Siege the Ladder
Run for the treasure 
In this kingdom
Of this dark era 
Replenish my sins
Or be burned to suffer
Can't trust no one soul
But ones own 
Id rather be told in the prophet 
Then known as a fallen tragedy 


Caged as an Artifact
Or statued for honorable legacy
Declared as the sacred one 
Hearing from the ancient ones 
Under the dying sun 
Hectic fuck
Not worthy for the Northman club
Even the barbaric don't trust 

Relentless
Demented 
Under pressure 
Heavy weighted armor 
Sharped sword for slaughter 
Extinguish the fire 
Thy Ashen Fallen 
Brought upon us 
Such a Hollow Grim Land
Grey and Dead 
Now that's expressive 
Reeking sickness

Black Plague Virus 
Seeking for Death
Its so peaceful but violent 
I know the Devil had a
Delightful agreement 
For the ownership of it 
Gloomy, foggy forest
Horror and fright combined 
Headless horseman swinging
heads off 
Like it's a sportsmanship

I needed to get that off my chest
Or else I would decompress

Exploring these like it's adventure time 
Back pack, equipment, weaponry 
Check the list 
Thorned branches 
Evil witches 
Saddened phantoms 
Dungeon skeletons 
Roaming around 
Trying to piece back together their own personal hell
Or purgatory, or faded story
I'm stygian saint and I'm tryna figue out the balance 
Id rather speak foolishly than be silenced 

Slice some enemies in half 
real steep
With the brotheren risen from grave
Wizardly tricks 
You can't fool me 
Unleash the beast 
Centauri
Collect souls
As a currency 
Dark souls is my remedy 
Filled with Horror and Comedy 
I guess you could say I'm a twisted confliction of both the light and the dark
Stygian Saint after all
Voidless and Radiant
Thy Ashen 
Uprising 
The Emerged Stygian 
Thy Tragic Angel whom has Fallen

Chronos (Prod. Stygian Saint x Wyte Trash)

FIRST SINGLE OFF MY UPCOMING TAPE NEXT YEAR!

PRODUCED BY ADAWG DA PIMPSTA

& DECEMBER 25TH, DROPPING A 3 TRACK EP! STAY ON THE MF LOOK OUT!

APPLE MUSIC - https://music.apple.com/us/album/takin-over/1786757133?i=1786757134

SPOTIFY - https://open.spotify.com/album/5bGwC0GmlnbzlEVHYXfSL5?si=uEZBC8g6TjekDFSO3Is0Uw

- LYRICS -

Gimmie gimmie gimmie gimmie all the fucking gwala
Sippin on that cranberry mix it up with vodka
When we kill a show is when these bitches wanna holla
But I don’t talk to none cause all I need is marijuana
Gotta take another flight then I head to Arizona
Where the weed put me to sleep now I’m in a kush coma
Got me feeling so high now I’m pouring up that soda
And the shit we spit is sick, causing you to get pneumonia
Fucking with my clique, you trick, make you freeze like South Dakota 
Got yo bitch all on her knees bowing down like I’m jehovah
Spazzing on these beats bitch hitting hard like supernovas
Always chillin with some killas smoking sippin on coronas
And if you don’t know by now it’s the madhouse taking over
Adawg on the fucking beat and we never staying sober 
And if you don’t know by now it’s the madhouse taking over
Adawg on the fucking beat and we never staying sober hoe

TAKIN’ OVER (PROD. ADAWG DA PIMPSTA)

DOOMSDAY (FT. ANTIEVERYONE)

#817MADHOUSE #FOREVERSACRED #KUSHKOSTA #WYNTER #ILLUSIONLUNA #EVILPIMP #MEMPHIS #PHONK #HELLDWELLER

HELL DWELLER [PROD. ILLUSIONLUNA]

OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO OUT NOW!

https://youtu.be/t9u_Qn-_Vxs?si=8UwgKnzhQCkqOfLu

SURPRISE DROP FROM THE MADHOUSE!
ENJOY, WE HAVE MORE OTW!

FEATURING
@ILLUSIONLUNASHAWTY
@DEADMANFILES
@KUSHKOSTA817

PRODUCED & COVER ART BY 97
(@404PARKER)

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— SUNKIST SHAWTY —

hatred and malice runnin thru my veins 
enter the madhouse nothing will remain 
straight the south 
pussy boy run that mouth
got my dick in ya spouse 
stay the fuck yo lane 
from the land of the worthless
i search for my purpose 
i’ve fallen from grace 
im the son of a serpent
yo whole clique is wack 
dump the clip out the mac 
ak tucked in the back
as it all fades to black 
laugh to the bank mane i count up my money  
bitch on my dick and she bounce like a bunny 
left hook his shit got his nose all bloody
it’s illusionlunashawty hoe you talkin to me funny?
don’t know ya bitch but she heard of the set 
fuck with my team have you on ya last breath 
talking that talk i ain’t even break a sweat
fuck everyone it’s madhouse to the death  

— WOCK JOHNSON —

I gotta question
who gonna run up on me who wanna die
the bed is there when your deceased
if you got some problems wit me
dont fw leafs glock hit yo flesh and yo teeth
i smell the fear bitch you reek
tired of keeping the peace
fire up and smoke up for me 
the dose getting higher
im wit the house at the top like we know
you niggas all selling yo souls fuck up 
yo fate put yo name in my notes
im feeling the energy close
walk in wit the pole
i bought it in chrome im taking ya hoe 
walk into yo home
we know what we know
put blood let it stain up yo clothes
smoke on yo dead in da cold 

— KUSHSKYWALKER —

I’m tired of this fucking shit it’s time to let it out hoe
They think that they with the shits but don’t know that I’m psycho
Came up from the funk, I’ll leave you dead up on arrival 
Dirty oaks is where I flipped them zips and got my title

Aiming for the top but we still got a couple miles
Mask stays on, when I’m killing just like Micheal
Slice yo head off then I’m breaking up your spinal
Madhouse coming thru, we squaded up like Marvel Rivals

Cruising thru the city lights
Fuck around we’ll start a fight
Test that shit and end your life
You just another homicide 
Cruising thru the city lights
Fuck around we’ll start a fight
Test that shit and end your life
You just another homicide 

Smoking on dat gas got me higher than a satellite
Glock nineteen got me contemplating suicide
Madhouse up now we finna start a genocide
Madhouse up now we finna start a genocide

817MADHOUSE - LOS ALAMOS (PROD. 97)

SINK STAINS (feat. SVND3RN) [prod. Luffysome X Sorrow Bringer]

moneydance (Ft. oozy) [Prod. Yungmexicanbih]

No More

Bitch im flexed up 
Gotta get the money 
Got my check up
I got the sauce 
They can’t catch up 
I got the sauce 
They can’t catch up 

Talking all that shit 
Pussyboy get your weight up
Big ballin im getting chips 
Fly as fuck these bustas talking  
They hating this 
Cold playa shit 
Bitch you know im one 
I don’t give a fuck 
Bust boy what you want son

Hatin on my name 
While I paper chase 
These mothafuckas 
Talking shit 
What the fuck you say 
Can’t say it mf 
Keep it in yo ass
Sick of all these bustas 
Talking shit 
You ain’t getting bread 

Big ballin
And that money 
Gon keep callin
All these fuckboys 
Keep on talking 
Do we really have a problem 
Tell me how is you gon solve it 
You gon end up with no wallet 
Talking guns I got a rocket 
Not gta pull it out my pocket 

But you won’t 

Couple hoes in my phone 
Yeah that bitch Sandy cheeks 
The way she gimme some some 
These mothafuckas going out broke 
Yall the same lames who talk shit 
Bitch I already know 

That they gonna playa hate
While a playa making bank 
Getting to that bread 
Bitch I ain’t worried about no skank
Yea I always been up late
Grinding bitch I gotta stay
All up on my grind 
Bitch you know im tryna be great 

Have steak on my plate 
Bitch you know what it is 
Bitch you know a playa 
Gonna worry about his business 
Stand up on that shit 
I ain’t really trippin 
All these bitches come and go 
Bitch you know what is
Flexed up 
Bitch you know i gotta the bread 
They really trippin with these bitches 
Bitch you know what they said 
Behind your back 
Now you never know 
So you gotta get through 
On your own until your gon so

AIN’T NO THANG PROD BXXGIEMANE

RESET

RESET (prod. by Mr. Sisco)

DARK SARCOPHAGUS

Continuing to grow and change as a whole and evolve each day. Conflicted with the light and dark. Member of Thy 🔮Guerrilla Records 🔮

https://linktr.ee/stygiansaint