Prod zyller + Zepelin
Mixed by aragoth 
Cover by https://www.instagram.com/sathvriel

PROPHET X MANA - RIDE WITH THA 9

ELEVEN ANGELS
THEY WANT ME TURNIN GREY MAMA
SENDIN THREATS UP TO MY BROTHER OUT THE STAIRS LIKE WASSUP 
I KEPT ON FUCKIN WITH DEVIL IMA SAY WHAT I WANT
I TOLD EM GIMME WHAT YOU GOT ILL LET YOU BOIL IN BLOOD

IM IN TO ROTTEN NAGASAKI BOMBIN ROCKIN WITH ABOMINATIONS
HOLLA OFF OF THAT VODKA WITH A REDBULL
IM ELATED 
BITE DOWN LIL MAMA I COULD SHOW YOU WHAT YOU MISSIN 
DROP YO BLOOD DOWN ON A SIGIL WHILE I RECITE INCANTATIONS

TAKE A LOT I TAKE IT OFTEN AINT NO TELLIN WHERE IM AT
THATS AN AWFUL LOT OF PROBLEMS KEEP MY HEART EMOJI BLACK
I DONE TOLD YOU BOUT MY POSTURE KEEP IT STEPPIN WITH SOME CLASS
BEEN A HEATHEN SINCE FOREVER NOW I CHARTER ALL OF MY FACTS

DEVASTATION
LET THE FLAME FLICKER TO THE BEST SELLER 
BREAK LETTERS 
AINT NO HELEN KELLER I SPIT ANY WEATHER
SICK FELLA
I CAN DO IT BETTER WATCH EM GETTIN FED UP
WAKIN UP WITH A FEVER SMOKIN UP DUST OF ANY COLOR

NONE AMONG US
I THINK YOU PUSHED THE NUMBERS ENOUGH
LET IT GO I KNOW YOU TRIPPIN OUT THE CANON YOU CUT
THE STATS CALL IT 
IM WAY BEYOND THE BEST THAT YOU GOT
AND ILL BE RIGHT HERE WHEN YOU FALL OFF ALL THE WAY FROM THE TOP

BLACK FUNGUS IN MY LIVER HOPE YOU AINT AFRAID TO ROT
PUT ME IN AN INSTITUTION BUT I STILL BEEN HAVING THOUGHTS
SICK MEDULA OBLONGATA FILL MY BODY UP WITH WOP
OFF THAT FETTI GETTIN PETTY ACCUSTOMED TO THROWIN SHOTS

BLOODY HANDS MY PALMS HAD BEEN GRIPPIN DOPE
BETTER PUSH UP ON A STANCE 
GOD KNOCKIN AT THE DOOR
I BEEN LOOKIN FOR THE LANCE 
BASILICA NEVER KNOWN
BOY YOUR VISION MUST BE FADED TO THINK THAT THEY SAVIN SOULS

FROM THE BACK OF MY BLADE 
TO THE DOPE I SMOKE
TAKE MY GRACE
FROM THE SINS I SEW
THIS ANA AINT A PHASE
WITH THE SON OF SAM TONE
I BEEN CHALKING OUT YOUR PRAISE 
CHECK YOUR HALO AT THE DOOR

HEATHEN (prod. ARAGOTH)

CAN YOU TELL

NAUSEAM

Expect some new songs before 2026 on all plats, this might be my last soundcloud only drop for the year. I want to be a little more organized. I'm still making tons of music behind the scenes.

Much love!

I tap yo back
I think we have a problem
Think im mad about the shit you said about my fuckin darling
Knuckle duster for this buster thinks he's re-assuring honor
but his chivalry^ just some rotten simp in shining armor
I'm his karma - so I,
gut this bitch boy - dump his body in some acid 
Im feeling rich boy - pour some liquid gold like madness
let his skin melt, makin a sick pelt - Im wrapped in lips who bitched my madam
I can mic this sadness

I NEED TO BREAK FREE
FEELING LIKE AN ANIMAL
SHELTER ARE THESE PLEAS
PRAYING FOR A BREAK IN THIS DARK HAPPENING 
STRIPPER BITCH ON MY DICK AND HER NAME IS KIMBERLEE
I make the timber fall, engulf it in the  fucking fleemes
Im another mecha-gnome with a djinni on the scene
casting DMT in dome with 30 milligrams 
im in a mech I told you all, gatling cannons on your dreams 
Yeah scriptz

S + vvs on my motherfuckin chest, 187 on the reverend, bishop dead, ide kill for less
yeah these bitches aren't worth a dime - I found em on the left
Turning right before their death - what the fuck is even left
FUCK - --- im fucking pissed to rest - I need a fucking rest, heh
I need to fuckin rest head
sleep was fore my time and now we waking lead-dead
wild-wild-west in a world turning red, red
play it



MALEVOLENCE  (PROD. SPHYNX)

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)

POCKETS FT. VEINN & BRXND (PROD. VEINN)

FIRST AID KIT (PROD. SAURXN & Y$57)

An alternative version of malevolence's lyrics, but with more! Just some more timber for you guys, ill have some all plats drops soon


YEAH SCCCRRRRIIPTZ


I need to break free
Feeling like an animal shelter are these pleas
Praying for a break in this dark happening
Stripper bitch on my dick and her name is Kimberlee 
I make the timber  fall
Engulf it in the flames
Im another mecha-gnome with a genie on the scene 
Casting DMT in dome, with 30 milligrams
Im in a mech I told you all, gatling cannon on your dreams

S+ VVS on my motherfuckin chest
187 on the reverend - bishop dead ide kill for less
Yeah these bitches aren't worth a dime, I found them on the left
Turning right before their death, what the fuck is even left??? Fuck...


Im fucking pissed to rest
I need a fucking rest heh, I need a fuckin rest...
Sleep was (be)'fore my time, 
And now we walking lead dead
Wild wild west in a world turning red red...
Play it...


JUKEBOX, playing in the blood got the rouge talk
Tellin them to take out the GUAP 
Need that juice in my motherfuckin blue cup
Got the boost in the back of my tuner
Chop off another roof do bazooka
Domes flyin home, choppa sawed off to the root
Stuck up on some sweats, yeah I fucked the pussy loose
I'm a Nephilim (I'm a Nephilim) 
I'm white and im SOOTHE

STRIPPER OF NEPHILIM (PROD. DISTRO)


IF I EVER DIE ILL NEVER MAKE AMENDS W MY SOUL
IF I EVER DIE ILL NEVER MAKE AMENDS W MY SOUL
IF I EVER DIE ILL NEVER MAKE AMENDS W MY SOUL
AND IF I EVER DIE ILL NEVER MAKE AMENDS W MY SOUL
AND IF I EVER DIE ILL NEVER MAKE AMENDS W MY SOUL
AND IF I EVER DIE ILL NEVER MAKE AMENDS W MY SOUL
AND IF I EVER DIE ILL NEVER MAKE AMENDS W MY SOUL
AND IF I EVER DIE ILL NEVER MAKE AMENDS W MY SOUL

I AINT BEEN MAKIN SENSE 
IM MAKIN DIGI HITS
WHOLE LOTTA CYBER SHIT
MY BRODIE BEEN ON THIS
LIKE FUCK YOU THINK THIS IS
THIS AINT FOR FUN LIL BITCH
IM GETTIN IGNORANT
LIKE IM GREEN N SHIT
FUCK IT HIT THE BLISS

WHY THEY WANNA TALK LIKE HOE THE FUCK I TOLD YO ASS IM BUSY
IMA BE BY MYSELF DONT NEED NO HELP BETTER GET ON FUCK YOU TRIPPIN FOR
IM UP WHEN THE NIGHT GO RIPPIN OUT TRACKS WHILE THEY BITCHASS GET TO SLEEPIN
EVER GOT A PHONE CALL BUT THEY DONT CALL AND THE VOICE ON THE VOICEMAIL SPOKE A DEMON

I WAS WRONG TO EVER THINK THAT ANYONE COULD BE PROTECTED
I BLOCK OUT MY MIND AND BURN EVERYTHING THATS IN MY VISCINITY
WE WAKE UP COLD WITH FROZEN BONES LIKE WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED
THEN I GO AGAIN TURN ON THE HEAT AND SWEAT OUT EVERY SINGLE SIN

AND IF I EVER DIE ILL NEVER MAKE AMENDS W MY SOUL
AND IF I EVER DIE ILL NEVER MAKE AMENDS W MY SOUL
AND IF I EVER DIE ILL NEVER MAKE AMENDS W MY SOUL
AND IF I EVER DIE ILL NEVER MAKE AMENDS W MY SOUL

JET BLACK DEAD PERSONA
WITH MY AURA SPOROZOA
I CANT DIE AND YOU A POSER
WATCH ME SHINE LIKE SUPERNOVAS
ITS THAT MUTHAFUCKA ZETA
CRUSHIN UP YO SISTERS ADDYS 
VENOM CREEPIN THROUGH THE PIT WITH CENTIPEDES IN MY PROXIMITY

FUCK THAT BITCH I LOVE AMPHETAMINES
ICE KICK LIKE UPPER NINETIES
OR SUBZERO GOT THE SCALE TO FREEZE
I COMBAT MY MORTALITY
CRYSTAL SHARDS IN MY DUNGEON
I MELT EM IN GOOD ABUNDANCE
THAT CRACKBACK LOOK JUST LIKE FEATHERS
I CLEAN IT AND LEAVE NO REMNANTS


PROPHET X MANA - RIDE WITH THA 9

PROPHET

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