Make The Pie Bigger
#30 of the #35in35 Campaign

“Make The Pie Bigger” is KANTIBUS at his most ruthless—track #30 in an unrelenting 35-songs-in-35-days marathon. From the opening metallic 808 hits and jitter-bug hi-hats to the clipped triplet flow and L-C-R–layered hooks, every element is forged for maximum impact. Gritty filtered guitar licks and shadowy tape hiss swirl around noir-style synth stabs and reversed samples, giving the beat a tense, subterranean vibe.

Lyrically, KANTIBUS navigates oil-slick streets and rain-drummed rooftops, painting a hustler’s world of blood-baptized ledgers, barrel smoke confessions, and sub-bass rumbles under blade-slick moons. His sharpened snares snap like gunshots, while ad-libs creep in stereo, heightening the widescreen drama. This is an audible testament to survival, ambition, and the relentless grind.

Game Make the Pie Bigger

Track #31 of the #35in35 campaign, “For Sale” finds KANTIBUS cooking up hustle metaphors over a trap beat that crackles with heat. His clipped triplets and echoing ad-libs riff on paper cuts, oil-slick Chevy drips, and cash-stack alchemy—each lyric a gritty ingredient in a formula forged by filtered guitar hiss, reversed vocal chops, and metallic 808s. The hook’s relentless mantra—“I really hustle, I really really hustle, Really?”—echoes like a neon-lit siren in an urban oven, while the bridge’s low-pass suffocation underscores the survivalist grit.

For Sale

🎙️ Trap meets Intellectual Fire | 📚 Facts Over Feelings, Always

What if Thomas Sowell had a mic in a cipher?
This is that moment.

“Facts don’t care — prove it right!”
This isn’t just a song — it’s a movement of minds, a lyrical blowtorch to bad ideas, a tribute to one of the sharpest economic thinkers of our time. Thomas Sowell's ideas get the trap treatment in this defiant, 808-fueled anthem that blends street logic, book smarts, and hard facts into one unforgettable track.

Whether you're a fan of basic economics, tired of media myths, or you just want to hear bars that bite, this is your blueprint. 🔥

💥 Featuring:

Male & Female Vocalists

Gang Hooks & Intellectual Punchlines

Hard-hitting Trap Production w/ Cinematic Horns

TikTok-Ready Viral Hook (7s)

Based on the works of: Basic Economics, Discrimination and Disparities, Black Rednecks and White Liberals, Vision of the Anointed.

🔁 Use this for:

Motivation playlists

Culture war debates

Book club intros

Debate prep

TikTok duets with political punch

The Path of Thomas Sowell

Verdansk Villian (COD Song)

Category 12 is more than just a song — it’s the final form of everything TDC has built leading up to this moment. This track is the embodiment of chaos, power, and truth. It fuses the emotional warfare, anti-manipulation mindset, and raw aggression from all previous TDC records into one apocalyptic soundwave. It’s a lyrical hurricane — devastating, untamable, and built to destroy the soft-spoken lies that have festered in modern culture.

The song opens with an emergency broadcast alert: the storm has a name — Jessica — and she’s not just a metaphor, she’s a declaration. Hurricane Jessica is the physical form of rage, truth, and destruction, targeting weakness, lies, and emotional entitlement. She’s nature’s revenge — a violent reckoning aimed at the manipulation and confusion being force-fed to society, especially to the youth.

From the very first verse, TDC makes it clear: this storm is coming for everything you built on false identity, fragile pride, and emotional fragility. This isn’t just about gender confusion, fake friendships, or political correctness — this is an all-out war on brainwashing, soft egos, and those who demand respect but give none in return. Category 12 doesn’t aim to educate the ignorant — it aims to expose and erase them.

The beat drives forward like a tidal surge, filled with 808s and haunting trap melodies. It's loaded with dark guitar riffs and stormy soundscapes that mirror the destruction Jessica brings with her. Every bar is precise, cutting, and laced with venom. There’s no room for comfort here, no space for sensitivity. This is cold, calculated demolition of what society has made sacred: emotional coddling, weaponized identity, and the silencing of hard truth.

What makes Category 12 even more impactful is that it’s not just a diss track to society — it’s a culmination. Every song that came before — Deadly, Need An Umbrella, State of Decay, and others — laid the groundwork for this. The themes of betrayal, mental manipulation, identity delusion, and corrupt morality are all pulled into this one explosive record. TDC doesn’t hold back, not even a little. The message is simple: truth doesn’t ask for permission, and storms don’t apologize.

Jessica, as the metaphor, is relentless. She rips through towns, minds, and movements. She targets fake love, pretenders, and the mentally weak who hide behind outrage rather than face accountability. She is the physical embodiment of the pain caused by being silenced, mocked, or falsely accused for speaking the truth. She’s not here to make peace — she’s here to end cycles.

And just when you think it’s over, the outro drops a chilling broadcast: she’s not done. She’s global now. The next target? Russia. A bold, provocative close to a track that feels less like a song and more like a movement being born in flames.

Category 12 is unfiltered, unapologetic, and untouchable. It’s the eye of the storm and the storm itself. It’s for the misrepresented, the silenced, the outcast truth-speakers who aren’t afraid to call it exactly how it is — loud, aggressive, and without apology.


Category 12

Fantasy football, it ruin ya peace—every day feels like war, no sign of release.Dive into this relatable anthem that captures the emotional rollercoaster of fantasy football obsession. Blending introspective storytelling with gritty East Coast trap vibes, this track vividly narrates the highs, lows, and daily battles faced by fantasy football die-hards—from checking waiver wires during lunch breaks to living by every word Adam Schefter tweets. With punchy rhythms, moody synth pads, and sharp lyrical realism, it's an ode to anyone who's ever felt the sweet victory or crushing defeat of fantasy football.

FANTASY FOOTBALL

"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

“Pills and Bottles” is the sound of breaking — not loudly, but in slow motion.

This track is about addiction, regret, and the sick comfort of chaos. No glamor. No filters. Just the truth bleeding through every bar.

Written, performed, and produced from the edge.

This is FDM. Welcome to the fall.

Pills and Bottles

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"mBaileyz is a boundary-defying artist and producer known for crafting immersive soundscapes that blend trap, hip-hop, electronic, and experimental genres. With viral hooks and cinematic beats, every track delivers depth and meaning—each one a layered narrative in motion. From blockchain anthems like “Blocknite” to soul-stirring pieces like “Blue Heart in a Red Land", and adrenaline-charged promos like "No Fears" for games like Madden 26, mBaileyz fuses cultural commentary with unforgettable rhythm. His signature style—cinematic, multi-instrumental, and emotionally resonant—is built to move both minds and bodies."  https://stuff.io/music/bitcoin-echoes-of-a-seed-music-single/

KANTIBUS is an American producer/songwriter who has been creating songs since 1990.

It is a portmanteau of his first initial and last name. 

KANTIBUS started creating what would eventually become known as Drill or Trap Music, demonstrating expertise in both genres. 

As such, he is a pioneer of the "violent real life criminal" styles that exist still in the underground today. 

FDM — masked voice of the broken, spitting venom through truth. Underground sound with overground impact.

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