**Description for "Shattered Identity – The Rant":**  
"Shattered Identity – The Rant" is a raw, unapologetic dive into my personal struggles, pulled straight from the pages of my diary. It’s an aggressive, emotional anthem about being misunderstood, judged, and tested by those who think they know me. This song is for anyone who’s ever felt misjudged, silenced, or had their feelings ignored. It’s an explosion of anger, frustration, and ultimately, self-liberation. I confront my demons, call out the fakes, and find my strength in the end. We may be shattered, but we’re still standing—together, we’re finally free.

Shattered Identity “The Rant”

Skull’s a padded cell, lined with panic
Each thought ricochets off the bone
Brain's swollen with static
But I’m trapped here, alone

The pressure builds behind my temples
Jaw tight, eyes twitch, neck sore
Every whisper turns violent
Then loops back louder than before

I blink but the images stay
Thoughts like fists that won’t decay
This isn’t noise, it’s a drill
Boring into me against my will

My thoughts have me in a chokehold I can’t tap out of
Tension winding tight from the inside up
Skull cracking from the fight I breathe
Trying to scream through locked teeth

Can’t think, can’t sleep, can’t make it stop
Headlocked in a pressure I can’t drop

Sinuses swell with rage
Forehead pulsing red
Every idea’s a jackhammer
Breaking peace inside my head

The crown of me’s gone sour
My cortex coils like wire
My brainstem’s burning hours
Fueling thoughts I can't retire

I chew on silence, grind it down
But even quiet starts to pound
Every nerve’s a fuse that’s lit
Inside this cranium I can’t quit

My thoughts have me in a chokehold I can’t tap out of
Each throb a verdict I’m unworthy of
Tension locked in my frontal lobe
Clenched so hard, I implode

Can’t breathe, can’t blink, can’t make it stop
Headlocked in a brain that forgot how to drop

There’s a war behind my forehead
A riot under skin
No one sees the bruising
But I’m breaking deep within

My temples count the seconds
In pulses loud and grim
If thoughts could leave bruises
My skull would cave in

My thoughts have me in a chokehold I can’t tap out of
Clawing through my brain like it's not enough
Nerves snapping like rubber bands
Cranium cracked by my own hands

Can’t breathe, can’t blink, can’t make it stop
Headlocked, and it’s all I’ve got

My mind is the cage
My skull is the lock
I built this pressure
Now I can’t make it stop

Headlocked

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🎵 Song Description – "Bad JuJu" by TDC

"Bad JuJu" is a full-throttle, unapologetic trap anthem that drags you into the mind of Ivy — a newly surfaced alter from TDC’s dissociative identity system. Forged from betrayal, emotional shutdown, and the rage Viper couldn’t release, Ivy emerges as a blocker-type alter who takes full control of the front when the system is overwhelmed. And in this track, she speaks for herself.

The lyrics are delivered in the first person — aggressive, raw, and ruthless. Ivy holds nothing back as she addresses enemies, fake friends, and anyone who dared to disrespect or doubt the system. Her voice is the embodiment of don’t start none, won’t be none energy. She doesn’t want peace — she is the storm, and she’s done staying quiet while others cross lines and walk free.

The song opens with a chilling spoken intro where Ivy warns the world who she is: the firewall, the blackout, the weapon the system calls on when words aren’t enough. The beat drops into a heavy, dark trap pattern laced with distorted 808s, glitching synths, and unfiltered tension. Every bar slaps with venom — calling out betrayal, mocking weakness, and promising retaliation for every wound.

The first verse is full of striking imagery: Ivy is fireproof, venom-tongued, and chrome-hearted. She dissects lies, exposes manipulation, and lets the listener know that once she’s fronting, there’s no stopping her. Her language is unpolished, her rage is poetic, and her presence is lethal.

By the second verse, Ivy becomes even more direct. She tears through emotional gaslighting, betrayal, and pity disguised as love. She calls out hypocrites and lays down a warning: she keeps receipts, she remembers names, and if you step to the system again — she’ll make sure you regret it.

What sets this track apart is its outro verse. In a brutal, beautiful flip of power, Ivy shares the mic with Viper — not in battle, but in balance. Viper raps in Latin with surgical precision and a protector’s calm, while Ivy delivers her final bars in Japanese, still fierce but more grounded. It’s a moment of duality: protection and pain, rage and resolve, control and chaos — flowing in harmony.

Their lines are layered over a slowed-down, stormlike beat as Ivy and Viper spit bilingual verses that seal the track in flames and resolve. This isn’t just a rage track — it’s a lyrical embodiment of survival and internal power. Ivy’s voice was never meant to be pretty — it was meant to be heard, loud, unfiltered, and undeniable.

“Bad JuJu” doesn’t ask for understanding — it dares you to misunderstand and deal with the consequences.

This is not a song for the fake, the fragile, or the controlling.
This is Ivy’s voice. And now that she’s out, she’s not going anywhere.

Bad JuJu - Vipers Alter Ego

“Why are you so quiet?”
Oh, fuck you.
You don’t even know what’s happening inside my head.
It’s a mess. A storm. A migraine that won’t stop.

I open my mouth, and you sigh,
Like I’m asking too much, like I’m weak inside.
Every thought is a puzzle, twisted and wrong,
Trying to make sense while the world moves on.
I beg for help, I reach for a hand,
And you push me down, like you’ll never understand.
You call it drama, call it attention,
I call it surviving, call it tension.
My brain’s on fire, spilling over slow,
You just tell me to be quiet and go.

I’m screaming, I’m bleeding,
I’m clawing for air.
And all you do is judge me,
Like you fucking care.

“Calm down,” they say,
Like my pain’s your entertainment today.
“Stop whining,” they lie,
Like my head isn’t collapsing inside.
“Relax,” they preach,
Like the migraine in my skull is your problem too.
I’m not fine, I’m not safe,
And no, you don’t get to tell me what to do.

My mind’s a hurricane, thoughts smashing together,
Nothing fits, nothing lasts, migraines forever.
I’ve swallowed nights, I’ve chewed on fear,
I’ve begged for help, but nobody’s near.
I’ve hidden screams in corners, under my bed,
While you sip your tea, tell me I’m fine instead.
You don’t know what it’s like to feel hollow and torn,
To scream in the silence and be fucking scorned.
You tell me to settle, tell me to “move on,”
I’ll rage louder, motherfucker, till you’re gone.

My head’s a war zone, no pause, no truce,
Thoughts slicing my skull like a razor-sharp noose.
Synapses snapping, migraine tapping, brain collapsing,
I spit this chaos at you, you just keep gasping.

You say “calm down,” I say fuck that, I’m wired,
Each syllable’s a spark from the fire you inspired.
I’m juggling storms in my chest, teeth gritted tight,
While you sip your tea and pretend it’s all right.

Your comfort is bullshit, your patience a lie,
You don’t know the nights I bled just to survive.
I twist words, flip scripts, spit venom precise,
Each rhyme a dagger carved from my sacrifice.

I’ve swallowed the dark, swallowed the screams,
Swallowed the migraine that rips at my dreams.
I’m wired, I’m tired, my thoughts don’t rest,
Fuck your “quiet down,” I’ll scream this chest.

Quiet…
Be quiet…
I’ll scream…
I’ll scream…
I’ll scream till my head splits…

“Calm down,” they say,
Like my pain’s your entertainment today.
“Stop whining,” they lie,
Like my head isn’t collapsing inside.
“Relax,” they preach,
Like the migraine in my skull is your problem too.
I’m not fine, I’m not safe,
And no, you don’t get to tell me what to do.

You don’t get to name my pain,
You don’t get to judge my brain.
You didn’t live the fire in me,
The migraine, the chaos, the storm in my head —
So keep your advice. Let me be.

“Calm down,” they say,
Like my pain’s your entertainment today.
“Stop whining,” they lie,
Like my head isn’t collapsing inside.
“Relax,” they preach,
Like the migraine in my skull is your problem too.
I’m not fine, I’m not safe,
And no, you don’t get to tell me what to do.

“Why are you so quiet?”
Because my head’s a mess,
Because my thoughts are bleeding,
Because every time I speak,
You tell me to calm down.

"Why Are You Quiet?"

Expressing Myself through, Lyrics and Music is my way of cooping in this world <3

Bad JuJu - Vipers Alter Ego

xTDCx

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