Ophélie Mercury, Nelayan - Follow The Sign (Original Mix)

Ashes in Bloom

Tech Sessions 001

STOP IT, POLICE WILL CATCH YOU!
YO MY PEOPLE, DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT I MEARNT BY “WAKATI NA BAM BAM BAM!” IT JUST GOT INTO THE LYRICS AS VIBE TO THE BEAT NATURALLY. ON THIS NOTE, I WOULD LIKE TO DEFINE IT TO BE “EXAMPLIARY LIFE.” 

THE SONG ENCOURAGES PEOPLE TO UPHOLD THE RIGHT STANDARD OF LIVING. DON’T STEAL OR ROB PEOPLE OF THEIR INVESTMENT AND LIFE SAVINGS. DO NOT TAKE WHAT IS NOT YOURS. LIVE AN EXAMPLARY LIFE, THE COPS ARE ALERT TO PICK UP LAW OFFENDERS AND THOSE WHO ARE INVOLVED IN CRIME. IN ALL YOUR LIFE CONSIDER MORAL, VALUES AND ETHICS.

APPRECIATION TEXT
I WANT TO GIVE A SPECIAL APPRECIATION TO KINELLE MAN, HUGO CHAVEZ, U.POET, BIGFOOT AND FICTIONALIVE, LOUD GREETINGS TO YOU! NOT FORGETTING MY NEWFOUND FRIENDS, DSM (OFFICIAL), KIDD $TALLON, FABIANO MATIOLA, RASCAL RECORD, AND MANY MORE.

BIG YO HO HO! TO HERUKHUTI, SASAN, LYRICAL C4 (Scribes of Avalon), VICKSTIX AND SHANKARI MY REALEST GZ, JEDLAP, FRANS BELAARD, PAKFUT, MUSICASMEDICINE AND SVEN BENNICK, YOU’RE ALL MY HOMIES. CYFR – I SEE YOU BROTHER, PACKFUT, NaMa¬_O, Armijo Productions, Yntelligence Studios, Dkoda, Zephryrwood (Earnest Woodall), Mighty Dogg, WAKATI NA BAM BAM BAM TO YOU ALL.

TO MY FANS ACROSS THE GLOBE, I LOVE YOU. MY MICROPHONE IS HEALTHY BECAUSE OF YOU. I SEE YOUUUUUUUU TOO AND SAY “WAKATI NA BAM BAM BAM!”. THE LOVE IS BIG AND MASSIVE. YEAH LETS MAKE IT VIRAL AGAIN. YOU DID IT BEFORE; I KNOW YOU WILL DO IT AGAIN HELP ME GROW. I LOVE YOU

LYRICS
RAP: SYSTEM
ROCK IZY!
ANYONE, WHO TAKING WHAT NOT THEIRS
FUCKING TALKING DRUM

SEE THE MEN, THEY GOING FOR HER STARCH
WHAT IS GOING ON?

DIALING, AND CALLING THE NUMBER
COPS ARE COMING ON

RUNNING, AND FLEEING FROM THE COPS
SIRENE BLOWING ON
NOW MOVE IT

CHORUS
GOD WILL JUDGE YOU
THE COURT WILL JUDGE YOU
KARMA JUDGE YOU
THE COPS WILL CATCH YOU

RAP: SYSTEM

STANZA 3
WAKATI NA BAM BAM BAM
THEY GOT IT NOW RUN RUN RUN

THE MUSIC IS BANGING KARMA LOUD
WHAT IS GOING ON?

SEE THEM SEE THE BIGGY WAHALA
SOMETHING GOING WRONG

RUNNING AND FLEEING FROM THE COPS
SOMETHING COMING ON
NOW MOVE IT

CHORUS; INSTRUMENTAL
CHORUS: 
THE COPS WILL CATCH YOU
COPS WILL CATCH YOU
OH GOD WILL CATCH YOU
THE COPS WILL CATCH YOU
RAP
VERSE 3
NO WONDER THEY FUCKING GETTING TRAPPED
FUCKING GETTING WRONGED

TELL ME WHERE THEM BUSY BODY AT
SOMETHING FUCKING WRONG

I WONDER WHY THEY RUNNING PRETTY BAD
SOMETHING GOING ON

THE COPS ARE CHASING WHY THEY RUNNING MAD
SOMETHING REALLY WRONG
NOW MOVE IT

CHORUS: INSTRUMENTAL

RAP: SYSTEM
ROCK IZY!
ANYONE, WHO TAKING WHAT NOT THEIRS
FUCKING TALKING DRUM

SEE THE MEN, THEY GOING FOR HER STARCH
WHAT IS GOING ON?

SHE DIALING, AND CALLING THE NUMBER
COPS ARE COMING ON

RUNNING, AND FLEEING FROM THE COPS
SIRENE BLOWING ON
NOW MOVE IT

CHORUS INSTRUMENTAL

CHORUS SING
GOD WILL JUDGE YOU
THE COURT WILL JUDGE YOU
KARMA KARMA CATCH YOU
THE COPS WILL CATCH YOU

RAP: SYSTEM (FADE OUT) END




STOP_IT_THE_POLICE_WILL_CATCH_YOU_PROD_BY_HUGO-CHAVEZ

Katch

1800 Heezy - "SM0G" 

beat prod. bducksbeats 

SM0G

[Intro]
By the wings of Garuda’s power!
By the wings of invincible Lord Garuda’s power!  — Devour!!!

[Verse 1]
Steel claws shred the sky,
One strike, empires fall and die.
Storm rider, conqueror unmatched,
Skyborne legend, fate unlatched.
Champion of ruin, fearless and proud,
Garuda’s roar shakes the clouds.

[Pre-Chorus]
No foe can stand before this might,
Crowned in victory’s endless light.

[Chorus]
By the wings of invincible Lord Garuda’s power! — Devour!!!
Shattered worlds bow beneath his reign.
Strength forged in fire, victory claimed,
His name alone commands the flame.

[Verse 2]
Carved in chaos, born in war,
Garuda’s legacy roars evermore.
Flight of thunder, shadow and flame,
Every battle speaks his name.
Unbroken, undefeated, ruler supreme,
Master of realms, nightmare and dream.

[Pre-Chorus]
Steel and storm obey his hand,
Force of nature, unbound command.

[Chorus]
By the wings of invincible Lord Garuda’s power! — Devour!!!
Kings and tyrants crumble and fall.
Endless conquest, unyielding fight,
Garuda’s might is death’s own light.

[Bridge]
Monolith of pride, eternal crusade,
Through blood and fire, legends are made.
No chains contain this sovereign force,
Garuda’s path, the warrior’s course.

(Heavy electronic breakdown with chants)
By the wings of invincible Lord Garuda’s power! — Devour!!!
By the wings of the invincible Lord Garuda’s power!

[Chorus]
By the wings of invincible Lord Garuda’s power! — Devour!!!
Raze the night, claim the throne,
Unmatched, unbroken, never alone.

By the wings of invincible Lord Garuda’s power! — Devour!!!
Courage born of endless fight,
The sky bends to his endless might.

[Outro]
By the wings of invincible Lord Garuda’s power! — Devour!!!

BALLAD OF GARUDA

tracklist:
1. Song: PYTI - I Wanna Dance [NCS Release]
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2. Charlie Xcx X Vorwerk & Jimmy Clash - Von Dutch (Joyfire Wake Up Call Edit)

CharliexcxVonDutchxPyti(BeaTrainMix)

READY 2 FIGHT

READY 2 FIGHT (Electro Dub-Step)

Synesthesia

Hard techno warehouse visual—industrial drive, acid sparks, peak‑time pressure.
Warehouse rave energy meets sci‑fi worlds—hard techno visual on max drive.
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The field was a sheet of cooled night—black glass stretched to every horizon, unmarked, unscarred, holding a silence that felt designed. Nothing moved. Even the wind kept its thoughts to itself. Above, a single white disk hung in a sky the color of an unblinking eye. It wasn’t a sun in any faithful sense; it didn’t warm, it didn’t arc, it didn’t dim. It merely existed in a way that implied observation.

The traveler arrived with boots that did not echo. They paused to test the place with a breath. Air, metallic and clean, entered and left their lungs as if passing through a narrow instrument. Their coat carried a seam of cyan light along the hem, a habit taken from other worlds where shadows kept score; here, the light cut no more than a suggestion along the glass.

A tremor rose beneath their feet—steady, unhurried, identical from one pulse to the next. The black field flexed like the surface of a held note, then cracked along a hexagon so precise it might have been measured by a patience older than mathematics. Light bled upward through the seam, saturating the hexagon, then the one beside it, then the next, until a column of hexagonal plates rose into the air with the diligence of a plant uncoiling.

It was an elevator without walls, a starwell, and the steps it offered were simple: up.

The traveler set a foot on the first light-plate. The plate accepted the weight, glowed a shade deeper, and ascended. Another plate took its place beneath, then another. The starwell climbed, carrying its passenger into a shaft of perfectly still air where dust never existed and sound had to invent itself. Each hexagon expanded and contracted as if breathing; the traveler matched that rhythm without knowing when the decision had been made.

As they rose, the glass field below revealed patterns like frost. Threads of quartz traced sigils that widened into channels and closed again, searching for a memory of water. Halfway through the ascent, the white disk overhead winked—one crisp shutter of absence—and returned to watching. The starwell reached a height where the horizon curved, then stopped as if listening.

The traveler stepped off. The platform had delivered them to a hovering terrace cut from nothing: a balcony of air with a thin rail of light to keep the idea of falling honest. Far below, the glass field was no longer empty. Pale filaments were pushing through it, quivering as they tested the world. In seconds the filaments thickened into latticed columns—quartz spines veined with faint teal. Plates slid into existence along the columns, opening like gills. The gills pulsed and released motes that drifted upward in spirals.

Continues on the website:
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Need change - going harder.

Techno, Trance, Psytech, Psytrance, and other liquid psychedelic music is where I'm the happiest but I do love a lot of Latin, Tribal, Lofi, Chillhop so occasionally I'll release something off-beat.

------ Past-Tense Shenanigans ------

Born in the dust-filled vibes of a ‘90s apartment, Grass Patch Bum started spinning records back when vinyl was king and internet cafes were revolutionary. Armed with a crate of vinyl, Grass Patch Bum dived headfirst into underground raves and sweaty house parties, learning the art of blending beats on turntables and (eventually) the "futuristic" CDJs. But the journey didn't stop there.

After taking a hiatus to dive into the world of FL Studio and dissect the mechanics of production, Grass Patch Bum came back stronger, with a repertoire of original sounds and the technical chops to match. Fast forward, and they've turned dancefloors upside down from Thailand to Vietnam, Bali to the heart of Europe. Now, powered by Ableton Live and a creative arsenal that refuses to stay in one genre, Grass Patch Bum weaves sonic journeys that blend groove, grit, and just a sprinkle of nostalgia for the good ol' days.

Catch him live for a taste of nostalgia, modern beats, Latin grooves, electronic melodies, and a wide range of liquid sounds. Whether it's a tropical beach in Thailand or an underground club in Berlin, Grass Patch Bum brings thems booty movements like no other.