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Witchouse 40k BONEYARD Official Music Video
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Witchouse 40k - BONEYARD (prod. VISH) • Shot and dir. by Cyberdrip$ Witchouse 40k • Co-directed and edited by Witchouse 40k • Mixed and mastered by ³³marrow • HAUNTED HOUSE 747 T R A S H • Witchy: • Spotify and Apple Music - Witchouse 40k • Instagram and Twitter - @witchouse40k • Youtube - @witchouse40k • VISH: • Instagram - @beats_by_vishnu • ³³marrow: • Instagram - @33marrow • CYBERDRIP$: • Instagram - @cyberdrips • Youtube - @CYBERDRIPS • Spotify - Cyberdrip$ • Lyrics: • (HOOK) • Mold on my body, my soul decomposed • Blood in my eyes like you know I see ghosts • Came up from pennies, I been on my own in this bitch, out the gutter you know that I float • Spiderweb chain, from a mask on the face, I been up, but remember the days I was broke • Yeah yeah • Hop out the sediment, bugs in my clothes • Skin on my skeleton cold • Came out the dirt like some bones • Stay overdosed with it, Forty been through 'bout the most of it • Used to be whippin the stove • Death to my foes • Bounty your blood and I package your body and snatch out your soul with it • Who want the smoke wit me? • Crawl through your block knock your skully, these bullets got turn em to ghosts • Stuck in my dreams • Yeah • Holes in my lungs I can’t breathe, she watching me go as I fall to my knees • Yeah • Snakes in the grass let em bleed, I shed em often, leave em lost in the weeds • Yeah • Dont give a fuck where the demon goes, tracks on my arms always covered by sleeves • Yeah • I been through hell since a little kid, still on my own, I’m at home with the fiends • (VERSE) • I’m smokin dopamine • Mold on my tomb, forty deep, ain’t no folding me • Seen where the soulless be, baby Im, born to be wicked • I guess that’s the way that it goes • Yeah, yeah • I wanted gold on me • Came up from poverty, snatching off rosaries • Sleep where the soldiers bleedin • Burn the cards I was dealt, show my hand to em bet that he folds • Yeah, yeah • Rot in the coffin, I’m packing they bodies, I pullup on em put the Glock to his face • Muhfucka wanna act like a bully, but watch when we pull up we chalking his grave • I’m the god of the Wraiths • Opps in the way, they've been plagued by the wicked, your block gon decay • You ain’t holding no weight with me, • Cut up his body, Im smoking em out, I’m gon put that on gang • Hop out the grave • Moonlight up on me, I’m always to blame • Safe when I’m walking, I’m often deranged • Wickerman armory, lock em away • Take the skin from his body, his coffin awaits • Wasting away, see me crawling in place, I’m gon • Cut off my wings, I've been locked out the gates • Fleas on my body, I scratch at my veins, I been fiendin for locust, how long can I wait • (HOOK) • I decompose • Blood in my eyes like you know I see ghosts • Came up from pennies, I been on my own in this bitch, out the gutter you know that I float • Spiderweb chain, from a mask on the face, I been up, but remember the days I was broke • Yeah yeah • Hop out the sediment, bugs in my clothes • Skin on my skeleton cold • Came out the dirt like some bones • Stay overdosed with it, Forty been through 'bout the most of it • Used to be whippin the stove • Death to my foes • Bounty your blood and I package your body and snatch out your soul with it • Who want the smoke wit me? • Crawl through your block knock your skully, these bullets got turn em to ghosts • Stuck in my dreams • Yeah • Holes in my lungs I can’t breathe, she watching me go as I fall to my knees • Yeah • Snakes in the grass let em bleed, I shed em often, leave em lost in the weeds • Yeah • Dont give a fuck where the demon goes, tracks on my arms always covered by sleeves • Yeah • I been through hell since a little kid, still on my own, I’m at home with the fiends
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