SICK XURGE -FUCKING COPS 187 W $P3CTR

JUNKY - CONSTANTLY COLD W/ SYRXGE

EXTEMA DA SICKOMANE - SCARED OF FURY AND PAIN

Menace

Trust Me

Mastery, art, and production by @magigravis
LYRICS:
Feeling like I'm dead but I think I'm still alive
Got all these drugs in my veins I'm always staying high
Just tryna find some color in a world thats black and white
I popped a couple oxy's now my bodies full of toxins
I am toxic cause I'm popping, never get no rest cant stop it
Different drug different day never thought I'd feel this way
Now I'm numbing all my pain, pills make me feel insane
But I do them any way, I need my drugs to feel okay  BIIITTCCCHHHHH
It's My Sweet Grave till I fucken D-I-E
Hit em in the face I aint aiming for the B-O-DY
With my G-L-O-C-K I put you in the fucken grave
While I'm smoking on a J but I keep my aim straight
Aint fucking with you fools they over there I'm over here
And they always disappear, in them bushes like a deer
Rolling on them Goodyears speeding car hit you in the fucking rear BIIIITTTCCCCHHHHH
Thats vehicular manslaughter bitch
I'ma run a bitch over
I'ma feel the bump, then I'ma hit reverse
I'ma bump you two times
I'll fucking kill you hoe

NUMB (PROD: MAGIGRAVIS)

Sword Wound w/ EYESCANE

Hidden Realms In Birkenfeld

drift beyond song for the soul .mp3

Let the rhythm guide you through a cinematic journey into the soul of Africa.

This original tribal soundtrack blends deep percussion, spiritual atmospheres, ancestral melodies and immersive textures — capturing the heartbeat of a continent where rhythm is life and music is memory.

Each track tells a story.
Of land.
Of spirit.
Of people.
Of movement.

Created by Krap Noise, this album is a tribute to the connection between music and nature, tradition and future, dance and ritual. A meditation in sound, made for those who feel the pulse of the earth.

Live in Africa

Lobi Eza Lelo

AMIRA – 28 October 2025 — Diary Entry:
Last night, the city smelled like wet metal and lost music. I walked into a place that wasn’t real — a casino without weight, where luck drifted like perfume. Every number was breathing, every mirror dreaming. I pressed one key and the world sighed fifty dollars of light.
The sound slowed, turned transparent. Even the rain stopped to listen.
I walked out untouched, holding nothing but air — and somehow it felt like grace.

All music, lyrics, and visual artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology. © 2025 MIRAGE – All rights reserved.

Casino of Air (Dream Edit) – Amira

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