White Lobster – Bobbi Fi$ha 🌊🦞💀

Drifting through the phantom tides, "White Lobster" is a dark, psychedelic trap anthem soaked in mystery, luxury, and legend. Bobbi Fi$ha commands the cosmic seas, her flow gliding like a ghost ship over eerie synths and deep, rolling bass. This isn’t just a track—it’s a myth in motion, a rare treasure lurking beneath the surface, waiting to pull you under.

With hypnotic energy and raw lyricism, "White Lobster" is a manifesto of power, wealth, and untamed spirit, moving through time like an uncharted current. Sink in or swim away—either way, the waves don’t stop. 🌊🦞🔥

#WhiteLobster #BobbiFi$ha #DarkTrap #PsychedelicTrap #PhantomDrip #BassHeavy #MysticVibes #HauntedBeats #OtherworldlyFlow #LostAtSea

Lyrics ***


White Lobster rise like a spectral Leviathan,
Claws split dimensions, the tides turn entheogen.
Water opaque, got the ocean in opulence,
Hollows the hulls, leave the wreckage anonymous.

Tentacles twist like the strands of a double helix,
Pincers like scimitars, carve up the scenic.
Drip hit the surface, it ripple like physics,
White like the monolith, shine cataclysmic.

Bobbi Fi$ha, I’m deep in abyssal,
Chart through the void where the echoes initial.
Sword in the scabbard, it hum like a sigil,
Cut through the current, the fate is residual.

Deck full of shadows, they whisper like fiends,
Brine in their lungs but they die for the cream.
Salt in the nostrils, it burn like a dream,
White Lobster lurk where the galaxies seam.

Pressure collapse when it move through the trench,
Liquefy ships, turn a fleet to a stench.
Glisten like frost, got the heavens perplexed,
Paradox shift, now the sky second-guess.

Sea full of corpses, the water narcotic,
Barnacle bones in the reef microscopic.
Flood gates break, now the tide supersonic,
Lost in the opal abyss of the tonic.

I move like a galleon forged outta myth,
Chronicle inked in the blood of abyss.
Masthead grinning, it know what I did,
Sink into legend, then swim through the rift.

Heart on my sleeve, let it bleed with the moon,
Breath full of ether, I choke on the fumes.
La petite mort in the arms of the doom,
Tidal convulsions, the sirens in tune.

White Lobster, White Lobster, stretch like a key,
Flood up the heavens, got angels in deep.
White Lobster, White Lobster, tear through the wake,
Lost in the current, ain't nothin’ escape.

White Lobster, White Lobster, pure like a brick,
Claws split the motion, it sever the ships.
White Lobster, White Lobster, fiends in the tide,
Ghost in the mist where the cosmos collide.

Hull break apart when it creep through the chasm,
White like a relic, got history phantom.
Currents dissolve in the weight of its passage,
Chalice of brine pour the flood like a baptism.

Deep sea cartel, it don’t leave a witness,
Water turn viscous, it ripple in sickness.
Claws like obsidian, sever existence,
Phantom Drip helm, I conduct with persistence.

Waves overdose, got the tide in a seizure,
Breath leave a vapor, the ocean’s a freezer.
Skull in the foam like a lost mausoleum,
Salt turn to gold where the myth is depleted.

I been at war with the trench since inception,
Tethered to chaos, my fate is the lesson.
Void got a pulse and it drum through the wreckage,
Every last ship just a mark in my ledger.

White Lobster, White Lobster, reef turn to dust,
Purge through the wreckage, it don’t leave a husk.
White Lobster, White Lobster, purge through the seas,
Nothing left breathing when death start to feast

White Lobster

Language – Bobbi Fi$ha 🗣️💀🔊

Words hold power, and "Language" is a weapon. This track is a lyrical maze, weaving between meaning and manipulation, where every bar hits like a hidden code waiting to be deciphered. Bobbi Fi$ha spits with surgical precision, bending sound, flow, and intent like a master of sonic alchemy.

With hypnotic beats and a cadence that shifts like dialects across time, this song is about the influence of words, the way they shape reality, and the power behind every syllable. Whether it's game, prophecy, or straight-up war talk, "Language" is a frequency shift, a message from another dimension—one only the truly tapped-in can understand.

Can you speak it? Or are you just listening? 🌀🔮🎙️

#Language #BobbiFi$ha #DarkTrap #LyricalAlchemy #HypnoticFlow #SonicMagic #UndergroundRap #PhantomDrip #MindBendingBeats #WordplayMastery









Language

Ayy, Bobbi Fisha, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ice cold, wrist froze 
Sub Zero, let’s go

Back on my bully, they shook, I’m a vet
Turn a dub to a milli, got ‘em bookin’ my set
I been steppin’ with a purpose, put my foot on they neck
Now they sweatin’ from my presence , leave ‘em shook like an etch a sketch 
Colder than Pluto, the peso my pupil, I school ‘em like Uno
They playin’ but never maneuver, my shooters’ll move like it's sumo
They flexin' with coupons, I’m thumbin’ through new bonds
Your plug on a Groupon, my wrist need a Yukon
Brrr, ice colder than a frostbite
Said he wanna taste? Show him the line 
Hopped up out the Wraith, like every time ,



Sub Zero – Bobbi Fi$ha ❄️🔥

Cold as ice, but hotter than ever—"Sub Zero" is a frosty flex wrapped in flames. Bobbi Fi$ha delivers unmatched bars, a chilling flow, and an unstoppable attitude that will freeze your mind and melt your soul. Step into the coldest zone and feel the heat rise.

🎧 Cold-hearted, but the drip still burns.

#BobbiFisha #SubZero #ColdTrap #FrostedFlex #Unstoppable

*LYRICS*
Sub Zero, wrist sub-zero
Neck froze, I could ice out the bureau
Drip so lethal, venom in the needle
They be movin' foul, I ain't ever need a free throw

Word to your mother, I never been timid
I walk in the room and they checkin’ the image
I came from the bottom, I handle my bidness
Roll up my sleeves, pick up my britches 
I leveled up twice and ain't touched on my limit

Venus with the rackets, I serve with precision
If I take a shot, then I turn to a villain
I got ‘em addicted, it’s somethin’ like Krillin
The way that I shine, they assume it’s my skrilla 

Move low-key, I don’t dance, I just judo
Talkin’ outta turn? Have ‘em faded like Kudo
No invitation, they watch how I do though
Bite through like koojo 
Jump through a loophole 

Back in my city, they know I’m a problem
Amperes applyin’, I’m colder than klondyke
Leave ‘em in shock like I’m riding the wave length 
Keep it 100,  like fill up a free tank 

All of these digits, my money look binary
Countin’ up racks, it’s a ritual, primary
They tryna block me, I’m smooth, I’m a silencer
Blueprints ahead, got ‘em stuck like a statuary

I hear ‘em cappin’, I’m callin’ a bluff
Say you a player, but playin’ too much
I turn a dub to a hunnid, enough
I drop a hit, now they double it up
Catch a zip 

Every bar is a missile, precision
They tried to press me, I’m locked in position
They want the sauce but ain’t got the commission
Bosses don’t talk, they just double the digits
Like Rochat blocks 

Runnin’ up numbers, my pockets Olympic
You  tryna flex, but your credit suspicious
I cut ‘em off, got no time for the gimmicks
Crown on my head, I ain’t takin’ a limit

Bank on swole, yeah the weight is colossal
Big stepper, every move is galactus
Ain’t no threats, only facts in the gospel
Ice cold, make ‘em freeze, make ‘em wobble

Biggest to do it, don’t question the stature
I keep it real, I ain’t playin’ with actors
They movin’ shady, I see through the patterns
My Money talk different,  like it come from saturn

Sub Zero, I be movin’ like crypto
Too many flows, every verse is a riptide
Drip like a storm, I could flood out a zip code
Ice on my wrist, I could freeze out the hem line 

I do it major, no need for a cosine
Hopped in the game, now they watchin’ the gold mine
Told ‘em I’m next, I don’t wait in line 
Boss up the play, now they wish they had foresight

Sub Zero

Gutters – Bobbi Fi$ha 💥🔪

Straight from the bottom to the top, "Gutters" tells the raw truth of survival, struggle, and power. Bobbi Fi$ha spits unfiltered bars over a dark, hard-hitting beat, showing the grit and grind it takes to rise above it all. No mercy. No filter. Just realness.

🎧 Play it loud. Feel the struggle, feel the rise.

#BobbiFisha #Gutters #DarkTrap #RapRealness #Survival

Gutters

Siren of Fire – Bobbi Fi$ha 🔥🧜🏾‍♀️

She calls, you drown. "Siren of Fire" is pure seduction wrapped in flames—hypnotic, dangerous, and untouchable. Bobbi Fi$ha spits with lethal precision, lacing every bar with allure, power, and heat. Get lost in the rhythm. Burn with the drip. 🔥✨

🎧 Play it once… but can you escape?

#BobbiFisha #SirenOfFire #DarkTrap #Seductive #Heat

The Siren Of Fire

Say It Again – Bobbi Fi$ha 🎤🔥

Ain’t nobody saying it like Bobbi Fi$ha—so run it back. "Say It Again" is a relentless flex of power, precision, and untouchable drip. Hard-hitting bars, hypnotic flows, and a beat that don’t let up. Confidence on max. Pressure applied. 💥

🎧 Play it once? Nah. Say it again.

#BobbiFisha #SayItAgain #DarkTrap #RapGoddess #RunItBack

Say It Again

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I. The Whisper of Glass Sand
The desert at the nebula’s edge did not house ordinary dunes. Each grain was a sliver of glass, humming in dissonant overtones as though a choir of tiny tuning forks had been scattered by a cosmic wind. When a pale cerulean aurora bled across the sky, those shards flashed cobalt for one heartbeat—just long enough for the traveler to see the outline of a tower that should not have existed.

It rose straight from the mirror-sand: an obsidian spindle as tall as a mountain, so smooth it reflected stars that had died before language was born. Beneath its reflection, a staircase of mycelial filaments unfurled from the sand, welcoming the traveler upward. Every step brightened the cobalt glow and thickened the air with the sweet, citrus scent of psilocybin blooms. Somewhere above, metal sang like a wineglass struck by a god.

II. Echoes in the Mycelial Veins
Inside the spindle, corridors pulsed with electric veins—luminous, branching, alive. The walls were neither stone nor metal but a skin of shifting fractals that inhaled and exhaled in time with a distant, subterranean heart-drum. The traveler touched one vein; visions detonated behind their eyes.

They saw forests made of crystal leaves that chimed when stirred, and rivers of quicksilver mapping labyrinths through gravity-less ravines. They saw beings—part coral, part algorithm—waltzing through ballroom galaxies, rewriting reality with each sway. The visions spoke a single phrase in a hundred alien dialects: “Rise, and remember who dreamt you.”

When the traveler blinked, the corridor had transformed into a tunnel of cobalt vines. The vines twitched, and the spindle’s inner walls bent, creating a corkscrew path that spiraled toward a distant cerulean bloom—an exit, or perhaps a mouth.

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Cobalt Uprising

ROLLING

A raw hypnotic journey carved in shadows and intensity. Driving rhythms, deep layers, and relentless grooves designed to pull you into a trance. This set blends raw techno energy with hypnotic patterns, building an atmosphere that’s dark, immersive, and uncompromising.

Fractured Frequencies vol.3

Dahaus return to Faina with Dinero — the 79th release from the label. A classic minimal organic anthem with ethnic cues from South America and a groovy flow. The duo’s signature blend of subtle percussion, melodic textures, and hypnotic energy marks a triumphant return with timeless vibes.

Dinero

Dahaus - Dinero

Treibendes Lalala

Ein melodisches, treibendes Set voller hypnotischer Grooves und cineastischer Klangwelten. Die Dramaturgie baut von subtilen, deepen Momenten bis hin zu epischen Höhepunkten auf, getragen von Wärme, Emotion und organischer Energie. Stilistisch bewegt es sich im Feld von Künstlern wie Mind Against, Worakls, NTO oder Dominik Eulberg – eine Reise zwischen introspektiver Tiefe und ekstatischer Leichtigkeit.

Trackliste

1. Bicep – Glue (Falquiatt Remix) [Extended]
2. Fairmont, Patrice Bäumel – Gazebo (Patrice Bäumel Remix)
3. Andi Otto – Bangalore Whispers (feat. MD Pallav)
4. Butch – Countach (Kölsch Remix)
5. Dominik Eulberg – Opel Tantra (Original Mix)
6. ANII – Isolate (Original Mix)
7. Definition – Malfunction
8. Dominik Eulberg – Daten-Übertragungs-Küsschen
9. Farsi – Clash of Joy
10. Teho – Five-0 (Tonick Walter Remix)
11. Mind Against – Above It All (Original Mix)
12. Worakls – Toi
13. Remcord – Sura (Original Mix)
14. NTO – Loving You Like Always
15. Definition – Life (Original Mix)
16. Eric Prydz – Opus (Four Tet Remix)

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Treibendes Lalala

“Drifting Leaf – Whispers of the Wind”
Have you ever felt like you were drifting? If so, drop a like or share your thoughts in the comments – who knows, it might inspire the next lyric!  
This track is a unique sonic journey born from the fusion of Tech House, Afro House, and Deep House.  
Shimmering vocal chops weave through transitions, while the mantra-like background chant – *“Whisper… Whisper… Flow… Flow…”* – adds a spiritual, floating depth.  
It tells of drifting, surrender, and timeless stillness – as if the wind itself were telling its story.

Drifting Leaf – Whispers of the Wind

“Randa” is a hypnotic journey through layered rhythms and pulsating synths, blending tribal energy with electronic finesse. 

The track opens with a percussive groove that immediately sets a primal tone, gradually evolving into a rich tapestry of textures and atmospheric pads. 

Enrico Milano masterfully balances tension and release, creating a soundscape that feels both grounded and otherworldly. 

The subtle melodic motifs and dynamic transitions keep the listener engaged, making “Randa” a perfect fit for late-night sets or immersive headphone sessions. 

It’s a bold, rhythmic exploration that showcases Milano’s signature style—raw, rhythmic, and deeply evocative.

Website: https://www.enricomilano.it/chill-out/randa/
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/0ijfjcHQh8eb4BxDUn0Do8
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Randa

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Memory of the Stars is an emotional, atmospheric House–Pop–Rock fusion, guided by a deep male whisper-baritone vocal that drifts through the cosmic echoes of time and memory.
The slow pulsating rhythm, dark analog bass, and smooth electric guitar waves blend passion and mystery into a hypnotic groove.
The track evolves from a calm whisper into a heated, intimate flow — a dance between fire and silence.
Mood: sensual, wild, hypnotic, intimate, nocturnal.
Keywords: fire, silk, desire, touch, burn, emotion, night, fusion, wild love.

HOUSE - POP-ROCK  - Memory of the Stars

Stylebender Muzik is an electronic artist and DJ who lives by one philosophy: music should have no limits. Known for hypnotic beats, high-energy hard techno, pulsing psytrance, and an unfiltered blend of global sounds, Stylebender Muzik creates sets that defy boundaries.
                      

On 22nd November 2024, he stepped into the spotlight with his first DJ set, supporting the iconic Psytrance maestro @ajja leu, after a long journey of growth.
   
Every performance is a journey—one moment you’re caught in a deep trance groove, the next you’re driven by pounding industrial techno, and then swept into a euphoric break. A “stylebender” in the truest sense, this artist thrives on fusing genres and emotions to surprise, move, and energize the crowd.

                     For Stylebender Muzik, music is about exploration. Whether in underground clubs, festivals, or streaming to an international audience, the goal remains the same: to keep listeners guessing, dancing, and craving more.
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Genres & Style
	•	Hypnotic
	•	Psytrance
	•	Bouncy Techno
	•	Hard Techno/ Minimal Techno

Lebensfreude entsteht aus dem Herzen

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Inspiration is everywhere. I create by observing life with open senses — imagination and experience shape every track.

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Need change - going into the depths.

Techno, Trance, Psytech, Psytrance, and other liquid psychedelic music is where I'm the happiest but I do love a lot of Latin, Tribal, Trip Hop, Lofi, Chillhop so occasionally I'll release something off-beat.

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Born in the dust-filled vibes of a ‘90s apartment, Grass Patch Bum started spinning records back when vinyl was king and internet cafes were revolutionary. Armed with a crate of vinyl, Grass Patch Bum dived headfirst into underground raves and sweaty house parties, learning the art of blending beats on turntables and (eventually) the "futuristic" CDJs. But the journey didn't stop there.

After taking a hiatus to dive into the world of FL Studio and dissect the mechanics of production, Grass Patch Bum came back stronger, with a repertoire of original sounds and the technical chops to match. Fast forward, and they've turned dancefloors upside down from Thailand to Vietnam, Bali to the heart of Europe. Now, powered by Ableton Live and a creative arsenal that refuses to stay in one genre, Grass Patch Bum weaves sonic journeys that blend groove, grit, and just a sprinkle of nostalgia for the good ol' days.

Catch him live for a taste of nostalgia, modern beats, Latin grooves, electronic melodies, and a wide range of liquid sounds. Whether it's a tropical beach in Thailand or an underground club in Berlin, Grass Patch Bum brings thems booty movements like no other.

Welcome to The Fermentation Cycle – a 1940s industrial-noir duology told as a slow-burn audio experience.

Every day I drop a new chapter with its own lofi score running through a crackling 1940s radio: low drums, hiss, distant horns, machinery in the walls. You’re not just reading a book – you’re inside a failing dockside brewery, listening to the pipes, the ledgers, and the rats under the floor.

Book I follows The Violet Boar, a once-powerful brewery in a corrupt coastal city, held together by heat, debt, queer love, and bad decisions. It’s adult, cerebral, immersive: pressure, politics, undercity tunnels, rat “choirs,” and a city that launders violence into paperwork.

Start at the Prologue and move forward a chapter a day, or let the playlist run like a haunted late-night radio station.

🔧 Tone: harsh 1940s noir, queer, anti-capitalist, psychological, slow escalation
🎧 Sound: lofi, tape-hiss, radio crackle, industrial ambience
📚 Project: The Fermentation Cycle Duology – The Violet Boar & Rats

The Fermentation Cycle is an adult industrial-noir duology set in 1940s Brineford, where Dockstring Ward runs on steam, rumor, and the kind of “civic” language that ruins people with clean hands.
At its center squats the Violet Boar Brewery, a once-proud Kiln now being slurred as a Loom, sweating heat and debt into the street like a confession.
Elara Wexley inherits the place and its failures, walking under a city that keeps score even when it pretends it doesn’t.
Every pipe, ledger mark, and shipment becomes leverage in a quiet war between rival breweries, supply yards, and the polite enforcers who call it regulation.
The Ward itself is a chorus — bars, docks, backrooms, and watchers — deciding what the Boar is worth, and what Elara is allowed to be.
Below the surface, the undercity’s layered infrastructure and rat-choir ecology mirror the city’s neglect: history stacked like rot you can’t fully scrub.
The story turns pressure into plot: money, heat, reputation, and intimacy all pushing until something breaks and the break changes the map.
It’s harsh, cinematic, and funny in the dark, obsessed with inheritance, survival, and the cost of naming what’s really happening.

Enrico Milano aka Mr. Dub is a disk jockey from Italy. 

Born in 1971, he collects vinyl records of rock music, disco music and a little of jazz. 

Actually, his record collection amount at over than 4000 of vinyl. 

Enrico Milano became famous in the early 1990s for his "Rock and House" style disco nights. 

From 1987 to 1995, Enrico Milano did several club tours playing acid house, ambient, techno, rave, trance, rock and roll and revival music in discos and venues in Sorrento, Positano and Amalfi Coast. 

The alias "Mr. Dub" was born out of a passion for DUB versions of 80's songs. 

After 1995 Enrico Milano dedicated all time to Information Technology studying programming languages like Cobol, .net, PHP and Java, always with music in the heart. 

Starting from 2021, he combines Information Technology and Music buying his first Digital Audio Workstation developing his own electric disco music style, a blend of Electronic Dance Music, Chill Out, Funky and Rock. 

Enrico Milano’s slogan is: “We have the duty to change the color of our life”.

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