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

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LYRICS-



MILITXNT-

I need to cope
Lay In the water and watch as I float
Lay in the grave and come up as a ghost
Rotting in hell imma roast
Spitting up blood from my throat 
All of my hope is revoked imma sit in the dark all alone
I feel alone I have run out of hope 
Tying my neck on a rope 
Hanging me down on a pole 
Devil is taking a toll he’s lighting the fire like coal 
All of the angels will go up in smoke 
The deal we have made is a hoax 
I need to go 
Haunted by choices 
Keep hearing voices 
Actions bring habits I’m tryna avoid it 
Gray all around me the rain keep on pouring 
Filling my cup with a tear of importance 
I’m feeling pain 
Mask on my face got me feeling like bane 
The demons gonna dance in the rain 
Shake out these shackles and bust out these chains 
Come from the ground with a crown on my brain 
I feel insane 
I need to empty my head 
Put the beam to my skull make it red 
Leaking out brains on my bed 
All of the blood gonna spread 
I need some meds 
Put him in a bag hear a zip
Toss him in the back of the whip
Ready hear a blast from my blick
Knife to the vein on ya wrist make it drip
Running out of time kill him quick
Blade on my back 
Pick up the Mac add a Mag then attack 
Grind up his body and pack like a jack 
Cut off your head then I toss in a sack 



PROPHET-

Nail me to the cross 
Cuz I’m one of the gods 
god of the bloodshed 
kill for a cause 
Drag you to the woods
& your bound to get lost 
Leaving no evidence 
Case getting dropped 
Cock the Glock back
& Im letting it off 
Creep in the fog 
Cutting your throat 
when you get to the car 
See them in person 
They’re acting real hard 
Till I act up 
with the pistol 
and spark 
Choppa gets lit up like 
Candles in dark 
One in the head 
And put 2 in yo heart 
You talking hot 
And get shot on the spot 
Tighten the noose 
When I wrap round the knots 
Fuck all the feds 
Give a shit bout a cop 
Cut up the carcass 
And leave it to rot 
Serial killer 
My victims I stalk 
Follow you home 
When you go for a walk 
See me behind you 
Keep running don’t stop 
Leaking his brains 
& they outline in chalk 
Your time is ticking 
Always on the clock 
Call me the scarecrow 
always round crops 
Selling a bag 
I just re up’d the stock 
I hit the block 
With the crack in my socks 
Trap house is booming 
From cooking up rock 
Whipping the Pyrex 
Im stirring the pot 
Imma stay here 
Wether like it or not 
I’m taking everything 
Give what you got 
Stolen whips in this bitch
all of em hot 
Stole em straight
out of the parking lot
If it goes wrong 
I’m down to flock 
That’s what i do anyway 
to the opps

OMERTÀ- MILITXNT X PROPHET (prod.ARAGOTH)

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

prod sloth + aragoth.die
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die

Lyrics

PROPHET:
I crawled out of hell
So I can resurrect
Gripping on yo throat 
And imma break that neck 
Stabbing up yo body 
And cut off yo head 
Carcass started rotting 
I can smell the stench 
I hate everybody
And I want revenge 
Demon out the darkness 
Feel malevolence 
762’s ripping through
a pussies vest
Imma leave a hole 
inside yo fucking chest 

Leave yo body wet up
You get fucking drenched 
Imma a fucking pro 
I’ll leave no evidence 
Im the anti christ 
I wasn’t heaven sent 
Inverted crucifix 
marking on my skin 
Mobbing with the goons 
we were born to sin 
hate the government 
And this president 
No one’s listening 
To our suffering 
They don’t give a shit 
About the residents 
Ay ay!

ATRXX:
Face off, running ‚till it hits no stutter 
Blood drips off my fucking hand, don’t cover 
Tick tick tick on your wrist my lover 
No ex, no next, no sex, no rubber

Hate hate hate they changed, can’t keep my hands off your face 
Pain pain pain pain pain, I wanna drown in your waist

Ten feet down make her whisper lies 
Fucked her dead wanna rip her thighs
Fine fine fine voices I cannot keep all those things to myself don’t cry

PROPHET X ATRXX - _MALEVOLANT_FINAL.WAV

Lyrics //

All I can see is the bodies around me 
When I walk alone, they keep calling my name
King of the dead, king of the revenant, won't ever change
Stuck in this hell, I'm addicted to everything that make me feel right
Once in my tomb, how can I lose? I'm just a dead guy

Found a way out of this hellhole
This one for the ghosts and the dead hoes
Lay down when I spray, I don't aim low
Lay down in the gutters to the ghetto, do you even wanna try
Selling your soul to be someone you're not 
Acting so hard when in person you're soft
Half of you rappers is living off stamps 
Popping them pills like you cannot pay rent

Move like a thug, leaving a trace like a motherfucking slug
Trying to run but you're stuck in the mud 
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Feels like a glock to your face, counting your days
Don't gotta hear it, I know that shit lame 
Don't gotta say it, I know you ashamed
Ashamed of your life and of what you became

All I can see is the bodies around me 
When I walk alone, they keep calling my name
King of the dead, king of the revenant, won't ever change
Stuck in this hell, I'm addicted to everything that make me feel right
Once in my tomb, how can I lose? I'm just a dead guy

Away from 'em, stay away from
Away from 'em, stay away from
Away from 'em, stay away from
Away from 'em, stay away from

PERFECT DARK

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

Made live on Tiktok, looking to see which version becomes the most popular.

Oi Oi Troy v3

PROD. @PXLSE
FEATURING @FUCKAPACHE
COVERT ART BY WWW.INSTAGRAM.COM/LENFANT_/

LYRICS

[DEPTH STRIDA]

WELCOME TO MY TORTURE CHAMBER
WHERE THE FLOOR IS JUST SANDPAPER
ILL MAKE SURE YOU WILL REMEMBER
THIS HOW I HANDLE TRAITOR

BLACK OPS
RED DOT
INTERROGATION GOT ME FED UP
LETS TALK
BOUT YOUR PROBLEMS I KNOW YOU FEEL MESSED UP
CANT STOP
NUMB THE PAIN WITH A FUCKING HEADSHOT
FUCKED UP LOCK YOU IN THE RED DOT AY	



KATANA DRAGS YOU TO NIRVANA
TIJUANA TWISTER FOR YOUR BROTHER
MOTHERFUCKER STOP THE STUPID DRAMA
STRIDA FLOW  NEED NO FUCKIN COMMA

FLEXIN FANGS  IM A BEAST
YOUR FLOWS WHACK NO IDEAS
YOUR SHIT GIVES ME DISEASE
MY FLOW GROWLING OVERSEAS

DEATH IS MY PROPHECY IM
BALLIN LIKE IN ROCKET LEAGUE
YOU'RE A BITCH DONT TALK TO ME
IM SHITTING ON YOUR STUPID BEEF
DEATH IS MY ODYSSEE
YOU DIE DOWN HERE COME TEST ME
I DONT CARE ABOUT SOME BEEF
CAUSE I GOT CURSED IM STUCKED TOO DEEP

STRIDAWALKING PASS A DUNGEON FOUND A KNIFE AND STAB THE GUNMAN
LOOTING STUFF THAT BRINGS CORRUPTION IM THE GOD OF THE DESTRUCTION
LET ME FOLLOW THE INSTRUCTION IM A SLAVE TO THE SEDUCTION
SOLD MY SOUL GOT ME CONCUSSION IM A SLAVE NO IM A PUPPET


[APACHE]

WELCOME TO MY TORTURE CHAMBER
WHERE THE FLOOR IS JUST SANDPAPER
ILL MAKE SURE YOU WILL REMEMBER
THIS HOW I HANDLE TRAITORS

PUT THE CORPSE IN ACID
GET RID OF THE ASHES
THIS IS HOW IM ACTING
I AM A ASSASSIN 

END YOUR MISERY
MAKE YOU HISTORY
FEEL THE SYNERGY
FEEL THE BURNING HEAT

TORTURE CHAMBER

TORTURE CHAMBER W/ APACHE [PROD. PULSE]

In the order they appear @mugetsu117 , Na$tii, @xbruxismx, @okaminokami666, @depthstrida 

Shoutout everyone involved , Go listen to all their music <3

Produced by Na$tii

Intro :
Some around do not seem to understand.
I can say that I've been here too long.

Verse 1: Mugxtsu
Police man ask you to put your fkg hands up.
I tell you your head's gonna fkg blow up.
Blood on my face, knife in my place,
I've been arming myself.
Raise raise raise your fkg soul up.

Some around do not seem to understand.
(Oh no)
I can say that I've been here too long.
(Too fkg long)

Chorus: Mugxstu
Some around do not seem to understand.
I can say that I've been here too long.
Some around do not seem to understand.
I can say that I've been here too long.

Verse 2: Na$tii
this is that madness 
don’t fuck with me 
it is not up to me
you can get laid out 

tripping like Alice 
I cut down the money tree 
u wanted smoke
what u bang now? 

you is a pup get yo fangs out 
or prepare die 
put em him the sky 
walking on his grave 
look she gonna cry 
baby imma fucking pimp that butterfly 
lil bitch

damn how the fuck u gon  spill all my kids on the floor
bitch off the molly but my dick was running on coke
na$tii Lil cutta I’m fucked so I need her to choke
she get text from her man and she limp out the door

got a grip 
Oh my god 
I might wave round it public 

get a brick
Molotov 
anything to it started 

throwing bottles at the cops
I’m with the gang 
we get it poppin 

shawty wanna stay w us 
that mean she staying broke hearted 
lil bitch 

Chorus Repeats:

Verse 3: Bruxism
hexes and curses increasingly burdering
 ritual purposes lurking then surfacing
Feel it encirciling worsening harvesting
Bargain with power you'll never be harnessing
Digital waste the pollution of men
Tear it all down build it up all again
We are the faceless the evilest sins
Living among you like murderous kins
Stop
Flesh turned to sickening rot
Nothing is left of the ops
Atomic like shit that we drop
Surrender before you get mobbed
You what they call a facade
I'm not an demon I'm really a god
But I bet that you knew that all along

Verse 4: Okaminokami
Uh   
Popin a pill in the backseat   
Shawty she fw me heavy  
I pull swinging   Go gadget machete   My pistol shoot auto   Go stupid   Go crazy   Succubus Shawty Tryna have my babies   I command the demon army   Bo Betty   I move in silence   I feel like I'm Freddy  Can't step in the day time   They out to get me   
Shawtt a witch & she leaking out potion   Put chains on my neck just to show my devotion   
My head is broken   I caved from the fall   I challenge god   & I'm riskin it all   Okaminokami   I'm basically ra  
If we fuckin   Full her up with a cross   
Fuck kamis   Tryna regain the gauss   
My mind is mine   It is not yours to rob   
I cannot fw humans kill em  Split her with a scythe   & let her tummy fall   
She got no titties   Why she buying bras   
I need a 30 vertical my jaw   I blow the brains out a goat   
Take the tail   & turn it to a rope   
Get another just to tie round throat   Kick the chair   & then struggle to cope  

Verse 5: Depth Strida
2 shots 1 glock
you done fucked up
lot of bad luck
washed down make up
bitch i came up
from the nether
just to fuck your empty head up

feel like im dying 
why do i keep trying?
shit i feel so dead inside
emotions diving
i stay silent
bad shit always on my mind

no point in crying
i keep biting
till you fucking give up
enter the  silence pulse is rising find myself in handcuffs

shit ive done fucked up
i might need a minute
oh man i cant stop
need another drug
everything thats real sucks
pain aint acute, nothing gets better
endless ladder

Verse 6: Mugxstu
Ever try to set me free, those arent here to relate.
Difference is all about you and me.
Ever try to set me free, those arent here to relate.
This is madness, this madness, this is madness.

NEVER FORGET

PROPHET

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