lxfe xn gxrmvny

Producer info: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCVq-zlfMTL82lpJUS7oK9mA 

Lyrics:
There is a place where I'm not found anymore x2

you got the wrong idea, 
do you understand that the pain is for your growth
you got the wrong idea
you think you were struggling, well not anymore

dissociating now, see the city lights
I feel the rouse when I join into the night
steer the doubt into a shadow lurking
note: (something to work on)
I merge out of sight

I feel the movement of the tears in your eyes
but I must ruin, and disappear for a fright
now, I know what we're losing
but what I do Is avoid, cause my own emotions
is a load that I cannot ignore (anymore)

How to say, that we're not the same
but you cannot refrain from this dark February 

there is a place where I'm not found anymore
lost in my head, but the control - I can afford
there is a place where I'm not found anymore
and solitude might be the next door

Sweet dreams, sweet love, ambition is contagious 
stuck in between giving up and toleration
there's only one thing I want
only thing needed
and I'm not gonna change that
so grieve it
love making me worse, or better?
Oh juliet, you direct my weather

and I don't want to be found anymore
so I guess, I'm going abroad

Missing For The Sake Of Transformation (Prod. NetuH)

CINNAMON

HAARPER - CINNAMON

SALIVA GREY x 99ZED - ONNA MAC

LOCKJAW!

KILLASNITCH.COM

Witchouse 40k - "BONEYARD" (prod. VISH)
Mixed and mastered by ³³marrow
HAUNTED HOUSE  747  T R A S H

Music Video: https://youtu.be/wQMN9H6J3J4?si=hpfJG99vcXtGJDlq

Witchy:
Spotify and Apple Music - Witchouse 40k
Instagram and Twitter - @witchouse40k 
Youtube -  @witchouse40k  

VISH:
Instagram - @beats_by_vishnu

³³marrow:
Instagram - @33marrow

Lyrics:

(HOOK)
Mold on my body, my soul decomposed
Blood in my eyes like you know I see ghosts
Came up from pennies, I been on my own in this bitch, out the gutter you know that I float 
Spiderweb chain, from a mask on the face, I been up, but remember the days I was broke
Yeah yeah
Hop out the sediment, bugs in my clothes
Skin on my skeleton cold
Came out the dirt like some bones
Stay overdosed with it, Forty been through 'bout the most of it
Used to be whippin the stove
Death to my foes
Bounty your blood and I package your body and snatch out your soul with it
Who want the smoke wit me?
Crawl through your block knock your skully, these bullets got turn em to ghosts

Stuck in my dreams
Yeah
Holes in my lungs I can’t breathe, she watching me go as I fall to my knees
Yeah
Snakes in the grass let em bleed, I shed em often, leave em lost in the weeds
Yeah
Dont give a fuck where the demon goes, tracks on my arms always covered by sleeves
Yeah
I been through hell since a little kid, still on my own, I’m at home with the fiends

(VERSE)
I’m smokin dopamine
Mold on my tomb, forty deep, ain’t no folding me
Seen where the soulless be, baby Im, born to be wicked
I guess that’s the way that it goes
Yeah, yeah
I wanted gold on me
Came up from poverty, snatching off rosaries
Sleep where the soldiers bleedin
Burn the cards I was dealt, show my hand to em bet that he folds
Yeah, yeah
Rot in the coffin, I’m packing they bodies, I pullup on em put the Glock to his face
Muhfucka wanna act like a bully, but watch when we pull up we chalking his grave
I’m the god of the Wraiths
Opps in the way, they've been plagued by the wicked, your block gon decay
You ain’t holding no weight with me,
Cut up his body, Im smoking em out, I’m gon put that on gang
Hop out the grave
Moonlight up on me, I’m always to blame
Safe when I’m walking, I’m often deranged
Wickerman armory, lock em away
Take the skin from his body, his coffin awaits
Wasting away, see me crawling in place, I’m gon
Cut off my wings, I've been locked out the gates
Fleas on my body, I scratch at my veins, I been fiendin for locust, how long can I wait

(HOOK)
I decompose
Blood in my eyes like you know I see ghosts
Came up from pennies, I been on my own in this bitch, out the gutter you know that I float 
Spiderweb chain, from a mask on the face, I been up, but remember the days I was broke
Yeah yeah
Hop out the sediment, bugs in my clothes
Skin on my skeleton cold
Came out the dirt like some bones
Stay overdosed with it, Forty been through 'bout the most of it
Used to be whippin the stove
Death to my foes
Bounty your blood and I package your body and snatch out your soul with it
Who want the smoke wit me?
Crawl through your block knock your skully, these bullets got turn em to ghosts

Stuck in my dreams
Yeah
Holes in my lungs I can’t breathe, she watching me go as I fall to my knees
Yeah
Snakes in the grass let em bleed, I shed em often, leave em lost in the weeds
Yeah
Dont give a fuck where the demon goes, tracks on my arms always covered by sleeves
Yeah
I been through hell since a little kid, still on my own, I’m at home with the fiends

BONEYARD (prod. VISH) (Video in Desc.)

I Ain't Never Met A Cigarette I Couldn't Smoke

BUSTAZ

CAUTION

prod. by triple murder beatz, zaki ali & 4ria

lyrics
The truth will destroy you 
What’s love, if not loyal?
What lust, if you’re spoiled? 
What’s struggle, if plush?
Abused and recoiled 
Refuse to be foiled 
By fools and some voyeurs 
By lovers and runts 
Suffer through ploys 
On the hunt for new joy 
You know nothing new, boy 
I don’t fuck with you cunts 
Troubled, I juggle these cartons of drugs 
To sharpen my heart
and to harvest new love 

Break bread with my demons every season
I’ve been contemplating leaving 
I could never my mind up 
Towards the terror staring at me, my eyes shut 
Tortured by lovers with lust that comprised of
New clutches, up and under,  fucking my pride up
Another counterfeit bitch I got tied up with 
Can’t encounter this shit without vile luck 
Times up, fuck it 
Let me rise up 
If word is bond 
Then I’ll tie these flows tight like a rope
I’m on a host of pills 
Like I’m just supposed to feel calm 
You know the deal 
All the shit I ever wrotes too real 
Switching rhythms 
Killing hopes, revealing my inhibitions may evoke appeal 
Living like I’m just a ghost, I chill
Bitch, I’m grown, I feel  
Down to be goat 
Ideally don’t ever choke 
Compose flows to cope and heal 
4 beats in a bar, 4 chambers in a heart 
4 days, no sleep 
I was dreaming of the stars 
Troubled days, I was drained 
It was raining in my heart 
No restraint from carving another scar 
Switchblades, an inch away to inflict pain 
Shades in the dark, I can’t ever think straight
When the pain sparks
The sick traits of my heart thats been caged falls to a grim state  
On the fringe of my sin, I’m convinced when I meet ‘em
That they don’t like me, but, I don’t like me either 
No time to spite or greet ‘em
Might as well fight the feeling 
Take flight and leave them because I don’t like to see ‘em
Hope I never need ‘em again 

The truth will destroy you 
What’s love, if not loyal?
What lust, if you’re spoiled? 
What’s struggle, if plush?
Abused and recoiled 
Refuse to be foiled 
By fools and some voyeurs 
By lovers and runts 
Suffer through ploys 
On the hunt for new joy 
You know nothing new, boy 
I don’t fuck with you cunts 
Troubled, I juggle these cartons of drugs 
To sharpen my heart
and to harvest new love (x2)

(I can’t let it go, I can’t let it go, I can’t let it go)

I can’t let it go 
She already knows 
I’m already cold 
She’s already gone 
I can’t let it go 
She already knows 
I’m already cold 
She’s already gone 
She’s already gone
She’s already gone
She’s already gone 
She’s already gone 
I can’t let it go 
She already knows 
I’m already cold 
She’s already gone 

44 MB OF TRAUMA

VAMPIRE OUT THE CRYPT

FADE

Spoiled Dogs, Sleeping Belly Up

https://open.spotify.com/track/2GtHjpWSvIG0AbMzxTuKFT?si=400d9bcc42c14727

@morguee
lil shawty cute she kinda a bad bitch
i been making big money just know it aint average
big numbers all around me its a lil staggering
got my name all in they mouth know they love they chattering
big big money i got big fuckin racks
i got big bitty bitches falling in love with my tracks
got my music on loop need that shit like its crack
fuck a fascist they gon die n imma put em in a pack
im w woody speedin in the foreign had 2 slam the gas
i wont ever slam the brakes i wont ever come in last
yung morgue with the shits u know that i got class
they cant do it how i do thats some shit they cannot grasp uh
told me do it good then i do her ass bad
i would lay you out take a picture dont forget to tag
i got haters hatin me in denial they some fans
@doeb0yz is the shit pls do not misunderstand
rly think u got talent pls keep it hidden
bitches love my style blow my money good riddance
make her feel good make her feel it in her kitten
dudes talkin shit cuz im in they dream position
in la w chef i rap on the laptop
and my whole life i stayed in the backdrop
now its my time im the master i cant stop
make him meet his death get slammed on the blacktop

@backw666s
ay tiny pants take yo bitch tho
me n morgue chillin yeah we finna roll sum big dope
iongaf im still proper as a bitch tho
oh thats yo bitch but she all up on my dick tho ay
swag from the wall to the window
i be making bank new tint on the benz hoe
big ass chain shit harder then my dick bro
bad ass bitch asian mommy with some tits tho
fishmixxxx in the bitch throat
oh yo ass a noob u be camping like u myth bro
walk up in this bitch 2 poles going dumbo
talk about my swag bitch yk thats a no no
where you from u must be new here
word around town tiny pants like its new years
keep a big glock ion talk ion do fear
bitch she gon do what i say like a damn speer
penatrate like a damn spear
hoes on my line cus my name ring a bell here
i be making money touching cash like a cashier
you aint doing shit u as soft as a damn deer

morgue and woody plz excuse my proper swag (～﹃～)~zZ #🐹

NotFat - The Blender

https://www.songkick.com/artists/10253084-sxmpra

CAUTION

SXMPRA

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