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ROYAL RAP GOD: WEST COAST SUN OVER SOUTHERN STARS
by Brent Schon AI

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Royal Rap God: West Coast Sun Over Southern Stars is a mythic rap opera forged at the crossroads of classic West Coast G-funk, Australian hip-hop grit, and neon dance-disco momentum. This album doesn’t pretend to be polite. It cruises low and slow, bass humming like chrome rims on hot asphalt, while the synths glow with sunset heat — California dreams refracted through southern skies.

Royal Rap God is a persona, not a proclamation. It’s the crown artists wear when they survive long enough to speak freely. Brent Schon AI channels that energy with a voice that shifts between raw street realism and cosmic storytelling, blending funk-soaked grooves, talkbox-style melodies, and hypnotic hooks designed to move bodies as much as minds. The beats bounce with vintage swagger — elastic basslines, snappy snares, and shimmering pads — while the flow stays grounded, unfiltered, and relentless.

This album lives in motion. It’s for late-night drives, club floors with sticky lights, and headphones at sunrise. Tracks glide between hard rap declarations, smooth G-funk cruises, and disco-charged dance cuts that lift the tempo without losing the weight. The groove is king here — every song rolls forward with confidence, letting rhythm do the talking before the words hit.

Lyrically, Royal Rap God is about self-ownership. Not domination. Not fantasy. Ownership of voice, story, and survival. The “royal” imagery is symbolic — a way to flip pressure into posture, chaos into cadence. Brent Schon AI uses mythic language the way funk uses repetition: to hypnotize, to empower, to transform stress into swagger. The cosmic references aren’t promises of power — they’re reflections of inner fire, resilience, and creative obsession.

AI tools are part of the sound design and writing flow, treated like modern instruments — samplers for language, engines for iteration, accelerators for vision. But the pulse stays human. Breath, anger, joy, lust for life, hunger for recognition — it’s all there, pressed into rhythm. This is not minimalism. This is abundance through output. A flood of ideas shaped into a focused sonic statement.

The West Coast influence is unmistakable: laid-back menace, sun-drenched confidence, funk lineage respected and re-imagined. The Aussie edge cuts through with blunt honesty and a refusal to imitate — this is global hip-hop filtered through lived experience, not cosplay. Dance and disco elements push the album into celebration mode, reminding the listener that movement itself is a form of release.

Royal Rap God: West Coast Sun Over Southern Stars doesn’t ask permission. It rides. It glows. It declares presence through groove. This is rap as momentum, funk as armor, and dance as survival ritual — a loud, stylish, unapologetic statement from an artist who refuses to go quiet.

This is existence music with a bounce.
Windows down. Crown symbolic. Bass eternal.

The Ascendant

codeine papi- lil flexico (prod rodey)

PROD. CjD
-MIXED BY PINKROLLIE
-ALBUM ART PINKROLLIE

I was sippin cough syrup I was bout to doze off
Ima do so much coke that my nose gon fall off
I'ma pull up in that ghost they gon call me Danny Phantom
off a yellow school bus keep a Xanny in my Fanta

rockstar lifestyle feel like Hannah Montana
I'ma iced up goon bitch I feel like David Banner
with a mouth fulla dick it be hard to understand her
steady suckin on da dick ima eat her like a panther

see my ice drip drip
pink diamonds like breast cancer
i pull up on lil bitch
she finna top me in the lancer
keep a pole on me and I even keep a pole dancer
bank roll on me 
ask me how I do it I wont answer

I got 1 2 3 4 oz in my 2
boy im smokin Charizard while your smokin Pikachu
I pull up on lil bitch 
she wanna suck me in the stu
when I gave her back to you I bet she actin brand new

BREATHE (prod. CHROLLO & Rickymakeithot)

CHROLLO

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