WELCOME 2 WICKED WISCO

FLATLINE

MODERN ATROCITIES feat. WARLORD COLOSSUS

SAY NO MORE

LORD OF GRUDGE

BRING EM TO THE DARKSIDE feat. SCUM, SMALLZ ONE, SAW DA GHOZT, DONNIE MENACE, and DOWN6

REFLEJO ROTO

 912DMANE  LYRICS : EMPATHY HAS LEFT THA CHAT GRAB MY CANONN LETTING LOOSE 
FUCK UR PEACE I PISTOL  WHIP I TAKE YA TEETH I COCK IT BACK  IM GONNA SQUEEZE
HELL IS GETTING HOTTER BY THE SECOND


ARAMAGEDDON I RECKON THAT IS THE PATH I AM HEADED
 
 HITTING ALL UP  IN MY WAY MY  STEEL DOES NOT DISCRIMINATE
BODY AFFTER BODY YEAH I COCKING BACK THIS BIG OL SHOTTY
VERMIN EPIDEMIC  JUST LIKE THANOS IMMA CLEAR IT
FUCK YOUR PLEAS I WILL NOT HEAR IT
CLOCK IS SET 89 DOOM IS LURKING
YEAH THE END IS NIGH 
GIMME VIOLENCE WITH A SIDE OF GENOCIDE
I HOPE THEY PRESS THE BIG RED BUTTON
RADIATION KEEP IT COMING
SCORCHING LAND YEAH SHITT AINT CHANGE
SPEECH CHECK FAILED WE GETTING VIOLENT
MINI NUKE RIGHT TO YA FACE
PLAYING GAMES FORGOT TO SAVE
SOUTH BOUND POSSE IN DIS BITCH
BLOWING UP LIKE PU94 WE BRING THA HEAT
OK!!!!
RAGE FITX2 I WANT YOU HOES TO SAY SHIT 
BLOODY UP YA FACE AYY I'M FUCKING UP THA STAGE
GET THAT BAT YEAH I'M TRIPPING IM FEELING JUST LIKE IM NEGAN
I SWING AN SWING  SWING AN I'M SWINGING I HIT A HOME RUN AN THEY FLEEING
FUCK A VASE
FUCK YO FACE
BREAKING THINGS
FILLED WITH RAGE
TUCK YA TAIL
RUNAWAY!!! 
YOU A BITCH!!!
LYRCIS  Lil' FT  :1 BITCH I WANNA SUICIDE, BITCH I WANNA GENOCIDE
 (YEAH) I’M ON MY TRIPPING SIDE, (YEAH) I’M GONNA SKIN YOUR HIDE
 (YEAH) I’M PULLING UP WITH GRACE (YEAH) I WON’T CATCH NO CASE
 (YEAH) THEY WANNA TAKE MY SPACE (YEAH) I WON’T GO DISPLACE
 BITCHES TRYNNA TALK SHIT BUT THEY WON’T RUN WITH HASTE
 COMPARED TO THE ALL THE OTHERS I WON’T REMEMBER WHAT I FACED
 (YEAH) I’LL MAKE YOUR LIFE ERASE (YEAH) YOUR LIFE WAS A WASTE
 IT’S NOT EVEN FUNNY NOW YOUR CORPSE WILL GET DEFACED

RAGEFIT TOO Feat. LIL' FT [prod. CORPSESICKNESS]

Its Ouija bitch 
Seething from the sudafed
Admitting ambitions, decision to go and split heads 
Exit wound with lead fragments embedded, you met death, the Missing, the death count impressive man
Reaper seeping reefer got me feeling like a tweaker
Off the meters of evil, i hate the people cuz they weasels
Filthy creatures with features of the shriekers from the ether
Feeding anger and fear, the hatred growing each year
Contraceptive 
Thats what yo daddy shouldve used
Lifes a lesson
Ouija teaching with abuse
Push deception
Like the media do
What’s the message?
I just do not like you
Whats the move pussy?
Cut the filler I aint new rookie
There aint nothing you can do, you can’t fuck with me
I aint bending to no rules of the industry
Ghost steady floating choking toking off the weed
Protected by hell if you really wanna duel dummy
Pistol packing double backing if you say something
Pressing yo melon, im squeezing for the juice, jelly
Bodies smelly in the deli with the forks ready
Throwing elbows at scarecrows off acid, you rojo, got no hoes, get exposed to real smoke
Hope you fuckers choke
Cope, loathe, you lack a soul
Repetition prescription ingest to feel whole
Recognize, one hit’ll leave you petrified, with a shank and a .38 specialize, seeing colors like I inhaled pesticide, from ego death to paradise, your hell arrived
We’re a race of people that our mother couldnt love
Disrespecting my essence my presence cemented above 
Hit it Raw like my joints till her legs go numb
Boasting on some post exposing you aint none
You unworthy you burn out you shouldnt rap at all
You bother me you fodder and your father aint involved
Lambs to the slaughter, the marauder with a bomb
Causing local panic causing damage to a plaza
Gaza
Where else we sending money? Fuck your own people and bail out another country
Sending out billys we got homeless and they hungry
Burning down a city then call it another theory

The Furthest From A Professional

Caution the clique we don’t miss we’ll make your heart race then erase any trace of this place, war
Serrated blade size of a sword, hardcore I need more gore galore 
Off of the rip its off with your head and off with your limbs
Ouija’s beatings leaving weakened meaning, life of the kid
Off of a whim Im swishing the rim think that Im him
A bottle’s bottom topples all of the men, begin
Capitol O decapitate foes, the less that you know the better need green, guns and cheddar mild
Squeeze, scream, bleed, steam from thunder while
These pleas leave streets and gutters, wild
Don’t mean to impose, demeanor is cold, that means my heart froze, shout out bro, we juxtapose hoe
Even demons dream of Ouija pleading give him his soul
Tape hate date rape fate demeaning a hoe
Make way for the mane straight breaking the code
In my zone smoking bones of O, yo hot box pop rocks smelling, face it alone
Non stop drops underground where I’m home
The verbal oppressor professor, burning the pressure my pleasure, terminal illness you feel this never the lesser trend killer
I got an itch in the back of my mind only a weapon can fix Im convinced, Ill always be this sick 
Fuck the mosque, the church will burn, lets hit the synagogue
Every person learns there’s nothing after all
Death Im not concerned I’d rather see the fall
Of the human worms, the blessings of the saw
A call to maul, Allah I lost my sense of wrong
Kali Ma, the God of Death, Im tapped in with the law
Not the jakes, the fakes I face they featherweight
Better yet I bet that I could him levitate
Its the Delirious G O D, but fuck what you heard hoe you don’t know me
Flipping up the bird since before ‘03
I can get you served if you need that weed, the green
I got no rivals, you try me get stifled, get stuck with the rifle with sticks like I’m tribal, you dead on arrival, you idle, a demon left deep in hell, king is my title
Dont get your shit beat in dont end up six feet and your friends wont have to mourn a story another missing man
Stab wounds leaking salt to rub in
Stiffen up your nerves disturbed lets burn loose ends
Confident conquering all of it slaughtering prophetic offering awful and ominous 
Carcasses tarnish the granite granted Im welcoming mess
Im with the Missing cadets, you best be sending your best
Missing stepping on necks kid
I plead the 5th and I bleed a 5th
Smoke Cheetah piss, love how the reefer hit
Toking dope alone a broken soul known for spliffs 
Hopeless joker never sober think Im losing it

All Gods Go To Hell

FORGETASTAN ft. Zhov [Prod ZIOAN]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eVvx1sQSASI
INFORMATIONS BELOW
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🎶 Cím: Bleeding Crown

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🔥 Információk a dalról:
• Előadó: DG9
• Producer: Aragoth x Blunt Christ
• Szöveg: DG9
• Mix / Master: DG9
• Megjelenés dátuma: 2025.08.17

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© 2025 DG9 / Aragoth x Blunt Christ. Minden jog fenntartva.

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[LYRICS]

Steel-thrones grinding the marrow of nations
Banners soaked in centuries of ash
Drums of the bone beat the march of extinction
Where the black sun drips its molten wrath

Flesh turned to dust beneath the siege of titans
Legions drown in the tide of iron
Cities burn like oil in the veins of the earth
As the warlord’s breath became the end of birth

Colossus walks — horizon break
Oceans boil under his gaze
Every step — a tomb unmade
Every breath — the death of days

Blood becomes the mortar of the kingdom
Skulls becomes the altar of the throne
No dawn, no mercy, no salvation
Only the crown of a fire on god made of stone

Horizon bends to his weight
The stars hide their burning eyes
Time itself falters and kneels
Before the crown that bleeds the world dry

Bleeding Crown

Used to be a friend of death until they prevented death
Cables in my stomach made my digestion reject them meds
That trauma it sent me there it cost me fucking head 
It cost me fucking flesh I cover flesh so they don’t stare
Dye my hair to change my look so I don’t see my fucking self
Rip my hair out of my head coz I don’t feel my fucking self 
Cutting into my flesh just so that I can feel something else 
Then covering up my flesh so that they don’t think I need their help  

Everynight I stay up pray that I don’t wake up
These thoughts they fucking take up so much room I turn to razors
Just to erase all these faces that I’m facing everyday
It’s making my face look the palest the safest place is in my grave
Huh I just keep pretending now that all my pain has ended now
All my thoughts have exit out but fuck that I dissect them out
They said they would check on me but now coffin’s they checking out
Tryna see if I would fit but nah fuck that my legs stick out
 
Used to be a friend of death until they prevented death
Cables in my stomach made my digestion reject them meds
That trauma it sent me there it cost me fucking head 
It cost me fucking flesh I cover flesh so they don’t stare
Dye my hair to change my look so I don’t see my fucking self
Rip my hair out of my head coz I don’t feel my fucking self 
Cutting into my flesh just so that I can feel something else 
Then covering up my flesh so that they don’t think I need their help  

Blood spill out like Zinfandel worshipping nah infidel
Tell me bout your heaven nah fuck that because I live in hell
Take these pills then sink and tell my therapist I’m living well 
Lies in all my words just so that I can hide all my intel
Don’t try and depend on me I don’t even depend on me (no I don’t)
They think that they know me well I don’t even know me well (no I don’t)
They keep tryna engage with me l keep that 12 gauge on me (ay)
Blam all of them slugs into my brain there ain’t no fucking saving me

i don't know me anymore (Prod. Outworld)

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Killin' Spree [PROD. YUNG GENOCIDE]

Anubis ahh beat but it goes hard

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"Undead Gods" - Warlord Colossus type beat

Let me die faster, nothing really matters, heart been on a platter, my life been disaster, cranium shattered, my brain matter scattered, fuck what comes after, stab me with my back turned
Tryna recall happiness or how it shouldve felt
and it doesn’t ring a bell
Ive been feeling this way back before 2012
I hope you find some peace yourself
I’ve been tryna find the piece that’s gone send me to hell
From this life I finally bail I guess, I guess I won’t live to tell
I meant, I meant can you put me on the shelf? 
Do you think that I could be helped? The only thing that holds my head high is the belt
Hows the motherfucking room smell? After a few weeks of Missing all they think what can we sell? Whats his email? I need every single detail, let me take what’s valuable, you know that he won’t be here 
Start to see clear, but only on my death bed can I say Ive seen fear and not from me dear
Got you Shocked you seen my body its like headlights to deer
I’ve been waiting my whole life and now it’s time the ends near
Dont shed me fake tears, over my body dont copy, prolly forget about me its mere, please let me disappear

Remembrance of the Ghost Boy

Soft ass bitch 
Worried bout a single man dying but genocide you motherfuckers wont say shit
RIP the kid, yall dont really get the message and questions what got him split
Even if you did, caught up in politics, policy, churches and dread
Tears wont be shed, off of an audio sheeple divided, we’re dead
No hope for the masses, indoctrinated from all of your classes
Not even worth caskets, none of you being saved during the rapture
Praying to Saturn, satanists running this place a disaster
None of it matters, we’re playing this game and repeating a pattern
False Gods, fuck your belief, cant practice what you preach
Hats off to the naive, Ill never get the glee 
Pissed off, let's kill a priest, ritual symphony Im not herding the sheep but I'll still split the sea
Its the Ouija
Hearing constant static as I’m stepping through your tv
I think that Ive had it, join Abaddon, end the season
End all of this treason, congregate with demons
The human race is rabid these savages have no reason
Bow to the O shrine pedestal, Missing with rap criminals tapped into hell
Havent hit a blunt in a minute skunk stuffed up in it
Stunted off the jump since a jit punk lil kid Im the villain

False Sense of Reality

You wont be saved, Allah
Bow down and pray, gun up
Right at your face, put in your place, an early grave sucka
Ill make yo brain stutter
Fuck yo faith, suffer
You waste of space, for your own sake please pass away fucka
Ill cut your breaks fuckboy
Cant read my face annoyed
Its the Ouija undefeated on the beat, avoid
Pushing me fuckboy new string of teeth, new toy
The way ill have you, rip and stab you, make you hate the lord 
Put my head in the Guillotine, aint nobody can get to me
I stay deep where the sinners be, aint nobody down under me
At the bottom where Satan sleep, got this bottle right next to me, I lobotomize enemies in my mental so many scream mercy doesn’t exist in me
Missing clique gon have yo lady in the back of a Mercedes
Had that bitch screaming she love me, left with two shots in her belly
One was nut and one was shelly, left a gun next to her heady
If you see it and you ready, bite the bullet, hold it steady
Pull the trigger, you might as well go with her, live life like a quitter, you seem bitter, steal yo liver, new black market organ vendor, Im a sinner, Im like worse than Hitler, got yo body look like twister, big red beam it look like Clifford, hit a lick just like a lizard

The Abomination of Desolation

Free use 155 BPM - Am 

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DARK ROOM [FREE USE]

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