Name: Article II by CODYL.B.C
Duration: 4 min 20 s
Description: Hip-Hop x illbient x Synthwave. The law becomes weapon. Rap verses read like DOJ transcripts, female choruses cry out as justice collapses. Illbient bass, militant drums, and electric guitars score the rewriting of the constitution.

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Industrial Futuresynth x Cyberpunk Glitchwave x Sci-fi Hip-Hop. The infinite scroll becomes a prison, a fascism drip, one notification at a time. Rap verses unravel a list of algorithmic crimes. Choruses cut through like sirens, warning of reality’s collapse. It is the anthem of a generation lost to the feed, a neon dystopian requiem.

End of the Feed

Synthwave x Electro-Space Hip-Hop Anthem. A relentless broadcast from the heart of a captured state — this track surges with rap verses reading charges against the regime. The choruses soar in neon defiance, equal parts elegy and resistance hymn. Analog synth bass growls like a corrupted mainframe, while jagged electric guitar riffs cut through like spotlights in a surveillance city. The arrangement builds like a hostile takeover, into a sonic indictment. It’s the sound of Project 2025 set to music—extortion, lawbreaking, and autocracy rendered in Synthwave defiance.

Strongman's Blueprint

Sovietwave x Retrowave x Hip-Hop. Red-carpet summitry with a war criminal on American soil. Aid freezes and Pentagon incompetence. Pressure on Ukraine to concede land. Shrugging at Russian hacks. Rap verses read like a war-correspondent dispatch - scathing and factual. 80s Choruses soar, calling out the pageantry. This track chronicles a ridiculous foreign policy disaster. Rolling out the red carpet to a war criminal and sworn foe.

Red Carpet for a Butcher

Synthwave X Hip-Hop Protest Anthem. Billionaires like Musk and Trump gamble with nations. Rap verses tick off their crimes like stock reports, choruses erupt in defiance. Electric guitars roar against synth walls — plutocracy’s anthem neon greed.

Plutocracy

The coup doesn’t shout, it rewrites the rules. Cold rap verses document the theft of democracy, while soaring choruses and electric guitars light the alarm — democracy dismantled by quiet knives.

Silent Coup

Hip-Hop x illbient x Synthwave. The law becomes weapon. Rap verses read like DOJ transcripts, female choruses cry out as justice collapses. Illbient bass, militant drums, and electric guitars score the rewriting of the constitution.

Article II

Hip-Hop x Darksynth x Synthwave. The tyrant breaks laws openly, immune to consequence. Rap verses read like an indictment, choruses serve as history’s jury. Electric guitars slash through VHS synthscapes — the ruler stands above the law.

Above the Law

Cinematic Synthwave x Hip-Hop. Neon Gestapo rendered in steel and static. Rap Verses ride grinding synth bass and metallic percussion that stomps like jackboots in the night, Choruses soar like tragic hymns for those disappeared amongst retro-futuristic, sinister soundscapes. This is Alligator Alcatraz, a travesty, an inhumane detainment camp for immigrants. And this track is a sonic indictment of cruelty industrialized for the disappeared without due process.

Alligator Alcatraz

Electro Hip-Hop x Synthpop x Retro-Futurism. An ominous, artificial intelligence post-human anthem. A digital god rises, built on stolen memory. Rap verses narrate the machine’s hunger like files from a server room. Choruses soar with mournful defiance, warning of a world consumed. Glitching synth walls act like sparks inside the mainframe. This is the anthem of a future devoured by its own code

All Servers Now

Synthwave x Hip-Hop. They own the feed. They own the frame. But not the song. Never the song.

We Still Sing

With sharp lyricism, and unflinching sociopolitical commentary, CODYL.B.C crafts dystopian anthems rooted in reality — railing against authoritarian creep, tech oligarchy, and neoliberal collapse.

Article II

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