Strawberry tape is scrapped album by zillakami. Dillzedd, and Thewanderingnomad fully reproduced all these songs by writing a lyrics, singing vocals, and then mixing and replacing it with zillakami ai. I only put everything together, and make the best transitions i can, and make this sound like actual album. So shotout to boy's subscribe us on YouTube and follow on other media. i Hope yall enjoy it. Have a good day.

ZillaKami - Strawberry (Finished Album Prod. Dillzedd, Thewonderingnomad, Killakami)

Toxic Boogaloo (OG With: 1000 ways to die, thraxx interlude, and one fight for the road)

ZillaKami X SosMula - Suwoop V3

ITISWHATITIS Ft. BENZO

Faux glass walls thinner throat or flowpath
More lacerations impatience the knife is in em
I gotta pen it cement it 
The living dead of my afterthought is a vision
The sickest sinner remember me less
The prince of heavenless
More or less
Site of multiplex car sick killa
For the rent I will body them all and toss a pistol
Visit the ministry let the coffins rip em
Till I blow my head or go missin

All the life ending ima life end em
Stomping down a portrait of my past 
Im in close premise to the trauma gates
They dont fake a death artificial god I met and hated
Automated like a blank mind caught in the reef

See my own death I might reflect
Meter 9 millimeter the machines a sinner
Took my blade to his neck and I feed him the mess that I live in
Ima take my FN spray all you motherfuckers im fed up with ya
Leave no evidence ima level with you
Unabomb the sinister corporations submit a hitlist
Murder carbon copies of citizens all derived from sinning
Fuck the organized religion fuck the man and fuck the whole system
Kill everything and burn it all down you can blame it on me

All the life ending ima life end em
Stomping down a portrait of my past 
Im in close premise to the trauma gates
They dont fake a death artificial god I met and hated
Automated like a blank mind caught in the reef


Trauma Gate

[Verse 1: Aaron Main]
I'm inna moshpit, it's real lit
Disseminator, I might knock if you feel shit
Reciprocator, looking down am I laced, bitch?
Denominator, I'm dipping and making paper
Been clocking in like a waiter, bitch, I'm still lit
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Slippin', weavin' inna moshpit
Young nigga, he blowin', keep you flyin' inna moshpit
They say "ya feel me?," don't feel shit
Runnin', he done, ain't no scape from Odin
inna moshpit
The money stay ever growin
He keep that green, ain't no stopping
With metal he feeling cocky in moshpits
Keepin it cocked, ain't no stopping, l'm locked
He losing his head, seeing red, leave em
dead inna moshpit

[Verse 2: Smoke Bomb] 
Yeah, I'm tweaking for real, I'm clutching my iron, gang, I'm popping a wheelie
Twelve is behind us, I'm clutching the throttle
I'm pushing this bitch way higher than 60, 70, 80, 90, I'm going a hunnid and twenty
I'd rather I'd lose my life when my movement right than never amounting to nothing, uh
I don't like talk about it, if that money coming, a nigga gone get paid
I need a check next to a stick next to a bad bitch in my wraith
Uh, can't pull me over, I'm on a mission
I'm picking up a new batch
Bae, pass me the switch, I'm about to tweak for real, nigga I'll spaz
Bae, I need a hit of the acid, I need a leaf to grind it, and roll it, and spark it, and puff it, and smoke it, and toke it, niggas do anything before they pass it
I need a glock with a switch, and a switch on my bitch, and my bitch need a stick with a dot on the frontside, shit hit you and it's tragic
Shit hit you like it's magic

[Verse 3: Ang3l Crat3r]
Pass the blunt
Who the fuck these  bitches though they was?
It’s gotta be two cause I’m not the one
I’m getting evil like dun-da-dun
Yea I’m setting boundaries, cause bitch I’m done
Niggas keep competing, I think it’s fun
Shit is confusing like conundrum
Keep tryna touch me, Hoe is you dumb?
YES
They like to call me dramatic, cause I be spazzin
Cameras out but there’s no acting
Shakespeare you like this is tragic
I can’t imagine, What it’s like to a sad bitch
I mean I am no average, I am the baddest
I am the one with magic 
I let you go cause I have it
It’s just my world 
You bitches is too mad bout it

Belmont Ave. (feat. Aaron Main + Ang3l Crat3r)

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