Artwork. Yawata
Record: DGN Studio
Mix/Master. Pineline Music Lab
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J'ai les crocs plantés dans la terre
Mangeur de pierre, dans ma gorge tout est poussière
J'suis accro, suis ma trace, saigne le sceau de Demeter
Du gaz dans l'air, j'suis à cran six pieds sous terre
 
44.13, 4.065
Y'a pas que les morts qu'on déterre
Crache le sang qui m'a vu naître
Sur leurs faces d'éphèbes
Venez vous soumettre
Quand tu cries / J'ai touché l'orgasme
Croque la vie / J'ai tant de fantasmes
Ah j't'arrache les os, j'lacère ta peau
J'te fais la RKzer dans ma RKzone
Souterraine est la combustion
Planétaires sont les répercussions 
Forte émanation du gisement
J'suis dans la profanation du firmament 
301 double zéro, coupe la corde
Et crève dans les boyaux
Royaume des larves & 1000 flambeaux
J't'entraîne dans l'épicentre, le noyau voyou
Sélection du biotope
Mutation d'la biomasse
La caravelle, le terrier
L'ectoplasme

Bishop

Produced by: PANDEMXNIUM
LYRICS:
Verse 1 (0:10 - 0:31)
THIS THE TRIGGER ANTHEM!
I BE SEEIN PHANTOMS!
I BE HOLDIN RANSOMS!
I BE CALLED HANDSOME!
I BE DUCKIN ALL THESE BITCHES
I AINT GONNA TRIP!
I’M A DEATH MACHINE CALL ME INVADER ZIM!
FLEE THE SCENE!
I LOVE BEING ME!
I LOVE LIFE LIKE ITS DMT!
I CAN LISTEN GIRL GIVE ME ALL THE TEA!
GETTING BLOOD ON THESE SHEETS!
DONT WORRY BABE YOU KNOW YOU CAN TRUST ME!

Hauntin all these fuckers
I call em to the crib
Angels to the slaughter
I give em my hellish rizz
They can’t take it they know I’m a wiz
Really I’m just a schiz 
I just wanna commit

I just wanna have fun and never call it quits
They say Trigger you really must be the fuckin shit
I comment and I’m like yeah I’m him 
I’m that guy, really I’m not that shy
Killin shit is my biz 

(Prod tag)

Verse 2 (1:04 - 1:24)
SEE TRIGGER AND YOU BETTER RUN!
YOU SEE TRIGGER AND YOU KNOW ITS FUN!
I’LL GET BIGGER TILL I REACH THE SUN!
BITCHES DON’T CHANGE UNLESS THEY DUMB!

FACEEEE THE FUCKIN RAVE!
RAISEEEE THE FUCKIN GRAVES!
ACEEEE THE FUCKIN GAME!
CMON PANDEMXNIUM TELL EM WHAT WE SAY!

TRIGGER ANTHEM

Hell 9
Produced by: PANDEMXNIUM
LYRICS:

Verse 1 (0:11 - 0:34)
There’s tears in the sky!
You say you wanna vibe, bitch
Surprise!
Trigger gonna blow your brains out
Don’t cry!
Neon angels won’t save you
This time!
I’ll consume your dumb life!
Oh my!
Don’t ask me if I’m ok, I’m alright!
Stay out of this fight bitch, it’s all mine!
Lay out these fuckin goons like I’m all might!
Hell 9, you know we do crimes all night!

Bridge (0:38 - 0:48)
TEARS IN THE SKYYYY
THERES TEARS IN THE SKYYY
RAIN BLOOD FROM THE SKYYY

(Prod tag)

Verse 2 (0:57 - 1:32)
Praise the dead! 
You know it’s scary when I dress in red!
Fuck the feds!
Gotta couple in my back shed!
Raise the dead!
Now we ok, we just make amends!
Sike!
Rest in piss!
Fuck you and all your friends!

Yuh yuh
Fuck that saint shit
I’m no Johnny Gat
Suck on this demon dick
Sit that Angel ass on my lap
Then play with me a bit
Romeo and Juliet in this bitch, hoe 
BREAK YOUR MFIN FACE BITCH
I KNOW YOU REALLY WANNA SAY SHIT
IM GONNA GET THE BLICKY IN MY KIT
TEARS IN THE SKY OR BLOOD ON THE PAVEMENT?

THERE'S TEARS IN THE SKY!

Hell 9
Produced by: PANDEMXNIUM
LYRICS:

Hook (0:18 - 0:38)
I’M AT THE FUNCTION!
I BE LOOKIN MAD AND I CAME DRESSED FOR DESTRUCTION!
I DONT REALLY THINK YOU ON THAT TOUGH SHIT!
IM NOT GONNA LIE, YOU LOOK LIKE YOU DONT KNOW SHIT!
I BE GETTIN MAD ANGELS AT THE FUNCTION!
WHY DO TRIGGER GOTTA BE ON THAT FUCK SHIT?
THESE FUCKS IN THESE STREETS AND THEY MAD SUSSIN!
WANNA SAY MY NAME, MY BLICK GON BE BUSSIN!

Verse 1 (0:40 - 0:57)
AND IIII
REALLY WANNA FUCK ALL THESE BITCHES UP WITH MY FUCKING SCYTHE 
IM NOT DEATH THO, IM JUST THE SIGN
I BE IN THESE STREETS LOOKIN FOR A CRIME
BUT THESE GIRLS THINK IM LOOKIN FOR A WIFE
I SAY NO THANKS, I’M JUST HERE FOR THE RIDE
ITS NOT YOU, I JUST CAME HERE TO KILL SOME GUYS
ITS ABOUT TIME FOR DEMISE

Hook (1:07 - 1:25)
I’M AT THE FUNCTION!
I BE LOOKIN MAD AND I CAME DRESSED FOR DESTRUCTION!
I DONT REALLY THINK YOU ON THAT TOUGH SHIT!
IM NOT GONNA LIE, YOU LOOK LIKE YOU DONT KNOW SHIT!
I BE GETTIN MAD ANGELS AT THE FUNCTION!
WHY DO TRIGGER GOTTA BE ON THAT FUCK SHIT?
THESE FUCKS IN THESE STREETS AND THEY MAD SUSSIN!
WANNA SAY MY NAME, MY BLICK GON BE BUSSIN!

Verse 2 (1:26 - 1:45)
Grim reaper massacre, remember no real ones
YOU KNOW THIS SMOKE OPEN ALL FOUR SEASONS
AT THIS POINT I DONT EVEN NEED NO FUCKIN REASON
HELL 9 WE DONT BE FUCKIN WITH NO TREASON
IM ABOUT TO GET MY GAT 
WE GON FIND WHO THE FUCKIN RATS
CATCH EM, PUT THEY HEADS ON A FUCKIN PLAQUE
SHOW EM TO THE DEVIL WE GON GET A BAG
KNOW THAT DOWN IN HELL 9 WE ON THAT STUPID CRACK

Verse 3 (1:55 - 2:14)
AIM THAT STICK!
AIM THAT STICK!
KILL EM FOR WHAT THEY DID!
KILL EM FOR WHAT THEY SAID!
AINT THAT SICK!
AINT THAT SICK!
KILL EM FOR WHAT THEY DID!
KILL EM FOR WHAT THEY SAID!
DO IT QUICK!
DO IT QUICK!
KILL EM FOR WHAT THEY DID!
KILL EM FOR WHAT THEY SAID!
FOR THE CLIQUE!
FOR THE CLIQUE!
SHOW EM NOT TO FUCK WITH TRIG!
SHOW EM THEY GON END UP DEAD!

GRIM REAPER MASSACRE!

Hell 9
Produced by: PANDEMXNIUM
LYRICS:

(0:00 -  0:36)
GET UP BITCH
GET UP BITCH
GET UP BITCH
GET UP BITCH
GET UP BITCH
FED UP BITCH
FED UP BITCH
FED UP BITCH
FED UP BITCH

IM FED UP BITCH!
GOT MY FRIENDS!
WE GON FIND WHO FINNA GET THE DEMON BOY TRIG
PUT EM IN A TRANCE
MAKE EM BRAINDE4D!
IT DONT MAKE NO SENSE!
THESE DEMONS THINK IM FULL OF SHIT!
HOW BOUT YOU BILLY BOUNCE OFF THIS DICK
I BE 90% OF THE CRIMES IN THESE STREETS
I BE BURNIN ALL THESE BEATS
AIMIN FOR THE HEAD WITH MY NEW PUMA CLEETS
CURB STOMP THEY ASS LIKE THEY FUCKIN HATIN ME

(Prod tag)

Verse 2 (0:41 - 1:01)
Get up bitch
Get up bitch
Fed up bitch
Fed up bitch

IM GETTIN FED UP
THEY CALL ME FASCIST
BUT I DONT FUCK WITH THAT BOLOGNA
I BE INTO MADNESS
I DONT BE MAKIN SONGS THAT DEAL WITH SAD SHIT
YOUR SHORTY GETTIN TOSSED LIKE A FUCKIN SALAD

Verse 3 (1:03 - 1:39)
Bitch, get up

Bitch, get up

Bitch, I’m fed up

Bitch, I’m fed up

IM FED UPPP!

LEAVE EM BRAINDEADDDD!
PAINT EM RED MAKE EM ALL PAY!
DOWN IN HELLS WE DONT HAVE NO DEBT!
GET MY RAINCHECKKKK!
THEY IN MY HELL AND IM BOUT TO MAKE EM PAY RENT!
DONT GOT THE TIME SO IMMA MAKE THEY NECK BENT!

YUH!
YUH!
YUH!
LEAVE EM BRAINDEAD!
IM ABOUT TO MAKE EM PAY RENT!
YUH!
YUH!
YUH!
YUH!
LEAVE EM BRAINDEAD!
IM ABOUT TO MAKE EM PAY RENT!

BRAINDE4D!

Hell 9
Produced by: silentkid
LYRICS:

HELL NINEEEE!

Verse 1 (0:11 - 0:38)
FUCK YOU, EAT SHIT!
I BE FUCKIN A WITCH WHILE IM PLAYIN LEFT 4 DEAD!
FOUND HER CRYIN ON THE EDGE OF THE STRIP!
CAME UP TO HER AND SHE SAID
OMG IS THAT DEMON BOY TRIG?
IM LIKE YEAH HOE - WHERES YOUR FRIENDS?
I BE LOOKIN FOR SOME GIRLS TO BRING TO THE FUCKIN CRIB!
I GOT COKE AND ITS A HUNNID % 
BOUGHT A NEW CAR FOR THE OCCASION!
DOES THAT EVEN MAKE ANY SENSE?

GOTTA GET THE BLICKY ONE MORE TIME FOR THIS FUCKING SHIT!
FUCK YOU IMMA SAY IT, EAT (BLEEP)

Verse 2 (0:39 - 1:10)
I DONT REALLY BE FUCKIN WIT NO DEMON BITCH!
I BE CUCKIN ALL THESE LOSERS THEN I FUCKIN DIP!
I GOT ALL MY GOONS UP IN THIS FUCKIN BITCH!
I GOT TWO GLOCKS WITH YOUR FUCKIN NAME ON THEM!
BETTER SAY YOUR PRAYERS IM ABOUT TO FUCKIN END IT!
CALL ME CRAZY BUT I GOT A FEW LITTLE TRICKS!
UP MY SLEEVE THAT WILL KILL EM DEAD!
CALL IT FUNNY, IM A PRICK!
I GOT NOTHING LEFT TO SAY BUT FUCK YOU EAT SHIT!

FUCK YOU, EAT SHIT!
FUCK YOU, EAT SHIT!

Verse 3 (1:11 - 1:33)
I DONT KNOW THE PAIN!
BUT I KNOW ITS NOT MY WEAKNESS!
SO I FUCK WITH PAIN!
THEN I FUCKIN RAGE!
CANT TAKE IT SO I GOTTA CAGE
ALL MY FEELINGS TILL I FUCKIN END IT 
AINT IT ALL THE SAME?
(BLEEP)
BUT AINT IT ALL THE SAME?
I GOT AT LEAST 5 ILLNESSES IN MY BRAIN!
AND ITS HURTIN SO I GOTTA CONTAIN!
ALL MY FUCKIN HATE!
IDK HOW MUCH MORE I CAN FUCKIN TAKE!
IM ABOUT TO REALLY BLOW UP IM AT A FULL TANK!


WELCOME TO HELL 9 BITCHESSS!

FVCK U, EAT SH1T!

Hell 9.
Produced By: SMILEGOTH
LYRICS:

Verse 1 (0:10 - 0:58)
DO YOU WANNA PLAY?
I THINK I GOT A GAME THAT WE CAN PLAY!
I CALL IT WHOSE GONNA FEEL THE PAIN?
IM ON THAT GOOD SHIT, I’M ON THAT MOLLY
BLASTIN LOADS Y’KNOW IMMA GET THE SHOTTY
BLOOD IS MY FASHION AND IM DRIPPIN HEAD TO TOE
HAVE NO WORRIES BABY IM A PROFESSIONAL
MURDERER!
SHE DIDNT FUCK WIT ME 
SO I FUCKIN ENDED HER
NEXT GIRL
SHE SAID SHE WAS GOOFY
AND IT HASNT OCCURED
THAT SHE HASNT EVEN SAID A WORD
GOT HANDS AROUND MY NECK
AND THEY ARENT EVEN HERS
ITS FROM THE LAST HOE
SHE DOESNT QUESTION SHE JUST SAID GRAB THE LASSO
SO I WRING IT AROUND HER NECK 
AND THEN I HEARD A CRACK
I SAID FUCK THIS!
NOBODY WANTS TO PLAY MY GAME!
THEY ON THAT BULLSHIT!

DO YOU WANNA PLAY MY GAME?
DO YOU WANNA PLAY?
DO YOU WANNA PLAY?!

Verse 2 (0:59 - 1:25)
PHASE TWO!
WE GETTIN LOOSE!
THEN WE GETTIN IN THE BEDROOM
NEW GIRL SAYS SHE INTO FREAKY STUFF, WELL ME TOO
BUT THEN SHE LOOKED AT MY CREW
YEAH I DO IT IN FRONT OF MY 

WHAT CAN I SAY IM A MURDERER!
I GOT THEM IN MY HOUSE AS SOME FURNITURE
SHE THOUGHT SHE WAS GOOFY SO I THOUGHT I’D HELP HER
HER EYES ROLLIN BACK AS I FUCKIN HURT HER

FEEL THE PAIN
DO YOU LIKE MY LITTLE GAME?
DO YOU LIKE IT IN MY LANE?
DO YOU LIKE IT WHEN I RAGEEEE?

AW FUCK, SHES DEAD

DO YOU WANNA PLAY?

Hell 9.
Produced by: SMEBeats
LYRICS:
Killer death beam you like I’m Frieza
When I come out of my hell you know it’s a freezer
Imma scare all the hoes away for all my demons 
And I know they gonna hate it when I tell em I don’t fuck with em

YEAHHHH
DRINKIN ALL THE BLOOD UP LIKE IM DRAC 
CALL ME SHIKAMARU CAUSE YOUR SHIT IS A DRAG
AND YOU KNOW WHEN I COME UP IMMA WATCH MY BACK
CAUSE I KNOW YOU DUMBASS MOTHER FUCKERS ALL CAP 
YEAH

I SAID YOU ALL CAP 
I JUST WANNA LET YOU KNOW
THAT TRIGGER ON HIS WAY FOR YOUR ASS
FUCK YOUR HORNS PUT EM ON MY WALL WITH A PLAQUE
AND IM NOT SCARED IM JUST HERE TO FUCKIN LAUGH

Im on empty sick of always pullin all this weight over deadbeats
Laying out the traps for rats tryna friend me
Got the feeling that this boy is tryna end me Promise that you dead meat

Spit sick on my dennis im a menace
And im rippin open space a sorcerer no apprentice
Im fuckin on your bitch I hit because im like that
Claiming he the shit but pussy aint never fight back

One shot dead get the message what I said boy
Two twin pistols out the front spittin lead boy
One more chance fore the metal in your head boy 
I dont think that you wanna end up dead boy

These shitty rappers aint about it and it shows
He saw the ak and I promise you he froze

10 shots to the face and I turn him to a deadman
Bitch I come strapped wearing sigils of a red hand

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