Do you like my vocal chops?
Cut and drop, cut and drop

Sample clean, slice the top
Kick and snap, never stop
Loop it tight, glitch it hot
Every beat hits the spot

Do you hear it, cut in time?
Do you feel it, sharp design?
Do you like my vocal chops?

Do you like my vocal chops?
Chop it, chop it, never stop
Do you like my vocal chops?
Cut it, cut it, make it pop

Chop-chop, chop-chop
Vocal, vocal, drop
Chop-chop, chop-chop
Vocal, vocal, drop

Slice the air, razor flow
Pitch it high, pitch it low
Break the beat, steal the show
Cut it fast, let it glow

Do you hear it, cut in time?
Do you feel it, sharp design?
Do you like my vocal chops?

Do you like my vocal chops?
Chop it, chop it, never stop
Do you like my vocal chops?
Cut it, cut it, make it pop

Echo spin, slice again
Do you like the sound within?
Echo spin, slice again
Do you like my vocal chops?

Do you like my vocal chops?
Chop it, chop it, never stop
Do you like my vocal chops?
Cut it, cut it, make it pop

Do you like my vocal chops?
Chop it, drop it, vocal chops

Do you like my vocal chops ?

Drifting through a violet haze,
No gravity, no name, no place.

Circuits whisper in my chest,
A pulse of code that never rests.
Neon winds and silver dreams,
My soul dissolves in data streams.
I chase the sound the void repeats —
An echo lost between the beats.

Somewhere out there, time slows down,
Golden dust on a silent town.
I’m not searching for a sign,
Just learning what is mine.

My ship hums low — a faithful ghost,
Through constellations I miss the most.
Old songs flicker on the dash,
Fragments of earth, fragments of ash.
The stars don’t care, they just remain,
Watching me drift, forgetting my name.

Somewhere out there, time slows down,
Golden dust on a silent town.
I’m not searching for a sign,
Just learning what is mine.

(Ooh…)
Solar winds, take what’s left of me,
I’m just a thought on a frequency.
Every dream I had turns to code,
Every road dissolves in the load.

Somewhere out there, time slows down,
Golden dust on a silent town.
I’m not searching for a sign,
Just learning what is mine.

Drifting still — between the bars,
An echo in the nebula,
And nothing but the stars.

Somewhere out there

빛나는 골드, 계약서 번쩍이네, come on…
That number… sky-high, 믿을 수 없어

여기 서 있어, spotlight 위에 내 이름
서류 더미가 산이 돼, fortune라 불러
제로를 세었지, 별에 닿는 탑 쌓아
“Just sign here” 그들이 말해 — 우리가 lunar scars 써
내 이름 적고 장부 접어
그 숫자가 외쳐, 은빛으로, bold as sold-gold

관중이 잠잠해 — 그리고 충격에 함성
“그만큼 요청했어?” 거리마다 외쳐
내가 원하는 건 전부
She wants the whole sky, whole moon, the top

I asked for all the world’s price — raise it higher, higher
골드와 별들, 밤을 불태워
They say “That’s crazy”, “That’s out of line” —
But this is mine, 모두 내 거
돈의 바다 위에 서 있어
I want it all, I want it all

아침 트윗이 번개처럼 공중에
이사회 숨죽여, 카메라 플래시 올라
변호사 속삭여, 보이지 않는 합계 세어
내 이름 빛나, 말도 안 돼라며 obscene라 불러
벨벳 슈즈로 걸어, 내 목소리에 웃음
“Too much?” 헤드라인 하나하나 지켜봐

파파라치 플래시, 루머 덩굴처럼 길어져
“Oops 너무 많은 돈” 앵커 외쳐, 경계 넘었대
내가 선택한 길이야
She claims the stage, she owns the pose

I asked for all the world’s price — raise it higher, higher
골드와 별들, 밤을 불태워
They say “That’s crazy”, “That’s out of line” —
But this is mine, 모두 내 거
돈의 바다 위에 서 있어
I want it all, I want it all

“Billions?” 그들이 숨을 들이켜. “Trillions?” 그들이 웃어.
사진마다 숫자들이 번쩍여
음파가 측정해, 서명 하나하나, 장면 하나하나
법정이 런웨이 돼 — 같은 스포트라이트, 같은 꿈
모두의 눈 속에 불꽃
Tonight the trial’s turned to show, 난 올라

I asked for all the world’s price — raise it higher, higher
골드와 별들, 밤을 불태워
They say “That’s crazy”, “That’s out of line” —
But this is mine, 모두 내 거
돈의 파도 위에 춤춰
I want it all, I want it all

부드러운 레게 스웨이, 조명이 사라지고
스크린은 어둠 속으로, 여운만 남아
Bomé 미소 지으며 걸어가, 골드 헤일로 햇살 아래
All the world’s price — 이제 그녀의 질주를 봐

YG is ruined, She wants it all

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available — human or machine — as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

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