You don’t just walk away from what made you.
Tied To My Skin is raw poetry in motion—gritty, ghosted, and carved in scars.
A slow grind of memory and muscle, wrapped in dust and blood and quiet resistance.
This one ain’t for the flex—it’s for the ones who know pain doesn’t fade, it echoes.

Press play if your past still speaks when the room goes quiet. ⛓️🌫️🩸

Lyrics:
Yeah... can't shake it... still here...

Left my name in the cracks, broke the frame where you sat
Faded faces in the dash, drive slow through the past
Couldn't fix up the break, couldn't fake like I cared
Put my head in my hands, found no prayers in the air
Still you run in my veins, like a ghost on my block
Cut me out, count the cost, but you can't kill the clock
Bled for the wrongs, carried the fall
Built from the hurt, still answering the call

Can't wash away blood, tied to my sins
Roots run deep, draggin' me in
Built from the mud, can't fake where I been
Ashes in the veins, still wearin' that grin
Lost in the cracks, found in the pain
Carry the ghosts, callin' my name
Pulled by the dirt, weighed by the chain
Still standin' tall, still bearin' the strain

Can't outrun the cold, even dead I won't fold
Every street, every stone, got my secrets they hold
Told you live clean, but the dirt’s in the seams
Only pain when you breathe, only fire in the dreams
We was cracked from the start, you were cash in the dark
I was blood in the scars, you was glass in the heart
Runnin' on fumes, lost in the noise
Carvin' my fate, ain't leavin' no choice

Can't hide the scars, learned to wear ‘em proud
Dirt in my chest, can’t clean it out
Built from the hurt, can't fake what I'm 'bout
Scar tissue speaks, still screamin' it loud
Carved by the loss, stitched by the fall
Stand where I bled, back to the wall
Raised from the cuts, scarred but whole
Still walkin' sharp, still guardin' the soul

I don't pray for the light, got used to the shade
Built my house in the cracks, wear the debts that I made
Every ghost got my face, every street knows my name
Ain't no runnin' from blood, ain't no clean from the stain
If you listen at night, you can still hear me breathe
In the cracks of the stars, in the dirt underneath
Holdin' my ground, dust in my veins
Still tied to my sins, still draggin' the chains


Blood in the cracks, breath in the grime
Ghosts in my lungs, still breathin' fine
Raised by the dirt, born in the climb
Roots cut deep, still callin' it mine
Ash on the wind, dust in my teeth
Songs of the broken hum underneath
Nothin' to lose, nothin' to fake
Still wearin' the weight, still never break

Yeah... still tied...
Still draggin' the chains...
Still breathin' through the dust...


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Tied to My Skin

Shut It Down hits with cold precision. This is boss-level talk over a beat that moves like smoke through the club. No middlemen. No labels. Just top-floor presence and all-cash power moves.

If you don’t flex for clout this one’s you. 💼🧊💸
Lyrics:

Yeah, uh
Came in solo, still ran it like a label 
Told ‘em write a check, I don’t talk, I make bank roll 

I just left the lot, new Cullinan, two-tone 
Told her keep it quiet, I don’t do phones (Nah)
She just hit my line, tryna slide when I land (Yeah)
I don’t do the dates, drop the pin, bring a friend 
Two-tone piece, that’s a light flex 
Five-figure fit, I ain't write checks (Nah)
She don’t want a convo, she just wanna feel the breeze 
Told her, “Ain’t no Uber, you can hop in with the team”

Watch me, watch me, everybody tuned in
Turned the spot into a mosh pit, whole room spin
Big moves, no stoppin’, only run wins
If it ain’t ‘bout money, then it don’t get in
Watch me, watch me, top floor livin’
Hunnid K just to talk, only real ones with it
Whole city on my sleeve, yeah, the vibe been different
Shut it down when I step, yeah, they know we did it

Told ‘em keep the bottles comin’, I don’t sip cheap (Nah)
They was tryna count me out, now they switch teams 
She just popped a tag, now she tryna pop me (Yeah)
Said she never do this, but it’s feelin’ like a repeat 
Two cities, one night, private jet life 
I don’t do the TSA, I’m takin’ next flights 
I don’t got a stylist, I just tell ‘em what to send 
I don’t gotta flex, but the price go up again

Watch me, watch me, everybody tuned in
Turned the spot into a mosh pit, whole room spin
Big moves, no stoppin’, only run wins
If it ain’t ‘bout money, then it don’t get in
Watch me, watch me, top floor livin’
Hunnid K just to talk, only real ones with it
Whole city on my sleeve, yeah, the vibe been different
Shut it down when I step, yeah, they know we did it

Now they tryna book me, I don’t even check the rate (Yeah)
If it ain’t a milli, tell ‘em put it on my plate 
City on my back, I ain’t even left a trace 
They just see the plays, but they never see the safe (Nah)
I don’t take pics, I don’t gotta show receipts 
I don’t wear a chain, but the bands still peak 
If they talkin’ ‘bout the wave, know it came from me (Yeah)
Ain’t no middleman, it’s all cash when I leave

Watch me, watch me, everybody tuned in
Turned the spot into a mosh pit, whole room spin
Big moves, no stoppin’, only run wins
If it ain’t ‘bout money, then it don’t get in
Watch me, watch me, top floor livin’
Hunnid K just to talk, only real ones with it
Whole city on my sleeve, yeah, the vibe been different
Shut it down when I step, yeah, they know we did it

Yeah, yeah
If it ain’t ‘bout money, don’t waste my time
If you lookin’ for me, I’m hard to find
Talkin’ down? That’s a dollar sign
Tell the labels I don’t even sign


Shut It Down

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Inside Emotion

🎧 Track Title: 3Point5 (Jun4)
Artist: Rum / New Era (Skeletons)
Genre: Alt Trap / Industrial Drill / Experimental
Description:
“3Point5” hits like a half-lit memory soaked in venom and virtue. Raw percussion slaps against glitchy dreamscapes while Rum channels paranoia, prophecy, and pressure. This ain’t a flex. It’s a fracture. Run it back.

🧠 Mood:
Dark. Seductive. Unstable. Addictive.

🔊 Produced by: (Jun4)
Release Date: Jun 4, 2025
Part of: Sky Mate Revolution – Phase: Fracture Protocols

3Point5 (Jun4)

Hola

пустота внутри — это всё, что осталось.

это не просто звук. Это состояние.

мрачный, честный и слишком личный трек, записанный на грани — когда слова не помогают, а мысли греют хуже зимы.

для тех, кто ищет себя в темноте, кто слушает не музыку, а тишину между басами.

пустота внутри — это всё, что осталось

Sad rap inspired by songs from Lil Peep, Six Dogs, Yung Lean

i dont need your papers xo

underground dark trap

Lyricist: ZILLTRAFER
Composer: ZILLTRAFER
mix/Master: ZILLTRAFER
Producer: prodbyxrbeatz

ZTF-Nebudu říkat

Won't Feel

Planned This

Ethereal

soulless prod. YELLBEAT

Late-night rap meets smoky jazz energy.
Parking Spot drifts through mellow drums, soft sax textures and ambient night light — a mix between lo-fi calm and street realism.
It’s that moment when the world slows down and thoughts get loud.

🎙 Written & Produced by Niki
🌃 Recorded for quiet hours & city lights.


Parking Spot

Soft jazz chords meet lo-fi drums — Peace in My Palms is a quiet reflection on balance, calm, and growth.
A meditative blend of rap and ambient warmth that feels like late-night self-talk under dim light.
BTW: Greetings to Uncle D

🎙 Written & Produced by Niki

Peace in My Palms

Simo Häyhä (prod. onceunveiled)

“Life” is a song I wrote about battles I’ve had with feelings of depression. It’s a song with a theme of darkness and light. It’s human struggle, and should be relatable to many people.

Life

You told pretty lies just to keep me close, Said you felt something you never chose. I played along like I didn’t know, Sometimes the truth ain’t what we show. You told pretty lies and they felt so right, Soft little stories in the half-dim light. I knew they’d fade by the morning light, But damn, they held me through the night.

Pretty Lies

*Empty Nights* is me spilling every sleepless night, every thought that hits when the world is quiet and nothing else matters. I lie in the dark, staring at the ceiling, haunted by every choice I’ve made, every path I can’t undo. Every line, every beat, every pause is raw, unfiltered, and relentless — awake while the world sleeps, trapped in my own head with only memories and shadows. I remember walking alone under streetlights, the cold slicing through me, the emptiness pressing in, and I tried to trap that feeling in the sound. The melodies, the beat, and my voice carry the weight of nights you can’t escape. It’s dark, it’s merciless, and it’s straight from me to anyone who’s felt the same.

From the first note to the last echo, *Empty Nights* digs into the soul. I’ve driven endless streets at night, city lights blurring, feeling both free and suffocated by my own thoughts. The vocals are haunting, carrying sorrow, rage, and reflection all at once. The beat is moody, atmospheric, and heavy, letting each lyric cut through the silence. Every listen is meant to pull you into that suffocating quiet with me. These are nights you can’t fix, nights you won’t fix, nights that leave scars carved deep into your mind.

This song is about isolation, overthinking, and the crushing weight of regret. I wrote it staring at shadows on walls, feeling the emptiness grow and knowing some things never heal. The vibe is mercilessly dark, letting you feel the void without letting go. I wanted it to feel like sitting alone in a room, the walls closing in, letting the music carry the pressure off your chest. The sound is intentionally raw and imperfect because that’s what these nights are like. It’s not just a song — it’s a haunting of the nights I can’t escape.

Every beat has a purpose, every pause is heavy with meaning. I’ve looked at the stars and felt smaller than nothing, thinking about how some mistakes linger and some nights never end. The silence between notes adds weight, letting the emotion sink deep. My goal was for it to feel like a conversation with the dark itself, even if you’re completely alone while listening. It’s unflinching, oppressive, and reflective. This is how I process the nights that devour you from the inside.

*Empty Nights* carries a cruel kind of acceptance. Some nights feel endless, but music is the only thing that keeps me from collapsing. Even in solitude, there’s a grim freedom in letting it all out. I wanted the darkness to hit raw and honest. It’s for anyone awake when the world isn’t, thinking, feeling, overthinking, haunted. That’s the energy in every second.

This song is me exposing my inner world, unfiltered and unapologetic. I’ve sat on rooftops, headphones on, watching rain hit empty streets, feeling like the only soul left alive. The honesty comes from sleepless nights, regrets that claw at your mind, and thoughts that will not let you rest. Every subtle synth, every soft percussion hit, is designed to make you feel like you’re there with me in the shadows. The story isn’t mine alone — it’s for anyone who has lived these nights.

*Empty Nights* isn’t just music; it’s the darkness captured in sound. It’s for anyone staring at the ceiling, thinking about life, mistakes, and dreams that feel forever out of reach. I hope it hits the ones who feel hollow, lost, and alone. Every beat, every note, every lyric was crafted to carry that weight and raw emotion. This is me, exposed, letting my music speak when nothing else can. Play it loud, play it quiet, and let it take you somewhere only the night can — where shadows linger and the mind never rests.

“Empty Nights”

SKELLIFY!☠™  
Alt hip-hop from the underworld. Skull-deep beats, indie spirit, no apologies.

underground raw trap
Instagram https://www.instagram.com/zilltrafer?igsh=MWMwd29ya2lxM2kwbg==

LoveBot Army is a music collective pushing beyond genre and form. From cinematic dream pop to raw hip hop, from glacial ballads to underground tech house. Each album is a new chapter in a shape-shifting sound journey.

Our process is human at its core, emotion first, instinct-led, but we embrace technology as a creative amplifier. With AI-assisted, human-driven production, we craft music that’s both visceral and visionary.

LoveBot Army is more than sound. It’s immersive. It’s collaborative. It’s a multi-sensory world built with digital artists, visual storytellers, and rule-breakers across every medium.

Let the music find you.

💖 Let’s create something unforgettable, together.

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Youtube : https://www.youtube.com/@Lil_Ankey
Instagram:https://www.instagram.com/lil__ankey/
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Some of Lil Ankey's songs are on Youtube some not even on SoundCloud.

Who is Lil Ankey? Lil Ankey is a Rapper who found his voice in Highschool where he would rap against other people. he then got Death threats and he had to drop out he now lives in Indiana and sings and enjoys it. if you want to talk to him message him on Soundcloud. Lil Ankey Tries to get people with depression hooked onto his tracks and get them to get a reason to stay alive. Lil Ankey is an independent/underground rapper or musical artist, likely working in Indiana or the U.S., not yet widely known.

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God is good

Houston Texas but the pain made me. You can’t define me. I do it for the love of the game 🖤.  I have been working on and making music for over 20 years. I've put a lot of my older songs on here, but the most recent songs are new. I appreciate you and I hope my music finds you right where you are.

Gone Gray is an artist based in Brooklyn New York. Originally from the Pacific Northwest, Gone Gray writes music with a theme of darkness turning to light. Life is dark. Struggles are real. There is hope.

who am I ?
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Alex Gilmore
cinematic pop / darkwave / alternative

music for sleepless nights, neon cities & memories you can’t let go.

i write songs like letters i never sent.

based in Ukraine, reaching out to anyone who still feels something.

new single out now — scroll down, press play, disappear.

📩 collabs & inquiries: 

louvre322@gmail.com

New tracks tagged #moodyrap