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Ho99o9 presents Territory : Turf Talk, Vol. II

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The Day the Niggaz took over (INTRO)
S.O.A.- Black Out
Thee Nodes - Filthy Gaze
NIN- Sin
Zackey Force Funk- Nogales 808
Ministry- we believe
Haggus- Humanity at What Cost?
Mach-Hommy- Magnum Band
Danny Brown- Blunt after Blunt
N8NOFACE, Yeti Bones & Pink Siifu- Ima Die Wit It
Pink Siif- Fk
LilBooth- Rozay in Memphis
Rugi feat. Nuke- Biscuit
Body Count- KKK Bitch
Ty Segal- Drop Dead Gorgeous
Danny Brown & Tony Yayo- O.M.G.
theOGM- FREE the U.S.A.
N8NOFACE & theOGM- Bad Shit
Despise you- Portrait
GG Allin - Snakesman’s Dance
Chief Keef- I don’t Like
Void- Void
theOGM- Night n Day
Celtic Frost- Eternal Summer
Atari Teenage Riot- Kids Are United
Ho99o9- Beneath the Earths Crust
Tyler, the Creator- AU79
Young Nudy- EA
Dystopia- Hands That Mold
The Prodigy- Out of Space
Death- Pull the Plug
Ice Cube- Who Got The Camera?
Hollywood Dick- Y'all Don't Sell Dope(Freestyle)
Hoddy, the Young Jedi, LilBooth & Gnar- Bad Posture
Ezrakh- Laid Up
Onyx- Maintain (OUTRO)

Territory Radio : Episode 2 : JUGGERNAUT

Christina (feat. Brainorchestra & Elete)

Superheaven - Youngest Daughter (slowed)

Molotov (Ho99o9 & Wargasm(UK) )

Hit It From The Bacc (ZelooperZ, TheOGM &Elete)

Drop Step Ja Morant (Ho99o9 Prod By JPEGMAFIA)

Opp Slider 16 (N8NOFACE & Yeti Bones)

Buckets (ZelooperZ & Ho99o9)

Tread Lightly (Gnar &theOGM)

New Jersey Drive (Ho99o9)

Intro

A Machine Of

All Hope Is Gone

Psychosocial

Brand New's 'Sealed To Me' performed live in concert

Brand New - Sealed To Me

Around the Fur

My Own Summer (Shove It)

Corbin - dj khaled is my father slowed

Bleach

Sifting

Incesticide

Aneurysm

prod by https://soundcloud.com/7_0ceans_d33p


Hi Daddi

Døves, Wicca Phase Springs Eternal, Horse Head, Jon Simmons - Why Did We Ever Meet (prod. fish narc)

prod by mee
quick master by Simon!!!! happy new ear

lyric-
been feeling death up, everyday clawing my neck up
aint nobody call u when ur red tho, why u gotta live like that boy
why the fuck u on my back for, really tho u aren't my dad no
living life on the red note, 24 life full dread tho
girl ur what I live for, living my life on the red more
where the party left to?
aint nobody gna peel it back for u
all my heart fully ran out
feeling my life getting ran out
you can just go and forget mee ya thats a wrap up
I don't mind putting my back to the rapture
all of my head feel the wrath of the world
been quiet but I still feel it yet feel it yet
why u damning me, gna wait for the day they come for me
I don't wanna live like that really drain my heart
been doing ur damage, what have I done
fully lose my faith in the world, 
want my bed
out of my mind out of my head how do I ride thru
I don't mind dying over with life dealing with my debt
out of my head living in the red 
out of my time go ahead and take me don't really care for the world

rly not right 4 this

wretch

Ho99o9 (horror) - An unauthorized biography
The first spores of Ho99o9 were identified by the CDC’s infectious disease unit
in the outsourced offices of purgatory that are peppered all throughout New
Jersey in places like Linden, Elizabeth and Newark.
There was only legend until cultures were collected. Once told as a cautionary
tale of two neighborhood kids, their story mutated into a reflection on the
horrors of the society that produced them. What happened between those
early days in the neighborhood and the present day is often debated.
theOGM (Jean) & Yeti Bones (Eaddy) are certainly a product of their early
environment. There weren’t any fields or even much grass for a kid to play on.
Gardens were made of concrete and a reality sustained only by dreams of
places where the train tracks went.
Eaddy’s Pops brought Motown and the militancy of the armed forces into
Eaddy’s sometimes rigid and uncompromising basic training for life. Pops was
hard because hard makes leaders in the human chain of command. And Jean
was always there in the street level offices of Chris Christie’s “small
government” purgatory in the defunded, decommissioned and deconstructed
district of Linden New Jersey. Jean knew when Trump’s future fuc boi and
every other neo-con said “small government” what they really meant was
“Fuck you nigg…”
Style was lacking but what Jean’s Pops was packing into his ear speakers stayed
embedded in Jean’s mind - The sounds of Haitian Kompa sung by Sweet Micky
(Michael Martely). The bizarre behavior and non-conformist styles of a Haitian
icon caught Jean’s eyes and ears back then and once again now with Micky
recently rising to become president of Haiti. Thieves and liars giving way to an
influential artist elected to rebuild a crumbling nation? Noted.
Jean and Eaddy kept lampin in overlapping circles of connected streets,
bordering cities and shuffled between under funded public schools. The sounds
on Hot 97 filled blank tapes with Bone Thugs, Busta, Onyx, Lil Jon and Missy
Elliott. Mental hard-drive uploads with flow served to drive them to finally
jump on that train to see what else was out there and what they found
changed them irrevocably.
Eaddy began branching out, bringing hardcore like Bad Brains back home with
him. The pair didn’t know it at the time but the resulting amalgamation they
brought back was the Deathkult. They were armed only with a pawn shop
sampler and the power to influence.
Born to lose in Jersey, reborn in NYC and subsequently reimagined 999.
Rewired to spread a promise for the next emancipation from time. The gospel,
the vibration, hardcore punk, rage and rhyme - theOGM and Yeti Bones emerge
transformed into weapons of mass expression and the spectacle known today
only as Ho99o9 (horror).
Then just like that, Ho99o9 vanished from the east coast, allegedly recruited
into a beat laboratory in Los Angeles. They baptized in blood and emerged
wrapped in a sound that had not yet been heard.
A congregation gathered in a scene of like-minded mutants and L.A. quickly
became the HQ of Ho99o9. More minions manifest with Horror spores started
spreading all throughout North America and the European Union - a pandemic
of fools gettin' woke as the fringe becomes the majority and we recall the
prophecy of Sweet Micky.
And Today - a new nation rises to smash the guise of the god-head. A deity-less
religion of our collective humanity, neither divine, nor wicked, led only by the
march of the Deathkult and delivered by its soldiers - theOGM and Yeti Bones in
their United States of Horror*.