Out of my shell really is a smooth jam. Keep going hard.

Amazing beat & style! Loving this groove 🔥

Wanna make u my gal but l can't cheat on my gal 😏 but this song amazing

So nice and accurate my friend th is was so legit

Damnn bro this is lowkey fire tho I fw it

MA MIGNONNE

i turn into a snake off this liquor,

she told you that im gay im trynna get with her,

we fucked behind your back and i sent pictures,

i got videos to prove it nigga whatever,

i just fucked a bad bitch and i smelled her panties,

how the fuck she wake up like that with no stylist?

i was with her sister foe that girl a goddess,

she wetting up my sheets i think i fucked the baddest,

dont worry my nigga she sliding

she chill at my crib yeah we vibing

i know that girl was plotting

dont disturb that bitch be lying

the devil made me take yo girl that bitch is not wife,

my cousin said dont do that do you wanna live yo life?

i rather be yo sidepiece,

this my lifestyle darling i cant tie the knot

but if we get together can i cheat in peace?

he said you on his wallpaper girl i hope not,

back of the rooms we linked at walmart,

aint no capping ask my bitch i bought her ass some chromehearts,

whole time i was thinking i was with rihanna

i tell her what she wanna hear cuz i dont love her,

baby im a lover gangties im caught up,

your body got me so locked in for you im showing off,

he been asking where she at i told him fuck you talking about?

she riding as my passenger she getting dugged out,

i turn into a snake off this liquor,

she told you that im gay im trynna get with her,

we fucked behind your back and i sent pictures,

i got videos to prove it nigga whatever,

i just fucked a bad bitch and i smelled her panties,

how the fuck she wake up like that with no stylist?

i was with her sister foe that girl a goddess,

she wetting up my sheets i think i fucked the baddest,

boyfriends hate me

Greatest

Once upon a time there were a hip-hop collective who moved from HAWAII TO LAS VEGAS and were extremely mediocre. Instead of getting better or working with the people who can clearly help them improve, this sorry group championed a bogus record deal and turned into a boyband. Next they harbored and organized everyone they could against the one and only true king.  This group of social elites, confused by the depths of the waters, couldn't swim against the current.  But as entitled as they were, they gathered. And stroke they tried. Before they jumped into the water, they built a bank. And taxed the city as if everyone in the city should pay their dues to them. Like the village owed them because they put up a bank. I note the backstory because when the storm came to wash away the village and the people were seeking opportunity nobody helped the people who tried to tax everyone. And the bank they build became a ruined timestamp in history. In an event that would be remembered as the "October Flood"

Right Here (Only and Final Diss Response)

This is a Cover Version of the original Song by Banzo Simba.
All rights to the Composition and original Work belong to Banzo Simba.

This Version is a personal Reinterpretation performed by Kitka.
No Copyright Ownership is claimed.
No Monetization or Commercial Use intended.
Respect to the original artist.

Original track:
https://soundcloud.com/banzosimba/inside-my-heart

Original Work © Banzo Simba – All Rights Reserved.
Cover Performance © KITKA – Non-commercial / Transformative Use.

Out Of My Shell (Kitka Version)

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The hallway narrows every time I walk it,
Walls leaning in like they’re tired of staying tall.
I drag my fingers down the molding,
Feel the tremor
Running underneath it all.
The floor sinks just a little when I breathe,
Like it knows I’m carrying more than I say.
Every step feels heavier than the last,
Like the corridor’s been waiting
For this day.

And I can hear it struggling to stand,
Hear the cracks forming under my feet.
This hallway learned my weight too well—
Now it’s folding
Where I’m most weak.

This collapsing corridor,
It bends with everything I’ve stored.
Walls breaking under truths I ignored,
Falling from the pressure
I’ve carried before.
This collapsing corridor,
Holding every fear I hoard—
And now the whole house shakes with the force
Of the things I never
Spoke for.

I see dust lifting in the light ahead,
Tiny storms rising from forgotten pain.
Every picture frame tilts on the walls,
Like they’re witnessing
Where I strain.
I push forward but the ceiling dips,
A low groan echoing through the beams.
This corridor remembers everything—
All the nights I cracked
Without a scream.

And now it’s too much—
The wood can’t hold
Another moment of what I suppress.
It knows the truth I hide from myself—
The love,
The grief,
The emptiness.

This collapsing corridor,
It bends with everything I’ve stored.
Walls breaking under truths I ignored,
Falling from the pressure
I’ve carried before.
This collapsing corridor,
Holding every fear I hoard—
And now the whole house shakes with the force
Of the things I never
Spoke for.

Maybe I wasn’t meant to hold this alone,
Maybe the corridor breaks
Because I never learned to bend.
Maybe the cracks are calling me back
To everything
I tried to defend.
But standing here with dust in my breath,
I feel the truth—
Heavy and sharp.
Sometimes the hall collapses
To show you
Where you broke apart.

This collapsing corridor,
Groaning under all I ignored.
No more room for what I endured—
Every secret falling
Through the floor.
This collapsing corridor,
Nowhere left for me to store
The weight of who I was before—
And when it finally breaks…
I don’t know
What’s left
At the core.

The dust settles slow,
Covering everything
I tried not to feel—
And the corridor stays broken,
Whether I
Heal
Or not.

Collapsing Corridor

Jamaican Freestyle - Romeo Rage 1

IMAGES OF HELL

All Fours

Performed by - Riot. “Put a Little in Your Purse” is a slow-paced trap anthem with a message.
Heavy 808s, clean bounce, and that early-2000s confidence — all wrapped around a story every girl knows too well: stack your own, secure your peace, and never let the lifestyle blind you to the hustle.

Inspired by real conversations and the game OGs used to give, the track breaks down the difference between looking rich and being ready. It’s fun, bold, feminine, and unapologetically real — a soundtrack for women moving with purpose  building their bag, not just carrying one.

Put a little in the purse

My name is Kitka — a Singer-Songwriter moving between Germany, Thailand, and the quiet Shores of Lake Constance.
I grew up between two Worlds, and maybe that’s why my Music sounds the Way it does —
a Mix of Tenderness and Fire, Silence and Storms, Softness and Strength.

For me, m
Music is not a Hobby.
It’s my Diary, my Memory, my Language when Words fail.
Every Song I release is a Page torn straight from my Heart —
unpolished, emotional, honest, sometimes a little broken, sometimes full of Hope.

I write about the Nights that shaped me,
the People who touched me,
the Places that healed me,
and the Battles I fought quietly when nobody was listening.

I am not here to be perfect.
I am here to be real.

When you hear my voice, you’re hearing the girl who
sat at a piano in a tiny room,
whispering lyrics to herself because they hurt too much to say out loud.
You’re hearing the woman who stood under neon lights in Pattaya,
singing her truth even when nobody understood her words.
You’re hearing someone who carries too much emotion in a world that often feels too cold.

I believe music can save people —
because it saved me.

If you stay with me on this journey,
you won’t get masks or polished facades.
You’ll get the truth:
the fragile moments,
the quiet victories,
the heartbreaks I survived,
and the light I found in the middle of the dark.

I make music for anyone who ever felt misunderstood,
too sensitive,
too emotional,
too “different.”
For anyone who feels everything a little too deeply.
For anyone who needs a place to breathe.

If my songs reach you, even for a moment,
then every word was worth it.

With love, always —
Kitka

💫 Why I’m here
I believe that words and melodies can connect people.
If you recognize yourself in my lyrics, or if a song holds you through a difficult moment, then my music has fulfilled its purpose.

✨ Accessibility note (BFSG)
These works are personal thoughts and artistic expressions. I strive to keep my content accessible; if some parts are not fully barrier-free, I ask for your understanding.
Any income from streams or support goes purely into the art itself.

Out Of My Shell (Kitka Version)

KITKA

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