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Back and forth you play the board
The score its yours
Suffer from the swelling
Chances are I'm dwelling on the past
Save the last dance
Never romance
No the buzz it won't last
Save the headache for the morning
What are you wanting from me
Calling me
Liquor's your problem I see
Wouldn't be sayin those 3
Under the influence
Back on your knees
All I'm tryna say is damn
You make it hard for me
Weaker than I'll ever be
A succubus suckin' out my soul its bliss

At first I was seeing potential
Now I'm regretting the day that I met you
Sippin' the bottle to try and forget you
Convinced in my mind that the devil he sent you
Caving in I call your phone and I hope that you're Pickin' up
Hate the fact you only wanna talk to me when you get drunk
Why do I like the abuse
Chemically physically mentally too
You strangled my heart inside of a noose
Yeah the liquor is not an excuse
It's three am and you're all alone
Had to much Tanqueray
Pickin' up your phone you see my name
I'm only one call away

A pretty lush
Pretty much
One more shot before we touch
Is that enough?
Enough's enough
If it's not lust
Then call my bluff
There's tension
Not to mention
I fucked up
But learned my lesson
Let it go
I'll count my blessings
Or rest In peace
With no possessions
Im weakened thinking
What's the meaning
In this game
I'm lost completely
Hot and cold
This empty feeling
If it's the end
Then kiss me sweetie

Just fade like the plague
Ima go missing
Don't worry
Your pestilence kill me
I'm drunk on it
You want me
You need me
You promised it
Calling me up at the height of the moon
Keep barking you a fool
A second more of my time
And I swear that I'll ghost
Who am I playing
I sweat when I see you approach
Not to mention I'm a head case
Just a little front to hide it on my best days
Now I'll never never know
What really was the best case scenario
You got my head fucked
Spiraled down into a black hole

Pretty Lush Feat. MVKO

IG: https://www.instagram.com/shade666apollo/

Ft. @8corpses
Prod. @clipthat
Mixed & Mastered by @yungmercykill
Cover Art by https://www.instagram.com/whoismuski/ x https://www.instagram.com/danzaro.jpg/

Lyrics:
Penned this shit in the Necronomicon, on page 13
Tormented by the evil that I spawned, tryna hurt me
The darkness takin' over all of those that surround me
Fought off the evil dead and now they all workin' for me
Slowly but surely, battlin' the demons that I'm summoning
They huntin' me
Odd occurrences occurring and they are quite puzzling
It's troubling
My own reflection turnin' on me
All my problems keep on doubling
The bridge that I crossed is crumbling
Stuck inside of this hell, I know the darkness is lovin' me
And I'm startin' to love it back
Threshold surpassed, no goin' back
My mind is not intact
In fact, I think it's long gone
Demons tauntin', want me dead by dawn
Make a weapon out a setback, fill the void of what was lost
Ask me for a handout, greet you with a chainsaw
Suffer on until the pain's gone
Turn an L into a checkmate
Became a knight from a pawn

Sayin' that the road is bumpy is an understatement
Murderous neurodivergent
Convoluted with these tangents
Keep that shit tucked
Like a marsupial
Bringing death is visceral
But I always move methodical
Nothing will find you
Not even the luminol
Immolate your corpse
Spectating it getting burned
Ripping apart your flesh like pulled pork
The visuals quenching the evil in me that was parched
Remove you from this life
More gruesome than a bailiff
This is your assassination
Juggle your limbs like a celebration
It's time for dissection
Keepin' you awake
With injections
There's no stopping it
Like contraception
Your way of life is a contradiction
You're pro prohibition, then go and drink for recreation

Page 13

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Page 13 ft. 8corpses (Prod. CL!PPED)

WITCH MAFIA (PROD. K4STET)

$ai the Ghoul x Skorn I never wanted to die (prod. heks)

BODY CELL (feat. JMATTSON & WITCHOUSE40K)

It's that demon from the Green
It's that demon from the Green
It's that demon from the Green
It's that demon from the Green
It's that demon from the Green
Witches pull up trynna tempt me
I see leeches when I dream
There ain't nothing y'all could tell me
Boy it's 2023
How y'all smoking on some Reggie?
Bitch I came up real quick
Motherfuckers wanna behead me

It's that king of all the ash
I don't think about my past
Lots of rapper want my cash
But everything they do is ass
I'll be smoking on some hash
Leaving bodies in my path
I got fiends that shaped my craft
Boy my shit like monster mash

Hara Kiri on the banner
Cut their stomach, kill em slowly
Scanner darkly, hiding hammers
Chop the swish up like I'm Kobe
Like Montana with my banter
Bitch I really feel like Tony
Pumping mana, smoking cana
In your bitches macaroni

Grassman
Fucking Grassman
I'm in the trees smoking strands
Like the fucking Grassman
Holly back up in this bitch
I'm rolling blunts of headband
Take my top off, I'm a Lich
Check the fucking back hand
All you pussies want the kicks
Till I lace, not talking vans

Bitch I sterilized my paradise
It ended up a mound
I been vilified and demonized
I broke down to a sound
Till I feel the tides, I'll terrorize
The missing in your town
Fill a telluride with tanerite
And drive it through your house

It's that beaner from the woods
Hollow steady raised by hicks
In a tundra full of goods
I could roll or shoot or sniff
I been smoking backwoods
I already said that shit
I'd just murder if I could
I don't care about a list
Hoe

GRASSMAN (Prod. GA$H A$HEN x SKILL SYRUP)

i feel nun but tire n hunger
go till ya ya retire ma number 
drose drose drose
u calling me sire next summer
no fightin da fire das under
u deal wit wat dire in droves
drose d rose rose 
follow da flowers wit flows
follow the flowers wit flowers
(cds) see these they take hours to grow
(rows) rose rose rose rose rose
she wana shower like hoses
im wading da water for hoes
stand up split da sea like im moses
my shot landed right onna nose
nose nose wat im whipping nobody knows
ya smell me
if im trippin could ya tell me i cant tell b
couple rips in im hi den a heli
we done gettin fried hit da deli
help me 
i been living ma life so unhealthy
thinking bout wat da grind could still get me

spun ma wheels n im tired n empty
done deals wit da pirates fa pennies
fuck feeling desire shi b da death of me

im prolly too wired to feel dis ecstasy 
im prolly too weird for u sit next to me
yet u still conspire to make a mess wit me

i got u on fire u tryn have sex wimme
lil girl u a liar take off ya dress please
u gotta stop pop n drop while i j roll real quick
u could j go head n mop it u dont got hold da dick
lets see if we could feel where each other souls is

i feel nun but tire n hunger
gon make ya retire ma number 
drose drose drose
u calling me sire next summer
no fightin da fire das under
u deal wit da liars in droves
drose d rose rose 
follow da flowers wit flows
follow the flowers wit flowers
(cds) see these they take hours to grow
(rows)rose rose rose rose rose

drose prod cvs

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)

PROD. SIXTHELLS

SAVE US

CAN SOMEONE SAVE US ✕ TAKE ME AWAY YUH ✕ SAME OLD FACES ✕ MURDER CASES

YEAH I PULLUP ALL BLACK AND I KILL IT ✕ IM A MICROPHONE ASSASSIN LIKE JAMMIE (JROCK) ✕ AINT NO ON NO WANT OF THAT WHEN I GET IT ✕ AND THEY SAY THEY WANT IT FAST WATCHEM MISS IT ✕ AND IM WINNIN’ ✕ IAND I DO IT FASTER THEN EMINEM ✕ I DON’T REGRET SOMETIMES WHEN I’M SINNIN’ ✕ YOU GOT BURIED LAST NIGHT POPPIN’ SEALY ✕ TAKE ANOTHER FUCKING CHANCE ANOTHER LIVING

CAN SOMEONE SAVE US ✕ TAKE ME AWAY YUH ✕ SAME OLD FACES ✕ MURDER CASES

SAVE US

This is a very difficult song for me to release, so I really hope you guys enjoy it 💜💜💜💜

YOU'RE FUCKING YOUR HEALTH

You 'finna fuck around, get dusted out
Lay a finger on me put you down
I've had enough, I scream so loud
I'll fuckin' drown

You a fuckin' clown
Booze up in you're gut, you're layin' down
Wake up and fuckin' repeat the sound
Don't even know what you speakin' 'bout

Now you passin' out
Now you passin' down
All of the problems you have with yourself
Blamin' the people around, beat 'em down

But later you'll find you're just fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health

You're fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health

You're fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health
You're sick of yourself

You're fuckin' your health
You're sick of yourself
Don't give a fuck about anyone else
Why are you lyin' and sayin' you're well, sayin' your well? Fuckin' your health

You're fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health

You're fuckin' your health
You're sick of yourself

You're sick of yourself

SAVE US

Sixthells