Raise Hell

Prod Crcl

COVER ART: https://www.instagram.com/prodbrainmatter/

Nightmare On My St.

The Human Lumberjack

Lunatic

prod lil sweden

COVER ART: https://www.instagram.com/prodbrainmatter/

Lyrics: 
Yeah x

Kick to the face with the goddamn bass
Used to living life like a race
Smoking weed and that’s everyday
Like Spider-Man I love Mary Jane
Beat the pussy up make it rain
Make you all remember my name
I’m everywhere you're not in my lane
Fuck out the way you pussies been lame
Shut up lil bitch and use your brain
Show up so much you go insane
I am the king just started my reign
But don’t give a fuck If I die today
Least I was lit until I hit grave
Smoked on a blunt don’t care if it’s laced
I’m so high it’s like outer space
Backstab me then outta my place
Don’t give a fuck about where you stay
On the streets and that’s interstate
Wanna come back? Oh that’s interesting
Get to the money like an investment
Every pig should be arrested
Sleeping good and I’m well rested
Money up and that’s one less thing
Fucking a bitch ain’t getting no ring
Kicking em out or bringing them in
Seen her man he got dropped real quick
Hit him with a mutha Fuckin liu kang kick
Talk my shit cuz I walk my shit
Imma big dog imma lunatic
Rapping about this murder shit
And my paycheck bumps up every time I get another click
I’m speaking the truth not tryna be a fucking dick
Flip the switch and dump the clip
New bitch got a crucifix tatted on her lower lips
When I get it’s a double sin
She said I’m her medicine
I said quiet bitch and just swallow it

Yeah x

Liu Kang

prod aragoth
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die

Lyrics:
Blade on me like kenshi 
I’m about what I preach 
I’m extremely deadly 
I don’t think your ready 
In yo dreams like Freddy 
Busting like confetti 
cut em with machetes 
And that leads to a beheading x2

It’s murder season 
leave em leaking 
Shaking like their seizing 
Stalking every day of the week 
then strike on the weekend 
I target the weakened 
Lurking and I’m creeping 
In the murky waters 
Imma take you to the deep end 
Then i tie you up 
And now you got no fucking defense 
Taking revenge on everyone 
Cuz how I’m treated 
I don’t want any peace 
don’t believe in fucking treason 
Killing everybody 
And I do not need a reason 

Verse 2:
Imma fucking psycho 
Look at me and you can see it 
Murdering and rob some tweakers 
I live amongst seekers 
& I come from a royalty 
Loyalty over cheaters 
But my life is so fucking dull 
It cant get any bleaker 
That’s why I stay smoking strong 
Straight up out the beaker 
Heard you want some drugs 
Mutha fucka I’m the dealer 
Cap peeler 
Crawling like a caterpillar
Rearrange your brain 
And maybe you’ll start think clearer 

Blade on me like kenshi 
I’m about what I preach 
I’m extremely deadly 
I don’t think your ready 
In yo dreams like Freddy 
Busting like confetti 
cut em with machetes 
And that leads to a beheading x2

Kenshi

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

featuring https://soundcloud.com/blvckwill

https://open.spotify.com/artist/34WF86hMfSFzNzQacyEe40?si=wUgpMwioRUqoUW8roXdzaA

https://www.instagram.com/blackwill_/

(Lyrics)

PROPHET: 
I don’t wanna talk
Bitch I don’t wanna speak 
Put yo body 
6 feet deep
In the creek 
woke em all up
There ain’t no time to sleep
king of the Hurd 
& y’all follow the sheep 
don’t need a gun 
Just to make you all flee
You want a verse
Then I’m charging a fee
Bitch wanted dick 
So I gave her the d 
Bounce on that dick 
And I’m making her cream 
I do what I want
& I do as i please 
fucking and im ducking 
Then i pass to the team 
Pussy mother fucker 
I been on a killing spree 
I was outcasted 
I was born a fucking freak 
Cut off the head 
Both the Hands 
and the feet 
Turn a mutha fucka 
To a whole crime scene 
Upping the beam 
And I’m making em leak 
Gucci and Loui 
You fuck with supreme 
Y’all smoking on crack
& I’m blowing on weed 
sip Robitussin 
I’m sipping on lean 
I told this shawty 
to stay on her knees 
She wanna fuck me
She’s begging for meat 
I took some L’s 
& I tasted defeat 
always bounce back
Cuz I'm truly elite 
Move with the fleet 
& we take you beneath 
I killed that boy 
& now he’s on tv 
We spin like cd’s
& Leave you deceased 
I am what I preach 
Serial killer that roams in these streets 
Killed in the bedroom 
got blood on the sheets 
I stuck my knife right inside of her spleen
I’m like a ghost you don’t know what you’ve seen 
Pop up everywhere and I drive you insane
You try to be me but we’re just not the same

BLACKWILL:
Six feet deep pick your poison lil bitch
I’ll make a fortune for killin you snitches
along with your witnesses
infamous zombie i stomp on your visages
grim reaper images
i spin this shit for the stimulus
pushin this weight like im sisyphus
still in control sega genesis
robbin dinero i’m limitless
leaving you stiff on the floor like its tetanus
poppin and reckless a mess
oni with goblin finesse
the prophet is talking
now welcome to mass
stalking the dark
take a shot to the casket
with maggots and brass
we raising the glass once again
communion and prayers for him
confusing the hell out his gang
like Kiba its fang over fang
they call me the conqueror Kang
we ready to bang

all these motherfuckers
wanna be like me now
hide under the covers
suffer in defeat now
oni with goblin finesse
the prophet is talking
now welcome to mass
fucking on your mothers
all of you my kids now
crawling from the gutter
i’m a talking myth now
stalking the dark
take a shot to the casket
with maggots and brass
we raising the glass x2

PROPHET X BLACKWILL - Killing Spree

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

Lyrics:
I came out the gutter
I stayed with my brothers
We put him down under 
The shotty like thunder 
Said fuck all your honor 
yo bitch in a collar 
she turned to a crawler 
She sucked for a dollar 
she fucked for the guala 
fucking on somebodies daughter 
don’t know her name 
Cuz I won’t even bother 
I been a menace 
Even since a toddler 
crazy and manic 
I play with my choppa 
No nle choppa 
But I’m with the shotta’s 
I know y’all pussies 
cuz none of y’all shot us 
Bust his head open 
like fucking piñata’s
do what I wanna 
& do what I gotta 
The fear I will conquer 
Sit with my thoughts and I ponder 
How did I end up here?
Sometimes I wonder 
My demons i conjure 
Won’t live to much longer 
Only reason I’m still here 
Cuz I’m stronger  
Humans cannot stand the curse 
Of the father 
Drinking his blood 
turn the blood into water 
First imma stalker 
And then imma robber 
I am the hunter 
Welcome to the slaughter 
Suicide ritual 
I will not stop her 
See you In hell 
you will suffer 
I hope the devil accepts my new offer 
You’ll see all the power 
There’s blood in the rain 
So I wait for the shower 
I am the king at the top of the tower 
Emperor prophet was born to devour 
I come alive at the witching hour 
Try to fight me but I counter 
Scream the war cry
it can’t get and louder 
Turn him to ashes and powder
I am the leader
Take care of my scouters 
watch out for prowlers 
I can’t associate with any cowards 
Dig up a grave 
And you turn into flowers 
I'm with a pack of the wolves and they're howlers
Spewing this hate and the taste is so sour 

Sword and a shield 
With the rage that I feel 
It’s a war in my head 
And I’m hungry for kills 
Take out the dagger 
And peel 
Visual memory
Nothings more real 
It’s so intense 
It’s surreal
Welcome to battlefield 

Welcome back home
To a world thats unknown
To a place that’s so cold
I can feel it in my bones 
The devil took my soul 
Now it’s his own
I’m in the zone
Better watch your tone

Welcome to The Slaughter

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 VINCE.M10
Cover: https://www.instagram.com/gekxta/
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die

Lyrics:
Fuck all the rats 
Tryna to take my cheese 
I get the bag with ease 
All bout the money the green
I don’t smoke pack with seeds
Only that gas for me
Backwoods Russian crème
roll it up in a leaf 
Lace the blunt watch em tweak 
Sippin dirty not clean 
I’m the plug usb
green dot for the beam 
Hit em up watch em lean
Cut em up watch em leak 
I get rough I get mean 
Taking out enemies 
No one fucks with a G 
Bloodied up throwing b’s 
I can’t fuck with a treesh 
Some hoes need a leash 
Hit it once and I leave 
Knife play imma freak 
Leave blood on the scene 
Got blood on her sheets 
Imma get what I need 
letting my demons feed 
masked up Halloween 
Aim for the head not feet 
Face shot he can’t speak 
Terminate all the weak 
letting my choppa eat 
Now rest in peace 
Turn to a butcher 
when it comes to beef 
Stomp on his skull
& I pull out his teeth 
Knife on my side 
& it’s tucked in a sheath 
Pull it out 
Slaughtering all of the sheep 
Tie up the rope 
Now he’s hanging from feet 
Stabbing the body 
& watching em bleed 
Axe in my hand 
Got me feeling like creep 
On the block with a mop
& I’m doing a sweep
Got a taste for the kill 
Now I’m bout to feast 
All my mutha fucking opps smoke pcp 
Like baki they all wanna taste defeat 
& i won’t stop killing til my goals complete 
Imma body bag a fag
While they put out a tweet 
Imma get you in the night
while you’re sound asleep 
I won’t even make a sound 
Not even a peep 
at the top of my life 
It’s not even the peak 
Cooking up in the booth 
I got the recipe 
All this money on me
Like I’m a treasury 
You committed great sin 
And that shits treachery 
Imma finish what you started 
And that’s called destiny 
Y’all are sleeping on me
You must be counting up sheep
All y’all counted me out 
& now you’re riding my meat 
I just had to go harder
For this shit to complete

NO TRACE

prod vince.m10 + Aragoth.die
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die

Lyrics ~

PROPHET:
Imma drag em straight to hell 
Catch a charge & make the bail 
You know prophet will prevail 
Im the plug got drugs for sale 
I can even ship through mail 
Following this bloody trail 
That’ll get yo coffin nailed 
In the ground your fate is sealed 
Weapons on me shits concealed 
Knife on me yo skin gets peeled 
Slimy grimy like an eel 
Pop a pill just for the thrill
Man I gotta keep it real 
All my homies down to kill 
All we know is how to drill 
Swing the blade and watch you spill 
Spin the block just like wheel 
Independent fuck a deal 
I won’t sign I need a mil 
Catch a pig and make em squeal 
Hatred’s really all I feel 
I can’t lie I need to chill 
Pop a perky can’t sit still 
I was broke I had to steal 
I got homies in the field 
And some bosses in the hills 
Tell my opps to write their wills
Got a hit let’s see yo skills 
Shiny teeth you see them grills
I love hunnid dollar bills 
Blue strips in my pockets 
you see how that shit appeals

ATRXX - Fucked up through my feelings got her matching to my deep sights 
Blacked out back on magic popping of that’s how I designed
13 on my knees right, tatts right on my feet I 
Could not care a penny if my name was Kir- (wait)

Make out how you like it even if you watched it 8k
Blades out of my pockets touch my bones that‘s how I ate aye
Haters in your DM‘s I got bitches wanna date me
Blacked out sight I got blacked out DNA


Huh huh huh 
Make her bleed right on the first date
Huh huh huh
Beg for more I know you‘re thirsty 
I know that it hurts ay
Safe word for the worst ay
Riding till you can’t no more I know that bitch won’t learn aye

PROPHET X ATRXX - BLOOD_

PROD NETUH
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die

Lyrics:
Dragging my blade on the ground 
As a walk through the cave 
& I look for the devil 
to stare in his face 
Watching the downfall
Of this human race 
Mass genocide 
Imma start a new plague x2

Break out the chains 
But I can’t escape pain 
Imma cut all my veins 
& then let that shit drain 
Imma leave a red stain 
I might blow out my brains 
And I know I’m insane 
But I know who to blame 
Im a god amongst peasants 
feel hate every day 
Put your head on a spike 
And your heart on a plate 

turn you to waste
And just let you decay 
And lil bitch you cant hide 
So just come out and play 
My choppa’s loaded 
and ready to spray 
Aimed at his head 
Gave em no time to pray 
need people like me
To put punks in there place 
Mutha fuck feds 
I ain’t catching a case
Run from the law 
Like I’m doing the race 
Speed up In the whip 
Lead the cops in a chase 

Crush his bones feel em break
Then I piss on his grave 
Fuck a pig leave em slain 
Choppa beams like a rave 
Imma demon imma wraith 
And your soul im finna take 
Cut the heads off the snakes 
I can see through the fakes 

Crush his bones feel em break
Then I piss on his grave 
Fuck a pig leave em slain 
Choppa beams like a rave 
Imma demon imma wraith 
And your soul im finna take 
Cut the heads off the snakes 
I can see through the fakes 

Make you feel all of my rage 
I don’t feel shit but this hate 
I’ll get my get back just wait 
when I kill em I’ll feel great 
opps are finna meet their fate
Grab the blade decapitate 
Imma up the murder rate 
None of y’all can escape 

Welcome to judgement day 
I’ll leave you feeling dismay 
Chop got a beam like a ray
Still I’m not leaving a trace 
Lick the blood love the taste
Choppa eats say yo grace 

Dragging my blade on the ground 
As a walk through the cave 
& I look for the devil 
to stare in his face 
Watching the downfall
Of this human race 
Mass genocide 
Imma start a new plague x2

BONE CRUSHER

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

Prod: ( @umbrasamples )
mix/master: ( @aragoth.die )
Cover art: ( @gekxta @sathvriel )

(LYRICS)

PROPHET: 
Leave a mutha fucka in a puddle of blood 
Came up from the bottom i came outta the mud 
Don’t trust anyone, only trust in my gun 
Choppa got a kick like a muh fuckin punt 
Tripping out I put a few tabs on my tongue 
Lately been stressed so Im rolling a blunt 
Smoking on dope until I blacken my lungs 
rappers are fake & I know they just front 
Load up the chop then I’m out on the hunt 
If I said imma do it I’m getting it done 
The devil told me that I must be the one 
I asked him why & he said I’m his son 
I still don’t where the fuck I come from 
All I know is that Im deep in the slums 
Waking up with a whole bed full of bugs  
All of my opps are just muh fuckin bums
Go get your money up collect the funds 
chop hit his body it took out a chunk 
Beat down my opps break his face with a punch 
Im the bone crusher I love when they crunch 
Unleash the k9’s and feed em their lunch 
Do me dirty and I’m leaving em slumped 
Fuck up his body hit em with the pump
Pull up to the party I’m popping the trunk 
On the block everyday shit has been spun 
opps on a bridge like cartel they get hung 
All my opps ducking me they’re on the run 
You can’t survive in the place where I’m from 


MILITXNT: 
Pull up with the k with the gang on sight 
pull up with the blade got the knife let’s fight
got the bang with the fangs boutta take that bite 
boutta take that life boutta take that life 
walk out the graveyard with bugs in my skin 
zombies are walking with blood in there sins 
no one can live 
no one can live
no one can
no one can 
no one can live
stomp on that mfs neck count up my mf checks 
stay with vest put a whole in his chest feeling blessed cus no one can contests 
skeletons dancing medicines enhancing pussy started panting when the body started slanting
minimize all the lies ya demise close ya eyes live or die 
you have no choice but to die in ya grave
looking at goals that no one can obtain 
wallow in pain hollow the Brain 
I need to put that bitch right to my brain 
laugh at my face while I suffer in chains
blood running down from my veins 
I need to rob him and take off his chain
give me a second to breath 
give me a second to think 
throwing up shit from these sickening cuts 
shotty hit back got a drum 
deep in her stomach I’m fucking her guts 
Pull up with the blic with the 44 mag
pull up with the clip better tuck that flag
got the slit in the bag make his face fall back 
sniff that bag 
nose drip black

PROPHET X MILITXNT - BLOOD HAVEN

prod aragoth
Mixed by aragoth 
Cover art: @seirasmadagain

Lyrics:
I see through the fakes 
I’ve seen my mistakes 
Put trust in these snakes 
Now life is at stake 
I guess that’s my fate 
Feel nothing but hate 
Now fuck out my way 
& fuck out my face x2

Rip your heart out and put it on a plate  
grabbing a blade and the skin I filet 
Hit that mutha fucka up where he stays 
Upping the Glock then aim in and spray 
think it’s about time that you better pray 
begging to god but you will not be saved 
life is a lie and now you are betrayed 
Im the demon that takes you to the grave 

his souls in the sky i made him levitate
Sent his soul right up to the heavens gate
Blade in his brain & the knife penetrates 
For the afterlife I’m collecting slaves 
You can hate me but I won’t ever change 
Fuck the whole world they all drive me insane 
Now I feel hatred for all of this pain 
Catch an opp lacking turn him to a stain 

All I feel is fucking rage 
Imma demon you can’t tame 
Spilling blood is what I crave 
Kill them all I decimate 
Terminate the human race 
Prophet is a fucking plague
Feel more empty every day 
Wanna die and I can’t wait 

I see through the fakes 
I’ve seen my mistakes 
Put trust in these snakes 
Now life is at stake 
I guess that’s my fate 
Feel nothing but hate 
Now fuck out my way 
& fuck out my face x2

ANTISOCIAL

prod aragoth
Mixed by aragoth 
Cover: https://www.instagram.com/fearcomplex.rot

LYRICS:
Blow his brains out
45 inside of his fuckin mouth 
Stomped out 
Shoot all his homies down 
if they stay around 
Glocks out 
Pow pow pow pow 
And you can hear the sound
All my homies are vicious 
They mutha fucking hounds x2

Homicide, homicide
shit stays in my mind 
And it plays in rewind 
Lotta nines, columbine 
Imma slide, imma slime 
Not afraid, imma die 
With that gun by my side 

& I’m doing drive by’s
throwing up the gang sign
Then I let the bullets fly
Everyones closing eyes
Think it’s time to face demise 
You should run, maybe hide 
Before your family has to cry 
Malevolent the devils child 

fuck all these lames 
That living inside denial 
And I ain’t go to court 
I’m ducking out every trial 
Outside of the court 
Smoking black and milds
And I got Banana clips 
Like i came out the wild 
And like Pablo Escobar 
Burning bodies in a pile
And Imma do em dirty 
Imma do em so foul 
when you round me 
watch what you talk bout 
from the east coast 
But this shit could go south 

Blow his brains out
45 inside of his fuckin mouth 
Stomped out 
Shoot all his homies down 
if they stay around 
Glocks out 
Pow pow pow pow 
And you can hear the sound
All my homies are vicious 
They mutha fucking hounds x2

EYELESS

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 zyller + nightbrdd
Mixed by aragoth
Cover by my wife ❤️

Lyrics:
I had to make you mine 
Cuz you so damn fine 
Big titties, ass fat 
Imma hit it from behind 
Everytime you walk by 
I wish I could hit rewind 
Why you always on my mind 
spending most of my time 
Just thinking about our life 
Baby, call me when you home 
So I know that you’re alright 
Promise never let me go 
Imma hold you so tight 
Cuz treat me so right 
Wanna smoke a fuckin blunt 
to the face get high 

Take a load off man
got my mind feelin light 
And our futures so bright 
Like the stars in the sky 
For a good minute now 
I had you in my sight
And I love you all around 
From the out to inside 

Say it with me, It’s love 
I would never, switch up 
You an angel from above 
I could never get enough 
Keep that pistol on me tucked 
anybody plays with us 
then it’s stuck, bitch what? 

Yeah yeah 

Had to use my fucking stick 
Just to get me out the mud 
Purple potion in my cup
Used to mix it with the drugs 
Just so I could feel the numb 
Used to hang around some bums 
Now I’m counting up the funds 
Counting up these hunnids 
I got blue on all my thumbs 

Verse 2: 
Im tired of this life style 
gotta leave my thugs 
Shout out Brodie and my cuz 
And my slime thats my bloods 
I got blood all on my hands 
For the crimes that I’ve done 

Yeah yeah 

Running away from emotions 
Everybody on some bullshit 
But I got a new focus 
And It’s you in this moment 
So take this moment 
And own it 
The devil is my opponent 
I was searching for a purpose 
Cuz I been so fucking soulless 

Now I’m found 
And I finally have it all 
Feel like I could never fall
With confidence 
standing tall 
You helped my problems 
Dissolve 
You helped me heal it’s resolved 
I promise to take care of you 
I put that shit on god

LOST & FOUND

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

prod aragoth
Mixed by aragoth 
Cover by: https://www.instagram.com/sathvriel

Lyrics: 
Bring the guns out
& we can go to war 
Look at all the bodies 
laying on the floor 
let the reaper in 
I’m knocking at yo door 
I don’t even know 
My fucking name anymore x2

Made a deal with the devil 
I die by the sword ay
Resurrect the bodies 
Walk right out the morgue ay
flesh eaters stay with me 
You gon meet the horde ay
You can’t save yourself 
Just praying to the lord ay
You know prophets evil
To the fucking core ay
cut the bodies up 
Addicted to the gore ay
One body was the start 
& i need plenty more ay
Tie a wire round yo neck 
And imma pull the cord ay

Trespassers will be shot 
The devils landlord 
Step up pussy 
Tell me what you stand for 
Split his face open 
& leave his head torn 
On my head bloody red 
With the devil horns 

Mutha fuck the opps 
I’m tryna up the score 
Walk em down broad day 
& catch em at the store 
Pull the trigger so much 
That my fingers sore 
fuck it keep on shooting 
Let the bullets roar 
Bullet shower let it rain 
And the hollows pour 
Shooting for the head 
Like its a fucking sport 
bet I beat the case 
When that shit goes to court 
Pay off all the people 
And the jury board 

Prophet is a mutha fuckin warlord 
I belong living inside of a psych ward 
Tryna get my soul back it must be restored 
I lived my whole damn life feeling torture 

Bring the guns out
& we can go to war 
Look at all the bodies 
laying on the floor 
let the reaper in 
I’m knocking at yo door 
I don’t even know 
My fucking name anymore x2

prod Prod. Zyller & Zepelin
Mixed by aragoth
Cover by Cover by: https://www.instagram.com/sathvriel

Lyrics:
It was never bout the money or the fame
All these pussy mutha fucka’s switching lanes 
Imma tell you I ain’t fucking with these lames 
Why the hell these bitches keep on playing games 
In the Cadillac just cruising in the rain 
Riding round the block just looking for a stain
Tryna turn another opp into a strain 
Smoking Tracy pack it’s fuckin wit my brain
I done let the demon out the devils cage 
Creeping lurking drag yo body in a cave 
Living life with all this mutha fucking rage 
slit my wrists and let it bleed into the drain 
It’s the only way to numb all of the pain 
Tell my homie he can lie all on my name 
do whatever when Im inside of the grave 
Put my body in the ground let me decay 
Kill a pussy boy and look em in the face 
Spinning blocks like we tryna win a race 
Guarantee that we beat this fucking case 
Everybody that’s a witness getting slain 
Everybody that’s around is getting sprayed 
Living in the trap at night I had to pray 
God ain’t listen imma demon anyway
Do a hit on anyone long as it pays 
And I’m Hungrier than ever need that food up on my plate 
Pull the trigger squeeze that shit and never hesitate 
Send a pussy boy straight up to the heavens gates 
Or if he goes to hell imma meet him cuz it’s fate 
Stepping up to me and I’m putting em in his place 
Dump the body in a river never leave a single trace 
Smoking in a hotbox I can’t see shit through the haze 
Drugs play with my memory so everything’s a daze 
I can’t fuck with anyone all they care bout is plays 
Stacking money nothing new soon as I got a taste 
saving all my money in a mutha fuckin safe 
even got a stash spot for every other state 
have a million in cash if I keep up at this rate 
I’m risking it all just to be one of the the greats 
Stuck inside the slums tryna move out of this place
And you can’t get rid of me cuz the prophets here to stay

DEVIL’S CAGE

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

PROPHET X MANA - RIDE WITH THA 9

prod majzkluani
Mixed by aragoth
Cover by my wife ❤️

Lyrics: 
You get pistol whipped 
When that pistol clicks
Bullets tear through 
& leave you ripped 
Leave yo head 
With a gnarly drip 
It’s fuck you
Hope you drown in piss 
Imma I make you
slit both your yo wrists 
Then hang yo ass 
On the crucifix 
My brain is damaged 
I can’t be fixed 
Sick the dogs on em 
Michael Vick 

Stupid hoe 
get up off my dick 
You know the prophets 
A fucking prick 
Flip the bird
To the fucking pigs 
Riding round
in a stolen whip 
Hit the stash 
At the homies crib 
Take the money 
The flick the switch
try and grab it 
Yo body flips 
Looking like 
a car accident 

When you running
I hope you trip 
Cuz if you do imma
Finish it 
Bullets fly 
and rip through yo ribs 
Body burns 
When those hollows hit
Got magazines
and these cartridges 
Fresh bodies 
And carcasses 
fucking with a true 
Narcissist 
you shaking 
Like you got Parkinson’s 

Poison tips 
Like a moccasin
Keep the bodies 
In cryogen 
Resurrect 
and then die again
suffocate you
Lose oxygen 
fiends are 
huffing on nitrogen 
All I need 
Is a Vicodin 
To keep me cool 
When that knife goes in 
Cut the veins 
Deep inside your skin 

God forgive me
for all my sins 
I’m sorry I let 
The devil win 
Got no faith 
And that’s evident 
tried to stop 
This malevolence 
Prophets death
Is a testament
Life is dull 
Imma pessimist 
Possession
Like the damn exorcist 
I don’t feel like 
I should exist

FORGIVE MY SINS

prod zyller
mixed aragoth.die
cover aragoth.die

lyrics:
I think I’m about to join the 27 club 
Hang myself and let me be 
No angels from above 
I fulfilled my destiny 
Now look what I’ve become 
Demons got a hold of me 
I don’t know how to love 
all black just like a crow 
Cut the head right off the dove 
Imma shoot at everyone 
If push turns into shove 
Fuck the justice system 
Got my middle fingers up 
Put the pistol to his head 
Now he’s playing fucking dumb
Send me on a mission 
If he snitching get it done 
And I got that razor blade 
It’s tucked under my tongue 
looking at me crazy 
Mutha fucka better run 
way too damn insane 
Mane I do this just for fun 
press the fucking issue 
I don’t care where y’all are from 
frontal lobe is damaged 
So my brain is always numb 
Only time it’s working 
When I’m lighting up a blunt 
Home invasion with the homies 
Get the back I got the front 
see it in your eyes 
You’re a mutha fuckin punk 
On block ready loaded 
Im about to pop the trunk 
Come get it pussy bitch
Lemme know if you want sum
And thedevil took my soul from me 
Because I am his son 
he won’t give it back 
Until the carnage has begun 
Loading up the hollow tips
Got fifty in the drum
Smoking all the dead opps 
Like some mutha fuckin runtz
way I’m smoking dope 
Imma need to cleanse my lungs 
charge you for the feature 
Bitch I’m gonna need the funds 
All about the money 
I don’t fuck with any bums 
up right now and feasting 
I ain’t leaving any crumbs 
Knew I was gon make it 
Cuz I always been the one 
Choppa got a fuckin kick 
and these bullets pack a punch 
Chase em down and stab em up 
Bitch Imma leave em slumped 
Rack the fucking shotty 
Mane I’m bring out the pump 
Put the gage right to his head 
Throw the body in my trunk

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