we don't. need. names. 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

its loud in my head •_•

mixed by: @sastrp // cover art: @gvzzvh x @lunasith // background vox by: @sydcxx
official amv: [https://youtu.be/6AS5czp5JZI]

lyrics: [https://genius.com/Do-not-resurrect-necrotic-grip-lyrics]
back off 
i came to play with my hacksaw 
bash in your brain with my mask off 
yea try to pray for the last time 
lame and you mad but you hate cuz your cash wrong 
i don’t want love, i want matte glocks 
i’ll eat ya heart like it’s bath salts 
i'll leave his lung on the asphalt 
i’ll leave your tongue in a glass jar 
murder with a black SCAR 
he don’t wanna dump
what the fuck, is it that hard?
he don’t wanna buck
he respond with a sad bar 
nigga shoulda ducked but he run like a track star 
i came to play with my hacksaw 
i don’t want pain, i want matte glocks 
i’ll eat ya heart like it’s bath salts 
i leave his lung on the asphalt 

now i just be sippin sippin sippin slow on the blood i collect from you fuckers
and i could be vicious, witness never told of the souls that i left in my dungeon 
now cuz of my pigment i been predisposed 
to unload and attack in abundance 
but that’s just the shit they said, i go and murder cuz simply the fact that i love it 

but it’s back to the subject 
stacking bodies by the dozens 
whippin audis outta budget 
godly while i’m thumpin 
you would probly caught a couple 
grippin probly why im fucked and i don’t plan on stoppin 
she do molly while we fuckin 
creepin i might grab a snub i caught him out in public 
beam, he saw it fore it snuffed him 
he was talking like he tough and now he not so lucky

necrotic grip (prod. rose)

Prod. YCK

Thirty one nights in a legal asylum
Where the paperwork at so I’ll go and defile em
I can act for myself no divine command
And what I’d give in a trade for a sleight of hand
Any cunning stunts and any running fronts
That I’d would be committed to the coming months
And my attention is spent it would be diverted
But the newfound tricks I could bask in learning
Revel and gloat in the ways to finesse
I could brag about the fees that I paid em off to impress
And because it’s legal doesn’t mean it’s righteous
If we’re talking ethics that ain’t here to guide us
Something separating the humans apart from beasts
Are imaginary codes and integrity the beliefs
That we’re better ain’t the truth we could follow instinct
In the end I’ll be betting predicting we go extinct

Won’t you free me
From this hell I’ve come to know called home
Won’t you kill me
So I’d be sent where the sinners go
Such a shame you couldn’t
Reach salvation fervently
I did the things you wouldn’t
So give me the courtesy

Transmitters up clockwork when the spring come
I’m in no shape to be leading a kingdom
Engineered inside a laboratory
Well I’m like a cancer you can’t ignore me
Nothing to add no testimony
Will exempt myself and I’ll be bested only
By death herself and I bet she’ll come 
To make me pay the price in what I’m fleeing from
Won’t get redemption in the fifth dimension
Fibers in my muscles are tearing up from the tension
Crush any particle that I’m made of
There ain’t no force in nature I’m afraid of
Cold intervention give no extension
Reigning down the worst on the earth is my sole intention
If I had a say in me being born
I’d much rather stay how I was before

Won’t you free me
From this hell I’ve come to know called home
Won’t you kill me
So I’d be sent where the sinners go
Such a shame you couldn’t
Reach salvation fervently
I did the things you wouldn’t
So give me the courtesy

Heretic

Sent to Salvation

Tsunami J. & Bearded Legend - Saviour (Prod. Roosevelt)

Prod. YCK

We don’t need names
You’re the new slaves
Lining up their pockets
Inhumane and look who’s talking

Eyes real low blowing out the weed smoke
Fuck anybody knocking I don’t check the peephole
9 with the attachments promise all the cash mint
No bills marked passed out from the absinthe
101 inside sweating in the sweatshop
Bitch I come up with a weapon leave em fucking shellshocked
Holding me accountable legal a liability
Failing to recognize what I’m injecting it’s killing me
Stricken and wicked I’m forbidden out the holy garden he’s
Arisen take the picket sign and nail it through my arteries
I’m feeling like I’m dying on molecular levels
It’s my receptors they’re directing shoot the messenger vessel
I’m so gone leaking inside me’s only carcinogenic
Predisposed to be a loner coded it must be genetic
You wouldn’t notice day to day but I’ve been face to face with death
My cessation and location at a later date in depth

We don’t need names
You’re the new slaves
Lining up their pockets
Inhumane and look who’s talking

Underground renaissance I’m a Machiavelli
I’m an archetype I started fighting pills up in my belly
I’m the vagabond and outcast of the game
Talking bout some mid boosting and talking gold chains 
That do not appeal to me cause it don’t seem too real to me
And you won’t see me checking into one of these facilities
Seat pushed back as I watch the world burn
Stay depositing these racks cause it make the world turn
To all the 30 something fuckers that crowd around the spot
We never do want em present and testing and we do not want the cops
Showing their faces unannounced they’re circling round the parking lot
And nobody’s giving a fuck about your car with any carbon tops
Course it’s unfortunate corpses stored in the floor and it’s
Messing up the coordinates unborn fetus aborting it
Might have intended to offend reaction anaphylactic
I got some strong opinions I’ll continue stay problematic

We don’t need names
You’re the new slaves
Lining up their pockets
Inhumane and look who’s talking

Inhumane

Prod. YCK

Crack a motherfucker and I leave him in the road
They’re talking bout an honor who be really sticking to the code
Celestial bodies ascended to 
Ain’t impressed by the copies of what I do
Trap phone service on a flip Motorola
Bragging bout racks in a 2010 Corolla
Government cash sign a promissory
Got a new set of diamonds and got it for me
Fuck a network I’m my own peninsula
Where’d the funds go how they tend to trickle up
Planted rappers still acting corny
Silence informants got the press reporting
Sick of these infatuated bots who want attention
When they barely graduated and can’t handle the dissension
No your fav ain’t my favorite and I don’t believe
In LaVey a satan lives encapsulated in thieves

Putting me onto a pedestal
Imma be known as a legend
Ineligible it’s illegible
Cannot decipher the shit that you said and
Popping is not an impediment
Something that I am dependent on witness the
Leeching and pillaging benefits
Watching they try to allow and defend it

Dipped so quick ain’t nobody there to catch me
I would like to see a fucking artist try to sketch me
When the 12 involved ain’t no murder getting solved
When you want this shit done hit my line they will call
Wannabes are tryna fight you really wanna die tonight
You got me thinking all about the rioting I might incite
We want turmoil we want a brawl
We invade so we burn oil climb that wall
Forging a state of anarchy
They send a foreboding note but they aren’t deep
Tread shallow waters lined up for slaughter
So narrow minded I’m searching broader
Bland and they’re vapid depleting and tamper
Plastic in rapids I’m cleaning this hazard
Been making the weight because the grinding is encoded
Beat shaken and frayed and my sincerity’s corroded

Putting me onto a pedestal
Imma be known as a legend
Ineligible it’s illegible
Cannot decipher the shit that you said and
Popping is not an impediment
Something that I am dependent on witness the
Leeching and pillaging benefits
Watching they try to allow and defend it

You've Got Your Cut, Now Leave Me Alone

@rivilin

Lyrics

Were sick of being just used by the ones that we love
Wont you say a quick pray and give our souls to the wind
So light a match in the dark and reach a hand out to me
Losing grip over time this god gave up easily

A drug fucked mess at the alter, no your prays no they don't, don't deceive me
I'm feeling sick from all this pressure, from the ones who say they care
I watched my family be abandoned by the church who said they'd be their
Even my family that my mother used to love, abandoned her when she was in need

I'm sick of being betrayed by a lover, so disgusted am I
I've became resilient to the affection that they deny through their eyes
Where were you when my mother needed help and my brother was so suicidal back then
I was just a kid trying to keep this family together but it wasn't enough

Tainted my blood with some DNA chains
Addiction runs in me genetical fate

My blood is so tainted
I can't help to crave it
I'm drowning in vomit when I be awakened

Abusing myself and I keep coming back
Sophia I'm sorry I left in a flash
I promise I miss you but shit I got issues
I'm trapped in this cycle of booze with a screw loose

I feel like everyday's the same
I say it every song cuz I mean what I say, aye
Like I'm tryna the face pain
But when its coming in the same wave, everyday
I feel just crushed by weight
Its hard to fucking stand up let alone feel okay
I know I feel disdain
At my own life so I fight it every day

I miss your face
The excited gaze
These autumn leaves, ain't feel the same

I lost it all
I gave it up
For a dream, no regrets, but fuck it sucks

I make mistakes
I feel the pain
Associated with me to blame

My life is fucked
Deep rooted mud
God gave it up, and I had enough

Were sick of being just used by the ones that we love
Wont you say a quick pray and give our souls to the wind
So light a match in the dark and reach a hand out to me
Losing grip over time this god gave up easily

Sophia

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$LOTHBOI x Rivilin - Sophia

Ritalin (Prod. unknwnshi)

DYSMORPHIA

stream/download

DYSMORPHIA (prod. patrick zappia + sensu gang)

Prod. YCK

Shanking a twisted motherfucker just to show em I mean business
Cross the name off of the hit list getting red up from the litmus
Know by now that I’m depraved I’m the ripple and the wave
Removing unpacking unwrapping the daggers that fall in me they remind me what I crave
You are nothing but a contingent fluke
Cause it wasn’t no skill that was given to you
New weak track boutta flock to the internet
Almighty god we can’t ever let him forget
2 out of 3 I call that an isosceles
Put em on mute with these different philosophies
You want attention then cut horizontally
How many laws that I follow unlawfully
Cycle around like a roundabout
And I’m a no one in a too-crowded town
Say that I’m something without the clout
Then wonder who’s gonna talk with the loudest mouth

He has risen far above the common man
What is missing your deceit I’m not a fan 
Seated in the citadel the point of singularity
Guarded by the consecrated now observe with clarity
Too invested for extraction to the sky
Still infested with these wicked thoughts of mine
Infinitesimal to be compressed in a vacuum the records will not be expunged
Been imperceptible but unpreventable blood on the film is creating a smudge

Depression is a bitch I’ve seen it’s a fact a bit too well
Suspended in the abyss who else wanna fuck with me in the hole that you dwell 
Encroaching on the liberties initiating new upheavals
Damage the planet and all its inhabitants they got a patent expending the diesel
Separation you scared of that
You won’t stay right here like where you at
Ain’t a secret tracked down go to my scent
And I got no fucking halo parked over my head
Fuck it I’m sober enough ain’t no dope in the cut
For now I will be choking on rust
Trick up my sleeve with the coke and the dust
I’ll be killed by the overdose hoping it does
In no mood for the theistic shit
But I’m coming up short what the meaning is
Got what I want still destitute
Wanna shroud myself wanna end it too

He has risen far above the common man
What is missing your deceit I’m not a fan 
Seated in the citadel the point of singularity
Guarded by the consecrated now observe with clarity
Too invested for extraction to the sky
Still infested with these wicked thoughts of mine
Infinitesimal to be compressed in a vacuum the records will not be expunged
Been imperceptible but unpreventable blood on the film is creating a smudge

Citadel

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Lyrics:


I, pick myself up

Lose myself cause

I live in irony

Talk too much but...

I feel anxiety

I feel fucked up


What is it you're telling me?

I am not a fan of it

Spoke to the devil and he told me he's not having it

Insanity.

Did it all again and I'm not getting it.



Solopsism slipping in my conscience

Can't feel the endorphins

Get sidetracked into the boredom



I was in the elevator

stare at my reflection

glass broke into shards

began to say my confessions

the lights went dim

I felt the evil in his presence

distorted frequencies

I see him peak in through the crevice.



He asked me for my name and I just stood still

elevator purgatory

I was never fulfilled

Touching my blade, thinking If I'm a person who could kill

It's an option on my list only used for good will


He told me we're not going anywhere without request

my eyes rolled back I had to puff my chest

I could hear them saying my name but I couldn't respond

this elevator trip was lasting way too long.


Now I'm talking to myself

when I'm fucking my health.

and I'm not getting the help

can I really call this wealth?




I say it's not affecting me,

when I got no one next to me

am I being honest

If the devils who's protecting me? 



Puts his hands on my shoulders,

As the elevator goes up,

Make no stops on any floors from 01

The door opens, I never saw the sight of no one.

How can I create and live a life with no love?

VyOk - Elevator (Prod.DISBL1ND x INFELIX)

Tsunami J. & YCK - Tunnel Vision (Prod. Walt)

Gustav Ahr's Album

giving girls cocaine w/ lil tracy (prod. horsehead)

Smells Like Teen Spirit | Bass Boosted Remix

Lil Peep - R.O.O.T (Peep only)

MVKO

You dont wanna see whats in my trunk, yeah,
One wrong move youll end up in the dump, yeah,
Blunt NSYNC hit it bye bye bye,
Your bitch in my dm say slide slide slide,
What you gonna say when we pull up, Bitch,
You a bitch boy you full of, shit,
I remember way back way back you were hating the kid,
Now all you bump my music and you say that I'm the shit,

Window tint,
5 percent,
Fourty fives and Kevlar vests,
Whole gang nice we fresh like crest,
Whole game know that hellhounds next,
Rocket in our pocket call it Elon space x,
Bitch we blowin up its time to face facts,
Pussy back down as soon as they pressed,
They won't run their mouth with 2 to their chest,

Im Better off alone,
Cemetery my new home,
Yall some clones,
To many motha fuckas tryna be your influence instead of making it your own,

Run up on me im ready,
Fracture your skull my fist to heavy,
Hole in your head my aim to steady,
Fuckin with the gang can prove to be deadly, bitch


WITCHOUSE 40K 
Comin from the trenches
Looking like a witch,
I’m an animal
Two cups, Double Glocks, And some adderall
Piped up wita gang, now yo gang
in abyss
Imma press em into print like a
 catalog
Cannibal, Always got a mask like I’m hannibal
I give no fucks when you throw up yo set
AK with tumaggz it cocked at your head
And I pullup to shows while you showin up dead
Blech
...fuck that bitch
Shawty gimme soul when you suck that dick
Aye yuh
Run that shit
Run up on a bag, Like I run this bitch
Gon run that shipment through yo mistress
Leave em sleepin wit the fishes,
Im the suspect you a witness,
I’m the sickness of yo visions
I been
I been seeing past all the fakes
Okay
I been gaining mad sin the bank
Okay
Pullup all gas, no brakes
Venom in the face, Wita chain fulla fans
I
Spit on yo consciousness, flippin yo confidence, I want to soul and I’m leavein em bodless
Taking yo oxygen,
All of it
I want
I’m in yo head and I feel like a colonist
Red dot On his nose, He looking Rudolph
I Rip the pockets I ain’t take the medula
Shawty suck me snake me up like Medusa
I fuck dat bish, and then I pass her to uber
Blechhhh
Smoke em like a bag
Now he elevating
I be liftin the bag
Like a heavyweight
Im wit my hellhound , we come from cages
Now we roam in the lands bouta desomate

King feat. Witchouse 40k [prod. Ghostie]

DESERTBOYS

any inquiries/leasing: yck559@gmail.com

Inhumane

YCK

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