SAUL SILVER (prod. NetuH)

OZ (Prod. Esthetic Gloom)

Ouija

Ouija (feat. Warlord Colossus, Sxmpra, Saliva Grey) (Prod. Blunt Christ x lil sleepy)

PRODUCED BY @TUMAGGZ
MIXED/MASTERED/ENGINEERED BY @33MARROW
COVER ART BY @jay-burgess-3

AK3K (@bluntedpharaoh):
pull the knife out my back 
grip the damn nine 
fuck with mine 
imma make him fucking flat line 
put a bullet hole thru his fucking jawline 
doing tricks with the blade 
hope you don’t mind 
yeah they wait for the day that i’m gon die 
i really hate when people think that imma nice guy 
imma murder everybody in your bloodline 
i’m pissed off
gonna blow up like a landline 
put my middle fingers up cause i still don’t give a fuck 
i should twist the fucking blade 
when it’s up inside your gut 
jesse really love the blood drip 
and i love the fuck shit 
when we get together 
there’s not really a discussion 
c4 strapped to my chest screaming suicide 
in this life that i’m l iving bitch it’s do or die 
i don’t know if imma live up  to see 45
so when i’m looking in the mirror bitch i’m terrified 
so i roll it up
give the weed puff 
i’ve been feeling rough so
please lemme beat it up 
i can’t get enough 
gon feast when i eat it up 
dick up in your guts whoa 
and my bitch a savage put the knife up to your throat bro 
whoa
going for the gold 
i’ve been on a roll 
wont stop till get my chain 
up on fucking froze 
so go yous a little hoe 
fuck up on my bro 
i’m ghost 
oh you didn’t know 
take away my soul 

JMattson:
Pull the knife out my pocket Issa bench made 
On the block and I’m feeling like Dikembe
Take a chance lil bitch you got 10 days
Need that money in my hand I need my rent paid grip her French braids when I hit from the back I’m a fiend hoe
Blowin money like I’m drunk at the casino 
Back with a motive to attack like I’m shego
They call me Vinny but I feel like uncle Nino C-notes in my jacket pocket with the blunt wrap, blood bath someone tellem get the fuck back, one strap on the waist one trunk bag, filled up with grenades don’t come back
Mothafucka if you really wanna problem we ain’t moving 
I don’t think they really want it hear em talk but they don’t do it
Run up on a motherfucker if he talkin like he stupid 
I don’t think he really bout it on his block but he ain’t shooting lil bitch why you actin like you hot shit
Totin pistols on the gram but you ain’t shot shit opp shit I been makin moves and makin moshpits godless tell me I should pray I’d rather not bitch
Glock out pull the glock out like I’m Witchouse 
Pop out with my cock out at your bitch house
Lockdown got it locked down like a grid now 
Ayy
Hellhound for the win now

AK3K X JMattson - VINNY & PAULY II (Prod. tuMaggz)

DUST! w/ DEATH G (prod HEKS)

Eddie Fresco - DEATH TO ENEMIES (ft. gizmo)

LYRICS:

Verse 1: (tuMaggz)

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got

Riding
To the spot we wylin
Hit a motherfucking cop he dying 
Hit a motherfuckers block while smiling 
Took a son from his mother she crying 
All of this shit ain’t tough talk 
Everybody hates a nigga no Chris Rock 
Everybody wanna see a nigga wrist locked up in some steel 
I ain’t talking bout no wrist watch

Yeah that boy might kill his parents but he ain’t gon kill me
Met a foreign bitch from Paris she gon get on both knees
Got a fresh pack boy you smoking on that old tree
With yo dusty musty crusty ass boy you ain’t no OG

Whole game fucked 
All you niggas got it criss cross
See you stunting on em 
Why you rocking all the Ross drip
Smoking on that wood tip 
Cheaper than a Cheese Nip
You be sucking dick
For a feature on some bullshit
Shooter with a full clip
Boy drop that pin
Got seven whole niggas like Sect finna send 
Straps can stay back handle this like some men
But we know you a coward so we gon roll in 

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got
	
Verse 2: (Cardeairé)

We swing em hard with all we got
I knock a nigga out his socks
We pull up on him like we lightning leave his ass straight fuckin shocked, huh
Now he lookin at the sky, cause that bitch got fuckin dropped
Smokin good shit got me coughin 
Put him in a coffin and leave him to die
Bitch nigga run up on me then he must got a death wish 
Floppin around like a dyin fish
Rich nigga shit I’ll hit you with a fresh whip
Playin wit me and you dyin bitch 
Prayin to not see god and shit
Sayin you just want out of it 
And I’ll put you out yo misery 
The last thing you’ll fuckin see is me
Wit a smirk on my face 
I bet the shit that you said you wanna take back 
That’s not how it work in this place 
You just another fuckin homicide case
Homicide, suicide, genocide, I call that shit icin the cake 
They say Sect you don’t got a fuckin heart
Then I got a organ to take 
Then I got a organ to steal
Everything so fake to me so it ain’t hard to point out what’s real
I got bitches that pay for the bill
Them niggas go crazy yeah they go stupid when they be off of them pills
I put that pussy right in a coffin then I’m headed to the hills
Bitch

Coughin' (feat. Sect Unit)

Coughin' (feat. Cardeairé Latrelle)

CHAMBER OF FIRE
@CoaastGxd & @hell_usa w/ @netuhbeats
Art by Halo Blaack

[lyrics]
[CoaastGxd]
and I been cuffed up
My lucks up
I better burn the bodies
Fucked up
So fucked up
I gotta earn the rotting
and I been cuffed up
My lucks up
I better burn the bodies
Fucked up
So fucked up
I gotta earn the rotting


I'm feeling fucked up
I'm trynna find two bitches get my nuts sucked
I'm in a fine mood
What's up?
I'm inclined to find a new time to move through
The lines were two few and uncut
and shut the fuck
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck
Shut the fuck up
You don't wanna find out what the fucking mutt does
You about to wind up hiding with your nuts tucked

and i been cuffed up
My lucks up
I better burn the bodies
Fucked up
So fucked up
I gotta earn the rotting
and i been cuffed up
My lucks up
I better burn the bodies
Fucked up
So fucked up
I gotta earn the rotting

[Witchouse 40K]
Hoodie fulla bats
Okay
Pumpkin fulla cash
Okay
Halloween erry day
Forty on my lap, okay
No I neva lack, okay
Cock back, let it bang
...Drako livin
In the bank
Gold gettin
 
Slate soul flippin
Now im peso spinnin
Choppa rippin
Not it gonna make holes in em
Grr, bra
Leave his body on the floor drippin

Lil bish...
Run up on me
Put em in the dust and then I hit'em wita beam
I aint ever leaving evidence up on the scene
Lil witch wita mac made his fingerprints clean
Blech
Shawty wanna fuck me for da fee
I aint really bout it so I pass her to the team
Gimme all the smoke
Smokin up another piece
Gotta chain like the ocean and my wrist hit like the sea
BLEGH

AK3K X JMattson - VINNY & PAULY II (Prod. tuMaggz)

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