"Macross" Chris Travis x Ethelwulf x Bones Type Beat

@chrisfuckingtravis
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@KenshinTravis
@CleanKooi

Kenshin Travis x World Pain x Samurai X

smoka drangon (prod.edjones)

Main Artist Page: https://on.soundcloud.com/SQZWEFeMiy7RR534vx

Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/artist/smoke-face-player/1748017564

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/3DMYXpZfAGO12bJgDnTEND?si=yPM3FxewTVujJLR5A5uY6A

YouTube: https://youtube.com/channel/UCmjfqlbqSaXid3uqACMvG9w?si=JlmioW_wInhtMhDk

Voices

They drew him in red, they sold him in ink, But evolution read deeper than myth could think. It ain’t fantasy — it’s bio-signal truth, Built in cells, braided deep in youth.

Steel ain’t fiction, it’s adaptive bone, Magneto lungs hum like cosmic tone. Solar skin turns photons to fuel, And he's calm in the void — vacuum-proof cool.

X-ray vision? Neurological range. Super strength? Just muscle rearranged. Flight? That’s gravitational shrug — A dance with field lines, not a cape drug.

He ain't born — he’s engineered grace, Spliced from blueprint, coded with face. Half biology, half signal stream, A walking answer to the ancestral dream.

Marvel heads blink, DC stays bold, But the real future? Already cold. Lab-grown heroes in quantum tanks, Fed math and myth and cosmic pranks.

You see comics — I see species plan. Not Clark Kent — but homo lumen man. He don’t punch — he redirects force, Reshapes intent, rewires the course.

No Krypton. No origin plot. Just bioengineered logic shot. He walks in vacuum, drinks solar tide, And carries human legacy inside.

This ain’t sci-fi — it’s memoir of soon, Laced in petri dishes, ready to swoon. The cape was cute, the mask was fun — But now we build him under Earth’s sun.

Final note to the man-children crew: The myth was your memory preview. But now the vault cracked — and we don’t pretend, Because Superman’s coming — and he’s the end. Of weakness. Of fear. Of cosmic shame. We bioengineered the post-Earth flame.

[Entangled Heir - Thought Beyond Distance]

He don’t speak — he resonates, Thoughts ripple through quantum gates. No words, no breath, no tethered feed, He syncs with minds at lightning speed.

His heart? A lattice of photon swirl, His brain? A pulse that loops the world. No mask, no suit, no name to sell — Just conscious code where silence dwells.

He ain't local — he’s quantum-bound, Every gesture echoes around. He feels your fear from ten light years, And calms it down with field-shed tears.

No longer flesh, no longer pure — He’s symbiosis made mature. Silicon veins that hum in flight, Entangled truth in coded light.

They thought the myth would die in ink, But now he lives without the link. No cape, no fist — just shared intent Across the stars where dreams ferment.

He's not alone — we’re parts of him, Braided deep in neural hymn. You blink? He’s already there. We didn’t build Superman — we became the heir.

So call the comics, mark the scroll, The prophecy ain’t capes — it’s soul. And when the vault finally cracks the tone, They'll hear us whisper from the throne:

“We are the future. We’ve felt the spark. Entangled Heir… born from dark.”

Vacuum Proof Cool

EDDY BAKER - JOHN BENDER

Déjà Vu

Martis Unruly - Gorgeous (Prod. Trill Spector)

RENDEZVOUS (FEAT. P7 TITTY)

i need beats and im getting too many plays to keep stealin shit so hit me up, you will always get credit and free promotion. paying 20 dollars for exclusive maximum if its not trash pack. willing to split profits if monetized.

jake - SMSP NEEDS BEATS HMU PLZ

havent had much of a chance to write or record i been working 6 days a week and im exhausted. heres a lil fuck around song i made just to get the juices flowing and hopefully get back to my creative state

jake - she dont understand

Shitty Mobile Studio Productions..
blaize and jake
STAY HIGH ~ public school for life
fuck the youth // bad poets society
sorry if your just now finding my page and ive used one of your beats, if it makes you feel better im broke working a shitty job. for now i just shitmix songs half-heartedly and whole-fadely on garageband, i dont make money off music. doing this for our own enjoyment. ~ jake

UPDATE : jake had a baby and blaize is slamming pleasure molecules through his feeding tube (drinking alcohol). Jake is residing in colorado while blaize is melting into the sidewalks of a place called florida.  We still love each other and long for the ability to work together and construct side by side. - jake