This song explores the rapid transformation of parenting in the modern world — from the rise of "iPad kids" to the increasing normalization of intoxicated motherhood. As societal norms shift at an unprecedented pace, the song reflects on the chaos, contradictions, and humor of it all. Rather than resist the change, it embraces it with a sense of gritty acceptance: if the world is changing, we might as well find a way to enjoy the ride.

Bad Moms

A protest folk anthem about political betrayal and broken campaign promises, using highway metaphors to explore the journey between political rhetoric and reality.

Highway of Broken Promises

This song is a raw, confrontational protest anthem that channels pure anger against systemic injustice, racism, and institutional neglect. Driven by a relentless industrial beat, it serves as a powerful declaration from the marginalized, accusing those in power of a callous disregard for their lives and rights. It's a defiant cry of pain and resilience, asserting that while the body can be beaten and the name can be shamed, the spirit of defiance will never be broken.

They Don't Really Care About Us

Raw old-school hip-hop beat meets sharp social commentary. A witty, biting look at the compromises made to climb the ladder.

Lyrics :

The Immigrants "Bow to Rise"

[Intro] 
If you wanna rise, You gotta bend low. Bend low, bend slow. Yeah, that’s how the game goes.
[Verse 1] 
Bless the boss with the shiny shoes, Laughs too loud, got nothing to lose. Always got some clowns around, Standing stiff, spinning round and round.
Acting big, but he’s full of air, Talk too slick? Better beware. Boom boom, pop pop, just noise, Clown kings playing with broken toys.
[Pre-Chorus] 
Bend low, bend slow, Bend your pride just so. Smile fake, stand in line, Pretend you fine, pretend you fine.
[Chorus] 
If you wanna rise, you gotta bow. Bend your back, fake that vow. If you wanna rise, you gotta bow, Play the fool, at least for now.
[Verse 2] 
Promises cracked like worn-out boots, Oaths so fake they got no roots. If the prince got pockets of sand, Don’t expect gold in the people’s hands.
Heads up, kid, watch your back, After this hustle, what you gonna stack? Think this world gonna smile for you? You might see what the blind never knew.
[Pre-Chorus] 
Bend low, bend slow, Bend your pride just so. Smile fake, stand in line, Pretend you fine, pretend you fine.
[Chorus] 
If you wanna rise, you gotta bow. Bend your back, fake that vow. If you wanna rise, you gotta bow, Play the fool, at least for now.
[Bridge] 
What's the game, what's the play? A broken crown on a broken day. Say "hi" to the puppets, wave to the throne, Kiss the ring, or break the stone.
[Outro] 
Bow to rise, Bow to rise, Bend your pride, Bow to rise.



Bow to Rise

Intro-
You will find out
"Please,"
among other things
"Help me,"
what was it like to wake up 
after never having gone to sleep
"Please"
You see, you can't have experience at nothing.
"help me"
so after you're dead the only thing that can happen is the same experience 
or the same sort of experience as when you were born.
But why?

Verse-
cause, I'm just an optimistic suicidal mental health activist 
observant like these anti-drug feens exhibiting with no kicks broke as shit
receiving fixes inside a handicap stall 
sniffing pink pixie sticks off Tim's dick. 

"but I'm not a closet fag mkay" 

It seems like every fucking peeping Tom dick n hairy's part of the spectrum now of days 
believe it or not its one of the only ways moms can be praised for not terminating the pregnancy 
at a later date yo korcid that's fictitious like the firmament's about to break 
so stop slapping knees laughing hysterically lacking morals and the fundamentals 
to rationalize a lick of common sense memorizing the gospel of John 
only to preach it in the fucking loonie bin

"Please Help Me"

Outro-
Stewart Little? 
gasp Nigro please that little rat has nothing on me
 and if I work hard I could be the greatest rapper there ever was? 
rapper? hell nah you stink 
ah well screw you guys I'm going home

Please Help Me

"Be Yourself" drifts between quiet self reflection and the uneasy sense that the world is close to tearing itself apart. I Quote the Liar layers beauty over tension, letting the threat sit in the background while the focus stays on the choice to hold your ground and remain yourself. It is calm, haunting, and laced with an urgency you can feel.

Be Yourself - DEMO

"Instagirl"은 화면 속 '이상적인 자아'를 좇는 세대에 대한 감정적인 풍자이자,
그 안에서 길을 잃은 진짜 자신에 대한 이야기입니다.
아프로비트와 저지클럽의 리듬 위에,
멜로디컬한 랩과 무너지는 듯한 감정을 얹어
SNS라는 가상의 무대 위에 서 있는 우리 모두를 비춰봅니다.

이 곡은 누군가의 '좋아요'보다,
내 마음속 '나'에게 집중하길 바라는 마음에서 시작됐습니다.

"Instagirl" is a melancholic satire of a generation chasing perfection through the lens of social media.
Layered over Afrobeat rhythms and Jersey Club triplet kicks, the track blends melodic rap with broken emotional phrasing to reflect the disconnect between online identity and inner self.

It’s not just a song about her — it’s a mirror to all of us,
scrolling through curated lives while losing touch with our own.

This track isn’t asking for likes.
It’s asking you to look inward.

Lyrics:

[Hook]
어디 가는 건데, 그 filter 뒤엔
진짜 너는 없는 듯해, 그 속은 blank
이젠 감정도 포즈처럼 연습하네
밤은 길어, 스토리는 짧은데 yeah

[Verse 1]
셀카 속 네 눈동자, 초점은 날 피해
웃는 척했지, 근데 난 그 틈을 봐버렸네
자기애를 가장한 허기, 그건 내가 아는 pain
내가 걷는 길과 닮았기에 괜히 화났네

DM은 불이 켜져, 감정은 꺼져
진심은 '보안 설정', 외로움만 터져
누구보다 밝은 척, 누구보다 어두워
매일이 전시회, 근데 너의 맘은 걸작은 아니야

[Verse 2]
완벽해 보여, 그 grid 위의 life
근데 거긴 온기 없지, just likes
시간은 멈췄지, 네 피드에선
근데 넌 계속 달려, 누가 쫓는 것처럼

너가 진짜로 원하는 게 뭔지도 모른 채
그들의 기대대로 넌 움직이고 있어 왜
기준은 바깥에 있어, 거울도 너를 몰라
하트 하나에 자존감이 조절되는 거잖아

[Verse 3]
질투인지 걱정인지 나도 헷갈려
너의 모습이 내 과거 같아서 말이야
'예쁜 척'이 아니라 '안 망하려는 몸부림'
우린 다 그러고 살아, 근데 그건 위험해

#감성 #평온 #지금은힐링 – 다 알고 있어
그 밑에 깔린 텅 빈 밤, 그건 나도 겪어
비교는 독이 돼, 그걸 매일 마시잖아
우린 매일 중독돼, 자기가 아닌 타인한테

[Verse 4]
너무 열심히 꾸몄더니, 너는 사라졌고
진심은 누락됐지, 텍스트만 남았어
하루 종일 show해, 하지만 backstage엔
무대 공포증처럼 또 너 자신을 못 봐

거울 속 네 모습보다 셀카가 더 익숙해
그건 그냥 익숙함일 뿐, 그게 네 본심은 아냐
'진짜'는 무섭지, 그래서 다들 감추지
근데 그거 말고 남는 게 뭐가 있지?

[Hook – Outro]
어디 가는 건데, 그 filter 뒤엔
진짜 너는 없는 듯해, 그 속은 blank
너를 조종하는 건 네 손이 아닌 screen
그 안의 세상이 네 모든 dream?


#Afrobeats #JerseyClub #MelodicRap #EmotionalHipHop #LoFiVibes  
#TripletKicks #SingRap #SocialCommentary #ModernLife #Instagirl  
#VulnerableVocals #AltHipHop #MinimalBeat #EmoRap #KHipHop

Overman - Instagirl (feat. Swan)

We failed.
As a people, we are evil
Donating to torture
Pinioning wings 
And butchering the tails.

Genocidal deflection
As a people, we are evil
Funding all the missiles
Cratering a hospital
For the chance of insurrection

Look at the pain we've caused 
As a people, we are evil
Emissions paint the sky
Passed the point of no return
Our kids will inherit the fall. 

We failed. 
We failed.
We failed.

The planet is evil, and so am I
A broken drive
These chains have been rusting for years 
I should just disappear
Atone for the torment with suicide..

But if I did that
How could I save other people like me? 
From the shadow that kept me deprived?
Can A person with a twisted psyche
Unravel like fabric
without any wrinkles in time?
Can I live without wanting to die?
Is it possible
To feel relief while I am alive?

They tortured with no remorse
Those people, they are evil
They strangled him slowly 
Mocked him for weakness
And bruised his body for sport

His mother was watching
Those people, the are evil
She begged him to run away
But as a victim of Stockholm syndrome
He couldn't resist.

So they tortured until he died
Those people, they are evil
He pleaded for them to stop 
He thought they were his friends
His blood is on your hands. 
You can no longer hide.

I'm so sorry Jean
That we failed you,
You didn't deserve to die

These people will be punished.
I promise you that 
Karma always extracts a price

You didn't fight back. 
Not because you were weak
You tried not to stoop to their level. 

You knew they were evil
You just couldn't leave
The abuse was less physical than mental.

We failed. 
We failed.
We failed.

The planet is evil, and so am I
A broken drive
These chains have been rusting for years 
I should just disappear
Atone for the torment with suicide..

But if I did that
How could I save other people like me? 
From the shadow that kept me deprived?
Can A person with a twisted psyche
Unravel like fabric
without any wrinkles in time?
Can I live without wanting to die?
Is it possible
To feel relief while I am alive?

We failed
We failed. 
Please God. Forgive us.
We don't mean the things we do. 
We're a misguided species
Don't punish us too harshly when the time comes.


We Failed

"Echoes of Power" é um pop moderno que explora poder, escolhas e suas consequências no mundo atual. Com letras que misturam emoção e crítica social, Lucid Bridget cria uma narrativa intensa, transformando caos e conflitos em música. Cada verso é um convite à reflexão sobre responsabilidade, impacto e a força da arte como expressão de verdade.

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