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Devils From The Underground (FEAT. MICK€Y & Undead Ronin)

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KILL AT WILL [PROD. ITSLOVELYMANE]

PRODUCED, MIXED & WRITTEN BY DEATHEATER, FOR DEATHEATER.
https://open.spotify.com/track/1pJIFlDMYm6aPXhdaIz2hh?si=w6jftTMKS-6Ov-KEUleTZw
HOW YOU THINK YOU KNOW ME
I DON’T EVEN KNOW MYSELF
I’M POSTED TRYNA KEEP MY HEALTH
SO I ACCUMULATE MY WEALTH 

NEVER MIND FINDING ME IN PUBLIC I BE SILENT 
LIKE ITS STEALTH 
IM LOOKIN BACK ON MEMORIES 
LIKE I BE STORIN EM UP ON A SHELF
AYE

I REMEMBER GOING OUT AND COMING HOME TO LATE
TO FACE THE WRATH OF AN ANGRY MOTHER HAD A LOT ON MY PLATE 

I HAD IT GREAT BEFORE I WORRIED BOUT THE NUMBERS TO MY NAME 

NOW IM JUST STRESSING ABOUT ALL THE GAMES THAT LIFE PLAYS WHEN IT’S TRYING TO DRIVE ME INSANE 

I DONT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YO MONEY IN THE FUCKING BANK

IF YOU GOT RESPECT THEN IMMA GIVE THAT SHIT RIGHT BACK 

IF YOU TRYNA PLAY THEN IMMA PUT YOU IN A BIG BLACK SACK

SLAP YO BODY IN THE BACK AND HIT THE TRACK JACK

LACKING EMPATHY LATELY I BEEN PRETTY FUCKING SLACK

I DON’T REALLY CARE ABOUT YOUR PROBLEMS PLEASE STOP CRYING MAN

I AM JUST TRYING TO GROW AND EVOLVE ON MY OWN SO I CAN GATHER SOME STANS 

WHILE YOU BORING ASS MOTHERFUCKERS KEEP WATCH FROM THE STANDS

TAKE STANCE DANCE WITH ME PUSSY BOY 
IM TRYNA THROW SOME HANDS
MAN
RIGHT HOOK TO YO JAW YOU EAT THAT SHIT LIKE PAC-MAN 
SLAM DAMN 
LOOKIN ROUND TO FIND YOUR MANS
KICK YOU IN THE TEETH SLEEP BACK TO DAMN LALA LAND

DON’T WANNA DIE ALONE I JUST WANNA FEEL SOME FUCKING LOVE 

KEEPIN MY ENERGY LIVIN I DON’T WANNA GO 

NUMB 

HURTIN LIKE I BIT MY TONGUE 

SOMETHING STRANGE ABOUT THE PAIN BECAUSE ITS BEEN KEEPING ME SANE 

NEVER KNEW THE GAME WAS TO KEEP DEATH AT BAY KEEP SATAN RETAINED 

SAY HIS NAME
SAY IN VAIN
FUCK THE MAN I RUN THIS PLAIN
DEATHEATER STAY KEEPING UP WITH ALL
THE HARDEST IN THE GAME
KEEPIN LAMES IN CHECK CAUSE I CREATED ALL THE GAMES THEY PLAY 
SAVING ALL YOU MOTHERFUCKERS FROM THE FUCKIN DOOMSDAY 

AYE 

FUCK THIS PLACE
BEAT IT WITH A FUCKIN  MACE 

I JUST WANNA LIVE TO LIVE AND NOT TO CHASE A WEEKLY PAY 

ALL THE DEBT IS CLOSING IN I THINK IN GONNA SUFFOCATE
I DON’T KNOW WHAT I AM DOING DEATH IS NUMBERING MY DAYS 

I’M KEEPIN ON KEEPIN ON BUT ITS HARD TO NOT JUST IMITATE 

AND CREATE BUT SPECIFICALLY TO KEEP ORIGINATING 

SHIT WHEN PEOPLE KEEP COMPARING WITH MY NAME

KEEP MY NAME UP OUT YO MOUTH YOU ARE A MOTHERFUCKIN STAIN
LAME 
MANE

UNTITLED (Prod. SXMPRA)

PROD. DEATHEATER.


Aye 

Search for the reasons
To keep myself breathing
They see me and deem
Me a demon I’m leaving
A lesion on sight and 
I’m Living my life like I might 
Have to fight for the right
To be safe in my mind

Have you ever seen a motherfucker cheat death 
Grab a weapon smith and Wesson better take deep breaths 
You don’t really wanna see him take them three steps 
If he comin any closer then there’s no time left 

Grab a cap and a bat
never ever hold back

If you do he’s gonna swoop you to the deep dark black 

And I mean it when I’m screaming at the black coat back 

Motherfuckers ice cold
and he knows
That’s that

Living the life that’s been mapped out for me from the moment my soul was complete

Aye 

Seeing all the things that Im destined to see before I’m in the dirt and deceased 

Aye 

Being the being that demons hate seeing until Im six feet underneath 

Aye

Never see me sleepin cos I’m keepin on creepin on all the fuckin pussies that hate up on me

DEATHEATER ain’t playing bitch I came to run this shit 
I rather rap
Bout a motherfucker slapped with a baseball bat
All that new age shit be sounding real whack 

Taking my anger out up on the track cos the track is the only one that don’t talk back 
And I need to blow up just so I can relax cos I’m 
Sick of living everyday like Im fuckin trapped 




Gripping the scythe while he’s ending your life slice You up and dispose of your body in ice
Like a mite he resides in the crevice of time so the rules of the universe do not apply 
And he’s walking a line that is all but defined he’s defying the laws that were place for our kind
Yet he still collects fines in the form of the  lives of the innocent perished at the hands of divines 

Screaming to the gods but the never scream back
Get attacked
In my back
From the ones who hate tats 

Thinkin bout the things that Imma do before I’m flat
Up in a coffin and the demons take me back down to the hole in the track 
Where they all know 
And they glow
Radiating evil like a warhead boutta blow 

Take another swing and imma bust that fuckin nose 
Deatheater making you pussies explode 

When I’m in the building better watch your fuckin back
Spitting like a rifle pussy boy I never slack  
Firin all of the rounds in my clip and I 
steal a pussy motherfuckers cap before I dip 

Aye 
Aye 
Aye
Aye 
Aye 
Aye 

Watch as the reaper is teamed with the eater and slay all of those who dare stand in the way 


Watchin the blood dripping from the blade of my scythe after stepping over bodies as I fade in to the night 
Every man and woman seems to have their noose tied tight  like we’re waiting for a slip so we can  see eachother die

Children run away and never ever turn back and I’m 
Taking motherfuckers to the deep dark black 
Imma stone cold killer when it comes to these tracks 
And I’ll murder any man and add his body to the stack 

Trying to escape the darkness that I have within 
but all my choices that I’ve made are wearing chances of this thin 
I’ve never been the motherfucker that will say that I give in
And so the demons come on in but the devil will not win

Whispers of the Abyss (Prod. SXMPRA)

GHOSTS & GHOULS (Prod. SXMPRA)

END OF DAYS (Prod. SXMPRA)

watch your six.

Snatch that soul up out his shirt and let that fucking body rot

Take that chance and let us dance up in hells fuckin parking lot

Shots inside my mind screaming for cover but that barrels hot 

Got nowhere to run so I will never be stopped till I am at the top 

Take another swing up at the maker cos the motherfucker made us to be faded like the days 

Never save a bitch because they always gonna switch up like the blade up in your six so stay away 

Layin on the pavement what a motherfuckin shame I bet you wish you let em go but you stayed 

Now the blade
Cut yo face 
And you lay
Go to waste 
And you taste
The bitter shit you let a bitch spit up on your name 

I don’t ever wanna go out with a hang
So I blow up like the trade and leave a motherfuckin bang 
Up the ranks 

climbin on the heads of pussies doubtin like a mountain built up by my homies shouting bitch we lookin like a gang  

Pussies always totin that thang 
But I bet you couldn’t beat us if we battle with the hands 

Bitches always battle cos they racing for the bands

 imma keep it real and keep on spitting for the fans 

Wonder what all of the masses will say when I do end up Bein the goat 

Talkin they shit like they supported it when I sent em the links but they ghost 

Fake ones they come unlike real ones they go but there’s one thing we should always know 

It’s that the fake motherfuckers will come like the moths just  soon as your name starts to glow 


Puttin out a cigarette
On your fuckin leg 
Till you beg 
Pussies put me to the test
I ain’t gonna rest 
Till I am the man that people Stan like I’m a god among the lands but I remain the same coz I don’t give a fuck about the shit that brings fans 

Ice and the bands

I’m a voice from the stands come and take my fuckin hand cos we bang 

Bass bump hard in the thang 

Spittin like a villain killing cliques with my hands 

Changing the game cos I’m sick of the shit that these idiots spit so i open a pit

Darken the days bitch I put my own twist and I murder this shit you just have to admit 

Take a minute cos I did it bitch I said i would 
Put my name out in the air so you could 

Start to make out that the demons emerging from under the wood I will be understood 

Snatch his soul up out his body
We don’t need a motherfuckin shotty
Barkin Bitin like a rotty darkness swallows now he got me and I drop 
Straight down to the grounds 
Of hell and I’m ready for the future that the man will tell

Pentagram drawn at the gates and I wake to the sound of a big ringing bell

The Devil Next Door (Prod. SXMPRA)

BEWARE OF THE HAZE

Take that back it’s a
Mac attack
When I clap back you lack that sack 
Send that pussy to the underground and let the devil snack 
Imma roll
Stroll 
Down the fuckin rabbit hole 
Wonder when the demons boutta take their mother fuckin toll 
Made of coal 
Be my heart 
Bitch I’m cold my soul departs
Warm my hands in hell before I rip this fuckin plain apart 
The black arts 
Be my game and bitch you boutta learn my name 
Cos Im breakin out the cage and I got that scythe up to ya brain bitch imma 


Gut another motherfucker 
With that blade 
Bitch I’m takin many men out to their motherfuckin graves 
Feel the pain
Of the blade
When it’s rippin up yo face 
Imma killer killin shit bitch I will never play yo game 

And I said when we met that my name starts with death but you still chose to play with me bitch I’m the mane 

Watch the blood spray
As I lean down and say 

You will not make it this is your last day

Pussy motherfuckers always actin out of line 

Pentagram drawn on the floor in the darkest of nights and the moonlight shines 

Right upon my shrine 

As I’m sittin waitin for the right dinin time 
I don’t mind

Eating the dead like the eater of death bitch I’m making a mess

Blood on my breath and I’m killing you next with a scythe to the neck pussy please do not test 


Blood on the scythe 

Mud where you lie 

You already know my soul be cold as fuckin ice 

One from the knife
Done with ya life 

Bitch you cross Deatheater and you boutta say goodnight 


Kickin Down the gates swinging that mace
Up in your motherfuckin face 
 Put a pussy boy up in his fuckin place 
Wit a blade 
Lame mane 
Say my name

Pussy motherfucker you just made a big mistake  

D E A T H E A T E to the fuckin R
Bitch Im killin up close and then I’m taking very far

Take that 

Soul out your skin and then serve it to him 

Ground is on fire and I’m stuck here within 

Pentagram lining the edge of sanctuary guarding the grounds ive been sent to live in 

Problems with my same just floating up and down inside my brain 
Thinkin can I solve with the barrel of a nice AK

STILL THE SAME GAME 
 IN THE FUCKIN MAIN FRAME 
BRAIN SLAIN 
LOOKIN FOR A WAY TO TAKE MY SANE AGAIN 
PLAY SAFE 
FILLED WITH RAGE 
FUCKIN WITH ME I WILL DIG UP YA GRAVE

HAZE (Prod. SXMPRA)

SOULS COME, SOULS GO

Iridescent light be callin searchin for a soul

Lately I been fallin deep and dark within a fucking hole 

Feelin cold 
No ones home 
But yet the lights are always on 
at the end I’m dead and gone I’m always  doin this alone 

But I don’t give two fucks
What a motherfucker think he gonna say about another brother say it to my face 

Put him in his place 

Cos the motherfucker sleepin in the gutter 
Let another pussy suffer to the mace 

Trapped in perpetual searching cos I have lost all of the things that I valued in space 

Space being mind I can’t find where the line not to cross goes to hide 

But Its in my mind that is where it lies 
It resides 

Click click clack 
To your back 

Every motherfucker gonna get a blade and attack 
Cos we lack 
Basic decency to be the homies friend for free

Always wanting more but never be there when mothetfuckers need to lean 
And I see
What I need 
Cos you fake ass wannabes 
Always gonna be the ones that imma never wanna be cos I’m me
Never gonna walk up in my jeans
Keep it real or you gon feel ya knees buckle and release
Then you cease 
Breathin 

Keep em way down underneath that’s six feet deep

Let the maggots fuckin feast 
On the meat 

Searching for my soul I see the way I wanna be

And fuck a fake as motherfucker tryna drag me down cos he don’t know me 



Searching for a soul 
But it’s gone
Never comin home 

Darkness gettin cold
But I know 
This is not for long 


Keepin the peace but the bullshit exceeds all the effort I bleed for the ones that be leavin 

Seein the colours emerge through the skin of the pussies that aint what they say they are bein 

I don’t give a fuck and now the pussies outta luck 

Cos instead of being humble all these pussies chasin buck 

And I swear to any god that imma run a fuckin muck

Cos I’m sick of these busters that thinkin they tough  

Rappin got no flow
Lyrics are a no show
Think you gonna test me boy 
You know I’m boutta blow tho 

Growin pretty slow bro 
Get up out my phone hoe
Leavin you behind and now you gettin fuckin fomo 

You know Ill rep immortal till the fuckin death

My last breath 

I will use to tell you that you’ve made a fuckin mess

SOUL SEARCH (Prod. SXMPRA)

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This one is for the kids 
That be strugglin to win 
They be feelin like they never gonna fuckin fit in
Uncomfortable within and confined to skin 
But I promise that these fuckas gonna pay for what they did 

Cos I know what it’s like 
And I seen both sides 
Sitting on your bed just tryna dry ya mothafuckin eyes 
But ya Thoughts start to slide and the light starts to die 
Pickin a door in the dark 
And its labelled suicide 

But what I’m gonna tell you is that you don’t need to choose a single mothafuckin thing 
Cos you are strong and they are weak i’d rather see a bully bleed than see another underneath the pussy fuckers gonna sleep when we are goin out to creep 

I weep 
For the kids that be strugglin to eat 
And I’m lucky to possess the shoes on my feet 
Livin a system that caters to rich like they need 
Imma eat these motherfuckers like a damn zombie 

Takin a look at all these pussy boys with my two eyes 

Im seein a coward and snake that’s slitherin through its life 

And Imma see right through the fakes until the day that I die

And Then I’ll be up in the plain talkin shit to my guides 

Imma 

Become someone much more lethal than guns 
Say a beacon for some and a demon for fun 

Giving a rope to the son of the gods watch him run 
Track him down and I stomp out his brains till he’s done 

You could be the mothafucka steady grippin on a gun 

Or the one that makes it up and out the mothafuckin slums 
You Movin up and gettin buck and keepin all the haters stunned 
Cos there’s a way to get it without turnin to a life of drugs 
Givin em out to mothafuckas that be stuck up in a rut 

Cos I 
Know too many brothers that have wasted life away just Movin day to day and waiting for the government to pay they steady Layin on they face 
With a needle in they veins 
In space 
Then they wake and fuckin do it all again 

Imma only say it once 
Cause I’m sick Of all the pain 
You cannot save someone that don’t want to be saved  

So you better get away
Cos the demons chasin prey 
And you’re next to be laid up on top of they plate 
And I mean every word that I say as I’m breaking my cage 
And I’m swingin chains
In a mothafuckin rage 
In the face 
Of the motherfuckers thinkin they can change my ways 
This is what I gotta say 

Imma mothafuckin Monster 

Up under yo bed 

When you turn the lights out dead 

I’m a poltergeist with the glowin eyes 

mutilatin thighs usin a kitchen knife 


I’m a scary fuckin story told up in the candle light 

Givin the kids a fuckin fright in the middle of the night 

But you better think twice 

When you say these lines

Cos my lines will lay a curse upon your soul 
For life

OUTCAST (Prod. SXMPRA)

HERE I GO KILLING AGAIN! (Prod. SXMPRA)

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