vLucifers: (TRA$HER)

Wait okay  
I need the fucking addy stop 
Got the block hot 
Got the heater tucked up in my drawls
If I gotta I will shoot them fucking dirty opps 
I need a fucking breather stop 

Wait okay all these hoes up on my dick 
If I snatch ya hoe then I must’ve hit a lick 
Ima bag ya hoe catching bodies with my stick 
When they hear my voice all them bitches turn and flick 
(Oh my god)
1, 2, 3 motherfucking shots up at yo door 
4 ,5, 6 motherfucking cops that tried but died 
7, 8, 9 motherfucking bodies in the sky 
8, 9, 10 motherfucking blunts it’s time to fly 

————————————————————————-

vCherrysoho: (Killa$umo)

Back up or get smacked up
Lone Ranger it’s a stick up
Craigs list, easy pickins
Nights reach, here’s my come up

This pussy boy don’t like no fights
Welcome to the last suppa 
I’m killa$umo out the graveyard 
 time for picking grubba 

Rollin up the Jane, big fat backwood leave you laced
A ractar with da leather
Rope around my neck
Custom stitch , moth without a wing
I’m gaspin, dyin fo da mula 

Came to screw
Bet on me I’m Denver nuggets 
A champ to my home
A Ring away from choosing death

I may persue it wrongly
And I may assume the worst
So choose yo tree 
Fuck off me, need examining

—————————————————————————

vLucifers: (Lil Comatose)

$moking on 40 motherfucking blunts at once 

I cannot breathe cuz this smoke done fucked my lungs  

Kids don’t do drugs cuz that shit will have you fucked 

Now my head is fucked all them drugs done had me stuck 

Wake up everyday with a panic just my luck 
Heart out my chest feel like ima die I got no trust 
I hit a cart but that shit was laced Im fucking up 
Throwing up buggin out lost my frown I’m trippin over different sounds 

What the fuck am I gonna do 
I got no boof 
Triggered when I’m off no fix 
Might hit a lick 
used to be blitz 
But now I’m trippin off the smell of it 
Luci out this bitch 
vCherry tell ‘em the rest of it 

—————————————————————————

vCherrysoho: (IYamGrote$que)

Fuck you douche
Laced my homie
Make you broke knee
Better or for worse
Let it out and I’ll release a curse

Rounding up these demon heads
We don’t want no fuckin Feds
Uncanny faces when I open lids
Bloody hands from slicing necks

Rust for lunch I YamGrote$que 
Acid on me fuck a meds
Fucked up stomach, ranking techs 


For me to stop this pain
I’m writhing for a method to stop this aching
Hand me katana and slice my head 
After that examine legs

Chop em off, they gross and red
Crocs stay on, cause my feet need rest
Walking to my death, flock behind me 

Render them dead 
Idly rotting 
Waitin fo complete darkness
If you like me come and see
$cum in form, it’s all for free

I no want a casket only pod
Eco friendly after im gone
Maggots, worms, rot, mold are all welcome

Feel my words stun
Feel my vibe stun
Stab your heart 
Pour out the blood
Till it’s all fucking gone

BEFORE AFTER // CAUSE EFFECT

Lyrics:

Keep a .45 on the side while we go for a ride 
You can come and cross me but where the fuck would you hide 
Gave you time after time I just wanna know the truth but now I’m standing in the booth bc every time you lied 
Blow your brains on the roof and don’t even regret it cause you talking shit i don’t care who first said it
Just take all my product, make money and bet it
Then take a few clips, send to Jake, time to edit
I hope that I’m dead by the end of the night 
I keep doing this wrong and I can’t get it right
I keep wasting my time while I’m makin this song 
Why’d that girl leave her thong? 
Get it out of my sight


If I get the chance pull the .9, no click clack 
Bitches all stop, like damn where’d you get that 
Focused on me, you can cut it with the chit chat 
Talking through your teeth make your brain go split splat


Keep a .45 on the side while we go for a ride 
You can come and cross me but where the fuck would you hide 
Gave you time after time I just wanna know the truth but now I’m standing in the booth bc every time you lied 
Blow your brains on the roof and don’t even regret it cause you talking shit i don’t care who first said it
Just take all my product, make money and bet it
Then take a few clips, send to Jake, time to edit
I hope that I’m dead by the end of the night 
I keep doing this wrong and I can’t get it right
I keep wasting my time while I’m makin this song 
Why’d that girl leave her thong? 
Get it out of my sight


If I get the chance pull the .9, no click clack 
Bitches all stop, like damn where’d you get that 
Focused on me, you can cut it with the chit chat 
Talking through your teeth make your brain go split splat


(x2)
Stupid lil bitch I don’t want you, do you get that?
Even when you shoot a .22 it make your wrist snap
Doesn’t matter what you carry, by the .9 get clapped 
Talking bad to me I’ll find your mother get a bitch slapped
Blow her brains on the roof and don’t even regret it cause you talking shit i don’t care who first said it
Your mother is dead and I bet you regret it
You sit in your room wishing you never said it 


If I get the chance pull the .9, no click clack 
Bitches all stop, like damn where’d you get that 
Focused on me, you can cut it with the chit chat 
Talking through your teeth make your brain go split splat

Keep a .45 on the side while we go for a ride 
You can come and cross me but where the fuck would you hide 
Gave you time after time I just wanna know the truth but now I’m standing in the booth bc every time you lied 

Stupid lil bitch I don’t want you, do you get that?
Even when you shoot a .22 it make your wrist snap
Doesn’t matter what you carry, by the .9 get clapped 
Talking bad to me I’ll find your mother get her bitch slapped

Blow your brains on the roof and don’t even regret it cause you talking shit i don’t care who first said it
Just take all my product, make money and bet it
Then take a few clips, send to Jake, time to edit

Where'd You Get That? [prod. Chrisco]

Bitch I got two short blades
Rosè, the way I taste it
Battle axe shifting weight
Don't get your face split
Running back rushing bags
The way I chase it
Coming back everyday
To lay to waste bitch

I don't give a fuck bout none of this shit
Got your homies in a tub with a bag of ice bitch
Run up on him with the gloves
Give his head a nice dent
Photoshop him with the doves
And all the homies I've sent

Shawty ratchet for a band
That's why I don't fuck with groupies
Rather hatching up a plan
To get to hoarding all these rubies
Posting pics up on the gram
And your bitch acting like she knew me
Saying action, she on cam
But she ain't acting for this movie

Slice and dice, I cut and creep
Digging dirt, I put em deep
Now everybody on your street
Got your face up on a tee
Can't be fucking with a G
They call me Mince, how bout a meet?
Yo I been running shit with cleats
Can't get a grip on what I sheathe

Ayo hollow pulling organs like a lasso uh
Throwing bodies in the mote on top my castle uh
All the shit inside my head became a hassle uh
There ain't nothing more to do inside my bastille uh
Think my chains are metaphoric? Bitch I'm shackled uh
Only freedom that I taste is when I'm astral uh
Fuck em, walking out my body, it's a vassal uh
Tripping, burning up this tree, don't wanna pass so uh

Heard they want me dead
So I had to bring it back bitch
Hit em with the razor
Like I'm Kung Lao with the hat trick
My bitch like Mileena
She no eater, she a bad bitch
I just stay in bed
I'm stretching pussy like elastic
Ever since a kid
I been a psycho, bitch I'm mad sick
Creeping out the covers
Smelling like some burning plastic
Hollow only hovers
Move electric, making magnets
Molten core of plunder
Spinning atoms, make a track list

Swerving off the motherfucking ounce bruh (what?)
Eden, default be my garden till the ground bruh (what?)
Fucking burn a bush of chronic, hearing sounds bruh (what?)
Like a fetus, amniotic, drip and drown bruh (what?)
I'll be spitting out these maggots till I'm found bruh (what?)
Got incisions in my brain to hold the crown bruh (what?)
Golden dishes, diamonds rings, it's all around bruh (what?)
Keep the king inside the castle, burn their towns bruh (what?)

EDENDEFAULT (Prod. SKILL SYRUP)

Baby where your mans at?
I go grab him
Baby hit my cashapp
I go stab him
Running up a fat stack
You just capping
Lay him in a grass mat
And start hacking

Bitch I'm gripping on the shotty
Brains and webs all on my Tommy
Black like widows crawling on me
In the dark, I'm taking bounties
Take my head, they wanna mount me
Why the fuck y'all talk around me?
Got a million ways to pop me
But nobody wanna drop me

Bitch I'm feisty like my Papi
Hit like trains, derail around me
Be East Palestine, I'm prolly
Gonna kill myself all sloppy
Really trynna drop a body
In the dark, I'm killing, rotting
Your bitch trynna slip me toppy
Then I'm back to fucking mopping

Slip in the back I'm Slasher Holly
Adding scars is like my hobby
Chopping a bitch up if he copy
Shoot for Cheddar like I'm Bobby
Dragging the carcass to the lobby
When your family stand around me
Dead and I'm talking the pound of my heartbeat
To fearing I've figured out how to stop me uh

I got organs in the back
And I'm peeling off the track bitch
Maggots in my path
When I pull you out your casket
Brush em off and laugh
While your skeleton is cracking
Shift my bones and graft
Changing forms like it's a habit

Bitch I really pack my blades okay
Off a pilly when I pop him to the bass okay
Razor blade around my vein
Make their face go grey
I don't really wanna stay
I don't really wanna stay
Bitch I really pack my blades okay
Off a pilly when I pop him to the bass okay
Razor blade around my vein
Make their face go grey
I don't really wanna stay
I don't really wanna stay
Bitch I really pack my blades okay
Off a pilly when I pop him to the bass okay
Razor blade around my vein
Make their face go grey
I don't really wanna stay
I don't really wanna stay

Sifting through my baggage
Let cadavers sing my passage
Muffled sounds from under plastic
Turn to gargles when I'm manic
I just kill so I don't panic
Soul of black, repair the damage
Solar panel sourcing planets
So my energies replenished uh

Go bump SOURCEOFSTATIC
Drop a toaster from your boat
Watch em wriggle all around me
Till their bodies start to float
Everything feel fucking tragic
Human life a fucking joke
Swear to God when I'm in session
Omnipresence can't behold

Baby where your mans at?
I go grab him
Baby hit my cashapp
I go stab him
Running up a fat stack
You just capping
Lay him in a grass mat
And start hacking

I got vatos like a kingpin
I'm not laughing
If you walking up with 8 men
We not scrapping
I'll just pull up with the A-10
And start blasting
I done seen the deaths of great men
And I was happy

Baby where your mans at?
I go grab him
Baby hit my cashapp
I go stab him
Running up a fat stack
You just capping
Lay him in a grass mat
And start hacking

Baby where your mans at?
Start hacking
Baby where your mans at?
Start hacking
Baby where your mans at?
Start hacking
Running up a fat stack
Start hacking

SKINWALKER (Prod. SKILL SYRUP)

RIP XXX :( WE LOVE YOU X

IG, AND TWITTER : @BLUNTEPHARAOH
TWITTER: @6WORTH6LESS6
TWITTER: @YOUNGPROPHETYUH

YOUNG PROPHET X AK3K X DOWNPOR - BLACKBLADECULT (PROD. SUIJIN)

MUSIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aYcPxalqU4s

@j_mattson
@hell_usa
@liveinochi

Lyrics:
JMattson

Bitch im not leaving no scraps 
Feeding my pack 
Sinking my teeth in the track
Hold up you need to get back 
Lethal attack 
Sayin I need to relax 
Hoe get the fuck out my face 
Fuck up your day 
Murder you up on the stage 
You got some homage to pay
Yo shit is fake
No I could never relate 
Energy depleted I feel weak but I'm still gon be okay 
I hear voices speaking while I'm tryna sleep I'm going insane
Nobody knows what I'm turning into homie you got it false if you heard that we cool if your boy run his mouth imma murder him too I'm about try out my new surgical tools
Run up in the middle of ya safe house blade out bout to leave ya laid out brains out hey now imma run away now if you wanna feature better hit my fuckin PayPal 
Carry me away won't you take me to my grave,
I don't seem ok but I've always been this way,
Every single day getting closer to my fate,
Every single day see some more shit that I hate

Witchouse40k

Double H M Nephilim coinciding we body-ing gods and the next is Poseidon Jmattson the demon with witchouse beside him we rollin up blunts in the spaceship we flying, sabertooth lion, witch of the mist never dying, alla the legends are lyin, acid I’m crying tears on my chain purifying guiding the night like Orion crooked man walk in them knocking boots in the coffin a witch a noose and an option burn my body as a precaution cook concoctions and toxins caution your conscience exhausted silhouette shadows be talking soul robbin electroshockin 
pull up quick and I slit your wrist fuck a bitch then I call it quits shadow witch I come from the mist window tint on the whip like spit empty clip fulla souls I ripped stomach kick make you feel so sick and the poison hits and I go rage quit triple six engraved on my fist
Put a mother fucka in a cauldron, angel but I’m fallen, rollin up pollen yeah
Crawling our my coffin uncommon, goblin my wallet legs half rotten, fuck you butch keep my clothes I don’t want em, already got a new shawty like uh, all of your followers know you bought em, Tartarus morn made it from the bottom

LEAVING NO SCRAPS Ft. Witchouse 40k (Prod. inochi) *VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION*

HEXE MARIE (Prod. SPLITMIND$)

ALL SOCIAL MEDIA: @BLUNTEDPHARAOH

TAPE DROPPING 6/27/19

verse 1:
all of you niggas are lame 
why do they speak on my name 
all of y’all  moving the same 
i cut the head off a snake 
i think they wanna be me yuuh
da fuck do you mean 
nobody fucking with me 
i think i’m better deceased
bitch i’m a beast 
who let me off of the leash 
who am i destined to be

i'll prolly die before i’m 23
i don’t know what’s fucking up with me 
but i keep fucking with the fuckery 
a heart a gold and some devil wings 
drives me crazy i can never sleep 
somethings always tryna get at me 
i fucking hate that i can never sleep 
everybody fucking let me be 

hook:
you wanna see me for the time 
i don’t wanna take it slow 
i can’t speak what on my mind 
baby please don’t hit my phone 
you can’t look me in my eyes 
everything i see is cloned 
everybody switching sides
think i’m better on my own  x2

verse 2:
the devil is living in me and in you
fuck everybody 
i’m speaking the truth 
what do you do when i bust in the room
and i unload the clip 
get the broom and the mop 
AK flow bouta wet up the block 
white chalk 
where would the bodies would rot 
bet my niggas toting beams on the glock 
pop pop and the body gon drop

the end of the world as we know it 
and bitch you will find me up leading the charge 
 i’m up in the stars 
think i see something on mars 
now everything’s feeling bizarre x2

hook:
you wanna see me for the time 
i don’t wanna take it slow 
i can’t speak what on my mind 
baby please don’t hit my phone 
you can’t look me in my eyes 
everything i see is cloned 
everybody switching sides
think i’m better on my own  x2

DEVIL WINGS (PROD. PENACHO)

here's a mega rare banger we made in 2018 but didn't drop <3

@hell_usa
@john-revolting

FUCK A NOOSE w/ Witchouse 40k (Prod. John REVOLTa) [2018]

99ZED X SALIVA GREY- EAST COAST TRASH (PROD. AK-47 $HAWTY)

"31" is an ep inspired primarily inspired around Rob Zombies lead character "DoomHead" in his film 31

Poor Little Me

DEVOID KING 419 HKK
lilhollow666@gmail.com

EDENDEFAULT (Prod. SKILL SYRUP)

KillhOllOw (@killhollow)

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