Again

Produced by @ De Couture
Mixed & Mastered by @Suspecktt
Cover Art by @Suspecktt

**LYRICS**

She's like an angel
She's just like an angel, she's like an angel, she's like a, angel

Baby you need to stop using that white powder
I'm not talking no makeup, I'm talking the gasoline
I can't have you dying cause I don't want no other
You're an angel especially when it's my name you scream

Just like an angel you scream my name, scream scream my name
Scream scream my name, scream scream scream my name

Yeah without your love I cannot feel
Baby girl you know it's real
Come back baby our love is the real deal
Wishing you'd come back to me but I know how, how you feel
Only thing I've ever been good at is pop, pop, pop, popping all these pills

And just like the pills, her love gets me so high
Yeah it makes me feel like an angel in the sky

She's just like an angel, she's like an angel, she's like an angel
She's just like an angel, she's like an angel, she's like a, angel

Some soft talk, red pills, and a mattress
Touch you slowly, you are my princess
I'm dying slowly so just let me rest
When I try to be numb I try my best

Like An Angel

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Levels to Light

This track paints a vivid picture of love blossoming like roses in a radiant garden. It celebrates the spark between two souls building a dream-filled home. The joyful chorus embraces togetherness and the magic of shared moments. With heartfelt verses and a glowing bridge, the song captures timeless golden memories. A perfect anthem for love, light, and unity.

Roses bloom where the light spills wide

Dark, introspective fonk-inspired hip-hop/trap tracks at 75–100bpm exploring deep self-resentment and inner conflict. Featuring heavy 808 bass, metal hi-hats, and cinematic hits, these songs express the struggle between wanting to change and feeling stuck. Raw, emotional verses convey pain, frustration, and the silent battles waged within the mind. Powerful vocal delivery and haunting melodies create an intense atmosphere of personal turmoil.

Cracked Mirror

[Verse]
Are you problematic
Sick and sadistic
Are you a hazard
To yourself or others
Are you erratic
Unfit to parent
Does your family
Want to hide you in the attic

[Chorus]
Or is it just me
Tell me
Is it just me
I don’t know what I want
But I know what I want
And it’s not what I want

[Verse 2]
Are you maniacal
And quite diabolical
Do you have
Any idea of time at all
Are you up all night
Down all day
Baby are you me
Are you okay

[Chorus]
Or is it just me
Tell me
Is it just me
I don’t know what I want
But I know what I want
And it’s not what I want

[Bridge]
I think you know that I don't think
About you or me
Or we could be
In love again
You're on your knees
And I just can't
You're scaring me
I feel so bad
But it's not me
That's in my head
That's in my bed

[Verse 3/Rap]
And you're walking away
Then you call me
We break up
Break my heart
I give up
You give up
Then you're wanting me back
Then we’re talking again
Then we kiss and I fuck up
And I don’t wanna mess up
Then we do it again
So you say that I'm problematic
Well
Look who's talkin'
Your voice echoes down the hallway
And you're always gawkin'
Well
Well
Well
It's the pot callin' the kettle black
Well
Well
Well
Do you really wanna go there? Do you wanna go there?

[Outro]
Oh
This is problematic
I just want a world where I'm the hero
How do I still love you
Babe
Do you still love me
Oh
I'm gonna be so great
And when I do
I hope you still love me
Problematic aye

Problematic

🎵 "You Don’t Get to Erase Me" 🎵 (Protest anthem – strong beat, defiant tone)
[Verse 1] I carry my country on my back — No matter where I go, that’s a fact. You can call it poor, you can call it weak, But it gave me my voice, it taught me to speak.
[Pre-Chorus] It’s in my blood, it’s in my bones, Not just a place — it’s what I call home.
[Chorus] You don’t get to erase me, Just 'cause you don’t understand. I come from a place you look down on, But I still love that land. You can label it third-world, Say it’s broken, say it’s wrong — But I see pride, I see strength, I see where I belong.
[Verse 2] Some wave their flag like a golden crown, While mine gets laughed at, talked down. You say I should hide it to fit in, But I won’t wear shame on my skin.
[Pre-Chorus] Your silence cuts, your words are loud, But I won't disappear into your crowd.
[Chorus] You don’t get to erase me, Just 'cause you don’t understand. I come from a place you look down on, But I still love that land. You can label it third-world, Say it’s broken, say it’s wrong — But I see pride, I see strength, I see where I belong.
[Bridge] You don’t see the streets I walked, The way my people live, the way they talk. You don’t taste the food, you don’t feel the pain, You just see struggle and throw out blame.
[Breakdown – spoken or shouted] We’re not less. We’re not a joke. We built dreams out of dust and smoke. So don’t tell me to forget where I’m from — That place raised me, made me strong.
[Final Chorus – louder, with a crowd feel] You don’t get to erase me, You don’t write my name in shame. You can mock my flag and laugh me off, But I’m not playing your game. This is love that you can’t take, This is home that you can’t break — I stand tall, I sing loud, I come from the unbowed.

You don't get to erase me

📀 Straight Out the Boombox – Album Bio

Straight Out the Boombox is the sound of concrete dreams and midnight hustles — a full-throttle ride through alley smoke, rooftop echoes, and the pulse of the block. Phantom Bloc delivers fifteen tracks of heavy-hitting street poetry, basslines that shake brick walls, and hooks steeped in West Coast grit and East Coast swagger.

From the spectral hustle of "Ghost Cash" and the asphalt grit of "Lines in the Concrete", to the engine-revving swagger of "Boom-Rider" and the wild block-party chaos of "Wopbabalubop", every song is a scene straight out of the cipher.
"Dedicated", "Brooklyn Kings", and "Dust to Dollars" tip the cap to the grind and to the legends — with certain cuts paying homage to the smoke-soaked swagger of Cypress Hill, the soul-fused grit of Everlast, and the funked-up bounce of Funkdoobiest.

The tension cuts deep with "Blood Money" and "La Sangre No Miente", before the crew resurrects the raw in "Back From the Casket". Nova Rex brings fire to "Turn the Night Gold" and drapes the VIP ropes in "Velvet Rope Royalty". "Coast Glide" smooths the ride like golden-hour sun on chrome, before the grand finale — "Ibracadabra!", a swagger-drenched tribute to the king of confidence himself, Zlatan Ibrahimović.

It’s more than an album — it’s a street sermon, a love letter to hip-hop’s fearless innovators, and a reminder that some legends never die… they just keep blasting from the boombox.

Ghost Cash

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Destined To Win

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