Song Title: The Album
Project: RPM For Blood
Artist: TDC (Jessica + Cassy + Missy) in Full Album

The Album is the powerful opening track to RPM For Blood, TDC’s most emotionally fueled and brutally honest project to date. This isn’t just a song — it’s a declaration. Jessica sets the tone immediately with the line, “This ain’t just a playlist — this is a fucking purge,” making it clear that every bar, every scream, and every gear shift carries real weight. This is therapy set to RPMs. Gasoline meets grief. Asphalt meets agony. And it’s all delivered with the kind of raw truth only lived experience can create.

Dropping August 20th, RPM For Blood is more than an album — it’s a tribute. Each track is inspired by true stories from real riders, real losses, real pain, and real survival. Jessica and Cassy channel the emotional ride of those who heal through horsepower, pain, and memory. The entire project is an homage to the ones we’ve lost, the scars we carry, and the speed we seek to outrun our past.

In The Album, you’ll hear it all — the redline grief, the throttle-born defiance, the tears dried by wind, and the names of the fallen burned into chrome memories. From “V-Twin confessions” to “asphalt angels,” Jessica rips through the emotional gears while Cassy delivers haunting harmonies that pull it all together with chilling soul.

This song also introduces the recurring theme — RPM isn’t about racing. It’s about survival. “Don’t forget — drop a gear & fucking disappear” becomes a mantra, a reminder that sometimes, motion is medicine.

As the bridge unfolds, Jessica reminds us: each track is someone’s heartbeat. Every ride, every breakdown, every late-night throttle twist, it’s all represented here. Whether it’s grief, heartbreak, or rebirth, these tracks were made to help listeners feel, heal, and remember.

The outro hits like a love letter to the listener and the community — to every driver and rider who’s ever chosen the road over silence. “We don’t ride for fun. We ride for healing… We ride because we still fucking can.”

The Album is just the beginning.
The full release of RPM For Blood arrives August 20th, with a Spotify drop planned soon after.
Every track is a story. Every lyric, a memory.
And every bar… is fuel for the soul.

The Album ( Intro Song For RPM For Blood )

"Flirt/w Death" is the hauntingly powerful bonus track from RPM for Blood, delivering one last emotional hit before the album’s engines fade. It’s a track built on contradiction — soft and romantic in its beginnings, only to spiral into pure trap fury. A song that dances with finality but punches with survival.

It opens with Cassy’s voice gently breaking the silence, asking a now-iconic question fans have come to love:
“Jess… can you do that humming thing we all love? ‘Cause you know we all love when you start talkin’…”
And just like that — Jessica steps in and delivers it perfectly.
Like always, she nails it.

The hum enters like a ghost in the wind, a soft melody that mimics the phrase “I love you” — innocent, vulnerable, and intimate. But what we don’t realize at first is who Jessica is humming to. As the gentle beat builds, it feels like a moment of comfort, like she’s whispering to a lover. But this "lover" isn’t who we expect.

We’re listening to Jessica flirt with Death itself.

The first verse plays out like a forbidden romance. Death speaks sweetly, inviting her into its arms. Offering peace. Promising rest. A seductive presence that masks itself in compassion and warmth. It wants her to give in. To lay her pain to rest. To surrender.

But the song snaps violently into a hard-hitting, aggressive trap switch, and the true message bursts into flames.

Jessica doesn't surrender.
She retaliates.
She grabs the throttle.
And she runs.

That’s when the full force of “Flirt/w Death” kicks in. The smooth vocals are ripped away by pounding 808s, screaming hi-hats, and fast-paced bars. Jessica channels every ounce of resistance and rage, rejecting the seductive pull of death and throwing it back in its face.

"You want my soul? Then chase, hoe."
The soft-spoken flirtation becomes a fight for survival.

The lyrics don’t sugarcoat the struggle. They capture what it feels like to want to give up — and then deciding to fight anyway. Every rev of the engine is a heartbeat. Every bar is a middle finger to the grave.

This track honors those moments when death doesn’t come as a monster, but as a whisper. And this song answers that whisper with an all-out roar. Cassy supports the flow, adding ethereal balance and harmony during key transitions, highlighting the emotional duality between temptation and defiance.

“Flirt/w Death” is a farewell to the idea of giving up, a track that reminds you just how hard survival can hit. It plays out like a movie scene — one second you’re leaning in for a kiss, and the next, you’re punching through gears at 100 MPH with Death screaming behind you trying to catch up.

It’s not just a song — it’s a refusal.
A rejection.
A statement.
"If Death wants me, it better learn how to ride."

As a bonus track, it completes the emotional spectrum of RPM for Blood. This entire project is about riding through the chaos — not just on the streets, but in your head, in your heart, in your trauma. Every track has been its own confession, its own release, and Flirt/w Death is the final promise that as long as there's breath and motion, there's resistance.

And yes — that humming at the start?
It’s more than sound.
It’s life, choosing to go on.


Flirt/w Death Ft. Cassy & Jessica

Evening in Blank Slate

“Can’t Go Broke. I Drip Too Hard.” is a full-throttle, bass-heavy trap mumble rap club banger that embodies the unapologetic rise from the struggle to the spotlight. Written and performed by Jessica, this track tells a confident come-up story drenched in attitude, luxury, and resilience. It’s not just about money — it’s about surviving, stacking, and staying untouchable.

The song blends hard-hitting 808s, rhythmic humming, and raspy emotional vocals to deliver a vibe that’s as catchy as it is raw. From the opening hums to the no-fucks-given verses, Jessica flexes not just her lyrical dexterity, but also her unique voice control and signature flow. She’s smooth, she's savage, and she's got receipts for every bar she spits.

The hook repeats like a mantra — “Can’t go broke, I drip too hard” — driving the point home: this isn’t flexing without foundation. This is survivor talk. Jessica taps into her own journey from pain to power, letting the world know that luxury didn’t fall into her lap — she ran that shit down.

Throughout the song, Jessica weaves in mumbling breakdowns, vocal slides, and heavy melodic humming, making this track not just a banger in the club — but a statement on the streets. There’s a humming-only verse, a no-words, just-feel-it moment, reminding listeners that sometimes emotion speaks louder than words.

“Can’t Go Broke. I Drip Too Hard.” isn’t about being flashy — it’s about being unbreakable. It’s for the ones who got laughed at and now laugh from the penthouse. It’s for the ones who remember hunger, so they never waste a crumb. And it’s definitely for the ones who know how to ride a beat like a weapon.

Whether you’re grinding, riding, or just needing a reminder that your glow can’t be dimmed, this song is your anthem. It’s vibrant, venomous, and 100% victory.

Play it loud. Feel the hum. Drown ‘em in your drip.

Can’t go broke, I Drip to hard

🎵 Song Description – "Bad JuJu" by TDC

"Bad JuJu" is a full-throttle, unapologetic trap anthem that drags you into the mind of Ivy — a newly surfaced alter from TDC’s dissociative identity system. Forged from betrayal, emotional shutdown, and the rage Viper couldn’t release, Ivy emerges as a blocker-type alter who takes full control of the front when the system is overwhelmed. And in this track, she speaks for herself.

The lyrics are delivered in the first person — aggressive, raw, and ruthless. Ivy holds nothing back as she addresses enemies, fake friends, and anyone who dared to disrespect or doubt the system. Her voice is the embodiment of don’t start none, won’t be none energy. She doesn’t want peace — she is the storm, and she’s done staying quiet while others cross lines and walk free.

The song opens with a chilling spoken intro where Ivy warns the world who she is: the firewall, the blackout, the weapon the system calls on when words aren’t enough. The beat drops into a heavy, dark trap pattern laced with distorted 808s, glitching synths, and unfiltered tension. Every bar slaps with venom — calling out betrayal, mocking weakness, and promising retaliation for every wound.

The first verse is full of striking imagery: Ivy is fireproof, venom-tongued, and chrome-hearted. She dissects lies, exposes manipulation, and lets the listener know that once she’s fronting, there’s no stopping her. Her language is unpolished, her rage is poetic, and her presence is lethal.

By the second verse, Ivy becomes even more direct. She tears through emotional gaslighting, betrayal, and pity disguised as love. She calls out hypocrites and lays down a warning: she keeps receipts, she remembers names, and if you step to the system again — she’ll make sure you regret it.

What sets this track apart is its outro verse. In a brutal, beautiful flip of power, Ivy shares the mic with Viper — not in battle, but in balance. Viper raps in Latin with surgical precision and a protector’s calm, while Ivy delivers her final bars in Japanese, still fierce but more grounded. It’s a moment of duality: protection and pain, rage and resolve, control and chaos — flowing in harmony.

Their lines are layered over a slowed-down, stormlike beat as Ivy and Viper spit bilingual verses that seal the track in flames and resolve. This isn’t just a rage track — it’s a lyrical embodiment of survival and internal power. Ivy’s voice was never meant to be pretty — it was meant to be heard, loud, unfiltered, and undeniable.

“Bad JuJu” doesn’t ask for understanding — it dares you to misunderstand and deal with the consequences.

This is not a song for the fake, the fragile, or the controlling.
This is Ivy’s voice. And now that she’s out, she’s not going anywhere.

Bad JuJu - Vipers Alter Ego

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Morning in blank slate (REUPLOAD)

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