My 2nd ever song
Fairly proud of this :)
Lyrics on genius :3

Acid spitters, Plastic sinners

Acid Spitters, Plastic Sinners

Therapy - Retch & Kattemax

M.I.A

Call Of The Knife Freestyle

Dead Men Don't Talk

Paint The Town Red W Sam Smoke

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REAPER

REAPER With NXMVD, LEECHY! & Wintxr

Containment Breach 2 Unchained with CRITTERCORPSE

TOXIC Prod. Kattemax

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Main Character

Dacryphilia

CALAMITY

WINTER

BACK UP w/ Ak3k

THIS GOES SO HARD YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHH
CHECK OUT SLAUGHTER SHES INSANE @Slaughternaut
COVER ART BY !NSANITY  vvvv
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Lyrics:

[Retch]

Stand on my money bout tall as the notre dame (damn)
Dog in the pound, locked out, but keep calm
Wrong choice, mothafucka' out of options, comin' for that crown
Down to fuck? fucked up? or spaced out
They all just wanna talk the talk but cant walk the walk on a tightrope
One false move and sleight of hand you tied up
Left left right, leave him grounded, his lights out
Only thing that keep my happy is a bullet between his eyes

If you think you better, better be ready
The metal heavy, put a bomb in your chevy 
Just fucking die already
Many men dead your head explode to confetti
The fleshy belly of the beast that's where your body buried
Think I fuck with you? Then you don't even know me
Steel reloading
Going 90 in your block we sippin' 40s
Weapon totin'
Grippin' semi automatics, double action
Leave you floatin'
Bring the static we controllin', gon' slaughter and fuck you over
Talk 'bout real mothafuckas', shoutout my homie Bellatrix
He want the treats but got a bag of tricks, that send him down like 6
Feet deep in the tenches
He goin' weak in the senses
Shut the fuck up 'bout my genetics
'fore I silence you, parenthesis
They all hated me till i got famous
Feignin' ignorance
Congratulations on your botted streams and pity party listens
Think you made it, fake bitch?
I been gettin' faded off Dutch
Oh you need a favour? here's a right hook
Give that pussy a concussion

[Slaughternaut]

Bitch I’m LIKE THAT
Tell ‘em they will plummet if they ever try to PIPE THAT
Fuckin’ up his face, leave 'em lookin’ like NEISTAT
Then I put that boy on a plane where the CHRIST AT
Now his momma weepin’ kneeling where his little SHRINE AT
(awww, how sad)
SHITS HILARIOUS
Sobbin’ ‘bout ‘em moppin’ up his guts, I’m a BARBARIAN
First hand witness with the blick, I feel VICARIOUS
Uranus gettin’ tossed in the water, I’m an AQUARIUS
Then i’m airin it out like POP POP, it’s my signature
Ain’t hearin what he sayin’, brodie said i’m a good listenter
Tell me bout importance in ya’ life, ya’ get to missin’ her
The minute that I reign I swear to GOD that I’ll be MISTIN’ HER
BITCH ITS OVER, I got anger and I don’t know what to do with it-
But shoot a bitch and kill everyone else that they congruent with
Starting of simple, I ain’t rendered, I feel like a SKETCH
But while you wait for the commision I just pass the mic to Retch
LIL BITCH! >:3 

[Retch]

Stand on my money bout tall as the notre dame (damn)
Dog in the pound, locked out, but keep calm
Wrong choice, mothafucka' out of options, comin' for that crown
Down to fuck? fucked up? or spaced out
They all just wanna talk the talk but cant walk the walk on a tightrope
One false move and sleight of hand you tied up
Left left right, leave him grounded, his lights out
Only thing that keep my happy is a bullet between his eyes

LIKE THAT w/ Saughternaut

WOOOO I LOVE THIS BEAT SO FUCKING MUCH YEAHHHH YEAHH YEAHHHHHH
All prod and mixing by me :)
vvvvvvv
Lyrics: 

[Retch]

Fucked up
Off the substance
All these drugs
Not enough
Hug from a python
Bitches slimy act like slugs
Need a re-up
Seein' bugs
Crawlin' in my skin
Think that we can co exist?
But your time is running thin-
Fucked up
Off the substance
All these drugs
Not enough
Hug from a python
Bitches slimy act like slugs
Need a re-up
Seein' bugs
Crawlin' in my skin
Think that we can co exist?
But your time is running thin

Would you still love me if my life was a lie?
Or put a knife through my heart
Drain the light from my eyes
You a parasite, cant do shit when the host dies
Get up out my sight
Grab a bag and get the fries >:(
Living in idyll
Breakin' her back and I shatter her spine
"Is he out of his mind?"
Lurk in the night
Crushin' your skull like a vice
Running out of time
I'm your favourite rapper's idol
You just standin' there idle
While he writhing on the ground like a landmine
Goodbye

Fucked up
Off the substance
All these drugs
Not enough
Hug from a python
Bitches slimy act like slugs
Need a re-up
Seein' bugs
Crawlin' in my skin
Think that we can co exist?
But your time is running thin-
Fucked up
Off the substance
All these drugs
Not enough
Hug from a python
Bitches slimy act like slugs
Need a re-up
Seein' bugs
Crawlin' in my skin
Think that we can co exist?
But your time is running thin

Rappers sound like tinnitus
Think people like they dissonance
Shit hard to listen to, I fuck 'em up now known as infamous
Actin' like Sisyphus tryin' the same shit 
Scared of change
Strainin' his voice, fuck up his face
Now he M.I.A
Rollin' up a bible grab a lighter take a hit
Wait
quick wrist slit, fade
Rib, skin, brain break
Rappers actin straight but cant do shit without they boyfriends
Voice fake
Noise maker
No stress
Follow trends

[Paradox]

Eyes start to roll back when the drugs begin to kick in
Get out of my face, there's way too many cooks up in this kitchen
And I don't wanna hear your words. quit the bitchinh
The substance calling, I'm gonna dip to get the fix in
Light it up 
Feel the inferno from the incinerator
Piles of holy texts used only as my rolling papers
Inhale the words of men disguised as heavenly creators
Basking in the shade provided by my adoring haters
Guess I'll see you later said the serpent to the sinner
Sacriligious ceremonies shepherded by a sick Disciple
Sentenced to suffer a sadistic existence harrowed
The source of good and evil seeping deep into your marrow
Bitch ass motherfucker do not speak until I've had mine
You better proceed with caution, cunt, you're stepping on a landmine
Choking on the smoke like a leak in a gas line
Take another thousand puffs to sanitize my lifeline 

[Retch]

Fucked up
Off the substance
All these drugs
Not enough
Hug from a python
Bitches slimy act like slugs
Need a re-up
Seein' bugs
Crawlin' in my skin
Think that we can co exist?
But your time is running thin-
Fucked up
Off the substance
All these drugs
Not enough
Hug from a python
Bitches slimy act like slugs
Need a re-up
Seein' bugs
Crawlin' in my skin
Think that we can co exist?
But your time is running thin

LANDMINE w/ Paradox Disciple

LAST SINGLE BEFORE THE ALBUM I FUCKING LOVE THIS SONG <3

THANK YOU SO MUCH BELLA FOR THIS COVER I LOVE IT SM  https://www.instagram.com/witchblood.3/
Lyrics: 

cause im a big stepper, black boots
see me dual guns
move pawns
red dot 
i piss rockets
shout out slaughternaut
dont give a fuck who's wrong
boom, the dude's gone
heater leave you sweatin so much
you'd think there's two suns (tucson)
bang my skull on the curb till i think of a lyric
you parasitic fuckin lice
blood suckin for something dripping
she suckin me like a spirit
my clique like monolithic
shoot holes up in yo civic
gon send yo ass to the clinic, bitch

pull up to the crib just to down a bottle with ease
23 beers deep im like bitch hand me the keys
melt em down, reshape em, like 1800 degrees
yuh im everything to them and they aint shit to me
shit like kamikaze
murder-suicide
take out me and you too
she like mewtwo with her thighs
pisces slice you to pieces but im a gemini
gambling with your life like rollin dice
i always get snake eyes
grab the cyanide
chuggin till i die
my demons exorcised
13th reason why
hang on razor wire
hang with poltergeists
"we hate retch, we hate the way he writes his lines"
we is you, you aint us, wish you were I

cause im a big stepper, black boots
see me dual guns
move pawns
red dot 
i piss rockets
shout out slaughternaut
dont give a fuck who's wrong
boom, the dude's gone
heater leave you sweatin so much
you'd think there's two suns (tucson)

bigger fish to fry like barracuda
steppin 10 toes down im like pirhana smokin cuban
cant even do shit without a producer and engineer
im a jack of all trades stackin hunnids up to my ears
aint just a rapper im a fuckin artist
do this for the bodies
through the darkness
hear the zombie walkin
pocket watchin 
just so retarded
turn the carpet from white to scarlet 
caught in spider's web
chrome blade sharpened
i stomp in prada cause

cause im a big stepper, black boots
see me dual guns
move pawns
red dot 
i piss rockets
shout out slaughternaut
dont give a fuck who's wrong
boom, the dude's gone
heater leave you sweatin so much
you'd think there's two suns (tucson)
bang my skull on the curb till i think of a lyric
you parasitic fuckin lice
blood suckin for something dripping
she suckin me like a spirit
my clique like monolithic
shoot holes up in yo civic
gon send yo ass to the clinic, bitch

Second Sun

Producer and rapper, barely ever use soundcloud
Socials -https://retchmusic.carrd.co

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