LURK ⚬ RAZEGOD ✝︎ NOTIONS - BELLY UP

Track 2 of SMILE RED DEVIL
Vocals by @gullyspit and @jaealaska
Production by gullyspit

Verse 1: @jaealaska
I get to stuttering 
Spit like a silencer 
Get like 300 because they so popular 
Jay to the face then depart to andromeda 
Everything round me like homina homina 
Fuck your lil infantry 
Fuck where that piggy be
All of this pack getting smoked like it’s hickory 
Back at the crib where I left any sympathy 
Watch how I put it together like symphony 
Get you addicted to every prescription 
Handing you death with a blurrier vision 
The mission got plenty of issues I promise just listen 
Ain’t nobody telling the truth
But they not awake 
Brain on a platter get scrambling like I don’t already have enough room on my plate 
Smoke rolling off of her lips like some foam from that animal face

Chorus: @gullsypit
hit em with that
knock knock at the door
knock knocked to the face
sun tzu with the war
Helen with the heavy weapon 
can’t hear whatever they say 
they ain’t really with the struggle 
we ain’t coming here to play
terror when they say obey 
we those guerrillas 
we come from the jungle
we on that animal face 

Verse 2: @gullyspit
rat race in the gutter
smoking right from the rubber 
wrong move you gon suffer 
big gun to a runner
strung up undercover 
feds wanna know what happened
spitting at em for the culture 
spitting at em in the crowd 
they think I’m pretty
they want me inside of they mouth 
worship they really devout 
I’m really not playing those dumbass lil juvenile games 
i just want you log on and come see all my content so I can be something you hate 
I’m smoking batch till my blackened lil lungs get to bleeding 
I’m coughing right into the grave 
she said she fw with my music od
so i told her to please come and sit on my face

Chorus x2

Animal Face w/ Jae Alaska

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september eleventh twenty twenty

written/recorded/mixed/mastered by MOSSBACK

Please no one notice me
I learned to love monotony
Hangdog at the front of the line
Beacon of democracy
Plain is how I ought to be
Patient til lobotomy time

Living in a world
Thats more askew than alive
Maybe I got lost along the way
Thats okay

Wanna struggle with the alligators in the mud
Wanna struggle with the alligators in the mud
Wanna struggle with the alligators in the mud
Singing harmonies with my pack like a bone thug

Wanna struggle with the alligators in the mud
Wanna struggle with the alligators in the mud
Wanna struggle with the alligators in the mud
Singing harmonies with my pack like a bone thug

Beaming from the center of the earth
Its so real
Wanna struggle with the alligators in the mud
Wanna struggle with the alligators in the mud
Pushin thirty
You're still learning
What it means to feel
Wanna struggle with the alligators in the mud
Wanna struggle with the alligators in the mud

Please no one notice me
I learned to love monotony
Hangdog at the front of the line
Beacon of democracy
Plain is how I ought to be
Patient til lobotomy time

HANGDOG

Lyrics:

Shut the door and turn the key to keep the others out
Slowly asking god to strengthen me to bear myself
Should the heaviest of burdens be for us to share?
Slowly sinking into bed under the stinking air

Everyone outside myself
Lock the door and bar them out
Everyone outside myself
Lock the door

How am I supposed to keep it together with lightning in the iris?
The world is spinning so fast that I can barely write this down
Dodging the fools and masquerading tyrants
The brain is spinning so fast the mouth can barely make a sound

Nobody's leaving alive

You'll never take me alive

I lock the door upon myself
I lock the door upon myself
I lock the door upon myself
I lock the door upon myself
I lock the door upon myself
I lock the door upon myself
I lock the door upon myself
I lock the door upon myself

Skinwalker Social Club

I Lock The Door Upon Myself

Grim Salvo & Witchouse 40k - BAPHOMET

30 DAYS OF NIGHT

American Dream is a loud, unfiltered look at hope, disillusionment, and the fight to stay human.
Anthemic and emotional — a record about chasing meaning in a world that’s lost its way.

Stop Me (If You've Heard This One Before)

breaking_free.mp3

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

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