HDWAV 5.1 - SW33TT 3V1L DRR11LLL 0FF1C14L R3M1X REDZED - ANTICHRIST

HDWAV 5.1 - SW33TT 3V1L DRR11LLL 0FF1C14L R3M1X REDZED - BLOOD SPILLIN_ ON CONCRETE

!NOTE!

!! I DONT MAKE ANY PROFIT OUT OF THIS !!

This is not my song. 
The real artists are REDZED x ELIOZIE
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EXPLODE (ultimate BassBoosted REMIX) by.REDZED x ELIOZIE

HIGH UF DR PARTY (prod. scaryplain)

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SIEKA - 2.12V

DnB Day DJ Contest 2025 - [DJ TORMENTA] (OPEN AIR / AFTER)

Its Ouija bitch 
Seething from the sudafed
Admitting ambitions, decision to go and split heads 
Exit wound with lead fragments embedded, you met death, the Missing, the death count impressive man
Reaper seeping reefer got me feeling like a tweaker
Off the meters of evil, i hate the people cuz they weasels
Filthy creatures with features of the shriekers from the ether
Feeding anger and fear, the hatred growing each year
Contraceptive 
Thats what yo daddy shouldve used
Lifes a lesson
Ouija teaching with abuse
Push deception
Like the media do
What’s the message?
I just do not like you
Whats the move pussy?
Cut the filler I aint new rookie
There aint nothing you can do, you can’t fuck with me
I aint bending to no rules of the industry
Ghost steady floating choking toking off the weed
Protected by hell if you really wanna duel dummy
Pistol packing double backing if you say something
Pressing yo melon, im squeezing for the juice, jelly
Bodies smelly in the deli with the forks ready
Throwing elbows at scarecrows off acid, you rojo, got no hoes, get exposed to real smoke
Hope you fuckers choke
Cope, loathe, you lack a soul
Repetition prescription ingest to feel whole
Recognize, one hit’ll leave you petrified, with a shank and a .38 specialize, seeing colors like I inhaled pesticide, from ego death to paradise, your hell arrived
We’re a race of people that our mother couldnt love
Disrespecting my essence my presence cemented above 
Hit it Raw like my joints till her legs go numb
Boasting on some post exposing you aint none
You unworthy you burn out you shouldnt rap at all
You bother me you fodder and your father aint involved
Lambs to the slaughter, the marauder with a bomb
Causing local panic causing damage to a plaza
Gaza
Where else we sending money? Fuck your own people and bail out another country
Sending out billys we got homeless and they hungry
Burning down a city then call it another theory

The Furthest From A Professional

Ain't Worried

Caution the clique we don’t miss we’ll make your heart race then erase any trace of this place, war
Serrated blade size of a sword, hardcore I need more gore galore 
Off of the rip its off with your head and off with your limbs
Ouija’s beatings leaving weakened meaning, life of the kid
Off of a whim Im swishing the rim think that Im him
A bottle’s bottom topples all of the men, begin
Capitol O decapitate foes, the less that you know the better need green, guns and cheddar mild
Squeeze, scream, bleed, steam from thunder while
These pleas leave streets and gutters, wild
Don’t mean to impose, demeanor is cold, that means my heart froze, shout out bro, we juxtapose hoe
Even demons dream of Ouija pleading give him his soul
Tape hate date rape fate demeaning a hoe
Make way for the mane straight breaking the code
In my zone smoking bones of O, yo hot box pop rocks smelling, face it alone
Non stop drops underground where I’m home
The verbal oppressor professor, burning the pressure my pleasure, terminal illness you feel this never the lesser trend killer
I got an itch in the back of my mind only a weapon can fix Im convinced, Ill always be this sick 
Fuck the mosque, the church will burn, lets hit the synagogue
Every person learns there’s nothing after all
Death Im not concerned I’d rather see the fall
Of the human worms, the blessings of the saw
A call to maul, Allah I lost my sense of wrong
Kali Ma, the God of Death, Im tapped in with the law
Not the jakes, the fakes I face they featherweight
Better yet I bet that I could him levitate
Its the Delirious G O D, but fuck what you heard hoe you don’t know me
Flipping up the bird since before ‘03
I can get you served if you need that weed, the green
I got no rivals, you try me get stifled, get stuck with the rifle with sticks like I’m tribal, you dead on arrival, you idle, a demon left deep in hell, king is my title
Dont get your shit beat in dont end up six feet and your friends wont have to mourn a story another missing man
Stab wounds leaking salt to rub in
Stiffen up your nerves disturbed lets burn loose ends
Confident conquering all of it slaughtering prophetic offering awful and ominous 
Carcasses tarnish the granite granted Im welcoming mess
Im with the Missing cadets, you best be sending your best
Missing stepping on necks kid
I plead the 5th and I bleed a 5th
Smoke Cheetah piss, love how the reefer hit
Toking dope alone a broken soul known for spliffs 
Hopeless joker never sober think Im losing it

All Gods Go To Hell

Everything created by Goremane (Paul)

Lyrics:

I'm nothing but a void
My presence you should avoid
I'm something of a paranoid
Stigmatized schizoid
Broken & annoyed
Smoking til destroyed
Hallucinations deployed
LSD to Pink Floyd
Except I'm sober
The trip you see for fun
Is my demons coming over
Claws of Satan coming closer
Whispers on my shoulder
My eyes grow colder
Decades of trauma in my folder

It all goes down the drain, my health, my love & pain
It all goes down the drain, now I'm just a mess with no name
It all goes down the drain, my health, my love & pain
It all goes down the drain, now I'm just a mess with no name

Some see my nightmares
Some see it as mystical
I'm a little bit cynical
And even more critical
They call me delusional, call me insane
I'm the devil you seek, the hell you made
And I'm not going away
Chaos mage until the fucking grave
Summoning the universe
Pressuring you into a hearse
One of the wicked. one of the cursed
Doomed to the stories of souls unheard
One of the wicked. one of the cursed
Doomed to the stories of souls unheard

It all goes down the drain, my health, my love & pain
It all goes down the drain, now I'm just a mess with no name

It all goes down the drain
It all goes down the drain
Everything that kept me sane
Losing everything

Psychotic from this twisted game
Locked forever in heretic chains
Psychotic from this twisted game
Locked forever in heretic chains (chains)
Psychotic from this twisted game
Locked forever in heretic chains
It all goes down, It all goes down the drain

TRAUMAVOID

💀 Gritty, shadowy boom bap instrumental inspired by the raw underground sound – dusty drums, ominous pianos, and a chilling, cinematic atmosphere.

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🔥 Punchy kicks, snappy snares, and layered textures that pull you straight into the alleyways of the night.

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[FREE] DARK BOOMBAP Type Beat - "CHAINS" | Instrumental

Used to be a friend of death until they prevented death
Cables in my stomach made my digestion reject them meds
That trauma it sent me there it cost me fucking head 
It cost me fucking flesh I cover flesh so they don’t stare
Dye my hair to change my look so I don’t see my fucking self
Rip my hair out of my head coz I don’t feel my fucking self 
Cutting into my flesh just so that I can feel something else 
Then covering up my flesh so that they don’t think I need their help  

Everynight I stay up pray that I don’t wake up
These thoughts they fucking take up so much room I turn to razors
Just to erase all these faces that I’m facing everyday
It’s making my face look the palest the safest place is in my grave
Huh I just keep pretending now that all my pain has ended now
All my thoughts have exit out but fuck that I dissect them out
They said they would check on me but now coffin’s they checking out
Tryna see if I would fit but nah fuck that my legs stick out
 
Used to be a friend of death until they prevented death
Cables in my stomach made my digestion reject them meds
That trauma it sent me there it cost me fucking head 
It cost me fucking flesh I cover flesh so they don’t stare
Dye my hair to change my look so I don’t see my fucking self
Rip my hair out of my head coz I don’t feel my fucking self 
Cutting into my flesh just so that I can feel something else 
Then covering up my flesh so that they don’t think I need their help  

Blood spill out like Zinfandel worshipping nah infidel
Tell me bout your heaven nah fuck that because I live in hell
Take these pills then sink and tell my therapist I’m living well 
Lies in all my words just so that I can hide all my intel
Don’t try and depend on me I don’t even depend on me (no I don’t)
They think that they know me well I don’t even know me well (no I don’t)
They keep tryna engage with me l keep that 12 gauge on me (ay)
Blam all of them slugs into my brain there ain’t no fucking saving me

i don't know me anymore (Prod. Outworld)

Let me die faster, nothing really matters, heart been on a platter, my life been disaster, cranium shattered, my brain matter scattered, fuck what comes after, stab me with my back turned
Tryna recall happiness or how it shouldve felt
and it doesn’t ring a bell
Ive been feeling this way back before 2012
I hope you find some peace yourself
I’ve been tryna find the piece that’s gone send me to hell
From this life I finally bail I guess, I guess I won’t live to tell
I meant, I meant can you put me on the shelf? 
Do you think that I could be helped? The only thing that holds my head high is the belt
Hows the motherfucking room smell? After a few weeks of Missing all they think what can we sell? Whats his email? I need every single detail, let me take what’s valuable, you know that he won’t be here 
Start to see clear, but only on my death bed can I say Ive seen fear and not from me dear
Got you Shocked you seen my body its like headlights to deer
I’ve been waiting my whole life and now it’s time the ends near
Dont shed me fake tears, over my body dont copy, prolly forget about me its mere, please let me disappear

Remembrance of the Ghost Boy

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tuborosho - shalawa x Rave In The Grave mashup (prod. by mysweetrevenge)

Cover for the Chech horror rap legend Redzed

RAVE IN THE GRAVE (REDZED COVER)

Grabbing the swords for war, blood soaked floors
Of course, absorb horned headed demons from the ouija board
Hit Ouijaboy whats the reason for? This illusion disillusioned the solutions abhorrent
When it rains its pouring, plan your death employ it
Eat people thru Soylent, fuck living with these peasants, forewarned new poison
Black Magic Whorer Movie for my sick enjoyment
Got a clip appointment itching to deliver slivers size of a coin 
Whats that noise? Click, hotter than some porridge, horrid, all you fuckers annoying
Human life I strife with its pointless
I drop bombs, dont carry em
My thoughts delirium 
6 feet to bury him
Wood box to carry him
Rag wrapped like Syrian
Find the root, mycelium
Lose a tooth or cranium
Bitch im hard, vibranium
Boy you not, hilarious
Antichrist vicarious
Ouijaboy the scariest
Know you cant be serious
No you wont get near to this
Hear my flow? Meticulous
But Im still kinda new to this and no I dont do no tutoring bitch
Shoulda woulda coulda motherfucker but you won’t though
Innocent of innocence, and ina sense a villain hoe
The difference is insolence, you end up residential home
Horns up like an antelope, the New World Order scapegoat 
Float home, you dug yourself a hole
Arm and leg be the price to save yo soul
On the low, addicted to prescription bitch we know Im a scumbag I deserve death row 
Cogs missings, need a rewire, breathing retire, got my thoughts tripping, mental anguish, growing painless with my saw spinning, lowered on yo face, now yo jaw ripping awaken where the demons play
Weightless statements every word is baseless
Aimless swing the blade dont get to close you faceless
Brainless ass motherfucker, corpse nameless
Shameless, fucking with the ouija you courageous 
I taste the blood in my teeth if he dissing its sneak
Its straight fuck your beliefs, drop a tab underneath
Knee deep as I creep in the swamp and the creek
Sleep deep underneath set the haunted ones free
Im dishonest wont pass the gas off this chronic
Immodest my clique toxic the stick vomit
Missing mobbing we dominate bout everybody
A drugged up zombie with flesh rotting, the blood clotting
My shadow stretches to dark places it starts at hades
The hollow deadman with wretched stenches but can you blame me?
The cannabis just smells like piss I hit the lottery
My conglomerates shattering skulls, pottery
Reaching from their shackles, demons reaping tabernacles
From the darkness to your mind, evil creatures start to cackle
Creeping in the shadows you can find me on the gallows 
Leeching off the cattle feel no peace until I dabble

Solve et Coagula

REDZED x BEAT x REMIX

Let the moon light the way
See it glisten on my blade
Hearing me hissing in pain
While you’re sitting there listening like it’s ok
Seeing me reflect the same as I was when the pain wasn’t good in my brain  
I’m scratching that itch in my brain with a 45. magnum that’s pressed on my face 
I pull and I squeeze now my face on the bed covering up the floor with my stains again
All of my friends had to change em again now I’m stuck all alone with that blade as a friend 
Stuck in my room I can’t take this again I’ve been stuck in my bedroom since 2018
Got me chewing on pills always staying sedated but somehow I’m always awake  

Whenever I close my eyes  
I can really see inside 
Like my eyes roll back to my head 
Then the back of my head takes me for a ride
I try to devise my life but my plan keeps failing whenever I try
My skin gets flayed when I think bad times now my veins all beat up bad inside
Can’t tempt my fate anymore than I do coz I’m actually scared that it might go through 
Attempted death back in 2018 when I think back then I didn’t think I’d make it through 
Cold turkey’d pills just to take more pills 
Those early feels almost met my tomb
I still struggle loads and I hate it too
Only time will tell if I’ll make it through

Follow The Moon (Prod. Rajaste)

Hey I'm 𝕂𝕃𝔼𝕚𝔻𝕆

I started with various instruments... And after a while I lost myself in electronic music. I have been DJing privately and at events. I've only been actively producing for maybe one year. It is a process! I like rhythms/ driving & ofbeat bass and playful sounds.
I produce Techno / TechHouse  / and chilled BEAT's

Let yourself be carried away by the sound of KLEiDO 🎶🫠🎶

Tormenta, also known as Menta or TMT, was born in Valencia, Spain, in 1986. At the age of 16, he had his first encounters with the sound system culture, attending numerous Drum and Bass events in both clubs and raves.

At 19, he made his debut as a DJ at Sala República in Valencia. From 2007 to 2012, he became part of collectives such as BASSLINE ABUSE and NO6TM, performing in various clubs, raves, and Teknivals across Spain in cities Valencia, Madrid, Alicante, Granada, Barcelona, Tarragona, Galicia, Castellón, and Almería, as well as internationally in countries  Italy and Portugal. He has shared the stage with numerous artists and collectives from the national Drum and Bass scene, among others.

His career reflects a continuous dedication to evolving within the current music scene. He is always seeking his unique sound, particularly focusing on genres such as Neurofunk or Techstep in its darker form, with heavier, more serious sounds, or in its fresher, more harmonic expression with Raggajungle or Dubwise.

Currently based in Barcelona, he continues to pursue his passion for music and art as a form of ultimate expression, working and collaborating with collectives such as 


Tormenta, también conocido como Menta o TMT, nacido en España (Valencia) en 1986. A los 16 años tuvo sus primeros encuentros con la cultura sound system, asistiendo a multitud de eventos de Drum and Bass tanto en clubs como en raves.

A los 19 años debuta como dj en la sala República de Valencia y desde 2007 hasta 2012 forma parte de colectivos como BASSLINE ABUSE Y NO6TM actuando en diversos clubs, Raves y Teknivales  a nivel nacional en ciudades como Valencia, Madrid, Alicante, Granada, Barcelona, 
Tarragona, Galicia, Castellón, Almería,  también en países como Italia y Portugal compartiendo cabina con numerosos artistas y colectivos del panorama nacional del Drum&bass entre otros.

Su trayectoria refleja una dedicación constante a la evolución en la escena musical actual y está en constante búsqueda de su sonido en particular enfocado en géneros como el Neurofunk o el Techstep en su versión más dark con sonidos más serios y pesados o también en su versión más fresca y armonica con Raggajungle o Dubwise.

Actualmente, afincado en Barcelona, continúa trabajando en su pasión a la música y el arte como máxima expresión trabajando y colaborando con colectivos 

Solo Trap Metal & Metal Artist, USA.
Chaotic Music For A Chaotic Mind
Stream me on Spotify / Apple Music / YouTube
No longer releasing on SoundCloud

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