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Numb (feat. nocloud)

PRODUCED BY FALLEN
ENGINEERED/MIXED/MASTERED BY @33MARROW

JMattson:
Bitch I been living life like I just do not give a shit 
It’s hard to give a mothafuck even a little bit 
With the militia mothafucker we the syndicate
Been making money moves I manifest we militants been killin shit 
I’m back in the mix like fuck it
Snap on a bitch like fuck it
Back of the whip wit a wrap and a fifth and I crash and I dip like nothin ya
These mothafuckers need to figure out that ion fuck around we getting bigger now there ain’t too many I can fuck with now a pessimist 
HHM is what I’m reppin bitch you stupid motherfuckers need to know just who you messin with beretta clip 
Fuck a goon bitch I got specialists they poppin up outside ya crib when you be least expecting it 
I’m venemous 
I got blades and I got elegance 
Leave ya in the basement with the heads that I been severin developing
Lotta anger and adrenaline 
Call yourself a king you just a bitch and you irrelevant

AK3K:
get back mothafucka 
i’m running up with the cutta 
my flow is smoother than butta 
i’ll leave em dead in the gutta
yeah i’m strapped muhfucka 
wont leave em time to rebuttal
i’m smacking em with a shovel  
a pond to a little puddle 
i just want the fucking bands 
i don’t think they understand 
now i got the fucking world 
sitting on my fucking hand 
bitch i roll with the militia 
why you thinking you the man 
when you really wanna be us 
it was never in the plan 
yeah i gotta foreign bitch 
talk dirty to me in french
she rubbing up on my pants 
then letting me fuck her face 
she told me to keep the pace 
i love when she say my name 
arise and i break the chains 
who talking down on my name 
i’m the psycho mothafucka 
throw their in the body in the trunk 
ive been a fucking one of one 
who’s throwing down with anyone 
i feel better when i’m rolling, well just of the fucking drugs 
and i don’t let nobody close 
there ain’t a soul that i can trust 

MVKO:
Thinking you compare to us you look more like a dumb bitch,
Pussies shit their pants as soon as I show them the drum clip,
I'm a fucking beast Im killin everything i touch bitch,
Hold myself nice on my 2 feet I don't need a crutch bitch, 
got a Fatal smile,
Got my whole neck wrapped in razor wire,
Bullets hit your door it shatter windows we got graceful style,
Fuck a hoe make a wife a widow burn you in the fire,
Ima skrrt off in the foreign with this money I acquired, 
Why you testing me,
You can flex all you want still aint impressing me,
Aint upsetting me,
I'm gonna go hard till i got the pigs arresting me, 
Quit pressing me,
Bitch you know that HHM the recipe, 
10 miles from the shore,
Won't stop rocking the boat,
Tie you to the fuckin anchor and watch you sink to the floor, 
Bitch im higher then everest,
Spit my shit like a reverend,
Till I hang up my letterman,
Take your head and I sever it,

6th$ithLord:
Glock on my dick 
So I walk wit a limp 
Only fuckin wit a bitch 
If she sucking off rip 
Got no love for a thotty
Just this nut on her lip 
Ima disrespectful mf 
Talk all my shit 
Got this pistol on my hip 
You know I walk with it 
Keep on running lip 
Make sure yo jaw splitting 
Got this evil on my mind 
I’m feeling toxic with it 
With the milita bitch 
We tearing down your city 

Tha Dark $aiyan:
These mf hate on us because they see we leveled up
BITCH I SAID WE GET THA BREAD 
& I SAID WE WONT LET IT UP
PUSSY ASS NIGGAS WAN TALK THAT SHIT
TIL II REALLY PULL UP AT HIS HOUSE 
NEVER GET THIS SHIT CONFUSED 
YA KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IM BOUT
I got niggas on the west coast 
I got nigggas in the south 
People always acting hard 
But they just really run they mouth 
BITCH ASS NIGGA I GO DUMB 
SHE SAY IM HOT LIKE THE SUN
^ Ain’t GOT A BITCH. BUT I GOT SOME 
I GOT THA VISION YEA  I AM THE ONE

FATAL SMILE (Ft. AK3K, MVKO, 6th$ithLord & Tha Dark $aiyan) [Prod. FALLEN]

THE LONG AWAITED TRANSCRIPTS: 

Whorelando bloom 
fly from the womb 
Puff on the boof as he Light up the room 
He gonna zoom 
straight to the moon 
All of his bitches are coming too soon 
Whorelando bloom 
fly from the womb 
Puff on the boof as he Light up the room 
He gonna zoom 
straight to the moon 
All of his bitches are coming too soon 

Imona’ triple the six till they bury my bones 
Give it a bit of a woo 
when you speak on the phone 
Like imona’ give a fuck about mother fucker
When they talkin shit up on my song 

DONT CARE

I’m living my own damn fuckin’ life bitch 
Why do you think I would dignify your fuckin’ relevance? 

I’m living my own damn fuckin’ life bitch 
Why do you think I would dignify your fuckin’ relevance? 

Hit with a bitta’ tha’ flick of the wrist daily
1,000 bitches that don’t wanna pay me
If you got the paper then pay me
Lately I been Tryna’ live life less baitly 
Wavy baby I’m a soldier paving
My emotions wrapped up in the basement 
Monster if you think that you can save me 
Dick up in my hand it’s quite amazing
Why would I want to fuck with any clique if it ain’t me?
Better left dead to the sea
I got homies inner circle, never blow me
Goth bitch keep my bed warm when I’m lonely

When I’m dead 
Bury me whole 
When I’m dead
Bury me whole 
When I’m dead 
Bury me whole 
When I’m dead
Bury me whole 

Whorelando bloom 
fly from the womb 
Puff on the boof as he Light up the room 
He gonna zoom 
straight to the moon 
All of his bitches are coming too soon 

Whorelando bloom 
fly from the womb 
Puff on the boof as he Light up the room 
He gonna zoom 
straight to the moon 
All of his bitches are coming too soon 

Popped out my grave what is this Fame 
woke up with all of my ice it's insane I feel strange
Coming and creeping Im a zombie in the streets limping through 
Talking shit to your whole fuckin circle what it do

Pulled up to yo bitches house in a noose 
she said your that one zombie all over the news 
I just stood there all purple and covered in ooze 
She just looked at my eyes there's no life I refuse 

Give me that brain
I'm insane
Mothafuckas think I'm playing not today 
I don't really feel the pain it goes away 
I just really wanna sleep put me back in my grave 

Give me that brain
I'm insane
Mothafuckas think I'm playing not today 
I don't really feel the pain it goes away 
I just really wanna sleep put me back in my grave 

Yeah
Sipping a couple cups in the cut I cut up and dip bitch I'ma keep it a stack and stack up my bread and count it alone 
Sick of the no good suckers who sucking dick just to get close to my money bitch you bugging I’m fucking it up for sure 
Send a couple thousand to my PayPal for the flow bitch 
Soon as I get the digit I dip out in the cold 
Bats is out here flying with crows 
Who’d of known I’m more than just a mortal my energy is unknown 

I’m whorelando blooming 
Fucking with no rubber imma dirty motherfucker hitting the game I’m finna go stupid 
Sitting under the covers I think another rapper trynasuck out my loose ends HUH
I got the blood on my tooth-pick
Pop out the cut ima nuisance 
I drop the blood on my brand new blood 
Awh mane I been dying just to use it

Whorelando bloom 
fly from the womb 
Puff on the boof as he Light up the room 
He gonna zoom 
Straight to the moon 
All of his bitches are coming too soon 

Whorelando bloom 
fly from the womb 
Puff on the boof as he Light up the room 
He gonna zoom 
Straight to the moon 
All of his bitches are coming too soon 

Whorelando bloom 
fly from the womb 
Puff on the boof as he Light up the room 
He gonna zoom 
Straight to the moon 
All of his bitches are coming too soon 

Whorelando bloom 
fly from the womb 
Puff on the boof as he Light up the room 
He gonna zoom 
Straight to the moon 
All of his bitches are coming too soon

Whorelando Bloom Ft. Dnastymane & 97bats (Prod. BooBooMane, Beat Prod. Atish Beats)

Comin Out My Cage

Cover art by: https://www.instagram.com/danzaro.jpg

DRIPPING RED

Guilty As Charged

VACUUM (PROD. NXM1NAL)

GRAVEWORLD.TV/LIVE

w/ @istasha & @witchouse40k

mixed/mastered by @33marrow

produced by @istasha

TWENTYTHREE x ISTASHA x WITCHOUSE 40K - GRAVEWORLD.TV/LIVE

A Perfect & Immortal Machine (Prod. Eraze)

LEFT FOR DEAD (prod. Aragoth x ³³marrow)
Mixed and mastered by ³³marrow
Guitars by MOSSBACK
HAUNTED HOUSE

Lyrics:
Rain down the thunder, I banish Andromeda
Chalk on your body, get stomped in your grave
Bulletshell crest, I’m in love with the darkness
Incision the wicked I cut out your fangs
ROOF
Omen the body, it follows me
I got nobody, alone wit it, bitch I eclipse
Gravity follow me, comets are falling to earth when I walk out the darkest abyss
Blood on the road
Bury my the foes
I eat the marrow right outta your bones
I walk alone with a skeleton cold
Skin looking tattered, gon rip when it’s old
I wanna rot in my coffin, I’m coughing up vomit, I’m broken, the body decays
Lord of the fallen, I call on the wretched, it bubbling up like the blood in your veins

Shhh, Shhh
Lights out, but I say nun
Lifestyle keeps the veins running
And my knife down, keep the blade rugged
Aye, what
Bite down, keep the K comin
Gimme symptom, Imma take some
And that’s a big line, but I ain’t duck it
Yeah bitch, I leave em buggin
Lace your body up and cut it
Bleed the fallen, imma run it
Ive been hunting for abundance
I'm dungeon, I came out the dirt like it’s muhfuckin nothin
Yeah
Glock four five with the iced out shells
Aight muhfucka, imma kill myself
Hop out the coffin, I’m confident concious is falling to sediment, worms are compelled

Cuts on my body, I came out the dark alone, the ghosts in my coffin now
Skin fallen of of the surface of all the bones, I’m broken and lost without
I wanna rot alone, Im talkin slow, I can’t see what’s all around
Ive got a heart of stone, I’m on my own, Ive alway been falling down
I’m the grave man walking, feel decay on my bones
I sit in pain, liquor calling me, my veins overflow
Oh ohhh
Rain on my body, I dun came out the cold
So baby stay away, you cannot save me alone
Oh ohhh
I’m the grave man walking, feel decay on my bones
I sit in pain, liquor calling me, my veins overflow
Oh ohhh
Rain on my body, I dun came out the cold
So baby stay away, you cannot save me alone
Oh ohhh

LEFT FOR DEAD (prod. Aragoth x ³³marrow)

Collab with @cardeairelatrelle

prod. @michaellinkbeats & @nimbus2k

Mixed by Lord Gasp

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LYRICS

sorry
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
got a big girth with some lame traumas
i just got a urge to release torment
needing a way to relieve what has laid dormant
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
fucked since birth’s why i bleed pharma 
all black gat with some black garments
there ain’t no way to relieve, i’m the same varmint

no serotonin i need me a new dose
loosin the shimmer in me and my grip colder 
still bringin heat like im rocking a new coat
ima eat shitty rappers till im in a food coma

They all wanna be like me
Till you dealing with the shit i see
Lemme put you on a plain white tee
Paint a picture with the pain i bleed


bern these mothafucka like sanders (bernie)
bury all these bodies in sand
Bury all these 
i just got a bag like santa 
i just bag like

i just feel like throwing another tantrum
i just feel like ripping your head off
i just feel like 
i just spent a band out random
point me where the 45 at , uh bitch im bout to act

Bout to pull a Jim carey when I act up 
Stolen black truck, catching bodies like a bad cop
Make a opp walk sideways like a crab does
Better catch up bitch I only came for the money fill the bags up

They all wanna be like me
Till you dealing with the shit i see
Lemme put you on a plain white t
Paint a picture with the pain i bleed

Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
got a big girth with some lame traumas
i just got a urge to release torment
needing a way to relieve what has laid dormant
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
fucked since birth’s why i bleed pharma 
all black gat with some black garments
there ain’t no way to relieve

[Sect unit verse]
running away from the pain and the anguish
get the fuck back, I don’t think I can trust you
Because I don’t know what your aim is
Fake motherfuckers be acting like friends
But i can see they on some lame shit
ima go hop in the whip and just take off
Speeding off while I lane switch, you is a bitch
I keep my hand on the swivel cuz all you niggas superficial
You was the monkey in the middle
You flexing all that fucking money while i’m getting triple
Why you only make a little 
If you try running up on me i’m not being civil
I know that you brittle
Break you down to the ground, I don’t gotta stick around
I walk away while I whistle

[Lord Gasp]

Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
got a big girth with some lame traumas
i just got a urge to release torment
needing a way to relieve what has laid dormant
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
fucked since birth’s why i bleed pharma 
all black gat with some black garments
there ain’t no way to relieve, i’m the same varmint

Hearse (with Sect Unit)

HALLOWEEN GRAVEDIGGER

Conjuring Of Joseph Wolf

Follow me on IG/Twitter - @ PaganBastard
Lyrics - https://genius.com/Crook-witcher-lyrics
YouTube Stream: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xldXMILG8Xo

Corpse Aesthetic

Witcher

Come Over When You're Sober

save that shit (prod. smokeasac x iivi)

Feat. @billsaberdotcom
Prod. BLEACH KIDD
Mixed - @okayrusty

:: LYRICS ::

Delusions are rollin around in my head
Tellin me that I’d rather be better off dead
So it’s off with my head cuz I’m done takin meds 
This whole life that I’ve lived I did it with no ends

A-LOW Bill $aber we come with the flavor 
Headlines in the news and front page of your papers
The only true saviors still left in the game 
It’s a race to top and we came in first place 

Woke up 
And I’m still fucked up 
Yeah I made a lot of money but i blew it all at once 
Yeah now I’m back on my grind 
What a time to be alive 
Nah wait I’m just kidding 
What a perfect time to die 

(Aye) I go crazy over here so don’t you bring it over here
I kill this shit to no avail 
I fix my brain my soul repair 
With these vixes on my tail 
I got they brains shiftin 
I aim different 
I grind I meet the world 
But I ain’t lane switchin I think different 
I tame bitches 
The same bitches ask if I could meet her 
I got me some bape and apes 
I got a two seater 
That’s your baby momma, n**
That’s my mamacita
She dream about me all the time and I can’t even see her 
All this time I flex (yuh) 
Bitch they know who next (yuh)
Flippin that money I’m flippin that money
Barry Bonds duplex 
Double Nike two checks 
You do a lot go do less 
I smoke a lot I’m too stressed 
In my O I do my best

Why she gotta look at my wrist like that 
How you think I know she take the dick like that 
Playin with her heart I gave that shit right back 
Gave that shit right back 
No hearts for the wicked 
Watch me flee 

From the scene 
So obscene 
She came home with me 
No apologies 
For the weak
You ain’t friends with me 
I’m tryna help myself and redirect my mental health 
Inside of a direction where I can find happiness and wealth 
Tryna help a tragedy 
That tragedy seems to be me slowly hoping that everything will go back to how it used to be 
I’m not gonna lie I’m scared to death to see what happens next 
Late on my rent
Got bills stacked up 
But still ain’t got no fucking checks 

Yeah my future still looking blank 
No more money inside the bank 
Put my hands over my face and sit alone inside the rain 
Can you feel my pain 
Cold blood running in my veins 
If this depression never ends I think I might lose my brain.

I'm GoD (ft. Bill $aber) [Music Visual in Description]

@hell_usa
Engineered/Mixed/Mastered by @tumaggz

JMattson:
Backwood gutz on the island in the kitchen you about to blow my high so mothafucka quit your bitchin 

Back on up bitch I’m violent in the pit and I don’t really give a shit I swing at anything in vision imma get em 

Gotta stay persistent listen you are not in no type of position 
to tell me to gentrify the lyrics that I’m spitting I don’t need opinions I don’t need to fit in

I just a need a mothafuckin spliff

Big dope why you smoke mid?

You know I’m a fiend the green like a crackhead tryna find a mofucking fix suck a mofuckin dick if you hate me don’t mistake me for them other motherfuckers in this lame scene @goth_yung ass @animepapi motherfuckers hitting up these bitches knowing that they under 18

You fucked up 

Double h m walk in and get it lit we bring the ruckus 

All of my brothas with the fuckin shit no one can touch us 

Puffin extendo blunts don’t give no fucks I got my bucks up 


Witchouse 40k:

Lemme pull up on yo block, for da damn fade tho

I might pull up to yo block, wita damn drako 

40 diamonds on my neck, Now I got the pesos

Grippin on the bayonet, till the fuckin blade gone

Shorty suckin suckin on my cock like a damn vape

If he talkin down on me, kill em off like django 

When these rappers fall asleep, then Imma take they chain

I’m a turn another function to fuckin face off

I might pullup wita blade strap

I might pull up w the chains, and my nails black

Got me smellin loud from da ounce in my backpack, double ziplocd, but the 12 on my mindset

And my mindset, I don’t wanna talk about it

Motherfuckers all up on my dick, I keep a glock around it

Holding all my pain up in my coffin, wita lock around it

Find me all alone I got a body with some chalk around it

Leave yo gang up, hanged up, from a tree trunk

Got em blades tucked, face cuts, stinging from da rust

Never change up, bitch I’m from the mother fukin dust

Got my pay up, now I never struggle for the bucks

Backwood Gutz Ft. Witchouse 40k (Prod. yung star rod)

MVKO

Were born to die just face it,
Its mvko live from yo basement,
Livin life for that payment,
So much time that we've wasted, 

Inhaling poison in your lungs,
Midnight when the reaper comes, 
Society obsessed with guns and drugs,
Mothers buryin their sons,

I guess that's the life that we live now,
Everyone expects a handout,
Were all on a sinking ship now,
Bullet in the brain to get out,

Creepin in the darkness see me light my cigarette, 
Standing in the moonlight see the backdrop of my silhouette,
I'm comin for yuh,

Bloody fucking feet I got walking the path of enlightenment,
All these so called homies claim they real but then they lie to me,
The reaper pace outside my door invite him in to lie with me,
I'm gon be who I wanna be at the cost yall despising me,

Fuck these mother fuckers that are in this scene thinking you the shit but bitch you're nothing,
Saying you got guns and drugs when you ain't got shit bitch we know you're fuckin bluffing,
I ain't gon feel bad watching you crash and burn I'll be in the background watchin,
I've grinded for everything I got you wanna learn you better watch fuckboy lemme tell you somethin

Let go
Of everything you hold close,
Itll all be gone one day so let go, let go,

Let go
Of everything you hold close,
Itll all be gone one day so let go, let go,

Let go
Of everything you hold close,
Itll all be gone one day so let go, let go,

Let go
Of everything you hold close,
Itll all be gone one day so let go, let go,

777 (prod. PENTA)

ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴋ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜱʜᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴏᴜʟ
ᴅᴏɴᴛ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴋꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴜꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴛᴀɴᴛ ᴜᴘʟᴏᴀᴅꜱ

ɢʜᴏꜱᴛᴇᴍᴀɴᴇ - ᴛᴏ ᴡʜᴏᴍ ɪᴛ ᴍᴀʏ ᴄᴏɴᴄᴇʀɴ

[Featuring @sinizteroffical]
[Produced. by @Silencyde]

LYRIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FBwoyFd9CjQ

ART: https://www.instagram.com/damnspark/
VIDEO: https://www.eardysprod.com/

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