Black lungs
White liver
Waking up in cold sweats
With night shivers
I can't read the sign
So tell me what it's supposed to be
Entities they got a hold on me
In the Maelstrom til it's back to basics
Maybe I can make it painless
Next time that I try, I'll reside with all the bodies in the basement 

Keep the story oscillating 

I'll be in the graveyard drinking til I'm decomposing
Boutta take it real far
Smoking til I see necrosis
I've been shedding skin
Suddenly you're hoping I'll be stepping in
But don't depend
There's no chance on that won't be coming back again
I'm fucking done

(So tell what is it supposed to be,
Entities they got a hold on me
In the graveyard, where I'm supposed to be,
Entities they got a hold on me)

Black lungs,
White liver

My life, deep sighs what are you saying
By no means could that be helping the situation
Left with no time, so my life slowly decaying
My psyche barely surviving the altercation but

I wanna be that
Monstrosity bursting out all over the cement
I'm chewing cheap fat
The ricocheting of strays pulling your face back

I'll be in the graveyard drinking til I'm decomposing
Boutta take it real far
Smoking til I see necrosis
I've been shedding skin
Suddenly you're hoping I'll be stepping in
But don't depend
There's no chance on that won't be coming back again
I'm fucking done

(So tell what is it supposed to be,
Entities they got a hold on me
In the graveyard, where I'm supposed to be,
Entities they got a hold on me)

Black lungs, white liver

Peak curiosity foolishly because I can hardly speak
Pardon me I don't understand your philosophy
The white lies I can't hide dragging me underneath
Declining before I could even compete
I'm gonna blow

I wanna be that
Monstrosity bursting out on the cement

I'll be in the graveyard drinking til I'm decomposing
Boutta take it real far
Smoking til I see necrosis
I've been shedding skin
Suddenly you're hoping I'll be stepping in
But don't depend
There's no chance on that won't be coming back again
I'm fucking done

Entities

Dee Jay Prism - The Dusty Road DJPM Brit

If you can't tell what you're missing
Blurring up the lines like a bitch with double vision
You could never re-decide
Cup of lye, to wind up missing

Courier of flies, tantalized by submission
Fizzing liquid, to cover-up bad decisions

For the last time, culprit awoken by deicide
Mixing cyanide, waiving the cautions of alkaline
You might bide some time, but I'mma cross the line
And let my mind unwind, I put the witch to light
See?

Ducking anybody, carry on the myth of better living
Very scary, in a minute, I'll be pissing out straight venom
It's the liquor, self-inflicted, bleached my liver
New envision, I should quiet the blight before the blight
Start bitchin'

No dough for the 40 these days
My fault, i prefer green anyways
My god, burn it all til I'm unmade
Smoke straight to the face like a freight train

If you can't tell what you're missing
Blurring up the lines like a bitch with double vision
You could never re-decide
Cup of lye, to wind up missing

Courier of flies, tantalized by submission
Fizzing liquid, to cover-up bad decisions

Did you see that?
Gold strapped purple sack, fact, that's a relapse
Double cup, not enough to cope with the recap

Cold cuts, bone thugs, snap to the beat track
I'll remap, GPS signal lost
Wound up in a town that's seeming sunny
But I'm looking like a lost cause
Nobody gonna try to fish me out of the bog moss
Made me wish I wasn't swimming with the Foie Gras

If you can't tell what you're missing
Blurring up the lines like a bitch with double vision
You could never re-decide
Cup of lye, to wind up missing

Courier of flies, tantalized by submission
Fizzing liquid, to cover-up bad decisions

For the last time, culprit awoken by deicide
Mixing cyanide, waiving the cautions of alkaline
You might bide some time, but I'mma cross the line
And let my mind unwind, I put the witch to light
See?

Swill 40

G-8zero - Fuck Fascism, Lets Dance -  (Gorgeous Roy & S8Z) [pre-master]

Blood Stains

Like a knee to the face!   Made some more edits, I may do more later.

V-Trigger

big sound this is what I like

Does anybody remember when i used to try and make deep, dark, brooding techno? And yes, that synth needs turning down, i know, i know.

Twisted (Updated, 31/7/25, 138.BPM)

I’m in love with your moves.. 
come closer… 
Everything will be okay…

Made some slight edits. IDK if it changed anything though lol. I thought it was solid when first uploaded, but tried to adjust sound, and timing.

Some Samples, mostly vocals were from Splice, and stuff I had collected over time. 

Edit: I lowered the clap a little bit, as it was a bit too loud.

Your Rhythm

TAKEOFF

Wallpaper

The Sounds Of James is a producer/beatmaker from New York City, known for crafting music across a wide spectrum of genres, including Hip-Hop, House, Techno, Drum & Bass, and more. Rather than settling into one sound, he reinvents himself with each project, exploring the unique textures, rhythms, and structures that define these styles while blending them with an unconventional, experimental edge.  

His approach is deeply rooted in pushing sonic boundaries - layering intricate drum patterns, manipulating sound design, and incorporating unexpected elements that challenge traditional genre norms. Whether it’s the raw energy of Drum & Bass, or the hypnotic groove of House, the old Boom-Bap style with a Glitchy twist, every release is a testament to his commitment to artistic evolution.  

By constantly reshaping his creative direction, The Sounds Of James ensures that no two projects sound alike, offering listeners a fresh and immersive experience with each release. His mission is not just to produce music but to expand musical horizons, engaging a diverse audience that appreciates innovation and unpredictability in sound.