Dance Battle: Ruby vs. Reba is a crunk cipher staged as a showdown between archetypes of scandalous women. Set against pounding beats and audience applause, the track unfolds like a midnight revue where pearls clash with rhinestones, and every move is a gamble. A detective’s radio monologue frames the duel: “Two women, one spotlight. Pearls against rhinestones. Who plays the game… and who gets played?”

Verses weave through Hollywood’s scandalous past — from Pre‑Code sirens and burlesque queens to femme fatales and jungle dames — exposing how women bent the rules, complicated the ingénue, and redefined power on screen. The chorus drives home the theme: She’s playin’ the game, and the game plays you.

With spoken word interludes, historical references, and nods to icons like Josephine Baker and Tallulah Bankhead, the track fuses crunk battle energy with cinematic storytelling. It’s raw, playful, and subversive — a musical dance‑off that celebrates scandal, survival, and the art of breaking rules.

Complicating the Ingénue

Sugar’s Home is a playful fusion of comedy, seduction, and soulful groove — a track that blurs the line between absurd theater and intimate confession. Adapted from Sugar Tone, it unfolds like a cabaret sketch: a dancer balancing a sandwich, pulling audience members through the fourth wall, even pickpocketing under her spell, while a silent “Creepy Guy” stacks money in the shadows.

The verses deliver smooth, R&B‑infused poetry about healing touch and sugar‑sweet devotion, while the chorus flips into comic relief — “Sugar’s home… and a sandwich.” Soul claps, spoken word interludes, and gospel‑tinged affirmations (“The power of life and death is in the tongue”) elevate the track into something both humorous and heartfelt.

At its core, Sugar’s Home is Ruby Hustle’s stage of seduction: a love song wrapped in satire, a comedy sketch wrapped in groove. It’s a testimony to the power of words, the absurdity of desire, and the mystery of whether Ruby herself has become the target.

Sugar's Home

Description: Club Surrender is a haunting spoken‑word track adapted from GT McCoy’s poem Ev’nin at Ruby’s. Told through the unreliable narration of a man “just chillin’ in the parlor,” the song paints a vivid portrait of Ruby — a dancer caught between allure and survival, glamour and danger.

The verses move like a noir monologue, describing Ruby’s garters, perfume, and stage presence while questioning her choices, her children, and her inner sense of self. The chorus echoes like a warning: She’s no contender, sweet and tender, losing her innocence at Club Surrender.

Layered with imagery of voyeurs, businessmen, ex‑offenders, and “good girls drafted to a bad team,” the track exposes the blurred line between performance and exploitation. By the end, Ruby disappears — her absence marked only by a tiny headline in the morning paper: “Mother of three missing, poof, gone.”

Dark, cinematic, and unsettling, Club Surrender is both a character study and a cautionary tale. It mixes seduction with suspicion, comedy with tragedy, leaving listeners to wonder: was Ruby playing the game, or was the game playing her?

Club Surrender (Ruby)

Inside My Little Black Box opens Act I with a trap‑cabaret fusion that transforms the stage into a living mystery. The track begins with a theatrical spoken intro — “The guests have arrived…” — before bursting into fan‑dance rhythms, soul claps, and bass hits that implicate the audience as part of the show.

Verses weave playful seduction with poetic testimony: fishnets, tilted Stetsons, and Cupid’s muse set the scene for a night of taboos broken and lovers drawn closer. The chorus becomes a mantra of spectacle — “Inside my little black box, a question stirs, the answer shocks. Comedy, music, dance, and rhyme… Blow me a kiss, baby, it’s showtime.”

With detectives weaving through the crowd and spoken‑word chants that promise love and revelation, the track blurs cabaret, trap, and theater into one immersive performance. It’s bold, cheeky, and intoxicating — a musical invitation to step inside the black box, where every guest becomes part of the story.

Inside My Little Black Box - Coffy Box Rom~Com Show Opener

Unpimpable is the untouchable dancer’s anthem — a bold declaration of power, resilience, and self‑worth. Set against the backdrop of Reba’s failed seduction, the track contrasts aloof confidence with the traps of exploitation.

The verses flow like silk and steel, weaving imagery of Cinderella dreams, John Henry strength, and the unbreakable wishbone of survival. The pre‑chorus flips into playful bravado — “How’s your pimping feel tonight? My pimping feels right.” — while the chorus delivers the hard truth: They don’t need your body, they already got your mind.

This is a song about refusing commodification, rejecting manipulation, and standing firm in identity. With trap‑cabaret swagger and lyrical grit, Unpimpable becomes both a performance piece and a manifesto: no price can afford dignity, no game can break the backbone of belief.

Unpimpable

Dazzlin’ Darlin’ is the mistress’s anthem — a trap‑cabaret fusion that flaunts power, mocks wives, and revels in unapologetic seduction. Adapted from Jessica Holter’s Dazzlin’ Darlin’ poem, the track sparkles with spoken word sass, whispered taunts, and choruses that drip with razzle‑dazzle confidence.

Verses paint the portrait of a woman who thrives on attention and influence, sipping corporate secrets, flipping stock tips, and dazzling men into submission. The bridge and breakdown push the satire further, turning “gold‑digger” accusations into a manifesto of self‑possession: Don’t hate a ho… Love a ho. Let’s have lunch.

With its mix of humor, bravado, and biting social commentary, Dazzlin’ Darlin’ exposes the contradictions of patriarchy while celebrating the mistress’s untouchable allure. It’s bold, cheeky, and intoxicating — a performance piece that turns scandal into spectacle.

Dazzlin' Darlin'

Music is Dead

Warning: This track is pure, seductive poison. "I Am the Perfume" is a hypnotic, dark masterpiece where the Female Mezzo voice is intimate, chilling, and utterly commanding. The sound is supported by a minimalist bass line and the relentless tick of an old clock, creating suspense and tension.

The Perfume is personified as a beautiful, deadly force: "I am destiny in a bottle." The vocals, delivered with intense ASMR whisper vibes, promise oblivion and poison. It describes desire as a silent infiltration: you think you're wearing the scent, but it's wearing you, slowly draining you until you are empty. It's sexy, darkly intelligent, and the perfect soundtrack for a moment where surrender is inevitable.
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Préparez-vous à une immersion totale. « Je Suis le Parfum » n'est pas une chanson, c'est un sortilège auditif. La voix Mezzo vous enveloppe immédiatement, sensuelle et glaciale, avec des vibrations ASMR qui vous glissent sur la peau.

Le rythme est hypnotique, soutenu par la contrebasse et un vieux tic-tac d’horloge qui annonce que le temps vous est compté. Le Parfum prend vie : c’est l'oubli, le poison, le désir sans retour. Chaque chuchotement et soupir est une infiltration. Vous croyez le porter, mais c'est lui qui vous possède, vous vidant de votre substance jusqu'à ce qu'il ne reste plus rien. C'est sexy, dangereux, et absolument fascinant.

Je Suis le Parfum (I Am The Perfume)

Club Surrender Trap-Cabaret Remix written and arranged by Jessica Holter

Club Surrender (Trap-Cabaret Remix)

Witch Cabaret in a cheerful tone. The witches have been inspired by Steampunk.

Witch Cabaret

I found writing lyrics a new outlet for my creativity. As such, you all will have to suffer through the thoughts that go through my brain. Travel safe.

While i'm responsible for the lyrics and the general end result, i should emphasize that the actual sound is created with generative AI. I chose the sound, the voice, the genre and delivery and the general guidance of song structure and instrumentation. Build Ups, Instrumental breaks, Drops etc. are all placed by me and given input as best as the AI can handle it. With more granular tools and a better control over the generated audio my personal input will grow as well.

This account here isnt for promotional purposes. Its just simple placeholder and a showcase for our internal group. Its not meant to be "marketed" in soundcloud. We also DO NOT SEEK ANYONE'S ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS HERE. If u like what u hear? Cool. Or else? Still cool =)

50% of the songs here have been AI aided in the production phase but one thing remain constant here, the chords used, the lyrics, the tune are all original. We record one Verse/PC/C, and then AI will "gacha". All inconsistencies are edited with DAW. None of the songs on this channel here are finished complete productions. By doing this, we can ready a sample in less 3~4 days. If u still do not understand how wonderful this is for busy people with day time job, then good for u. Which means u have already ascended to the level that u make a huge killing from producing music =) 

Our group have lawyers, engineers, doctors and even ecologist etc. So its pure hobby for now but we are planning for bigger things. Afterall, many of the music on this channel are pure nostalgia from the 80s to 2010s. We recreate songs that we crave since more than half the group are boomers. =[

So no. Dont have to like the songs. =) We aint here to hunt for likes. We have other motives in our own production circle for 2026.

We are not musicians but dedicated collectors of Sindy and Susy dolls. The music is created for exhibitions using Cubase but also tested AI for future film projects and exhibitions. Previously, a primitive studio was used to creat CGI. We always strive for the music not to sound as childish as Barbie's. Club-Sindy has also received help from professional musicians who are established in the Swedish music industry. We are also grateful for the help Mr. Bear (Out of Focus) has given us.

Coffy Box Music — A Sonic Legacy of Truth & Communion

Coffy Box Music is the publishing arm of Holter Intellectual Property, Inc., a nonprofit founded by Jessica Holter to preserve and expand the cultural legacy of The Punany Poets. Since 1995, Holter’s groundbreaking work has fused spoken word, R&B, hip‑hop, gospel, and theatrical scoring into a living archive of Black love, intimacy, and truth‑telling.

From the HIP Archives to new collaborations, Coffy Box Music curates soundtracks that move between live performance and studio craft, blending radical testimony with soulful resonance. Our catalog features work with legendary producers and musicians including Lev Berlak (Too $hort, E‑40), D’Wayne Wiggins (Tony! Toni! Toné!), Femi Andrades, Keno Mapp, and sessions at The Grill Studios — each contributing to the sonic sanctuary of Holter’s poetic vision.

Today, Coffy Box Music expands into the future with Suno AI remixes and original productions for the forthcoming Truth Is a Trap House Listening Party Album. These new works remix Holter’s spoken word into genre‑bending tracks that carry the urgency of foster care testimony, gospel lament, and trap‑house grit into a modern soundscape.

We also offer custom songs for every occasion — birthdays, anniversaries, or “just because” moments — transforming your stories into one‑of‑a‑kind musical keepsakes. All music and entertainment curriculum is available through Holter Intellectual Property, Inc., ensuring that every track is not only art, but education, empowerment, and legacy.

Coffy Box Music is more than a label. It is a communal archive, a creative classroom, and a sonic revolution.

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