
❥ Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/gorygemini
❥ Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/2LKv0Nxqwf8XBr7aqNoxBD?si=keZGOBcMRuOEFh9pgqepsA
❥ TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@gorygem
❥ 5150 Collective: https://www.instagram.com/5150wav/
❥ Beat by: https://www.youtube.com/@zyllerbeats
❥ Wavehi Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/2iLx2UVrTEV4Vq3T9tY675?si=PW48D86qTBmK4webufdw2g

Lyrics:

(Gory)
Hit the throttle in the monte Carlo whip it with a model 
Yeah my bitch the Mona Lisa but I paint her like Picasso 
Call me Pablo I’m head honcho all these other rappers pawns
I aim the auto at my ops and got them dancing like Ricardo 

Like Bitch vamonos 
don’t wanna piece of me you’ll fall like dominos 
So adios the barrel silenced it ain’t got no audio 
like silent hills you’ll rot up in this place where there is not a soul 
around to hear you screaming did you ever make a sound at all?

I think not 
whatcha want?
All these bitches do the most 
I could kill her pussy she’d still want me fucking on its ghost
She ain’t got chill say daddy can you leave me fucking broke 
Knees down on the concrete fuck her face while my blade on her throat

Guess she made the cut lol 
Missing all these sluts calls
Demon bitch big butt uh 
Lick me like a lollipop 
One night stands and they stand me off
Western music guns draw 
Smith and Wesson when these shot gone catch your body trust fall 
I ain’t got no trust yah

(Wave)
Burning bodies and broken bridges
I won’t leave this crib till I pull up and then I merk the witness
Serve this venom on my blade so you know I’m spitting 
Superficial women on my page so you think you get it 

Push the product my money proper I’m on the net 
He would slice his liver sell it out to have my rolling decks 
Fuck a rolling paper bitch you know we smoking checks
Wanna take my life than take the scope and aim it at my neck 

(Gory)
Hit the throttle in the monte Carlo whip it with a model 
Yeah my bitch the Mona Lisa but I paint her like Picasso 
Call me Pablo I’m head honcho all these other rappers pawns
I aim the auto at my ops and got them dancing like Ricardo

MONTE CARLO feat. Wavehi | Prod. Zyller

System shock,
Bio waste,
All aboard,
Catch a case,
On the floor,
Off your face,
I just wanna rot someplace,
Monophonic,
Droning pace,
Hypnotized,
Telling gaze,
Sunken eyes,
On the chase,
In the dirt I know my place,
Talk the talk,
Poker faced,
Often bored,
Always based,
Needing more,
Shut your face,
I just wanna leave this place,
Economics,
Money games,
Muddy waters,
Words exchanged,
Some will die,
Others quit,
That's just how I like my shit,

Never 
You can never take it back,
You can never,
Never...
You can't ever, 
ever take it back,
You cant ever,
Ever...

Picturing the day that I rot away,
Put me in a grave, leave it unmarked,
Half of a tab of this, half a line of that,
And we did all night long,
All I see is skin walkers,
Fuckin shit talkers,
Imma hang with you in hell,
Got a couple blades in my back,
Days in the trap,
Locked inside a cell,
Can't you tell look me in me the eyes,
Nothing there, no surprise,
Just a corpse, in disguise,
Rushing towards inevitable demise
Warning signs,
Hypocrite,
Schizophrenic,
Counterfeit,
Some will die,
Others quit,
That's just how I like my shit...

Never,
You can never take it back, 
You can never,
Never,
You can't ever,
ever take it back,
You cant ever,
Ever,

Warning Signs

Haunted House - TRAUMA BOND

ULTIMO LANZAMIENTO ANTES DE HEAVENLY

wtf
negro sigo pensando
contando la paka a mano 
todo mi coro siguieron asaltando
ya falta poco para estar pegado
fumando la kala dentro el reservado
ninguno le llega a mi estilo caro
aveces en uber aveces en land ro

no lo piensas bien y ya estas actuando
en darle piso 
no tires el peso alguein de tu propio equipo
sigo con mis ojos chinos 
fekas s meten n lios
no iguales a los mios
mejor vete de mi piso

nunca me van a igualar
sigo pensando en los racks
yo no m voy a matar
las hoes me quieren matar

fardo de peru a italia
no se me sube la fama 
unas me quieren de cama
otras se pasan de sapas

yea

yo no soy snitch negro
si no pudes te pasas la noche 
pendando que quiere un evento

yo no quiero tus eventos 
solo quiero un "perdon"
cumplir palabra no te cuesta tanto como yo darte color

si lo quieres lo obtienes 
eso la ma me enseño 
pronto estare descorchando kava y un don periñon, eso lo se yo

all this niggis no saben de flow 
yo estoy adelantado 
offside de flow
y los dejo to's tarados

si eres real 
si eres real no snitchees
cumple tu palabra

clap clap suena en mi cabeza
tengo las manos benditas como midas oro donde sea 
solo que lo hago diamante 
no necesito de flashes
dancing whit no music
no necesito volverme virale

wtf
negro sigo pensando
contando la paka a mano 
todo mi coro siguieron asaltando
ya falta poco para estar pegado
fumando la kala dentro el reservado
ninguno le llega a mi estilo caro
aveces en uber aveces en lambo

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]

PROD NETUH
MIX AND MASTER BY TUMAGGZ

LYRICS: 
feels like im falling
the graveyard im crawling
stars started burning the
universe planets are turning
im - hurting
but they think im joking
i cut them off slowly
hell hound militia the chosen

ay
ride around town robbing graves
warlord written right across the mask upon my face
how you gonna talk when you bodied in the rain
crack you and ya bloody now we lookin atchya brain




I FUCK HER SLOW
DEEP WITH MY HAND ON HER THROAT
SPIT on me LOVE IT NEED MOE
PUT A SPELL ON ME BLOCKING MY SOUL
I LOVE A WITCH TO THE DEATH OF ME HOE


POP A COUPLE KETAMINE MIX  IT WITH ALCHEMY
LOSIN ALL MY VISION NOW IM JUMPING OFF THE BALCONY
THATS ASSAULT AND BATTERY
SHOULDA NEVER CAME UP JUST TO CHALLENGE ME
GUESS ITS WHAT IT HAD TO BE UH


feels like im losing my mind i need help
feels like im draining my mana need health
send me a potion to gain me some wealth
how you gon kill me i end it myself


TIP
TOEING OUT THE MOTHA FUCKIN HOUSE SLOW
GET INSIDE MY WHIP AND  HEAR THE RUCKUS OUT MY WINDOW
TATTOOS ON MY SKIN IM WEARING BLACK THAT GOTH SHIT I KNOW
SPIT THAT SHADOW RAP THAT MOTHA FUCKING SUICIDE FLOW


SCREAMING IDONTWANA DIE
SINCE I BEEN ALIVE
I BEEN HOLLOW DEEP INSIDE
WHAT IS RIGHT
WHAT IS MY LIFE
WHEN IS MY TIME
WHEN AM I GONNA RIDE
feels like im losing my mind

They Think I'm Joking (Prod. Netuh)

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

I make beats and cover arts (my pfp is made by me)
👁
Insta : @resolute.111 
👁
dm if want typography logo, beats and cover arts 
👁🖤👁

LEFT FOR DEAD (prod. Aragoth x ³³marrow)

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