Immerse yourself in the electrifying world of "Crown of the Night ft. Zelo," where KingXxStrategic paints a vivid soundscape of ambition and urban triumph. This high-energy track, infused with Hip Hop and Trap beats, pulsates at a dynamic 160 BPM. With heartfelt and seductive vibes, it captures the duo's rise to power from the city's depths. The sharp lyrical narratives and high-production quality make this anthem a must-hear for anyone who craves exhilarating nightlife experiences. Join KingXxStrategic and Zelo as they claim their rightful place in the night, crowned by resilience and fueled by dreams.

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Zelo - Crown of the Night (prod. by KingXxStrategic)

Making these statements waiting on you to hear.

Unaware

Fly (You Are)

Didn't Work

https://unitedmasters.com/m/don-t-feel-the-same-18

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Don' Feel The Same

Don't Feel The Same

Prod. @user-636406606
For more beats: check out https://www.beatstars.com/sinkingslowly

[Intro]
Eh, that’s Skinny
Now tell me how far ya’ll ready to go for fame?

[Chorus]
Don’t need no advising, I know all my pricing
Ain’t about money or clout, that’s my thing
Getting way too low for fame, I despise it
‘Fore I’ma fry make sure I’ma spice it

Bitches ain’t shit, they mad they can’t bite me (Aha)
Only keep it fake, getting ugly inside it (Aha)
Dumb ass motherfuckers just wanna get inside me (Aha)
‘Fore they lay down make sure they can fight me

But they can’t
But they can’t
But they can’t 

[Verse]
Tell you how I do it, I’m erasing things so easy, can prove it
Walking over bodies, that’s kinda inhuman
Yes, I’m unhuman, switching personas like robot

«What? Why you so cold?»
Well, that’s what happens to someone who was warm
Got heart of glass, got that heart of gold
Biggest mistake, never been told

Growing my claws at 20 years old
Now they can’t hurt me ‘cause Skinny’s too grown
Wanna keep it real to the base of the bones
25 years, never be sold

[Chorus]
Don’t need no advising, I know all my pricing
Ain’t about money or clout, that’s my thing
Getting way too low for fame, I despise it
‘Fore I’ma fry make sure I’ma spice it

Bitches ain’t shit, they mad they can’t bite me (Aha)
Only keep it fake, getting ugly inside it (Aha)
Dumb ass motherfuckers just wanna get inside me (Aha)
‘Fore they lay down make sure they can fight me

But they can’t

Credits: Anastasia Kolosova, Caleb MacLeod

666 (They Can't) (Prod. CLEOD)

So true

all in my hands

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Head Of Production: @thebngr
Music Producer: @abwnbeatz
Beat Produser: @williambraun_
Sound Engineer: @abwnbeatz , @arkaabeats
Publish Manager: @thebngr 
Artwork x Visu: @yoones4733


Lyric:
دیگه حالیم نی با کی‌ میرم تو دانس بیب
خوابم نرف هر چی زدم کلوناز بیب 
جوری حالم بده چنگ میزنم فیسمو
میریزم تی اچ سی تو لاست ویپ

دراگ ازم گرف 
هر چی ازت مونده بود 
روزام بد تیرس و
شب چشام کاسه خون
میبینم رو به روم
سایتو من اصن
چیزی بزننمم
حفظمت مو به مو

حالیم نی بودنت
روحمو‌گایید
اسپرایت بالا بالا لین
برام شد این قرصا قرصا بگایی
نمونده چیزی
ازت برا من
نشد یه روز راحت بخوابم
ع چشام خون میباره
سایه تو ریخت بجا اشک

واسم کاری نداره بخوام نباشمم اصن
نمیگیرم سراغتو اصن
بد شد حالم بعدت زانو زدم بغل 
(نیستی اخه در حد)

دیگه حالیم نی با کی‌ میرم تو دانس بیب
خوابم نرف هر چی زدم کلوناز بیب 
جوری حالم بده چنگ میزنم فیسمو
میریزم تی اچ سی تو لاست ویپ


اعتماد نمیکنم 
لاو الان بکیرمه
رفتی پشتم
بد منو گفتی این همه
انقد کیری شدی چشام جنده دیدنت
گفتم مث مامانم میخوامت
کوری مگه دوریت مث قرصام 
فیسمو گاییدنش

دنیا دور سرم چرخید
هیچیو‌ ندیدمش
بابا گاییدی بچتو
ذاتتو گاییدمش
مرده توم دریم
کلده کاپ با لین
مث کصخلام فریک
تو خواب دیدمت ک‌لاو میری

Lost Vape

Special Thanks goes to:

Beat producer & feature - BybrokeboyBEATS

(Lyrics)

(Hook)
Swerving out in space, far away from base
In a coupe, brand new 
going faster than you- chew chew
My spaceship has no place for two

(Vers)
Riding in that space coupe
Rollig big green in a Rari
Smoking loud that big dope 
While I geek off molly
Left these bitches out on red, 
believe me I ain't sorry 
I don't hit no shawty's up
You'll find me catching bodies 

Got two shawty's up, on my Fendi belt 
Iced out wrist, making all these bitches fuckin melt 
Left my side bitch out, to finally recognize myself 
Now DM's blowing up
I'm off these 20 perceset 

I left this bitch out 
Turning my shit loud 
Don't need no hand out 
bitch I'm off 4 pound 
No you can't rebound 
Sippin my lean proud 
My wrist is too iced out 

(Hook)
Swerving out in space, far away from base
In a coupe, brand new 
going faster than you- chew chew
My spaceship has no place for two

(vers 2) 
I got some percs that I'm lacing 
Flying to Mars, what we facing 
What are you tryin to prove? 
No bitch I'm not in the mood for your shit,nah 

Shawty I'm sick of your talkin
Can't you see that I've been workin 
Working to straight up my mind 
Shawty stop wasting my time 
You always snorting those lines by yourself 

Swear that shit mess with my healt
I don't make songs for the fame
bitches they all act the same 

They only care, when I get paid 
I left them out in outer face 
Shawty she knows she'll get replaced 
Bitch get the fuck out off my face, right now 
Can't u see I'm down
Yeah shorty u know I'm down

(Hook)
Swerving out in space, far away from base
In a coupe, brand new 
going faster than you- chew chew
My spaceship has no place for two

Unaware

M6T