Spring is Here.

NIGHTSUN (w/ KILL EBOLA) [XENOCHIVA.]

Art by @killentityy
Feat by @kysoniduskkk
Prod by @hatchetsaww

POSTAL W/ KARVESTER [HATCHET]

Lyrics

I just bought a rocket off the motherfuckin dark net
Bitch I got a glockie in my fucking glove compartment 

Headshot no-scope when I’m creepin in iraq
Imma morherfucking terrorist that bomb strapped to my back
Humvee in the Middle East it’s painted black
Took a break from TormentBlades but I’m fucking back
Causing torment with the blades and a fucking strap
Bitch I got a UAV hit you across the map

I just talk like this I wanna sound like gorejit
I just fucked a bitch and I think it was your bitch

Blowing out his brains they gon leak from his eyes
Think he’ll be ok but that boy gonna die

Red dot to his head blowing out his brains
Leave him leaning against the wall like he Kurt cobain
I might go and cut the body up and catch a case
I might fucking bomb this place with some fucking nades

Kill kill kill I just wanna fucking 
Kill kill kill I just wanna fucking 
Kill kill kill I just wanna fucking 
Kill kill kill I just wanna fucking…

KILL COUNT [SAVEMESYLER X FROSTTT]

Pull the trigger and you die
I don’t think you’ll be alright 
Shot that (???) in the eye
Brains are falling from the sky

Got a scope and I got you in my sight (uh)
Only take one fucking bullet say goodnight (uh)
With precision hit the target every time (uh)
Take them down they go down without a fight (uh)

Bayonet on the strap so I use it as a blade
Better put me in the ward cuz I’m so fucking insane
I’m a motherfuckin terrorist hit towers with a plane
How the fuck you egotistical you just a fucking lame
All the bodies dropping like it’s motherfucking rain
I just killed a stupid bitch n I think her name was Jane 
Yeah I’m better than you faggots and this ain’t even my main
Bitch I’m posted in iraq like my name is Hussein

PRECICION ACCURACY [BLXXD]

IM BACK! [XARAMB!T]

Art by @deviltrigga_alt
verses self mixed
Prod facelesss
Lyrics
Nihilist:
pourin up the vod n we gonna torch ur house
walk into a bank and exterminate the crowd
pourin up the vod n we gonna torch ur house
walk into a bank and exterminate the crowd
bash ur head in with a brick u look so fuckin disabled
so many bullet holes yo blood leakin like its maple
so many body parts im gonna have em all tangled
ill fuckin torture if I have to ill get u fuckin mangled
buckshot on my lap buckshot on my hip
shoot another bitch
u got no fuckin human rights identifying as a bitch
try me u get doxxed ima throw u bitch ass in a ditch
ima grab my keltec and ill shoot this faggot til hes rinsed

Kevlar:
got a fucking molotov throw it at your house bitch
make that bitch panic thinkin his ass is in auschwitz x2

its a fucking arson leave the whole fucking family charred
if a pussy run out imma shoot him right in through his heart
im a fucking pyro aint no fucking mercenary
feds will never catch me if they do it im going to solitary

fire in the hole bitch there goes your childhood
burning it down while im geekin with a rifle x2

ARSON W/ NIHILIST [FACE]

MIX/MASTER/BEAT/VOCALS: ASHXNED

LYRICS:

[PART 1]
BANG, BANG, UH, YUH
COUNTING STRAPS WITH A BOMB TUCKED
YOU AIN'T BLESSED, THIS IS TOUGH LUCK
RUN IT BACK IN A DUMPTRUCK
WE GOT SHIT TO SAY, UH
YOU'LL BE TRAPPED IN YOUR MISERY, UH
FUCK YOU GUNS, IMA PICK THE BLADE
THEN DISINTEGRATE, SLASH IT IN YOUR FACE, UH

BOMB THAT MOTHERFUCKER, WE GOT SHOOTERS IN THE GUTTER
LEAVE EM SQUASHY LIKE A GUSHER, POINT THE RED DOT, YOU'LL GET FUCKED UP
PUT A NINE AT HIS FOREHEAD, BODIES IN THE FOREST
COUNTING UP THE STRAPS AN LET HIM REST, BUT I WON'T FORGET WHAT HE DID

I GOT MAGDRUMS FOR THIS BITCHBOY
YOU GON' GET FUCKED, I MIGHT DESTROY
I GOT MAGDRUMS FOR THIS BITCHBOY
YOU GON' GET FUCKED, I MIGHT DESTROY

[PART 2]
WALLS CLOSE IN, I FEEL LIKE IN GREYLOCK
IF YOU KEEP ON TALKING I MIGHT RIP YOUR FUCKING FACE OFF
WALLS CLOSE IN, I FEEL LIKE IN GREYLOCK
IF YOU KEEP ON TALKING I MIGHT RIP YOUR FUCKING FACE OFF
IF YOU KEEP ON TALKING YOU MIGHT RECEIVE A LOBOTOMY
FUCK YOUR DAMN BELIEVE, 'CAUSE MY MACHETE'S LIKE A GOD TO ME
IF YOU KEEP ON TALKING YOU MIGHT RECEIVE A LOBOTOMY
FUCK YOUR DAMN BELIEVE, 'CAUSE MY MACHETE'S LIKE A GOD TO ME

.9 MAGS, POINT IT AT YOUR HEAD
WE MIGHT CATCH A FUCKING BODY, HIDING BODIES IN A SHED, I GOT
8 OPPS, SEVEN BODIES IN A BAG
6 BLADES ON MY LAP, 5 STRAPS, 4 GATS
LIKE 3, 2 ,1, YOU GON' GET FUCKED
PUT A FUCKING CARCASS IN THE DIRT, THEN I'LL SLASH 'EM AGAIN
LIKE 3, 2 ,1, YOU GON' GET FUCKED
PUT A FUCKING CARCASS IN THE DIRT, THEN I'LL SLASH 'EM AGAIN, LIKE

GREYLOCK [prod. ASHXNED]

GRAVEDIGGER FT. DIRTY DAPPER

art by me
mixed and beat by @nankurix
vocals:@nankurix me @klevela

BLUE-RAY SELLERS(CD1)[NANKURIX]

featuring and art by @noomling
prod by meruyem
the 4th song in the salt saga👅

Lyrics:

[Chorus: mvttxo]
empty out the bag, this shit better than crack
sort lines on table while I open 6 pack
empty out the mag, keep the kilos intact
needa snort that shit or else I cannot damn relax
pounds on pounds system saline with monkey dust
tearing off her face wit my teeth, to satisfy my bloodlust
dilating pupils I can feel my blood vessels erupt
tagging up his grave, and then I fucking huff

[Verse 1: mvttxo]
snort that shit till I'm dead
in goes white out goes red
seclude my vein with a tourniquet
grab the needle then I inject
bugs in my skin they crawl
rip his hair n crack his jaw
cant lock in wheres my adderall
bash my skull into the wall

[Verse 2: Noomling]
Open up the bag
But you say im violent
But you’re on the floor
Just another corpse
you’re just like an irritating voice
Like a fucked hangover
Now I can’t sleep
It’s all your fault
How much do I take
Before I feel normal
Or even fall asleep

[Verse 3: mvttxo]
trippin I cant tell whats real
static in my body unable to feel
I bash and crack my ribcage
carve my name in my skin I'm so bloody with rage
my heartbeat rate drops the effects wear off
look at the ground surrounded by dead cops
100% pure shits not watered down
up my nose pound by pound

[Verse 4: Noomling]
now suck suck suck my tit bitch
yeah yeah suck my tit bitch
yeah yeah suck my tit bitch
yeah yeah suck my tit bitch
yeah yeah suck my tit bitch
yeah yeah suck my tit bitch
yeah yeah suck my tit bitch
yeah yeah suck my tit bitch
suck my tits you nasty whore
suck my tits you nasty whore
suck my tits you nasty whore
suck my-

[Chorus: mvttxo]
empty out the bag, this shit better than crack
sort lines on table while I open 6 pack
empty out the mag, keep the kilos intact
needa snort that shit or else I cannot damn relax
pounds on pounds system saline with monkey dust
tearing off her face wit my teeth, to satisfy my bloodlust
dilating pupils I can feel my blood vessels erupt
tagging up his grave, and then I fucking huff

BATH SALTS [meruyem]

intro:
u murdered ur own son?
yes i did
i got a nine to the back of her head
blood stains all over the bed
rip your fuckin scalp off and i keep it as my trophy
when it comes to body counts bitch im fuckin wealthy
night raid on your house now and i keep it stealthy

sir nihilist:
left the tools inside my house ill snap her neck with my bare hands
pull the fuck up bitch I dare u I just made friends with the Taliban
hang u off the fuckin ground I love hearing the sound of u gag
im a fuckin animal ill rip ur flesh off get it bagged
point my glock between ur eyes u beg for mercy but i don't fucking care
i love hearing bitches cry i get off to that shit when they're scared
im covered up in blood i just shot a bitch her brains are everywhere
break into the morgue at night ima fuck a corpse while pullin her hair
i got bodies stacked up they're rotting in my fuckin shed
stupid bitch quit fuckin running u know that u gon be next
i got bodies stacked up they're rotting in my fuckin shed
stupid bitch quit fuckin running u know that u gon be next
stab stab stab stab, just let it happen
stab stab stab stab, just let it happen
stab stab stab stab, just let it happen
stab stab stab stab, just let it happen
kill kill kill kill, i feel nothing
kill kill kill kill, i feel nothing
kill kill kill kill, i feel nothing
kill kill kill kill, i feel nothing

yes
thats gruesome joe, thats horrible
yes it is
and you don't blame me if I say I hope you never get outta this place
I hope I never do either

sir xyrn:
i got a nine to the back of her head
blood stains all over the bed
rip your fuckin scalp off and i keep it as my trophy
when it comes to body counts bitch im fuckin wealthy
night raid on your house now and i keep it stealthy
bitch im in the trenches on the c6a1 ima turn you into cat food 
and i piss all on your corpses cuz im in a bad mood
sawin of his limbs and i hang them up as decorations
slitting all your nerves you cant feel any sensations
bitch i dodge the murder case, im on the run now
killin all the witnesses, its hella fun yuh
pistol in her mouth, she crying while she takes it
fuck around n find out you get hit
im so fucked up i cant be here anymore
im so fucked up cant stop killin i want more 
im so fucked up i cant be here anymore
im so fucked up cant stop killin i want more 

u murdered ur own son?
yes i did

i got a nine to the back of her head
blood stains all over the bed
rip your fuckin scalp off and i keep it as my trophy
when it comes to body counts bitch im fuckin wealthy
night raid on your house now and i keep it stealthy

RECIDIVIST

RECIDIVIST w/ NIHILIST [TRYNADIE]

TERRIFIER (KILLKARBINE)

prod + feat @hatchetsaww
mixed by me n hatchet

LYRICS:
https://genius.com/Nihilist-rapper-drop-dead-lyrics

DROP DEAD W/ HATCHETSAW [HATCHET]

RACE TO YOU

@creepystalkers
Produced by delixe

Merry Christmas to you all

BRASS (FEAT. SONIICEXE & M44A1) [DELIXE]

"PAIN THRESHOLD" {- SKULLDOG) ~ SKULLDOG *̵̢̨̛ #SPREADTHEWORD #JIGSAWCLUB

the swamp has fallen
billions of swamp people must DIE

m&m + cover art by me
featuring @blxxd-shed
prod by @mutilatedcrps and eminem


blood farmers w/ blxxdshed [mutilatedcorpse]

Lyrics:

Hold up bitch
Let me put my make up on
Emo bitch 
Say she wanna fuck my make up off
Said say less
Then she got on
I love your fit but can you take it off

Caught in a bad Romance
I like to flirt with death she's my girlfriend
Told her that I'm done with life
I wanna dine with you
In the afterlife
After I die

Hold up bitch
Let me put my make up on
Emo bitch 
Say she wanna fuck my make up off
Said say less
Then she got on
I love your fit but can you take it off

Caught in a bad Romance
I like to flirt with death she's my girlfriend
Told her that I'm done with life
I wanna dine with you
In the afterlife
After I die

A bit of a romantic 
With how I fetishize death 
I dream of it often 
But god won't let me die yet 

Caught in a bad Romance
I like to flirt with death she's my girlfriend
oh Romantic 
I I I I'm I'm 

Caught in a bad Romance
I like to flirt with death she's my girlfriend
Oh how romantic
when I dream of it I'm in heaven 
Oh how ironic 
That I'm still breathing 
And I can't stand it 
I can't stand it 

I'm still breathing 
And I can't stand it 
I can't stand it 

Hold up bitch
Let me put my make up on
Emo bitch 
Say she wanna fuck my make up off
Said say less
Then she got on
I love your fit but can you take it off

Caught in a bad Romance
I like to flirt with death she's my girlfriend
Told her that I'm done with life
I wanna dine with you
In the afterlife
After I die

Hold up bitch
Let me put my make up on
Emo bitch 
Say she wanna fuck my make up off
Well what are we waiting for  
Let's take it off

What are we waiting for 
let's die already
let's die already
let's die already

What are we waiting for 
let's die already
let's die already
let's die already

What are we waiting for 
let's die already
let's die already
let's die already

What are we waiting for 
let's die already
let's die already
let's die already

Caught in a bad Romance
I I I I I 
Oh how romantic
I I I I I

FUCK MY MAKEUP OFF!! BAD ROMANCE!! AUTASSASSINOPHILI A!!!

DJINN, CHAIN-SWANGIN I AM HIM
LOOKING LIKE A MOTHERFUCKA WHO IS STUCK IN PORCELINE
YO, GOT PALE SKIN, GENIE ABHORS A FUCKIN WHORE OR A FUCKBOI IN THE BENZ
WE GOT SUPRAS, SILVIA IMPORTED BODY KIT, GOT CARBON RIMS 
SUSpended TUNERS WITH THE MATTE BLACK STEEL ON THE TIPS
WRAITH ACTUALLY DRIVES THIS THING YOU THINK I fucking give A SHIT? 
WHEN IM GOING THIS FAST,DONT WANNA 'vive ANOTHER flip
I WANNA TAKE MYSELF OUT OF THIS ONE NOW I THINK Ill vein a slit
OR A BITCH - I DONT FUCKIN CARE IM WRITING DOWN MY BLISS
MAKE A LIST, HIT MAN ON THE MOTHERFUCKIN BRISK
SIPPIN ICED TEA IN YO HOOD TILL I DIE IN MY OWN PISS 
I DONT THINK YOU WANNA FUCK WITH ME BOY, BEEN SCRAPING MY OWN SHINS 
DJINN, CHAIN-SWANGIN I AM HIM
LOOKING LIKE A MOTHERFUCKA WHO IS STUCK IN PORCELINE
YO YO, GOT PALE SKIN, GENIE ABHORS A FUCKIN WHORE OR A FUCKBOI IN THE BENZ
WE GOT SUPRAS, SILVIA IMPORTED BODY KIT, GOT CARBON RIMS 
I'm writing with my blood, a pact with my upper-soul
A demon in my third eye coming through like honest gold
Im not that old yet, but you know what I am writing on this wall
S C R I P T Z was here and he's hunting on his own...

A LECTURE IN THE OCCULT (PROD. RULZ)

NO Píčo

artist and dj 

dm for more 

15 
pretty good and getting better 


just wait 5 years from now

Spring is Here.

Honu