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Hauntedghxst x Ricky Lagoon - Celine

Let me reap (feat. 1n_evitabl3) (prod. Roma Jonson)

*ROUGH LYRICS*

Bitch I’m just a sickoholic
Used to be a alcoholic
But I dropped that shit real quick-
fucking snatched this life real slick-
I’m comin real catastrophic, bitch I be da topic,
yeah you betta just think with that logic, fuck emotion you don’t wanna slip
slip on this hill of the ice with the flames at the bottom, this shit gettin hot like gotham, I look at these niggas I got them, I fuckin went to the stem & wiped out all the fucking phlegm
I’m wipin the plague of this earth even if it’s just a little bit
yuh
I don’t wanna go to war
I just fuckin swore
I would never switch right up
I am stayin tru to dis
all I want is bliss
I will never miss
all these fake ass fuckas who just did me wrong
Bitch I’m just a sickoholic
used to be a alcoholic
but I dropped that shit real quick-
fucking snatched this life real slick-
I’m comin real catastrophic, bitch I be da topic,
yeah you betta just think with that logic, fuck emotion you don’t wanna slip
Ugh come in this bitch with the sick
Ugh niggas just choose & they pick
Ugh niggas just think they so slick
Ugh look at you acting so fake
Ugh look at you being a snake
Ugh niggas don’t know I’m awake
Ugh niggas don’t know I will break
Ugh niggas don’t know I will take
Ugh yeah, they think I cannot see & that I’ve always been so blind but really I done freed my mind, I fucking wind myself right up & signed straight to the sickness, I will only preach the realness, let me spread it all across the fuckin scene

BLIX$EM - Sickoholic (Prod. thesamplekid)

PSP prod.47

DEMONTIME Ft. MOYTANIC Prod. MOYTANIC

GIVE ME A CROWN

This makes me feel like I ate spider eggs and the babies are crawling in my teeth

Nokia ft. Arachnithyst

(PROD. DEVDRx)
CAVE SAGE4K: https://on.soundcloud.com/pQQMb

LYRICS:

(DJINN THE DISCIPLE)

CANT FW THESE FAKE NGGAS CAUSE THEY COPYCAT 
WHY YOU RIPPIN OFF MY HOMIE
YA PHONY
THATS WHY IM STICKIN BY MY LONELY
I CHOOSE TO MAKE MUSIC WITH THE HOMIES ONLY
MY SHAWTY A WITCH NGGA BETTER STONE ME
HE SAID HE'S A TOUGH GUY BUT THAT SHITS BALONEY 
I DONT GOT THE TIME OR ENERGY TO BEEF WITH THESE UNDERGROUND NGGAS CAUSE THAT SHITS BELOW ME

SO YOU COULD KILL YOURSELF YOU WASTE OF SPACE

END YOUR LIFE NGGA IM HELPING YOU 
I GOTTA FLAMETHROWER SO IM MELTING YOU 
IF YOU A HOMIE YOU BEST BELIEVE IMMA SHELTER YOU

LATINA SHAWTY ALL OVER MY HIP
BAD BITCH SO SHE SUCKIN MY DICK
BAD BITCH SO THAT PUSSY GOT GRIP
SHE A BAD BITCH SO I GAVE HER A LICK AND BITE
I STAY STRAPPED WITH THE MACHETE SO I DO NOT FIGHT
EVIL KUSH IT GOT ME HIGH AS A KITE

HAUNTED GHOST THE WAY IM STASHING THAT CURRY DONT WORRY 
BUT IM IN A HURRY
THAT IS YOUR BITCH, YOUR BITCH IS A FURRY?
SHE IS A FURRY SO I GOTTA SCURRY AWAY
I AM NOT DOING THAT BULLSHIT TODAY
I TAG OUT TO THE HOMIE CAVE NO DELAY



(CAVE SAGE4K)

SAGE 4K BITCH WE LIVE OUT THE DUNGEON 
PUSSY GET SAWED W DA BLADE LIKE IM HUNTIN
THAT BITCH EAT MY DICK LIKE THAT SHIT WAS  A MUFFIN 
PULL UP W DEM RATCHETS FIND OUT IF IM BLUFFIN
51/50 I DONT DO DISCUSSION 
WEAPONS EQUIPPED IN DA FUNCTION
EVIL LIL BASTARD ALWAYS INTO SOMETHIN
FUCK W MY GANG
YO BRAIN GON GET BUSTED
CREEPIN UP SLOW W MY DEMONS
LEAVE DA SCENE HAUNTED
NO NEED FOR POLICIES
EYES ON DA MONEY 
PAUL WALKER IM SPEEDIN
EMPTY STOMACH ON A PILL
BLACKED OUT W DA STEEL
I CANT TELL YA HOW I FEEL
BURN EM UP LIKE LANDFILLS
OH DAS YO BITCH 
HOTWINGS FUCKED HER IN DA FIELD
HE SAY DAT PUSSY STANKIN LIKE A SEAL
FLORIDA TA PHILLY 
YOU HOES KNOW DA DEAL
STRAIGHT OUT  THE GUTTA 
KEEP YO EYES PEELED
FUCK ON YO MOMMA 
DAMN DAT BITCH A MILF
SO DISRESPECTFUL DONT LIKE ME
OPPOSITION UNSIGHTLY 
THROWIN HANDS ON SIGHT G

CAVESAGE4K X DJINN THE DISCIPLE - USODA (PROD. DEVDRx)

.       INTL. TYRANT SECT & KNIFE GANG ENT. 
.                     $tvxofcorpses x Mese
.                                 Abortion
.                     Prod. 



[ $tvx]

I survived abortion
Notorious corpse take a portion
contort spines for cents to extort

[Mese]


[$tvx]
Came from dirty sewage don't dispute get muted mutilated by a mutant do degrade what's human
ruthless, bipolar gun wedged between the molers
soldiers life on the line flatulence flatten backs on the drop of a dime
write back then i reply to the devil disguised inside of my flesh and bones
chest cavity decreased once it settled in home
roam a baron wasteland, stare at nothing alone
zoned in like EA, no existence of a free day
moving Ps on freeways and split the profit 3 ways
i don't see a delay might get where im goin, stoned, thrown away from grace in the heat of the moment
it's over 



IG : @stvxofcorpses
       @kgmese
       @swarm_of_tyrants
       @knifegangent

$tvxofcorpses x Mese - Abortion

Verse 1 
He moves like a calendar stuck on the thirteenth,
No flavor in his whisper, just the hush of something mean.
Silent in the suburbs, tiptoe through the lawns — see the blade glint,
No flash, just purpose, lungs of winter, heart a flint.
Porch light flickers, kids trade jokes for candy,
Slow breath behind curtains, the quiet getting heavy.
He’s not a story told — he’s the long pause in a song,
Clock hands hit the hour where the law was wrong.

Pre-Chorus 
We draw the curtains, lock the door, speak the names under breath,
But when the moon leans low, we barter safety for the rest.

Hook 
Masks of moonlight, they hide the teeth, they hide the sin,
Halloween parade where the nightmares slip back in.
We chant the names that the city can’t forget,
Michael, Jason, Ghostface — silhouettes in sweat.

Verse 2 
Campfire ashes, canoe tips the wake, mist like a sheet,
A dock that remembers footsteps, the reeds whisper deceit.
Hockey mask paint chipped like old lies, he walks through the trees,
Lake glass mirrors sky, but the water keeps its enemies.
A legend stamped in silence, boots carving an old route,
No mercy in his math, just the slow, steady re-route.
You count your friends on one hand, every finger a regret,
He’s the retro cold revenge that the town won’t let forget.

Verse 3
Hello? Are you home? Breath on the line, sugarless grin,
Voice like a razor in a lullaby, pulling thin.
He calls and you answer with the bravado of a teen,
But the phone’s a theater — your voice is the scene.
Masked laugh, plastic shape, the whisper crawls the hall,
A prank or a promise — you can’t tell from the call.
We feed the fear, we click and scroll the gore, the thrill,
But the scream is ancient — it’s the bargain that we kill.

Breakdown 
Candles gutter, jack-o’-lantern teeth flex and fall,
We trade our bone for stories on the chalkboard wall.
Mirrors fog with breath we borrow from the past,
Masks slip for a second — truth loud, unmasked.


Hook
Masks of moonlight, they hide the teeth, they hide the sin,
Halloween parade where the nightmares slip back in.
We chant the names that the city can’t forget,
Michael, Jason, Ghostface — silhouettes in sweat.

Let me reap (feat. 1n_evitabl3) (prod. Roma Jonson)

Tcc Sasquatch