(Intro)
Yeah... pull up a goddamn chair, why don't ya? Get real fuckin' comfortable. You wanna know what's goin' on in this twisted head of mine? Well, lemme paint you a goddamn picture. It ain't pretty. It's raw, it's bleedin', and every single goddamn drop of this mess... it's got your stinkin' fingerprints all over it. So listen close, you son of a bitch, 'cause this is on you. This whole goddamn thing... it's all thanks to you.
(Verse 1)
The air in this room feels thick as goddamn tar, every breath I take leaves another fuckin' scar.
Used to be sunshine, now it's just endless night, and you're the fuckin' reason there ain't no goddamn light.
Remember whispers, promises you swore were true? Each one now echoes back, a kick in the teeth from you.
I try to patch the holes, where the feelings start to pour, but your memory's a blade, slicin' deeper than before.
This ain't no little hurt, no simple goddamn bruise, this is the core of me breakin', the sanity I lose.
And every goddamn tear that tracks down my face, it's got your fuckin' name etched in its watery trace.
(Chorus)
Fuck you, look what you done.
My feelings leakin', ain't no goddamn sun.
This ain't just sad, it's a fuckin' mess.
Every drop of this shit? You're the cause, I confess.
(Verse 2)
Sleep offers no escape, just nightmares in repeat, your goddamn face flashin', a bitter, cruel deceit.
Wake up in a cold sweat, heart poundin' in my chest, another goddamn reminder of the shit you did best.
They say time heals all wounds, well, that's a fuckin' lie, 'cause every passing second just makes the anger multiply.
I see your stupid friends, walkin' free and feelin' fine, while I'm pickin' up the pieces of this shattered life of mine.
This ain't no little setback, no temporary pain, you dug your goddamn claws in and scrambled up my brain.
And every single tremor that runs right through my soul, screams out your goddamn name, takin' its heavy toll.
(Chorus)
Fuck you, look what you done.
My feelings leakin', ain't no goddamn sun.
This ain't just sad, it's a fuckin' mess.
Every drop of this shit? You're the cause, I confess.
(Verse 3)
I try to find some solace, a goddamn sliver of peace, but your shadow lingers, a fuckin' endless lease.
Every song on the radio, every goddamn street, holds a twisted little memory, a bitter, sharp defeat.
I used to be resilient, a goddamn sturdy tree, but you chopped me at the roots, left nothin' but debris.
Now I'm just a broken branch, swayin' in the breeze, catchin' all the goddamn hurt with a desperate, ragged wheeze.

Look At What You Done

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DJKETDADDY - ALL NIGHT [BUY = FREE DL]

Miami lit! Crank that 808!
DJ — drop that BASSLINE, let’s go!

Go, lil’ freak, go! Drop it low in the club
Go, lil’ freak, go! Bounce that ass with no love
Go, lil’ freak, go! Whole block feelin’ that thump
Go, lil’ freak, go! Let that bassline jump

Streetlights flashin’, bodies in motion
Gold grills flashin’, sweat like ocean
Roof gone wild, rooftop burnin’
Whole crew steppin’, that beat still turnin’

Cup in hand, blade in smile
305 heat go wild on wild
Bass hit deep, heart beat jump
No chill now, just thump for thump

Hands up! Let that bass slap!
Booty clap! No cap, no nap!
Drop that low, spin that fast
Tonight’s full throttle, nothin’ half-assed

Go, lil’ freak, go! Drop it low in the club
Go, lil’ freak, go! Bounce that ass with no love
Go, lil’ freak, go! Whole block feelin’ that thump
Go, lil’ freak, go! Let that bassline jump

Edges sharp, fit so fly
Candy whip parked right outside
Drip so clean, no slow, no lie
DJ rewind — run that back, no shy

Mic says “Drop!” and the crowd go dumb
Whole room shake when that 808 run
No rules, no brakes, no shame, no tame
We sweat, we flex, we don’t play no games

I say bassline — BASSLINE!
I say no brakes — NO BRAKES!
I say turn up — TURN UP!
Then DROP that weight!

Go, lil’ freak, go! Drop it low in the club
Go, lil’ freak, go! Bounce that ass with no love
Go, lil’ freak, go! Whole block feelin’ that thump
Go, lil’ freak, go! Let that bassline jump

Spin on the floor, mark that zone
This whole strip ours, claim that throne
Eye to eye, sweat all real
Squad stay tight, no cap, no chill

Late night fire, till the sun come up
Bassline ridin’ in a candy truck
Shawty go crazy, body like flame
No slow motion in this game

Go, lil’ freak, go! Drop it low in the club
Go, lil’ freak, go! Bounce that ass with no love
Go, lil’ freak, go! Whole block feelin’ that thump
Go, lil’ freak, go! Let that bassline jump

Go, lil’ freak, go! (Miami Rap reload)

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.

DJ KETDADDY, 
an 18-year-old DJ from Ireland pushing the boundaries of sound. With a focus on hard techno, hard bounce, and hard trance, 
DJ KETDADDY is all about delivering high-energy sets that get the crowd moving. Recently rebranded, ready to make the name known and bring intense, pounding beats to every stage. 
Stay tuned for fresh mixes and upcoming projects as DJ KETDADDY continues to evolve and get his sound heard!

I'm A Sigma 🐺 stay strong 💪 folks find your 👑 and keep pushing 💯  

this has been an amazing adventure into my journey and i thank every one of you for all of your support and love you have provided during this journey

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