Name: ЮГ 404 - Весна подарит by NIKON in hopelesseness
Duration: 3 min 3 s
Description: Один из треков из альбома Юга ДДД(Драмы для дураков)... НАСЛАЖДАЙТЕСЬ!🥵

hopelesseness

ЮГ 404-Во мне пустота

Skurt- ЮГ 404-Алые паруса

ЮГ 404, NUZHNIY L - Я убиваю великанов

Фрио & ТВОИСЛЕЗЫ & ПАНЦУШОТ & ФРИК ПАТИ & ЮГ 404 — ДЭ ЛЯ МУЧО

kraйний – на, казалось, обыденных улицах. (муз. Fog Lake)

фрио (фрик пати, скорость, панцушот, юг 404, lida) – вызывай охрану

ЮГ 404 - Привет из прошлого лета

Забери

22 РАЗА,воровская лапа– русское народное R'n'B

Дискотеками, барами

Всё, что я умею

[Verse 1]

(Monotone rap-growl: Numb detachment hip hop flow, snare bone snaps march, kick slams heavy like mask rituals, sub-bass tar lungs wheezing—dread building with mask hums glitches, creepy whispers "hunter... predators...", flesh-ripping mid-line in dystopian vibe, alien tendencies warp 3D.).

A hunter in a world of savage predators and sheep that are blind to their own cannibalism,
Mimicking faces and phrases mutating behaviors to sell a bill of mental health,
Just to survive what I can't show anybody, ASPD thoughts IRL in real time.
Emotionless? Expressionless? Not in the mind I hold inside,
I scream, I speak, I reap havoc on my own mentality just to feel something,
Then find bliss in my isolation, a face without a reflection.
Rambling that I want out publicly, I look normal, shy and depressed maybe,
But I have to lock myself inside to protect what I have become.

[Chorus]

(Deep wail choking reverb raw release: Glitch drops shatter with chrome wire scrape tension, venom drip pools into trauma gurgles, dramatic screams warp apocalyptic 3D—echoing "emotionless... danger..." layers over violent nu metal riffs, torment in void silence bursts with insanity loops.)

Emotionless? Expressionless? Am I a danger to everyone around me?
No and yes, I feel love, I feel love, I feel tears to the one I hold close and near...
The favorite person I married after 29 years of a nightmare in a waking hell.
This is the end of everything... (glitch drop void, bone snap resume, reverse sighs tease)

[Verse 2]

(Growl intensifies hip hop: March verse snare bone snaps nightmare rhythm, sludge guitars grind, kick slams like nuclear stabs, sub-bass tar lungs, screwdriver scrape glitches mid-line—disconnected shards clank, unholy illusions in spooky vibes, haunting whispers intercut alien hums.)

Not a monster made but a child dead that grew up into a mirror birthed by monsters,
No words can explain the blank expression on my face, I am in deep inner thought.
As others get my attention, I smile before seconds can pass.
As for others are perceived as a cryptic enemy I must destroy,
But only in the safety of my memories do I indulge.
Others like me I welcome, a community hidden,
Never of violence but under threat in less than milliseconds,
No warning, no movement, unpredictable behavior guards my heart.
Insanity creates a life threatening amusement to stay empty,
So I don't internally explode and self destruct under the chaos of disconnected memories,

Hidden in boxes in the dark of my mind in the emptiness.

[Chorus]

(Wail choking escalates: Chrome scrape builds violent tension, venom drip with gurgles louder, glitch drops spooky static—screams fade ashes wind echoes, alien distortion warps creepy unease, addictive hip hop scratches layer in.)

Emotionless? Expressionless? Am I a danger to everyone around me?
No and yes, I feel love, I feel love, I feel tears to the one I hold close and near...
The favorite person I married after 29 years of a nightmare in a waking hell.
This is the end of everything... (venom echo trails, child whispers tease reverse)

[Verus 3}

But do I feel? I do mimic, manipulation was taught to me to survive and protect instead of to destroy.
I feel empathy for who my heart consumes in light, I feel nothing for the NPCs of the world,
Family, life, other passers, but the people I speak to I have chosen safe not to hurt if crossed.
Now I must open up to explain what's it's like to live in this fate.
We are the empty darkness normal people never speak about,
But we do feel but only from what we make close until they


[Bridge]

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Confessions

Space Shuttle Crash is a neurofunk & jump-up hybrid built for peak-time impact. Think cockpit alarms, vapor-trail hats, and hull-buckling basslines: machine-funk sound design meets bounce-heavy hooks. Classic mission-gone-wrong pre-launch tension, maximum dynamic pressure, sudden system failure, and the blinding heat of re-entry. Expect serrated mids, rubberized reese layers, snapping snares, and call-and-response bass riffs that keep the floor in constant freefall. This EP is unapologetic impact for the ravers. For fans who still want a crowd-chant chorus when the drop hits.

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ЮГ 404 - Фонари

Один из треков из альбома Юга ДДД(Драмы для дураков)... НАСЛАЖДАЙТЕСЬ!🥵

ЮГ 404 - Весна подарит

ЮГ 404 - Весна подарит

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