this beat is fucking cold it makes me wanna drop kick someone

stop calling us horrorcore

TWENTYTHREE SOCIALS
https://www.instagram.com/twentythree.xx
https://soundcloud.com/twentythree777

ROOSEVELT SOCIALS
https://www.instagram.com/rooseveltbeat_
https://soundcloud.com/rooseveltnoise

Ashes to ashes 
And dust to dust
Corrosion overcoming 
I'm covered in rust
Gears of my life
They grind to a halt
Feel like a failure
It's all my fault x2

Bars for the walls in my mind
Telling my friends that I'm fine
Looking them straight in the eye
Everything I says a lie
I don't even know what the truth is
These voices tend to be so fucking Ruthless
Screaming my head off until I'm a nuisance
Wondering when does the god damn noose hit
But nothing ever changes 
Fear washing over me in stages
As my anxiety rages
Feelings electric like Raiden
The hopes for my future are steadily fading
This world was supposed to be mine for the taking
Why do I feel like my psyche is breaking
Anger consumes and my hands won't stop shaking 

Hook

At Fault

At Fault (feat. TWENTYTHREE) | Prod. ROOSEVELT

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 - 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.)

Yung stackz

Buffet Boys Playlist: http://smarturl.it/buffetboys

Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ia8xqNWa0eY
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/5o7ZDvfOry1MNhNLBOJulo
Itunes:  http://itunes.apple.com/album/id1215562398?ls=1&app=itunes

[Prod. by: FLEXATELLI]

1000 Rounds

Spotify

1000 Rounds Ft. Ghostemane [Prod. by: FLEXATELLI]

Download: http://smarturl.it/2000rounds

Buffet Boys Playlist: http://smarturl.it/buffetboys

Another thousand at your face you gon remember me
Better run and hide
No ones safe you are no Friend to me
Blackmage and Buffet the sets everything else gna get a dagger up in your chest
Summoning baphomet I met him then I jump to my death

Pouya - swangin like an orangutan 
blood stains gon hit the flo
I broke my nose and forgot my name 
and who the fuck gon take me home ?
lost my phone in the pit 
swang and a miss
kicked in the jaw for flaming a bitch
my eyes twitching from the blood drippin hunnid one thugs and they roll with me 
got a midget mac in the Cadillac
with a thousand rounds that'll send you back to your grannies house with your paintes out got you lookin like a fuckin faggot now 
you can't hang with me
stay low key that's my mystique 
grew a tree and bought a hammock 
just to hang my feet 

Ghostemane - I thought I'd be dead by now

Comin up and never going back
Never going back to when nobody had my back
Still I won't crack a smile until the pain hits the brakes and just eases up off of me
Let me breathe
Let me breathe
Why can I not keep up with all of the
Self
deprecation
Brain fading
Leave me to die on the pavement

I never wanted this

I fucked that bitch
Till she bled on me
Under the trees at night
Dirt all on her hands and feet
Then left her red on read
Alone like she found me
I'm cursed to die alone I think I hear my daddy callin me

iTunes: http://itunes.apple.com/album/id1273878907?ls=1&app=itunes
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/5zjdL4aLh3D3wOKeRkZSL6

Prod. by @FLEXATELLI

@Pouya-Kevin
twitter.com/Pouyalilpou
facebook.com/officialpouya

@Ghostemane
twitter.com/ghostemane
instagram.com/ghostemane

2000 Rounds

Download

2000 Rounds Ft. Ghostemane [Prod. by FLEXATELLI]

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

Idontflinch

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

EVERYBODY'S EVERYTHING OUT NOW
https://lilpeep.lnk.to/EverybodysEverything

http://lilpeep.com

Keep My Coo

witchblades w/ lil tracy

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]

@mvkotsunami
Engineered/Mixed/Mastered by @tumaggz

Throat cut drown a mothafucka in his own blood 
seen a goofy talking but his bitch always show love, hold up
Watch me hit the stage and imma go nuts
Do it independent we don’t let no one control us own up, 
If we heard that you was talkin shit
Bitch I am a hacker you never truly anonymous I promise it, 
built a lil buzz but I’ll demolish it, 
young Jeff Dahmer a problem lil bitch in slaughtering, 
imma snatch your soul grab a hold got no where to go
Yeah I got a heart but it’s cold like the winter snow 
couple goth hoes in the front row at my show
 tryna get up in the video they doin the most 
Hop in the whip and then I gotta dip
Heard he was talkin we droppin his shit
Grab the Katana we choppin his shit
Head to andromeda hovering whip 
Bitch you goofy that’s the end of subject, 
imma grab the machete and put it through ya fuckin stomach
out in public, 
tell my ops they don’t really want it, 
pdx is open for the taking we gon run it mothafucka it, 
go ahead and hate me bitch I love it 
we not on the same level you not even worth discussing lil hoe
Demons always knockin at my door, 
thoughts of ending everything it’s hard to let em go,
shawty grabbed my hand and put that shit around her throat, 
told her ex hit my dm if he want some fuckin smoke

MVKO:
Feel like sekiro I am the wolf and I have gone wild,
It's the militia layin you down inside the glock fire,
Smokin smokin smokin dirty lungs feel like a coal miner,
Whole head up in flames on a Harley I look like ghost rider,

Machete... hangin out your face after I fuckin swing it,
Ready...for it bringing forth the fuckin revelations,
Feelin sick so I murder beats like it's my medication,
Step inside the booth hit that shit until I'm levitatin

Aimin up the rifle recoil blow my shoulder out the socket,
Bitch I'm savage take no damage bite a warhead off a rocket,
Creature of the night I am the noises comin from your closet,
Spitting cussin out in public I ain't one for being monest

Hoes, they want my kids, I ain't having it,
I kick her to the fuckin curb as soon as I'm done smashing it,
Her throat, I'm grabbin it, I ain't passionate,
Killin off your mans and make it look like its an accident

Feel like I been up for days,
Mask on my face when i run in your place,
Suck blood from your neck cuz I'm craving the taste,
RIP out your heart and it's back to the grave,

Snap your neck like a kit kat,
Everybody get back,
bout to go insane,
Shot from the glock I wont miss that,
Peel your wig back send it through your brain

Sayaunce in my attic conversations with my past life,
Talking with demons in my room just so I pass time, 
I'm the evil shadow that followed you home last night, 
Tied up in my trunk I whisper to you this your last ride,

THROAT CUT FT. MVKO (Prod. FALLEN)

rip my bread cunt.

Lyrics:

~ uhh i made a sandwhich today, and just when I finished making it, I took a big bite and then I saw mold on the bread and now i'm mad ~


been sober bout 7 days
now i cant levitate
fuck out my space 
sacrifice you to 
great Lavey
bleed while i meditate
seek an i elevate
head to the ceiling they sealing
my energy
try
that shit gone make you my enemy
dog with no bite i gone snort you like ketamine
lines
kill you like beetle no let it be
70 seconds that you get alive

the drip i be copping
on trip and not stopping
i thinking bout robbing a bank
we sick Pathalogic
get pissed an psychotic
might empty the clip with a bang
we don't shoot blanks
they keep us in pain
i'm feeding them worms that be eating my brain
now i can't think
falling away
i'm gonna drop till they all know my name

aye long cash
wrist watch
i don't care whether
money talks
fuck school
fuck cops
work hard
nothing pays off
drug fuck
eat shit
love it when I hear the
beat hit
smoking what the reaper
leaving
tell that bitch to sink 
her teeth in

bitch i got high tops
with the black socks
drop a body
feel like black ops
clear a lobby 
know i hit the flask
i'm a rep shotty
with a broken mask
i'm a die slow
there no other way
sold my soul
to make another k
stepping muck and it gone eat you up
i keep on pushing luck until i puking weight

hit up her place
shoot up like columbine
dirty bitch she know that i got her
collar signed
sniffing bricks
slit my wrists now they cauterized
huffing mist
breathing hits and it
caught her eye
i'm in space
shooting stars in my retinas
coffee laced
pass a knife they dissecting us
hollow face
they gone find
that my elements eminent
metal and dirt
on my church
i'm the reverend
fuck

_-ERROR17-_
_-INVALID-_

SMOKING WHAT THE REAPER LEAVING (prod. VENXM)

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)

Music Video : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jAh5tvNLuyU
Music Video Shot by: @king.zabb

AK3K SOCIAL MEDIA: @BLUNTEDPHARAOH
NETUH SOCIAL MEDIA: @NETUHBEATS

ZIKA! (Prod. Klimonglue)

Witchouse 40k

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