I have noticed spider webs look like BULLET HOLES READ DESCRITPTON

put this in my sons car I got kinda happy

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 - 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.)

PRODUCED/ENGINEERED/MIXED/MASTERED BY @TUMAGGZ

@hell_usa
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@mvkotsunami
@tumaggz
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Hellhound Militia - CHILDREN OF THE CORN

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*

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]

Eddie Fresco - RED DOT (ft. Witchouse 40K)

BLOODBENDER track 03
Official Music Video:

Prod. NetuH
747 HHM TRASH GANG

RAGNAROK [prod. NetuH]

SALIVA GREY x 99ZED- K HOLE

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

TRIP ON A SPIDERWEB VIDEO IN DESC

Witchouse 40k

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