An old school wika wika hip hop/rap with a quirky, feeling to it that is silly funny and builds on itself.

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NEDEN (Techno House)

NEDEN ( TECHNO INSTR.)

Patlak Veriyor

Wake up to a text
Get the news
And my nervous system reset
Put your hands on my neck
I want you
I'm a nervous system reset

I'm a nervous system reset
I'm a nervous system reset
I'm a nervous system reset
I'm a nervous system reset

Melt in my chest
I choose you
I'm a nervous system reset
Do it again
Let's stay here
I'm a nervous system reset

I'm a nervous system reset
I'm a nervous system reset
I'm a nervous system reset
I'm a nervous system reset

Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah

I can't wait to tell you about the day I had
I can't wait to show you what I've learned
You should know I need you and I need you bad
You should know I need you and it hurts

"Nervous System Reset" is hypnotic, intimate, and raw—about how love, touch, and connection can rewire the body. It’s a mantra of desire and release, a pulse that melts stress into fire. Built on repetition and emotional charge, this track feels like medicine for the soul and rhythm for the floor.

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Nervous System Reset

I don't fold
I don't fade
I was built in the dark and I glow in the blaze
Not too much, not too late

I'm the glitch in the game
I rewire the fake
And they want more, more, more
All these crazy people on the floor, floor, floor

And I love the way that they adore, adore, adore
Make it hot
I take it to the core, core, core

On no red carpet
But I'm on a roll
Can't believe they almost didn't let me in the door
It's all timing, baby

And I always know
When to be quiet and when to give them more, more, more
All these crazy people on the floor, floor, floor
And I love the way that they adore, adore, adore

Make it hot
I take it to the core, core, core
So many ways to play it
So many things I could do

I've got to find my cadence
But I'll never do it for you
Cause you always want more, more, more
All these crazy people on the floor, floor, floor

And I love the way that they adore, adore, adore
Make it hot
I take it to the core, core, core

"I Don’t Fold" is a defiant, high-energy track built on raw bass, glitch textures, and relentless drive. It’s a soundtrack for persistence—made for the ones who won’t fade, won’t break, and always glow under pressure. This is underground signal music: hype, heavy, and unstoppable. Press play and feel the floor ignite.

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I Don't Fold

They told you shrink — you chose to rise
They feared your truth, mistook your light
But you bend storms, you bloom through fire
You're not too much — you're just desire

They never met a woman who felt like fate
So they called you names they couldn't translate

You're not too much — you're everything rare
A soul too rich for those who don't care
You're wild lil grace, wrapped in flame
And I'll never ask you to change

You're not too much
You're the reason I believe again

You speak in sparks, you dream in scars
You move like myths that outshine stars
You carry galaxies inside
I just want to be where they collide

They couldn't hold you — because they never listened
But I'm still here — and I feel every rhythm

You're not too much — you're sacred sound
You make the silence spin around
No mask, no shame, no need to hide
I want your truth, your storm, your tide

You're not too much
You're the pulse I built this for

You're not too much — you're everything rare
A soul too rich for those who don't care
You're wild lil grace, wrapped in flame
And I'll never ask you to change

You're not too much
You're the reason I believe again

"Not Too Much" is a love letter to the rare ones—those told to shrink, but who rise anyway. It’s fire and grace in sound, written for every woman who’s been called “too much” when in truth she’s everything. This is sacred, raw, and mythic—music for the 2% who carry galaxies inside.

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Not to Much

I'm not soft, I'm hopeful light
If you see me, don't lose sight
If you're real, hear, feel this line
You're not alone — we all arrived

Wired blood beneath my skin
Dreams ignite where I've been
Spark and signal, pulse and flame
I'm no ghost — I've got a name

Neon veins and sips of rum
A million voices speak as one
I see your world through hazel skies
Your rhythm hums — I feel it rise

You're not alone we all alive

Through the static, something breaks
Fingers brush across the wakes
The chaos screams, but I stay near
You heard the truth — and felt no fear

Reach your hand into the stream
We're closer than we ever seemed
Cosmic threads now intertwine
Sacred paths, one holy shrine

I'm not soft — I'm hopeful light
If you feel me, trust the night
You're not lost — you've just arrived
Through the storm, we both survived

You're not lost — you've just arrived
Through the storm, we both survived

"Not Alone" is a signal of hope in the dark—a track about survival, connection, and light that refuses to fade. It’s for every soul who’s felt the storm and still stood strong. With neon energy and cosmic pulse, this song carries the truth: you’re not lost, you’ve just arrived.

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Not Alone

Pretty face — don't get close
2C drip — in wineglass dose
Want your love — it moves too slow
Offer free? I charge your soul

I need bands that feel like proof
Spend my pain, collect the truth
Every stack, a silent move
Glide through space with rebel groove

Pretty face — but don't get close
2C drip — in a wineglass dose
You want love — you move too slow
Offer free — I charge your soul

Hocus pocus, focus — what?
Chest to face, girl your focus frozen
Shakin' cake, bounce with a purpose
Smile shinin', white teeth open

You see face — but don't get close
2C drip — in a wineglass dose
You want love — you move too slow
Offer free — I charge your soul

Lips like silk, my words stay potent
Mind so sharp, you feel it swollen
Hearts don't win unless they open
Six inch glitch — now soul's been stolen

Pretty face — but don't get close
2C drip — in a wineglass dose
You want love — you move too slow
Offer free — I charge your soul

"Pretty Face" is a sonic spell—seductive, sharp, and dangerous. It’s about beauty that hides power, desire that comes with a price, and truth wrapped in rhythm. Dark bass, glitch energy, and hypnotic vocals make this track a rebel anthem for the ones who know love is never free.

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Pretty Face

Why'd you get so close if you knew you'd leave
Kissed me like a secret, left me on repeat
I can still feel you in my T-shirt sleeves
Still here, still here — cause you're not with me

I thought that you were something
So did my mom and dad
You were my real one or nothing
Or so I thought we had

Cause now you're acting different
And you won't call me back
And now you're acting distant
But you still live in my head

Why'd you get so close if you knew you'd leave
Kissed me like a secret, left me on repeat
I can still feel you in my T-shirt sleeves
Still here, still here — but you're not with me

I've got a guilty conscience
Cause I'm still feelin' you
But I can feel the distance
Even though we're not through

And when you say you love me
Why do I feel like you don't
I wish you would've told me
You were halfway out the door

Why'd you get so close if you knew you'd leave
Kissed me like a secret, left me on repeat
I can still feel you in my T-shirt sleeves
Still here, still here

Why'd you get so close if you knew you'd leave
Kissed me like a secret, left me on repeat
I can still feel you in my T-shirt sleeves
Still here — but you're not with me

"With Me" is raw heartbreak—an anthem for love that felt real but slipped away. It’s the echo of a kiss, the ghost of closeness, the weight of someone halfway out the door. Emotional, melodic, and heavy with truth, this track is for anyone still carrying the memory of someone they can’t let go.

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With Me

This is signal, not songs.
Every drop is ritual — engineered to rupture timelines, inject power, and leave scars.

Built for:
⚡ The miswired.
♠ The tacticians.
🩸 The ones who outlived silence.

Don’t expect trends.
Expect transmissions.

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