N0TH1N61NTH3B0X-PROD BY SUDZY

5HATT3R- PROD BY MILEEX

Shouts out to Fiend for the beat.
More of dat devil shit


Swerving in dat hearse 
Swangas an vouges

Its dat devil boy
Down here in purgatory 
Im a fucking nightmare 
Its a fucking murder story 
Got dem Swangas 
Got dem vouges
Hearse fulla dead hoes
Swerving through da projects 
Hope nobody fucking knows
Got dem eyes rolled back
Turning white turning white
Read dem scriptures every night
Necronomican I recite
Searching for a sacrifice 
End another fucking life
Just a reflection on da knife
Call me jesus fucking christ 


ridin real slow
Got my seat dipped back
Ridin ridin through da trap
Dead bodys in da sack
Sittin sittin sideways
Call me purple fuckin haze
On dat lean for fuckin days
Say she love me
But not my ways,
I dont give a fuck
Snatch dat nappy ass weave
Cut her motha fuckin throat
Watch dat bitch fucking bleed
What the fuck are you looking at 
Do you like what you see
Put down tha motha fuckin phone
Bitch You dont know me
Im a killer, im a feind 
Im rip you into to pieces
Eat your spleen
Where da fuck are you going
Bitch you cant fucking leave
Im fucking skitzopantic
Please dont do this to me
Where da fuck are you going
Bitch you cant fucking leave

5WANGA5ANDV0UG3S- PROD BY FIEND

5TAT1C-PROD BY NOBRÜ

lyrics:

Here I come out that fuckin magic mist
Its dat seasons of da sicc
Its that fucking misfit 
Upside down crucifix 
Yea, Im from the Abyss
Im always on that triple six
Carved into my fucking wrist
Close ya eyes make a wish 
Open up the fucking crypts
You Dont wanna fuck with this
Different shades of darkness
Maggots,Maggots in the casket
Burn it down to fucking ashes
Hidin in the stained glasses
Crucified whip lashes 

Sound the alarm 
Bombs falling from the sky
Airraids genocide 
There is no afterlife
Its that christian holocaust 
Say a prayer time to die
Your about to realize
That your god was a lie

Burning down the chappel
Explosions and shrapnel 
I will fucking dismantle 
Bombs in the tabernacle 
I am the fucking jackal 
Hear the celings fucking rattle
I bear the eden apple 
Its a natural disaster 
Book of revelations
This is the final chapter 
But there is no salvation 
There is no fucking rapture
Souls for the harvest 
Souls for the capture 
Can you feel the message
Goats in the pasture 

Sound the alarm 
Bombs falling from the sky
Airraids genocide 
There is no afterlife
Its that christian holocaust 
Say a prayer time to die
Your about to realize
That your god was a lie

CHR1ST1ANH0L0CAU5T-PROD BY COLE THE KING

LYRICS:

You dont know who this is and if you do forget my name
Got you in tha basement wrapped up,traped up in da cellophane
Got that blade to ya chest and watch ya drain, I make it rain
Bloody handprints fucking stain,tha window pane
I am fucking insane
Serial killa hall of fame
Jeffery jeffery dahmer mane
Rusty blades and punctured veins
Pools of blood human remains
Motha fuckin son of sam
Son of the devil
Son of the damned
Pentagram burned in my hand
Drinkin tha blood form tha lamb
Layin layin in my coffin
Casket six feet fuckin deep
Im from the gates of fuckin hell
You never wanna feel this heat
As I close my fucking eyes and go to sleep
The deamons speak
Tellin me to kill them all
fuck ya god ya faith is weak



Hiding in the shadows 
Got this chain saw at my side
Call me doctor fucking satan
Take you on a murder ride
Every body fucking dies
No escape,dont close ya eyes
I got you nailed into this cross
I got you fucking crucified
Got this chainsaw to ya chest
A bloody mess, I sever flesh
Button pressed, 
Im gore obsessed,
I must confess, It kills the stress
Its a fucking crime scene
Burn it down in gasoline 
Murder,murder suicide 
I pop the fucking magazine 
Ima fucking kill you all
And them im gonna killmyself
Dying in a pool of fire
Watching bodys ficking melt
Fucking high on the mescaline
Smoking on this cigarette 
I got this loaded 50 caliber 
Pointed straight at my chest

B0D135- PROD BY SO$ BEATZ

My side project called "Parish" hope you enjoy I put alot into this one, not my typical trap shit.

Lyrics:
Do you have a second 
Need a moment of ya time 
Pass me a cigarette 
Got some substance on my mind 
That I need to stabilize 
Before it eats me alive
Yes Im fucking terrified 
Can you see it in my eyes
Yes im cold and dead inside
With no place to hide
There's no need to remind me
Deamons always at my side
Following right behind
On this cold winter drive
Everywhere that I go feels like suicide 
They try to feed me runin
They try to feed me pollution 
Try to drink the holy water
But its fucking dilluted
Justa sea of prostitution 
And public execution 
Aint no need for retribution 
I just want a solution 



And I think about this shit
Every single fucking day 
No matter what I fucking do
I cant make it go away
And I know jesus dont save
So why should I pray
Im trying to rectify tomorrow 
By living in today 

Is the end near, yea its really unclear
Im just a shadow at the bar
Fill me up another beer
Get me the fuck up outta here
I just wanna disappear
Vomit in the bathroom sink
Just staring in the mirror 
All these mother fucking problems
I Just cant seem to solve em
As the gullitune's revolving 
Putting nails in my coffin
Sittin in this parking lot
Full of empty parking spots
Thinkin about broken hearts 
Whats the message to this plot
Borken parts shopping carts
Surrounded by gun shots
Im out here picking the locks
Playing connect the dots
Behind ski mask and glocks
As we flee form the cops
Dont care if you like it or not 
Fuck the world all I got

QUINN CHURCH

lyrics:
Theres no need to ask me how im fucking doing lately
I can see it in your eyes, dont tell no lie,I know you hate me
I dont let it phase me
People like you are what made me
Look at what you gave me
You will never fucking break me
dont bend me, dont wake me
You will never escape me
Hands up in the fucking sky sayin satan please take me
You will never stop me, You will never sedate me
Shoving pills down my throat in hopes to fucking medicate me
You think you know me but you have no idea
Your not alone Im standing hear
Im everything that you fear
Im always close Im always near
When the sunlight dissaper 
Every time you shed a tear
Im those voices that you hear 
Im so cold and heartless
Ima drag you through the darkness
My blades are the sharpest 
Cutting through your fucking carcass
Bathing in the harvest
Blood shed in the middle of August 
Everything but calmness 
Do still think that Im harmless

HARMLESS

East Robinson

CHANGING UP MY STYLE, CRANKING OUT THAT OLD SCHOOL SOUND, THE REAL UNDERGROUND

PARISH

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