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released June 30, 2015

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Crimdella is an old soul, brought back to the future to seek his vengeance.
He’s here to pioneer a movement of honesty, ferocity, fraternity, and monumental truth. Listen to Crimdella! There will be blood.

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Track Name: The Breaks
Sultan of Agrabah
aggravate you amateurs/
re-animate the characters/
that once was thought dead/
I got flash all in my stamina/
smash they face I gamma crush/
lacerations, hackin ya/soon of with head/
I was bread from a different loaf/
bullet wounds that hit you close/
high class, pass on pussy like a christmas ghost/
pass that quickly to my niggaz though/
mister don't/
give a fuck, middle finger stuck like the piff was potent,
visions of my ancestors necks In them ropes/
un hung themselves then smoked the trees
killed the master in the smoke/
master of my fate,
soul captain, Invictus/
the sickness gassed that genie for 6 wishes/
so first I got the money, then I got the power,
then I got the respect all in 24 hours/
then I got the fame, and Ileft the other 2/
just in case a motherfucka want trouble with the crew/
this that black god Pantheon/
you still got ya panties on/
we want the Gold and the bronze/
and the silver, and a form/
fitting dress on the sexiest chick at the prom/
shit I ain't even have a prom/
I was already at the dorm/
which means I had already moved on way too fast for y'all/
I used to wanna be the Black Ranger yelling Mastodon/
now I'm like a master, don/
Juan nigga ask ya moms/
dapper Dan, you just Dan your fire balls don't go that far/
I'm the illest over all/
the REALEST on my coast thus far/
one man coastal guard/feeling like an over lord/
legend of the over fiend, masterful writer/
deserve that recognition, cuz I'm actually brighter/
yall with some mics? is alcohol in the hands of a minor/
lightning bolt through ya body turn ya ass to a lighter/
coming for ya T V,
yeah im back with some fire/
till Im all over the screen like Maximum spider/
power up max out my health/
attack em with stealth/
karate chop,
black on my belt no asking for help/
body drop, back up from hell/
where casualties dwell/
who had to be held/
accountable for blasting them shells/
bitch it been over since Adele sang/
black zack Morris I was snoring when the bell rang/
got my shit list from a thousand down to twelve names/
your name, his name/
them names/
end game- ZeusX!
Track Name: Blanglish (Heat Rock) ft. Brooklish
Hook
Bitch I got that heat rock
Hit em with that flamethrower (3x)
Fire in the hole
tell them motherfuckaz game over (entire hook repeats again)

Verse 1 (Crimdella)
Inside my heart it be like Liono Leo/
adios Mios/
I be so frio/
no I be sofrito/
that mean I'm seasoned pendejo/
I sipping on that coquito/
you know like we know/
see BGP my amigos/
we make them suckaz say Tio/
tell em I need them pesos/
we bout to get that trabajo,
no body move till I say so/
I'm running shit like I'm capo/
women saying miamo/
spend a weekend in Cabo/
then smack the shit out Diablo/
see niggaz selling that blanco/
me I'm selling that hot flow/
if you need you some beats holla at Suma or Mono/
but you gotta have Mula,
oh yeah pardon my Spanish but if/you shit is Basuda
then you can go in the can wit it/
I'm the uno, no dos, no tres/
no less, oh yes/
this is raid redemption
I'm spraying at all you roaches/
all you suckers is pawns shouldn't even be the focus/
I can't even blame y'all I'm coming at all ya coaches/
yelling Andelay/
bitch siente se/
for yo yesterday be groundhogs day/
that means it no tomorrow you'll be MIA/
fire bomb, have you niggaz calling up the NSA/
I be on, you be off we putting out an expose/
firearm, put that's shit away cuz you ain't shooting shit/
eye of storm,
grilling all you suckaz while I view through it/
I'm a God,
guarantee you niggaz ain't no duplicate/
BGP Nigga

Hook
Bitch I got that heat rock
Hit em with that flamethrower (3x)
Fire in the hole
tell them motherfuckaz game over (entire hook repeats again)
Track Name: Madiba Prod. by King Suma
Madiba, Madiba,
we screaming for freedom we on that Madiba/
you more like Madea/
you show up in dresses,
you niggaz get ethered/
them rebels got magazine clips for the revolution
you'll get featured/
got a chocolate shorty wit pretty bright smile man I call her Lupita/
you niggaz is puppets,
my cousin skeeter/
wave hi to the reaper/
in the den of the lion I creep up/
fear? Ain't no sign on my features/
Some enemies skin is the same as my brother,
am I brother's keeper?
You claiming you righteous?
You said that in church?
You done lied to the preacher/
die for the people,
die for ideas/
you died for some bullshit,
when you died they ain't care/
I know it ain't ya fault bruh,
but ya quite unaware/
which is why ya girl love us,
and it's likely she'll stare/
my Facebook photos be the reason
why she never have no dry underwear/
cuz I murder every nightmares,
kill erry Dragon I find in the lair/
Black ZeusX!
Got me feeling like Billy Batson when he cries in the air/
Shazam, cept I always been the man,
if you wondered where it's at here I am

Hook
They telling me,
That I can see the jealousy
But I know who you say you are
and you're not who you pretend to be
as for me (I'm still out here)
Fuck that shit I win I win
Yelling Victory (4x)


Verse 2
Seems like it don't matter what my IQ is,
Police wanna jail me/
they should know that hating isn't healthy/
wanna see some pussy
motherfucka you should prolly take a selfie/
You should take a selfie
hide behind your gun till your gun go blow
what ya gwon do when it come back round?
Ain't no reasoning it's fuck that now/
sirens scream
but it's fuck that sound/
where we come from you can't just back down/
"hands behind your back"
we like fuck that "blow"/
Mr. officer I'm just walking bruh/
I ain't tryna take a trip to the coroner/
I seen niggaz get killed in ya care before/
think I'm born this way but I cared before/
but homie how you gone care when ya care's ignored/
like toughen up,
I don't wanna see those tears no more/
die for some real shit,
die for a code/
die in your real life,
or die in soul/
heard ya sold that for a deal to the demon in the side if the road/
but every single thing that ya do in the darkness
the light will expose/

Hook 2
Fuck that shit,
I win I win yelling victory (4x)
Track Name: Rocket Raccoon
Hook
Little motherfucka
With a big ass boom
You can call me
Rocket Raccoon (4x)

Verse 1 (Crimdella)
Senoritas,
kiss rings when you need us/
soul reaper,
in Vaginas I'm Vageta/
on marguerites/
my Goddess like Lupita/
spew ether/
choke niggaz through speakers/
truth seeker,
young black, fin to run it/
too eager, to move raps in abundance/
I been abducted, shared words with Poseidon/
and body fluids with muses left sperm up inside them/
the God power they try to learn through their science/
but can't fathom/
I Adam Ant up and at em/
cut atoms/
get blood on my napkins/
you get the picture?
Then homie motherfuck the caption/
y'all suck at rappin,
tell them put me in Im raw/
and baby girl I'll suck that pussy through a straw/
I sneak around the table steal the cookies out ya jar/
a bully with bars/
rock a hoodie out on Mars/
red planets,
green on my mind Doc Samson/
chop canvas/
rock Tupac stanzas/
you guys Samson's/
fucking wit them foul bitches/
trade ya main chick for a outa town Mistress/
my gang honest/
I'm Thanos wit the Gauntlet/
trends I ain't on it bring the stress to ya fortress/
God already knows an expects me to conquer/
end to ya legacy death to ya concerts/
I'm pompous/
moving like the end is upon us/
but motherfucka I'm just getting started/
hold ya crosses/
and cross ya heart/
duck ya chin to floor when I'm tossing darts/
talk the talk but niggaz couldn't walk the walk/
man to man it's looking like a heart to heart/
crush the competition we'll part ya part/
kill them off on May Day and mark the chart

Little motherfucka
With a big ass boom
You can call me
Rocket Raccoon (4x)


ZeusX!
Track Name: Pharaoh Ft. Real Ishmael
Hook
My profile looking like a motherfucking Pharaoh
But don't profile me
My profile looking like a .... Pharaoh
They should throw some gold on my apparel (2x)

Verse 1 (Crimdella)
My profile looking like a motherfucking Pharaoh
Rah, Akanaten/
I'm wit the Black Gods
and we plotting/
you sending prayers to their God that he stop him/
but nigga he the reason why I'm here
so I hope you know they'll all be forgotten/
I need the face Nefertiti,
with bra Dolly Parton
oh my lord why they jocking/
bars that be rocking
till they corpses is rotten/
and they all fulla toxin/
I know some niggaz still slaves
but I'll tell ya right now we ain't all picking Cotten/
got my eyes on the future
but remember way back when the dorms would be popping/
been 6 years since I graduated New Paltz,
and still fuck officer Coxum/
Uncle Tom niggaz, run along/
if life gives you lemons then ya prolly a Don/
if I was a white man I'd prolly be Fonz/
And if you was a white man you'd prolly be armed
And they'd not be alarmed/
shots at ya palms/
Oh my God now he's gone/
oh you hot cuz you threw a couple rocks in ya charm?
bury you in dirt throw some rocks at ya jaw/

My profile looking like a motherfucking Pharaoh
But don't profile me
My profile looking like a .... Pharaoh
They should throw some gold on my apparel (2x)
Track Name: Smoothies ft. Kita P and BbStarD
Verse 1 (Crimdella)
Step up in this bitch like we in it/
bout to get my due I been waiting for a minute/
meeting of minds tell me is you in attendance/
snap back on nigga this is not a fitted/
you ain't talking nothing then you niggaz could forget it/
bury me in gold I'm a fucking Alchemist/
juggernaut dash got you suckaz on the benches/
bring it to yo front yard,
hopping over fences/ZeusX!
I don't, scrimmage I run it/
I got em sick to they stomach/
but still them niggaz gone love it/
cuz others spit it redundant/
dudda damn, don't stutter,
homie speak like a man/
don't you dwell on no bullshit just let it be if ya can/
putting food in my stomach
still gotta feed Uncle Sam/
take a look at me once you think you see who I am?
like you judge and you jury/
homie fuck is you/
I know what you is,
road kill when we coming through/
I ain't stunting I'm just doing what I love to do/
till I'm where I wanna be yelling what a view/
top floor suit of the trump
no fuck the trump we at the w/
when Im the top I may summon you/

Hook (Kita P)
I put a whole lot of liquor in my smoothie/
sip it till a brother feeling woozie/
Homie you would know that if you knew me
but you don't
I put a whole lot of liquor in my smoothie/
sip it till a brother feeling woozie/
Homie you would know that if you knew me
but you don't (Cuz you dont know shit)
Track Name: Columbus ft. Monotone
Columbus,
see they wanna steal my shit, and say that's their's/
Columbus,
they just wanna bite my style, and say who cares/
Columbus,
they done went and found some shit and said ooo mines/
Columbus,
if you don't watch yo ass, they'll rob you blind/

Verse 1 (Crimdella)
Hunh, ZeusX Homie/
that chain on ya neck's just a noose homie/
eww, make way for the new homie/
these motherfuckaz wanna go roots on me/
knitting flows, like an afghan/
break the beat nose wit a back hand/
it gone need a motherfuckin cat-scan/
how you do that?
Cuz I'm Batman/
switch it, Miley Cyris wanna twerk but the chick can't twerk/
rapper wanna be Elvis and the shit gets worse/
when I'm walking through the train wanna grip yo purse/
but wanna dance like me,
wanna rap like me,
wanna say nigga nigga till a trick get hurt/
ole pussy motherfucka go and lift yo skirt/
shorty thinking if she fuck us it will make her down
so she blowing but it won't make her Nintendo work/
skrt, ride on em make the whip go skrrt/
poisoning in the system till the lymph nodes burst/
bite my style hope ya jaw crack/
if I ain't a African what ya call that/
nigga it don't really matter where I'm born at/
wanna romp mothafucka where ya hard hat/
Black ZeusX homeboy, where the storm at/
and they ain't on one homie they just on crack/ get it

Hook 2
Columbus,
see they wanna steal my shit, and say that's their's/
Columbus,
they just wanna bite my style, and say who cares/
Columbus,
they done went and found some shit and said ooo mines/
Columbus,
if you don't watch yo ass, they'll rob you blind/
But, God bless America though
God bless America hoe (4x)
Track Name: SUNGOD ft. O'ye
Verse 1 (Crimdella)
Black on black on black on Gold/
we transcend any average soul/
nigga we ain't never had no average goals/
I don't need a masters to master flows/
BGP till my casket close/
hit em every year John Madden, pro/
brand new style with some brand new clothes/
see the pussy through they jeans they some camel toes/
it's in they DNA/
we top shelf, they blood stream fulla E&J/
you can take my life but can't take my soul,
my ancestors yelling keep away/
if I die tomorrow I want peace today/
my aunt called said I need to pray/
but her Jesus white and my Jesus Black,
and I'm sleeping late on Easter Day/...
she told me God won't listen less I pray to Christ/as if I would reply oh shit I'm getting saved tonight/
no disrespect to what you believe
but I don't believe I'm just human G/
like a Sun God,
when I Unguard
and I shine one em like jubilee/
what's true to you ain't true to me/
yo home girl like who is he/
he kicking shit quite truthfully/
"what's true to you ain't true to me" (I like that)
fuck a bad bitch,
I need a Lauryn Hill, I need a Betty Shabazz I need a Ruby D/
I need a couple mill
nigga let's rebuild
and put cash back in the community/

SUNGOD,
Shine on a hater (What) (3x)
SUNGODS,
Shine, see ya later
Thats black on black
on black on black on black on Gold (4X)
Track Name: Straight Business
Hook
You know we getting straight to business
Hand over fist get it
we aint playing with it (2x)

Spitting that Voodoo hoo doo/
we smack the doo doo/
out a wack rap arrogant duo/
batshit and coo coo,
ready for when it's actually crucial,
you throw yo best we side step like we practicing sumo/
rap that Naruto/
turn a pig into prosciutto/
oh you know/
that ZeusX flow/
me yes you no/
but dawg you not the Uno/
styles I run through those,
stack up cake/
like we celebrating love,
well if that's the case/
I love life, love my homies love my family too/
love haters, why be mad them? That's what they do/
I don't get it angry with a lion when it devours a steak/
God flow break yo kneecaps,
now you must pray/
straight torture for you niggaz least an hour a day/
may the spoils go to those who have the power to stay/
I live in mount Olympus/
above the clouds you witness/
power in its purist form,
are you allowed to get it?
I rep for Huey P/
not what you usually see/
born with a Malcolm X Gene,
I'm mutant G/
nah that's that God Gene,
but it's evolved form/
be far-warned/
kill a noah when I storm/
bitch I know where I belong/
out floating on a pond/
making niggaz break they neck like I got Oprah on my arm/
got the planet in my hand looks like a sculpture in my palm/
plus I part blood rivers, crush locust by the swarm/

Hook 2
You know we getting straight to business
Hand over fist get it
we aint playing with it (4x)


22 flows
every one of them deadly/
you praying to ya God,
guess what? He sent me/
can't trust people, story of my life,
sometimes I don't even know how to be friendly/
and that's ZeusX in a nutshell/
the truth you can't untell/
the truth that was untold/
black king motherfucka this is my globe/
my flow so hieroglyphic/
that bullshit I don't get it/
my flow got Cairo in it/
Kemet to be quite specific/
that mic is jut a mic,
until the lightning hit it/
then I evolve from man,
who wanna die the quickest/

Hook 3
You know we getting straight to business
Hand over fist get it
we aint playing with it (2x)
ZeusX!
Track Name: Trap Power Ft. King P
(Hook)
That shit, right there that's trap power/
that fist in air thats trap power/
that shit don't scare that's trap power/
My click in here that's trap power/
I coulda been a gangsta, Killer, Drug Dealer,
but me I chose to be a fly NGA/ (2X)

Riding with my Negus'/
roundin round on Pegasus/
and I know my history that mean I got some leverage/
tiger uppercutting till a sucka nigga hemorrhage/
this is not a country its a motherfuckin settlement/
anyway you put it sucka motherfuck ya rhetoric/
Nah I cannot trust you cuz you been a dick/
you Benedict/
Arnold, and I'm Arnold on the way to the chopper/
or Terminator Two sign the name of who shot ya/
when I was growing up they took the chains of impostas/
and nowadays niggaz like to hang with impostas/
sipping on some liquor I ain't drank enough watah/
keep the shit locked like I'm hanging with Rastas/
I crawled and now my walk running/
sparring like I'm God's cuzzin/
had to realize I was taller than my short comings/
you the type of sucka only call me when you want something/
when ya realize what this is you wont want nothing/
I sparked something in the womb of a star/
burning a million miles away sparking rumors of awe /
before you motherfuckaz ever even knew of Allah/
Yaweh or Jesus we was moving wit Gods/
I know this body's mortal,
this flesh you cut and it bleeds/
but what's insides immortal,
it helps me see the unseen/
I stepped inside a portal, saw I was the King of all kings/
Nigga I could pull a part reality at its seems/ZeusX!
Track Name: Hotep
Hook 1
Hotep,
God bless you brother,
lets get this money
I said Hotep,
Hotep,
God bless you brother,
lets get this money
I said Hotep,
Hotep,
God bless you brother,
lets get this money
Hotep,
bring it to they door step
bring it to they door step

Verse 1 (Crimdella)
Catch a brother with a Ank on/
they get the picture now they yelling for an encore/
I french kiss death tell that trick bon jour/
I been rolling through hell I was tour/
put ya fist in the air if you on board/
Put a fist in the air if you on board/
yeah I'm repping for the struggle man I'm all for it/
go the war for that bitch like an armed guard/
you don't kick it man you Balrog/
Hell no/
you suckaz boxed in looking like some leggos/
I hit the homie P up he like lets go/
we hit the streets hard turn it up a decimal/
I can't lie homeboy I got God in me/
you got God in you then just mob wit me/
got my people in the crowd like you already/
we know, turn up the show, And yo the more merry/

Hotep,
God bless you brother,
lets get this money
I said Hotep,
Hotep,
God bless you brother,
lets get this money
I said Hotep,
Hotep,
God bless you brother,
lets get this money
Hotep,
bring it to they door step
bring it to they door step
And I be yelling ZEUSX (Godbless you brother lets get this money)
And I be yelling ZEUSX (Godbless you brother, I'm for sho, but its not for show)
And I be yelling ZEUSX (Godbless you brother lets get this money)
And I be yelling ZEUSX (Godbless you brother, I'm for sho, but its not for show)

Verse 2 (Crimdella)
Pardon my greed/
I'm letting off all this steam/
I need it all for my team/all for the block,
all for the hood you forgot,
so pardon if I come off mean/ pardon my back/
but yall belong in the back/
I swear to God thats fact/
talking that smack/
but you got nothing nothing to say,
I swear ya bars sound like skat/
skibbidy bee bop/
and something bout a weed spot/
I'm aiming for they heads I'm wit Rambo in a tree top/
all eyes on a brother like peacock/
I aint G but I'll dig up in a G spot/
spot spot spot the lies/
watching TV tryna spot the lies/
if I believe that then its my demise/
but if I don't then I may be ostracized/
she got junk in the trunk and its chopper size/
she tryna distract me and I'm not surprise/
why you looking at her ass I just watch her eyes/
I'm tryna see into her soul what am I to find?
Pimps and hoes,
cars clothes,
cocain deals and a plot for dough/
pray for her soul she a momma yo/
and the nigga had the nerve to say the condom broke/
I'm fasho, but it's not for show/
Track Name: Dreams ft. Precious Gorgeous
Hook (Crimdella)
If You got dreams Stay away
Cuz I could make ya dreams fade away
If you got dreams stay away
Cuz I could make ya dreams fade away
(Precious Gorgeous)
Stay out my hood
Off my blocks
You know how we get down
Stay out my hood
Off my blocks
You know how we get down

Verse (Crimdella)
Have a youngin chilling on the block/
have a youngin dealing out them rocks/
have a youngin saying fuck a bank,
have em stashing money in a box/
have a nigga saying a fuck a cop,
but maybe that's a good mind frame/
cuz I done seen brothers get shot
and they was tryna do the right thang/
have a youngin lying to his mama,
like I was just outside hanging
till he get seen by a neighbor
and she tell her he was outside banging/
have a nigga throwing up them gang signs/
heard he was a thug through the grapevine/
she told him she was pregnant at the same time/
he looking at the chick like it ain't mine/
have a young mama by herself,
mostly got the baby on her own/
Grandma watching her grand daughter,
how you think you the daughter gone grow/
baby father out up in the street,
he don't even have the right morals/
nigga keep getting locked up,
how the hell you think he gone support you/
have a young nigga so angry,
have a young nigga so ignant/
that even if you try yo best,
I don't even think that you could fix it/
I was just tryna help em out,
but the hood told him that he hate me/
outside yelling like fuck you,
inside yelling out save me/ ZeusX

Hook (Crimdella)
If You got dreams Stay away
Cuz I could make ya dreams fade away
If you got dreams stay away
Cuz I could make ya dreams fade away
(Precious Gorgeous)
Stay out my hood
Off my blocks
You know how we get down
Stay out my hood
Off my blocks
You know how we get down
Track Name: *Bonus Track The Logo RL ft. Monotone
Knock ya socks off/
spray the fro keep the top soft/
fuck a knock off/
hock ptu spit the hot sauce/
chill in Cabo/
sip, pass, hit the bottle/
then hit the throttle/
spit gold el dorado/
niggaz I know/
hit spiffs and Tabbaco/
the hit the lotto/
with the super finish combo/
monte Carlos, with the count of Monte Cristo/
put down the pistol/
then I show you my ninjutsu/
the style official/
you niggaz bout to drown in shit stew/
the middle fingers,
that be my super powered symbol/
uptown New Yorker/
bust downs from a foreign momma/
said she in from Germany and she'll be gone tomorrow/
perfect opportunity for me to Tony Stark her/
kill the pussy liner, oh the horror/
swish swish nigga tony Parker/
sick shit, it's the golden author/
with golden ticket,
flowing proper/
sticking up the Willy Wonkers/
spilling vodka/
ball for my city like a motherfuckn knickerbocker/
you niggaz follow/
you hate here's a dick to swallow/
And a couple harsh words from that kid Apollo/

Hook (Monotone)
Wack niggaz in the click thats a no no/
Middle Fingers is the logo/
and I wear that there like a Polo/
Middle fingers is the logo (2x)

Yesterday a white man told me to get over it/
but in History Class all they do is show me it/
8 slave movies in a year how appropriate/
feeling like to get a head in life I gotta blow a dick/
take the racial jokes laugh em off oh the phoniness/
treat my old hood friends like they're just associates/
Facebook statuses about it and my throat get ripped/
big brother acting like I'm spying for the soviets/
feeling like I need some opiates/
just to cope with it/
take my inner anger soak in it/
then I focus it/
anybody standing right in front of it get blown to bits/
got em open wider than Ms. Botey Hips/
Ultra Thick,
that was my old math teacher with the fat ass/
probably why I never got my work done in Math class/
approaching all the smoke and mirrors with a gas mask/
"the struggles that you face can't be that bad"/
Stab Stab/
get the trash bags/
and Cash Cash/
y'all fools over,
y'all bombs out in Baghdad/
so kiss my black ass with a hash tag/
tag that/
and I hope the shit ashy once ya lips hit the ass fat/
real shit
Cannon ball hitting your bravado/
you small time niggaz you could fit inside a cock hole/
a whole lotta hating shit zipping out ya pie hole/
so here's some harsh words from that nigga name Apollo/

Hook 2 (Monotone)
Hook (Monotone)
Wack niggaz in the click thats a no no/
Middle Fingers is the logo/
and I wear that there like a Polo/
Middle fingers is the logo (2x)