Brace for impact. This record is a full-frontal assault on the senses, a masterclass in lyrical dexterity delivered over a bed of chest-rattling riddims. It’s where the intricate wordplay of a master MC meets the raw, physical power of a sound system campaign. With syllables that "sting like medicine" and a flow that hits like a shot of "lyrical adrenaline," these tracks are built for the dancefloor but demand close listening.

The first thing you feel is the bass—a shockwave that drops the pressure in the room. Then comes the voice. A flow that twists syntax into a weapon, delivering verses with the precision of a doctor and the venom of a warhead. This is the sound of reign without apology, of a vibe so electric it rewires your brain. It’s a record that doesn’t ask for your attention; it takes it. Welcome to the campaign.

Fusing the raw energy of UK grime with the heavyweight pressure of dancehall, this is lyrical warfare set to a seismic beat. Each track is a declaration: tongue like venom, bass like a pressure drop, and a vibe so live it has to be felt to be believed. No novocaine, just pure adrenaline.

Warhead

disremember.
there comes a point where things fail
everything implodes
seek out what was shameful and wrong
you want it now more than anything
becomes pure like gold
what you thought was gold is sh*t now
hurts you. everything looks so cheap
everyone is braindead or else
they've lived too long
you've lived enough
if you keep going, you may end up like them
had enough life, filled yourself
they're gluttonous.
will be there forever
looking down on you
eating well, living well
expelling fumes in the air
they cough them up, whiz by and
honk at you because you're in their
effing way, except you're not
but you might be if you just
move a little
everything is blurry. close your eyes
took too much medication
too many pills to sleep
now it's a blur, and you can't hear anything
don't wake up anymore
nothing will wake you. It's why you took
the sleep aids. they're so good
make you numb to yourself
only sleep. not good sleep
forced and failed. 

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disremember.

Some Day - a track I wrote a while ago, never released it. But I always liked this track, do people even like songs over 4 mins anymore? Anyway, it's basically the sentiment that some day is coming soon and what will I have achieved. Tough question I'd rather avoid. Like what if this just isn't it... for me... Whatever, enjoy ❤️

Some Day

Written and performed by LoJak Noon.  Produced and mixed by Chikah.  Recorded in Ohio, USA, Planet River.

Copyright Pirate Radio Conglomerate 2025

Hydro Platform 513 (Outro) [prod. Chikah]

TOXIC WASTE (prod. Chikah)

ROCKSTAR SKINNY (prod. Chikah)

BACKROADS (prod. Chikah)

HEAD IN THE CLOUDZ (prod. Chikah)

Space Traffik Control (Interlude) [prod. Chikah]

Fly To Planet River (Intro) [prod. Chikah]

I don’t know who’s reading this, but to you who is, for ages I’ve been holding back, not releasing music because I feel like I am not good enough. But I’m using this as a testing ground, releasing music now to see if anyone likes it… I hope you do…

Junior Machado

Abrasive soundscapes with post-techno and noise elements. Spoken word voice. Atmospheric experiences traversing dark and dystopian worlds.

From mood-setting Leitmotifs to high-energy dance routines. Your FYP is ready for this. 🫧 🎧
🔥 "Instant playlist material. OBSESSED."

DEXO + + + 🏴‍☠️

Songwriter / Producer

#planetRiver

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