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Sixthells

Prod. Sixthells

Lets go fuck it got nothing to lose
Calling me like what's the move
Grinding from the start
Take my step might learn a thing or two
Stack it stack it ah
Check her face then check her hearth
Yeah
Never get enough
Swear I'll never get enough 
Yeah
Feeling like I'm fucking locked-up
And I'm stuck-up in a box shed
Tying me up with a knot
Fuck that man can't get in my head
You better take it take your shot
I'm never gonna speak up
Different creature aye
I'm a motherfucking demon
Not in the bleacher 
Standing a feet away

They losing hope I still remain
I'm going home don't wait for me
They losing hope I still remain
I'm going home don't wait for me

Still feel like a ghost
2 years passed out still undone
Spit all that rage from my core
They hate on me but I don't feel a thing
Thank you my fans now I can free my wings

But where did he go
Man its hard to grow
Fly then rise above
Pick from right or wrong
Your castle walls ain't strong enough I know
Fear the faith of gods strike a lightning down your throat
Fear of finding love
Drown my sorrows in the snow

ANTI-EVERYTHING

PRE-SAVE MIXTAPE https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/sixthells/devils-way-2

PROD. SIXTHELLS

I NEED MY SPACE
I WAS GOING TOO FAST
I WAS GOING NOWHERE
LIVIN' IN THE PAST
SHIT MAN I BEEN THERE
TRIPPIN' BOUT MY HEAD
TALKING TO MYSELF
AIN'T NO TIME TO WASTE
I NEED TO CHILL
TAKE A BREATH
STANDING STILL
FUCK I CAN'T
PAY THE BILLS
THAT'S ALRIGHT
KILL ANOTHER BEAT
YEAH BUT I CAN'T SLEEP
REAPER WEEPING
AM I DREAMING

WHAT'S THE REASON TO LIVE
IF WE END UP SO FUCKED UP
NEVER HAD NO FEELINGS 
MAN I WISH I HAD SOME
LOOKING APPEALING
DEEP DOWN IT'S ALL DUST
FUCK THIS SEASON
EVERYONE IS OUT OF LOVE

Yeah
Yeah
I FEEL THAT
I'M JUST GOING THROUGH THE SAME
FUCKED UP MANE
WAS ABOUT TO BREAK A CHAIN
FELT A WHIPLASH
THEN A LIGHTNING CROSSED MY BRAIN
SUN DOWN
LIGHTS OFF
WORKING ON MY AIM
NOW I'LL NEVER MISS A SHOT
TEST YOUR LUCK
SEE WASSUP
PULL THAT TRIGGER 
OR YOU GON DIE
FUCK THE COPS
FUCK HIM UP
MIDDLE FINGER TO THE SKY
FUCK YOUR GODS
FUCK A PRAYER
FUCK THE LORDS
FUCK THE MAYORS
FUCK EM ALL
THEY AIN'T WITH US

LYRIC VIDEO

MAYHEM

LYRICS FROM A GRIMOIRE -prod LIL $WEDDEN

SHXLO x FAUXCUS - Poison [Remastered]

reprod: fauxcus
guitar: descent

mixed by fauxcus
vocals: shxlo x fauxcus
written by shxlo x fauxcus


LYRICS:

SHXLO:

i’ve been staying down but now i’m in the ground
now i’m wondering if i’m in the wrong here
staring at the crowd and i think i found my sound but i guess we all gotta face our fears

FAUXCUS:
stay 6 feet with a mask don’t get too close
or you might get infected
put a play on words, just avoid me if you can cause i’m bad news yeah i’ll turn your world around 
what you gonna do when i leave at noon i’ve got better things to do than worry bout you
feel my cold warm touch, oxymoron is a must
cause i’m playing on my words and you don’t know who to trust

i’ve been staying down point my head at the ground got me wondering if i’m in control here
you can leave it up to me
broken trust
hopeless dreams
now i’m wondering
why’d you do that to me 

SHXLO:
tell me is it really wrong tell me is it really right
imma spend another night just to get away
poison me with a glance got me stuck in a trance got me caught in the lies while i bide my time
i don’t know what to do when hatred is all i know
it seems i was lost in my ways i could never grow
something take control i tried to make it go but it’s always in my mind i’ll wait for you
gotta make it la save for it a rainy day i have found my one true path in life

thanks for listening

POISON [Remastered]

I Am What I Am.mp3

HUH (phaeton the god)

SEEING RED (feat. Witchouse40k)

SEEING RED ft. Witchouse 40K

We’re back... 

Tracked/Mixed/Mastered by @thornwallstudios 
Produced by @thornwallstudios 

Lyrics 

VERSE 1: Eidolon 

Been a long time but bitch I need mine 
Too many pressures pushin my spine 
Sing a sad song but look you aint die 
Butcher this beat my meat be mankind 
Chewin on bullets sippin on rye 
Too much now my liver ain’t right 
Came back a wolf I kill and you cry
Summoned back bitch we permanent night 

Spun around quick like your crosses 
Two sick for the mother fucking office 
You sit on a bed of fear and caution 
We’re on a mountain of mother fucking coffins 
It’s awesome 

Since I was a kid I knew that we was something special 
Mix a little bit of depression with a bit of heavy metal 
Add a pinch of some hip-hop mix in some deadbeat dads and then 
divine intervention that would off your fucking head 

Still go ape shit 
You hate it 
The coven still the greatest 
from shows in the basement 
To making a statement 
 
VERSE 2: Richmaiden

two cuts how’d I miss my vein 
so close but I’m so far away
way down to the coast line 
don’t give a fuck about a co-sign 
anybody wanna know why maiden be afraid to close his eyes?
I don’t wanna see the ghosts in my dreams 
nah ion wanna see a ghost when I wake up in the middle of the night again 
screaming and gripping tight onto anything I can feel or fear anything that I might have been 
I will never be no one 
I, the lone abondoned son 
I got willett in my cup you sipping on jameson
wanna be able to feel like i can pull myself together somehow 
wanna be able to rest my soul when the sun goes down 

I still hear you in my conscience 
you’re so far away...

PACT (prod. Thornwall)

MVKO 

Man down,
Choppa clean you up like sham-wow
Hellhounds,
Hungry pits inside the dog pound
12 rounds,
Stand inside the ring get knocked out,
Big mouths,
Talkin all that shit you ain't bout

Smokin on that loud it shake the windows call it sonic boom,
Open up the pit we get to swingin watch us clear the room,
Dr doom blinded from the sunlight walkin out my tomb
Fuck you bitin motha fuckas leave you sweeped dont need a broom,
Lack of oxygen I dont breathe I dont need that,
Thinkin that you hard until we pull up change yo mindset
Im steady smokin pounds while you struggle for a dime bag,
Hollow point sent through your head for free dont need a price tag,
If lifes a game of chance I'll press my luck never gonna fold,
Eyes rolled back I saw my rest until the knife cuts through my bone,
I'm a soul of Roanoke meet my gaze and turn to stone,
Ghost with a cut throat watch the blood run down your walls,

X2
No russian I'm in the lobby wit a pump bitch,
All I needs one shot catch a body when that slug hits,
No I never heard of yuh its 1v1 on terminal, 
Intervention quick scope your fate is irreversible 

JMATTSON 

Breaking down some bud bitch we out the mud count it up 
Not too many motherfuckers that I’m down to trust loud as fuck 
When we walk in you can smell us looking flyer than propellers 
There ain’t shit that you could tell us little bitch 
Run it up run it up 
Most these rappers dumb as fuck
double h m you bitch we bout this shit we steady coming up 
What the fuck what the fuck 
Excellent we nothing but 
You gone pass the blunt or what 
These Haters we gon fuck em up hoe
All these motherfuckers on some weak you shit you got me fucked up if you think that I ain’t peep it how come all the sudden everyone a bunch of leaches ran off with my style I got more you can keep it bitch 
You know what the fuck it is
8 grams in the wood you be smoking on them twigs 
Never smoking mid got gelato in the spliff that’s your girl tell me why the fuck she all up on my dick

WITCHOUSE 40K

Fall back/
Suck a dick, lil pussy boy
You ain’t got a .40, takin selfies with a toy, hoe/
Nerf gun thug bro, I destroy his ego, I feast on yo kinfolk like they were a meal/
I just copped a deagle, my sight on yo hero/
I’m digging up graves and they calling me zero/
I look like a rot, boy you act like a beagle/
Your life is so fake like you working at regal/
Pullin up hit with an uzi, knockin em out like I’m selling him roofies/
I just got blood on my soobies/
Red bottom walking I’m walkin on rubies/
She saying use me, drape me in Louis, I ain’t a noobie suckin that dick/
Takin a groupie, making her boujee, now I got Lucy all on my dick/
Turning your ass into ash like a pyro, hollowtips fire breathing call em spyro/
Fuckin a bitch in the back, aye/
Fuckin a bitch for the bag, aye/
Hittin a lick and I’m calling it quites, and I’m cutting a brick that I stash in the whip/
Indica zip hit me up for the ick and I’m fuckin yo butch with my dick in her ribs/
Poppin out, bitch I walk it out while you on your couch/
Smoke em out, bitch I’m rolling pounds, only rolling loud/
Bulletproof, but they fall in down, feed em to the crowd/
Hellhounds running through your town, no ain’t no bodies found/
Blech

ZERO feat. JMattson & Witchouse 40k (Prod. Santos Santana)

MOBBS RADICAL x LOWEYEZ DUUG x MVKO- THE GATHERING(PROD. MOBBS)

God's Mistake (Prod. by Red the Maestro)

SIXTHELLS x WITCHOUSE 40k - BLACKBLOOD

[PROD. SIXTHELLS]
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I couldn’t back off
Had me chained up good
But im back now
Aye
Yea I never should 
Trust you 
Now my cup is full 
Till im drowning
Check these racks im counting
All a suddent
Acting like Iike I found it
But im just as fucking flawed
They look at my like Im a ghost
Move in silence where the smoke?
Got my whole gang lit
Yea the squad gon hunt you down 
If you acting like a bitch
Bow down to us
We don’t follow up
We don’t rob no damn shit
We just work for it
Yea your gimmick imma break
Break your face witouth delay
Hit so fast you wont see me 
Maybe my shadow if im late
Aye
6 feet
Dragged down
I Don’t care bout cash now
Shoot em up till final countdown
You try to fuck it up
But now your time is up
Sixthells is here but now im signing off


Don’t talk talk to me
Don’ t walk up to me
Don’t even look at me nah

I wanna break shit yuh
Get the fuck out my face
I can’t take it uh
Demons they say that I will not make it huh
Bitch what the fuck is it you're thinking fool
I wanna break shit yuh
Delinquent I hate when you say shit fuck
You and your crew you won’t make it damn
I can’t even help what I’m saying
No complaining

God damn god damn
Im the man im the man
Do my dance do my dance
Nah I'll shut the fuck up take a picture
Flash when I ride im going quicker
No mistakes Namaste im the winner
It'll last look back at the picture
It'll last look back at the picture

HOSTILE FREESTYLE (feat. Prompto)

MVKO

You dont wanna see whats in my trunk, yeah,
One wrong move youll end up in the dump, yeah,
Blunt NSYNC hit it bye bye bye,
Your bitch in my dm say slide slide slide,
What you gonna say when we pull up, Bitch,
You a bitch boy you full of, shit,
I remember way back way back you were hating the kid,
Now all you bump my music and you say that I'm the shit,

Window tint,
5 percent,
Fourty fives and Kevlar vests,
Whole gang nice we fresh like crest,
Whole game know that hellhounds next,
Rocket in our pocket call it Elon space x,
Bitch we blowin up its time to face facts,
Pussy back down as soon as they pressed,
They won't run their mouth with 2 to their chest,

Im Better off alone,
Cemetery my new home,
Yall some clones,
To many motha fuckas tryna be your influence instead of making it your own,

Run up on me im ready,
Fracture your skull my fist to heavy,
Hole in your head my aim to steady,
Fuckin with the gang can prove to be deadly, bitch


WITCHOUSE 40K 
Comin from the trenches
Looking like a witch,
I’m an animal
Two cups, Double Glocks, And some adderall
Piped up wita gang, now yo gang
in abyss
Imma press em into print like a
 catalog
Cannibal, Always got a mask like I’m hannibal
I give no fucks when you throw up yo set
AK with tumaggz it cocked at your head
And I pullup to shows while you showin up dead
Blech
...fuck that bitch
Shawty gimme soul when you suck that dick
Aye yuh
Run that shit
Run up on a bag, Like I run this bitch
Gon run that shipment through yo mistress
Leave em sleepin wit the fishes,
Im the suspect you a witness,
I’m the sickness of yo visions
I been
I been seeing past all the fakes
Okay
I been gaining mad sin the bank
Okay
Pullup all gas, no brakes
Venom in the face, Wita chain fulla fans
I
Spit on yo consciousness, flippin yo confidence, I want to soul and I’m leavein em bodless
Taking yo oxygen,
All of it
I want
I’m in yo head and I feel like a colonist
Red dot On his nose, He looking Rudolph
I Rip the pockets I ain’t take the medula
Shawty suck me snake me up like Medusa
I fuck dat bish, and then I pass her to uber
Blechhhh
Smoke em like a bag
Now he elevating
I be liftin the bag
Like a heavyweight
Im wit my hellhound , we come from cages
Now we roam in the lands bouta desomate

King feat. Witchouse 40k [prod. Ghostie]

Lyrics:

Contorted, misguided
I had it, I lost it
Gettin sick and tired of keeping to myself
Eventually it'll lead me to a bottom of a well I'm

Contorted, misguided
I had it, I lost it
Gettin sick and tired of keeping to myself
Eventually it'll lead me to a bottom of a well

I'm a deadbeat, kill the old me
Slit my throat yeah, I've become the enemy 
So tired of the bullshit
Tell me there's a reason to go on
Living like it's clockwork
Living like a coward
Tired everyday memories turn sour

Contorted, misguided
I had it, I lost it
Gettin sick and tired of keeping to myself
Eventually it'll lead me to a bottom of a well I'm

Contorted, misguided
I had it, I lost it
Gettin sick and tired of keeping to myself
Eventually it'll lead me to a bottom of a well 

Reckless Behavior 
Sentimental coward 
You know you loved her

Contorted, misguided
I had it, I lost it
Gettin sick and tired of keeping to myself
Eventually it'll lead me to a bottom of a well 

Contorted, misguided
I had it, I lost it
Gettin sick and tired of keeping to myself
Eventually it'll lead me to a bottom of a well 

I'm a deadbeat, kill the old me
Slit my throat yeah, I've become the enemy 
So tired of the bullshit
Tell me there's a reason to go on
Living like it's clockwork
Living like a coward
Tired everyday memories turn sour

MAYHEM

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