Anime characters: Rachel & Zack
Anime: Angel's of death

ꜱᴜᴄᴋᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀ ᴘᴀɪɴ- ʟᴏɢɪᴄ ꜰᴛ. ᴛʏ ᴅᴏʟʟᴀ $ɪɢɴ & x ᴀᴍʙᴀꜱꜱᴀᴅᴏʀꜱ (ꜱʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ+ʀᴇᴠᴇʀʙ)

love you like a love song - Selena Gomez //slowed + reverb //

In the trailer from Far Cry 5, but now slowed and reverbed.

RED SEX - SLOWED + REVERB

i like the way you kiss me - Artemas (Slowed down)

𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙖𝙢 𝙄 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚?

once left her mouth, it means nothing except the criteria.

give me what i want.
who am i supposed to please ??
who am i supposed to please¿
who am ¿ i???
was that really you?
next to me?
give me what i want. who am i supposed to please?
who am i supposed to please?
who?
am?
¡?

give me what i wnat.
give me what i want.
give me what i want :)

(best part) wutiwant; saraunh0ly - super slowed

DNCE - Cake by the Ocean(Slowed + Reverbed)

Headlock - Imogen Heap (Super Slowed)

#TrustNOon3

“Requiem for a Flawed Capitalism” is a ciphered indictment — a funeral verse for a system that promised freedom but delivered exhaustion. It’s not just a critique of capitalism’s excesses; it’s a requiem because the damage is already done, and the mourning is overdue.
Here’s the architecture behind the lyric:
Conceptual Spine is based on W.E Du Bois’s warning — “The slave went free; stood a brief moment in the sun…” — becomes the opening wound.
That “moment” is reframed as a false dawn, where emancipation mutated into wage servitude, and the plantation became the platform.
Central Metaphor: The Spin Cycle
Old stains: slavery, colonialism, racial capitalism
New detergents: democracy, meritocracy, “equal opportunity”
Fresh cycles: gig economy, debt peonage, algorithmic bias
Fabric softener: diversity optics, corporate inclusion, sanitized history The metaphor exposes how exploitation is rebranded, not removed — the drum keeps spinning, and we tumble again.
Visual and Emotional Tone
Urban decay, discarded tech, fog-drenched skylines — the imagery reflects a world where capital has outlived its conscience.
The lyric doesn’t beg for reform — it architects rupture, naming the mechanisms and refusing the soft lies.
Cipher Rap × Funeral Cadence
The delivery is Nas-style: poetic, militant, reflective.
It’s not just a rap — it’s a requiem, a eulogy for a system that never mourned its victims.
The chant:
Why It Resonates
Because it doesn’t just name the problem — it exposes the architecture, flips the optics, and demands clarity. It’s not nostalgia. It’s not reform. It’s a ciphered reckoning.

ꜱᴜᴄᴋᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀ ᴘᴀɪɴ- ʟᴏɢɪᴄ ꜰᴛ. ᴛʏ ᴅᴏʟʟᴀ $ɪɢɴ & x ᴀᴍʙᴀꜱꜱᴀᴅᴏʀꜱ (ꜱʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ+ʀᴇᴠᴇʀʙ)

ᦓᛕꪗꫀ 🔮