Name: ぇれ∧″─ﾅﾆ─ʚ ♥ɞ by ღDJ魔女っ娘ミラクるんღ
Duration: 2 min 46 s
Description: ORG' https://soundcloud.com/disciple/elevator

almost all your tracks are in my playlist, so damn good 🔥

ORG' https://soundcloud.com/knock2music/soundclash-knock2-2019-remix

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ORG : https://soundcloud.com/guyarthurmusic/turn-off-the-lights-flip

日月ｶゝ丶)をﾚﾅす

ORG' https://soundcloud.com/disciple/elevator

ぇれ∧″─ﾅﾆ─ʚ ♥ɞ

ORG' https://soundcloud.com/anxsound/au5-nytrix-always-in-a-nightmare-anx-house-flip

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ORG：https://soundcloud.com/alrtmusic/alrt-my-level-necrolx-remix

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Now this

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Youtube : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K2PMCl3YWHU
Beatmap : https://osu.ppy.sh/beatmapsets/2358247#taiko/5080724

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Artists

7_7 @7_7-nananana
A2 @a2two
akimalo
Aquestion @user-709202560
Chinatsu @loudnessfirst
DJ Raisei @raisei
fuluca @fuluca
maezawa @maezawa-lab
negimiso @negimiso
Sar7 @sar_seven

Mastering by fuluca

Special Thanks : @icesawder, @kasanevavzed and the TWC staff team

BUZZ CUTZ

[Verse 1]
Basement of the nation, bass kick consecration,
Bitter idols waving banners like a makeshift consecration,
Snake scripts, state myths, draped in flag-knit incantation,
I lace riffs, break ribs of that blank-trip domination.
They pray to paper crowns, counterfeit coronation,
Cross-hilt politics, profit from poor salvation;
Torching every border with a bored humiliation,
But we pour living water on their scorched imaginations.
Algorithm of the spirit, anti-empire calibration,
I’m a cipher in the choir, calling frauds to cancellation;
No hail to hollow halos hung on hate’s hallucination,
Only light that shatters night and censors their sensational.
They pitch a graven nation, call it sacred legislation,
We reject it—resurrected in a just reformation;
Church of New Millennium, rhythm as revelation,
Truth drum, boom-blessed, breaking chains of domination.

Low-tide lullaby, lightning in my chest,
Mercy like a floodlight, cutting through their nets;
No flag on my faith, no border on my breath,
Love is the law here—life over death.
Turn up the low end, wash away their lies,
Choir on fire, truth is on the rise;
We won’t bow to idols carved in empire stone,
Heaven in the bass drum—bringing every captive home.

[Verse 2]
They auction off the scriptures like a slip in speculation,
Clip verses, flip curses, forge a forced identification;
March kids into a maze of militant indoctrination,
But we splice it with the spice of fearless re-creation.
Their pulpits pump a panic—pure authoritarian fiction,
Blunt fists, stunt lists, spun wrists in crucifixion;
We counter with a canon of communal jurisdiction,
Bread breaks, beds make—mutual aid as benediction.
Hymnals in the sub-bass, brimstone to the bigots’ bluff,
Signal through the nickels of their nickel-plated cuffs;
Syllables are sickles in the fields of fascist fluff,
Harvest every heart that’s starved—enough is more than enough.
No Caesar in the chancel, no police in our psalms,
No border at the table, no empire in our palms;
If power is a parasite, justice is the balm,
We tune the room with boom and bloom a fearless calm.

Low-tide lullaby, lightning in my chest,
Mercy like a floodlight, cutting through their nets;
No flag on my faith, no border on my breath,
Love is the law here—life over death.
Turn up the low end, wash away their lies,
Choir on fire, truth is on the rise;
We won’t bow to idols carved in empire stone,
Heaven in the bass drum—bringing every captive home.

Life Over Death

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FULL RESPECT FOR THE ORIGINAL COMPOSERS.

ぇれ∧″─ﾅﾆ─ʚ ♥ɞ

ღDJ魔女っ娘ミラクるんღ

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