PROPHET

prod. @home_less

tried to step up
but u couldnt fuck fuck fuck fuck
wit it if u tried bitch
its the end of my time bitch
i really hope i just die quick
quick to get on beyond shit
i dont fix it up for no floss bitch
i dick it up then i raw schtick
i finger fuck all the forces
im drillin you to that morgue bitch
i pick her up like im on sniff
then put it right down like aw shit

he took my coke, n he took my ride 
said he was on that suicidal
i hook that spoke, i joog n slide
these bitches die uh oh its final
homeless man is holdin rifles

might have yo glock 
and got yo crack 
and yea you think you on

but i wont stop
till i get that
right at the break of dawn

im smokin that 
i hold it pass
just playin get me nah

im only smokin by myself
because i feel alone

im only smokin by myself
because i feel alone

i barely feel like anybody
when im in this zone

so load the barrel 
put that python all right to my dome

and let slither slide scale it
fore they read my tome

and it said...

by my by my by lonely they gon see me fall
i been gettin high i want the drugs i want em all
get yo girlfriend on some heron ima see her crawl
hit her with the hot shot if she get involved
just another druug addict who is dead and gone
just another bum catchin all yo change that call
collectin numbers ima hustle till they cut em off
she was sellin pussy nah dat bitch aint change no drawes
im that lowkey motel chilln witcha favorite broad
im that wholesale flippin product lying in my songs
but you just stupid you believe the shit they lead u on
nah you aint stupid you the shit lil dawg go kill em all
i just want yall to just sit there think im white n fake
now june jenelle is outta options she been callin may
i dont even know whats good bitch i am not ok
all i know is that ill prolly fall like yesterday

lost castles (prod. homele$$)

Witchouse 40k - GRAVEDIGGER
Produced by: NetuH x ³³marrow
Mixed by: ³³marrow

MUSIC VIDEO:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5BRMVAw-2ks

Lyrics: 
I’m with the
I’m with the
I’m with the gang
Aye
Aye
Aye

I’m with the
I’m with the
I’m with the gang
*blech*
Leaving em gully, he breakdown
We turn em haunted, he scarred in the skully, his skeleton glass when it breaks
Forty been uppin it, open up, see em I run up, he falling right into his grave now
Bitch I’m the gravedigger, watch your body decay, put the Glock to yo face

Face it, I come out the cold
Haunted from head to the toe
Forty been talkin to ghosts
Pull-up his wheareabouts
Hollows gon make em erode now
Skully got hunnids of holes
They ain’t notice nothin, we makin no sound
Cemetary, forty talk wit the crows
Hop out the coffin, i came from the slaughter
Got pain, Imma shatter yo soul

Don’t get too close
Aim at your chin, leave a lump in your throat
Break in the castle, I’m takin your throne
I keep a Glock on me, came up from poverty, waking with confidence, stay decomposed
Hop out my coffin, i resurrect slowly
Look in my eyes, see the black in my soul
Bottomless severance, never been lonely
Fuck nobody, I pull up alone

I’m his home with the Glocky out, bro want the smoke with me, giving em cottonmouth
I’m on the block and I’m poppin out, catch em in traffic we not gonna talk it out
Muhfucka wanna talk heavy, hit em with the heater, now he soft as ice
Bloodsucka, I been coffin ready, like the undead; I ain’t scared to die

Gun to your head
Glock with a beam, I don’t bust at your legs
Forty a demon, I talk with the dead
Skeleton boy, send my ops to me next
Bitch I’m a threat
Forty the best
Shot if he gully, get popped like sum meds
Knocking his skully, he scarred like a vet
Snatching his soul, leave the body a mess
Piss on your grave I’m gon 
Eyuchhhh

Knocking em out like Suboxone
I’m with the dogs, see his pack, I’m gon air out
Block looking haunted, an angel but fallen
I pull up on em, put em in they collar
See the the ops rollin, I got heaters on me, I’m gon end it slowly if he wanna talk
Fifty on me, I’m gon pop it off, and I got targets dropping, I could send a shot

Forty catchin bodies, keep the Glock on my hip
Muhfucka talking stupid, he got popped in his shit
Your wig split, crack and bodies, I leave blood in they spit
I keep that razor wire tucked, I wrap the bat, make em flip flop
Your clique soft, pussy y’all ain’t shit get your bitch shot
Hands up in his pocket, trade his soul for his wrist watch
And I don’t fuck wit witnesses, they stories all criss crossed
I grip glocks, pullup spin the block like a pit stop

Im with the gang
*blech*
Leaving em gully, he breakdown
We turn em haunted, he scarred in the skully, his skeleton glass when it breaks
Forty been uppin it, open up, see em I run up, he falling right into his grave now
Bitch I’m the gravedigger, watch your body decay, put the Glock to yo face

GRAVEDIGGER (prod. NetuH x ³³marrow) (Video in Desc.)

Limbo

Witchouse 40k - LOCUST EFFECT (prod. mark veins x ³³marrow)
Mixed and mastered by ³³marrow
Cover by Istasha the Scrub
747 HHM TRASH

Music Video: https://youtu.be/CH9pPM24k5g

The sky may break & fall when the masses overpower the sun, this is the truest sense of unified destruction. Fueling such a plague is a bounty of vegetation following unusually heavy rains, growth, and abundance. All new living food growth means the landscape can support a huge number of rapidly feeding insects and creatures that thrive in the dark. Together, we swarm.

LOCUST EFFECT (prod. mark veins x ³³marrow) (Video in Desc.)

Bitch I'm riding with that clever no me guasta policía
D e l i r i u m always blowing out your speakers
Got a bad lil senorita got her shaking like a seizure
They wont recognize your features when I send you to the reaper

I don't fuck with all these leeches sucking dick up in my DMs
Tryna hit me for a feature I don't work with fucking peons
Bitch I'm always fuckin rolling tryna smoke away my demons
Everybody getting smoked I don't need any fuckin reason

I feel fucked
Never felt the same when I was 13 hit the blunt
Now I'm feeling withdrawals and I'm itching at my lungs
Bitch I hope it kills me bitch I hope I smoke a ton
Come and meet me in the pit and imma leave your body slumped

Hit that motherfucker with the 30 from jump
Got that ski mask on my face I x them out love when they run
All black robes around around my body got me lookin like a nun
I don't know how else to say this bitch you ain't the fuckin one

Bitch I'm coughing up my lungs I put in his body in a blunt
On bad lil bitches known to stunt I stand on business what you want
And I don't fuck with none these others they can stay put in the gutter
Dying breed too fuckin rare Ill make them know me and my brothers

Bitch I'm riding with that clever no me guasta policía
D e l i r i u m always blowing out your speakers
Got a bad lil senorita got her shaking like a seizure
They wont recognize your features when I send you to the reaper

I don't fuck with all these leeches sucking dick up in my DMs
Tryna hit me for a feature I don't work with fucking peons
Bitch I'm always fuckin rolling tryna smoke away my demons
Everybody getting smoked I don't need any fuckin reason

anatomy of a leech (prod. zodiacc)

purge! x R i c o x TH3 KXD - HEARTSTOPPER [prod. SoundsLikeRico]

prod nug
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die
Cover by: https://www.instagram.com/sathvriel

Lyrics:
I came out the gutter
I stayed with my brothers
We put him down under 
The shotty like thunder 
Said fuck all your honor 
yo bitch in a collar 
she turned to a crawler 
She sucked for a dollar 
she fucked for the guala 
fucking on somebodies daughter 
don’t know her name 
Cuz I won’t even bother 
I been a menace 
Even since a toddler 
crazy and manic 
I play with my choppa 
No nle choppa 
But I’m with the shotta’s 
I know y’all pussies 
cuz none of y’all shot us 
Bust his head open 
like fucking piñata’s
do what I wanna 
& do what I gotta 
The fear I will conquer 
Sit with my thoughts and I ponder 
How did I end up here?
Sometimes I wonder 
My demons i conjure 
Won’t live to much longer 
Only reason I’m still here 
Cuz I’m stronger  
Humans cannot stand the curse 
Of the father 
Drinking his blood 
turn the blood into water 
First imma stalker 
And then imma robber 
I am the hunter 
Welcome to the slaughter 
Suicide ritual 
I will not stop her 
See you In hell 
you will suffer 
I hope the devil accepts my new offer 
You’ll see all the power 
There’s blood in the rain 
So I wait for the shower 
I am the king at the top of the tower 
Emperor prophet was born to devour 
I come alive at the witching hour 
Try to fight me but I counter 
Scream the war cry
it can’t get and louder 
Turn him to ashes and powder
I am the leader
Take care of my scouters 
watch out for prowlers 
I can’t associate with any cowards 
Dig up a grave 
And you turn into flowers 
I'm with a pack of the wolves and they're howlers
Spewing this hate and the taste is so sour 

Sword and a shield 
With the rage that I feel 
It’s a war in my head 
And I’m hungry for kills 
Take out the dagger 
And peel 
Visual memory
Nothings more real 
It’s so intense 
It’s surreal
Welcome to battlefield 

Welcome back home
To a world thats unknown
To a place that’s so cold
I can feel it in my bones 
The devil took my soul 
Now it’s his own
I’m in the zone
Better watch your tone

Welcome to The Slaughter

prod diklordefenil
Cover: https://www.instagram.com/_lost_amaterasu_/
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die

Lyrics:
I was never happy whatchu talking about? 
bitch I’m with the gang so we all hopping out 
put him the ground he’s with the worms now 
Pulled up with a rifle shoot the whole crowd 
Everybody yelling out get the fuck down 
Put a 12 gauge right inside of your mouth 
Fucking on shawty I’m fucking up on your spouse 
Creeping In the house bitch I’m quiet as a mouse 
Light up the gasoline the house doused 
Shut the fuck up don’t make a damn sound 
Shawty got lost and never got found 
Blunts to the face I just smoked a pound 
need a whole p ain’t copping a fucking ounce 
Everybody knows me I run this town 
I can turn a mutha fuckin smile to a frown 
Gold on my body like a king and a crown  
Don’t follow me into the water cuz you’ll all
drown 
Spinning on the block like a merry go round 
You belong in a circus you’re really all clowns 
I’m with the dogs yeah the mutha fuckin hounds
Got guns like a Texan but I’m not from the south 
So many bullets inside you lost count 
can’t wait to meet the opps 
& show em what I’m about  
Automatic rifles when I shoot shits loud 
I am a legend it got me feeling profound 
Every time I drop a track all I do is astound 
Drop to your knees for the prophet & bow 
No squares in my circle that shits not allowed 
Imma do yo ass foul 
& bitch we ain’t buddies 
No you’re not my pal 
They talk about you 
I say who? Like owls 
If you ever mention you
You should be proud 
Like the dragon born 
Every time I shout 
Send you up to heaven 
Cuz I live in hell
The carcass gon rot 
It’s a foul smell
Will I ever stop killing?
Only time will tell

VAMP GIRLS!!

Don't Fight Skeletons (Prod. Eraze)

Cocaine blower, bumps of snow
Sneeze-sniff-go, invigorate the nose
I can’t smell what you’re cooking now
Cardiac Arrest, imma burst a valve
Acid Blotters, Looney Toons
Seeing stuff move inside the room
Decorated squares of assorted paper
Put a couple drops on it now or later
K lady, Special K
Bad memories, dream-like states
Kidney problems and stomach pains
Inhale slow, exhale the same
MDMA E-Bongs
Buyin' 'em all for the soccer moms
I lost a bunch of my appetite
I’m so depressed, I ain’t feeling right because

I want to die tomorrow
And you're really in the way
And I seek comfort in sorrow
And I know you feel the same

Embalming fluid, rocket fuel
Let’s smoke some right after school
Now the world seems a little free
I don't really think about self injury
From the floor to infinity
From next door to infinity
From one whore to infinity
I wanna die like a Kennedy

Tomorrow comes today
Taking everything I can take
Nothing ever does come my way
I'll scream the sun away (Huh-oh)

I want to die tomorrow
And you're really in the way
And I seek comfort in sorrow
And I know you feel the same

Huh-oh, Huh-oh
Huh-oh, Huh-oh
Huh-oh, Huh-oh
Huh-oh, Huh-oh

ZillaKami - TOMORROW (Prod+ Yung Germ)

PROD BLUNT CHRIST
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die
Cover by: https://www.instagram.com/sathvriel

(LYRICS)
PROPHET:
Rollin smoking I got potent 
Pass the blunt keep it in motion 
Pour the wock up like it’s potion 
Got these baddies that I’m ghosting 
Cuz I know they’re out here hoeing 
get em wetter than the ocean 
Cuz they know the prophets toting 
Like a river got em flowing 
Spread her legs and keep em open 
Pound the pussy leave it swolen
I want head there’s no eloping 
always knew that I was chosen 
Junkies round me overdosing 
I don’t care my heart is frozen 
Do a show while out in Poland 
Sell it out and keep on going 

I had to get in my bag 
Head to the bank 
& never look back 
Selling the pack
Staying on track 
I got the gat
brains on the mat 
That is wrap 
So many guns 
Like i live in Iraq 
Gunning em down 
They’re under attack 
I got a missile 
I feel like a tank 
Imma street general
That is my rank 
Rolling up sticky
Im smoking on stank 
Puffin on cookies 
I love all the dank 
You’ll never get me 
I’m out the gang 
Moving like g’s 
& talking in slang 
Talking on gang 
And you’re getting slain 
Promise I’ll make you remember the name 
It’s prophet to the fucking grave!

MILITXNT:
Nothing in my pocket cus I’m always spending shit popping pills I’m feelings sick  feelings like a woozy bitch got me feeling like a lunatic I’m always in the pit 

always feeling like a junkie yeah I need to take a sip 

I need to chill I need a pill I’m feeling ill feelings like I’m dying with a plan to spill a kill aye 

I’m dying out of anger hit that bitch up with the hammer pick him up and hit the slammer hit ya mouth correct ya grammar 

Popping like a rocket bouta take what in ya pocket Glock up in ya eye it’s out ya motherfucking  socket 

stop looking at Glock I’m bout to drop u on ya top 30 rounds will leave u shocked boutta hit up on ya block never fucking with the opps spill the blood up on ya socks smelling gas u hear a pop boutta blow that fucking shot

PROPHET X MILITXNT - 30 ROUND'S

CHIP & SHATTER (Prod. Ko$te)

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Lord Gasp:

Fuck that, finna feed from their souls
Acting like a soldier till I pop the skull
Line em all side to side like they animals
Sodium hydroxide till they decompose

Hey! if you think about me i creep out the crypts
Ima come to your bed and eat out your ribs
And i think that it's a little bit bitter
Yeah from what i remember your bitch tasted better!
On my wrist i wear the rest of all their veins
Cataclysm mercenary with the blade
In a hurry i bury him in a minute
Keep his spinal cord and go tangle that up in my curtains

Paris green, Yung ditto, Lord Gasp
Split personality but i'm wearing no mask
Hoe said she want it Nastii, fuck her with the feet (Feat)
40k on the table i split that with my g's

Nastii:

No illusion I been working
I ain’t sleeping 
Lately I been barely human
Saw you fold
Cause you talk about all the shit u been doing 
You get rolled 
Toss turning 
Body purple from the bruising 
Hold tight 
All this spite 
That shit be ready for abusing 
I need combat
Fuck em all these people 
Waiting for they chance 
Got a knife up to yo spine
When you get that first advance 
All you built yeah look around
Just a castle made of sand 
Go ahead, step inside 
Little sacrificial lamb 
Fuck that 
Coming in swinging 
When we done 
We leaving gasoline in 
Burn it to the ground 
That’s message 
Go ahead and fucking read it 
Paint the city black
Stomp out everybody kneeing 
Wrap the bodies in the flag
I know the feds is gonna see it

Witchouse 40k:

Pull up to the party I ain’t lookin like I’m sober
Walkin out the coffin yeah I’m finna feel social
Walking out tour body got some blood up on the Gosha
Pull up to the party just to act like I don’t know ya

Pipe down, done gone
Trash on the mask, I don’t fuck with VLONE
Black for the casket, bad to the bone yuh
Veins full of habits, past full of ghosts

Hello, I’m looking like a witch I guess you didn’t get the memo
Finger on the stick I’m in the game you in the demo
Said he want a feature so I send him to my Venmo
Coughing like I’m sick I’m rolling smoking on the endo
Hello, I’m shooting at your clique I leave em looking like jello
Cutting up a brick I stack a hunnid like some legos
Only wearing collars, I got diamonds on the bezel
Click clack, cock back, take his diamonds with extendos

Lord Gasp :

Fuck that, finna feeding from their souls
Acting like a soldier till I pop the skull
Line em all side to side like they animals
Sodium hydroxide till they decompose

Hey! if you think about me i creep out the crypts
Ima come to your bed and eat out your ribs
And i think that it's a little bit bitter
Yeah from what i remember your bitch tasted better!

MUSIC VIDEO

CAUSTIC SODA  ft. Na$tii & Witchouse40k  [prod. Na$tii]

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lyrics:
I’ll punch a nigga lights out
Pull up to my city 
I’ll show you what this life bout
Betta watch yo damn mouth 
When you talk about me
Or you could end up on a tv screen 
Take caution or end up in a coffin
Take caution or end up in a coffin
Take caution or end up in a coffin
Nigga take caution or end up in a coffin 
Bitch 

Aye we stackin niggas till they hit the ceilin
Too many bitches in this world 
That’s just how I’m feelin
Dealin and servin these niggas 
That’s thinkin they tough 
Torture and bother these niggas 
Till I had enough (huh)
You not really from the rough 
I fucked yo bitch and I promise you 
That she like it rough 
You wanna talk pull up 
I’m down to discuss
Line you in chalk then walk 
And frown in disgust 
I wanna look in the eyes of my killer
Sometimes I wanna try to 
Cease to be alive 
But theeen I neva try 
And I can neva cry 
Cause I’m so numb and dry 
I wanna die 
But then I don’t 
Cause I got so much to live fo
And you don’t 
They say they gone pull up 
But we know that they won’t 
I can really get yo info
Let me know 
Cause I’m bout to drain yo money to zero 
Nigga

I’ll punch a nigga lights out
Pull up to my city 
I’ll show you what this life bout
Betta watch yo damn mouth 
When you talk about me
Or you could end up on a tv screen 
Take caution or end up in a coffin
Take caution or end up in a coffin
Take caution or end up in a coffin
Nigga take caution or end up in a coffin 
Bitch

Caution Yellow Tape

Of all the places I could be, I just want to be here with you.

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