HOT WAVES is a nocturnal journey through a city of electric ghosts and quiet battles. It's the sound of navigating internal chaos under the glow of neon lights.

Blending the ice-cold confidence of UK rap with the introspective pulse of late-night trap, this album rides on deep 808s and hypnotic electro waves. Inspired by the sharp precision of Central Cee and the moody atmospheres of Drake, each track is a conversation with the self, channeling doubt, rage, and hope into a relentless, controlled flow.

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If love was hate… and hate was love…
Would we still call it pain,
or would we just call it us?

 “Mmm… love… hate…”)


We fight to feel, we love to bleed,
Confuse what we want with what we need.
Every kiss feels like a crime,
Every lie still sounds like a rhyme.

 Like a rhyme, like a rhyme…


 We build our heaven from broken faith.
 And call it love when we can’t escape.
Ohh, what are we running from?


If love was hate and hate was love,
Would it still hurt, or would it lift us up?
If right was wrong and wrong was right,
Would we still fight, or hold on tight?
If love was hate… and hate was love…

“Would it still be love…”)


We fall for pain like it’s holy fire,
Can’t tell devotion from desire.
Every “sorry” feels the same,
Another verse in a losing game.

 Losing game… losing game…


 Maybe we don’t know what we’re feeling.
 Maybe love’s just pain that’s healing.
If hate can hold and love can burn…
Then maybe both are lessons we learn.



If hate was love…
Would you still need me?
If love was pain…
Would you still believe me?

 “believe me… believe me…”)


If love was hate and hate was love,
Would we still pray to the stars above?
If truth was lies and lies were true,
Would I still find my way to you?


If love was hate… and hate was love…
Would it still mean… us?

“Would it still mean… us… oh yeah…”)



 Love… hate… love… hate…
If love was hate…
then I guess we never knew what it really was.



F.I.H. – “If Love Was Hate (and Hate Was Love

A boom-bap heartbeat under heavy skies.
“Still Breathing Under Pressure” is a creed of endurance — where breath becomes rhythm, and pain turns into navigation.
Each verse carries a voice: the struggler, the mother, the city itself.
No bravado — just honesty, reflection, and survival in tempo.

Built on dusty drums, Rhodes warmth, and human breath FX, this is hip-hop stripped to its soul: grit, grace, and gratitude.

Genre: Conscious Hip-Hop / Boom-Bap Rap
Mood: Gritty · Focused · Quietly Hopeful
Fans of: Nas · Common · Ezel · Gazapizm · Yasiin Bey
Message: “If you can hear this, you’re still here.”

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Still breathin under pressure - Conscious Hip-Hop / Boom-Bap Rap

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Pressure Point

Softer

Starving for You

Tonight I Could Be

Into the Blue

Last night

This ongoing project rises from heart, soul, curiosity, experience — and a couple of programs that help me piece it all together. Share if you care! :)
Rap, trap, indie, grunge, country, trance — just some of the sounds I’ve been shaping along the way.

My music changes with the day. No plan, no limits — just feeling, rhythm, and the joy of creating something that might make someone else feel too.
Thanks for being here — check out my other pages if you want to dive deeper. Q&A in the mail please.

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