Produced by Imagination (https://soundcloud.com/user-137673614)

Shuffling My Thoughts

AERIN

Caught the air [Demo]

worms w/ sladewyd

stumbleine

0404 ft. SometimesGlow

Midnight

Sa Sadar

Yumi Fake I.D. (McPherran Remix)

Lyrics:

Sirens cry through poisoned skies
We lit the match, now no one survives
Oceans rise, the ground gives way
And silence waits to take the day

No prayers left, no gods to call
We're just shadows on a crumbling wall

These are the final hours
The ticking fades to screams
We built our plastic towers
On burning, broken dreams
There’s no escape, no second chance
Just fire, ash, and cold romance

We danced through decades, blind with pride
Now there’s no place left to hide
Screens go dark, the stars look down
While cities fall without a sound

We thought we ruled the sky and sea
But time has come to set us free

These are the final hours
The ticking fades to screams
We built our plastic towers
On burning, broken dreams
No voices left, no flags to wave
Just ghosts of what we failed to save

Hold my hand as the sun shuts off
Let the silence speak enough
In the end, there’s only light
A flash… then nothing…
Then endless night

This is how the world lets go
Not with rage…
But soft, and slow
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Lyrics: NTENSEIFIED
Music & Vocals: NTENSEIFIED
Produced By: NTENSEIFIED

Final Hours

[Intro]
Yeah, Southside, we codin’ the streets,
Algorithm of the South, where the logic runs deep.
No games, pure precision, let’s compute this truth,
Technical and raw, we redefinin’ the booth. 
[Verse 1]
I’m the architect of bars, buildin’ frameworks in rhyme,
My flow’s a neural net, processin’ truth through time.
Binary in the blood, yeah, my veins pulse code,
Southside savant, crackin’ ciphers in the road.  Quantum state of mind, superposition my stance,
I collapse probabilities, make the game take a chance.
Vectorized my hustle, scalar dreams don’t apply,
My trajectory’s parabolic, aimin’ straight for the sky.  Pen’s a compiler, turnin’ pain to assembly,
Each bar’s a subroutine, debuggin’ life’s penalties.
From the trap to the lab, I’m rewritin’ the script,
South’s a supercomputer, every block’s a new chip.  
[Chorus]
Algorithm of the South, we don’t crash, we compute,
Logic in the streets, every move absolute.
Technical and raw, we encryptin’ the grind,
Southside’s got the code, rewirin’ your mind.
(Run it, run it, execute the plan!)  
[Verse 2]
I’m the hash of the hood, keys uncrackable, fam,
My flow’s SHA-256, you can’t hack who I am.
Parallel processin’, multitaskin’ my fate,
Threads of ambition, I don’t lag, I create.  Fibonacci in my moves, every step’s a sequence,
Golden ratio hustle, balance power with frequence.
Entropy in the system, but I’m masterin’ chaos,
Southside Turing test, provin’ humans stay flawless.  My bars are recursive, loopin’ back to the root,
Each verse a fractal, self-referencin’ truth.
From the red clay circuits to the asphalt arrays,
I’m programmmin’ progress through these binary days.  
[Chorus]
Algorithm of the South, we don’t crash, we compute,
Logic in the streets, every move absolute.
Technical and raw, we encryptin’ the grind,
Southside’s got the code, rewirin’ your mind.
(Run it, run it, execute the plan!)  
[Bridge]
(Beat drops to a minimal hum, glitchy effects, slow build)
From the silicon slums to the data-driven dawn,
We debug the struggle, keep the signal stayin’ strong.
Every scar’s a checksum, every loss recalibrates,
Southside’s got the logic, we don’t bow to the fates.  
[Verse 3]
I’m a Bayesian bandit, updattin’ my priors,
Learnin’ from the streets, dodgin’ sirens and fires.
Gradient descent on my goals, optimizin’ my path,
Minimizin’ losses with the calculus of wrath.  Stackin’ knowledge like a blockchain, immutable truth,
Every bar’s a ledger, etched in fire and youth.
South’s a mainframe, I’m the root admin here,
Overclockin’ dreams, till the vision runs clear.  
[Outro]
(Beat fades, digital beeps echo, 808s linger)
Algorithm of the South, we don’t break, we compile,
Southside’s got the logic, runnin’ miles on the dial.
Technical, serious, with the truth in our core,
Dirty South forever, we computin’ the score.
(Southside, we out!)  



Algorithm of the South

I create genre-blending music using cutting-edge AI tools — from dark trap to indie folk, synthwave to cinematic anthems. Every track is an exploration of sound, story, and style, shaped by both human vision and artificial intelligence.

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💻 All lyrics, concepts, and cover art are built collaboratively with AI to push creative boundaries.

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Algorithm of the South

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