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Descend into the eerie haze of “The Talking Dead” a dark seance trap hip-hop ritual pulsing at 75-80 BPM. This track conjures a subterranean vibe with haunting trap beats, spectral synths, and slow-rolling bass that mimics the echo of ancient catacombs—perfect for invoking spirits without overwhelming the raw, introspective flow.
Lyrics delve into the disillusionment with the living dead: society sleepwalking through existence, filling heads with illusions while ghosts of the past reveal truths about power, greed, and elite deceptions. From seance circles channeling vengeful spirits to critiques of hegemony and monopoly, it’s a sonic exorcism urging you to resurrect the unfed parts of your soul amid shadows and tricks of the mind.
If you’re drawn to atmospheric hip-hop that blends occult vibes with social commentary—like a fusion of clipping.‘s experimental edge and early Travis Scott’s trap mysticism—light a candle and dive in. This ain’t just music; it’s a ceremony for the awake.
Lyrics snippet: “Lost hope in the living Everyone talking like they’re already dead. Too many y’all walking, talking, no meaning, That ain’t living If you never make it out your head. In the catacombs of your mind, Only you can find what was never fed.”
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The Talking Dead [Explicit]

Memory Crime" is a three-act trilogy navigating the wreckage of a digital-age heartbreak. Yxng Anxty's EP journeys from the raw, explosive anger of initial betrayal to the lo-fi, atmospheric regret of lingering memories. It culminates in the conceptual despair of being erased entirely, capturing the existential panic of a relationship not just ending, but being deleted as if it never existed—a true 'memory crime'.

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“Quiet House Loud Head” is Track 4 of the Years Without Help concept album.
This chapter takes place in the middle years — when the house becomes silent but the mind grows louder. Isolation turns into numbness, numbness turns into paranoia, and you start feeling like a stranger in your own life.

Alt-R&B with lo-fi trap drums and spoken-word confession, built to sound like thoughts echoing in an empty room. This track marks the personality shift that happens before anyone calls it a crisis.

Content note: explicit language + heavy themes (mental health, isolation, anxiety, personality change).

More context: https://www.psychologytoday.com/us/blog/the-human-equation/202502/deadly-blind-spots-how-murder-suicide-risks-get-missed

Quiet House Loud Head

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New R&B/Rap vibes. Smooth melodies, real feelings, clean flow.
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SHADOWS RUN WITH US

Phantom-Streaked Veins pulse with spectral venom. Ghostly whispers, heavy 808s, and raw dark trap chaos converge in this haunting track.

Phantom-Streaked Veins

Song Lyrics!!!



[Intro]
Yessir… LV Air Jordans on court, ready for takeoff
They ain’t know the league needed air support
Hoop Squadron Global… let’s ball out.

[Chorus]
HOOP SQUADRON – we dropping 3's from the stratosphere
Sneaky dunks from the contrails, make the whole defense disappear
Crossover like missiles, dribble, dribble, no fear
Hundred-yard lungs, they face the leagues frontier
HOOP SQUADRON – turbo on the break, no brake
Alley oop on loop so elusive, backboard took a break
World woke up to the roster, now they wide awake
Hoop Squadron – the future just touched down, feel the quake!

[Verse 1]
Assembled off the radar, call signs from the underground
Some straight outta secondary wars, some never wore a crown
when they lock in with formation, stars fly brighter than a jet stream
Playbook full of misdirection, turn the lane to a daydream
End-zone sprints at dawn, legs forged in fire
Turn that cardio to cruise control when the bombs get higher
Fake the screen, flip the rock, lob it sixty feet clean
Big silhouette rise up quiet – poster with no scream
Coaches in the tower droppin’ gems from the golden age
Teach us how to vanish in the flash, then reappear on stage
Every possession stealth, every bucket a dogfight win
Hoop Squadron – we don’t play the game, we rewrite the wind  

[Bridge]
Yeah… they built the league on ground troops
We brought the air raid, changed the whole route
From the tarmac to the title, no ground control
Hoop Squadron – unpredictable offense, defense take a toll 


[Verse 2]
Wingspan wide, we glide through no-fly zones
Court dashes at dusk, buildin’ bones for the thrones
Three after three, arc ‘em high from the 40 foot line
Defenders scramble jets, but we already crossed the skyline
Alley oops like precision strikes, over the radar blind
Receiver locks on, flush it down, leave the wreckage behind
No mercy on the descent, we dive-bomb the paint
Stack the splash count high, make the scoreboard faint
World didn’t forecast this storm on the horizon
Now the contracts droppin’ like rain, no surprisin’
Hoop Squadron locked-in, formation like an unbreakable night
From the unknown games to the championship flight  


[Chorus-Bridge]
HOOP SQUADRON – we dropping 3's from the stratosphere
Sneaky dunks from the contrails make the whole damn orb dab fear Hoop Squadron,
Hoop Squadron locked and now they wide awake,
Hoop Squadron – the future just touched down, feel the quake!

[Outro]
Yeah… Hoop Squadron
Cleared for landing on the rim, no turbulence
League transformed, world hooked on the flock,
Coast to Coast skies, dribble through to the spin crossover.
Hoop Squadron, Hoop Squadron.

Hoop Squadron

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