Goin Straight In

DTH GMaNN-How I feel

łmk

can’t get enough.m4a

in my feelings.m4a

Rent Due

Snoozing

LuhJay4- life of a thug

LuhJay4- unsaid thoughts

[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

can’t get enough.m4a

LuhNine