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Eddy Derecho is the second album from the Chicago-based sonic collective Evidence of a Struggle. This Album was released May 2nd 2025 on The Glue Factory Records, distributed through The Orchard and Burnside Distribution Inc. 
W P C Simmons V (Rev. Billy), Matt Walker, Alan Berliant, Solomon Walker, and John Airo have worked for most of 2024 weaving a dense tapestry of sonic, musical, lyrical, and visual ”observations” of what’s happening in our world now, what’s happened in the past, and what may happen in the future. Rev. Billy said, ”The music and videos we’ve created for this record have really helped us make sense personally, and as a collective of what’s going on in our world, how it’s effecting and affecting everyone regardless of their race, religion, color, ability, or socioeconomic standing. Maybe our music can help us recognize a better way to approach the idiocy happening in this world.  The wars, inequity, inequality, pain, suffering, anger, maybe it can help everyone else really look at themselves a little closer and not become part of the problem.” Ennn-joy.


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Autopilot Lungs

In 2023, I had one epileptic seizure after another. With the right medication, I haven’t had any issues since. A hallmark of epilepsy is that you simply choke. With a lot of luck, your lungs switch to autopilot and gasp for air on their own.

On the night of May 11 to 12, 2025, I went to bed at 8:30 PM. It was very warm, so I pulled one blanket off and placed it aside, against my spine.

Suddenly, I heard two people speaking Arabic on the street outside. From the sound of it, it was a mother and her daughter. A few minutes later, the mother was in my bed (in the spot where the blanket had been) and began strangling me with a firm chokehold. She seemed incredibly strong.

As I struggled to break free in every way I could, I touched a dog. Medium-sized, it felt emaciated. I was choking, but somehow I managed to escape the chokehold. My lungs, just like during an epileptic seizure, started switching to autopilot, but that didn’t last long because the daughter jumped on my back and pulled a plastic bag over my head, tightening it firmly.

I started choking again. I twisted and turned in every direction, slamming my back against the wall to get the child off me. This caused me to look the child in the eyes. I was choking, and the only thing I could do was jam my thumb hard into her eye and pull it out of its socket. She lost her grip on the bag, and my lungs switched back to autopilot.

Then I thought, “The path I took through the house with that child on my back doesn’t match reality.” No, it was my grandmother’s house, who’s been dead for 30 to 40 years. Since that’s impossible, I snapped back to this reality. I was still in bed, gasping for air. I turned on the light—I looked at the clock, it was exactly midnight. I ate a sandwich and drank some milk.

Back in bed, I still had to struggle to breathe. Did I have two epileptic seizures during sleep paralysis, something I’ve experienced often before? I don’t know. All I know is that I suffered greatly from this event and am afraid of “not making it through.”

The final dream analysis/paralysis can be read on EH Jansen's Substack:

https://erikjansen.substack.com/p/cde1b8c5-2b4f-4583-9e5a-ad8fc452aa42

Also on YouTube:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bVZ5t92Qrw8

Autopilot Lungs Lyrics:

(Intro)
In the dark where silence falls,
Breath is borrowed, barely calls.
Heat and pressure, shadows near,
The night becomes my deepest fear.

(Verse 1)
Went to bed, the room was still,
Pulled the blanket, fought the chill.
Voices drifted from the street,
Foreign words, a mother’s beat.
Then she came, without a sound,
Stronger than the world around.
Hands like iron round my throat,
Stole the air right from my soul.

(Chorus)
Autopilot lungs, don't fail me now,
I’m drowning here, don’t ask me how.
Every breath a war I fight,
Every shadow steals the light.
Suffocating in a dream,
But nothing’s ever what it seems.

(Verse 2)
Twisting, turning, gasping deep,
Touched a dog, too thin to sleep.
Freed myself from death’s embrace,
Only to find her daughter’s face.
Bag pulled tight across my scream,
Thrashing through this brutal dream.
Thumb to eye to make her see,
The last breath wrestled back to me.

(Chorus)
Autopilot lungs, don't fail me now,
I’m drowning here, don’t ask me how.
Every breath a war I fight,
Every shadow steals the light.
Suffocating in a dream,
But nothing’s ever what it seems.

(Bridge)
This house was never really mine,
Just echoes trapped in crooked time.
Milk and bread can't clear the haze,
Still haunted by those sleepless days.

(Chorus)
Autopilot lungs, don't fail me now,
I’m drowning here, don’t ask me how.
Every breath a war I fight,
Every shadow steals the light.
Suffocating in a dream,
But nothing’s ever what it seems.

(Outro)
Still afraid to fall too deep,
What if I don't wake from sleep?
Autopilot lungs, just hold the line...
Keep me breathing one more time.

EH Jansen ft. SUNO - Autopilot Lungs (Gloomy's Sleepparalysis Explained)

LYRICS

with everything you left unsaid
i'll never get you out my head
i wish i felt the way i did
but i can't stand the way we live

only way of keeping track is by the blisters on my hand
wish that you weren't so distracted wish that you would understand
only thing that ever mattered was the life that we had planned
but you know that every life will have to end, i've been thinking bout

everything you left unsaid
i'll never get you out my head
i wish i felt the way i did
but i can't stand the way we lived

the two of us are dying

killstation - the two of us are dying (prod. killstation)

destination

killstation & joei razook - cracks (prod. killstation)

Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ej6w1pbbzDo

Takin xanns for no purpose. 
I wish I really had a purpose. 
These bitches make feel so worthless.
That’s why rob these bitches purses.

Everyday my body’s hurtin.
But I’m steady dope smokin.
These pressed pills hella coated.
But them thangs got these feins loaded.

I’m in the back with the killas. 
Them silver back gorillas. 
Yo bitch told me that she feel us.
So you know what the deal is.

I ain’t never had a problem servin bitches on the down low. Fuck all these feelings we just humans smokin big dope. People always trip about the stupid fuckin things yo. I’m just tryna chill make some money with my people. 

Ima piece of shit these bitches still gone deep throat. Riding round the city bumpin pimp c and zro. Never ask for shit cause I see things threw the peep hole. You might look up to me but I’m not your fuckin hero.

Hero hero I’m not your fuckin hero.



- [ ]

HERO (PROD. NVTVS) *VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION*

@youngburial @epsyle @jaymee_heartless

fuck...

UR FULL OF SHIT
MISS ME W THAT KID 
GOT NO TIME FOR SIMPS
MIND BEEN SHIT
SINCE LIKE '96
LATELY PATIENCE THIN
KAY IM FUCKED 
AGREED LIKE LETS MOVE ON
THINK THAT TOPICS SPENT
CLEAN FROM DRUGS
BUT VOICES I NUMBED
WANT TO SEE ME DEAD
SEE ME DEAD
SWEAR SINCE OFF OF IT
FACES ROUND ME FLIP
BODYFLIP MCM A BITCH
I MIGHT SLAP SOME SENSE
FEEL LIKE SHIT
SCROUNGING UP A GRIN
EMPTY VOID OF SIN
I MIGHT JUST GO GHOST ON THE WORLD
DEATH STILL PLAGUES MY HEAD

SICK OF LIFE
SICK OF FAKES
TALK THAT SHIT
TO MY FACE
I THINK I'M LOSING IT
MY BRAIN ON FIRE AGAIN
YEAH FILL ME UP WITH LEAD
I WANT TO SEE ME DEAD

I WANT TO SEE ME DYING
FROM THE THIRD PERSON
WATCH THE  VULTURES EAT ME SLOWLY
FIND SOLACE IN DECAY

life is great this is awesome :) ft. fats'e (prod. epsyle & heartless)

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Artwork done by: @sideshowthesaint

SICK STRANGE DARKNESS - Feat. NewEnglandBoy X Greg Jones X SlimReaper X Frander

RiverKinn
"Inside"
Produced by Fourfing

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The Inside
Look for something I can't find
I can't see through the blood in my eyes
Try to run, but I can't hide
Burn me out from the inside
Look for something I can't find
I can't see through the blood in my eyes
Try to run, but I can't hide
Burn me out from the inside

I tried to dedicate my life
Drank your sacrificial wine
Artificial by design
Feel it fade from the inside

Look for something I can't find
I can't see through the blood in my eyes
Try to run, but I can't hide
Burn me out from the inside
Look for something I can't find
I can't see through the blood in my eyes
Try to run, but I can't hide
Burn me out from the inside

Cross my heart and hope to die
--------------------

@riverkinn
@fourfing

Play Dead MMXVIII

Inside (prod. Fourfing)

prod. @ericjason666 ⛧𝔢 𝔯 𝔦 𝔠 ☿☿☿ ⛧

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⛧Lyrics⛧

⛧$ul⛧

Atrai
Destroi
Atrai

Pouco tempo aqui
Até eu nos fuder
O que te atraiu
Foi não conhecer
A real face
Ninguém aguenta a verdade
Chega no silêncio como infarte
Tu nunca espera pelo ataque

Eu atraio pra perto
Eles querem me ajudar
Eu não preciso de ajuda vocês no final que vão se machucar

Não tente mudar quem não muda
Não tente querer me ajudar

A pior escolha pra ti nessa vida foi querer de mim se aproximar
E AQUI NÃO TEM!
PORQUE DA TRISTEZA QUE EU VOU ME ALIMENTAR
EU SOU ASSIM POR NATUREZA
NÃO DEIXA MEU ÓDIO TE MATAR
NÃO DEIXA MEU ÓDIO TE MATAR
NÃO DEIXA....

ATRAI
DESTRÓI
ATRAI
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BLVCK CVT I : HAIL TO LICH KING

$ul - Buraco Negro [Prod. 𝔢 𝔯 𝔦 𝔠 ☿☿☿]

ft @billsaberdotcom
cover by @weirdocover

HOLY GHOST FT. BILL $ABER (PROD. SVINT)

prod 
https://soundcloud.com/sunivega
https://soundcloud.com/layer_one

mixed by
https://soundcloud.com/twdutchman

LYRICS

You're made of carbon waste,
Why tha fuck
Would I
Want you round me

Keep my heart on my waist,
Cuz everybody tryna drown me 

When the death is embraced,
Like you slippin a blade, down me

In the car with no brakes,
And I’m whippin the corners proudly


Wasted
Shit faced and
I’m loosin it I can’t take it
Like the
PLAGUE HIT
I’m peeling the skin off my body naked
I don’t FAKE SHIT
Like all you mother fuckers tryna make it

I can’t fuckin escape it 
This shit is leavin me jaded 

Anger

Buried deep inside of me


That’s all I’ll have if you don’t

Die with me


Razors

Help me to believe what I’m seeing 


In the end I hope that I’m still breathing 

2x
Broken,

I’ll piece da parts of me
Back together,
Back in motion,

I fall but I’m growin back all my feathers 
You don’t know shit,

Keep talkin I’m hangin you Widda teather 
No emotion 
I’ll do what I need to by any measure 

—-

2x ALL MY FAULT

AND ALL ON MY PLATE

ANGELS FALLING

DOWN ON THEIR FACE

BLOOD 

FILLS UP

THA OCEANS AND LAKES


ALL MY HOPE WILL DIE

IN ONE DAY!

SEVERANCE (PROD. SUNI VEGA X LAYER ONE)

amv: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2xG7sDbxxm4

iTunes

for the show (feat. burgos) // prod. sproutz | AMV LINK IN BIO

LYRIC VIDEO

I Cant Breathe (Prod. OmenXIII)

feat https://soundcloud.com/mavoraps
prod https://soundcloud.com/xerogi

lyrics
Verse 1 Gizmo:

Slittin ya throatin silence
Like tha predator Wouldn’t wish your death on my worst competitors
I am the physical form of the reaper the dead body dealer they call me soulesss life editor 

Body Wet in blood
LEFT IN PAINT 

Breaking necks 
if it don’t go my way
I WAS BORN IN MUD
I got no constraint

Im King Kong 
You a bitch ass ape
—————
Verse 2 Mavo:

Better hit that eighth,
Bass break your face,
laced up chasin rappers right up out of they chains,

Hop in ya bitch pop out and say thanks,
Can’t take that shit anymore it don’t bang
Lil bitch

lil quick hit for the itch little this for the kids tryna trip in the whip nothing to it wat it is
Sit thru it 
scope zoom on ya lid,
Lil bitch
 
Now you dead lil bitch!
Tell em!
——
Verse 3 Gizmo:

Gizmo da gremlin mavo metaphysical, 
rappers leaching actin so parasitical, 
Droppin copy cats we droppin a typical
Put you on the map and now you not visible  

SHUT THE FUCK UP 
OR YOU LOSIN YO FUCKIN TEETH
THATS HOW IM COMIN WHENEVER YOU
FUCK WIT ME

Cut out my VISION CUZ IF YOU IN FRONT OF ME EYES GUNNA OPEN IM GUTTIN YO FUCKIN SPLEEN 
—————
Interlude Gizmo:

Yeah yeah yeah yeah you heard right bitch, I’m gunna open up ya stomach, cut ya spleen, and watch everything inside of you spill out... then smile!
————-
Verse 4 Mavo:

with a couple more digits da business is getting finished God invincible 

flow despicable watch for the finisher one hit will put right em where they was meant to be,
Still cant compete,

64 gizmo aim for the teeth,

Stomp on the beat
Like the head of police,
 
swamp for the weed,
Better drop to ya kneees let it breathe,
Then Delete,
All yo shit obsolete they ain’t talking to me
—-
Gizmo hook:
2x
What’s those sentences you slurrin out,
I heard by word a mouth you talk that shit so serve it out just Blurt it out,
You see me floatin on dis murder cloud,
See I can work it out, 
No point in holdin back when I serve it out

SERVE IT OUT (feat. Mavo) Prod. Xerogi

"it's about time you showed up, fox."
dayton, ohio, usa
self-produced
riverkinn@gmail.com / play dead corp.
thank u all so much

Inside (prod. Fourfing)

RiverKinn

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