prod sloth + aragoth.die
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die

Lyrics

PROPHET:
I crawled out of hell
So I can resurrect
Gripping on yo throat 
And imma break that neck 
Stabbing up yo body 
And cut off yo head 
Carcass started rotting 
I can smell the stench 
I hate everybody
And I want revenge 
Demon out the darkness 
Feel malevolence 
762’s ripping through
a pussies vest
Imma leave a hole 
inside yo fucking chest 

Leave yo body wet up
You get fucking drenched 
Imma a fucking pro 
I’ll leave no evidence 
Im the anti christ 
I wasn’t heaven sent 
Inverted crucifix 
marking on my skin 
Mobbing with the goons 
we were born to sin 
I hate the government 
And this president 
No one’s listening 
To our suffering 
They don’t give a shit 
About the residents 
Ay ay!

ATRXX:
Face off, running ‚till it hits no stutter 
Blood drips off my fucking hand, don’t cover 
Tick tick tick on your wrist my lover 
No ex, no next, no sex, no rubber

Hate hate hate they changed, can’t keep my hands off your face 
Pain pain pain pain pain, I wanna drown in your waist

Ten feet down make her whisper lies 
Fucked her dead wanna rip her thighs
Fine fine fine voices I cannot keep all those things to myself don’t cry

PROPHET X ATRXX - _MALEVOLANT_FINAL.WAV

written & performed by fxckjamie & vvs
produced by ezrah & akvri
engineered by fxckjamie & creek
cover art by fxckjamie


(Lyrics)

[FXCKJAMiE]

Down another bottle to the face
I’ll never cut off 
My brain is my own enemy and 
I’m about to shut off
The whole entire system of my body, wanna fuck off
But if I fail at first then I’ll just 
go grab my sawed off

I ain’t got time for you 
I got my demons here
I’m tryna get em away
and make another year
I got a dead beat god
I swear he never hears
A damn word I say, he left me bleak and drear

Always torturing my mind
Probably dead, don’t feel alive
Im controlled by parasites 
Been through this a thousand times
Knew the cost and paid the price 
Feel like I’mma end my life
Said I wouldn’t but I might

Oh no 
I’m lying on the floor
All I wanna talk is payment
why you the fuck they act sofamous x2


[VVS]

Head banging
Chain swanging
Fuck it, got my chrome singing
If I talk my shit make sure you turn your fucking speakers up
Head banging
Chain swanging
Fuck it, got my chrome singing
If I die today, I swear to god you wouldn't cry for me
Or try for me
(bitch I been in the dirt)
Six feet deep, don't mind me creeping
all black hearse got mom still weeping
Tryna kick these habits but the voices getting to me.
They talking like they friends but I treat them like they enemies.
Drop it
Flip it
Run it back
Drop it, while fumble that
If I wanna stay alive I keep that chrome blade attached. 
Feening for the kid cause I got it figured out, if I spot em, just weep em. 
I can always air it out.
I just pull up and I drop it, I can always map it out.
Laying on the floor dead, fuck it paint the walls red

LIMBO (FEAT. VVS) [PROD. EZRAH & AKVRI]

NEW SINGLE // OUR FIRST EVER COLLAB:
HOAX (USA) UMMO (SPAIN) SICK MORTEM (RUSSIA)

HOAX X SAGAN UMMO - CURB STOMPERS! / PROD: SICK MORTEM

prod aragoth
Mixed by aragoth 
Cover art: @seirasmadagain

Lyrics:
I see through the fakes 
I’ve seen my mistakes 
Put trust in these snakes 
Now life is at stake 
I guess that’s my fate 
Feel nothing but hate 
Now fuck out my way 
& fuck out my face x2

Rip your heart out and put it on a plate  
grabbing a blade and the skin I filet 
Hit that mutha fucka up where he stays 
Upping the Glock then aim in and spray 
think it’s about time that you better pray 
begging to god but you will not be saved 
life is a lie and now you are betrayed 
Im the demon that takes you to the grave 

his souls in the sky i made him levitate
Sent his soul right up to the heavens gate
Blade in his brain & the knife penetrates 
For the afterlife I’m collecting slaves 
You can hate me but I won’t ever change 
Fuck the whole world they all drive me insane 
Now I feel hatred for all of this pain 
Catch an opp lacking turn him to a stain 

All I feel is fucking rage 
Imma demon you can’t tame 
Spilling blood is what I crave 
Kill them all I decimate 
Terminate the human race 
Prophet is a fucking plague
Feel more empty every day 
Wanna die and I can’t wait 

I see through the fakes 
I’ve seen my mistakes 
Put trust in these snakes 
Now life is at stake 
I guess that’s my fate 
Feel nothing but hate 
Now fuck out my way 
& fuck out my face x2

ANTISOCIAL

MOBBS RADICAL — SOUTHSIDEVILLAIN(PROD. JON LOC)

prod. by shape, zaki ali & 4ria

lyrics
Best case scenario, I make this beat a burial of all of my worries 
Words I could repeat through the stereo 
To seize and ease the heavy blows that grief conceived and left me cold 
Too deep to beat, I’ll never hold the key to free my mental woes beneath 
Working up a thirst to purge my past or I could eat
All the words I vowed to vouch 
When down and out, I’ll feast  
Begin counting down up until I can’t even speak 
Cyclical vices invite my psyche to release
My premonitions like a psychic  
I’m the type to merely seek my vengeance while treading lightly on every beat 
If you don’t like me, fucking leave 
And if you hype me, I agree I’m more than likely to appease 
And more exciting when I bleed and sweat 
My flesh invites the stream ‘till death 
I’m shedding all my needs, no less 
Levitating, be my guest 
Hear the beats that I eat digest
in my stomach ‘till I’ve sunken to a new low
These grudges have made me too cold 
All my good and bad traits 
Bitch, I use both and often climb
Dark, deprived and I’m entwined 
Beyond the fact, my hearts inclined to pass this path as black as night 
So it’s a fact that you’d get lost behind 
Johnny cash couldn’t even walk these lines
Most you rhymers are pseudo poets, can’t stop my shine 
Dropping rhymes?
No, I’m dropping bombs like I’m Oppenheim
The optics lie upon the eyes  
My conscience is my hearts accomplice, so the combination fuels me till I’m optimized 

Why do I get the feeling?
Times been revealing all your lies like a theory verified 
I’ve been feeling so deprived 
My life has been filled with too many goodbyes 
Dealing with a mind that never healed, I will decline (x2)

I will decline 
Feeling so high 
Bitch, I’m feeling so high (x4)

(SIN)ICAL SICKO

BurnForEternity (prod. Aragoth x EstheticGloom)

(Gash, stop cutting…)

Bitch I got this shit on lock
Still got family smoking rocks
I put rappers in a box
I’m sending nails in through the top
Hoes be hoping Holly drop
Like they wanna clone my cock
Stitching dildos into rot
Trynna ride the wave I caught

They go fa la la la la
As I run em through the saw
Bitch I only break the law
Breaking blunts and breaking jaws
Hope they plotting on my fall
Boy it’s fuck em all, we ball
Off a tab I’m 8 feet tall
Hieroglyphics on my walls

Bitch I grew up with them robbers
No knocking when we came
Hoe I’ll pull up to your mamas
And light that bitch aflame
Raised by snakes I’m like a mamba
There’s venom in my fangs
Drip untamed, blow my brains
Straining chunks into the drain

Bitch I got this shit on lock
Still got family smoking rocks
I put rappers in a box
I’m sending nails in through the top
Hoes be hoping Holly drop
Like they wanna clone my cock
Stitching dildos into rot
Trynna ride the wave I caught

They go fa la la la la
As I run em through the saw
Bitch I only break the law
Breaking blunts and breaking jaws
Hope they plotting on my fall
Boy it’s fuck em all, we ball
Off a tab I’m 8 feet tall
Hieroglyphics on my walls

Y’all don’t get no money
So I know you boys just hating
Till I line they asses up
Wetting shirts up on the pavement
Bitch I fly to your hood
Just to have a damn vacation
Trynna act all fucking hard
Aye lil g I’m really Satan

Pull out their organs and put em on hooks
Wearing my skin, they ain’t stealing my looks
I give nothing to no one, I sit here with kush
Holly burning apartments, got souls that I took
I was raised by a felon, I’ll end up a crook
Hope my pops feeling proud when he see me get booked
I been talking bout shows, not a shiv leave em shook
On a slab, in a lab, on their back, getting cooked

Bitch I send em to the garden, I ain’t ever talking Eden
Got a sawed off in my trunk and ima leave em all in pieces
Holly throw em in the dirt and they get covered up with feces
My disorder, y’all have seen it, got me sorting out a meaning
For my mental when I’m fiending, as a kid I took a beating
Now I’m older with a beam and I would rather keep it steaming
Got a team and I ain’t leading, I can’t keep out all the demons
In my brain I hear the screaming, trynna write out what I’m dreaming

Bitch I got this shit on lock
Still got family smoking rocks
I put rappers in a box
I’m sending nails in through the top
Hoes be hoping Holly drop
Like they wanna clone my cock
Stitching dildos into rot
Trynna ride the wave I caught

They go fa la la la la
As I run em through the saw
Bitch I only break the law
Breaking blunts and breaking jaws
Hope they plotting on my fall
Boy it’s fuck em all, we ball
Off a tab I’m 8 feet tall
Hieroglyphics on my walls

ROCKS (Prod. GA$H A$HEN)

THESIS ON DECEASING (prod.xravial)

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