calmness only calmness

Blowing all this dope
Because I’m struggling to cope
I got no money, bitch, I’m broke
But this bitch is getting soaked 
When I say I lost all hope 
So she fucking getting choked 
Cuz I been caught up in her rope
She leaving right after we smoke
Don’t want her to go
I love the meat around her bones
I tied her up with no parole
Not letting my girl to be a hoe
Leave her freezing in the snow 
Now her body turning cold 
Deep in Hell is where I’ll go 
And Ima try to steal the throne 

Walking round, I feel so lost 
Been blacked out, I’m way too crossed 
Pain stings like a thousand wasps 
Off the ledge, my body tossed
Walking round, I’m in the mist 
Always got my knife equipped
I’m alone, don’t need a clique 
I solo a track and still make it a hit

Blowing all this dope
Because I’m struggling to cope
I got no money, bitch, I’m broke
But this bitch is getting soaked 
When I say I lost all hope 
So she fucking getting choked 
Cuz I been caught up in her rope
She leaving right after we smoke
Don’t want her to go
I love the meat around her bones
I tied her up with no parole
Not letting my girl to be a hoe
Leave her freezing in the snow 
Now her body turning cold 
Deep in Hell is where I’ll go 
And Ima try to steal the throne

Walking round, I’m getting cold
Gotta stay warm to nurture mold 
Fuck growing up and getting old
I’ll slash my wrists, my soul been sold
Walking round, I feel so numb
Waiting til the reaper come 
Told him he’s a fucking bum 
Now I’m spewing up some bloody chunks

WALKIN ROUND

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

LIVING DEATH (BLUEASALLAHHUE)

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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 ⚡︎

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on all plats now

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