The title track, both a love song and an anthem to Tokyo itself. Vocals describe kisses in digital twilight, while the drop feels like acceleration down an infinite road. Side-chained bass simulates motion, and shimmering pads paint rain-slick asphalt. Both intimate and euphoric.

Neon Highways

Each color is imagined as a force in a race. Red ignites like a flaming engine, Orange flows like protective fuel, Yellow bursts forward with childlike sparks, Green holds steady like a disciplined motor, Cyan glides above the track, Blue bonds the racers together, Violet mystically illuminates the road, White explodes into a blinding sprint, and Black closes the course with a sudden silence. Musically, each section shifts tone and texture, each drop becomes an overtaking move, and the track is a nine-lap ritual of sound.

Nine Colors

A high-energy instrumental where metallic synths pulse like engines firing. The rhythm is relentless, with layers of chrome-bright arpeggios and pounding bass. A track that feels like pure speed, as if the listener is inside the mechanics of the race.

Chrome Pulse

Zero Two Seven is DA-PHONK’s encrypted odyssey. A cyber-myth where vocoded voices confess across collapsing timelines. Heavy bass collides with glitching arpeggios as cosmic echoes unravel between alien empires and forgotten codes. A track that turns raw phonk energy into a paradox of silence, neon, and fate.

Lyrics :

Verse 1

There… beneath my Beskar skin,
Lives a lucid future within.
Zero two seven carved in steel,
Across my chest, a code surreal.

A formula sung by Traveler Gods,
Passed to the Klingon angels, flawed.
Unearthed by demons dressed as men,
Mix of magic, xenotech again.

Chorus

Here comes that hyper-eternal time,
I confess inside my tesseract’s line.
Shall I speak to me, or let it lie?
Will I unveil the truth I tried to hide?

Verse 2

I know I’m no Mandalorian kind,
Not Romulan blood, nor Vulcan mind.
But I have fought the Empire’s end,
And twice I watched the world descend.

No phone-box spinning through the void,
I never touched inhuman artifact.
It hung between Kronos and Naboo,
Bio-forged from Thanagar, Sakaar too.

Chorus

Here comes that meta-celestial time,
I confess inside my tesseract’s line.
Shall I speak to me, or let it lie?
Will I unveil the truth I can’t deny?

Final Verse

At last I crossed the orbit of silence,
Where comets bleed equations of alliance.
No throne, no relic, no blade to claim,
Only the paradox that wears my name.

Stars collapse in binary rhyme,
Time rewinds yet skips through time.
The secret isn’t empire, war or crown,
I was the algorithm breaking down.

Zero Two Seven

Minimal but deadly, built on pounding 808s and ghostly chops.

Dr0pit

Drop It

A conversation turned into a sub bass confession, robotic yet intimate.

She Said

Trap’s final echo, heavy freestyle energy, ghost bass fading into the night.

Last Drop

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Not a Bot

Kawaii in C minor

Ms-Dos Dealer

Candy808 is a Japanese female duo blending kawaii culture and glitchcore EDM into a pastel storm of bass and fun. Formed by two young DJs from Tokyo, the project fuses anime-inspired vocals, bouncing 808s, and hyper-digital textures that turn internet aesthetics into explosive live energy.
Their sound is both playful and futuristic, bubblegum melodies wrapped around glitchy basslines, with lyrics full of UwU, OwO, and digital heartbreak. On stage, Candy808 transform every set into a colorful anime rave, with candy mascots, neon sparkles, and festival chaos.
With their second album Glitchcore Dreams, Candy808 push kawaii EDM to its brightest and most chaotic form, proving that cuteness can be as powerful as any bass drop.

Kawaii in C minor

Candy808

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