PRODUCED BY @TUMAGGZ
MIXED/MASTERED/ENGINEERED BY @33MARROW
COVER ART BY @jay-burgess-3

AK3K (@bluntedpharaoh):
pull the knife out my back 
grip the damn nine 
fuck with mine 
imma make him fucking flat line 
put a bullet hole thru his fucking jawline 
doing tricks with the blade 
hope you don’t mind 
yeah they wait for the day that i’m gon die 
i really hate when people think that imma nice guy 
imma murder everybody in your bloodline 
i’m pissed off
gonna blow up like a landline 
put my middle fingers up cause i still don’t give a fuck 
i should twist the fucking blade 
when it’s up inside your gut 
jesse really love the blood drip 
and i love the fuck shit 
when we get together 
there’s not really a discussion 
c4 strapped to my chest screaming suicide 
in this life that i’m l iving bitch it’s do or die 
i don’t know if imma live up  to see 45
so when i’m looking in the mirror bitch i’m terrified 
so i roll it up
give the weed puff 
i’ve been feeling rough so
please lemme beat it up 
i can’t get enough 
gon feast when i eat it up 
dick up in your guts whoa 
and my bitch a savage put the knife up to your throat bro 
whoa
going for the gold 
i’ve been on a roll 
wont stop till get my chain 
up on fucking froze 
so go yous a little hoe 
fuck up on my bro 
i’m ghost 
oh you didn’t know 
take away my soul 

JMattson:
Pull the knife out my pocket Issa bench made 
On the block and I’m feeling like Dikembe
Take a chance lil bitch you got 10 days
Need that money in my hand I need my rent paid grip her French braids when I hit from the back I’m a fiend hoe
Blowin money like I’m drunk at the casino 
Back with a motive to attack like I’m shego
They call me Vinny but I feel like uncle Nino C-notes in my jacket pocket with the blunt wrap, blood bath someone tellem get the fuck back, one strap on the waist one trunk bag, filled up with grenades don’t come back
Mothafucka if you really wanna problem we ain’t moving 
I don’t think they really want it hear em talk but they don’t do it
Run up on a motherfucker if he talkin like he stupid 
I don’t think he really bout it on his block but he ain’t shooting lil bitch why you actin like you hot shit
Totin pistols on the gram but you ain’t shot shit opp shit I been makin moves and makin moshpits godless tell me I should pray I’d rather not bitch
Glock out pull the glock out like I’m Witchouse 
Pop out with my cock out at your bitch house
Lockdown got it locked down like a grid now 
Ayy
Hellhound for the win now

AK3K X JMattson - VINNY & PAULY II (Prod. tuMaggz)

Brain freeze, I heard that you hate me
Get to back of line you pussies do not phase me
Lazy
You looking soft, you looking dainty
Chilling with my homies, clout? you better pay me

I've been feeling tough and look I got my money up
Homies pockets full and no you cannot hang with us
Yall just act the fiend and riding dick you talking up
Difference me and you, I really do not give a fuck

Kick you in the casket bitch and now you dusting off
Always fucking coughing up my lungs it never falls
Enemies they running see me with the molotovs
I just run around the block you pussies end it all

Run around town with the bone scythe
Sipping cyanide with a coke mind
Rapping to the mic like a gold mine
Everything fine cuz its alright
Ima add sights to the four five

What

Aiming at your head I'm gonna eat your brains bitch
No they will not catch us, speak a different language

Bout to end your life you pussy with an uppercut
You don't talk to me two stepping i've been flexing up
Paint your face inhaling toxins now you dizzy son
Bust your shit up cuz it's fun I see you fake as fuck

Acid drip inside my tongue so I can set it off
I don't need a mask to spit graffiti on the walls
Blood immune i'm feeling heavy getting really strong
Middle finger to these rappers we don't get along

Rage
I've been trapped inside a cage bitch
Stomping on you haters run your pockets i'm insane kid
Blades
They cant touch me or my fangs witch
Stirring up the cauldron mixing potions getting faded

Brain freeze, I heard that you hate me
Get to back of line you pussies do not phase me
Lazy
You looking soft, you looking dainty
Chilling with my homies, clout? you better pay me

WARSLUGZ (WARLORD COLOSSUS & TEDDY SLUGZ) BRAIN FREEZE (Prod. NOVAFLED)

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.)

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

Hellhound Militia - GHO$T CLIP

ALL SOCIAL MEDIA FOR AK : @BLUNTEDPHARAOH
ALL SOCIAL MEDIA FOR WITCH: @WITCHOUSE40K

TREACHERY FT. WITCHOUSE 40K (PROD. NETUH X INSTINCT)

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

40 Years of Rain

RIP STATION MY BROTHER

JAHRAHMF ON THE ENGINEER
LYRICS : 

M AT THE END OF MY ROPE
MY BITCH SHE TATTED ITS WRAPPED UP HER THROAT
OPEN HER MOUTH AND I SPIT IN THAT HOE
BREAK AWAY ALL OF MY SOUL

THINK ILL STICK AROUND NOW HANGING WITH THE HELL HOUND
MILITIA
HATER TOOK HIS BODY NOW HE SLEEPIN WITH THE FISHES
POSIN WITH THE HOMIES BUT THEY HATIN YOU COULD SEE IT IN THE PICTURES
NOW HE UP MISSIN

I AM
THE GRUNT THE RUH
THAT COME TO
BRING THE DRUM
TO PIERCE THE LUNG THE EYES THE EARS THE PUNK

hear the fuckin thunda from gorillas with the drum SAY AY
im so fuckin anxious really fuckin hate it when i LAY
I CANNOT SLEEP IM NOT SANE
FEELS LIKE IM CURSED WITH THE PLAGUE


LOSIN ALL MY VISION LIKE AN ANIMAL
MANIFESTIN VISIONS THATS INTANGIBLE

CRUISE WITH THE REAPER AND PULL OUT THE MOLOTOV
LIGHT IT AND SET IT OFF
FEELS LIKE IM FALLIN NOW
SWERVIN AND COUGHIN UP
VISION IS BLURING UGH

ay okay what
im insane bruh
fake fuck
you cant fuckin hang bruh

(HOOK REPEAT)

Remedy This Failure (Prod. Station 666)

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]

BLOODBENDER track 04
prod. NetuH
747 HHM TRASH GANG

RATS! [prod. NetuH]

Mix and Master By Tumaggz
Prod Yung Zodiacc
feat https://soundcloud.com/hell_usa

Throat Taste Blood (Ft. Witchouse40k) (Prod. Yung Zodiacc)

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.)

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

RATS! [prod. NetuH]

Witchouse 40k

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