Beat by the homie CRÜXX https://linktr.ee/cruxx_shadows

Lyrics
[ZANGE]
I got the creepy crawlies bitch it's under my skin, the mask on my face wit the blood on my hands we murderous, hand me the blade, cut up yo face, feast on yo motherfucking brain,

body a bitch now she be suffering, i put the chain around yo neck till you slumbering, never complain about shit bitch bitch I’m running it, death be my frenemy fuck it I’m done wit it,

Burn mother fucker burn mother fucker burn, 

Burn feeling Ecstasy Nephilim testing me, gripping my sword and I'm swinging for stressing me, all of you motherfuckers think you besting of me, I put the e in the devil my recipe,

[CRÜXX]

ZANGE X CRÜXX $HADOW$ - BURN

SEX~BLOOD~DRUGS                                                 (Remastered Trash)

Regurgitating The Same Music Until I Get Famous

Duke Nukem (Remix) [feat. Ace Shadows, SHUSH, Bleed The Wicked Menace, ONI INC., Big Melancholy & Sinizter]

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From the Album, “THE WAKE OF DEMISE”

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BEHIND THE RATTLING ECHOES OF THE ABANDONED & DECAYING HOLLOW CAGES; A MALEVOLENT, MACABRE MASKED ENTITY HAUNTS & TERRORIZES THESE DESOLATE GROUNDS. 

THIS WIDELY FEARED SPECTRE SCAPES THE ACRES OF THESE DARK, EERIE WOODLANDS, SCATHING ANY BEING IN IT’S SIGHT UNTIL IT’S VICTIMS BECOME AN UNIDENTIFIABLE, HOLLOWED CARCASS OF WHAT IT ONCE WAS.

THIS MALICIOUS ENTITY FEEDS ON FEAR, AND FEASTS ON BLOOD, FLESH & BONE MARROW. WITH NO INNOCENCE, THIS EVIL SPIRIT DECIMATES ANY FORM OF PURITY THAT DARES TO STEP INTO IT’S RUINOUS VOID. 

TO MAINTAIN IT’S DARK PRESENCE, THE MASKED ENTITY ROLLS IT’S VICTIM’S BLOODY REMAINS INTO THE ROTTED WOOD OF ANCIENT OAK TREES WITHIN THIS PITCH BLACK, OVERGROWN FOREST. WITH EVERY SOUL CONSUMED, THIS PARANORMAL BEING GROWS MORE POWERFUL & MALEVOLENT. 

THIS ENTITY, FURTHER KNOWN AS TRIST B, HAS CLAIMED A PERMANENT SPOT ON THE DESOLATE THRONE IN THESE MACABRE FORESTS. 

FEAST.🩸

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Roll one up, then Im lightin up the tomb 
Screw what you heard, you know that I keep it loose 
Knock on the door, open up to a noose
Til it’s around your neck, and it surrounds your neck
Flatline cardiac, I’m takin ya tooth 
Im a serial killer cause I need a souvenir
32, get some new veneers
I’m like a boa constrictor the way I’m seein red

Transformin, in metamorphosis
I don’t believe in death, an immortalist
I know to put your money where your orifice is
So please quit talkin, I’m notoriously known 
For everything I’ve ever done in the past times
I will grab a stone, throw it at your glass shrine 
Know that if I drown, it’s not me being baptized
Im livin Leviticus, the forsaken Christ

Take me to the garden of Eden so I can lay with the snake 
And have a long talk, go and ask ‘em if I can stay 
I don’t believe, and im not gonna play your charade 
But if you wanna do it, go ahead and take your aim 
Nobody ever looks when the sky turns grey 
And I can tell by the look all on your face 
You don’t even wanna listen to what I say 
And now I’m back from the dead, this is your 
Grave that Im diggin
This is your casket I’m kickin 
If anyone wants my repentance
I’ve got no god, no religion
This is your grave that Im diggin up
This ain’t no lean in my double cup 
This is your blood that I’m sippin up
Next it’ll be a bomb that I’m riggin up 
That I’m riggin up

Roll one up, then Im lightin up the tomb 
Screw what you heard, you know that I keep it loose 
Knock on the door, open up to a noose
Til it’s around your neck, and it surrounds your neck
Flatline cardiac, I’m takin ya tooth 
I’m a serial killer cause I need a souvenir
32, get some new veneers
I’m like a boa constrictor the way I’m seein red

Roll one up, then Im lightin up the tomb 
Screw what you heard, you know that I keep it loose 
Knock on the door, open up to a noose
Til it’s around your neck, and it surrounds your neck
Flatline cardiac, I’m takin ya tooth 
I’m a serial killer cause I need a souvenir
32, get some new veneers
I’m like a boa constrictor the way I’m seein red

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