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"Nascent," a haunting exploration into the depths of madness, unfolds a chilling narrative of a man embracing his dark desires as a clandestine serial killer. The track's heavy inspiration from Drill music infuses it with an intense, gritty energy, while an ambient ethereal soundscape provides an eerie backdrop to the protagonist's sinister pursuits.

As the artist navigates the shadows, the music mirrors his descent into a realm of calculated malevolence. The relentless beats underscore the tension, echoing the protagonist's methodical exploration of efficient killing methods. The contrast of the ambient sounds adds an unsettling layer, creating a sense of otherworldliness that heightens the psychological horror.

"Nascent" succeeds in its ability to immerse listeners into the twisted psyche of the character, weaving a narrative that is as unsettling as it is captivating. Relentless Media crafts an experience that transcends traditional boundaries, making this track a dark, atmospheric masterpiece within the realm of Drill music with a narrative that leaves an indelible mark on the listener's psyche.

Nascent

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Played the guitar layered the beat and hit up the lyrics. Was a lot of fun.

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Never Catch Me
Beat By Lexi Banks Music Group
Vocals, Mix and Master by DizzieC

Never Catch Me

We don't work for the a*s or business

I got the fat racks and big stacks

I got a bad mouth and I got a little black chick

I ain't tryna hear that s**t

And I ain't never had a friend that could get past my mission

I ain't tryna see your face if I let you

And I ain't talking bout the t**s

And we ain't quittin till we know your last mission

I'm a man with a plan

The big man with the strap in his lap

The streets got a little black trash in his back

Only time he ever bust back

The young man with the gold grill in his hand

The young runner got blast with the back

The streets and the back so the cops could hear you say it

On behalf of the rap

And his teacher at the school said

I'm tippin the pack and i'm back in my bag

The streets that he built on the streets ain't as good as it was

The big gun he will run around and shoot the s**t like blood

But I would always think i'd be the wrong cause

They took his son and his son and his son

Nowadays I sit back and watch

Nowadays I sit back and watch

I used to steal clothes on the football strip

I'm a boss I guess I don't have to worry about being my boss

But as bad as it feels the way it was

Now he struggle for the cause

They used to put his stash and cash in the hood

For nobody to have his a*s and dash in the hood

But now he got back on the block in the hood

For nothin but a hood in his name

And a mask and a mask and a mac book

And now his face is stuck in the dash and his thoughts are good

Cause everybody had to bring that cash to the hood

But now he flying higher

Now everything was all good

Anyway he just had to have a good good good

But the cops had to make sure that they could have good

Never Catch Me

DizzieC

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