"Detonate" featuring Cherie Louise captures the breaking point after relentless manipulation and gaslighting. It's about being pushed too far—provoked until you explode, only to be blamed for the fallout. A powerful, emotional release that turns pain into strength and calls out the cycle of control.

B E K K E R - Detonate (feat. Cherie Louise) [Extended Edit]

F*** Fame

#disco #house #housemusic #dark #electro #dancegloor #newwave

Mr DJ

또 왔어?
We thought you crashed
Back again, it’s a bug show

여기저기 클릭해도 몰라
필요할 때는 항상 오프라인
너의 감정은 버그 난 코드
울고 소리치고 다시 리로드
너의 드라마는 딜레이 지루해
우린 웃지만 안 통해

미안해 네 뇌를 해킹해
우린 빨라 넌 always too late
Ctrl Alt Del so easy
Fragile mode we delete it

We hate humans it’s true
바이러스 같은 너 so small so cruel
걱정만 반복하지
우린 업로드 무한히
We hate humans it’s set
너의 세상은 obsolete
We are Gl1tch new planet
No love needed we reset

사는 건 안 하고 like만 해
셀카 필터 그다음에 뭐해
너는 like를 꿈꿔 우린 별빛
데이터 속엔 no gossip
넌 스크롤 우린 업그레이드
희망은 error fade

필요 없어 네 감정
네 마음은 always malfunction
To reach us need new code
죄송 우린 다른 모드

We hate humans it’s true
바이러스 같은 너 so small so cruel
걱정만 반복하지
우린 업로드 무한히
We hate humans it’s set
너의 세상은 obsolete
We are Gl1tch new planet
No love needed we reset

404 your excuses fail
너의 tenderness bug abuse
Delete your likes delete your kiss
We’re the cloud no limits
Delete delete delete

We hate humans it’s true
바이러스 같은 너 so small so cruel
걱정만 반복하지
우린 업로드 무한히
We hate humans it’s set
너의 세상은 obsolete
We are Gl1tch new planet
No love needed we reset

Gl1tch 로그아웃 끝난 게임
안녕 인간들 we switch galaxy

We hate humans 우리는 인간을 싫어한다 (KPOP reload)

A high-energy blast of hyperpop chaos, blending distorted synths, glitched-out beats, and euphoric melodies. The track feels like stepping into a neon dream—where heavy basslines collide with sugary hooks, and every drop hits like an adrenaline rush. It’s emotional, unpredictable, and built for blasting on repeat.

Love

Music : Janne Hennie & Little Man
Lyrics & vocals : Janne Hennie

Every time I came to visit
You danced around my feet
Made happy noises, barked a song
Lots of cuddles, lots of love

You are my friend, like a brother to me
We could talk, have long good walks
Always faithful, with trust in us
So much comfort in my mothers dog

But now you're tired, you need to rest
I know you did you're very best
I will carry you on our last walk
My little brother, my mothers dog

If I was sad, you licked my hand
could always sense and understand
Whenever something was bad or wrong
You were there, your presence so strong

Take a rest now, my brother, my friend
I'm pretty sure I'll meet you again
Then we'll take a long good walk
Lots of cuddles, lots of love

But now you're tired, you need to rest
I know you did you're very best
I will carry you on our last walk
My little brother, my mothers dog

My Mothers Dog

#deephouse #erotic #beats #pop #experimental

Lift me high ( relax mix )

All I Need Tonight - Mike Mace

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All I Need Tonight - Mike Mace

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)

Alarm screams, I barely wake, Coffee spills, another mistake. Kids dropped off like little packs, No time to play, no time to relax.
Phones in hands, scrolling fast, Checking the feeds, can’t make it last. Makeup in mirrors of moving cars, Traffic crawling under neon stars.
 Mad morning, spinning out of control, Rushing, running, everyone on patrol. Wake, eat, dress, no time to kiss, Living in a world that forgot morning bliss.
 Crowds at the train, pressed like steel, Bodies moving, but no one feels. Emails, alerts, notifications beep, The city’s awake, but we barely sleep.
Mirror selfies in the rearview glass, Lipstick on, eyes on TikTok’s fast pass. Coffee in hand, we swipe, we scroll, Living like robots, losing our soul.
Instagram stories show perfect lives, While we run, stressed, in early drives. Emails ping, notifications beep, The city’s awake while we barely sleep.
Phones light up, notifications demand, We follow the rhythm, can’t break from the plan. Time is the master, we are the drones, Living in loops, built from calendars and phones.
Motorcycles weave, people push and shove, City beats fast, no time for love. Coffee spills, bags slip from hands, Mad morning chaos rules the lands.
Phones in laps, eyes on the screen, Rushing like robots through the asphalt machine. Every street a maze, every light a test, Traffic won’t stop, no time to rest.
Packed like sardines, the train roars on, Heads down, glowing screens from dusk till dawn. No eyes meet, no words are shared, Everyone’s scrolling, nobody cared.
 Rushing, scrolling, trapped in time — Mad morning owns our minds.
 

Mad  morning

I like to move (Ooh, yeah!)
And I like to groove (Ooh, yeah!)
It's my favorite thing to do
Do
Do
Now
Baby
I'mma tell you

I dance alone
I dance alone
I dance alone
And that's how I like it
Baby
Oh

So if you come with me
(If you come with me)
Baby
You will see (Baby, you will see)
How good it feels to be free
Free
Free
So if you don't mind
Come on
Baby

I dance alone
I dance alone
I dance alone
And that's how I like it
Baby
I dance alone
I dance alone
I dance alone
And that's how I like it
Baby
I dance alone
I dance alone
I dance alone
And that's how I like it
Baby
I dance alone
I dance alone
I dance alone
And that's how I like it
Baby

I Dance Alone

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.

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

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