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empathy

This is the full version of 'Audio Creep' by ZillaKami, remastered by me due to inconsistencies in the mix, in the versions I could find online.
The result is an experience a lot more balanced and makes the album a lot better to listen to, which can help with the listening experience until ZillaKami choses to release this properly.

Seperate tracks can be found in the playlist on my profile

Zilla, if you want me to remove this, please contact me and I will remove this.

ZillaKami - Audio Creep FULL Album (Master & Seamless Mix by ZhariN)

Celestial Feathers

Last Time

Not Enough

Nocturnal Echoes

TEXAS CHAINSWORD MASSACRE

lyrics:
I be swervin, lane switchin
I'm too sure, I ain't missin
37 hollowtips in my clip
Make it rain, didn't it

Ok, upper level aim with it 
Lopping off his ring fingers
Leavin fuckin bodies twitchin 
Find em where they brains hangin..

I'm ready to die, shit
I be with the guys, shit
Drop another whip and scrape the city
I'm gon die in it

Ok, watch me drive it stolen 
With that pistol in my pants 
I'ma blow that noggin open 
Soon as I get my fucking chance
Damn..

I been known to ride, let it burn slow
Smoke it up and die, see the night go
I don't wonder why, nah I die slow 
Sippin on my flight, when I arrive
I'm gettin high, hoe

Go pop off 
Lock jaw 
Nah, can’t get yo bitch back
Like go knock off, drop drawers 
Still ain’t get yo get back
These lasers ready
Red and green like Christmas, I'ma switch em on
This pistol heavy
Chevy hang outside, .223 send em all

I send em off 
Machete ready 
Deadly when I cock it back
Like my metal heavy 
Swingin MPs at your shower cap
Send em back
Bitch, you wasn't with it 
Boy, I been up on it
I'm really ballin
Bitch, I spot that target
Get my semi on it 

My Glock got titties on it
Pimp the Draco with a scope
Hoe, my homies got like 15 grips and two Glocks in they coat
I don’t give a fuck bout none this shit, my life fucked that’s fasho
I could end it all but I be getting high cause I could blow, when I cope
Lonely road I’m walking with my bow tucked, I go ghost
I don’t do that talking shit, I rock a bitch and go
Just like my momma, moody, I get moody on these hoes
I know my bros got pocket rockets..

Pop it on these foes
Sights glitchin
Got the floor lights dimming 
I don't wanna live forever 
That's my whole life mission 
.40 pokin out my sweater with a long knife
Chalk it up to them long nights 
Open up, I got close-eyed victims

Not Enough

LOCKOFF