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Ho99o9 (pronounced Horror and also known as TRIPLE 9 DEATH KULT) is an American hip hop group founded by theOGM and Eaddy in 2012 in Newark, New Jersey. They relocated to Los Angeles in 2014, where they attracted a strong cult following on account of their live performance, according to the LA Weekly, and attracted collaborators such as Ian Longwell who plays drums and produces for Santigold. Their style combines dark hip hop with the aggression of hardcore punk. Ho99o9 was one of Rolling Stone's "10 New Artists You Need to Know" in 2014 and The Guardian's "New Band of the Week". The band has performed at the Afropunk Festival in 2014, the SXSW Music Festival in 2015 and Primavera Sound Festival in 2016. Ho99o9 has released two EPs, Mutant Freax and Horrors o… more »

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Dirty
Dirty 
Huh, whoa

I fill those racks, I'm with the gun
Cast spells like mage and mystic
I took crackers too, to Stizzy's room
They told me, pick a noose (yeah)
I told 'em, pick a suit
Raid me on the right, you gon' make me get the troops
M16, same color, our truth
Killin' 2Pac, 'cause you know I got the troops
Young Car K, in the booth (yeah)
Young Fox News with the noose (yeah)
I see hicks, I shoot (brrt)
My rifle got ass like Hoops (who?)
Fell in love with it
I can never leave my house without the strap, uh
My rifle got an ass on it (wow)
Shit thick girl, nigga make a pass on it
I'ma kill a politician, put a bag on it
But if I catch you, I whip, put a gag on it
Chopper with a dick and a flag on it
Barrel in his face, they gon' have to put a bag on 'em (bruh)
Bitch I'm in your bushes, and I smell that good ass cookin'
You gon' make me kick your door in, f*ck your house
I wish I could save yo, mercy me, that's not my flavor
I'm gon' have to Marvin Gaye a pig for clout

National visa (nasty)
Please hand me my reefer
Send news to my beeper
Double park with that heater, uh
Smokin' dope with the reaper
Blazin' out the two-seater
Duckin' pigs and the preacher
Lookin' like I don't need you

I done hit the gas, lookin' like I crashed, in the air
Fallin' out the sky, landed on a house full of bears
I'm a wolf, you a bitch, singin' death, when I grip
She was made for this dick, you was made for this clip
Telephone park with the red lights
K-9 bark, and it's getting too bright
All black with the mask, 32 stripe
Ten team with me and they ready to fight
Boom, watch y'all clear out the room
Cop killer law, so they comin' for you
Hack the code, breach the system
Four, three, two, one
Bodies deep, rest in peace
Hell on Earth, lyin' off the edge with no respect for the pigs
Get your tail for deads
Heavy with the play, nick name Johnny Cage
Feel the wrath of the blast, increase the murder rage
Russian roulette, yuh, sorry, one, two, three

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