death trap

THE EMPRESS

Tsar

Prod. Mixed Shot/Edited by Jon Sambrick at Thornwall

MUSIC VIDEO LINK: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hpE6TWPO97k

Eidolon Social Media Links: 
IG - https://www.instagram.com/eido.lon/?utm_source=ig_embed&hl=en
Spotify - https://open.spotify.com/artist/2af0UICiibSvK5HeYk5vLX?si=Vf7V9wrEQSS4MX2zS7YrAw 
SC - https://soundcloud.com/summonedsouls
Twitter - https://twitter.com/_eidolon

SNXP Social Media Links:
IG - https://www.instagram.com/snxp___/
Spotify - https://open.spotify.com/artist/1TuEq6lBCrVlTt984VeKt9?si=03F9gc-zTriW8LYeGTGDlA
SC - https://soundcloud.com/g-snap-1
Twitter - https://twitter.com/snxp___?lang=en

Thornwall Studios:
 https://www.thornwallstudios.com/page-a

Lyrics:

Eidolon:

Trapped in a bottomless pit
Surrounded by nothing so I can just wonder if I can exist
If this plane is crowded already with roots from the earth I resist
The pull to be one with the energy
I see the folds and creases
The rip in the wake is inevitable
So sleep, while the river runs over you hopeless
There's no dreams, with blanketed death as your poison
Point me, towards something to finally comfort
A blank sheet, because I can't tread water much longer
Down now watch me sink
A beacon burns bright from the sea
A Black cloud over the waves granting the ultimate key
Sound drowns out at the floor
Finally I can be free
The old crown lays at the door
One branch of the eternal tree
So break me from the mold
I just wanna go home
Can face this all on my own
The burden I bare on my bones
Shade me from the sky
My blemishes I wanna hide
Ephemeral high that I ride
Would die just to feel alive

Eidolon - Bounty ft. SNXP (Prod. Thornwall)

Tracked/Mixed/Mastered at @thornwallstudios
Beat produced by @pdickson
Guest verse by @bexeyswan

LYRICS

VERSE 1: SNXP (@g-snap-1)

Catch me blowing potent from the front side of the ocean 
coasting by the waves I’m floating holding no sense of emotion
loading location in motion with a clique now i’m golden 
Got my bitch motor boating its my way its bragadocious 
I don’t give a damn i just build one up 
Just to burn down i couldn’t give a fuck 
I give up one if i stuck through the rough
In the mud i’ve been swimming in 
Ditch ritalin the kids been mixing em business missions 
Switching benjamin now my pockets missing 
It’s still fuck you you opposition 
I don’t want you but i want you to listen to me

I was ditching school i did it all for you i couldn’t get a clue all i want is you  
Now I’m choking up under the blue moon

In a few if this true imma see you soon it’ll all be cool when we the coupe and i’m next to you 
Now we smoking up under the blue moon

VERSE 2: RICHMAIDEN

pardon me
i feel like i’ve been losing track of the people in my life
carry the weight of my bruvvas with a long stride
dem 110's have been around the block twice
closed mind and I'm in a different time zone now
owe it all to these sick nightmares
I fear it's all about to come crashing down 
so get the motherfuck out the way
I reckon imma lose my sense of identity 
harness all of my energy
coven with the planet switchaz 
flat roofin out the misery 
not a disciple
see i’m maiden revvin the kz
and i got that blood on my knees 
what the hell do they want from me?
i’m hosting a curse
40 bottle burst when i threw it at the brick wall 
double malt stains
not opposed to keeping my composure but for lack of better words when it’s supposed to fucking rain it fucking rains all day
blender bottle full of that tanqueray
little bit of tonic make it taste ok 
but tonight I can tell that I'll be drinking it straight 
coven be clique, lurking in the uk
chilling in pigalle with them gosha sweatpants
compass on my arm like a fuckin hooligan
on them cobblestone streets in my wtaps vans
risen from the crypt just to fall inside again
rich

VERSE 3: EIDOLON

So lost out of focus yeah I been here before
Sip my sorrow out the bottle got it killin me slow
Hard to swallow to a hollow pit of whispers from ghosts
I clutch the throttle hit the gas and let the wind hit the door
Now I got

Dispositions in the rearview 
let the smoke hit the glass
destination no clue but
Know I gotta make it  fast 
cut ties with the fortress
feelin like an outcast
So threw with the bullshit
middle finger to the past

Cus you used me up 
you're through with us 
It's useless rubix 
cubed shit up 
I bruised my fists from poundin dust 
I blew my nuts I lost my trust 
Slept stupid blue moon coo'd me up
got 2 blue suede shoes just 2 more brews
trip stupid 2 left boots in mud

Now I'm chilling with a Chelsie grin strolling down green street 
Chugging London gin in a pea coat weed breeze 
Hooligan mean streak 
Coven make ya knees weak 
Gang of fuckin fiends 
Carve a C watch your cheeks bleed


VERSE 4: BEXEY

???

GENNY BLUNTS ft. BEXEY (prod. New England Boy)

REST IN PARADISE PROHIBEO 
You will be missed but your legend will live on forever.

Re-upload since his old soundcloud got deleted

Produced by Yung Graves

Prohibeo x Richmaiden SS - OVERWATCH [Redux] RIP <3

Traitor/ Unmastered/ Proud. Duchman

Produced by: https://soundcloud.com/the-virus-uk

1st Artist: https://soundcloud.com/mikeysix666

2nd Artist: https://soundcloud.com/kruddtheguru

3rd Artist:  https://soundcloud.com/kkhancepts

Lyrics:

$ix:

I don’t give fuck 
Who the fuck you think you is boy
Coming with that shotty ready to body all these pigs boy
You ain’t even nothing but a bitch behind the mask with that attitude 
Put you in a cage like my bitch when she acting rude 
Heard you with the shits, tryna stunt upon the click 
You ain’t even stepping close 
Please just hop up off my dick  
All y’all really be cappin I’m laughing you clones a joke to me 
My click full of gorillas your homies the human centipede I make em bleed
Rest in piss mother fucker, try to diss undercover, shoot to miss you a sucker 
Plain and simple you a pussy that’s waiting to get fucked 
Won’t you step to my vicinity give you that nip tuck 
Wait what, I ain’t finished yet
Bitch just come correct 
I been aiming for the motherfucking head, not the neck 
Just another fucking rookie tryna dance with a vet 
Put respect upon my name, call me $ix don’t forget

KruddTheGuru:

fuck nigga
punk bitch nigga
yea im comin for your head nigga
make you kill yourself
I’ll poke your body while you dead nigga
ain’t nobody tell you I’m the motherfuckin grave digger
whip you like a Slave
beat you back to 12th grade nigga
you better change your direction
i got this tone on my hip that’ll make you change your complexion
another fatal blow
add another kill to my collection
you in LA wit connections
I’m in LA wit some weapons


you a chump nigga
what you want to do pussy boy
don’t be dumb nigga
sippin death juice
you can call it red rum nigga
girl call my phone like is you finish
i ain’t done wit him
ima Take him down
and everybody thats gon run wit him
you my son nigga
i should of raised you better
like you was the sun nigga
you can check the band width
and i ain’t talkin drums nigga
better stand tall in this bitch
because here i come nigga

Mula Kkhan:

And I bet he think he bulletproof 
AR-15 for the attitude 
I’m a nigga wit a attitude 
Gold on my neck they think I’m ice cube 
Big shells from the glock make crowd move 
Red dots on the skull they tryna car pool 
Red dots from the Poe I’m in bad mood 
I regin fire on a op they think I’m goku
Heavy shot , better drop, bet he flop
Bet he running wit his team 
Bet I kill the whole lot 
You know Kkhano had a dream , I get busy on a op 
Homcide for the cream and this tool ain’t a prop 
How can I live , how can I die, I been to hell
Tools on my side 
Wolves in a hive , swear I’ll never die 
Damn my soul , Kkhan has arrive

AbsoluteHorror - Ft. $ix | KruddTheGuru | Mula Kkhan

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)

Produced/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by @ThornwallStudios
MUSIC VIDEO LINK --> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=65v6bMqa6zg

Lyrics:

Eidolon:

You pussy willows ain’t got shit to show for nothin'
It’s open season on you bitches and we hunting
We hold it down so hard we keep on fuckin' crushing
You’re now tuned in to more hot shit it be The Coven

I’m a slave to this trip
Far from flames to the wrist 
Misbehave with your chick 
Can’t catch no shade in a ditch 
Hit that blade to your lip
Check your fade with my fist 
First you prayed now you twitch 
Roll with a maiden he rich 

I wanna sink my teeth in right
Get a better taste of life
Sleeping with demons I 
Never find peace of mind 

Don’t wanna slide through time 
I feel more alive at night
I can really feel inside 
Way more clear without light 

I wanna flip 
I wanna break shit 
I wanna live 
I wanna break shit 
I wanna die 
I wanna make this 
I wanna hate this 

I will not waste this  
I will not 
I will not
I will not waste this  
I will not 
I will not

Rich Maiden:

no way that i’ll ever be saved 
they ain’t ever gonna be able to locate me 
aye what you sipping on maiden?
i got the craig
ye sipping 122 no 80
ain’t no point in debating...
you can’t walk outside safely
these vultures sit on their stoops and just wait all day to break me

well all things must get broke 
maiden still losing hope 
might just hit up my shrink again 
midlife crisis evoked 
might just go by a boat 
that catamaran gone float down lake Cumberland adios 
Alec Bradley with the smoke 
Simo Häyhä with the scope
that thing go doo doo doo 
coven hoe we gone run up on you
little bitch you don’t sip barrel proof
that Kershaw blade slice like “shew”

tired of you lames why you acting like copies of carbon 
wickeder witch i got Busch in a can like i’m Harvick
give me a year before i end up dead and departed or posted in Lawrenceburg pounding some Russels Reserve with Eddie and Jimmy in the farmland 
#COVEN

Heaven Hill (prod. Thornwall) [MUSIC VIDEO LINK IN DESCRIPTION]

SLEEP TIGHT feat. TWENTYTHREE [prod. Desolate]

Produced by: https://soundcloud.com/the-virus-uk

Collective: https://soundcloud.com/deadvice

1st Artist: https://soundcloud.com/lildonttalk

2nd Artist: https://soundcloud.com/kutitupdoxx

3rd Artist: https://soundcloud.com/jaztxxextra

4th Artist: https://soundcloud.com/vendetta-vi

Lyrics:

Now ring the bell and bring the mic out
It’s Me and Vice on the front yard of ya hide out
To stick you up for thinking you could shine with all the lights out
And people wanna join the fuckin team like it’s the tryouts uhn
We give you everything we have so you can vibe in piece
Stackin paper up plotting on my big bro’s release
And life’s a fuckin animal but I control the beast
Cookin up a storm cause I’m bored so enjoy the feast
Boy you can’t ignore the heat, My niggas want more to eat
Niggas want war I’ll ensure you enjoy defeat
Standing at your door 44 give you more than grief
Two shots of whateva tell ya fuck you and all your beliefs
Told you that there’s more to see but y’all not ready
You got a weight on yo shoulders and it’s not even heavy
See I would have been afraid but, y’all not even deadly
We pop up from underground and explode like bouncing betty’s
-----------------------------
See they been shaking out in fear cause they awoke the fuckin’ paradox,
Bussin back to back like its a muthafuckin’ pair of glocks,
You might catch me runnin’ somethin’ militant beware the odds,
The only thing you runnin is a muthafuckin marathon,
Fall back, you don’t want that, I got the ball bat, getcho fuckin jaw cracked,
I’m appalled that you really thought I’d haul ass,
From a cut out of your idols you just all gas,
Huh
It was time to pop when virus slid and called the four,
Avada kedavra sending souls up just like I’m voldemort,
He shall not be named unless you callin out for more the gore,
Doxx bitch its doxx bringin the boom bap to the horror core (x2)
-----------------------------
Ima knock out ya braids with my blade
Bringing my glock knock yo top out and swang
Forget ya effort copy they gone mop up ya brains
Oh my god what you think when I’m aiming that strange
pick up the pistol when I’m rockin his system
dick out my britches when I’m jockin his sister, YUH MANE FUCK YOU MANE 
MANE, FUCK YOU MANE
bitch you got me fucked up
yea bitch, you got me fucked up
sliding with propellers hit his chin & slice his neck up
my god my rage ignited when I’m strapped I feel invited bitch get tense I knock I’m wildin you stay inside when I’m outside yea
so bitch you got me fucked up
bitch I grew my nuts up
told him get the fuck up
then body bitch, I’m bucked up
Bitch you got me fucked up
Bitch you got me fucked up
YEAH, BITCH
Bitch you got me fucked up
-----------------------------
BITCH ITS VICE
TAKE YA LIFE
DONT GIVE ME CREDIT YOU GET HIT WITH A SWIPE
WITH A SLICE
SHIT AINT NICE
THESE RAPPERS TEETHIN WITH THE WAY THAT THEY BITE
YEA WE GOT THE SHIT TO MAKE EM JUMP TILL THE ROOF BREAK
PLIERS TO THE GAME, BITCH I’LL LEAVE IT WITH A TOOTHACHE
TIRED OF THAT SAME OLD SAME, NEED A NEW FACE
COMIN WITH THAT ENERGY TO MAKE A FUCKIN ROOM SHAKE
JUMP, LIKE YOU GOT HIT WITH A PUMP
JUMP, IF YOU DONT, LEAVE A BITCH SLUMPED
JUMP, BASS IS LEAKIN OUT THE FUCKIN TRUNK, BITCH
JUMP, VICE IN THIS BITCH DONT STUNT (X2)

BitchYouGotMeFuckedUp - Ft. Dead Vice

vocals by:
@mvkotsunami
@donotresurrect

produced mixed and mastered by: @frdmbeats

full album 
Third Eye Vision
out now

break the padlock ft, mvko + do not ressurect

Lonely Road (prod. eykey beats)

Lyrics:
Hook:
I wanna just
cruise,
All,
Night
----
First verse:
Late night,
Driving with the top down,
We gonna let em play,
If they stay around,
Cruising all night,
Through the back streets,
2 seater,
No time for a back seat,
A hundred miles per hour on the highway,
Aint no traffic,
And its Friday,
The cops don't chase,
Cause they know the time,
We aint breaking no rules,
We having a good time,
(Good time)
Yeah everybody riding,
(Riding)
This is therapy for me,
I aint lying,
Something bout,
Looking at the sky,
In the dark,
I never wanna put my in park,
(Car in park)
Unless I'm taking me picture,
When the wheels shine right,
It just hits ya,
And the paint dripping wet,
And when you drive by,
Make em break they neck,
-----
Singing:
If this what yall wanna see,
You can just cruise,
All night,
With me,

CRUISE (Prod. Yung Pear)

MOBBS RADICAL- GRIDLOCK(PROD. KRONA)

Produced by: @deademane
Original: Denzel Curry - DIET

Antidote

The first track from my first solo project/collection "After Birth".
Tracked/Mixed/Mastered always @Thornwall
Produced by @Thornwall

Lyrics:

Presented with a question of what happens
To some the matters only worth laughing
Colder than alone in the alps shit
Hope you packed a coat and a jacket

Weathering storms ain’t the worry compared to the weight of just why you exist
None of that’s really important when you woke up at noon after downing a fifth

This is Afterbirth
What comes next not the calendar
To flounder, not float through the river
Swim against the current not chug it to your liver
Better brace yourself for some bruises and blisters
hear it doesn’t get better and it only goes quicker
Till your heart don’t work and ya head stays hurt
hardest daily competition is your bed sheets
Break bread just to put it on your damn feed
Slinging weight to make ya self feel manly
Buy a watch just to feel so fancy
While you watch ya time slide so damply
While your dreams collect dust in ya pantry
And yeah fear runs ya life at like moch speed
There’s the ship, and the sea, and the shanty
You a deer in the lights and ya can’t see

Now I got so much left to do but don’t know how to do it
Can’t tell the difference between my eulogy and the words I call my music
All my triumphs came with payment
And their worth is just these bruises
Will I taste ashes in my mouth
Or Are these efforts oh so fruitless

I need to know
which way to go
The sun above
my soul below
I put my life on bet
I’d snap my own damn neck
To feel any thing 
At all

Eidolon - After Birth (prod. Thornwall)

✞ C O V E N  ✞
@summonedsouls
@g-snap-1

All lyrics posted in descriptions.
All music free to download.
Contact/Send Beats: smmndsouls@gmail.com

Heaven Hill (prod. Thornwall) [MUSIC VIDEO LINK IN DESCRIPTION]

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