Like the dark sound on the best and demon stuff

nice job on this beat - really gud deliveries - i like the punch-ins

I love the flow and rapping. This is super catchy

This production hits that perfect balance between minimal and immersive. There’s space for everything to breathe, and the sonic textures give it real replay value. The groove never feels static — it evolves just enough to keep you in it.  That approach to rhythm and space is rare, and it’s something I really enjoy collaborating around. When the base of a track is this solid, adding new melodic or vocal dimensions could lead to something timeless.

hard bro. ain’t my usual type but i fw this

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I Don't Write With My Left

Chasin' (Official Audio)
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What they never knew

Chasin'

HalfDay

The saga continues.

From Paint the Sky in Blood (the first strike), to Falcon Punch (the raw power), to Why the Caged Bird Sings (the voice of freedom), and Circadian Tuxedo (the ever-shifting dualities of time and self) — each chapter has set the stage. But now comes the nuke.

Fetch Me Their Souls is my homage to the Black Ops Zombies legacy, where the rap game and the world itself are the undead — hungry, relentless, swarming. This track flips survival into symbolism: I’m dropping bars like headshots, weaving in The Walking Dead grit and Nevermore/Addams Family darkness. Every verse is a round survived, every hook is a reload, and by the end — there’s only one command echoing through the chaos: Fetch me their souls.

This isn’t just a song. It’s an apocalypse in rhyme. The final act that ties together the blood, the struggle, the freedom, and the time-bending tuxedo into one detonation.

Welcome to the next level.

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Regie Write -Atlantis ft Ayo Burna (Out Now) 

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Bliss

Atlantis

Atlantis (feat Ayo Burna)

Regie Write - Limbo (Out Now) 
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Reality

Limbo

Limbo (feat Rob Geez)

Regie Write -Demons (Out Now) 

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Sadness

Demons

Regie Write -Phantom (Out Now) 

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Phantom

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Song Lyrics:

Head up, eyes wide—let the night write back,
Questions in my chest, I let the starlight track.
If wonder is worship, then I’m on my knees,
I listen for the Word that turned “nothing” to Be.

I pace on the roof of the world, let the wind keep score,
Every silence a syllabus, every cliff a door.
I’ve been measuring time with a wristwatch lie,
But the truth keeps beating where the ticks can’t buy.
Circuitry hums in the skull—still the heart says “hush,”
Let the cosmos speak in a low-tone rush.
From quark to choir, from spiral to skin,
Every pattern’s a path, every path says “Begin.”
I don’t bargain with chance, I audit the awe,
Read constellations like clauses in law.
If doubt is a desert, then thirst is a guide,
I drink from a question, and faith floods the tide.
Minds make models, gravity pulls;
I drop my pride and the riddle turns full.

Head up, eyes wide—let the night write back,
Questions in my chest, I let the starlight track.
If wonder is worship, then I’m on my knees,
I listen for the Word that turned “nothing” to Be.


I’ve argued in circles till language frayed,
Then found a straight line where the sunrise stayed.
Hands in the soil, but my sight past sky,
Where cause meets purpose and reason asks “Why?”
Blueprints whisper in bones and trees,
And mercy is woven in casualties.
I’ve seen power without need, giving without debt,
A table in the famine where the hungry are met.
When proofs run thin, the simple lives confess—
A mother’s patience, a stranger’s yes.
So I count my breaths like beads on a thread,
Each one returns to the First I’ve read.
Not a halo of answers, a habit of sight—
I practice attention till the dark births light.

If thinking is kneeling with the lights still on,
Then let my mind bow till the night is gone.

Head up, eyes wide—let the night write back,
Questions in my chest, I let the starlight track.
If wonder is worship, then I’m on my knees,
I listen for the Word that turned “nothing” to Be.


I don’t claim I’ve seen You—eyes are small,
But the signs keep stacking like a courtroom wall.
Shells in spirals, rivers in veins,
Thunder that scribbles electric refrains.
I chase what’s true with a pilgrim’s pace,
Every step a confession, not a race.
If clocks make cages, then I break those bars,
And travel by meanings, not just by stars.
The First and the Last—outside my clock,
Yet here in the marrow where the pulses knock.
So I gift You my questions, raw, untamed,
You gift me a hush where the fear is tamed.
And when the choir of reasons falls asleep,
A single word wakes everything deep.

(Twice)
Head up, eyes wide—let the night write back,
Questions in my chest, I let the starlight track.
If wonder is worship, then I’m on my knees,
I listen for the Word that turned “nothing” to Be.


Ponder

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