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Jimmy Cooks (Sample)

Dark Surrender

BAD SING

From the Edge

A dark spoken word trap odyssey that strips away the illusions of power and survival. With minimal beats—just haunting atmospheric drones and pulsating bass—this track unfolds as intense spoken word poetry, delivered in a raw, natural cadence that grips you like a whispered confession in the dead of night.
Lyrics paint a brutal hierarchy of humans: the elite as predators, the masses as prey, fattened for the feast. Drawing from Nietzsche’s gaze, it exposes the self-genocidal drive of society, where envy rots the heartless, and evil devours light and dark alike. From the hook’s chilling mantra—“No rules to this game—Says who? Those born with the right name”—to verses that unravel the grinder of status, race, and dominance, this is a sonic manifesto against the commodified death we call civilization.
If you’re craving something that challenges the status quo, hits like a philosophical gut punch, and lingers in your mind long after the drones fade, press play. For fans of dark trap poets like clipping., or anyone questioning the food chain they’re trapped in.
Lyrics snippet: “No rules to this game— Says who? Those born with the right name (Yeah, you know who) Think they a different species (Far superior to you) Put you on a food chain. (Tell you who’s eating who)”
#DarkTrap #SpokenWord #Philosophy #NietzscheVibes #UndergroundHipHop #Atmospheric

No Rules [Explicit]

[INTRO]
Yeah… I hear ‘em movin’ through the alleys,
Shadows on the walls, eyes everywhere.
The ops are comin’ to get me…
But I ain’t goin’ down without fightin’.

[VERSE 1]
Heartbeat racin’, city’s dark, sirens in the distance,
Ops tryna mark me, tryna break my existence.
Every corner’s a threat, every step could be my last,
But I’m built from the block, built to survive the past.
I see ‘em schemin’, waitin’ for a slip in my grind,
But I got instincts sharper than a blade in my mind.
From the stoop to the rooftops, I watch, I move, I dodge,
Ops wanna cage me, but I’m breakin’ every mirage.

[PRE-CHORUS]
They whisper threats, they lurk in the night,
Think they can catch me, but I’m ready to fight.
Every breath, every look, gotta calculate,
Ops think they’re lucky — but I control my fate.

[CHORUS]
THE OPS ARE COMIN’ TO GET ME!
I CAN FEEL ‘EM IN MY BACK, I CAN HEAR ‘EM IN THE STREETS!
I’M STAYIN’ ALIVE, STAYIN’ SHARP, I CAN’T AFFORD TO LOSE!
THE OPS ARE COMIN’ TO GET ME!
EYES OPEN, GUN READY, HEART RACE, MOVE FAST!
THE BLOCK IS MY KINGDOM, I WON’T LET ‘EM TAKE MY CAST!

[VERSE 2]
I move like a ghost, shadow on shadow, never seen,
Ops think they know me — but I live in between.
Every alleyway’s a warzone, every face could be a snake,
But I’m street-born, heart hardened, nothing left to break.
They chatter, they plot, they think I’m scared,
But I’ve been hunted before, life left me prepared.
I’m stacking my wins while I dodge every shot,
Ops can chase forever, but I control the plot.

[BRIDGE]
No sleep, no rest, gotta stay alert,
Every corner’s a lesson, every block can hurt.
Ops want a taste, but I’m built from the grind,
I move with the street, I leave the fear behind.

[CHORUS]
THE OPS ARE COMIN’ TO GET ME!
I CAN FEEL ‘EM IN MY BACK, I CAN HEAR ‘EM IN THE STREETS!
I’M STAYIN’ ALIVE, STAYIN’ SHARP, I CAN’T AFFORD TO LOSE!
THE OPS ARE COMIN’ TO GET ME!
EYES OPEN, GUN READY, HEART RACE, MOVE FAST!
THE BLOCK IS MY KINGDOM, I WON’T LET ‘EM TAKE MY CAST!

[OUTRO]
Yeah… I hear ‘em movin’… but I ain’t caught yet.
The streets made me, the streets raised me,
And the ops… they’ll never win tonight.

The Ops Are Comin' to Get Me

SCORN

This is a beginning of a new era. A new phase. A new age. This the time we come for everything.

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To Whom It May Concern:

I wrote my first song in fourth grade at school. We had a poetry assignment. I wrote a creative poem, and my teacher told my parents that I had a gift. I played in the school band as a percussionist in middle school. I listened to all genres of music throughout my earlier years because my family was very musically inclined. I never stopped. I am listening to music right now. I started writing, recording, and producing music when I was fourteen. I recorded and mixed nonstop. I had Freestyle Sessions for hours using YouTube instrumentals on an Xbox 360 & Television. I kept working on my craft every day. Then when I turned 22 years old, I experienced an Age of Enlightenment. This is when my mission had officially begun. Depersonalization with determinism has me feeling like I’m in a video game. A predetermined ten years later and I’m destined to be one of the most respected multiple genre musicians of all time. My lyrics are so powerful because I predicted the future in my songwriting multiple times. More fulfillment and relevance soon. “I am no prophet; I am a farmer.” 

Here I am at 33 years old with 19 years of experience making music. I have a large following on several X accounts with plentiful elite influencers in all aspects of life. The idea was always quality and not quantity. I am a songwriter. I am a multi-genre recording artist. I am a sound engineer. Listen to my discography on SoundCloud. I have created my own genre. Have fun!

Sincerely,
                Matthew Confalone ><>