Whistlin Sixes

No Brakes - TroyBoi (LABWRK Bootleg)

Little dnb bootle of the iconic song 6 Underground by the sneaker pimps!

6 Underground Bootleg

forgive me father for i have synthed
Shout out @tbhcollective
thanks for listening <3

Tracklist : on.soundcloud.com/KzzLqnSWk4tLWY7t5

- Sam Regalo - Get Em Up
- Shlump - Drum Beats Go Like
- Wubaholics - DEVOWR. & finneh - A FIYAH BEAT
- DAGGZ - Shades - Two One Six (Daggz Edit)
- Aspire Higher - TOPAZ - Silent Groove {Aspire Higher Tune Tuesday Exclusive}
- ATLiens - BE YOUR GHOST (feat. RONIIT)
- TripSitter - DEVOWR. - Wonkstar (TripSitter Remix)
- Baby Keem - Trademark USA (STVSH FLIP)
- Vibe Emissions - Turning Up The Boom
- Deep Dark & Dangerous - TRUTH - Leviathan (DDD119)
- Wubaholics - detre - Whind
- GLTY - Paul Wall - Sittin Sidewayz (GLTY Flip)
- earth Hz - Stamoulo - To the Death
- Aspire Higher - Moon Lotus - Constantly Becoming feat. Eyetrip
- Bvckets - system:test (vip)
- One True God - One True God x St. Mary - Sippin
- THELEM - Lose Footing
- MorFlo Records - Shanghai Doom & DAIZY - Facedropper
- Deep Dark & Dangerous - Stylust & Ashez - The Elephant (DDD122)
- Chairless - CLIP
- VCTRE - Trail of Nothing
- Rude Service - MYRIAS - N.D.E.
- TRIP DROP - W.T.V - TRIP DROP Ft. Skinny Limbs
- Shanghai Doom - Notorious B.I.G. - Big Poppa (Shanghai Doom Flip)
- MorFlo Records - Yoko - Sike!
- Star Monster - Dimensions
- SPADES - Collision
- Wakaan - Ravenscoon, Pathwey - Ritual [Flozone Remix]
- No Hype Music - FRESH BVKED x shwiLLy - Orbyte
- Gravitas Music - smol & Omnist - Yu & Me
- Kanine - Division
- K Motionz - Infinite (Freedom)
- Magnetude - Falling
- Konflict - Messiah (Magnetude Remix)
- Misanthrop & Synergy - Slap the Ghost
- Skellytn, Honey-B-Sweet - Control
- Pythius - Burn 'Em Down
- Levela, LaMeduza - Bang Bang
- Ben Duffy, Kove - Echoes
- Deploy - Heartbeat (Extended Club Mix)
- Monrroe - As I Fall Ft. Sydney
- Alix Perez - CRL
- Imanu, The Caracal Project - Neiges
- Camo & Krooked, Mefjus - Lies

Prayers Of The Renegade

My growth as as artist FEELS stagnant, but I know deep in my bones.. It hasn't been.  This mix is deeper than my previous demos but it features 2 of my own IDs (they're works in progress) as well as a handful of artists and friends' work that inspires me to keep going.  There's some storytelling, euphoric moments, moments of dance and liberation.

In the dark we find our light. 

I don't know what this year holds, but I'm not holding back.

2025.PROMO.MIX

Random Equation

Free Download

for the babes of bass! My mix submission to open for Mantra Sounds at Bass N Blaze 04/19 ❤️ love the chance to showcase my 140/experimental bass selection so much fun, hope u love it! 

Babes N Blaze Opener Mix Submission 🔥

𝘌𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴, 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥,
𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥.
𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮, 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘦,
𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦.

𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘦,
𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦.

Caveman

The world had long since ceased to recognise its own reflection. It had turned inward, where cities had become tombs, their streets covered in vine, their spires turned to ash. The sky, no longer blue, had bled into the earth’s grief, where the color of the air was neither day nor night - a dark pall that stretched endlessly. It was not an apocalypse. It was the aftertaste of one. The moment when the fire of humanity had extinguished, and only the embers remained.

They moved through these ruins like a myth made flesh, for none could remember the tales that had once been told. She had no feet, no shadow. Her presence was an impression, something that lingered in the corners of the crumbling cities, at the edges of the forgotten heavens, at the fractured edges of time itself. She moved, but not in the sense that one moves from place to place. She shifted—like a thought in the mind of the universe, a thought that would never be fully realized, for it was too vast and too small at once.

She was the last of something. The residue of a species whose name had been lost, whose essence was too tangled in the ether to grasp. But she wasn’t alone. From her, in the hollow places where humanity’s dreams once festered, came the echoes of others—fragments of women, disembodied in their essence. They were not clones, nor were they shadows of the Ultra-Fem. They were ideas, memories, parts of things long gone. Some of them had faces. Some had no faces at all. Some were still clothed in the remnants of what they had once been: ancient fabrics of forgotten civilizations, necklaces of old metal and bone, tattoos that spiraled like storms upon their skin.

They followed her, not in obedience, but in resonance. They had been drawn to her, like sparks drawn to fire, because she was the last idea, the last longing—the culmination of their existence.

Whistlin Sixes

Skyryder