MOTIVATION UPGRADE (FUNK AND MORE)

2022 Deathgaurd Mob, Written and preformed by 6a6ayaga
Production by Yung Venxm, Netuh, and Heks Guest Preformances from Seira666, and Fxckjamie
Mixing and Mastering by Fxckjamie Art Direction by 6a6ayaga

Mob Ties (feat. Seira666) [prod. Netuh]

WHATS LOST IN THE STARS [ft. MVKO] [prod. roosevelt]

Beat das Trevas

[Music Video]

Sin City

🔥 CURSEDEVIL, DJ FKU, Skorde - TUCA DONKA(OUT NOW)

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CURSEDEVIL, DJ FKU, Skorde - TUCA DONKA
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Tuca Donka

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CURSEDEVIL, DJ FKU, Skorde - TUCA DONKA (Sped Up)

CURSEDEVIL, QUPE - ENE FUNK

PROD BLUNT CHRIST
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die
Cover by: https://www.instagram.com/sathvriel

(LYRICS)
PROPHET:
Rollin smoking I got potent 
Pass the blunt keep it in motion 
Pour the wock up like it’s potion 
Got these baddies that I’m ghosting 
Cuz I know they’re out here hoeing 
get em wetter than the ocean 
Cuz they know the prophets toting 
Like a river got em flowing 
Spread her legs and keep em open 
Pound the pussy leave it swolen
I want head there’s no eloping 
always knew that I was chosen 
Junkies round me overdosing 
I don’t care my heart is frozen 
Do a show while out in Poland 
Sell it out and keep on going 

I had to get in my bag 
Head to the bank 
& never look back 
Selling the pack
Staying on track 
I got the gat
brains on the mat 
That is wrap 
So many guns 
Like i live in Iraq 
Gunning em down 
They’re under attack 
I got a missile 
I feel like a tank 
Imma street general
That is my rank 
Rolling up sticky
Im smoking on stank 
Puffin on cookies 
I love all the dank 
You’ll never get me 
I’m out the gang 
Moving like g’s 
& talking in slang 
Talking on gang 
And you’re getting slain 
Promise I’ll make you remember the name 
It’s prophet to the fucking grave!

MILITXNT:
Nothing in my pocket cus I’m always spending shit popping pills I’m feelings sick  feelings like a woozy bitch got me feeling like a lunatic I’m always in the pit 

always feeling like a junkie yeah I need to take a sip 

I need to chill I need a pill I’m feeling ill feelings like I’m dying with a plan to spill a kill aye 

I’m dying out of anger hit that bitch up with the hammer pick him up and hit the slammer hit ya mouth correct ya grammar 

Popping like a rocket bouta take what in ya pocket Glock up in ya eye it’s out ya motherfucking  socket 

stop looking at Glock I’m bout to drop u on ya top 30 rounds will leave u shocked boutta hit up on ya block never fucking with the opps spill the blood up on ya socks smelling gas u hear a pop boutta blow that fucking shot

PROPHET X MILITXNT - 30 ROUND'S

eat shit and die







99.ZED  https://soundcloud.com/lilsherm187

SALIVA GREY  https://soundcloud.com/salivagrey

187 COLLECTIVE  https://soundcloud.com/seppuku187


abandon all hope


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abandon all hope

I CAME TO DO MY THANG MANE (Ft. Saliva Grey) @99ZED

14,000 (Prod. Fles)

HARVEST GLOOM

TWENTYTHREE, 99ZED, SALIVA GREY - DISCIPLE OF MISERY

prod lil $weden + aragoth
Cover art: @gekxta


Lyrics:
Satanic writings all over the ceiling 
Decapitate heads & then I start the peeling 
A Knife made of bone in my pocket concealing 
I just can’t escape the way I’m always feeling x2

I never forget it 
You’ll live to regret it 
I’ll leave you beheaded 
WOOF WOOF 
I know where you’re headed
I’m prophet the dreaded 
The devils descendent 
WOOF WOOF
A true necromancer 
Turns dead resurrected 
The demonic army 
I’ll never see heaven 
I’ll burn for eternity 
sins aren’t repented 
Looked god in the face 
And he showed me rejection 

When I’m in hell 
I know I’ll be respected 
A satanic soldier 
That’s used as a weapon 
My heart is so cold 
Cuz I don’t know affection 
A real fallen angel 
the devils obsession 
My eyes rolling back 
Cuz demonic possession 
I live in the void 
& I channel aggression 
make souls of living 
Feel all the oppression 
& turn a happy family 
Into depression 

Live or die? Suicide
That is the question 
Gun to my head 
And I can’t wait to press it 
Fuck my existence
I’m tired of stressing 
I’ll kill myself 
Just to be with my brethren  

I’m really a curse 
But they think imma blessing 
Satanic alter 
I’m killing the reverend 
Kill for the power 
Exterminate peasants 
all throughout life 
I’ve been learning new lessons 

Satanic writings all over the ceiling 
Decapitate heads & then I start the peeling 
A Knife made of bone in my pocket concealing 
I just can’t escape the way I’m always feeling x2

NEVER FORGET

prod smoosher 
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die
Cover by: https://www.instagram.com/sathvriel

Lyrics:
cutting out pages of bible 
And gripping the rifle 
To kill all yo idols 
 
crazy and wild 
And stuck in my head 
So I been homicidal 
x2

This whole fucking world 
Has turned me to a psycho 
A killing machine with a knife 
like I’m Michael 
Sick serial killer
that’s stuck in cycle
There really no telling 
About how my night goes 
I stalk in the night 
And then kill if it’s rightful 
Stay in during day 
And come out when it’s nightfall 
The taste of new blood 
Is just truly delightful 
Bitch my heart is frozen 
Like i live in cryo 

Bodies in cryogen 
Live from the devils den 
I just killed number 10 
Ay ay 
Add to the list again 
Bitch I’m still sipping gin 
Like it’s my medicine 
Ay ay
Lurk in yo residence 
Im killing everything  
Smiles unsettling 
Ay ay
Murder adrenaline 
Let that shit settle in 
screaming is deafening 
Ay ay

Strangling 
Coughing up blood 
As I’m bludgeoning 
Cut up the bodies 
The numbers keep doubling 
My life was trauma filled 
That’s why I’m troubling 
Stabbing him up 
Now he’s leaking and stumbling 
Choking on blood 
Got him muh fuckin mumbling 
Call up the demons
for ritual summoning 
Devil’s possessing me  
blood when I’m vomiting 
I cannot stop it 
My mental health plummeting 

Imma take your soul 
as a mutha fucking punishment 
Murder is a way of life 
Shits my only stimulant 
If I do a fucking drill 
Wiping out accomplices 
Imma god when I die 
They gon built a monument 

Prophet the ripper 
When i start demolishing 
Conjure the entities 
I hear them calling me 
Look in the eyes of a witch 
Take her energy 
Snatch up her soul 
I got eyes of a deity

cutting out pages of bible 
And gripping the rifle 
To kill all yo idols 

crazy and wild 
And stuck in my head 
And I been homicidal 
x2

CONVICTION

WARL0RD ERA

prod_22dub - bass boost

We’re back... 

Tracked/Mixed/Mastered by @thornwallstudios 
Produced by @thornwallstudios 

Lyrics 

VERSE 1: Eidolon 

Been a long time but bitch I need mine 
Too many pressures pushin my spine 
Sing a sad song but look you aint die 
Butcher this beat my meat be mankind 
Chewin on bullets sippin on rye 
Too much now my liver ain’t right 
Came back a wolf I kill and you cry
Summoned back bitch we permanent night 

Spun around quick like your crosses 
Two sick for the mother fucking office 
You sit on a bed of fear and caution 
We’re on a mountain of mother fucking coffins 
It’s awesome 

Since I was a kid I knew that we was something special 
Mix a little bit of depression with a bit of heavy metal 
Add a pinch of some hip-hop mix in some deadbeat dads and then 
divine intervention that would off your fucking head 

Still go ape shit 
You hate it 
The coven still the greatest 
from shows in the basement 
To making a statement 
 
VERSE 2: Richmaiden

two cuts how’d I miss my vein 
so close but I’m so far away
way down to the coast line 
don’t give a fuck about a co-sign 
anybody wanna know why maiden be afraid to close his eyes?
I don’t wanna see the ghosts in my dreams 
nah ion wanna see a ghost when I wake up in the middle of the night again 
screaming and gripping tight onto anything I can feel or fear anything that I might have been 
I will never be no one 
I, the lone abondoned son 
I got willett in my cup you sipping on jameson
wanna be able to feel like i can pull myself together somehow 
wanna be able to rest my soul when the sun goes down 

I still hear you in my conscience 
you’re so far away...

CONVICTION

PROPHET

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