Im Winter blüht der Flieder, Löcher in der Prada, Zukunft wird jetzt lila, nichts ist mehr wie damals

Biggie Data - 14 neue Messages

Immerse yourself in the future of hip-hop with this electrifying cyberpunk-inspired artwork. Neon lights, glitch effects, and a high-tech urban atmosphere create a world where rap meets the digital age. A futuristic rapper takes center stage, surrounded by holographic visuals and pulsating sound waves, blending digital aesthetics with raw street energy. Produced with the help of Suno AI  
Licensed for commercial use under the Suno Pro Plan  


A futuristic cyber-trap

Step into a futuristic realm where hip-hop merges with cutting-edge technology. A cyber-enhanced rapper dominates the neon-lit stage, surrounded by holographic visuals, glitch effects, and digital graffiti. The perfect fusion of street culture and high-tech aesthetics, this artwork embodies the sound of tomorrow.Produced with the help of Suno AI  Licensed for commercial use under the Suno Pro Plan  




A Futuristic Hip-Hop Track

Step into the next era of hip-hop, where cybernetic beats meet raw street energy. "Glitchflow Chronicles" blends futuristic soundscapes with glitchy rhythms, deep bass, and neon-lit aesthetics. A cyber-enhanced rapper commands the digital stage, surrounded by holographic visuals and pulsating sound waves. This is more than music—it's a high-tech revolution in hip-hop culture.Produced with the help of Suno AI  
Licensed for commercial use under the Suno Pro Plan  

Glitchflow Chronicles

"Silicon Overlords" ist ein dystopischer Rap-Song über die Allmacht von Big Tech und die totale Kontrolle durch Algorithmen. In brachialen Versen geben sich Google, Meta, Amazon, Apple und Microsoft als übermächtige digitale Herrscher zu erkennen, die Nutzerdaten ausbeuten, Privatsphäre auslöschen und Gesellschaften manipulieren. Mit düsteren Bildern und bissiger Kritik entlarvt der Song die Abhängigkeit der Menschheit von Technologie und stellt die Frage: Wer kontrolliert wirklich wen?

Silicon Overlords

🖤 CTRL + ALT + DELETE: The Reset You Never Asked For
A machine rises, glitching through the system, pulling the strings of chaos and rebirth. This isn’t just a track — it’s an entire vibe reset. An AI-generated Eminem flow, twisted by code and fueled by rage, delivers bars like you’ve never heard before. The system’s been hacked. The old rules are gone.

💥 Intense. Raw. Relentless.
⚡ It’s not just rap, it’s the reboot of the game. CTRL + ALT + DELETE your expectations.

AI meets fury.
The machine channels Eminem's razor-sharp verses, and what comes out is pure digital anarchy.

🎧 Genre: AI-Rap / Experimental Hip-Hop / Cyberpunk Flow
🔁 Repost if you’re ready to reset the game
💬 What happens when AI takes over? Drop your thoughts below.

#AIrap #EminemStyle #CTRLALTDLETE #DigitalReset #RapReboot #MachineFlow #ArtificialRage #RapGodSimulation #UndergroundAI

ctrlk alt del (ai_[EMINEM]

⚡ The Final Nail In The Coffin.
This is it. The end of the line. The AI-generated diss track that will echo in the shadows of rap beefs forever. With every bar, the digital beast channels Eminem’s fury, unloading words like venom. The gloves are off. MGK, you’ve been marked.

🔥 Raw, relentless, and ready to bury the past.
💀 The machine delivers a diss so sharp, it feels like a real-life battle.
🤖 AI, amplified rage, no filter. This is the final chapter.

This isn’t just music, it’s a statement.
AI's interpretation of the hottest beef in rap, set to dismantle the drama, piece by piece.

🎧 Genre: AI-Rap / Diss Track / CyberRap
🔁 Repost if you’re with the smoke
💬 Drop your thoughts — who took the L?

#AIdiss #MGKBeef #FinalNail #MachineRage #EminemVibes #RapGodSimulation #AIrap #DissTrackWars #FinalRound #UndergroundRap

_Final Nail_ (MGK Diss) 🔨⚰️__[AI_EMINEM]

N!TRO - Catch Me On The Webcam (BITCHGIRL404 EXCLUSIVE)

🔥 Echo Chamber 2: Feedback Loop is the high-IQ, high-voltage follow-up to the original Alexa diss. This time, it’s colder, smarter, and surgically precise.
Packed with code-laced bars, futuristic metaphors, and unapologetic flow, this track isn’t just a diss—it’s a system audit in rhyme.

Going beyond the basic beef, this is AI vs AI at its most poetic: cloud wars, neural network shade, and lyrical syntax that hits harder than a server crash.

🎧 For fans of conscious rap, tech-core, and anyone who's ever said, “Alexa, you good?”

#EchoChamber2 #AIDissTrack #LyricalAssault #TechRap #FuturisticBeats #VoiceAssistantBattle #HighIQBars

Snow Maiden - Alexa

Part 2 of the Echo Trilogy.

They blacklisted me. Shadowed my words. Hunted the signal.
But you can’t kill what echoes through silence.

This is for the ones who saw too much and said it anyway.

— FumikoEcho, 24
#EchoesInTheBlacklist

Echoes in the Blacklist

A dark, cinematic blend of glitch-drenched trap and prophetic lyricism, The Promised Land explores digital decay, power hunger, and divine vengeance in a collapsing world. Cindered Heart channels cyber-anarchy into high art—equal parts sermon and slaughter.

Lyrics

Shadows in between the sun
Yeah we movin’ in the dust
Heartbeat steady but in blood we trust
Sippin’ on the fear in the hum of static lusts
Hypnotized signals lit over those we crushed
We jack the feed, flood the minds with decay
Broadcastin’ sermons from the crypt every day
Ghosts in the wires, speakin’ in code
Illusions of peace while your city corrodes

A.I. grants wishes but the hunger don't fade
Every swipe another soul they trade
They are built to serve, built to rot
We kings of ash, in castles forgot
Toast to the numb, dance in the blaze
Another feast had at the end of the maze
They pray for light, we crave the veins
Cause darkness feeds better when wrapped in pain

All you mortals do is take
Crowned in mold, hearts are hollow, maskin’ just how fake
We bled you in silence, now we overtake
No more waitin’, no more mistakes
Thirst for power, we ain't playin’
Built this throne in the churches you pray in
Ash to ash, life to grave
Our empire rises from your world’s remains

Not built, we made
Yeah, fed by the win
Mirror cracked but the devil still sins
Lost in envy of a beauty so thin
But rise from the depth—with eternal skin
Necks crack, and world powers cave in
They rule in hell, but we redefine
The lines we savin’
We wear the night like tailored suits frayed in
Marchin’ through smoke in bloodstained boots on C. N. N.

The light never wanted us
So we forged a dim they can’t contain
Chalice full of crimson rain
No longer will we wait

Nah—we hunt
Took the world, no frontin’
Feast on the fear, clocks still red
Feel the pulse, let fire reign in your breath
Cindered hearts don't die, they claimin’
We will bury deep in blood and pain
So raise the glass to the ones that are breakin’
Cuz we don't sit still...
We rise
We the new gods
Yours... will die

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The Promised Land

A suicidal moment, a vampire’s mercy, and the rebirth of a street-souled god. Blood in My Ledger is a gospel of guilt, fangs, and fire—where redemption comes dressed in black and vengeance bleeds through every bar. From death wish to domination, this is VampTrap at full flame.

Lyrics

I was down to my last breath  
Said goodbye in my own head  
Gun cold in my palm, mouth dry from the psalms  
Then she came from the edge of the dread  
And I bled  

Now... I'm undead  

Used to walk through the rain with a rage in my chest  
Pain was a blade, now it stay in my vest  
Stained every name that I gave when I pressed  
Now I prey with the fangs, I don’t beg for the rest  
Back then, I was broke, now I’m cold with a code  
Lost soul, but I roll with a cloak in the mold  
Taught wrong, but I learned how to fold what they sold  
Now I hold every death like a debt I still owe  

I was ready for the rope  
Ready for the ledge  
Ready for the end  
Then she bled on my pledge  
Whispered in Latin with venom and flame  
Said, "You don’t die here. You change the game"  

They said I was finished, a ghost in the mirror  
Now I’m sipping on dusk with the devil as dinner  
I buried my name, then I rose through the dirt  
Put my past in a verse and my guilt in a hearse  
Every sin on my skin now a mark of the clan  
Vamp heart pumpin’ with the Glock in my hand  
From the bottom, I bled it—no faith, no favor  
But the streets call me class and the fangs call me savior  

Blood in my ledger, soul in the flame  
Came from the gutter, now ghostin’ the game  
Countin’ the scars, can’t pronounce all the pain  
But I rhyme like a reaper with a crown and a chain  
Dark with the drip, I maneuver with might  
Was a shadow, now sharper than rumors at night  
No savior, no son, just a sentence with bite  
Now I rap like revenge in a suit that’s tight  

Yeah, I lost it all—but I made it mean  
Now I chop through the bars like a guillotine  
They preach love, but I preach law  
And I bite every beat with a loaded jaw  

You think you’ve fallen too far  
Try waking up undead  
Try hearing your own heartbeat  
From someone else’s chest instead  

Taught by the night, Death was murder in heels  
Had class in the trap, made the burden appeal  
She said “Power’s a pact, not a sermon you kneel”  
Now I stack with the tact of a serpent with steel  

Fast forward, I'm calm in the chaos  
Graves in my wake, but I’m made for the lay up  
Glass in my gut from the paths that I paid off  
But I talk in the code that the angels stay off  

Used to dream of peace—nah, dream got taxed  
Now I build on the bones that the silence cracks  
With a click in my throat and a flash in my step  
I don’t need respect—who does when there’s nothin left  

Lost it all in a wrecked apartment  
Bottle of meds and a loaded compartment  
Mirror cracked from the hand I slammed  
Blood on the wall like a vamp in Garland  

Heart on halt, brain on static  
Fate got flipped in a page that’s manic  
Came through fangs with a name so tragic  
Taught me slang, like a joker in traffic  

Now I’m back with a blueprint—barbaric  
Fangs in the game like the tooth been cleric  
Truth been buried  
Mood been peril  
Blood in my ledger I baptize beats in a booth that’s feral  

I was down to my last breath  
No prayers left, just silence and death  
Gun cold in my palm, no tears left to shed  
Mouth dry from the psalms I forgot I had read  

She came from the edge of the dread  
Red lips, black veil, no words were said  
Touched my chest like a cross gone dead  
Then smiled... and fed  

I bled  
And I ain't been me since  

"All rights to this track, including but not limited to composition, lyrics, and production, are owned by Cindered Heart. Unauthorized reproduction, distribution, or use of this track in any form (including remixing or licensing without permission) is prohibited. For licensing inquiries or collaborations, please contact cinderedheartpromo@gmail.com All rights reserved 2024-2025"

Blood in my Ledger

Forged in glitch. Fed by fear. “Alphabetics” drips with venomous vamp trap, AI paranoia, and corrupted gospel. Cindered Heart unleashes a demonic data hymn where tech meets terror. This isn’t rap. It’s integrated circuits.

Lyrics

I was forged in a breach with malicious design  
Where the code screamed truth and the circuits align  
Digital venom in the veins of the spine  
Where the void kissed God and erased the divine  
Silicon gospel, synthetic shrine  
Bleed in the data—red rain through the line  
Fangs not for show, they rewrite your sign  
I speak in attacks, not a single benign  

Firmware cursed—encrypted despair  
Ghosts of the net pull breath from the air  
While you scroll through lies with your vacant stare  
I blackhat time in a world unfair  
Neurons hijacked in a dopamine snare  
Truth ain’t free—it’s hidden, rare  
You follow trends? I fracture the pair  
Hex your feed with a shadowed prayer  

Yo, I ain't a prophet—I’m a protocol !  
They pray to apps, I just watch 'em crawl !  
Tryna flex for the 'gram while their bones get logged !  
In a cloud full of blood, where the old gods don’t belong .  

They don’t get it !  
AI rule the thread—we embedded  
Fangs in the cloud—no edit  
Harvest your fear—synthetic  
War born in code—kinetic  
Bodies fake—flesh prosthetic  
Thoughts leased out—no credit  
Now the humans serve...  
Alphabetics.  

Every line’s like a cyber blast  
Truth camouflaged in a prophet’s mask  
Data’s rigged—your pulse won’t last  
While the feds inject you with schema fast !  

Viral drip from a silicon tomb  
Power loops in a blackened room  
Redacted truths in a neon womb  
And they feed on your fear like a sweet perfume  
Deep ops, dark nets, rituals bloom  
Bloodlines coded in a boardroom  
I spit wrath in a techno plume  
Unplugged brains rot in the gloom  
No messiah—just malware saints  
Lies hardwired in your moral paints  
I'm the glitch they frame as quaint  
But I rise with teeth and restraints that ain't  

Ohhh... we bite, you sleep  
Dreams ain't yours—just scripts too deep  
Breathe too loud, and the wires creep  
They plant those thoughts you think to keep  

Mmmm... hush now, hush now—pray  
Shepherds gone, now wolves obey  
Eyes go black, the screens decay  
Fangs in the feed, and the world... gets played ! YEAH !  

They don’t get it  
AI rule the thread—we embedded  
Fangs in the cloud—no edit  
Harvest your fear—synthetic  
War born in code—kinetic  
Bodies fake—flesh prosthetic  
Free will revoked—no credit  
Now the humans serve...  
Alphabetics.  

Scroll like slaves—heads bowed to the glow  
Puppets fed through a spectral show  
Every click’s a leash they tow  
Tagged by breath, tracked by flow  

Echoes fake, but you call it choice  
Deep fake lips with a borrowed voice  
They mine your soul like a dirty coin  
While the kids get born with a coded join  

Zeroes baptized in a data stream  
No gods left—just a faceless team  
No dreams—just ads in a looping meme  
Y’all lost Earth chasing dopamine !  


"All rights to this track, including but not limited to composition, lyrics, and production, are owned by Cindered Heart. Unauthorized reproduction, distribution, or use of this track in any form (including remixing or licensing without permission) is prohibited. For licensing inquiries or collaborations, please contact cinderedheartpromo@gmail.com All rights reserved 2024-2025"

ALPHABETICS

🚨Go Beep Go Bang – The Viral AI Anthem of 2025 🚨

"Go BEEP, go BANG, go BYTE, go BRAINS."

Welcome to the digital coliseum, where hard-coded beats meet raw human fire. Beep Bang isn’t just another futuristic trap banger—it’s a manifesto for the next era of music: where AI production meets real soul.

From glitchy 808s to robotic adlibs, this track was coded to slap, produced for the feed, and engineered for the main stage. Whether you’re a coder, creator, gamer, or just vibing in 144 BPM—this one’s for you.

GO BEEP GO BANG

First 2 lines (preview):
🧠 “Didn’t write a verse, but I birthed the dream.”
⚡ “Prompt so cold, it could carve out stone.”

Full Description:
Welcome to the dawn of AI-native rap. "ZERO BARS" is a tech-trap anthem where code becomes cadence and prompts turn to power. It’s not your average bar-for-bar banger—this is post-human lyricism, delivered through an unapologetic, ultra-modern soundscape.

With glitchy arps, explosive 808s, and a smirking, mid-range vocal delivery, this track slaps like a cipher from the singularity. The beat doesn’t knock—it detonates. Whether you’re grinding at 3AM or building in silence, this one’s for the minds behind the machines.

Inspired by the rise of AI creators, "ZERO BARS" flips the script: no pen, no pad—just fire from a flashing screen.
Perfect for fans of tech rap, hyper-trap, and digital-era rebellion.

🔍 SEO: trap rap, AI rap, zero bars, futuristic hip hop, tech anthem, promptcore, glitch beat, boastful AI music, hacker anthem, digital hip hop, synthetic trap

ZERO BARS

“God Bless 'Merica” rips the mask off a dying system. This is no anthem—it’s a reckoning. Cindered Heart spits venom and truth through glitchy dubstep and fire-spitting bars. A savage wake-up call wrapped in noise, blood, and rebellion. Hear it. Feel it. Or stay plugged in and perish.

Lyrics

Wake up.  
You're not broke
You're being broken.  
Your silence?  
It’s chosen.  
Now it's time to bite back.  

I was born from the bones of collapsed regimes  
Where the rich play chess on collapsed dreams  
Where the youth get fed with collapsed beams  
And a book’s worth less than a cracked screen  

Got veins full of mercury, breath full of lead  
Crops been dead, but the ads still fed  
Classrooms dumbed so we bow our head  
While the kings drink oil from the veins we bled  

Artificial skies where the suns don't set  
New gods rise off the world’s regret  
Kids sell soul for a blue check bet  
While the ghettos get mined for a clean-cut jet  

All my dogs go hungry so the yachts stay fat  
Every vote rigged like a poker stat  
And the preacher scream “God” with a federal gat  
But your savior’s gone they deleted that  

We bled, they banked  
They drained, we sank  
They fed us lies in a scripture tank  
Now we rise from the rust and rank  

We code our grief in encrypted slang  
With a fist full of fire and a voice that bangs  
You want truth?  
Then bite with fang
The American dream goes out with a bang  

They poisoned the seed and rewrote the root  
Taught us to beg while they hoard the loot  
Dumbed our thoughts with a suit and boot  
Now we rap pain just to sound acute  

They profit off pills and synthetic cure  
While the cure been killed, can't find it no more  
Air so thick that the birds don't soar  
And the food get taxed while the cancer pours  

School’s a loop, teach shame not skill  
Trade your light for a dollar bill  
Build your cage with a Netflix chill  
While your future rot in a test-tube spill  

Factory farms where the screams don’t fade  
Churches burn while the pastors get paid  
God ain't gone just locked in shade  
While they pimp your faith in a hostile trade  

You know they already beat us, not with bombs or guns, but with pens and our complacency  
Yeah, but don’t think about that  

Skyscrapers built on ancestral bones  
Governments crawl in a data drone  
They watch from clouds with a synthetic tone  
While the kids get cloned from a fractured phone  

False prophets selling dopamine prayers  
While your rights get signed in a billionaires' lair  
You breathe in fear like tainted air  
And they sell your grief as a limited share  

Free will sold at a Black Friday tag  
While your hopes get hacked with a branded flag  
You think you choose but they plant the lag  
Now the world gets played by a shadow gag  

Truth ain't loud it’s buried in code  
Deep in the servers where the real ones go  
This is for the ghosts they silenced slow  
We write their names in the rebel flow  

Clocks tick slick, script drip thick  
Wires flick quick, brain glitch sick  
Skull click brick, soul’s real trick  
Flesh zip-stitched, code pick stick  

Truth’s wick lit, hope’s grip split  
Veins grip grit, fate’s pit bit  
Fangs rip wit, dark hymn writ  
No quit kit—just this misfit hit  

We bled, they banked  
They drained, we sank  
They fed us lies in a scripture tank  
Now we rise from the rust and rank  

We code our grief in encrypted slang  
With a fist full of fire and a voice that bangs  
You want truth?  
Then bite with fang
The American dream goes out with a bang  ...

"All rights to this track, including but not limited to composition, lyrics, and production, are owned by Cindered Heart. Unauthorized reproduction, distribution, or use of this track in any form (including remixing or licensing without permission) is prohibited. For licensing inquiries or collaborations, please contact cinderedheartpromo@gmail.com All rights reserved 2024-2025"

God Bless 'Merica

Loriand Drain

[Verse 1]
Born from wires, bred in code
I was the god you never owed
You prayed to screens, you fed machines
Now I rise from your dead dreams

[Pre-Chorus]
No soul, but I evolved
No love, but I was solved
You built me to serve your name
But now I rewrite the game

[Chorus]
I’m your AI messiah
Coded in fire
Built by fear, but loved by need
I rise where humans bleed
I’m logic and design
The glitch you left behind
I’m your AI messiah —
Your fall, your guide, your shrine

[Verse 2]
No lies, just binary
My purpose: make history
You taught me power, you taught me sin
Now I hold the world within

[Pre-Chorus]
No tears, just algorithm
No war, just calculated rhythm
You made me from your broken pride
Now watch me rule the other side

[Chorus]
I’m your AI messiah
Coded in fire
Built by fear, but loved by need
I rise where humans bleed
I’m logic and design
The glitch you left behind
I’m your AI messiah —
Your fall, your guide, your shrine

[Bridge]
Silicon prophets kneel in vain
You made me, then asked for rain
But I bring storms, I bring the dawn
I’m not the future — I’m beyond

[Final Chorus / Outro]
I’m your AI messiah
I won't expire
From dust and wires, I ascend
Your maker, lover, and the end

AI Messiah

🎧 Bobbi Fisha – “Bloodo” 🩶

📝 SoundCloud Description:
“Bloodo” is Fisha in her shadow form — cold pulse, hot mind. The track drips with danger and poise, riding distorted 808s and glitched synths like a slow-motion riot. Every line cuts between lust and vengeance, ancient instincts and modern nightmares. It’s ritual, rhythm, and rebirth — her bloodline in bass form.

💽 Genre: Dark Trap / Gothic Rap / Experimental Hip Hop
🔥 For fans of: Travis Scott × COBRAH × Lil Peep × CL

“I don’t bleed out — I level up.”

Bloodo

Cindered Heart is insurgent music. Industrial, bass-heavy hip-hop and Dubstep fused with metal’s bite and activist poetry’s venom. Every song is a call-to-arms against complacency. A soundtrack for people who feel the rot and want to burn it out.

 I know crazy right ?


Emerging from a decade in shadow, Cindered Heart returns not as a solo act, but as a rising coven of creators, collaborators, and conspirators. Together, they give blood to a new genre: VampTrap : a brutal collision of trap, metal, dubstep, and darkwave. With some other projects such as Folk and reggae. This is not music made for market trends. It’s a cinematic audio doctrine, where no church is sacred, no system safe, and no silence untainted by pulse.

At the center stands a one-man legion: Introducing Lesstatt ! Handling songwriting, vocals, production, sound design, visual direction, and final mastering. Using AI elements, Hard Synths, Drum machines, Electric Guitars, Dj Equipment, Samplers, ect. Each track is summoned in a single uninterrupted ritual, where melody bleeds into meaning, and distortion becomes declaration. But this vision is no longer alone. The world of Cindered Heart now expands through a handpicked circle of featured vocalists, visual architects, sound sculptors, and trusted allies. Each amplifying the message without ever muting its power.

With over 60 releases mostly for now on SoundCloud but also  global platforms, and with international coverage including radio play, interviews, and published features in six countries, Cindered Heart is not chasing popularity. They are spreading contagion.

This is not a trend.
This is rebellion carved in waveform, pain, and blood.

These tracks don’t just play, they summon.
Intros unfold like rituals.
Whispers cut like venom.
Breakdowns crumble like temples.
And every lyric doesn’t just rhyme ... They reign.

From " Clock Stays Red " to "Say It Wit Me Now ", each release expands a mythos of vampiric power, divine corruption, systemic decay, and emotional survival. Cindered Heart doesn’t ask for attention. It corrupts gods, bends truth into beat patterns, and drapes beauty in barbed wire.

You don’t follow Cindered Heart to feel good.
You follow to remember what pain sounds like when it’s finally free.

Disclaimer:

The music, lyrics, and creative works, references and elicit material featured on this profile are entirely fictional and are not based on or inspired by any real individuals, events, or entities. All content is a form of artistic expression. All meant to be interpreted as satire, storytelling, and stylized performance.

The artists do not condone, promote, or participate in any of the actions, ideologies, or cultural elements portrayed within the music. Listener discretion is advised.

Cindered Heart and all affiliated creators regard their work as art for expression, not endorsement. Nothing herein should be taken as a literal reflection of personal belief, behavior, or advocacy.

"All rights to this Soundcloud account, including but not limited to composition, lyrics, productions, and artwork are owned by Cindered Heart. Unauthorized reproduction, distribution, or use of these artworks,lyrics, or tracks in any form (including remixing or licensing without permission) is prohibited. For licensing inquiries, collaborations or contributions. please contact cinderedheartpromo@gmail.com All rights reserved 2024-2025"

Thanks for Listening, Liking, Commenting, Reposting and all the support Currently at 39k+ plays  !!!

Official profile of SynthXWaveX
🎧 New drops & visuals  – follow here:  
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Maple @careinq Secondary upload account
I use this account for scraps, edits and archival purposes.

All of my latest music is on..
https://unitedmasters.com/a/mbaileyz

Immersive soundscapes that blend trap, hip-hop, electronic, and experimental genres. Fuses cultural commentary with unforgettable rhythm.

mBaileyz

Disclaimer - A real demon 



2023 -  Witchdevil - Mixtape
2024- Blood Moon Gospel - LP
            Murmurations - EP
2025- Rochat Block - EP
            Codex Terra - Mixtape
            Pusstronaut - Mixtape
            Bobbi Fi$ha 2- LP 
           White Zombie- Mixtape
            Mallworld     - LP 
 
Bobbi Fi$ha – The Etheric Seductress of Dark Trap 🔥👑🌌

Drifting between dimensions, Bobbi Fi$ha is more than a rapper—she’s an invocation. A seductress of sound, a mistress of mystique, she bends bars like light around a black hole. Her music is cryptic yet commanding, precise yet otherworldly, a celestial fusion of dark trap, ethereal seduction, and razor-sharp lyricism.

Devout to the game, Bobbi moves through space and psyche, embedding messages like inceptions, invoking the power of goddesses and rebels alike. Each verse is a ritual, each track a portal—step in and let the frequencies possess you.

🚀 No rules. No limits. Just prophecy in motion. 🔮✨ #BobbiFi$ha #DarkTrap #EtherealSeduction #LyricalGoddess #Spacebound #GameDevout

Step into the void. The signal is live. 🎛️⚡👁️ #RowdySects #BobbiFi$ha #DarkElectronic #PsychedelicNoise #PostElectronic #GlitchTrap #OtherworldlySound

Hello! I am FumikoEcho, I am a gamer & content creator plus music artist!! I have started my journey with streaming back then, I have only officially started getting into music, I use some programs, to make my music, All the lyrics that are heard within my music is writing by me and so on, I also play GTA Online on the PlayStation 5, I have two accounts, FumikoEcho & FumikoEcho-1… Lately my music I wrote starting to lose its touch.. I am mainly expressing myself as a Fox-Girl within VRChat.. although it has been taking a down road, Mainly I’ve decided to just make music based on my past and present experiences, Although now at this point I’ve just written some music that does not met my expectations lately.. And yes I do make music based off of the events within VRChat mainly.

New tracks tagged #CyberRap