NORTHSIDE DEMON

NORTHSIDE DEMON (PROD. DJ BOG)

DEVIL MADE US DO IT FT CUJOS FATHER (PROD. MALAKAI OF DARK REALM)

HIGH AS A MUHFUKKA (PROD. CHAINSAW MURDA)

WHISPERS OF THA DAMNED FT GNARLYNICK X MAN OF MAYHEM (PROD. MALAKAI OF DARK REALM)

CURSED (PROD. DJ BOG)

straight from the north 
spark em like a newport 
dust I snort 
I torture u contort 

killa with that trigga finger 
body bag stench linger 

spillin blood my favorite sport 
eat some slugs my money short 

blow the Doe off the hinge 
game sharp like syringe 
yea my brain unhinged 
off that dust on a binge 

need a straight jacket 
38 imma blast it 

yea I pack it 
hella caskets 
mane u ain’t in my bracket 

drain yo blood sacrifice 
I’m sippin mud on ice x8 

drain yo blood sacrifice
im sippin mud on ice 

body wrapped now it burn 
fade to black u with the worms 

drop u off inna ditch 
in the woods with a witch 
I hit tha bump off a switch blade
u acting like a bitch mane 

demon on my shoulder crave destruction 
slit wrist soldier straight out the dungeon 

represent the underground 
demons when u turn around 
u get found in a mound 

doin dirt hit a busta where it hurts 
he in the earth I been a problem since birth 

crows eat u for breakfast 
blade to his throat like a necklace 

I leave a muhfukka neckless 
I leave a muhfukka headless 

I’m goin crazy on the mic u won’t make it thru the night 
I take his soul with this knife u gon die don’t put up a fight 

ski mask and a Glock 
ho I blast 3 shots 
yea im blastin at the cops 
everybody gettin dropped 

mothafuckas talk a lot 
till they meet the red dot

STR8 FROM THA NORTH (PROD. MXSTVH)

catch a kill 
then pop a pill 
bodies in the hill 
chain gold like my grill 

ho I’m hungry need my fill 
in that Cadillac deville  
send u south when it spill 
sick in the head im mentally ill 

i need dollars i need drugs 
ima doctor im the plug 

up my dose body on the coast 
ima ghost keep tha pistol close 

blast at your family lost my sanity 
bustas can’t handle me murda my fantasy 

make his life flash 
machete u slashed 
blood splash 
bones turn to ash 

body rotten in the light
imma blow up like dynamite 
leave ur corpse with parasites 
I came to eat gotta appetite 

stalking my prey 
u get bagged like yay
pass me tha hay 
u get cut like fillets 

mental sickness 
I’m too vicious 
blow the doe off the hinges 
fuck the world packin inches 

i break a busta like dishes 
rappers so fictitious I got snow like it’s Christmas 

kill a cop on my wishlist 
took his hoe he bitchless
grab the Glock with the quickness 
satan my only witness 

I keep it g for my fallen ones 
white tee bloody like my gun 

187 kill a cop 
mac 11 and a Glock 

big blade u laid in the grave 
covered in dirt like where the spade 

whoop whoop skunk got the axe 
make brain soup when his skull crack 




got that demon flow 
6 feet below 
riding low 
while I smoke dro 

inhale u can’t exhale 
blade impale leave a bloody trail 

I got dope for sale 
buss out the scale 
I got coke nails 
u ride coat tails 

bloody wife beater 
bitch I keep the heater 9 millimeter ur grave deeper 

fuck the reaper bitch I’m waiting 
knife in his femur I send em to Satan 

real evil i been to hell 
shootin thru the peep hole sending shells 

in a bag disposable 
bloody pool 
when I blast the tool 
catch a kill if I lose my cool 

dust in my nose 
u gettin disposed 
turn up the show 
while I’m blazin a o 

it’s a tragedy he magically disappear 
bag em like tree killin spree whatchu fear? 

cut em ear to ear like the joker 
demons whisper i hear get em closer 

keep it real till the ditch 
u busta bitch 
bloody crucifix 
rep that triple six 

bad habits
back at it like a crack addict 
with a automatic 

do this shit easy pills got me queasy 
I pull up sneaky then we do em greasy 

i be where the dope be 
I need the bread like a dope fiend 
smokin og got a dope lean 


blunts full of kill make me nod 
only got killaz in my squad 
kill em im playing god 
throw em in the ocean like a fuckin rod 

throw em in the lake 
test me? a mistake 
no escape 
when his skull break 

got a hole in his forehead 
blow like warhead 
skunk morbid 
shit horrid

catch a kill 
then pop a pill 
bodies in the hill 
chain gold like my grill 

ho I’m hungry need my fill 
in that Cadillac deville  
send u south when it spill 
sick in the head im mentally ill

CATCH A KILL (PROD. BAKER)

TEN TOES (PROD. DJ CRUSADE)

gold grills with residue 
u gon see what this weapon do 
pick his brain off my shoe 
I shoot him him and you 

baby twenty two 
money due 
I’ll take his life too 
the knife rip right thru 

body bag tyin
gold shinin
leave a busta dyin 
his brains on the siding 

brains on the door mat 
cock the forty u splat 
need the bands where they at 
I’ll bite the head off a bat 

feel like ozzy grip the shotty 
heart cold like a body out the krypt imma zombie 

pop two Oxys, in the woods demons haunt me 

I don’t need no mask imma blast on a punk 
that’s his ass in the trash where a busta get dumped 

devil shyt my religion 
this blade give him an incision 
poppin these prescriptions 
buckshot I ain’t missing 

grills like I’m pissing 
brains on the linen 
out the grave I’ve risen 
fuck earth it’s just a prison 

they dont know me 
not my homie
mothafuckas just phony 
fuck the world u can blow me 
choppin lines with a Bowie 
at ur funeral ceremony 
in the grave get cozy 

at the top it get lonely 
think I’m dyin too slowly 


I put in work 
u in the dirt 
u on a shirt 
momma hurt 

momma weeping in tha street 
meet this nine like a meet and greet 
hang yo body like a wreath 
by ur mothafuckin feet 

ain’t no love juss beef 
bloodshed and some grief 

in the casket let me sleep 
imma blast it like pistol Pete 
u really cannot compete 
corpse on the concrete 

my flow too elite like a Jewish banker 
now u deceased sinkin with a anchor 

u gon die so fast if I need that cash 
in this game u won’t last i break a busta like glass 

rhymes got my head smokin
body cut open 
blood soakin the ocean 

bricks on his ankles 
corpse look mangled 
corpse get dangled 
gas got me strangled 

need them crip notes 
test me all she wrote 
knife in his throat 
got em chokin like dope

CHRONICLES OF A CORPSE (PROD. CHAINSAW MURDA)

211FTP FT MALAKAI OF DARK REALM (PROD. MAZETHAHOMIE)

FUCK THA WORLD (PROD. DJ SACRED)

NORTHSIDE DEMON OUT NOW 




UNDERWORLD$KUNK is known for his heavy, distorted sound and lyrics that explore themes of horror, the supernatural, and crime/street life. His music often features a dark, atmospheric quality that immerses listeners in his twisted world.