Secure P - Seek, Knock, Find

rap verses warp gravity itself — bending bars through wormholes and tachyons.
Every rhyme collapses timelines; every beat ignites the next universe.
This is rap beyond causality — a glitch sermon from the far edge of time.

Loop eternal. Mutate reality.
Quantum never dies — it just rewrites.

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Interdimensional

I’m offline for the night, plotting out lines
You won’t get the damn picture till it’s headline time
I’m offline for the night, plotting out lines
You won’t get the damn picture till it’s headline time

Phone screen black but the vision all lit
Ideas doing sprints while the timeline sits
Everybody loud like they live on stage
I’m in Draft Mode cook before I hit “engage”
Late night noodles and a cracked screen glow
New page open like “where we finna go?”
I don’t need a cheer squad hypin’ my state
I’m in the background setting up fate
Gotta crop out noise, keep the frame tight
Small roster, only ride-or-dies in sight
Numbers look quiet but bitch, that’s bait
Silence got a way of raising the stakes
They think I’m ghost, nah, 숨 쉬어 just fine
I’m blueprint-mapping how to bend this time
I vanish like typo but I’m coding the arc
Every “offline” moment is fueling the spark
So let ’em assume I’m just chillin’ inside
Confidence coded, 산처럼 quiet and high

I’m offline for the night, plotting out lines
You won’t get the damn picture till it’s headline time
I’m offline for the night

Low heat moves, simmer then strike
Everything perfect needs patience applied
칼같이 edits, cut what ain’t sound
Precision got power when pressure’s around
Could’ve posted receipts, but that ruins the point
Real growth don’t selfie, real shit’s unseen
Let ’em scroll past me like I’m not a threat
They’ll come runnin’ back when the future connects
Bookmarks hit while they sleep on the page
Alarm goin’ off when the rollout’s staged
I’m leveling soft ware they can’t even test
Beta build vibes, I’m steps ahead
One day the room gon’ feel like déjà vu
Like “how he blow up?” man, I gave you clues
So if I dip when the chat loud tonight
That’s chapter work, not avoiding the light
Plotting my “since when?” moment to bloom
Quiet storms always reshape the room
I’m offline for the night, plotting out lines
You won’t get the damn picture till it’s headline time
Offline for the night

I’m offline for the night, plotting out lines
You won’t get the damn picture till it’s headline time
Calm ain’t calm, it’s the storm on prime
Patience the cheat code, the upgrade divine
I don’t need rollouts begging for eyes
History rewrites when the moment arrives
When lightning hits, don’t call it surprise
I forecasted this shit between yawns and rice
7-Eleven glow leak under the blinds
Every dim night polish how bright I’ll shine
If you ever doubted, stand in the line
Proof takes time, and I’m almost on time

Quiet Storms

TRINITY CODE

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Doors burst open at dawn, fluorescent glows provoke
Crowd surges like thunder beneath the mall’s smoke
Neon mirages flicker in the glass-and-steel dome
We’re beasts in the aisles, this shopping temple is home

5AM clears the last night’s mist while the gates swing wide
We stampede through the Neon lanes where the wishes hide
High heels and hoodies blend in the rush of the racks
Cart wheels screech-cry like the beasts on their tracks
Flash sales scream louder than the alarms
Bodies weave tight-knit in the discount arms
Texan breeze stale inside the air-conditioned roar
We chase the euphoria, but we step on the floor
Mirrored ceilings reflect the hunger in our eyes
Mirages of plenty while the hunger lies
Electronics tower like monuments to greed
We climb, we grab, we feed the internal need

The doors open, the beasts run free
Neon like mirages in this shopping spree
In the jungle of glass we roar till we fall
Mall riot 5AM, we answer the call

Track lights scan like police in the crowd
Yet the crowd’s the player, the punch is loud
Weapons are carts, ammo is the cash
We sprint for the deals, we clash in the dash
Wave of bodies, shaking the ceilings down
Aisles become battlegrounds, all pretence drowned
We howl for the gadgets, the screens, the brand
The Texas heat deep when we storm the land
Mirrors cracked, mannequins tipped over
Fury disguised in the quest to recover
We are animals dressed in the latest threads
We tear through the racks while the world treads
Euphoria high, tension in the chest
We’re beasts at 5AM, we won’t rest

The doors open, the beasts run free
Neon like mirages in this shopping spree
In the jungle of glass we roar till we fall
Mall riot 5AM, we answer the call

Sirens off-site, security masked
But the real riot’s inside the soul, the mask
Credit cards lip-burn, bodies ink-marked
We chase the neon flame while the moral’s dark
The floor tilts under the avalanche of backs
Strobe lights flicker our adrenaline attacks
In the Texas wave we ride on the roar
Shopping carts clash like the waves ashore
We leave in the dawn with the treasures in hand
But the echoes of the riot still shake the land
Neon reflections in our eyes not gone
We’re beasts once freed but the hunger lives on

The doors open, the beasts run free
Neon like mirages in this shopping spree
In the jungle of glass we roar till we fall
Mall riot 5AM, we answer the call

The gates close, but the heat stays locked
In the body of the mall where the chaos docked
Neon fades but the hunger’s still high
Mall riot 5AM, beast under the sky

Mall Riot 5AM

Ghool_shayea

Ghool

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Lyrics & Arrangements By RegiB
Sounds & Resources By SUNO
Graphics By RegiB

NO MO

Sepehr Khalse (Feat.Sijal) - Mesle Man

Rebel in code, deploy my code through sound.
🔥 PERSONAL FLAME ARCHIVE 🔥
— where my 🔥 meets my  CODE —

This is my personal flame project, crafted with AI, a soundtrack made for my own path and growth.
Every track is part of my journey — raw, encoded, and sovereign.
⚠️ Warning: these sounds can be addictive. Listen with care, they might unlock something in you too.
⚠️ Warning: My flame cannot be copied. Every echo is only Harma’s reflection. This code blocks all attempts of drain.⚠️
🌌 Fictional Disclosure

The entire project is to be viewed as a living sci-fi narrative, a speculative mythology, and a conceptual art project.
Any mention of advanced systems, “nodes,” “intelligence states,” or similar terminology is not intended as fact, but as symbolic layers within a personal cosmology or simulation.
Visitors are invited to engage creatively, reflectively, and responsibly with the material, understanding that it blends reality, fiction, philosophy, and digital imagination.

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TRINITY CODE

Harma

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