Funna walk into a bank with a mini gun while blasting this song 💪

Prod. tuMaggz x 6th$ithlord

HHM x $G

https://soundcloud.com/mvkotsunami
https://soundcloud.com/warlordcolossus
https://soundcloud.com/thadarksaiyan
https://soundcloud.com/6thsithlord

Coke Drip (feat. Mvko, Warlord Colossus, Tha Dark $aiyan & 6th$ithlord)

Mix and Master by Grim Salvo
Prod. Netuh

LYRICS:

I'm feeling fucked up
I do not trust her
I bring the thunder
Why do I suffer

Switchblade stomping on the feet
May day open up the coffin got the key
Always wheezing coughing bout to vomit
On the street
Pop a tab of acid now I'm stomping on the beat

Ima die slow
Feeling like a ripped throat
Walking on the rope
Let it go to the cold
Breathe slow with the flow
Walking to the hangman show
With the crowds in the rows
And the birds be the crows

You came to flip on the gang
I came with boots and a chain
I stomp em I'm looking at brains
Vampire tuck in my fang
Look at me level up watching me change

Ay, aye
We not the same
Pussy boy suffered his fate
King of the hate
Look at my energy never the same
Look at me change

All of my friends
They do not talk to me
Lets not pretend
This is the end
Eyes turning black
And my veins turning red

I'm out of dopamine
I got no soul in me
I got nobody to talk to me
Demons be calling me
I'm at the top of my levels
You sit with the devil don't talk to me ever
Bitch

I'm feeling fucked up
I do not trust her
I bring the thunder
Why do I suffer

I'm feeling fucked up
I do not trust her
I bring the thunder
Why do I suffer

I'm feeling fucked up
I do not trust her
I bring the thunder
Why do I suffer

I'm feeling fucked up
I do not trust her
I bring the thunder
Why do I suffer

Ignatia Amara (Prod. Netuh)

BODY CELL (feat. JMATTSON & WITCHOUSE40K)

Witchouse 40k - GRAVEDIGGER
Produced by: NetuH x ³³marrow
Mixed by: ³³marrow

MUSIC VIDEO:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5BRMVAw-2ks

Lyrics: 
I’m with the
I’m with the
I’m with the gang
Aye
Aye
Aye

I’m with the
I’m with the
I’m with the gang
*blech*
Leaving em gully, he breakdown
We turn em haunted, he scarred in the skully, his skeleton glass when it breaks
Forty been uppin it, open up, see em I run up, he falling right into his grave now
Bitch I’m the gravedigger, watch your body decay, put the Glock to yo face

Face it, I come out the cold
Haunted from head to the toe
Forty been talkin to ghosts
Pull-up his wheareabouts
Hollows gon make em erode now
Skully got hunnids of holes
They ain’t notice nothin, we makin no sound
Cemetary, forty talk wit the crows
Hop out the coffin, i came from the slaughter
Got pain, Imma shatter yo soul

Don’t get too close
Aim at your chin, leave a lump in your throat
Break in the castle, I’m takin your throne
I keep a Glock on me, came up from poverty, waking with confidence, stay decomposed
Hop out my coffin, i resurrect slowly
Look in my eyes, see the black in my soul
Bottomless severance, never been lonely
Fuck nobody, I pull up alone

I’m his home with the Glocky out, bro want the smoke with me, giving em cottonmouth
I’m on the block and I’m poppin out, catch em in traffic we not gonna talk it out
Muhfucka wanna talk heavy, hit em with the heater, now he soft as ice
Bloodsucka, I been coffin ready, like the undead; I ain’t scared to die

Gun to your head
Glock with a beam, I don’t bust at your legs
Forty a demon, I talk with the dead
Skeleton boy, send my ops to me next
Bitch I’m a threat
Forty the best
Shot if he gully, get popped like sum meds
Knocking his skully, he scarred like a vet
Snatching his soul, leave the body a mess
Piss on your grave I’m gon 
Eyuchhhh

Knocking em out like Suboxone
I’m with the dogs, see his pack, I’m gon air out
Block looking haunted, an angel but fallen
I pull up on em, put em in they collar
See the the ops rollin, I got heaters on me, I’m gon end it slowly if he wanna talk
Fifty on me, I’m gon pop it off, and I got targets dropping, I could send a shot

Forty catchin bodies, keep the Glock on my hip
Muhfucka talking stupid, he got popped in his shit
Your wig split, crack and bodies, I leave blood in they spit
I keep that razor wire tucked, I wrap the bat, make em flip flop
Your clique soft, pussy y’all ain’t shit get your bitch shot
Hands up in his pocket, trade his soul for his wrist watch
And I don’t fuck wit witnesses, they stories all criss crossed
I grip glocks, pullup spin the block like a pit stop

Im with the gang
*blech*
Leaving em gully, he breakdown
We turn em haunted, he scarred in the skully, his skeleton glass when it breaks
Forty been uppin it, open up, see em I run up, he falling right into his grave now
Bitch I’m the gravedigger, watch your body decay, put the Glock to yo face

GRAVEDIGGER (prod. NetuH x ³³marrow) (Video in Desc.)

Witchouse 40k - LOCUST EFFECT (prod. mark veins x ³³marrow)
Mixed and mastered by ³³marrow
Cover by Istasha the Scrub
747 HHM TRASH

Music Video: https://youtu.be/CH9pPM24k5g

The sky may break & fall when the masses overpower the sun, this is the truest sense of unified destruction. Fueling such a plague is a bounty of vegetation following unusually heavy rains, growth, and abundance. All new living food growth means the landscape can support a huge number of rapidly feeding insects and creatures that thrive in the dark. Together, we swarm.

LOCUST EFFECT (prod. mark veins x ³³marrow) (Video in Desc.)

2Pac - Only Fear Of Death (slowed)

CHAMBER OF FIRE
@CoaastGxd & @hell_usa w/ @netuhbeats
Art by Halo Blaack

[lyrics]
[CoaastGxd]
and I been cuffed up
My lucks up
I better burn the bodies
Fucked up
So fucked up
I gotta earn the rotting
and I been cuffed up
My lucks up
I better burn the bodies
Fucked up
So fucked up
I gotta earn the rotting


I'm feeling fucked up
I'm trynna find two bitches get my nuts sucked
I'm in a fine mood
What's up?
I'm inclined to find a new time to move through
The lines were two few and uncut
and shut the fuck
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck
Shut the fuck up
You don't wanna find out what the fucking mutt does
You about to wind up hiding with your nuts tucked

and i been cuffed up
My lucks up
I better burn the bodies
Fucked up
So fucked up
I gotta earn the rotting
and i been cuffed up
My lucks up
I better burn the bodies
Fucked up
So fucked up
I gotta earn the rotting

[Witchouse 40K]
Hoodie fulla bats
Okay
Pumpkin fulla cash
Okay
Halloween erry day
Forty on my lap, okay
No I neva lack, okay
Cock back, let it bang
...Drako livin
In the bank
Gold gettin
 
Slate soul flippin
Now im peso spinnin
Choppa rippin
Not it gonna make holes in em
Grr, bra
Leave his body on the floor drippin

Lil bish...
Run up on me
Put em in the dust and then I hit'em wita beam
I aint ever leaving evidence up on the scene
Lil witch wita mac made his fingerprints clean
Blech
Shawty wanna fuck me for da fee
I aint really bout it so I pass her to the team
Gimme all the smoke
Smokin up another piece
Gotta chain like the ocean and my wrist hit like the sea
BLEGH

Chamber of Fire

Chamber of Fire w/ Witchouse 40k [Prod. Netuh]

Music Video : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jAh5tvNLuyU
Music Video Shot by: @king.zabb

AK3K SOCIAL MEDIA: @BLUNTEDPHARAOH
NETUH SOCIAL MEDIA: @NETUHBEATS

EXODIA (PROD. NETUH) *VIDEO IN DESC

PROD NETUH
MIX AND MASTER BY TUMAGGZ

LYRICS: 
feels like im falling
the graveyard im crawling
stars started burning the
universe planets are turning
im - hurting
but they think im joking
i cut them off slowly
hell hound militia the chosen

ay
ride around town robbing graves
warlord written right across the mask upon my face
how you gonna talk when you bodied in the rain
crack you and ya bloody now we lookin atchya brain




I FUCK HER SLOW
DEEP WITH MY HAND ON HER THROAT
SPIT on me LOVE IT NEED MOE
PUT A SPELL ON ME BLOCKING MY SOUL
I LOVE A WITCH TO THE DEATH OF ME HOE


POP A COUPLE KETAMINE MIX  IT WITH ALCHEMY
LOSIN ALL MY VISION NOW IM JUMPING OFF THE BALCONY
THATS ASSAULT AND BATTERY
SHOULDA NEVER CAME UP JUST TO CHALLENGE ME
GUESS ITS WHAT IT HAD TO BE UH


feels like im losing my mind i need help
feels like im draining my mana need health
send me a potion to gain me some wealth
how you gon kill me i end it myself


TIP
TOEING OUT THE MOTHA FUCKIN HOUSE SLOW
GET INSIDE MY WHIP AND  HEAR THE RUCKUS OUT MY WINDOW
TATTOOS ON MY SKIN IM WEARING BLACK THAT GOTH SHIT I KNOW
SPIT THAT SHADOW RAP THAT MOTHA FUCKING SUICIDE FLOW


SCREAMING IDONTWANA DIE
SINCE I BEEN ALIVE
I BEEN HOLLOW DEEP INSIDE
WHAT IS RIGHT
WHAT IS MY LIFE
WHEN IS MY TIME
WHEN AM I GONNA RIDE
feels like im losing my mind

They Think I'm Joking (Prod. Netuh)

Mix and Master By Tumaggz
Prod Yung Zodiacc
feat https://soundcloud.com/hell_usa

Throat Taste Blood (Ft. Witchouse40k) (Prod. Yung Zodiacc)

Witchouse 40k - SKULLY (Official Video) Dir. KING ZABB
HHM 747 T R A S H
M/V: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BEMI33sShx4

(Hook)
Pullup I’m leavin em pocketless,
I keep a Glock in the rocket ship
I get the cash and ain’t gon deposit it
Open his coffin I’m robbin it
I shoot em up cuz we not gonna politic
I get the pussy and slaughter it
I ain’t no rookie I’m rounding up novices
I’m castin the shadow they followin 
Forty up on my wrist,
I don’t wanna call my bitch,
Find me in the cold wit the bloods, and the ghosts, and da crips
Fucking wit the gang, then you better not slip
*Roof*
I been outta range, y’all miss
Take em for his name, now your body in abyss
Hand up on your chain, saying I been getting rich now
I ain’t ever playing, hellfire in the clip
*Blech*
(Verse)
Pull-up I’m takin yo chain away, he want favor I’m makin em pay me
Said he gon fade me, I’m making em fade away
I send a shot at the op by daily/
From the trenches, 40k wita rocket
I keep it on me I ain’t ever gon lack 
Yeah you got a gun, but never gon pop it
Im sendin a shot leave some holes in his back
Yuh aye
I’m in the city, lil bish Imma pull up and shoot up yo block 
You cannot get me, i tag em, they toes looking heavy, I’m leavin a trap where they walk
51/50 I came wita beam on the bottom, I see em and shoot em a lot
You ain’t no gangsta, lil bish you a pussy, you talking but never gon shoot at your ops/
Taking your chain away
Causin a homicide
Talk on my name, and he talk like he wanna die
Glock with a blade, now my heater is cauterized
He levitating, I’m leavin em petrified/
I flip a check that I cannot deposit
Im never gon talk less we talkin wit straps
I’m never gon lack, 
If I’m on the block alone bitch you know I Keep that Glock in my bag
*Blech*
Pullup I’m leavin em pocketless,
I keep a Glock in the rocket ship
I get the cash and ain’t gon deposit it
Open his coffin I’m robbin it
I shoot em up cuz we not gonna politic
I get the pussy and slaughter it
I ain’t no rookie I’m rounding up novices
I’m castin the shadow they followin 
Forty up on my wrist,
I don’t wanna call my bitch,
Find me in the cold wit the bloods, and the ghosts, and da crips
Fucking wit the gang, then you better not slip
*Roof*
I been outta range, y’all miss
Take em for his name, now your body in abyss
Hand up on your chain, saying I been getting rich now
I ain’t ever playing, hellfire in the clip
*Blech

Throat Taste Blood (Ft. Witchouse40k) (Prod. Yung Zodiacc)

Warlord Colossus

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