calmness only calmness

Watch my brain deteriorate 
Feeling retarded just like Gabe
Bug Boy but without the fame
On the daily, feeling lame

Nicotine up in my blood
Giving these mosquitos a buzz
Fuck a slut, I’m never cuffed
At most, I stick it up their butt

Rotting in the mausoleum 
Spotted in the colosseum
Breaking chains to earn my freedom 
From addiction, my skulls leaking

I could use some gimmicks
So that I could fit in 
But that ain’t the mission 
Tryna cause carbon emissions 

From these vapes that I’m hitting
All this liquor got me pissing
Snakes be biting and hissing 
Now there’s venom in my system 

Now I’m bleeding internally 
All this pains internal, please 
Come at me with some ease at least 
Nah, fuck you and your dignity 

Bitch, stop begging for some pennies 
I really don’t got that fucking many 
But struggles? You know I got plenty
People wish they never met me

My whole life’s a fucking blur
Only pour my heart out when I’m slurred 
Fuck a crowd and that’s for sure
You know I been wanting more

#VAPEKING

ALWAYS WRITTEN AND VERSED BY JAY TRUGLIA 888 AND THE BEAUTIFUL PIECES WITHIN 

LIVING DEATH (BLUEASALLAHHUE)

Mikey bon3z-Meth on Lock ( Dope Phene Music).mp3

Baby Basse

INFESTATION. PSYCHOTIC BREAKDOWN. Welcome to the inside of a failing mind. This track is pure paranoia, fueled by an internal siege. The production features heavily distorted, wobbly 808s and chaotic sound design, reflecting the feeling of being eaten alive by black thoughts. The vocals alternate between manic whispers and outright screams, capturing the sound of sanity dwindling. If the music sounds like an emergency, that's because it is. Get out, or stay and rot.

MAGGOTS IN THE BRAIN

suffocating cyber-nightmare of glitchcore, digital hardcore, and voidwave decay. Detuned synths stutter like corrupted prayers under layers of tape hiss and distant emergency sirens. The kick drags itself forward, crushed and half-time, as if wounded. Fractured 8-bit arps flicker and collapse, swallowed by tectonic sub-bass that rattles bone. A trip-hop beat sets the stage with lush orchestral strings and atmospheric pads, building a cinematic intro. Trap hi-hats and 808s drive a deep, punchy Memphis groove. Southern rap verses flow with orchestral stabs, while explosive, gospel-tinged choruses break into dubstep drops and choral swells. Ghostly, soulful baritone vocals command, blending the grit and intimacy of a live gospel revival with dark R&B edge, layering live crowd responses and organ runs to evoke a world-changing, electrifying experience.

#147[debut single] "Staring At Your Name" [pop]

Take My Thoughts – Alternate Sadistic Version

The alternate version of Take My Thoughts intensifies menace and compulsion, turning the song into an addictive ritual of psychological manipulation, Vocals are sharper, breathier, and teasing, layered with spectral harmonics that make every phrase feel like an unavoidable command, 808s hit harder, distorted sub-bass coils around metallic synths, and reversed whispers ripple through the track like a predatory echo, Lyrics become more confrontational, taunting the listener while claiming inevitability, emphasizing the impossibility of truly capturing the speaker’s ideas, Repetition and hypnotic phrasing enhance addiction, creating tension and obsession, This version is sadistic in its allure, pulling the audience deeper into trance-like loops where rhythm, occult energy, and cerebral play merge, Listeners are left captivated, aware they are both participant and prey in the ritualized musical spell

Take my Thoughts ⚡︎

cemetery centipede in the flesh 🪰
on all plats now

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#VAPEKING

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