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I might

OZONE!

bigassbearman

prod. adjacen7

[https://li.sten.to/bludhaven]

lyrics:
Pull off causing problems, hoe 
Always quick to solve em though 
Know that boy from Texas 
He be steppin with revolvers, hoe
Devil with some targets, hoe
Never dressed in Prada though 
Make this shit look easy 
I don’t need it, but I want her though 

Lil hoe throw a hissy fit 
I hit it once, put shit to sleep
Funny how that shit can be 
I stay with the infantry 
Dirty boys from back woods 
Smokin backwoods ‘hind the church with priests 
I grind with an urgency 
Hollows give him third degrees 

Lever stuffed inside my briefs 
Bring hell and thunder 
Hide for weeks 
Pressure built a diamond 
35 when I’m retiring
Step inside my mind 
You won’t see brightness ‘less I light some weed 
Pussy, I won’t fold 
Just close your eyes and make your final peace

Pull off causing problems, hoe 
Always quick to solve em though 
Know that boy from Texas 
He be steppin with revolvers, hoe
Devil with some targets, hoe
Never dressed in Prada though 
Make this shit look easy 
I don’t need it, but I want her though 

Lil hoe throw a hissy fit 
I hit it once, put shit to sleep
Funny how that shit can be 
I stay with the infantry 
Dirty boys from back woods 
Smokin backwoods ‘hind the church with priests 
I grind with an urgency 
Hollows give him third degrees

Blüdhaven

Hellstar Cannon

Dying With TV On

Sunday Special

35MM

soundcloud is a desolate wasteland

late upload

TALK TO GOD [PROD. BLCKK X AMERTUME]

A Quiet Mind

Talk

Grim Salvo & Witchouse 40k - THE GIVER
Mixed and mastered by ³³marrow

THE GIVER

Grim Salvo & Witchouse 40k - THE GIVER  (prod. ³³marrow)

25 To Life

Grim Salvo & Witchouse 40k - Roses In the Attic
Mixed and mastered by ³³marrow

VOIDST★R

Roses In the Attic

Grim Salvo & Witchouse 40k - Roses In the Attic

A collaboration between Grim Salvo and Witchouse 40k @grimsalvo @hell_usa

Featuring:
Lil Darkie @lildvrkie
Savage Ga$p @avageaspandungique
Brahman @brahmvn

Grim Salvo & Witchouse 40k - RATKING 1518 (feat. Savage Ga$p)

Grim Salvo & Witchouse 40k - QUEEN LEECH

engineered/mixed by MrSadBoy

cover art Jamfaon

production by NetuH

Lyrics:

(Yeah)
Love it when that money talk to me cause ima talk back
Scouter read they’re pussy by the way they quick to fall back
Never sell my soul for no check or no contract
Really want the smoke but scared of second handed contact?
God, damn
Got me starring at this cup alone
When she hit me back I changed my mind leave me the fuck alone
Walk this bitch and run alone
Stand up and show up alone
One hit to that cranium gon rearrange your fucking dome
Jae the coldest freeza no I don’t know what got into me
Try to ride the wave you get converted to an MP3
I don’t got no opps I’m only seeing opportunities 
Got ‘em shaking in they’re boots like weather under 10 degrees
Pray that god forgive me cause the money I commit 
I done seen plenty bad hoes who still ain’t make the list
You could do a million good things, they won’t acknowledge shit
Blow your brains around the place 
Turn you to an optimist 
I don’t do exclusives no you bitches make me sick 
I don’t wanna hear excuses so I mute that stupid shit 
Tryna get up in my spine, but your blade just ain’t sharp enough 
Have your shawty open legs, show her how I really cut

IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY!
YOU A BITCH, YOU A BITCH, YOU A BITCH, YOU A BITCH!
IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY!
LET IT HIT, LET IT HIT, LET IT HIT, LET IT HIT!
IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY!
YOU A BITCH, YOU A BITCH, YOU A BITCH, YOU A BITCH!
IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY!
LET IT HIT, LET IT HIT, LET IT HIT, LET IT HIT!

IMNOTSORRY! (prod. NetuH)

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Rulz On

Lyrics:
 rI break it down
Hey (repeat)
Aint notice nothin
Hey (repeat)
This presence sweet
Hey (repeat)
Put the barrel to his temple god his homies all be screamin

Man down
Hey (repeat)

Pushin 30 still be up at 3am
Dont tell me nothing less you got me diffed at least by couple Ms
I got like nothing to my name and even less up in my ends
I did a line like way too early now I cannot eat by tens

Za-za aint gone fix this
Nod off make me better
La la dancin wit some 
Pom poms, never really
Ra ta spittin off the
Block a wonder why we
Hot ah got em fuckin
Pop off like im condescending

(hook)

Glass Shards +Rulz On

LYRICS:

Fallin fallin fallin 
oh it never seems to stop 
I hear they dug up my tibia from the bottom of a swamp
thrumming a terrible silence from the deep where I’m embalmed 
That voice it aint mine, and its constantly talking, it’s saying:

Thinking of a way out is self-centered at best
You’re woven in the basket, baby bird in the nest, say ahhhh

Ahhhhh fuck, huh
I guess I’m stuck, huh
I put two feet down on the throttle of the muck, huh 
I let it buck, huh
Pulling me deeper
The green is coming alive and its saying:

Searching for a punchline to an infinite jest?
Well patience makes you manic
While the truth makes you depressed
I’d say that’s pretty funny 
 
Into what are you changing me?

Forming life underneath the fetid rot

Body goes elastic 
as my lungs begin to stretch
no longer breathing in the air
the moss is breathing down my neck 
dissolving in into plasma 
feels way better than you’d expect 
releasing all my dopamine
the voice returns, and now it says:    

preach the new religion:
discontent
your reanimation:
time well spent

Great Dismal Swamp

I Ain't Never Met A Cigarette I Couldn't Smoke

IG: @tumaggz x @thebeamons
SPOTIFY: 

https://open.spotify.com/track/4bfTrfHhUVPmoPq9nygVxK?si=262d4d80609a4561

TWITTER: @thebeamon @tumaggz
FACEBOOK: dylan beamon , tumaggz
YOUTUBE: beamon , tumaggz

BEAMON & TUMAGGZ - VALHALLA (produced by RELLIM)

mixed and written by Big Roshi
Produced by SULLYPTB

Lyrics:
Talkin like u stackin paper buddy
But you dont tho
Sippin on that liquor like u heavy
But u dont tho
I aint got no druggies less u ballin 
But u dont tho
15 year old cadillac
You pimpin
But you dont tho

You postin on yo instagram you think you fuckin different
Slightly tweakin formula you cookie cutta bitches
Im stuck inside a cycle that you idiots conditioned
I do not give a single fuck if you do not like my writtens

No I got no enemies
No i got no plans to be
Kicked out of my canopy
You pussy do not talk to me
Work yo 9-5 and sell yo life for a half a beer
Ima keep on livin while yall out there typin out of fear

Cognitive Dissonance +SULLYPTB

prod. Tyler Creed

i feel this curse
run through my veins
its planned, rehearsed
my futures worse
and it’s got the day

seethe the skin
peel away
to show how you and i
could never be the same

reflective chrome
scar up the plains
my search for reason
and hopeful meaning
drips off a blade

her feelings masked
fuck, it suffocates
like endless drags
she flicks the ash
while i burn at the stake

i feel this curse
run through my veins
its planned, rehearsed
my futures worse
and it’s got the day

seethe the skin
peel away
to show how you and i
could never be the same

Never been the same since the day that came ended in the drain
Hurting walking lanes learning talk again all i earned is rain
Churning out the trained got her cure of pain purse of pure reframe
Lost and turn away cost a word away
never learned to stay
cause In a war im found
Not good when im home
I hear the shells and screams of hell it echoes

i feel this curse
run through my veins
its planned, rehearsed
my futures worse
and it’s got the day

seethe the skin
peel away
to show how you and i
could never be the same

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