IG: https://www.instagram.com/shade666apollo/ x https://www.instagram.com/sinizter_/

W/ @sinizterofficial
Prod. @clipthat
Mixed & Mastered by @xstitchmusic
Cover Art by https://www.instagram.com/dieserfreigeist/

Lyrics:
Stomp you in my Docs
My blade put holes in 'em like Crocs
I hear a lotta fuckin' talk
I see nobody walk the walk
My reign gon' make 'em fade
The fakest claims, all written out in chalk
I'm floodin' your parade, then makin' waves
Tsunami on your block

Bitch, I will stomp you in my Docs
My blade put holes in 'em like Crocs
I hear a lotta fuckin' talk
I see nobody walk the walk
My reign gon' make 'em fade
The fakest claims, all written out in chalk
I'm floodin' your parade, then makin' waves
Tsunami on your block

Now you watchin' bodies drop
Light Yagami when I jot
The momentum never stops
Take you out the picture, cropped
Make ya next big hit a flop
Once they hear this shit, they'll flock to it
You thought you had this shit on lock but then
The underdog, the one they called too dark, too goth
Has finally got his fuckin' shot
Kick down the castle doors
Raise my scythe, then heads will fall and roll
I came to bring the pain, the gore
Take the crown as blood is poured
Drop the mic and choke you with the fuckin' cord

Stomp you in my Docs
My blade put holes in 'em like Crocs
I hear a lotta fuckin' talk
I see nobody walk the walk
My reign gon' make 'em fade
The fakest claims, all written out in chalk
I'm floodin' your parade, then makin' waves
Tsunami on your block

Bitch, I will stomp you in my Docs
My blade put holes in 'em like Crocs
I hear a lotta fuckin' talk
I see nobody walk the walk
My reign gon' make 'em fade
The fakest claims, all written out in chalk
I'm floodin' your parade, then makin' waves
Tsunami on your block

Watch 'em get real quiet when I walk up in this bitch
Sniper scope on you and I am really with the shits
Most you rappers cappin', buncha kids that ain't done shit
Fold him like a lawn chair and make his ass submit
Stompin' him out in my Gucci boots
Russian AK, it gon' shoot out the coupe
Totin' that gun but I know he don't shoot
Hand me the cash and I fly to Beirut
Wah, wah
I stomp you out bitch
Wah, wah
I stomp you out bitch

Stomp you in my Docs
My blade put holes in 'em like Crocs
I hear a lotta fuckin' talk
I see nobody walk the walk
My reign gon' make 'em fade
The fakest claims, all written out in chalk
I'm floodin' your parade, then makin' waves
Tsunami on your block

Bitch, I will stomp you in my Docs
My blade put holes in 'em like Crocs
I hear a lotta fuckin' talk
I see nobody walk the walk
My reign gon' make 'em fade
The fakest claims, all written out in chalk
I'm floodin' your parade, then makin' waves
Tsunami on your block

Stomp You in My Docs

Spotify | Apple Music

Stomp You in My Docs w/ Sinizter (Prod. CL!PPED)

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)

Cigarette Cyst - CoaastGxd and @j_mattson
Produced by @vermin666
Mixed and Master by @netuhbeats
Art by Halo Blaack

lyrics
Drip when I walk from the blood on my heels
I drag fists on the concrete
Scraping my knuckles
I gotta cyst in my throat from the cigarette smoke
I dropped wrist to the grindstone
I've given up hope
Ive got no chance now at making it out
My head spins and aches 
I tried shaking it out
but the sounds were too loud
I'm making a vow
that before I pull the trigger I'll be taking a bow
Turn around and spray my brain over the crowd
What they gonna think of me now?
My thoughts got lost with my head in the clouds
and they only give a fuck if you down
or you dead in the ground
Now I got a little clout they be coming around
Paint my face like a clown
Smile cover the frown
Chin deep in the swamp and I'm starting to drown
So pretty please just let me down
Drip when I walk from the blood on my heels
I drag fists on the concrete
Scraping my knuckles
I gotta cyst in my throat from the cigarette smoke
I dropped wrist to the grindstone
I've given up hope
Ive got no more time
Gotta leave it behind
I lost hope
I tossed rope to anchor the line
Its been four whole weeks since I seen the shine of the sun
Stuck in place on the run

Long day long year long life hoe 
Hate myself forgive myself repeat the cycle 
Weed dependence so I keep my fucking eyes low
No friends stay inn like Shiloh 
Independent til I end it on a high note 
You don’t wanna know the depths of which that id go 
Just to prove a fucking point bitch I’m a psycho
Swing blade see blood no type o
And I find it kinda hard to be a nice person 
I might worsen ya life if it’s the right circumstance 
Stances, spillin blood it’s romantic you can get murdered no one heard u just vanish lil bitch 
I hate everyone on the planet been manic
Doin shit no one understand it’s alright been the type stay awake through the night 
End my life bitch I might I don’t got too much fight left

Cigarette Cyst

Cigarette Cyst w/ Jmattson [Prod. Vermin]

SPOTIFY

K.V.N//7Ł - FUCK THE WORLD (PROD. SKOTSKR) *OG VERSION*

DIRT w/ Lil 6ixxx

Couldnt resist dropping this, more soon

Got a mac mac
IN my back pack
Bullets loaded, trigger finger itchin slack slack
Gonna pull it figures that I had to trap laps 
-Running the circles around you, think ive had the last laugh 
It's a tad whiplash, BDS for the bad 
Missile seeker on these premadonna has-beens 
Im like alladin
Flying on a carpet, desert eagle in my right hand, uzi in the other 
Drivin hoopties through a cosmic ring I think I touched a feather
of the ra, -lookin through the eyes of cause and osirus, severely ill for loki odin on papyrus
Killing the gods with  parasite infected  realm with virus 
Worm, wormworm
make you fuckin squirm germ
Dont   obey shit im a motherfuckin maverick burn burn
Im incompatible with all these rattlle skulls, brain is so empty it sticks to the bottam yo 
Call me maniacal but I know better road, pulling the curtain down, now I will gladly float

Got a mac mac
IN my back pack
Bullets loaded, trigger finger itchin slack slack
Gonna pull it figures that I had to trap laps 
-Running the circles around you, think ive had the last laugh 

Ha, haha ha ha trippin on these hard highs 
Ill crunch your bones like the high hatsare behind lines
I cant now cannibal that shit it tastes like sheep and fried brain
I dont think you  want to wield torch when I do eye for eye 
I dump it magical, lookin like tragic mess I am an animal 
kind of an fan of fully-loaded shotties, gonna weta body, gonna throw a party 
Bloody rain on all the shawties, I kill everybody, vomit on the ketamolley, ima kamakazi
'puku for the kamis, strippin out this body, wait on walky talky, jester always spying

HOTLAP (PROD. RULZ ON)

TWENTYTHREE - HANGMAN (prod. wadjet + aragoth)

Follow the fall with lost heads
I want it all in blood red  
Forever haunted nothing less
Hollow the soul, a marked end
Dead in the walls, it’s unsaid 
Sediment walking I’m stepping on graves
Severed, alone in the paint
Revenant horror nowhere to escape

Silence alone, raised with the ghosts, dead or better really came out the cold, any second be the second I go, ready waiting with a hole in the throat 
So low, shadows approach, filling my vision with enemy bones, enter unknowns 
Walk out the catacombs stepping on skeleton souls 

No remnants left it in the mud
Chopper stop it, leave a hole in the lungs 
Steady falling over pockets of blood 
Pop it, lock it, body dropping for none 

Forever ends all alone so I’m hanging em up right 
Follow the fall of the roads I’ll be left in the suns light 

Follow the fall with lost heads
I want it all in blood red  
Forever haunted nothing less
Hollow the soul, a marked end
Dead in the walls, it’s unsaid 
Sediment walking I’m stepping on graves
Severed, alone in the paint
Revenant horror nowhere to escape

Follow the fall with lost heads
I want it all in blood red  
Forever haunted nothing less
Hollow the soul, a marked end
Dead in the walls, it’s unsaid 
Sediment walking I’m stepping on graves
Severed, alone in the paint
Revenant horror nowhere to escape

HANGMAN (PROD. WADJET + ARAGOTH)

Suicide Door (Ft. Stemodity)

Synthetic Faith

DEATH SOUNDS EXCLUSIVE
Video: https://youtu.be/0uqbLWWmtq8

Witchouse 40k:
https://soundcloud.com/hell_usa
https://twitter.com/Witchouse40k

Twitter: twitter.com/_DeathSounds

Stomp You in My Docs w/ Sinizter (Prod. CL!PPED)

Shade Apollo