Untitled Playlist 2

Lyrics: 

Herd of black shadows under street lights
Moonlight piercing through the trees into the cold night
Hindsight
Death is in your foresight
Swing until you can’t fight
Stumble down the street into the valley whrete the snakebites

Keep your head down
Keep your head down
Keep your hopes up
Keep your head crowned
Keep your head down
Keep your head down
Keep your hopes up
Keep your head crowned

Decimation inescapable
Hatred irreplaceable
Decimation inescapable
Love is unobtainable
I will not bow
I will not bow
I will not cater to your false crown
I will not drown
I will not drown
I will not cater in to your fake frown

Herd of black shadows under street lights
Moonlight piercing through the trees into the cold night
Hindsight
Death is in your foresight
Swing until you can’t fight
Stumble down the street into the valley whrete the snakebites

Keep your head down
Keep your head down
Keep your hopes up
Keep your head crowned
Keep your head down
Keep your head down
Keep your hopes up
Keep your head crowned

Decimation [Prod. Unknwnshi]

you past tense this right now

https://soundcloud.com/markveins
mixed and mastered @ Thornwall Studios

One Down

Spotify

SNXP - ONE DOWN (Prod. by Mark Veins)

GO RUN UP THE HOMMIES SHIT @STEMODITY DP GANG 


FT. @STEMODITY
prod. @ISTASHA

LYRICS:
[stemodity]
crawling my way out of a place that stays veiled,
dripping with blood infused with the feeling of betrayal,
somebody's gotta win at the end of the deal,
turned over to the wolves who give a fuck how you feel,
there's ones who break their bones and scrape skin for their next meal,
we're ones to break phones and complain about chemtrails,
can't wash away the shame like blood on the staircase,
finding life a drag, nobody called it a fair race...

wishin for a ticket to get over the nightmare,
got you rotting in your mind, you turn around and it's right there,
leakin, bleedin, screamin, jumpscared by peripherals,
lil stevie can't seem to get a grip on the meaning of control,
sorry bout the sheets,didn't mean to get the blood soaked,
liquor won't wash away the sin but the floods will,
I don't got no problem finding out the vibes
inside the room im leavin soon to my tomb 'fore the doom ensues...

[BRUXISM]
Take Ls and tell tales, (tails),
I'll take heads,
two face(d) bitches with fake nails, and filler in their lips 
Yeah You talk shit, not gon' drink your flavor aid it's toxic,
Don't you look back, right on sight you'll turn to salt bitch,
Uh oh!
Uh oh!
Who's that? who's said what I say ain't sell?
Blowing up my phone like Ted Kazinski sending mail,
Night flyer, cryptic cryptid mystifter,
You can watch the shadows in your cave all you desire,
Scratching the itch, antihistamine,
Listen see, follow my words like scopolamine,
all you need know is not knowing's enough for me,
Others seek knowledge, acknowledgement,  sympathy,
I just kill in cold blood on some Gacy, Bundy, Dalmer shit, 
I am Bruxism's complete lack of humbleness
When the hunted turns hunter you'll learn the word plunder,
it burns, the church crumbles,
the hunchback of nothing,
So sick, I can barely speak, look into my eyes,
Pollution is online and Digital our time...

Border/Line Ft. Stemodity (prod. Istasha The Scrub)

HOTHEADZ

DAEGHO x NIKKO x AMAC x D.E.E.J - HOTHEADZ

CUR$ED Ft.Fuckjuuzou (prod. Dead Retire)

Prod. ISVVC @isvvcisvvcisvvc

Dirt avalanche loose fruit from the branch
Eat em up don’t think gonna snoop then I snatch
Shoot the latch get the loot backpack that I sold
Send boots to the ground there’s a well full of gold
Want a piece of the pie then you speak with me 
I’m raising all the stakes and pushing each degree
Stand behind cause you ain’t cut for this
I might rebound back but this wound persists
I’m hung up like a Warhol on the wall
Red stains on my body painting till the belt fall
Eyes oxidizing eroding with thoughts arising
Controlling the sheep in power but fighting cannot divide it
Life been disparaging calling me un-American
For talking bout the shit that they value and still be cherishing
Fuck a hedge fund I’ll be blowing heads up
Ain’t nobody bail em out when they’re crashing it gets tough

Jaded with the thought of getting up these days
Carve a pentagram into the floor written three names
The father the son and the holiest spirit
No fuck for the principles they stay adherent
Now you want to be romanticized
I wanna be set free but my hands are tied
All the servitude and you ain’t satisfied
You’re still taking out filth through infanticide
Keep to the doctrine keep to the text
Give the finger to the giants that I’m up against
Mind been reduced to a primitive state
Never wait for the ones who were driven insane
On to the actions called upon
When they’d known damn well but kept along
Made to a top down panopticon
Well they can hold their money but not for long

Download

Born to Lose (Prod. ISVVC)

SALIVA GREY x 99ZED - ONNA MAC

BLOOD DRIP 2 (Prod. Netuh)

Witch dance party was something for awhile I wanted to give a try with a more faster paste style track. I hope you all enjoy this and do your boy a favor and go stream this track like crazy on Spotify.

Stream WITCH DANCE PARTY
https://open.spotify.com/track/463kyOcKOSyOp52VvHDP9J?si=e89a203fb79e4631


Social Media: ZANGE 🤘https://www.flowcode.com/page/ZANGE

Social Media: CRUXX 🤘 https://linktr.ee/cruxx_shadows



beat by the homie
@prodnug

ZANGE X CRÜXX $HADOW$ - WITCH DANCE PARTY (Prod. Nug)

[Music Video]

Sin City

Cardeairè Jack x Saliva Grey - Web (prod. Aragoth)

Im a chema-typical 
Tricking up some net gain from these somber high hoes
Fashionista on game, no dice any more for these flows
Im fading out, berating clout I dont want it im a ghost
IM Hidden in the floorboards Im becoming part of host
Take your body for a ridey flakin off I dont like joes
Mac 10 silenced hidey in my furry lined coat, 
comin up on me and ill turn you to a missing john doe

Brassed out, tactical, tactin up, my dukes are cut 
Catapultin, backin up, deagle with  the chrome roughed up 
Im a combat fanatical Im waking under (u)surper' hut
I missed the u cuz they are selfish working under godless luck
Demi urge pissed so I throw the (ouro)'boros clip, eating that tail bit by bit
gonna be famous in a bit, singing shit that's just like this, under motherfuckin 'his', 
eye of horus watchin chorus so I think the stars are pissed 

*2
So I distance with them
Im at a distance with it 
Throw a diss in the middle
Of this glocked tuck fiddle
Its singing humiliation out the barrel im not kiddin 
Make this jester talk with the metal cocked back for the thinning, yeah

I THINK THE STARS ARE PISSED (PROD. CIRCLEBAD)

My style sick I split and rip jaws
Yo style mid you spit and I’m bored
Its on sight, I bite and leave scars
If you fright I might just take more
Like my dick this track you spit and sit on
This is not something you want to sleep on
I seek to reap your soul no recon
Going nuts in guts of sluts, no pecan
Peanut butter color glock, you keep the jam
If you really wanna kill a cop, please take the stand
Please take a gun and aim it the man, blam
Heads buried in the sand
Keeper of the cult lets kill the clan
Handle in the hand, connected to a rusty blade
Instill the plan that they won’t understand like my words was in a different font, no comic sans
No common sense from the masses of man
Im on the fence on if Im human
Most you fuckboys play pretend
I don’t want clout i want the world to end
When you say you like me you bite in spite despite ya life being in danger, do us all a favor, hang ya self bitch and dis-appoint you’re maker
Youre all the same, failed abortions need coat hanger
No fornication, im raping a patient, in their minds
No hesitation, eradicating what’s known as swine
A hopeless nation thats playing patience for any sign
For anything changing, leave us hanging out to dry
MPC no NPC’s you gon see me, fuck this beat no STDs, I shoot all 3’s, can’t replace me, in hell I’ll be, must tarnish thee, cant RIP
Its the scream rap MC off beat again
Sneaking weapons in Heaven I’m wrecking the den
Its the Missing, the children on the milk cartons, amen
Mistletoe kiss missile hoe, the Ouijaboy gon handle sin
Upping, the gun and, press buttons, im hunting, to bludgeon, i love it, im always up to something
Fuck it, I might kick the bucket bitch, you muppets like puppets, off of the summit I plummet, I hear the sounds of the trumpets, new exodus you cant stomach and now yo chest leaks like faucet, i got you crawling, you bawling, you finished


Blood Thinner Than Water (prod. CXLTURE)

Problem Children 2

PROD. Sixthells

GET UP, GET IT
GET OUT IF YOU CUT IT
GET THE PACK, FLIP IT BACK
GET THE CASH, WHO WANT IT ?
GET IT FAST OTHERWISE SOME OTHER PEOPLE GET IT FIRST
I DON’T BLAME EM THEY JUST WANT THESE THOUSAND DOLLAR VERSES
EVERY NOW AND THEN I RELAPSE AND I CAN’T HELP MY CURSE
I CAN’T UNDERSTAND ANYONE I STAY UP IN MY URN
IM A DEAD MAN WALKING AND I CAN’T STAND TALKING
WHY MY FACE STAY NUMB
AND ITS WHY I CAN’T FEEL SOMETHING

FROM THE PLACE IM FROM EVERY WANNA BE A STAR
WHEN THE DAYS WILL COME YOU WON’T EVEN HAVE THE BARS
AND YOU CAN’T STOP FRONTING WHAT  YOU DON’T EVEN HAVE ENOUGH LOVE TO GIVE BACK AT YOUR GIRL

BY MYSELF I CANNOT TAKE IT
LOST MY WEALTH BUT I FEEL GREATER
I WON’T FAIL ANOTHER CHALLENGE
COME AT ME MY RAGE IS DEEPER
REMEMBER THE NIGHT I KISSED HER
KEEP ME LIVE I CANNOT LOSE IT
OTHERWISE YOU MIGHT JUST RUN QUICK
FOR YOUR LIFE CUZ YOU CAN’T TOUCH THIS

GET UP, GET IT
GET OUT IF YOU CUT IT
GET THE PACK, FLIP IT BACK
GET THE CASH, WHO WANT IT ?
GET IT FAST OTHERWISE SOME OTHER PEOPLE GET IT FIRST
I DON’T BLAME EM THEY JUST WANT THESE THOUSAND DOLLAR VERSES
EVERY NOW AND THEN I RELAPSE AND I CAN’T HELP MY CURSE
I CAN’T UNDERSTAND ANYONE I STAY UP IN MY URN
IM A DEAD MAN WALKING AND I CAN’T STAND TALKING
WHY MY FACE STAY NUMB
AND ITS WHY I CAN’T FEEL SOMETHING


I HOPE NONE OF MY FRIENDS GO
I HOPE NONE OF MY FRIENDS GO

Grim reaping

Grim Reaping

Mobbs Radical- Termination Squad(Prod. HD$)

@gwaluhhh
@wavdandy
Engineered/Mixed/Mastered by @tumaggz

GOD FUCKING DAMMIT (Prod. Gwaluhhh X sivikvill)

PROD. SIXTHELLS

[S.T.A.R. LYRICS]

I can’t just cope it 
Pain bring focus 
Friends in the back yet I still feel lonely 
Take 2 sides then I can’t stand for you
Broke my spine but my voice might break through 

And I can’t stop thinking  
Bout to shoot all of my face
Someone help me everybody hate
From my city from the bottom of this place
Take me out of here get the fuck out of my face 

Never talking bout my feelings 
People thinking im a alien 
And im screaming to the ceiling with rage 
Wont ever need no digging 
And I wont ever just fit - in 
Imma do me till I deicide I say

 I wanna take it back for y’all to see
Stacking racks all in my jeans 
And I don’t care about nothing here
Don’t come Near you’ll kill my dreams 
I been alone its what I need 
Dont be my clone you’ll lose to me 
Dont text my phone im standing here 
Just drop that bomb and run in fear aye

Everything you make is trynna beat a case 
Bitch I been alone and I will win the race 
Never could afford another fucking pair 
Wear the same kicks down till I feel the pavement

Never talking bout my feelings 
People thinking im a alien 
And im screaming to the ceiling with rage 
Wont ever need no digging 
And I wont ever just fit - in 
Imma do me till I deicide I say

I can’t just cope it 
Pain bring focus 
Friends in the back yet I still feel lonely 
Take 2 sides then I can’t stand for you
Broke My spine but my voice might break through

Untitled Playlist 2

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