HO99O9 – Incline (2025)

Ho99o9 (pronounced “horror”) have just released “Incline”, a single from their upcoming album Tomorrow We Escape, due out September 9 via Last Gang Records. The track is a high-energy collaboration with Nova Twins, Pink Siifu, and Yung Skrrt, combining punk and rap into what has been described as a Molotov cocktail of sound. It carries an anti-establishment charge, taking aim at institutions such as organized religion, government, and the police state.

The accompanying music video matches the song’s intensity with politically charged imagery and a fashion-forward aesthetic. Visually, it amplifies the track’s urgency, turning the message into a cinematic statement. While Ho99o9 have long been known for their politically minded work, Tomorrow We Escape is said to take a more personal and emotionally charged direction. It balances the political undercurrent with themes of individual struggle, resilience, and motivation.

The album will feature a range of guest artists, including Chelsea Wolfe, Greg Puciato (formerly of Dillinger Escape Plan), and MoRuf, alongside the collaborators on “Incline”. Together, these elements suggest a record that expands Ho99o9’s signature style into something both fiercely confrontational and more deeply personal.

[Intro: theOGM] Money make the world go ’round Keep your mouth shut, no sound Please don’t tell me you down When it all crash, you bounce Twenty feet tall, keep count Hypocrites gon’ keep drowning Feet don’t touch the ground And I keep runnin’ like Prime And now we finally live Pockets finally live, anomaly finally, ayy

[Verse 1: Yeti Bones] You better watch ya mouth, you gon’ fuck around and find out Dead presidents by any means, we gon’ cash out And we about that action, fully loaded with the MAC Huey P., Bobby Steele, shotgun, iron fist, bitch, I’m black All you other copy cats, shit is lame, shit is wack Kick through the door, attack, DeathKult, wolf pack Keith sweat, make it last forever Don’t care, don’t give a fuck about where you from, it’s where you at Number eight, Slipknot ski mask Bro, your best shit is trash, hundred miles on the dash We gon’ swerve and we gon’ crash; while you slow down, we hit the gas ​theOGM hit the gas, Pink Siifu hit the gas, Nova Twins, yeah, we gon’ mash We gon’ swerve and we gon’ crash like, “Boom”

[Chorus: Yung Skkrt] You don’t wanna find out where we came from You don’t wanna know ’bout what we had to do You don’t wanna know where we came from You don’t wanna know ’bout what we had to do

[Post-Chorus: theOGM] Will the real Triple-Nine niggas please stand up? (Please stand up) Please stand up If you wit’ the Triple-Nine, can you please stand up? (Please stand up) Can you please stand up? Will the real Triple-Nine niggas please stand up? (Please stand up) Please stand up If you wit’ the Triple-Nine, can you please stand up? (Please stand up) Can you please stand up?

[Verse 2: Pink Siifu] Money got a hood nigga acting stupid If ya scared, go to church, better find communion Heard the preacher got a crush on one of his students It’s still fuck pigs, fuck the Constitution (Fuck) Money make the world go ’round, it’s looped in (Fuck) Step to a nigga, better know you who you is They gon’ sell every piece ’til you believe the illusion Fuck around with us, you gon’ die to the music (Gon’ die) That nigga better off workin’ prostitution We live by the code, but all my dogs ruthless If you eatin’ at the table, I need contributions Fuck these rats, who the hell let you in? Hatin’-ass bitch, go find a new man (Go) or find a reason This that season, breakin’ speakers, killin’ evil I need sequels, we ain’t equal Oh, this bitch really think I’m God (God), ’cause it’s still a lil’ too quiet (Quiet) Real nigga speak, be quiet (Quiet), this bih that real incline (Incline) Bitch silly, really think she mine, yellin’ “Please” like Amanda Bynes It’s like dope when it hit yo’ spine, make a nigga wanna lean to the side Grind, still on that, still on that (Go), still on that (Go) Break a pig face, sound like the solution I​ be that nigga that’ll die for the movement Fuck outta my face, I know what I’m doin’ Call me Jesus, or just salute him Fuck yo’ features, school of hard rock, get jumped, get nocked Ten shots from the block, I swerve

[Chorus: Yung Skkrt] You don’t wanna find out where we came from You don’t wanna know ’bout what we had to do You don’t wanna know where we came from You don’t wanna know ’bout what we had to do

[Bridge: Yeti Bones] (Horror) Triple-Nine (Horror), what they stand for? (Horror) It’s a cult (Horror), above the law (Horror) Triple-Nine (Horror), what they stand for? (Horror) Mutant Freax (Horror), we’ll break ya jaw

[Outro: Amy Love] Smash it, fuck it up, I-I must be crazy Smash it, fuck it up, e-excite your brain Smash it, fuck it up, I-I must be crazy Smash it, fuck it up, e-excite your brain