FUCKKKKKKKK this  goddamn slaps the fuck outta a bitch!

@CoaastGxd and @Grim_Salvo - Floccinaucinihilipilification
Produced by Vermin 666
Mixed and Mastered by @33marrow
Art by Halo Blaack

LYRICS
I’m sick of that attitude bitch
You need Dad to come slap up the wrist
And you make like a punk
I got chu buzzing in the beehive
Always hit deep no sea dive
Rewind
I’m really not mad at you bitch 
You gave up and I’m glad that you did It was done from the jump
Looking like you got the green eye
Shallow water grave goes knee-high 
Rewind

Hibernation in my comfort
Little brittle coves bring clots like mustard
Fell off a boat like just last summer
But when I came up to the surface I couldn’t see colors
Now I’m a ghoul
Always a fool
Got what it takes? 
Yes I’m thinkin I do
It still hurts and I never get hungry
I don’t even think I’m from this planet I’m a bug beast
I don’t wanna live without my rhythm
Didn’t even seem to say anything before he did em
Just one big scrimmage for some pitiful gimmicks
Universe looking thicc
Imma bust up in it

I’m sick of that attitude bitch
You need Dad to come slap up the wrist
And you make like a punk
I got chu buzzing in the beehive
Always hit deep no sea dive
Rewind
I’m really not mad at you bitch 
You gave up and I’m glad that you did It was done from the jump
Looking like you got the green eye
Shallow water grave goes knee-high 
Rewind

Look at my alchemy I see now it's no limitations
Fell through the great simulation
Woke up with endless patience
Truth is there's darkness inside of me
I can barely take it
You were there on the night I lost my mind to infestation

Burning fuckin' bibles
This a stick up
Sick like when I switch up
Bitches suck my dick up 
Think I think I heard a hiccup
My arrival was prophetic
All your shit is anesthetic
We be coming for your head and no it won't be copacetic

Light the dynamite, ya
Somebody up in this bitch finna die tonight, AY
Light the dynamite
Ay
Somebody up in this bitch finna die tonight, AY
yuh, ay

Somebody bout to get dropped
Aim a grenade at a cop
Up with the blade and the chop
All while your bitch givin top

Light the dynamite
Ay
Somebody up in this bitch finna die tonight, AY

BLEGHH

Look at my alchemy I see now it's no limitations
Fell through the great simulation
Woke up with endless patience
Truth is there's darkness inside of me
I can barely take it
You were there on the night I lost my mind to infestation

Floccinaucinihilipilification

Floccinaucinihilipilification w/ Grim Salvo [Prod. Vermin]

lyrics:

Boy ive been a scout tying ties and selling cookies
I got heavy D on me so no these hoes ain't ever shook me
C-C-Caving in his face until his tissue getting gushy
They wont ever show up say they fucking sick but playing hooky
Pussy looking minty just might send to PSA
Oppositions getting close but do not know whats all at stake
I could take your life and do the time lil bitch ill be okay
Counters active by the masses cross the line boy you ain't safe

Kick the bucket
Its always something
I tried dying chugging bleach but it did fucking nothing
Think i needa get a nut in
My anger bussing
Take her down into my dungeon
And do the the fucking

He was messing with my capital we put him in a casserole
Big rocks load the catapult we knocking down your castle hoe
Do not call my telephone no service in the CATACOMBS
I cant stand that bitch i fucked her once and then i had to go

Labels schedule meetings i don't ever show my face
I'm too busy over seas she want the dick like s'il te plaît
Stupid fucks just want a buck that i wont ever give away
A&Rs are served for dinner salty contracts add to taste

Talking all that shit now that's some shit i'm sick of
I been gone over a year and my ass still the shit bruh
Sneaky in my silence got some flesh to rip up
Draco drank too much blood now it got the hiccups

Boy ive been a scout tying ties and selling cookies
I got heavy D on me so no these hoes ain't ever shook me
C-C-Caving in his face until his tissue getting gushy
They wont ever show up say they fucking sick but playing hooky
Pussy looking minty just might send to PSA
Oppositions getting close but do not know whats all at stake
I could take your life and do the time lil bitch ill be okay
Counters active by the masses cross the line boy you ain't safe

Boy ive been a scout tying ties and selling cookies
I got heavy D on me so no these hoes ain't ever shook me
C-C-Caving in his face until his tissue getting gushy
They wont ever show up say they fucking sick but playing hooky
Pussy looking minty just might send to PSA
Oppositions getting close but do not know whats all at stake
I could take your life and do the time lil bitch ill be okay
Counters active by the masses cross the line boy you ain't safe

Spotify

CATACOMBS! (prod. Deademane x ³³marrow)

amv: [https://youtu.be/TuG-IBkj_iU]

lyrics: 
Ok, hop out my way
Watch out, I'm not down to play
I pop the glock at your face
Brought out the wraith
Pop out with blood on my blade
Laugh as I watch y'all decay
I got the K, .45, with a glock 9 semi
Gotta spray, hot iron
Got a goth thot with me
Let it rain, shots fired, not a shot gon hit me
Got a opp block spinning like a top
Rot with me, nigga

Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed
Lever gun em down, I do not want peace
Sin City how I do em dirty
Got a glick with me, I could use a 30
Let my switch hit him, watch it shoot like Curry
Lil bitch

I got a bad bitch, she tryna rendezvous
I gotta blast, ray beam got a round or two
You wanna die? Say please, I got just the tool
To cut em down, 19 bodies stackin, dude
You never saw the best until you saw my Tec
My sawed off go sawin through your armored vest
You lockjaw, but honestly I'm choppin necks
The cops found the body, but without a head

I got my savages around me
Won't be caught without my strap
Keep on thumbin through the paper
Then I rummage through ya stash
Tell that boy I'll see ya later
He ain't never comin back
Cuz niggas know I got that blade
I'll cut ya tongue and let it flap

Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed
Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed

Pull up with 40, I came for the bullies
I'm bout all the smoke, I just bought me a new glock
Aim out the cage at a free man
.762 knock em back to the boondocks
Runnin em down to they coffin
They hide with the ghosts, see em turn to a dead zombie
Chalk on the ground, he get smoked
But I love make believe cuz I know that the feds watchin
Hang out the roof of the drop top
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!
Hit the block with a sawed off
Came with the Boogeyman, lock, shock
Smoke in the barrel, don't care if the stocks off
I ain't rockin with you pussy, you not bout that action
Leave ghosts in yo whereabouts
Came from the mud, I'm gon air it out
Bugs in his body, I'm rotten, don't wear it out

Ok, hop out my way
Watch out, I'm not down to play
I pop the glock at your face
Brought out the wraith
Pop out with blood on my blade
Laugh as I watch y'all decay
I got the K, .45, with a glock 9 semi
Gotta spray, hot iron
Got a goth thot with me
Let it rain, shots fired not a shot gon hit me
Got a opp block spinning like a top
Rot with me, nigga

cathedral ward [ft. witchouse40k] (prod. mercykill)

savage ga$p and kamaara - blood+ 〴⋋_⋌〵 w/ witchouse 40k (prod. novafled and deademane)

Lyrics:

Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around

Lately I been thinking about the time that you left
Body levitating, breathing without taking a breath
I'm still picking up the pieces from the puzzle you wrecked
Body burning like the Nazarene, the mother she wept
I been waking up in shambles, all my thoughts are a mess
My bones are aching and groaning, a sinking pain in my chest
When I'm sleeping there's a voice that lets me know it's upset
Hallucination dripping from me in a puddle of sweat

Hop out of my noggin, I don't know ya
Demon followed me to Arizona
Preaching out against me in a major way
Pay your rent in my head, old persona
I'm familiar with that stank aroma
Dreams have followed me
It seems they're here to stay

(KAMAARA)
Stick to your story
Overextend you bend you break you eat the take and wash down the glory
I know she badly bad you're madly sad upset she really adore me
I got the car the drip the coat moncler the glicks so please do not bore me
Buried a lie to tie a tie if lies could bite this shit could get gory

Open the sun and stow away a wasted day like it's not important
E on her tongue the cost to love is hard to pay when you can't afford it
Give me the keys the red ones too I dodge and weave I muh fucken floor it
Minimal space I lie awake and smell decay but tend to ignore it

(Witchouse 40k)
Crawl with the rats out the mud,
Zombie rot em, put a shot in your back up
Boy see the back of my gun with it
Pullup on em, and I'm bringing his past up
Past up
Hop out the coffin, I walk out the bottom alone, got a glock and a mag on my nuts
Sediment talkin, my skull full of holes, see the maggots around, I got bats in my blood

Ghosts in the patch and we carve em out,
I spin the block on em, haunted house
Ghost in the face, leave your body out
Camber your bones till they bottom out
Glock on my body, I shot at your body, I rot em, he turn to a ghost town
Fully auto wit the blicky, your block looking haunted, I'm hearing these ghosts sounds

Nobody but the soul found, keep the pole out when I pullup on em
Cold house, I was broke down, now a gold mouth when I pullup on em

Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around

prod. MOSSBACK
support: https://www.patreon.com/mossback

Skinwalker Social Club

STRIGOI

STRIGOI (feat. KAMAARA & Witchouse 40k)

Lyrics:

Where you going?
You didn't make a sound
It's a simple question
When you speak it out loud

I've been lying
Wide awake
Satisfying
All the memories of my mistakes

Holy ghost slipped away
Don't be afraid to realign
Holy ghost slipped away
Don't be afraid to realign

Why you moaning?
You never make that sound
It's a self-possession
Never spoken out loud

I've been crying
For another I can conjugate
Simply dying
Under pressure to deny my fate

Holy ghost slipped away
Don't be afraid to realign
Holy ghost slipped away
Don't be afraid to realign

prod. Deademane & MOSSBACK
support: https://www.patreon.com/mossback

Comforter

LYRICS:

Fallin fallin fallin 
oh it never seems to stop 
I hear they dug up my tibia from the bottom of a swamp
thrumming a terrible silence from the deep where I’m embalmed 
That voice it aint mine, and its constantly talking, it’s saying:

Thinking of a way out is self-centered at best
You’re woven in the basket, baby bird in the nest, say ahhhh

Ahhhhh fuck, huh
I guess I’m stuck, huh
I put two feet down on the throttle of the muck, huh 
I let it buck, huh
Pulling me deeper
The green is coming alive and its saying:

Searching for a punchline to an infinite jest?
Well patience makes you manic
While the truth makes you depressed
I’d say that’s pretty funny 
 
Into what are you changing me?

Forming life underneath the fetid rot

Body goes elastic 
as my lungs begin to stretch
no longer breathing in the air
the moss is breathing down my neck 
dissolving in into plasma 
feels way better than you’d expect 
releasing all my dopamine
the voice returns, and now it says:    

preach the new religion:
discontent
your reanimation:
time well spent

Great Dismal Swamp

Written and performed by GRIM SALVO x @tuMaggz x @mvkotsunami
PROD @33marrow x @tuMaggz

✄ ☹ ☜

Tropic of Sarin

Grim Salvo x Tumaggz x MVKO - TROPIC OF SARIN [PROD. ³³marrow x Tumaggz]

Written and performed by Grim Salvo x Witchouse 40k (@hell_usa)
PROD @33marrow

Artwork: Luis Perez Banus
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/perezbanus/

- L Y R I C S +

SLEUTH

It’s all bad
It’s all bad
Gonna gonna make you reap
Godheads on the rack
Gotta fiend within me
It’ll feast on the genes of the queen
Where I live is where I bleed

It’s all bad
It’s all bad
Gonna gonna make you reap
Godheads on the rack 
Gotta fiend within me
It’ll feast on the genes of the queen
Where I live is where I bleed

That methanal makes the mantis operational
Indigo mathematics 
Broken acid god insatiable
Please don’t be silent 
I call that bizarro onomatopoeia for clients 
I disguise my design in the pines
I try and survive to 45 
Mime surprise for the plain eyes
My old teeth
I divide your demise for the site
At the site
Gotta feed him for the: 
Cytoplasmic battery
Witness the death of gravity
Everyone I see: delete 
Black eyes bleeding agony
Night, day, night
Pray caught in the midnight
Moonlight
Savory prey I flay up to two times
So hail the cheddar shepard 
Feed the spider 
Rip the neck off little lobotomized broken lepers
Lurching about in the land of the water coma cannibal crimes
Breathing the filth in: reminiscent of better times
On the gang

MOSSBACK

Reaching for the light
I got a feeling that it’s stuck inside you
I don’t care what anyone thinks I’ve got to pull it out — She’s bleeding
Superhuman senses 
I can smell the roses, iron fences
I don’t care what anyone thinks
I’ve got to save the world

My initiation got me screaming trees: butt naked
Staring down the white horizon: eyes vacant
You can find me in the pantheon chewing on the idle faces
Stone gazes
Chilling in the high places 
Dummy dust, dummy love
Bloody cuffs, bloody hug 
Gimme neck, gimme lung
Cutting checks cutting tongue
I’m lurking w the steak knife
Surgery to space flight 
Bodies by the wayside

WITCHOUSE 40K

Smoking on wood till I feel like a cabin
I’m rollin extendos, my glock fulla habits
I’ve got a hundred round drum in my jacket
Might crack at your skull 
Fill you up with some lead like a basket
Bali when I mask it
Body fulla acid
Roll it never, pass it and I’m smoking all the gasses
Put you in a casket, and light it with matches
Blood all on your gut, from the hollow in your passions
Cut you with that stainless but hit you with that rusty chrome
I ain’t ever living painless
My past is full of ghosts
I’m a rockstar not a ghost
Ten holes in the body bullets in my soul
Said, fuck your set
ARs, got the weapon to your vest
Just like investments
When I’m flipping checks
Watch me flex
I’m a spirit suck me like a cigarette
I’ve got chains now, covering all the tats up on my neck
BLEGH

mossback: Reaching for the light
mossback: I got a feeling that it’s stuck inside you
sleuth: Millepedes in the weeds
sleuth: Gold teeth on my cavities
sleuth: Where I live is where I go bleed 
sleuth: What I see... can I witness the death of gravity

mossback: Superhuman senses 
mossback: I can smell the roses, iron fences
sleuth: Gold teeth on my cavities
sleuth: Yes, I am Pluto actually
sleuth: I don’t murder for me: it’s deliverance from your agony

mossback: Reaching for the light
mossback: I got a feeling that it’s stuck inside you
sleuth: Lurching about in the land of the water coma cannibal crimes
sleuth: Breathing the filth in: reminiscent of better times n the gang

✄ ☹ ☜

DOLORES

lurch.lung

lurch.lung (feat. Witchouse 40k) {PROD. ³³marrow}}}%

10:1 IKEJIME - Written and performed by Grim Salvo, ONI INC., and CoaastGxd
@grim_salvo | @oniinc | @CoaastGxd

PROD @33marrow

Artwork: Luis Perez Banus
Instagram: www.instagram.com/perezbanus/

- L Y R I C S +

ONI INC.

Imma seizure in the pit
Might fuck up and  I break my wrist
I gotta fashion up my stick
Good luck you ever catch me slip
Into the darkest sleep you’ve ever had
Like I am Toga
A cutie but evil
I am Togata as I move through your people

SLEUTH

Looks like you and all your friends really hoping that you would just blow up
I know Mom and Dad would say you’re their buttercup who deserves their closeup
But you also have to be good enough for us folk who don’t give a fuck
It’s possible you’re passible but 10:1 you fucking suck

I’m like Nergal
Buggin' out in a crop circle
Creep in Tel Aviv with 40 thieves doin' epidurals
Got a gripe
Why every single parasite act so nice?
Just fleas in the moonlight
Always gonna want it simple they fickle but never got shit quite with enough bite
Every single night you devise dividing lines
So in hindsight they'll go:
“Yeahhh he was truly ahead of his time…”
Woah!
You go low
Fucking over anybody you don't know so they won’t blow 
They putting you in jeopardy
Empathy with the enemy
Compatible with the habit narcotic chemistry

Looks like you and all your friends really hoping that you would just blow up
I know Mom and Dad would say you’re their buttercup who deserves their closeup
But you also have to be good enough for us folk who don’t give a fuck
It’s possible you’re passible but 10:1 you fucking suck

MOSSBACK

Bitch I took the soul side journey
Left my body twitching
Ever since I returned to life I been acting different
When I smoke marijuana, got me ‘noia trippin
I think they following me cuz I know about the mission
Every time I think about it I get dizzy

Hiding from the world
My family say they miss me
Beaten by the man
You can call me whitney
Try to sell my soul but first I gotta sell my kidney
I stay up 48
Trippin over please sedate me
Slipping in the mud that made me
Definition of crazy
80 past lives
Got em stacked like kitty on the last line, no safety
Lately
I been feeling like all the eyes rolling back from the grey beast

COAASTGXD

I used to give a fuck what the people thought
Now I'm just fucking numb
Used to think that anything was possible
Now I'm just fucking done
So I set fire to my old self and came back with whole new stone shell
I broke through the mold
At ten years old, brought a corpse for show-and-tell
Im going to hell
And thats the way I like it cause if heavens full of righteous people I don’t wanna find it
All the pussy got me blinded
Plus in hell all the drugs are provided
New suit and it's made out of you
Flesh/hide
I'ma crawl inside
Don’t fight it
I'm just an animal who has a cannibal view
One of only a few
So glad you enjoyed the stew
I made that shit fresh
Lucky you!
So sad that we had to use the rest of your best friends for the second brew
Im a stressed out mess with a desolate view
Best guess? Im malevolent too
Cant turn back now
I got something to prove
I got a message to move
and on no god we coming through
COAST

SLEUTH

Looks like you and all your friends really hoping that you would just blow up
I know Mom and Dad would say you’re their buttercup who deserves their closeup
But you also have to be good enough for us folk who don’t give a fuck
It’s possible you’re passible but 10:1 you fucking suck

}}}%

Great Dismal Swamp

MOSSBACK

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