Produced by Gullyspit
Engineered by Gullyspit

intro hook:
I HEARD THE BOMBS HIT GROZNY
8 OZ’s and they hitting like they baki
PYSCHO SOCIAL TERRORIST LOOK ICY
THEY don’t REALLY LIKE ME 

verse 1:
out here living with the jingos got me going really crazy
i ain’t tryna fight you cause my 45 got no safety 
bitch I, bitch I been that black tar i been that gutter baby
y’all can’t really phase me
talking to the cops probably signing affidavits
you ain’t scaring me boy look down at your hands
why they shaking? told them come collect they mans
y’all ain’t making moves hope y’all got another plan
she wanna make a movie told her don’t use any hands
bridge 1:
everybody hit the floor
they been aiming at the windows 
C4 and flip phone
send these fucker to the moon
I’m on my cleaver shit 
my m19 ho chi min shit
that bomb strapped to your Beamer
shit go ahead quick turn the keys
put your ass on CNN LIKE

Hook 2:
I HEARD THE BOMBS HIT GROZNY
8 OZ’s and they hitting like they baki
PYSCHO SOCIAL TERRORIST LOOKING ICY
THEY don’t REALLY LIKE ME 
THATS CAUSE THEY AINT LIKE ME
x2

breakdown:
fuck the BASSLINE y’all don’t sound right
this shit basic y’all just sound bites
yo audience is all fucking alt-right 
stuck in my basement waiting to die, I
pass the note to the teller 
tell her give me those funds
pipe bombs on the pipelines
y’all ain’t ready for the flood 
/INTERLUDE/
bridge 2:
everybody hit the floor
they be aiming at the windows 
C4 and flip phone
send these fucker to the moon
I’m on my cleaver shit 
my m19 ho chi min shit
that bomb strapped to your Beamer
shit go ahead quick turn the keys
put your ass on CNN

hook 3:
I HEARD THE BOMBS HIT GROZNY
8 OZ’s and they hitting like they baki
PYSCHO SOCIAL TERRORIST LOOK ICY
THEY don’t REALLY LIKE ME 
THATS CAUSE THEY AINT LIKE ME
x2
*out here living with the*
outro: 
y’all don’t really wanna play
get my money get the fuck up our way
on my dick on my dick
that’s where everybody stay
don’t waste my time
go ahead and gimme brain

Grozny

TRACK 4 of the “CORPSE GALORE” EP

written & performed by fxckjamie and gashum
produced by fxckjamie
cover art by gvzzvh

BESTGORE! (FEAT. GASHUM) [PROD. FXCKJAMiE]

**Lyrics**

(2019 DAEGHO)
Okay My blade 
Go through ya face 
No face case 
Today, I’ll put you in the past 
And your future I’ll fucking take 
Drinking Sambuca I’m faded like Boosie 
My Vision stay blurry, I’m fuelled by this fury 
My Air Force 1’s to ya jaw bitch imma boot it 
My Air Force 1’s to ya jaw bitch imma boot it 
We gon’ make yo body look like it was chewed up 
Comin’ for you in yo sleep like Freddy Krueger 
TMNT boy will look like a mutant 
Leave him to rot in a motherfuckin sewer 
Guts oozing out his body like some noodles 
Leaving no witnesses, kill the accusers 
Eu sou rápido como um puma você é lento como uma tartaruga 
Cut off your tongue 
You will get muted, sh sh 
Bussin these shots 
Leave your top roofless 
Cut off your tongue 
You will get muted, sh sh 
Bussin these shots Leave your top roofless


(2022 NIKKO)
 Boy don't say shit 
(Shutup!) 
Cause you could get it up
Diamonds they cold like the winter
The fate of your world in my fingertip
RIP 
RIP  
I been on the road 
GANG DEEP, just like a bottomless hole
Dirty for the low 
Slap white! just like im slapping these hoes 
M-E-A-T can't wait to meat her  
Boy my dick a remote the way it mute her feeder 
Whole game all tight i had to up the features 
Lil rap niggas my sons I have to teach em 
How to walk up in this bitch 
By your dolo and still make a ticket 
Make a check, right out to this dick!
Boy I need respect!
Need admission but don't need permission boy im really next!

M*TED

M*TED (2019//2022 wintertide reboot)- DAEGHO x NIKKO

Something.
With @kill_dyll
Prod @akvri & @estheticgloom

FOUR DOOR W/ KILL DYLL [PROD. AKVRI & ESTHETIC GLOOM]

shit gets weird

ft.
https://soundcloud.com/fenrirprod
https://soundcloud.com/kill_dyll

prod.
https://soundcloud.com/akvri
https://soundcloud.com/backoffjames

art.
https://soundcloud.com/c3of

lyrics:
Head smashed on the concrete 
Red casing 
I cant feel my own heartbeat 
Lead Tracing 
Its a blood pact 
Got a fat stack 
Imma run it back like its mad max

waste of my time like a disney land ride
paint my car with a hundred little spots
face full of guilt let the running man rot
paint my walls with a hundred little clots

i take a look around the place
you just a slug in aerospace
another head inside my database
you write yo lines in uppercase
a faggot on the internet
i swear to god he's intimate
can barely list the alphabet
and they're you're biggest silhouette

my entire body's itching
im loosing all my feeling
my mental's going missing
and everyone's against me
saddle bout a midi once the philli boy roll
sadness on her grin once a face won't roll
never find a pie but the bitch find gold
tickle that body wit another one sold

Coven ft. Fenrir & Kill Dyll (prod. akvri & killjames)

written/performed by fxckjamie & k.v.n
produced by fxckjamie
cover art by fxckjamie


Lyrics

[ FXCKJAMiE ]

Said a hundred times, I aint fucking with you 
I put a body in the dirt, no one is gon miss you (aye)
If you come up on me tryna press an issue
I’ll send a fist to the face, make a bloody tissue

King of the graveyard they all know my name 
with yo’ bitch in the back and she gave me dumb brain 
Imma cold motherfucker I can feel it in my vein
Tryna say you relate but no bitch we not the same

You don’t wanna be like me
Press your luck and then you’ll see 
Burn your body like debris 
I’m everybody’s enemy (x2)

Posted in the cut wit my boys
We be going loud making noise
blasting all my music at the show 
and you already know we not stopping til the speakers destroyed 
 
[ K.V.N//7Ł ]

Yuh aye bitch
I came up put the fire holy wayer my piss
Soon as i get my check ima get a new stick
Flights to the east coast meet up with the clique
Aye bitch

West side motherfucker till im in the grave
Demons in the bank you could catch me in the bank
Bury motherfuckers i got too much weight
Tryna take my plate Ima leave a new stain

Came with a 45 
walkin thru the woods like its lord of the flies
I kill em with the bass have em bleedin out the eyes 
Might need another push let them fuckers float by

I might just crash
I never show face
To the cops ima dash
Im runnin thru the block 
In the night whos that
young mothafucka better watch yo back
Tryna hold on but im slippin thru the cracks

ENEMY (FEAT. K.V.N//7Ł) [PROD. FXCKJAMiE]

Crypt ft. Ethan Ross

Stealth

Lyrics:

Sometimes 
I sit and wish that I could die
Blurry vision in my eyes 
Contemplating suicide 

Found one reason why I’m livin
Wen I gaze into my sons eyes
I owe this kid the world 
Protect and serve until the dust bites

Think back 
Wen did the bullshit all start 
My mother hates cuz her father brainwashed my whole heart 

Her ex was touchin me shit 
While I was just a young kid 
I promised that I’ll slit his throat 
If I see em again 

There ain’t no chance in hell
I’m goin out without a fight 
The reason for my addiction 
To that coke and meth pipes

I’ll never dream again 
Cuz all of my dreams been broke
Robbed of my innocence 
Damn why is my heart so cold 

If you could see the shit I went through 
Maybe you would understand 
As I strike this cigarette 
And think I’m less than a man 

No father figure 
Just another Nigga to step on my dreams
Tell me what I can and can’t do
 Because he can’t do things 

Gettin the shit kicked up out you 
Cuz you make some mistakes 
Forever shittin on me hard
Because I have my dad’s face 

You must’ve really hate the dude 
Do you hate my son too 
Because he looks and acts and breaths 
Just the way that I do 

We only human
Why the fucc you tryna break me down hard 
I already duck and dodge the bullets 
That land in our yard 

Southside menace
That’s what this world created 
Six deep or in a cage was the bed that I lay in 

Ain’t no hope for me 
With the cards I was dealt 
Since I was young the only place I ever knew was called hell 

Fucc that
I rather die than live life 
Because my grandma always told me afterlife 
comes paradise 

So I think and sit with this chrome 45 
Weight of the World on my shoulders 
Wishin I could just die 

Open up the heavens gate
And lord please let me inside 

Am I forgiven for my sins 
Should I repent and then cry?

Fucc1994 (Prod. Kivnti)

LYRICS-



MILITXNT-

I need to cope
Lay In the water and watch as I float
Lay in the grave and come up as a ghost
Rotting in hell imma roast
Spitting up blood from my throat 
All of my hope is revoked imma sit in the dark all alone
I feel alone I have run out of hope 
Tying my neck on a rope 
Hanging me down on a pole 
Devil is taking a toll he’s lighting the fire like coal 
All of the angels will go up in smoke 
The deal we have made is a hoax 
I need to go 
Haunted by choices 
Keep hearing voices 
Actions bring habits I’m tryna avoid it 
Gray all around me the rain keep on pouring 
Filling my cup with a tear of importance 
I’m feeling pain 
Mask on my face got me feeling like bane 
The demons gonna dance in the rain 
Shake out these shackles and bust out these chains 
Come from the ground with a crown on my brain 
I feel insane 
I need to empty my head 
Put the beam to my skull make it red 
Leaking out brains on my bed 
All of the blood gonna spread 
I need some meds 
Put him in a bag hear a zip
Toss him in the back of the whip
Ready hear a blast from my blick
Knife to the vein on ya wrist make it drip
Running out of time kill him quick
Blade on my back 
Pick up the Mac add a Mag then attack 
Grind up his body and pack like a jack 
Cut off your head then I toss in a sack 



PROPHET-

Nail me to the cross 
Cuz I’m one of the gods 
god of the bloodshed 
kill for a cause 
Drag you to the woods
& your bound to get lost 
Leaving no evidence 
Case getting dropped 
Cock the Glock back
& Im letting it off 
Creep in the fog 
Cutting your throat 
when you get to the car 
See them in person 
They’re acting real hard 
Till I act up 
with the pistol 
and spark 
Choppa gets lit up like 
Candles in dark 
One in the head 
And put 2 in yo heart 
You talking hot 
And get shot on the spot 
Tighten the noose 
When I wrap round the knots 
Fuck all the feds 
Give a shit bout a cop 
Cut up the carcass 
And leave it to rot 
Serial killer 
My victims I stalk 
Follow you home 
When you go for a walk 
See me behind you 
Keep running don’t stop 
Leaking his brains 
& they outline in chalk 
Your time is ticking 
Always on the clock 
Call me the scarecrow 
always round crops 
Selling a bag 
I just re up’d the stock 
I hit the block 
With the crack in my socks 
Trap house is booming 
From cooking up rock 
Whipping the Pyrex 
Im stirring the pot 
Imma stay here 
Wether like it or not 
I’m taking everything 
Give what you got 
Stolen whips in this bitch
all of em hot 
Stole em straight
out of the parking lot
If it goes wrong 
I’m down to flock 
That’s what i do anyway 
to the opps

OMERTÀ- MILITXNT X PROPHET (prod.ARAGOTH)

Megatron (prod. NetuH)

DRKSHDW (FEAT. MANIA)

MAKE HIM END PROD. HEYARNOLD

Produced By Ned Bundy

Smoke fills my lungs and then it fills the room 
I'm blazing like inferno all i push is doom
my fingertips are coated in the sticky residue 
with my blunt burning from midnight to high noon 
I love to smell a ganja plant knowing it will harness buds 
sticky green rituals 
that it'll get me high as fuck
pour the water into soil like a blessing a satanic  druid 
my eyes are red as fire from the lighter 
avid drug user
Feeling so nice on ice
Let my organs the price
I'm a Devil when i fuck 
and a Devil when i fight 
i am mother fucking drugs 
suck my dick and get high. 
from all areas of code
im trippin out in 505
undercover on the block
I see him ridin by 
i see the future all of times
bloodshot third eye
sending smoke signals from my house 
spiral to the sky 
Pullin up movin thangs so i can have a nice life
They call me nedward scissorhands 
who got the best trimmers  
a pile of drugs up on the table and it's all for dinner
I don't fuck with uppers & downers but sometimes i let them enter
my system like I'm hunter S thompson on the printer  
light a cocaine dunhill don't need no fuckin air i am deceased
my lungs are black like my like my heart buried underground beneath
roasting in pit roast in the streets  
mental feast
im preparin getting fit for the freeze
Thinkin that you slick and i wont care if your a thief 
Its gon get lit like the barrel on my piece

Ned Bundy - Afternoon Substance

Poltergeist
Watch your back 
Watch your front
Suicide
Check the map
Check the trunk
Heavens gate
Freshest kicks 
Body count
Get a grip
Wash your hands
Watch your mouth
I just pull up disconnect
Don't know everybody knows it 
What the fuck did you expect?
Yeah my karma kinda potent
Making waves in a different way
Focus on the motion
What you know about a phase 
Bitch I'm always staying broken...


Poltergeist 
Pray to Christ
Check it twice
Right or wrong
Live or die
Nothing nice

Cursed myself
Now I'm blessed 
Heaven sent
What percent?
One percent
What's the bet
In and out
Do it quick 
Never mind
Run and hide
All my lies
On my mind


What you think?
I could end up in the drink
Watch me sink
Puking pills up in the sink
Need a shrink
Bubble wrap
Almost fun to pop
What's the math
Mix and match
Pick me one I gotta run


So sick of all the drama
The bla bla bla bla bla
Just spare me all the bother
Hahahahahaha

Speaking tounges
Count the words
That's a clue
Sniffing glue
Sudden slurr
Who are you? 
Max it out
Check the drip
I'm impressed
What's the rest
What is next?

Nothing yet


Poltergeist 
Pray to Christ
Check it twice
Right or wrong
Live or die
Nothing nice

Poltergeist

🦇✨You are not alone welcome to the family🚧🖤
ALL MEMBERS ARE IN THE FOLLOWING

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