lyrics: 

i got a bad lil biddy
hit her dance, shake that ass in the back drop
grippin with a plan, i be laughing when the mac pop
feelin like the man, huh?
where the stash spot?
run into the gang, leave you prayin when that ass drop
blade drain veins, got a target on you
i bang janes, AKs and a rocket or two
i be chillin in the back, 8 racks for the strap
name tag X'd out, i ain't arguing dude

i ain't rocking with the bean or the lean, too
nigga get it poppin with the beam, i am evil
niggas hella gaudy in the scene, they be see through
pussy not a problem, got the keys like i'm riku

damn
ay, where the party?
ay
ay, let's get it started
ay
heard that pussy nigga want a fuckin problem
eat his damn face, pussy nigga, i am starving

12 men dead, spun the block on my skateboard
12 came in, saw the blood on my baseboards
5.56 or the glock with the razor
i can't pick, outta stock i got 8 more
lil rezzy got a bone to pick
i'm on the road to rich
they try to clone the shit, huh
and if he rippin like a vulture, shit
i'm not opposed to clips
and I will fold your shit up

out on all platforms

heat signature (prod. stvrfire)

w the homie https://soundcloud.com/sinizterofficial

REAPER W/ SINIZTER (PROD. MODEST0 X LUNA)

WH!PLASH (feat. Lurk) prod.fallen

Production, mixing and mastering by Gullyspit

Verse 1:
looking at my hands stretched out
what’s a preacher with a 45
talking out the side where the neck meets the bow tie 
where the flesh connects between both eyes
they won’t even sweat till we show em where the rope ties
you can get beat to death
burnt out the middle like a cigarette
watch the heat map form from the infrared
got newspeak’s clinging to rest 
got new feet bringing old bones inside to get dressed
no time better than past to get pressed
no fight in em let the rest forget
flood bringing mud but it stuck to porch steps
her hand covered up with blisters 
itch in the throat need to pitch the liquor 
images birthed in 
the skin infested
crave the silence when the pump arrested

Hook:
mama said it was always muddy 
and I better not track no shit
mama said I was always funny
but I speak with too much spit

Bridge:
i feel like a scarecrow
i know they all hate me 
no debate that I’m an asshole
bodies in the castle 
hanging right below the ramparts
i feel like a surgeon
now you spare parts

breakdown:
4 blank walls make em act corrected
4 inch tall need the aim perfected
counting minutes when the year is rented
countless visions of a body burned up
organs churned up 
rivers longs gone 
swerve the pot hole but hit the pilon
smell the fumes off the melted nylon 
fuck the pay stub
office Saigon 

Hook x2

Ugly44

from up on silent hill ༼ つ ╹ ╹ ༽つ w/ witchouse 40k (prod. tyler creed, polearm, 33marrow)

Obliteration


w/ https://open.spotify.com/artist/17qcgleNjGWZoAqUM0MQHs?si=qRV3S4sRRRuHAVzgvPKgVA

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Matrix Malware

Produced by Gullyspit
Cover art by Gullyspit


Lyrics:
Is he a Man or a Monster?

Verse 1:
Why you creeping? Where you going? What you looking for?
I can help you, come inside now let me shut the door
Take a seat , can I get you something to eat ?
I can tell that you been craving looking grayer than the street
Grit ya teeth, Huh
Take a breath I know your ready  
Hands are heavy but your finger tips are empty 
Brought you back out of that coffin got you stuck to me like flies
I just a need a second nothing precious about your time 
Crooked smiles , missing teeth , with the wicked grins 
Missing needles, broken vials, and them sticking pins 
Sewing back up what was taken from your skin
Daggers in your smile 
Use soap before you rinse 
Washing off the stains, see your viens, get a glimpse
Nearer blood the bloodier it gets 
Remember every face paranoia in the flesh
Nothing worse than those empty little threats

Hook:
We the wretched
The seeds on the concrete
Mold in apartments and blood on the white sheets
We the dreaded 
That turn down the wrong street
Fear in your stomach 
Violent we might be 
Violence is likely 
Waiting for the ready set
Shredding like I’m bucket head
Shadow like a silhouette
No escaping from his vision like it’s infrared 
He ain’t get the message so we snuffed em like a cigarette 

Verse 2:
Broken heels, bloody soles, running nose
Leaving places that nobody ever goes 
Except for piggies and the crows
Masterpiece complete done by numbers in row
I got leaches for your poison 
I got poison for your woes 
Death here in abundance I got violence for the show
Kick yo shoes off at the door and kick your habits out tomorrow 
Nothing but your time and your time is only borrowed

Bridge:
Its only Borrowed x2
Nearer Blood The Bloodier it gets x4

Hook x2:
We the wretched
The seeds on the concrete
Mold in apartments and blood on the white sheets
We the dreaded 
That turn down the wrong street
Fear in your stomach 
Violent we might be 
Violence is likely 
Waiting for the ready set
Shredding like I’m bucket head
Shadow like a silhouette
No escaping from his vision like it’s infrared 
He ain’t get the message so we snuffed em like a cigarette

Outro:
Take more drugs

Crooked Little Veins

amv: [https://youtu.be/TuG-IBkj_iU]

lyrics: 
Ok, hop out my way
Watch out, I'm not down to play
I pop the glock at your face
Brought out the wraith
Pop out with blood on my blade
Laugh as I watch y'all decay
I got the K, .45, with a glock 9 semi
Gotta spray, hot iron
Got a goth thot with me
Let it rain, shots fired, not a shot gon hit me
Got a opp block spinning like a top
Rot with me, nigga

Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed
Lever gun em down, I do not want peace
Sin City how I do em dirty
Got a glick with me, I could use a 30
Let my switch hit him, watch it shoot like Curry
Lil bitch

I got a bad bitch, she tryna rendezvous
I gotta blast, ray beam got a round or two
You wanna die? Say please, I got just the tool
To cut em down, 19 bodies stackin, dude
You never saw the best until you saw my Tec
My sawed off go sawin through your armored vest
You lockjaw, but honestly I'm choppin necks
The cops found the body, but without a head

I got my savages around me
Won't be caught without my strap
Keep on thumbin through the paper
Then I rummage through ya stash
Tell that boy I'll see ya later
He ain't never comin back
Cuz niggas know I got that blade
I'll cut ya tongue and let it flap

Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed
Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed

Pull up with 40, I came for the bullies
I'm bout all the smoke, I just bought me a new glock
Aim out the cage at a free man
.762 knock em back to the boondocks
Runnin em down to they coffin
They hide with the ghosts, see em turn to a dead zombie
Chalk on the ground, he get smoked
But I love make believe cuz I know that the feds watchin
Hang out the roof of the drop top
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!
Hit the block with a sawed off
Came with the Boogeyman, lock, shock
Smoke in the barrel, don't care if the stocks off
I ain't rockin with you pussy, you not bout that action
Leave ghosts in yo whereabouts
Came from the mud, I'm gon air it out
Bugs in his body, I'm rotten, don't wear it out

Ok, hop out my way
Watch out, I'm not down to play
I pop the glock at your face
Brought out the wraith
Pop out with blood on my blade
Laugh as I watch y'all decay
I got the K, .45, with a glock 9 semi
Gotta spray, hot iron
Got a goth thot with me
Let it rain, shots fired not a shot gon hit me
Got a opp block spinning like a top
Rot with me, nigga

cathedral ward [ft. witchouse40k] (prod. mercykill)

Written and performed by Grim Salvo
PROD @33marrow

Artwork: Luis Perez Banus
Instagram: www.instagram.com/perezbanus/

- L Y R I C S +

Sample:
A: Okay dude
B: ...
A: DUDE
B: Wha?
A: Dude, dude, dude, dude!
B: Check it out--
A: --Wait look, we have a dance for this: It's called the Two N' Bop
B: Okay!
A: You thrust...
B: Okay!
A: ...and grab
B: Aight
A: Thrust. And grab...
A+B: Thrust. And grab...
B: Thrust.. 
A: ...and do the pump now
B: No dude...
A: Thrust... *heh*
B: That... that shit is ridiculous
A: Well what would you do??
B: I would do something a little bit more like...

SLEUTH

AY
Good god
Coming thru the smog
33 throw you in the gulag
Yes ma’am
What the fuck is egh egh
I think the truth is okay for now 
You’re fake like a paper crown 
Kill what we make 
Oppenheimer fucking his atom bomb 
Sheesh
I might have to preach
Coming up in the street: no leash
Paranoid drinkin bleach
Take a second 
Fuck up heaven with weapons
Get your blessing from many men with unpleasant professions
Cause we rabid for expression
Premeditated succession 
Wage races in cages
To end up as a legend 
Brain dead Samurai
The best way to live forever is to die
Move valuable not alive 
They know it’s only a matter of time — until you drop 
So they can decontaminate your traits 
Call that demise commodified

SLEUTH + MOSSBACK

Recognize this exorcism
Stream of piss
Mental diarrhea 
Know we had to do it to ‘em
Yeah you know we had to do it like that
If you got the way forward: Stay back.

MOSSBACK

Brain dead after sifting through debris and the wreckage of self-imposed depression
Self indulgent session
Gimme a break
Give him a break
He’s having a rough time too
Iron clad are the bars
Lion cage at the zoo
Everybody is solemnly waiting for the solution
“Let it be chemical” the secret conclusion
Let it be pretty like the sunset mixed with air pollution
And maybe the glow will answer my prayers
Turning my cataracts into the diamonds that I can go sell at the square
Devoured by the hype beasts
Ripped to shreds by the gnashing insecure pearly whiteys
Succulent trend setting
Dysmorphic pressing playing dress up
Spell your name backwards
Cash the check and bless up
Let loose the cannon fire and never stop wanting never stop craving 
Sex and drugs and sex and drugs 
And I’m above none of it
I'm as weak as the next
Drooling at the counter hounding over all the yoga pants

SLEUTH + MOSSBACK

Recognize this exorcism
Stream of piss
Mental diarrhea 
Know we had to do it to ‘em
Yeah you know we had to do it like that
If you got the way forward: Stay back

}}}%

Dolores

CHEMICAL PEEL FREESTYLE

TrenchWorld (feat. Grim Salvo) (prod. ³³marrow)

Prod by. @Silencyde
Art by: https://www.instagram.com/ipurex

@yungraredeath☢️:
https://open.spotify.com/artist/37W1GwtLDuYsZ2neZfX5rv
https://www.instagram.com/yungrare/

Formerly SplytSecond

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/splxt__/
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/splxtofficial
Twitter: https://twitter.com/SPLXT__

5 SECONDS (ft. YUNG RARE)

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