Human - Re.Jungle Dubplate

If I'm so enticing
Invite me
Into your home
The second you pick up
In sight of the one who can give us
Fell into the trap of a warlock
Can't blame the world for what's your fault
Showing the nice side of me
Hiding my spite quietly
Holding my hand out for the
Chance you may reach back to me

It's never enough
You must

Run for the door cause it's closing
You'll land with a brand of the chosen
Known for controlling
News of the broken
Chaining yourself to a token
Who's un-awoken
Spoke of the free
Burned down the tree
Mephistopheles
Has latched onto the

You're treading with the enemy
Watch your step, less your presence is meant to be
You'll find no sympathy
Cover up, hide your shame from the deity
Outcast of the century
Is left to seethe

And be left with just breath as your company
In exchange you'll see 
Changes in the life you lead

Darling, it has come to be
Darling.
Darling, it has come to be

It seems the wind blows colder
The sun can get no lower
So forfeit
This violence
We'll find you peace in silence

And as the clock ticks slower
No chance you're getting older
So forfeit
This violence
We'll find you... in silence

You're treading with the enemy
Watch your step, less your presence is meant to be
You'll find no sympathy
Cover up, hide your shame from the deity
Outcast of the century
Is left to seethe

Left to Seethe

LSD - ReJungle - Unreleased work in progress

Kung Fu Master

It's either 
make it or break it~
I'm over waiting for phases
So when I jump
Don't follow me
I'm waving through mazes
Insisting I've been in cages
No talking
Quiet and vacant
Start walking
Soles to that pavement
I'm saying
I've become hated
Awaken

Erased
All of the things I crave
It's burns a hole through me
The way we never change
You can't take
All this strife away
I need a shaman please
I need some real healing
To wake

I'm plotting
Only work alone, I got it
Cut throat full of dope
Gotta watch my options
I'm a rogue integral
To the cockpit
Hop in
Take you on a ride through my toxic
Moshin'
Somebodies
A fake
Still standing
In the pearly gates
Sinner consciousness
In a lake of flames
Screaming out that name
This the price you pay

I wont take it back
I'm over saving shit
Escort me out
With cuffs on my wrist
Caught a violent bitch
In a striped outfit
Time to shake it down
While sides get switched
Insane
Why we gotta play these games
I don't fuck with it
Shame it's a bit too late
Let my head run free
It's an open range
Better take this shot
Make it seal my fate

Erased
All of the things I crave
It's burns a hole through me
The way we never change
You can't take
All this strife away
I need a shaman please
I need some real healing
To wake

Cause I can't conceive it
My body is bleeding
Don't think Imma make it
These risks that I'm taking
You're floating over me
If it's meant to be
Darling let it be
When I pull this chain
No breaking free
Yo' soul to keep
That's just my fee

I need a shaman please
Don't threaten my healing
Cause if I fade away
I'll never find my peace
I need a shaman please
Don't threaten my healing
Cause if I fade away
I'll never find my peace
I need a-

Erased
All of the things I crave
It's burns a hole through me
The way we never change
You can't take
All this strife away
I need a shaman please
I need some real healing

Erased
All of the things I crave
It's burns a hole through me
The way we never change
You can't take
All this strife away
I need a shaman please
I need some real healing
To wake

Shaman

London streets

Guys, I'm not kidding, this is my worst beat, don't tell anyone or I'll be real sour.

Dead Internet

Sword Of Umbra

Carol bell's

Tau Ceti Transmission
Recorded on a midnight frequency beyond human hearing, this track is said to be the first musical signal received from the Tau Ceti system — a pirate jungle broadcast beamed across light-years by a civilization of rhythm-obsessed aliens.

When their sonic technology collided with Earth’s 1992–1995 jungle era, the result was alien breakbeats stitched together with impossible percussion — bamboo resonators carved from crystal asteroids, log drums made of meteorite wood, hallucinated breaks spliced from quantum echoes.

Every drop is a coded message, every bass hit a coordinate in deep space. Listeners claim the track opens brief portals above the dancefloor, where dancers glimpse neon forests, crystal monoliths, and sub-bass rituals on alien moons before the beat slams back into the room.

It’s not just a track. It’s a contact event.


🌟Xenobungalism: The Intergalactic Bungalist Frontier🌟

If Bungalism is the Rebirth of Jungle, then Xenobungalism is the First Contact. It begins with 1993–1995 jungle DNA — chopped breaks, rolling basslines, ritual percussion — then splices it with sound sources that don’t exist on Earth:

Hallucinated breakbeats folding time signatures in impossible geometries

Speculative instruments made from crystal, plasma, or quantum pressure waves

Alien fauna rhythms — cephalopod bass trumpets, insectoid percussion, telepathic dolphin choirs, creatures beating subsonic warning signals on hollow asteroid shells

The dancefloor becomes off-world terrain:

Raves in bioluminescent swamps under three moons

Bass ceremonies led by Octophantelepi elders

Wobblefish tribes summoning tidal drops with spectral drums

Xenobungalism rejects human minimalism and keeps the bright, playful, skankable spirit of Bungalism alive — but filtered through extraterrestrial physics. Delays loop through wormholes, Doppler sweeps bend spacetime, and every drop feels like the gravitational pull of a black hole made of funk.

It’s jungle when the rainforest itself has been abducted, mutated, and turned into a galactic breakbeat ecosystem.

#Xenobungalism

Tau Seti Transmission 👽

haulinauss. (vip)

Turning jungle music into jungle rainforest

LSD - ReJungle - Unreleased work in progress

REJUNGLE Project

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