Please Don't Piss Me Off

Prod https://soundcloud.com/mkultraproductions

Killing News Anchors With Stalactites (Prod. MKULTRA)

engineered/co-prod: @sastrp

lyrics: 
you want it back then nigga shoot for it 
i been about it i’m a rude boy 
i bring it back then buss her down that bitch a chew toy 
true story 
tell her see ya later bitch i’m too gorey 
nude whores, hennessy and hatred got ya dude snorin 
ooo boy baby independent ridin down rodeo 
ain’t no way tho lame and underpaid is how a hater day go 
LMNOP i’m dropping D all on this instrumental 
break a fuckin bag and bring it back 
she wanna taste the rainbow 

cock back 
hit a hater brain 
watchin whatcha say 
ima pain 
hanging w the gang 
bangin 808s 
what a shame 
he just fakin plays
ain’t gon spray a thang 
buddy lame 
keep the razor blade 
aimin for your vein 
maintain, ima maintain 
w my main thang 
w the k sangin bang bang 
it gon rain pain 
mk with the blade 
aj w the hk 
make plays hit the stage 
spinning shit like beyblades 
hey babe..

now how ya doin hoe?
i keep some monsters in my deck 
just like it’s yuh gi oh
and bitch you never had it bring a mag or keep it movin hoe 
i bring the static if you mad then fuckin shoot me hoe 
delusional

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grimoire: noir ver.1.77 (prod. adjacen7 x MERCYKILL)

engineered/co-prod: @sastrp

lyrics:
get smacked if you act up
getcha racks up 
.44 wit a mac tucked getcha ass snuffed 
4 hoes shaking ass tell em pick it back up 
stone cold just a wild frigid nigga masked up 

what the fuck bro 
i get it crackin w the snubnose 
she really asking where the love go? 
ion really love hoes 
she really mad and what the fuck for? 
i been an addict for the blood flow 
nigga better run home 

i keep it loaded off the lot and if we roll then i kill it 
i keep a pole inside my pocket put a hole in your civic 
you wanna go ok i got it i keep smoke in the chimney 
she running low on them narcotics so she hope i ain’t busy 
you wanna kill me wait in line lil pussy i ain’t inna that 
im busy dying while you hatin on the internet 
i’m breathing fire out this big ass nine 
my .45 operatic sound like satan when i spin it back 

blat hit the gas cold steel when i crash cars 
cracked in the cap hoes kill if i ask for it 
you a hater and you know it homie
 i brought a laser not to mention got a 40 on me
runnin with the goddamn clip 
in the goddamn tec 
couple hot lead tips 
leave you goddamn dead 
and if my nine dont spit 
then my glock gon blam 
i’m a goddamn king
you a goddamn stan
lil bitch

aim to please, shoot to kill (prod. adjacen7)

DISORDER

YASOPP

PASTOR PRANAV

IF I'M NOT A GOD THEN I DON'T BELIEVE IN GODS

IF I'M NOT A GOD, THEN I DON'T BELIEVE IN GODS (Feat. Gao The Arsonist)(prod. pranav)

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

in my restless dreams, i see you

pondering my orb

GARGOYLE

Blood and Bone is a reckoning set to rhythm—an album built where the body meets myth, where memory scrapes against metal, and survival grows teeth. Its sonic palette threads drum-machine pulse through dust-bitten guitars, twang through circuitry, and flamenco flicker through industrial grit. Every track lives in the tension between ruin and insistence, between a world that shakes with fire, violence, wind, and destiny, and a narrator who keeps stepping forward anyway. The project treats rhythm not as a backdrop but as a heartbeat you can almost hear splitting, mending, and refusing collapse.

Across this landscape, the human form is battered, unmasked, hunted, resurrected, and set ablaze—but never surrendered. The music leans into acoustic grain, the sweat-salt of live strings, the grit of surf twang and outlaw twine, yet plants those textures in a scaffold of relentless electronic precision. What emerges is a bruised hymn to endurance: techno carved out of earth, alt-country scorched into myth, psychobilly swagger sharpened by war and weather. Blood and Bone doesn’t seek redemption so much as it chronicles the cost of staying alive when the elements, the mountains, the inner voices, and the gods all stare back—and demand a response.


The Earth

FUCK OUT MY WAY..
PROD. @LONGLOSTZIM
FT. @DEADBEATVILLAINS
VISUAL: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TmS1aFtGLwk

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WELCOME TO HELL PUSSY ft. DEADBEATVILLAIN (PROD. LONGLOST)

rip my bread cunt.

Lyrics:

~ uhh i made a sandwhich today, and just when I finished making it, I took a big bite and then I saw mold on the bread and now i'm mad ~


been sober bout 7 days
now i cant levitate
fuck out my space 
sacrifice you to 
great Lavey
bleed while i meditate
seek an i elevate
head to the ceiling they sealing
my energy
try
that shit gone make you my enemy
dog with no bite i gone snort you like ketamine
lines
kill you like beetle no let it be
70 seconds that you get alive

the drip i be copping
on trip and not stopping
i thinking bout robbing a bank
we sick Pathalogic
get pissed an psychotic
might empty the clip with a bang
we don't shoot blanks
they keep us in pain
i'm feeding them worms that be eating my brain
now i can't think
falling away
i'm gonna drop till they all know my name

aye long cash
wrist watch
i don't care whether
money talks
fuck school
fuck cops
work hard
nothing pays off
drug fuck
eat shit
love it when I hear the
beat hit
smoking what the reaper
leaving
tell that bitch to sink 
her teeth in

bitch i got high tops
with the black socks
drop a body
feel like black ops
clear a lobby 
know i hit the flask
i'm a rep shotty
with a broken mask
i'm a die slow
there no other way
sold my soul
to make another k
stepping muck and it gone eat you up
i keep on pushing luck until i puking weight

hit up her place
shoot up like columbine
dirty bitch she know that i got her
collar signed
sniffing bricks
slit my wrists now they cauterized
huffing mist
breathing hits and it
caught her eye
i'm in space
shooting stars in my retinas
coffee laced
pass a knife they dissecting us
hollow face
they gone find
that my elements eminent
metal and dirt
on my church
i'm the reverend
fuck

_-ERROR17-_
_-INVALID-_

SMOKING WHAT THE REAPER LEAVING (prod. VENXM)

Prod. Kronos

LYRICS

[RIvilin]
yeah what did you hear about me from the alleyway
rising from the tomb, yeah flick you off the ashtray
crush ya face into a pulp in a new way
teeth they scatter all-around when you lose faith

in a God that doesn't exist, you know I love taking the piss
out of you and your friends, what's it mean no you don't mend

fuck your bitch while playing tony pro skater
truck fuck you in the nuts you fucking beta
hanging with the gang, talk shit get hit
yeah got our faces on a hoodie that you bitch fucking reps

I can feel your jealousy rising in your blood veins
heated arguments wipe you off like a shit stain
that's what you are to me,
nothing more, yeah nothing's free


[s0cliché]
I can't breathe now
please lay me down

IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII think that shit was laced

I can't breathe now
please lay me down

IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII think that shit was laced

Rivilin x s0cliché - Pro Skater (prod. Kronos)

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-TRASH GANG AMV https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s5hjSiqW4wE

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DELETE! (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

BLOODBENDER track 03
Official Music Video:

Prod. NetuH
747 HHM TRASH GANG

RAGNAROK [prod. NetuH]

PROD NETUH
MIX AND MASTER BY TUMAGGZ

LYRICS: 
feels like im falling
the graveyard im crawling
stars started burning the
universe planets are turning
im - hurting
but they think im joking
i cut them off slowly
hell hound militia the chosen

ay
ride around town robbing graves
warlord written right across the mask upon my face
how you gonna talk when you bodied in the rain
crack you and ya bloody now we lookin atchya brain




I FUCK HER SLOW
DEEP WITH MY HAND ON HER THROAT
SPIT on me LOVE IT NEED MOE
PUT A SPELL ON ME BLOCKING MY SOUL
I LOVE A WITCH TO THE DEATH OF ME HOE


POP A COUPLE KETAMINE MIX  IT WITH ALCHEMY
LOSIN ALL MY VISION NOW IM JUMPING OFF THE BALCONY
THATS ASSAULT AND BATTERY
SHOULDA NEVER CAME UP JUST TO CHALLENGE ME
GUESS ITS WHAT IT HAD TO BE UH


feels like im losing my mind i need help
feels like im draining my mana need health
send me a potion to gain me some wealth
how you gon kill me i end it myself


TIP
TOEING OUT THE MOTHA FUCKIN HOUSE SLOW
GET INSIDE MY WHIP AND  HEAR THE RUCKUS OUT MY WINDOW
TATTOOS ON MY SKIN IM WEARING BLACK THAT GOTH SHIT I KNOW
SPIT THAT SHADOW RAP THAT MOTHA FUCKING SUICIDE FLOW


SCREAMING IDONTWANA DIE
SINCE I BEEN ALIVE
I BEEN HOLLOW DEEP INSIDE
WHAT IS RIGHT
WHAT IS MY LIFE
WHEN IS MY TIME
WHEN AM I GONNA RIDE
feels like im losing my mind

They Think I'm Joking (Prod. Netuh)

DJ + Music Producer that has traveled all across the east coast not only on a journey to find himself but also to chase his dreams & create what he loves! Along with music he has designed a social media mobile app along with running a community called "The Phoenix Society" who brings in artists of all kinds to succeed together! From the Ashes, We Shall Rise!

We are not a collective, we are a family.

States lived: - Kentucky - Pennsylvania - New York - Louisiana - Michigan - Georgia   - Indiana - Texas

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