Light

Myth Reborn

Soul Caves In

The Question

Final Thoughts

Broken Mask

Man did i ever end up being a FUCK UP

Randomness from my sick twisted & yup utterly fucked up MIND!

Trizal Tripe

Detter Bays

track liric:
Yo, j’entrelace mes pensées au tonnerre de la basse,
Ma plume devient laser, fend la fumée, le verre et la glace,
Glitch dans la matrice, mon cœur bat le rythme des foules,
Les syllabes font des saltos — la vérité parle sans cagoule,

Yo, I lace my thoughts with bass-line thunder, 
 Ink spills lightning, split the night asunder. 
I’m the glitch in the grid, pulse of the crowd, 
Wordplay acrobat, flipping truth out loud.
 Dreams on my sleeve, no ghostwriter pen, 
I carve my future in the beat—amen. 
From the static I rise, vinyl-dust phoenix, 
Flow so clean it rewrites the remix.




Beat knocks heavy like a heart in a drum,
City lights flicker—every bar is a crumb.
Turntables orbit, I’m conducting the stars,
Catch spark in the groove, leave a trail in the bars.
No entourage myth, just a craft and a plan,
Built from late-night drafts and the calloused hand.
Truth in my cadence, no costume, no tricks,
I tune the room’s pulse, then I sharpen the mix.

Stage smoke swirling, I’m a lighthouse beam,
Guide lost voices to the shore of a dream.
Cuts like a scalpel through the noise and the hype,
Let the kick write laws while the snares type.
Hunger in my lungs, purpose in my pitch,
Turn pain into gold with a crossfade switch.
When the crowd goes silent, I still won’t flinch—
I bend time on the beat till the seconds pinch.

Remix

What's to Come

Autistic lyrical miracle artist, I specialize in spherical and run on rhymes, every line, verse & word you heard here came straight from my insane, twisted, sick, deranged & yup, utterly fucked up mind. I'm half blind with a fractured spine in real life.

Trizal Tripe

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