🔥 Lux Coven’s “Shut It Down” is a Firebomb Sermon from the Church of Chaos

In Shut It Down, Lux Coven delivers a sonic Molotov cocktail — a snarling, unrelenting anthem that fuses rap-metal, screamo, and industrial boom-bap into a full-blown auditory assault. It's both war cry and exorcism, a feverish purge of rage, madness, street memories, and defiant self-mythologizing. The track doesn’t beg for your attention — it takes it by force and smashes it across the pavement.

From the very first “Fuck ‘em up — shut it down,” Coven assumes the role of preacher and punisher, spitting venom with conviction. Every bar is a scalpel. Every scream a sermon. The hook alone is a rallying cry for the ungovernable — something between a mosh pit commandment and a gladiator’s snarl before the first swing lands.
Verses That Swing Like a Switchblade

Verse 1 is all blunt trauma and gritted teeth: “Power tools turn ya ass to molecules” isn’t just hyperbole — it’s a warning. The lines drip with bloodlust, layered with pop culture psychosis, east-coast beach town references, and a flair for theatrical brutality. Think early Slipknot meets Ghetts, but with the DIY venom of a back alley punk prophet. There’s menace in the humor and poetry in the threats — this isn’t mindless aggression, it’s calculated chaos.

Verse 2 sharpens into cinematic satire. Over a boom-bap pocket, Lux balances ego with absurdity — from “vampires here, say goodbye to your youth” to traffic rage and sexual deviance, he weaves the surreal into the all-too-real. The tone flips halfway, melting into a screamo section that feels like the speaker losing grip of his own reality: “It puts the lotion on the skin or it gets the fuckin’ belt!” — a Silence of the Lambs reference twisted into performance art.

Memoirs of a Madman

Verse 3 hits hardest. It's memoir — raw and scabbed over. Sleeping under ramps. Working Blockbuster shifts to pay child support. The beat slows slightly as the verses breathe a little deeper, letting the pain cut sharper. The final scream “SLASHER MOVIE MIND — CUT THROUGH THE BLACKNESS!” feels like both catharsis and climax — not just a metaphor, but a mission statement.

There’s real autobiography underneath the carnage — father trauma, poverty, surveillance paranoia, mental breaks — but it’s buried under layers of mythology and metaphor, told like a horrorcore folk tale. Coven isn’t trying to be relatable — he’s trying to be unforgettable.

Production: Filthy, Fragmented, Ferocious

Distorted guitars bend like sirens through a dying speaker. Breakdowns are timed like trap doors. Screamo elements burst through boom-bap drums with no warning, like PTSD flashbacks mid-bar. The result is intentionally jarring — like channel surfing through a broken brain. Somewhere between Denzel Curry, City Morgue, and Eminem’s 2000-era Slim Shady darkness — but it never feels derivative.

💀 Final Verdict: An Unholy Baptism in Gasoline and Grit

“Shut It Down” isn’t a song. It’s a ritual. Lux Coven has created a chaotic, hyper-aggressive tapestry of underground sound — somewhere between exorcism and execution. It's not polished, it’s primal. It's not perfect, it's possessed. And that’s the point.

This is the soundtrack for those who aren’t looking for permission — they’re looking for the detonator. And Lux just handed it to you.


Shut It Down

Ουράνιο Άρμα

prod. by @kastrosplace 
mixed/mastered by @geo_1022
Lyrics/Art/Recording by me

this didn't age well

Put some socks on with a coat over a hoodie
Pull hair back just to put the snail on top of head the noogie
Imma pull on kicks if black n white then imma take the campus
otherwise i'll stick with tony's all black out of canvas
Maybe? i'm not really sure
it still fits with blocks of colored squares
and i don't give a fuck what others think of what i wear
cuz now i got a cosby coogie sweater lookalike
and even with me drinkin water it's still tasting alright, so nice
i jus wanna vibe and buy that 40 dollar shit for one
and always check the board for deals on prices green tag yellow none

cuz a five for five is better than a one for two 
unless it's jammin out in parking lots to one cd with you
i don't care if music's trash or tender's cold
aux can bump till day grows old, convo stretching on till eyelids fold
and grandpa sweaters need to bust out in the sunset air
i don't care if giant shirts with tied up hair or cactii everywhere
just. it don't make a difference cut the bs that it's more work
if i can't see your face today i know i'll go berserk

by the paper i mean the new york time 
to go see you and find out why your eyes just make me smile
maybe it's that there's a mystery
so lemme know you better
maybe if it's getting cold we can go n share a sweater
in the weather like forever just together
just us two and i don't wanna leave no you without a lovely lady palindrome 
wait
tacocat because you love em so
but doggo puppers ease your soul
and i know that you do not wanna choose a favorite
but i do and i choose you like a pokemon but better
You electrify me burn me up until i’m ashes never
Paper on paper on paper on paper
I been writing songs about you
I been feelin down without you
I don’t wanna walk without you
I don’t wanna go do this shit
Ohh
Girl you make me feel more whole than if I filled a glass with tea
And I know that you hate it that I’m stubborn but I see
That you might be the one with looks and charm and all the inbetween
And I jus wanted to ask when you can come and see me

Chrosky | Paperlove (prod. KA$TRO)

ISSA BOP CLOSE OFF 2017 RIGHT WITH THIS SKRRRRRR
hope this helps you say my name right too. "crow-skee"

prod. https://soundcloud.com/kastrosplace
mixed/mastered. https://soundcloud.com/dahm-the-rapper

lyrics:
lemme grab another sheet of paper rack it up to 12
n hit me with the opp we bumpin up we gettin felt
cuz imma make a coat of felt or leather anything
except for suede
i hate the feeling of that stuff so get it 'way from me
i dont need another jean jacket i already got two
so i been flexin with the fact that thriftin is my only booze
so imma be an alcoholic with his system clearer than a crystal
precious like a diamond bumpin goofy from my pistol
i don't got a firearm but yes i got a fire flow
stunt on you like razor scooters
razor bois have gotta go
slide into my dms like you longboardin down a speedy hill
flying faster than the birds can trill i'm thrilled i spilled
all the beans and now we gotta tasty meal and i'll go sharing this 
with everybody till they feel they filled, yes i will, yes i
bump it with a beat like this
i don't gotta flex on wrist 
but i got shoes on socks and snails on top and face on shirt with sweat cov up
like ooh
if you best me ooh
sweaterking's a god i'll prove
scream that you is nothing new cuz boi you nothing new! ooh
lemme pull on glasses make sure you can see me clearly
chrosky coming at you lemme draw it out so you see nearly
everything, i thrift i goof i rap i prove that i'm the best or better than you never test me i'll jus stunt on you i'm chrosky
BOOM

real talk tho 2017 wasn't always the best for me, I had some really shitty times but I'm glad I can end it with this, cuz I'm proud of it and I'm super happy that anybody listens to my music so thank you to everyone who stood by me and supported me, you guys are the best and I can't thank you enough cuz without you fueling me to make more music I never would've advanced this much :) thanks

Chrosky | Bop (prod. KA$TRO)

mixed/mastered by https://soundcloud.com/hydetherapper
prod. Jasepi Kicks (https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC_rm4P3NsqoahYLAuUGufyg)

all gud vibes, don't waste time
memes are fun but rot your mind
just ask me, see my song
i can't tell what's going on

Chrosky | Memeboi (prod. Jasepi Kicks)

mixed/mastered by soundcloud.com/hydetherapper
prod. https://soundcloud.com/masked-man-peace

Chrosky | Golden (prod. Masked Man)

hi guys, sorry for the downtime.

hopefully this is worth it (it's not)

art by https://soundcloud.com/saintkales

lyrics

living like a dog
treated like a slave
sweating like a hog
for the money that i make
i dont wanna be a boss
i just really want a raise
15 minutes im on my way
15 minutes so save my plate
15 minutes ill see your face
hold up hold up
yall dont hear the siren
dropped bomb upon an island
while we wait impatient man
they gon turn us all to maggots, leeches
came up whispering to demons
game over man they understand
already changed the rules
listen pimpin we are trippin slipping into doom 
body raking in the fumes
in the blink of an eye
5 o clock turned to noon
bodies rocking everyway
bodies rotting with decay
find some cover for the night
no find some cover for your days


ive been out of my mind
aint shit change over here
aint shit strange over here
hard to complain not hard to contain
like a month to a flame over here
ive been eating radroches for todays
avoiding annoyances plotting their raid
assorting my choices but losing my pain
im on a new level i fought me a new devil
i built me a new bethel i found me a new voice
im back with a new treble
won me a new medal stole me a new vessel
and its always there like it knows me
and its always there it controls me
and its always there cause it owns me
yeah the madness the sadness whatever you call it
crash and it clash and it scratch my opponents
spaz and it lashes out aint no backwards now
life is an ankle lock and im tapping out
now im a sharpsooter and im tapping out
given up living my gift keeps on giving
im the hitman that hit men that you asking bout

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hark (prod. by whyandotte)

Essence of a Dream

Wrote this song a year ago. A song about nothing in particular. Take what meaning you will from it

Vocal processing inspired by early linkin park songs
Lyrics (somewhat) inspired by Spencer Sotelo of periphery

Control

Happy Halloween, again!

Magical cover art by @melithescary 
Follow her on Twitter: https://twitter.com/melithescary 
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/melithescary
And on her blog: https://melithescary.tumblr.com 

Produced by @Sin7ven
Mixed & mastered by @disjointedbeats

Follow @Sin7ven here
https://twitter.com/Sin7ven

Follow @disjointedbeats here 
https://twitter.com/HellaDisjointed 

Follow @Mawthra here
https://twitter.com/MawthraDaMonsta

Bone Juice Cypher 2018 (ft. Sin7ven, Disjointed, Mawthra)

Dropout - DONEZO (Final Z Diss)

Ty - Missed Calls

Schism (prod. by whyandotte)


I wake up early in the morning, back up on my bullshit
Ratchet in my attic and I wish I had a full clip
Imp is on my shoulder, as I'm getting older
Chip is getting colder,  brother's getting bolder
A brother's getting wiser, a brother wanna stack up his chips and become a miser
This nigger turned niggard no standing outside a fire
The picture's getting bigger ain't it
The picture's getting bigger ain't it
Hearken my words muthafucka
I learned this shit outside of a church muthafucka
I earned this shit with my work muthafucka
At 25 was i irked muthafucka? You damn right
I've been searching on this earth for a damn light
Went and found in my hands, reach deep inside my bones
It was written all along, even when I'm all alone
Don't matter when I found it but I gotta bring it home

I'm good
I'm good
I'm good
I'm good
I'm good
I'm good
I'm good

Schism (prod. by whyandotte)

forgot to upload this a while ago lmao oops
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instagram @ jinnwilliam 4 memes and stuffs

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