mixed by: @sastrp // cover art: @gvzzvh x @lunasith // background vox by: @sydcxx
official amv: [https://youtu.be/6AS5czp5JZI]

lyrics: [https://genius.com/Do-not-resurrect-necrotic-grip-lyrics]
back off 
i came to play with my hacksaw 
bash in your brain with my mask off 
yea try to pray for the last time 
lame and you mad but you hate cuz your cash wrong 
i don’t want love, i want matte glocks 
i’ll eat ya heart like it’s bath salts 
i'll leave his lung on the asphalt 
i’ll leave your tongue in a glass jar 
murder with a black SCAR 
he don’t wanna dump
what the fuck, is it that hard?
he don’t wanna buck
he respond with a sad bar 
nigga shoulda ducked but he run like a track star 
i came to play with my hacksaw 
i don’t want pain, i want matte glocks 
i’ll eat ya heart like it’s bath salts 
i leave his lung on the asphalt 

now i just be sippin sippin sippin slow on the blood i collect from you fuckers
and i could be vicious, witness never told of the souls that i left in my dungeon 
now cuz of my pigment i been predisposed 
to unload and attack in abundance 
but that’s just the shit they said, i go and murder cuz simply the fact that i love it 

but it’s back to the subject 
stacking bodies by the dozens 
whippin audis outta budget 
godly while i’m thumpin 
you would probly caught a couple 
grippin probly why im fucked and i don’t plan on stoppin 
she do molly while we fuckin 
creepin i might grab a snub i caught him out in public 
beam, he saw it fore it snuffed him 
he was talking like he tough and now he not so lucky

necrotic grip (prod. rose)

DON'T CHOKE [FEAT. JV73]

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never have i ever [prod. wxrst]

Feasting.On.The.Guts.Of.Angels. written and recorded by Grim Salvo x @kamaara
Prod. @33marrow

- L Y R I C S +

[Hook: Mossback]

You think that I won’t
I’m sick of the front
I got no fucking patience, yeah yeah
She jump down my throat
Manage your expectations, yeah yeah
You’re building a roof
When you got no foundation, yeah yeah
Signal the smoke
Spare me the altercation, yeah yeah
I’m sick of the front
I got no fucking patience, yeah yeah
She jump down my throat
Manage your expectations, yeah yeah
You’re building a roof
When you got no foundation, yeah yeah
Signal the smoke
Spare me the altercation, yeah yeah

Been a minute since I really took a minute, yeah yeah
Been fixated on too many different women, yeah yeah
I’ve been spinning, avoiding all my feelings, yeah yeah
Spilling my guts while I’m staring at the ceiling, yeah yeah

I’ve been here too many times
I’m slowly loosing my mind

[Verse 1: SLEUTH]

Bitch I’m broke and I got holes in my clothes 
But I am not impatient, yeah yeah
What the fuck I do I want?
Think I got hesitations, yeah yeah
³³ always gonna be spicy
Call it capsaicin, yeah yeah
Under the impression that we’re ever gonna stop
But you’re fucking mistaken, yeah yeah
You a façade
Bitch you so fraudulent
I can see it on your face
Not so confident
Tried to manipulate me and my brothers
Thinking I won’t but that bitch needs a buffer
Used to pawn licks now I’m top of my game 
Peeling the skin back from under my face 
Got a taste for it
Now I just do it for thrills
Tried to bait me
Put a shot in his gills
Not mad — I’m the gadfly
No cyanide cause the world just gonna keep killing me still
Sleuthy like Socrates 
No one’s ever gonna be able to say they bought me  
Actin’ like you not there but I still care
Still stare with a blank face
Wondering what the fuck is on the TV
With a Phoebe 
Tell me take her someplace 
Cause she really wanna to please me 
Got them blinders on like peaky

[Refrain: Mossback]

I’ve been here too many times
I’m slowly loosing my mind

[Verse 2: KAMAARA]

See red in her eyes 
All of these bitches evil, yeah yeah
You twisting your tongue
Twisting my mind that lethal, yeah yeah
Not part of the script
Taking you out the sequel, yeah yeah
Right before I leave:
I’ma get revenge max Keeble, yeah yeah
I’ma save you the heart ache 
Think it’s time that we part ways (Yeah)
Not here for the long wait (What)
Think my time is a short stay (Bitch)
You don’t know the half of me 
It’s sad to see that everybody 
laughed at me like Sadjuhsis
Now bitches throw it back for me so casually 
like “Deet-da-deet-da-deet-da-deet-da-deet-da-deet-da-deet”
Poor another cold one
Swallow down a whole one
Checking my pulse
Am I dead?
Can’t tell 
All that I know is I’m leaving my soul 
as you’re in my ear screaming “burn in hell”
Clip that 
Cause one day bitch imma come back 
rub this shit in yo face eat your 
words that disgraced
No more MIAs
Only KIAs 
Where the dog tags

[Hook: Mossback]

You think that I won’t
I’m sick of the front
I got no fucking patience, yeah yeah
She jump down my throat
Manage your expectations, yeah yeah
You’re building a roof
When you got no foundation, yeah yeah
Signal the smoke
Spare me the altercation, yeah yeah
I’m sick of the front
I got no fucking patience, yeah yeah
She jump down my throat
Manage your expectations, yeah yeah
You’re building a roof
When you got no foundation, yeah yeah
Signal the smoke
Spare me the altercation, yeah yeah

🦟🌎🦟

MILDRED

Feasting.On.The.Guts.Of.The.Angels.

Grim Salvo x KAMAARA - Feasting.On.The.Guts.Of.Angels. {prod. ³³marrow}}}%

Balancing my life
Is on a wire
Stuck inside my lows
Aint getting higher
I dont wanna die
But whens it my turn
Look up at the sky
Until my eyes burn
Hands around your throat
but this aint for play
Imma ruin everything about you in the worse way
Chalk em up and screech it out you caught me on my worse day
I can tell she want it but baby youre not my forte

I dont think you understand the trouble you in
33 been dragging bodies out the cellar again
And really lately my mental state hasnt been on its bestest
Pulled the chain a little too hard now her body is headless
Oh dear what a shame
But who really needs a brain?
Walk around like you aint got one everyone is here to blame
Cant escape me bitch no matter how far you go
I can track your scent like im a dog in a grove

Balancing my life
Is on a wire
Stuck inside my lows
Aint getting higher
I dont wanna die
But whens it my turn
Look up at the sky
Until my eyes burn
Hands around your throat
but this aint for play
Imma ruin everything about you in the worse way
Chalk em up and screech it out you caught me on my worse day
I can tell she want it but baby youre not my forte

Lost inside yourself its like you fucks never listened
Told your ass to watch your back or you might end up missing
Tell me how it feels
Living nightmare shit is real
You cant run from me forever bitch im nipping at your heals
Look bitch! save yourself the exhaustion
Let me drag you cross the forest to my cellar and lock it
You like that! lets make you feel how i felt
Buried underneath the surface still alive with no bell

Look bitch save yourself the exhaustion
Look bitch save yourself the exhaustion

Balancing my life
Is on a wire
Stuck inside my lows
Aint getting higher
I dont wanna die
But whens it my turn
Look up at the sky
Until my eyes burn
Hands around your throat
but this aint for play
Imma ruin everything about you in the worse way
Chalk em up and screech it out you caught me on my worse day
I can tell she want it but baby youre not my forte

spotify

GauzeValley (prod. ³³marrow)

ill put u in my death note, i call that shit my friends list :)
lyrics - 
Im coming straight from hell with love Ive
Never seen a motherfucker bad like me 
bad lil bitch with the iced out teeth 
You are not my buu but i know it’s pink 
like 3 6 drifting the whip 
speedstar shit when I swerve on a bitch 
Got a iced out Glock with a iced out clip 
No twilight u can see the shine on my wrist


all u lame ass rappers not shit 
I’m devil man 
and u the type to cry about a bitch 
i got a bag of different drugs 
Got a bag of tricks 
probably why I’m seeing ghosts every time 
Im In the whip 
Boy that shit be hitting 
Different different different 
castlevania 
the way he always pull up dripping 
bitch I feel like Griffith 
Cause you were never twin bitch 
I’ll put you in my death note 
I call that shit my friends list 
Boy that shit be hitting 
Different different different 
castlevania 
the way he always pull up dripping 
bitch I feel like Griffith 
Cause you were never twin bitch 
I’ll put you in my death note 
I call that shit my friends list 

Im comin straight from hell with love Ive 
Never seen a motherfucker bad like me 
Bad lil bitch with the iced out teeth
You are not my buu but I know its pink 
like 3 6 drifting the whip 
speedstar shit when I swerve on a bitch 
iced out Glock 
with a iced out clip 
No twilight 
u can see the shine on my wrist

from hell, with love (prod. dwilly)

ALL MY OPPS SPECIAL ED

"ALL MY OPPS SPECIAL ED" (prod. pranav)

amv: [https://youtu.be/TuG-IBkj_iU]

lyrics: 
Ok, hop out my way
Watch out, I'm not down to play
I pop the glock at your face
Brought out the wraith
Pop out with blood on my blade
Laugh as I watch y'all decay
I got the K, .45, with a glock 9 semi
Gotta spray, hot iron
Got a goth thot with me
Let it rain, shots fired, not a shot gon hit me
Got a opp block spinning like a top
Rot with me, nigga

Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed
Lever gun em down, I do not want peace
Sin City how I do em dirty
Got a glick with me, I could use a 30
Let my switch hit him, watch it shoot like Curry
Lil bitch

I got a bad bitch, she tryna rendezvous
I gotta blast, ray beam got a round or two
You wanna die? Say please, I got just the tool
To cut em down, 19 bodies stackin, dude
You never saw the best until you saw my Tec
My sawed off go sawin through your armored vest
You lockjaw, but honestly I'm choppin necks
The cops found the body, but without a head

I got my savages around me
Won't be caught without my strap
Keep on thumbin through the paper
Then I rummage through ya stash
Tell that boy I'll see ya later
He ain't never comin back
Cuz niggas know I got that blade
I'll cut ya tongue and let it flap

Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed
Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed

Pull up with 40, I came for the bullies
I'm bout all the smoke, I just bought me a new glock
Aim out the cage at a free man
.762 knock em back to the boondocks
Runnin em down to they coffin
They hide with the ghosts, see em turn to a dead zombie
Chalk on the ground, he get smoked
But I love make believe cuz I know that the feds watchin
Hang out the roof of the drop top
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!
Hit the block with a sawed off
Came with the Boogeyman, lock, shock
Smoke in the barrel, don't care if the stocks off
I ain't rockin with you pussy, you not bout that action
Leave ghosts in yo whereabouts
Came from the mud, I'm gon air it out
Bugs in his body, I'm rotten, don't wear it out

Ok, hop out my way
Watch out, I'm not down to play
I pop the glock at your face
Brought out the wraith
Pop out with blood on my blade
Laugh as I watch y'all decay
I got the K, .45, with a glock 9 semi
Gotta spray, hot iron
Got a goth thot with me
Let it rain, shots fired not a shot gon hit me
Got a opp block spinning like a top
Rot with me, nigga

cathedral ward [ft. witchouse40k] (prod. mercykill)

EGO DEATH, BUT I AIN'T DYIN

SALAD [2]

prod by gmp, zak ali & 4ria


SPOTIFY LINK BELOW


https://open.spotify.com/track/2yLZAeViNb16Q6tQ2SYL58

lyrics: 

look at these problems, you started yourself 
while i sharpen my skill set for stardom to pelt 
& propel you to melt 
so please pardon my yells 
cause my therapist says i’m too hard on myself 
& i harp on the shit that you did so unwell 
it exist in conditions, i’m starving to tell 
instead i stay timid, get lost in my shell 
and i run a new scrimmage like johnny manziel 
bitch i quit drinking, i’m sinking in vomit i belch 
and beginning to think i could opt for some help 
all of my thoughts they just linger like prisoners sit in a clink 
wish i could just be more limber 
or be less distinct 
instead i yell timber 
depressions in sync with my temper 
that shit all grows heavy 
i vent to my shrink till it’s slender as feathers 
meticulous new repetitions 
i let it relinquish what i can’t remember, so tender 
but what difference does it make 
with the distance that i take 
i’d rather never win than try to blend in with you fakes 
i spit the precious gems that descend to bottoms of lakes 
you wretched fucks are asbestos, i can’t try to behave 
i don’t want to spend any more time tryna debate 
i’m still tryna climb the ladder up to meet my fate 
as the time shatters 
rewind, won’t align all your lies with my laughter 
i brine in sublime & latch onto my habits 
i find when i’m manic 
& till i go peak, all my passion is bleak 
until you all reach my new absence 
let that all read as my way of now getting complete 
and redeeming the panic 
this shit is no feat 
it’s a means of me slamming 
you hoes into granite 
you hoes all go show off your glow into cameras 
instagram models, be damned if i cannot fuck 
all of those filters can’t help what the damage does 
cause you’re a 6 just like digits from canada 
business as usual, city is cancerous 
writtens i drew the truth, so much less glamorous 
can’t handle gambles, i travel from 
lands where i drag my love forward 
with bags of drugs 
packing up 
i’ve got a lack of trust 
from all the knives in my back 
i’m not backing up 
cause all these wounds make my breathing hard 
like your damn asthma does 
you’ve got a bag of tricks 
well i’ve got active love 
holding raps captive 
connect them all like it’s a pack of plugs 
sold off the raps i sung 
you’re all so old, but you’re acting young 
tricks are for kids 
and i told em, i had enough 



look at these problems, you started yourself 
while i sharpen my skill set for stardom to pelt 
& propel you to melt 
so please pardon my yells 
cause my therapist says i’m too hard on myself 
& i harp on the shit that you did so unwell 
it exist in conditions, i’m starving to tell 
instead i stay timid, get lost in my shell 
and i run a new scrimmage like johnny manziel 



look at you 
look at you 
you little judgmental cunt 
now bitch look at you

DON'T CHOKE [FEAT. JV73]

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