Dreams in Motion is a clean, secular melodic rap album that blends emotional storytelling with anime-inspired imagery. Across ten tracks, the project captures the feeling of a shōnen hero’s journey — facing pain, betrayal, loneliness, and transformation, while holding onto faith and destiny.

The production is cinematic: pianos, guitars, airy pads, deep 808s, and gospel choir harmonies that swell like anime openings. Each track connects real-life struggle with references from Naruto, Dragon Ball, Attack on Titan, Death Note, Fullmetal Alchemist, Cowboy Bebop, and more.

This is an album about resilience without violence, about finding hope in scars, and about turning battles into lessons. For fans of Rod Wave–style pain rap who grew up watching anime, Dreams in Motion is both relatable and larger-than-life — a soundtrack for underdogs becoming legends.

Beyond the Stars

Shōnen Heart

Titan Walls

Art & Production By: Wrathchild

Mixed & Mastered By: Wrathchild

Written & Composed By: Wrathchild

Recorded & Performed By: Wrathchild

Lyrics:

ladies and gentleman are you not entertained?
rome is burning hahahahahahaha yeah-

I got guap yeah I got guap I got bands like a lot yeah
put a knot on your head you get dropped yeah
run from cops run from feds shoot at opps yeah
go kick rocks hoe I'm married to the life

pull up on that boy pull up on that boy we left him right
better shake that ass better shake that ass let me bite
223 223 223 I feel like Mike
who are you who are me who are we I feel like

rome is burning

you and me I do all night yeah
sex money drugs is what I like
your love could last over a light year
and we like doves when we take flight

on that carpet like Aladdin you like Jasmine we gon' ride
feel like Bruce Wayne in the day I feel like Batman in the night
I'm kicking shit feel like Liu Kang I'll slap anyone in my sight
rumors of a risk of rain but I been stacking up my guap yeah

I got guap I got bands like a lot yeah
put a knot on your head you get dropped yeah
run from cops run from feds shoot at opps yeah
go kick rocks hoe I'm married to the life

I got some fake ID's I'm gonna' make my peace party all night
feel like the Black Eyed Peas who the fuck rap like me I don't need to write
I want ya' shake that ass I want ya' make them mad let me watch
cutting some snakes in the grass I'm tryna' make some more cash

then I'm gone yeah

she like baby I just wanna' sing ya' songs yeah
Lady Death bring me to hell I feel like Spawn yeah
Demons playing kiss and tell while angels fall yeah
and my vision ain't really well but I got guap yeah

I got guap I got bands like a lot yeah
put a knot on your head you get dropped yeah
run from cops run from feds shoot at opps yeah
go kick rocks hoe I'm married to the life

this just in the clean up crew will be getting a raise
after this absolute bloodbath

Guap

Art & Production By: Wrathchild

Mixed & Mastered By: Wrathchild

Written & Composed By: Wrathchild

Recorded & Performed By: Wrathchild

Lyrics:

what, die baby
I know its a little late folks but viewer discretion is advised
count up yeah (yeah) count up die baby
hahahahahahahaha
count up yeah (yeah) count up die baby 
count up count up count up, hahaha oh my god

we been hitting juggs everyday every night
she can't get enough of the way I live this life
I been off this drugs I can't tell if I'm alive
yeah I thought I needed love I don't need you to survive
yeah but that don't mean I feel alright
throw up your hands and touch the sky
baby I'm really tryna' get high
too many juggs and I might

die baby die baby
I been really tryna' get that Rari' Rari'
really busting out that, chop bae' chop bae'
really grinding on that, block baby yeah block baby
block baby jugg life, block baby jugg life
block baby jugg life, block baby jugg life

moving different shawty' whip it in the kitchen
I been on the fucking block all day it feels like its a mission
riding- riding with this choppa' on my lap cause' they be dissing
really feel alone up in this trap we all in prison hold on

pull up wipe yo' nose slat
I got four door rolls slat
how much is a dose slat
I just put a diamond chain on my bro yeah
murder what she wrote yeah 
jugging on my own yeah
jugging on my own

I been hitting juggs everyday every night
she can't get enough of the way I live this life
I been off this drugs I can't tell if I'm alive
yeah I thought I needed love I don't need you to survive
yeah but that don't mean I feel alright
throw up your hands and touch the sky
baby I'm really tryna' get high
too many juggs and I might


count up die baby die baby 
too many juggs and I might
count up die baby die baby 
too many juggs and I might
count up die baby die baby 
too many juggs and I might
count up die baby die baby 
too many juggs and I might

Jugg Life

Art & Production By: Wrathchild

Mixed & Mastered By: Wrathchild

Written & Composed By: Wrathchild

Recorded & Performed By: Wrathchild

Lyrics:

woah
hop out the whip and we shooting shit up
hot box bleed out the whip when its done
top floor I got the keys to the sun
dark night of the soul
I need me a Dark Knight to let me know
there's demons at far cry to get me no
feeling like Mark will try and let me go

I got this fire it gon' clear out the room bitch
all different diamonds on me like a Rubiks
2005 wrathchild I'm ruthless
2001 shoot that bitch like I'm Kubrick
I don't got love in my world I need Cupid
I got rich like who this? 
big ass tits like Hooters
check my wrist you need some shooters aye'

I might just, I might just
I might just rap my ass off
I tell them back up feel on my energy
she gave me brain like lobotomy 
she take my head off my body like Kennedy
universe on me like Ptolemy
I got this shit on my back, Atlas

I look around me its bad its malice
I'm in the land with the hats like Alice
drop top lamb with the racks in the palace
she let me slam I feel like Austin Powers
we do the dance wrestling for hours
I quit the xans only on that flower
don't need a man I could say it louder
too bad I'm ripping that heart right out her

chill in that whip neosporin the cut
gotta' bad lil' bitch gonna roll my Runtz
put down the clips and run up the ones
killing my darlings I've done it once
feeling like Dali pulling these stunts
shoutout to Ghazi putting us on
give em' my wrath show em' it all
I put it in raps they put it in guns-

they martyr my people daughters and the sons
feeling the evil hotter then the sun
ain't bringing Jesus back to where he from
pick up the pieces battle with the drums
I feel like Rome is burning under us
all of our homes turning into dust
they wanted my bones gave em' all my guts aye'

hop out the whip and we shooting shit up
hop out the whip and we shooting shit up
hop out the whip and we shooting shit up
dark night of the soul (I'm done)
dark night of the soul (soul)
dark night of the soul (sun)
dark night of the soul

ah'
yeah damn hop out the whip, shooting shit up
dark night of the soul

Dark Night

Art & Production By: Wrathchild

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Written & Composed By: Wrathchild

Recorded & Performed By: Wrathchild

Lyrics:

psycho never look back (one two)
psycho never look back (one two three)
might go show a lil' wrath 
she like why do you pull out the gat 
tell her I don't know I don't know that (I don't know I don't know)
make me feel like I'm mad (one two three four)
feel like I feel like I'm mad (feel like feel like)
son of satan not my dad (dad)

all black suit with a matte black chop (woah woah)
all I know is shoot when I aim at yo' top (woah woah)
riding with no roof like a mother fucking chariot
I got the cash in my bag more the merrier (yeah)
know it get scary I'm no ordinary (nah)
unload the clip let it scream Black Canary (fah fah fah)
rome is burning got me praying to Mary (yeah)
know that you hurt from the weight that you carry (yeah)
she get a curse and she talking like Carrie (yeah)
I'm not a King but I'll give you the cross 
I don't know a fallen angel thats buried
sins of the father passed down to the son (son)
I got a sword and armor I'll parry 
don't give a fuck about you and your gun (bah bah bah)
popping bitches like I'm popping her cherry (yeah)
murder calling yeah its calling for us

prince charming walk around with this mug (mug)
pink armor I be catching them slugs (bah bah bah bah)
fallen city I be fucking with thugs
I'll admit it I'll admit it I'm nuts
I'll admit it I'll admit it I'm nuts
I'm offended I'mma fit in her guts
she was lying lying I don't know much
you got me dying tryna' get it back

psycho never look back 
psycho never look back (rome is burning)
might go show a lil' wrath 
she like why do you pull out the gat (fah fah fah fah)
tell her I don't know I don't know that (ah)
make me feel like I'm mad (feel like I feel like)
feel like I feel like I'm mad (feel like feel like)
son of satan not my dad (dad)

know there's snakes up in the grass gotta mow (mow)
why you hating on me bitch let me know (yeah know)
son of satan I ain't serving the throne (go)
you got nothing to say 223 at yo' dome (aye)
you got nothing to say 223 at yo' dome
I got nowhere to stay hell is feeling like home (home)
send em' away tell her I'm burning rome
son of satan yeah I fell when I flown

too high
trails in the sky
oh my
fairytale who lies
when you realize
that all these real lives
depend on you and I
to keep them all alive

you choose to not look back (go)
you a psycho never look back (go)
might go show a lil' wrath
she like why do you pull out the gat (what)
tell her I don't know I don't know that (what)
make me feel like I'm mad (feel like)
feel like I feel like I'm mad (mad)
son of satan not my dad

(mmm...
son of satan 
thats my dad mmm...)

Son of Satan

Art & Production By: Wrathchild

Mixed & Mastered By: Wrathchild

Written & Composed By: Wrathchild

Recorded & Performed By: Wrathchild

Lyrics:

oh, oh, oh
walk up in that bitch I don't got time to pour a four 
diamond ring it got a cross I feel like sauron with the lord
I don't think I got an option might just go and up the score

what, devil in dior designer heart I buy galore
push the pedal to the floor I'm crying out begging for more
go to hell she said before I'm dying now get in the door
machiavelli wanted war but rome is burning it get hot

i just walked up in that bitch and i be stirring up that pot
hit a jugg all on my feet my stomach turning into knots 
now i'm running low on e I started yearning for the chop
got that gun to blow on me I'm really serving out that rock

got a pistol to his face and a missile on the way
i be pissing in his grave I be dissing with disgrace
where my misses? MIA, get these bitches out my face
round em' up like monopoly I'm pimping them all day

counting blues up like the Navy I been riding with the waves
lady death she wanna save me I've been dying to get saved
play macbeth and drive me crazy I been fighting with my fate
turn up baby turn up baby I be rhyming till we paid

diamond chains diamond chains I'mma bite you with my fangs
I don't change I don't change really like to stay the same
I got lightning in a bottle I don't want to play ya' games aye' 
don't know why these bitches follow me I'm gone like David Blaine

yeah I got this magic bitty eenie meenie minie yeah
pull up on your brother thats some easy easy money
trigger happy I get lil' squeezy off the molly yeah
river valley mountains I'mma cross em' for that body yeah

send em' to heaven get em' out of here
lethal no weapon I've been adament
teach em' a lesson about sacrament
send em' to hell and ask em' how it went

I'll go to war
I'mma fall out the sky wash up on the shore
devil in dior
I'mma devil in disguise not an angel anymore

so I walked up out that bitch I don't got time to pour a four 
diamond ring got a cross I feel like Sauron with the Lord
I don't think I got an option might just go and up the score
Machiavelli wanted war Machiavelli wanted war Machiave-

Machia-Mania

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Written & Composed By: Wrathchild

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Lyrics:

hahaha oh my god

hop out the whip we shooting shit up
popping out with my bitch show a groupie no love
the paparazzi tryna' get in the club
riding with my holy no grail in the cup
I made her shine like the ark of the covenant
breaking her spine in the dark and she fuck with it
I feel like I'm Tony Stark with the money and
all my life I just been running and running

I'm thumbing through all of these hundreds and hundreds
I pull out the choppa catch you and I'm gunning em' down
I can't feel my lungs how I smoke out the pound
Russian roulette take another round
watch how you step you could hit the ground
beat hit like a jet we gon' break the sound
I got no regrets fucking on my ex
seven fingers in her like a clarinet

burning out my bitch like a cigarette
looking at my wrist bite into her neck
I don't want a kiss I just want the flesh
how much for the tris how much for the tech
who the fuck is this bullets through the chest
we just hit a blitz fuck around and check
everybody dead everybody next
somebody dying put em' on a stretch

I got the fire fuck around and catch it
he wonder why hollows through his vest
you need supply never run on empty
you got the guy who can do it best
look in her eyes the devil has infested
she my demise I don't get her blessed
look to the sky heaven wouldn't let me
I'm exiled so I just-

step out the whip we shooting shit up
popping out with my bitch show a groupie no love
the paparazzi tryna' get in the club
riding with my holy no grail in the cup
I made her shine like the ark of the covenant
breaking her spine in the dark and she fuck with it
I feel like I'm Tony Stark with the money and
all my life I just been running and run it up

I taught that bitch how to run it up
I taught that bitch how to run it up
we boutta' rock out like heavy metal
we boutta' rock out like heavy metal
every dog outta' every kennel
every dog outta' every kennel
Ozzy Oz I'm on any level 
bite the head off a bat cause' I bare the devil

rock out like heavy metal
rock out like heavy metal
every dog outta' every kennel
every dog outta' every kennel
Ozzy Oz I'm on any level 
bite the head off a bat cause' I bare the devil
Ozzy Oz I'm on any level 
bite the head off a bat cause' I bare the devil

Excommunicado

Art & Production By: Wrathchild

Mixed & Mastered By: Wrathchild

Written & Composed By: Wrathchild

Recorded & Performed By: Wrathchild

Lyrics:

she wanna' throw her body, but I don't care about it
rolling stones off this molly killing every body
got a x all on my chest bitch I'mma air it out
send a text a little message then I tear it down

run that block in your town who got racks now
everyday a payday, I'mma cash cow
let it rip like beyblade up in the trap house
don't give a fuck what they say I'm bout' to spazz out

heart attack off blues
heart attack off blues
heart attack off blues
heart attack off blues

nah I don't check the news
I don't check the news
got a couple screws loose
I don't check the news

send a text a little message then I tear it down
got a x up on my chest bitch I'mma air it out
rolling stones off that molly killing every body
I don't care about it, she wanna throw that body

now she getting naughty woke up next to Bonnie Clyde
shots fired homicide they screaming homicide
knot tied suicide this a do or die
not gonna lie I don't think about you in my mind

know it hurts know it hurts know it hurts aye'
promise not to bite you back I know it burns baby
marry me then bury me one day you'll learn maybe
you scaring you scaring me like don't return baby

I don't got you in my mind
is it real babe check the time
I don't got you in my mind
is it real babe check the time

LSD check under her tongue
I don't see I don't see the sun
what pop beans pop beans for fun
what pop beans pop beans for fun

she wanna' throw her body, but I don't care about it
rolling stones off this molly killing every body
got a x all on my chest bitch I'mma air it out
send a text a little message then I tear it down

Eternal Sunshine

Kenny Suarez – Faith-Led Visionary | Christian Artist | Entrepreneur | Mentor | Father | Kingdom Builder

I’m Kenny Suarez, a passionate believer in the power of Jesus Christ to transform lives and a multi-dimensional creative entrepreneur living to glorify God through everything I do. I’m not just building businesses — I’m building the Kingdom.

From my earliest days, I’ve known the struggles of coming from brokenness. But through the mercy and grace of God, I’ve turned that brokenness into a bold testimony. Today, I stand as a witness to what the Lord can do with a surrendered heart, and my mission is simple: point people to Jesus — through my music, ministry, family, and business.

🎵 Christian Artist & Music Creator

As a Christian hip-hop, gospel, and genre-fusing artist, I pour my story, my faith, and my emotions into every beat, melody, and lyric. Inspired by artists like Rod Wave, Miles Minnick, Forrest Frank, BigXthaPlug, Burna Boy, and Tems, I’ve cultivated a unique sound that blends melodic trap, Afrobeat gospel, house, reggae, and R&B — all rooted in Scripture and spiritual truth.

Whether I’m crafting a soulful anthem of redemption, a vibey Afro-gospel banger, or an emotional Rod Wave-style testimony, my goal is always the same: to lead the lost to Christ and remind believers that His grace still flows strong.

I’ve released full albums across multiple styles — from Kingdom Vibes and Spirit Riddims to Dance Like You’re Free and Carried by Grace. Each album is a chapter of my walk with God, and every song is crafted to reach someone who feels unseen, unheard, or forgotten — just like I once did.

👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 Husband, Father & Kingdom Leader

I’m a proud husband and father of three, and everything I do is for them — to give them a legacy of faith, strength, and purpose. My wife is not just my partner but my prayer warrior, and her relationship with Christ has been a huge part of my personal healing and growth.

Fatherhood has taught me discipline, sacrifice, and deep love — all of which fuel my passion to be a leader in every space I walk into, especially as a spiritual head in my home.

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