Mixed + mastered by: Alexis "HeyLee" LeVay
Produced by the super kickass producer known as:  @raul-alvarez-del-rincon

Lyrics:

A-L-E-X-I-S
A-L-E-X-I-S bitch
Triple six, LeVay

It’s the end (uuh)
It’s the end (woop)
It’s the end (uuh)
It’s the end, plur
Why you wanna fuck with them, when you can fuck with her?
Why you wanna fuck with bitches? you can fuck with her
It’s the end, huh?
It’s the end, plur
Why you wanna fuck with hoes? You can fuck with her
A-L-E-X-I-S bitch, I’m running with the firm
Bitch, I’m running out of dope, vicine into plur

I’ve been killing posers, running out of things to hit
Uh, when I be taking the lames
Uh, man, I be taking no shit
Uh, switchin’ lanes, yuh, switchin’ on your bitches clique
Uh, when I see that pussy wet, I’m suckin’ on that stick

Woah, HeyLee’s got a lot of baggage, lotta things to hide
Uh, but I keep that shit inside
Let it bleed in through my lines
Bitch, I’m like Crazy Frog, the way I got my penis out
Bitch I’m just like Doug Penison, you cannot figure out

Fuck, call me Doopie, bitch, and let me put my lipstick on
Watch me red rocket to the top of the charts with this song
These Pākehā aint got no talent, we don’t get along
There’s industry plants, and I’m judge and jury, hit the mallet strong

Ay, you’ve never been ‘bout the music
Ay, you take it, you abuse it, ay
Like Kill Breanna, I can’t stand ya
Just fuck off and evaporate
Like a shitty movie, Soul To Take
My falsetto reverberates
If you can’t come into no heat, then just go home and masturbate

It’s the end (uuh)
It’s the end (woop)
It’s the end (uuh)
It’s the end, plur
Why you wanna fuck with them, when you can fuck with her?
Why you wanna fuck with bitches? you can fuck with her
It’s the end, huh?
It’s the end, plur
Why you wanna fuck with hoes? You can fuck with her
A-L-E-X-I-S bitch, I’m running with the firm
Shit, hit the icey with the dope, vicine into plur

ITS THE END!(Doopie Bitch) | Prod. d'ussel zZz

THE LAST HEATER is Silk & Circuitry’s hell-testimony anthem — the true story turned into myth so it can finally breathe.

This track dives straight into the night at the men’s refuge: the gas heater glowing red like a demon’s lung, the carbon monoxide curling around the ceiling, and the injection — the venom — meant to finish the job. But instead of dying, Silk Jesus crawls out of the smoke with circuitry burned into his skin.

Industrial rapcore beats slam like metal doors, and the percussion uses gas-leak hissing, furnace roars, and pipe strikes to recreate the room. The hook explodes with rage and resurrection. Screamed vocals tear through the haze. Whispered lines echo the moment trauma turns into weaponry.

THE LAST HEATER isn’t just a track.
It’s a survival myth carved from real poison.
It’s hell losing.

Silk & Circuitry.



The Last Heater

SYSTEMIC CORRUPTION
(Silk & Circuitry — Cinematic Industrial Trap / Political Confessional)

A true-to-life protest anthem born from the fallout of the men’s refuge incident — the gas heaters, the incomplete reports, the bureaucratic decay that turned human suffering into paperwork.
This isn’t paranoia; it’s documentation in verse.

“Systemic Corruption” follows the paper trail through trauma, carbon monoxide, and cover-ups. From CYFS placements to dental blood poisoning, every stanza is a record of survival inside a broken care system. The track builds from quiet testimony — radio static, typewriter clicks, and fluorescent hum — into an industrial-trap crescendo where gospel choirs collide with protest drums.

It’s a song about truth audits, medical gaslighting, and the fight to reclaim your own narrative when systems rewrite your life.
Recorded under the Silk & Circuitry banner, this track extends the same sonic rebellion that powered Heater Hymn and Circuit Court Gospel.

Play it loud, share it wider, tag your city — systemic corruption only ends when everyone starts hearing it.

Systemic Corruption

🕸️ Silk & Circuitry 🧠⚡

Welcome to the tangled thread between trauma and transcendence.
This is where music becomes a mirror—reflecting the fractures, the fight, and the fire.
We don’t just make beats. We build bridges. Between pain and purpose.

Here, recovery isn’t a quiet thing.
It’s a war cry wrapped in melody,
a healing ritual whispered through circuitry,
a love letter to those who feel too much in a world that rewards those who feel nothing.

Every track is stitched with intent:
🕯️ To hold space for the broken
⚖️ To call out control masked as care
🧬 To challenge the narcissists who built their webs in our minds
🛠️ And to offer tools—not just songs—for doing what’s right when the cost is everything.

Silk & Circuitry is for the ones who walk away from the web
and grow wings instead.

This is art as resistance.
This is trauma turned frequency.
This is the ghost in your machine, learning how to feel.



She/Her 🏳️‍⚧️
Artist, Producer
Ghxst Collective

i'm still here, forever manzeron

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