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HELLHOUND
Hip-Hop/Rap
HELLHOUND was released on November 7, 2025 by Guerrilla Records as a part of the album HELLHOUND - Single
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Release DateNovember 7, 2025
LabelGuerrilla Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM73

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
daexcursed
daexcursed
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daemien Blaire Halladay
Daemien Blaire Halladay
Songwriter
goth helma
goth helma
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
goth helma
goth helma
Producer

Lyrics

Hell, hell, hellhound, motherfucker
Hell, hell, hellhound, motherfucker
Hell, hell, hellhound, motherfucker
Hell, hell
It's that hellhound pup, make a stain out of your blood
Cock this big ol' fuckin' pump back, then paint it with some rust
I'm begging please get off my nutsack, I'm bout to fuckin' bust
Tell myself that I can't rush that, I'm tryna make my crust
Why you fussin' in the corner, While you watch me like a cuck
Stacking bodies at the coroner like I'm itchin' for my gun
I ain't one for the trust, cause my last bitch was a slut
Droppin' molly in my cup, when I don't wanna fuck
Hoe, you got me fucked up, but you got me feeling great, huh
Cruisin' through the lake, goin' a hundred thirty-eight
Got pulled over by the state, told him have a great day
Are you fucking high
Right before I sped off and did the same thing
Damn, you get it how you live it, Fuck, I bet you'd do the same
Yeah, I get it, why you're livid, There's a lot up in your brain
Take that bullshit and the pain, Roll that shit up and sustain
Yeah, my father raised a man, taught me at a certain point
You flip the bird and, Walk the other way
Gotta wrap it up before I hit, Can't let your oven bake
Hungry motherfucker, need a burger and your milkshake
With the extra fries, boy, I ain't watchin' my weight
I ain't like them other guys, bitch
I'm a stubborn motherfucker
I could care what they heard about me
Steady gettin' brains, bitch is givin' me philosophy
Panicked, paranoid, fucked up neurology
Got me actin' like a psycho, give a fuck about apologies
Or, give fuck bout what they think, no, I tip toe along the brink
Just hopin' that I sink, though I always seem to shrink
From where I was before and where I'm hopin' I could be
I could care about my limits, always throwing up the GR
Written by: Daemien Blaire Halladay, goth helma
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