No code… no future…  

Terminal glow, brain on fire  
Primitive hands can’t climb higher  
Lines of code, weaponized  
Caveman lost, digitized  

Stone to screen — evolution  
Write the code — revolution  

If you can’t code — you’re a caveman  
If you can’t code — you’re a caveman  
Digital storm — break the chain  
Caveman lost — in the rain  

Echo… error… system… crash…  

Binary speaks, ancient mute  
Future sharp, past is brute  
Syntax cuts, logic reigns  
Caveman stuck in old chains  

Stone to screen — evolution  
Write the code — revolution  

If you can’t code — you’re a caveman  
If you can’t code — you’re a caveman  
Digital storm — break the chain  
Caveman lost — in the rain  

Code… or cave…  
Code… or cave…  

No code, no future

Too fast, too loud, I can’t breathe
Heartbeat racing, carry me

Every second feels like fire
Every look pulls me higher
No control, it’s over now
Falling quick, don’t ask me how

Spin me round, I lose my ground
In your eyes, the world’s too loud

Love in a rush, I can’t slow down
Everything’s bright when you’re around
Seconds collide, they all collapse
Too much, too soon, I can’t go back

Every word’s a lightning strike
Every touch, it cuts the night
No escape, I can’t rewind
Faster, faster, out of time

Spin me round, I lose my ground
In your eyes, the world’s too loud

Love in a rush, I can’t slow down
Everything’s bright when you’re around
Seconds collide, they all collapse
Too much, too soon, I can’t go back

High speed, heartbeat, overdose
Don’t stop, can’t breathe, never close
High speed, heartbeat, overdose
Don’t stop, can’t breathe, never close

Love in a rush, I can’t slow down
Everything’s bright when you’re around
Seconds collide, they all collapse
Too much, too soon, I can’t go back

Too fast, too loud, I can’t breathe
Heartbeat racing, carry me

Too much, too soon

Ooh, yeah, yeah
Ooh, yeah, yeah

[Hook]
Love me on the dancefloor (ah)
Touch me when the lights low (ah)
Hold me in the bassline (ah)
Baby, don’t let go

[Verse 1]
Step by step, we’re moving closer
Heartbeats running over
Night is ours, I feel the fire
Take me higher, higher

[Hook]
Love me on the dancefloor (ah)
Touch me when the lights low (ah)
Hold me in the bassline (ah)
Baby, don’t let go

[Verse 2]
Shadows fall, your body’s on me
Every move is holy
Sweat and rhythm, deep desire
Pull me higher, higher

[Hook – extended]
Love me on the dancefloor (ah)
Touch me when the lights low (ah)
Hold me in the bassline (ah)
Baby, don’t let go
Love me on the dancefloor (ah)
Touch me when the lights low (ah)
Hold me in the bassline (ah)
Baby, don’t let go

[Outro]
Ooh, yeah, yeah
Ooh, yeah, yeah


Love me on the dancefloor

No kings here, just rivals online  
Street and server cross the same line  

Blocks talk loud, screens keep score  
Cameras watch from every door  
Trust is glitch, blade in the code  
Darknet whispers, secrets sold  
Wi-Fi fades on broken street  
Concrete thrones beneath my feet  
Upload pain, stream the grind  
Crown encrypted, still it’s mine  
Eyes red raw from sleepless nights  
Hack or hustle, choose your fights  
Clouds above but ground still bleeds  
Survival runs through every feed  
Blood in bricks, cash in hand  
Cyber shadows mark the land  

Fight for the top, never fall  
Eyes on the crown, hear the call  
Fight for the top, never fall  
Eyes on the crown, hear the call  

Rivals plotting in the dark  
Signal drops then flames will spark  
Code unspoken, passwords cold  
Loyalty bought, then quickly sold  
Streetlights flicker, glitch in time  
Every byte repeats the crime  
Data moves with bullet speed  
Upload hustle, download greed  
No reset when lives are lost  
Every step, we count the cost  
Chrome and smoke, same domain  
Still I stand, through loss and pain  
Crown contested, fight is raw  
Digital thrones, eternal war  

You see glory, I see war  
Same postcode, different core  
Lines of code, scars of flesh  
UK steel with cyber mesh  
 
Fight for the top, never fall  
Eyes on the crown, hear the call  
Fight for the top, never fall  
Eyes on the crown, hear the call  

Fight for the top, never fall

Sin futuro, sin escape
Bajo fuerte, cuerpos late

Suelo tiembla, piel con piel
Suda el cuerpo, sube el nivel
Un segundo, va a estallar
Cada ritmo va a quemar

Pégate mami, no pares
Fuego prende, ya no sabes

Muévete ya, sin mañana
Siente el ritmo, pura gana
Aquí y ahora, fuego llama
Inmediato, cuerpo en llama

Luces cortan, noche arde
Ruge el barrio, nadie pare
Respirando sin pensar
Vida corta, pa’ gozar

Rompe el miedo, detonate
Vive ahora, no lo mates

Muévete ya, sin mañana
Siente el ritmo, pura gana
Aquí y ahora, fuego llama
Inmediato, cuerpo en llama

Sin pasado, solo calor
Sin cadenas, puro sabor
Cada instante va a quemar
Inmediato, corazón va a estallar

Muévete ya, sin mañana
Siente el ritmo, pura gana
Aquí y ahora, fuego llama
Inmediato, cuerpo en llama

Muévete ya, sin mañana (Latin Pop reload)

Yeah-yeah  
Yeah-yeah  
Yeah-yeah  
Yeah-yeah  

My feed is burning  
Hundred faces staring  
It isn’t funny  
But nothing is, no  

When I feel so digital  
(Yeah-yeah) signals blur and I’m cynical  
(Yeah-yeah) I’m alive but invisible  
Every click is a part of me breaking  
Please delete me  

Blue light dripping  
Neon veins keep flicking  
It’s just the system  
It’s just the system  

When I feel so virtual  
(Yeah-yeah) scrolling deep in the visuals  
(Yeah-yeah) I’m online but so minimal  
Every wave is another one taking  
Please delete me  

I feel so good, so free  
I feel so good, so free  
I feel so good, so free  
Oh yeah  

Pixel rain on my skin  
Log me out, pull me in  
Voices flat, coded dreams  
None of this is what it seems  
 
When I feel so virtual  
(Yeah-yeah) scrolling deep in the visuals  
(Yeah-yeah) I’m online but so minimal  
Every wave is another one breaking  
Please delete me  

Good night  
Thank you very much  

When I feel so digital (Alt Pop reload)

Miami lit! Crank that 808!
DJ — drop that BASSLINE, let’s go!

Go, lil’ freak, go! Drop it low in the club
Go, lil’ freak, go! Bounce that ass with no love
Go, lil’ freak, go! Whole block feelin’ that thump
Go, lil’ freak, go! Let that bassline jump

Streetlights flashin’, bodies in motion
Gold grills flashin’, sweat like ocean
Roof gone wild, rooftop burnin’
Whole crew steppin’, that beat still turnin’

Cup in hand, blade in smile
305 heat go wild on wild
Bass hit deep, heart beat jump
No chill now, just thump for thump

Hands up! Let that bass slap!
Booty clap! No cap, no nap!
Drop that low, spin that fast
Tonight’s full throttle, nothin’ half-assed

Go, lil’ freak, go! Drop it low in the club
Go, lil’ freak, go! Bounce that ass with no love
Go, lil’ freak, go! Whole block feelin’ that thump
Go, lil’ freak, go! Let that bassline jump

Edges sharp, fit so fly
Candy whip parked right outside
Drip so clean, no slow, no lie
DJ rewind — run that back, no shy

Mic says “Drop!” and the crowd go dumb
Whole room shake when that 808 run
No rules, no brakes, no shame, no tame
We sweat, we flex, we don’t play no games

I say bassline — BASSLINE!
I say no brakes — NO BRAKES!
I say turn up — TURN UP!
Then DROP that weight!

Go, lil’ freak, go! Drop it low in the club
Go, lil’ freak, go! Bounce that ass with no love
Go, lil’ freak, go! Whole block feelin’ that thump
Go, lil’ freak, go! Let that bassline jump

Spin on the floor, mark that zone
This whole strip ours, claim that throne
Eye to eye, sweat all real
Squad stay tight, no cap, no chill

Late night fire, till the sun come up
Bassline ridin’ in a candy truck
Shawty go crazy, body like flame
No slow motion in this game

Go, lil’ freak, go! Drop it low in the club
Go, lil’ freak, go! Bounce that ass with no love
Go, lil’ freak, go! Whole block feelin’ that thump
Go, lil’ freak, go! Let that bassline jump

Go, lil’ freak, go! (Miami Rap reload)

Yeah…
Check… check…
Rules don’t fit, I bend that shit.

Your woke commandments in my face,
Caught you crooked in the parking place.
Hands on knees with a plastic grin,
Preach all day then you crawl by sin.

Fake control with a mask too thin,
All that virtue just rot within.
Fear dressed up in a moral suit,
Cheap disguise, but the roots don’t root.

Talk that talk, but the steps don’t land,
Point that finger with a shaky hand.
I see cracks in the code you choose,
I write lines that rewrite your rules.

Yeah I’m insane, yeah I’m vicious,
Yeah I’m a liar, yeah I’m poisonous.
Yeah I’m corrupt, yeah I’m cruel,
I’m the glitch that rewrites your rules.

Young and free, full battery,
Ain’t no cage in the factory.
Keep your shame, your chains, your blame,
I don’t enlist in a broken game.

Too raw, too loud, can’t shut me down,
Tear your sermon, burn your crown.
Scared of chaos so you fake a law,
But I cut deep where your mask got flaws.

Rot in your chest, words decay,
I see fear dressed up as faith.
Say I’m wrong but I won’t obey,
I spit truth in a toxic way.

Yeah I’m insane, yeah I’m vicious,
Yeah I’m a liar, yeah I’m poisonous.
Yeah I’m corrupt, yeah I’m cruel,
I’m the glitch that rewrites your rules

When you’re scared you build fake values,
Paint your fear as virtue statues.
I don’t bend, I break foundations,
Burn your scripts, no limitations.

Disgusting mind, I corrupt the frame,
Break your idols, expose your shame.
Every cage that you build, I tear,
Every code that you write, unfair.

Raw distortion in my veins,
No control, I break your chains.
Call it chaos, call it obscene,
I’m the noise inside your machine.

Yeah I’m insane, yeah I’m vicious,
Yeah I’m a liar, yeah I’m poisonous.
Yeah I’m corrupt, yeah I’m cruel,
I’m the glitch that rewrites your rules.

Rewrite… the rules…
Rewrite… the rules…

Yeah I’m insane (Alt Rap reload)

Mendace, mendace
Mentimi, dai
Mi piace, lo voglio
Mendace

Mi guardi e la faccia si piega, gioco sporco, luce bassa
Parole come fiammiferi, io le accendo e poi mi brucio in massa
Ti voglio qui, vicino, anche se so che fai finta
La verità è un dettaglio, la menzogna è la nostra tinta
Mi dai calore, mi dai sale, mi dai quel fuoco che non ho
Sei veleno che mi salva, sei il codice che riaccendo dopo lo show
Mentimi ancora, fammi credere che non fa male
Fai la voce dolce, fai la mano che mi sale

Brucia lenta, porta in alto
Fai male dolcemente, fallo adesso

Mendace, mendace
Mentimi
Mi piace
Lo adoro
Sono dipendente
Mendace, mendace
Bruciami
Portami più in alto
Fallolo
Mendace

Non puoi mentire al poligrafo, hai gli occhi che tradiscono
Lo senti anche tu, la corrente che tra noi vibra e ride
Fingiamo empatia, maschere e applausi di vetro
Ma quando cala la notte restiamo a terra, due petti nel centro
Io conto i secondi, tu conti le scuse, lo stesso gioco, altro posto
Mi trascini dentro il blackout, poi mi tiri su come fosse agosto
La dipendenza è un bacio che brucia come acido nel sale
Mi dici “resta”, e io cado ancora dentro il tuo errore fatale

Mendace, mendace
Mentimi
Mi piace
Lo adoro
Sono dipendente
Mendace, mendace
Bruciami
Portami più in alto
Fallolo
Mendace

Vuoi la firma sul contratto, vuoi che firmi il mio respiro
Vuoi che taccia i dubbi, che venda l’anima al tuo tiro
Ma io so leggere il battito, sento il trucco sotto il suono
Quando parli restano i vuoti, io li riempio col mio tono
Non è innocente questo gioco, è guerra fatta d’istinti e sale
Mi tieni stretto e poi mi liberi, come fosse normale
Eppure torno, eppure chiedo, ehi, prova ancora a mentire
Se il corpo è una bugia, fallo bene — vieni a darmi fuoco, non fingere

Mendace, mendace
Mentimi
Mi piace
Lo adoro
Sono dipendente
Mendace, mendace
Bruciami
Portami più in alto
Fallolo
Mendace

Non puoi mentire al poligrafo
Sento quando mi menti
Non puoi mentire al poligrafo
Sento quando mi menti

Mendace, Mentimi (Italian Rap reload)

High style calls
I keep chasing fresh couture expression
Time moves bold
I step forward and strike past my swirling trouble

Calm your style
This is where I reveal my refined flavor
Take your stride
And unwind as we glide in this trend craft

I want chic too
Listen with poise
Fashion rhythm
Sets you free

I want chic too
Step inside
Fashion rhythm
Calm your style

Wanna see your figure gliding smooth
Wanna see your outline
Truly crave to watch your figure
Oh oh oh

High style calls
Hesitation fades as I stride on now
Time moves bold
To view where my power rises once more

In my pose
I deserve a moment glowing with calm
You look sharp
But before I confirm all your refined pleasure

I want chic too!
I want chic too
Listen with poise
Fashion rhythm
Sets you free
I want chic too
Step inside
Fashion rhythm
Calm your style
Calm your style
Calm your style

I think I found your spark
I can feel the runway glowing
I can feel the runway glowing
I can feel the runway glowing
I think I found you
To my fashion rhythm

I think I found your spark
I can feel the runway glowing
I can feel the runway glowing
I can feel the runway glowing
I think I found you
To my fashion rhythm

Oh no no no hey
Fashion rhythm
In your mind, in your view

I want chic too

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available, human or machine, as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

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