these leeches taking cuz they aint got nothing to give 🗣️

HEAD CRACK

AS WE GATHER ON THIS SABBATH (PROD. ARAGOTH)

Soft ass bitch 
Worried bout a single man dying but genocide you motherfuckers wont say shit
RIP the kid, yall dont really get the message and questions what got him split
Even if you did, caught up in politics, policy, churches and dread
Tears wont be shed, off of an audio sheeple divided, we’re dead
No hope for the masses, indoctrinated from all of your classes
Not even worth caskets, none of you being saved during the rapture
Praying to Saturn, satanists running this place a disaster
None of it matters, we’re playing this game and repeating a pattern
False Gods, fuck your belief, cant practice what you preach
Hats off to the naive, Ill never get the glee 
Pissed off, let's kill a priest, ritual symphony Im not herding the sheep but I'll still split the sea
Its the Ouija
Hearing constant static as I’m stepping through your tv
I think that Ive had it, join Abaddon, end the season
End all of this treason, congregate with demons
The human race is rabid these savages have no reason
Bow to the O shrine pedestal, Missing with rap criminals tapped into hell
Havent hit a blunt in a minute skunk stuffed up in it
Stunted off the jump since a jit punk lil kid Im the villain

False Sense of Reality

Lyrics: Mummy Land 6 By Drownthefeds
Bullets holes in your body from that talkin’ 
See that tape around the block the Feds talkin’ 
In the haunt you ain’t welcomed you is not in’ 
You ain’t fam you aint gang you is not it!

Section eight on my leg with a flipped down cross 
Suicidal so I jump I do it like Kriss kross
Tasted blood from her neck then my soul got hot
Broken bones when I pop when I drop I walk
Stainless glass holy images be sponsored by god 
Angel wings get too burning when I turn down the block 
Ash of the omen read the eulogy then just drop off the money 
I’m wrapping blunts inside the coffin with Anubis’s mummy 
Im riding Cerberus with luficer she tell me I’m yummy 
This catalytic Cadillac we pop it back when it’s sunny 
I turn to dust and watch you cry I think this shit kinda funny 
two stepping with lil freddy in your dreams it get bloody

Mummy Land 6 (prod. Incline)

Grabbing the swords for war, blood soaked floors
Of course, absorb horned headed demons from the ouija board
Hit Ouijaboy whats the reason for? This illusion disillusioned the solutions abhorrent
When it rains its pouring, plan your death employ it
Eat people thru Soylent, fuck living with these peasants, forewarned new poison
Black Magic Whorer Movie for my sick enjoyment
Got a clip appointment itching to deliver slivers size of a coin 
Whats that noise? Click, hotter than some porridge, horrid, all you fuckers annoying
Human life I strife with its pointless
I drop bombs, dont carry em
My thoughts delirium 
6 feet to bury him
Wood box to carry him
Rag wrapped like Syrian
Find the root, mycelium
Lose a tooth or cranium
Bitch im hard, vibranium
Boy you not, hilarious
Antichrist vicarious
Ouijaboy the scariest
Know you cant be serious
No you wont get near to this
Hear my flow? Meticulous
But Im still kinda new to this and no I dont do no tutoring bitch
Shoulda woulda coulda motherfucker but you won’t though
Innocent of innocence, and ina sense a villain hoe
The difference is insolence, you end up residential home
Horns up like an antelope, the New World Order scapegoat 
Float home, you dug yourself a hole
Arm and leg be the price to save yo soul
On the low, addicted to prescription bitch we know Im a scumbag I deserve death row 
Cogs missings, need a rewire, breathing retire, got my thoughts tripping, mental anguish, growing painless with my saw spinning, lowered on yo face, now yo jaw ripping awaken where the demons play
Weightless statements every word is baseless
Aimless swing the blade dont get to close you faceless
Brainless ass motherfucker, corpse nameless
Shameless, fucking with the ouija you courageous 
I taste the blood in my teeth if he dissing its sneak
Its straight fuck your beliefs, drop a tab underneath
Knee deep as I creep in the swamp and the creek
Sleep deep underneath set the haunted ones free
Im dishonest wont pass the gas off this chronic
Immodest my clique toxic the stick vomit
Missing mobbing we dominate bout everybody
A drugged up zombie with flesh rotting, the blood clotting
My shadow stretches to dark places it starts at hades
The hollow deadman with wretched stenches but can you blame me?
The cannabis just smells like piss I hit the lottery
My conglomerates shattering skulls, pottery
Reaching from their shackles, demons reaping tabernacles
From the darkness to your mind, evil creatures start to cackle
Creeping in the shadows you can find me on the gallows 
Leeching off the cattle feel no peace until I dabble

Solve et Coagula

KeYs. (PROD. SOGIMURA)

with @fkbambam

produced by @nimbustwokay & Lord Gasp
mix/rec by Lord Gasp

LYRICS :

(Lord Gasp)

in the cut, out the mix like a bad batch,
boy you movin’ goofy, you the type to get your bag snatched.
lab rat, popped me out the womb and fed my ass tabs
Put me down, i’ll be back , pull up on you , bambam

(Fkbambam)

Got a freak hoe gimme dome 
Doing a handstand
Im like juicy jay up in the club she do her band dance
Came outta dirt. crawled my way out of the quick sand,
Flaunting what im wanting we gon take it you get ransacked

(lord gasp)

lifes a bitch ive let her venom in
Invite her in
I fucked the devil , insiminate her face
Its in my veins
no Vitamin can fix my sinner brain
Disintegrate you bony sack 
The hollow points , the body bag and everything


(fkbambam)

Labels tryna buy my swag, it’s not for sale
You quit and only worked for three whole days yeah you’re bound to fail
Damn your ass retarded how the fuck you slower than a snail
Cross my ass like Jesus, pin right through your hands with metal nails 


(lord gasp)

Big bank all ,blue faces like they holdin’ breath,
Gave that boy a dub, he ran off, now he owe his fuckin death.
I be with them steppers, but they quiet, ain’t no show and tell,
Catch him talkin’ crazy, he gon’ fold like an open mail.


(hook - lord gasp and fkbambam)

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place



(fkbambam)

made it outta nothing i ain’t got no mob ties
messing with the fam you gon’ end up hog tied
Hit em up, freeze up leave ya stuck, terrorize
Shocked to see me creeping out 
But I know I don’t look surprised




(lord gasp)

Whole life flashing, his homies bout to pick his scraps
Pick yo shoes up fore my shooter make the metal clap
Pick his loot up like the riches do the middle class
redneck, call me lil bluegrass


(fkbambam)

Scare the hoes like Danny Brown
I think she had a heart attack
Even with no excercice
my numbers doing jumping jacks
Bambam, calm down
They said my whole life
Early like i’m Folgers
moving boulders like a landslide


(lord gasp)

Gone in a puff
My whole circle smoked quick
Never trust none , fuck with no bluff bitch
Stick to yo senses,  never missin maths
Put numbers in, really
Plus im really bout my swag


(hook - lord gasp and fkbambam)

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place



Lab Rat (with Fkbambam)

this single is from our collective compilation "visage of death" streamable on our #soundcloud or here on our channel w a viz made by  @Drownthefeds  

this video was edited by  @GloomVFX  

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