your vocals gave me carti vibes. i liked them on this beat. you also kinda sound like uzi.

The serum really is lit. Keep going hard Gee dope track.

This song gaht that heat fam keep up with it

graaa

Produced By @Bizix
Mastered by Suite Sound Labs
Watch the music video: https://youtu.be/wfmNJaa9FYg

HDKN (feat. Bizix)

Blow Out

Use this link https://youtu.be/t6iV3QnbsUQ to watch my new music video on youtube. or search Switchblade Remy - Off The Walls on youtube and it will show up. 


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MUSIC VIDEO LINK

OFF THE WALLS (Prod.Vivokiddie & Shazy) MUSIC VIDEO OUT NOW!

This track is a dynamic fusion of underground grit and polished production. King Hood, hailing from Durban, South Africa, brings his raw, unfiltered lyricism to the forefront, delivering verses that resonate with authenticity and streetwise storytelling. His flow is sharp and commanding, weaving a narrative that feels both personal and universal.

Frank Zozky, the Bronx-based music producer known for his genre-blending prowess, complements King Hood's energy with a beat that's as intricate as it is infectious. The production layers elements of hip-hop with subtle electronic undertones, creating a soundscape that's both modern and timeless. The bassline hits hard, while the melodic hooks add an emotional depth that lingers long after the track ends.

Together, King Hood and Frank Zozky craft a song that feels like a meeting of worlds—Durban's underground rap scene colliding with New York's avant-garde production. It's a track that demands attention, showcasing the unique talents of both artists while pushing the boundaries of contemporary hip-hop. A must-listen for fans of innovative and heartfelt rap music.

Born Free

New Life (prod. Frank Zozky)

beat by jissa
written by cal meloblu
vocal prod. by prodkeech

lyrics:

Pick yourself right back up
Demons try to catch up
Don’t let them hang you up
Even if you’re scratched up

Louder screams, shattered glass cup
Bloody knees I patched up 
Calling angels for backup
You’ll win against the attacker 

When I’m stuck in my head
Need a new perspective 
Things are pretty tough 
But you’re gonna get through it 

Though it
Even if you feel you’re losing

I ran in flames to get higher 
I thought hell trips were required 
Or was it all my inner desire?
Was the demon’s lies in entire 

Yeah, I’m done with you
Yeah, I never found the truth
Yeah, who do I pursue?
Yeah, I wish I knew

Pick yourself right back up
Demons try to catch up
Don’t let them hang you up
Even if you’re scratched up

Louder screams, shattered glass cup
Bloody knees I patched up 
Calling angels for backup
You’ll win against the attacker

SHATTERED GLASS CUP

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music) 
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Woah) (Ayy, okay) 
(Skrrt) (Huh)

[Chorus]
I promise I'm runnin' it (Runnin' it up) (Yeah)
I promise I'm thumbin' it (Thumbin' it up) (Okay)
I promise I'm stuntin' it (Shinin' it up) (Woo)
I promise we up (Yeah) I promise we up (Skrrt)
I promise I'm gettin' it (Gettin' it gone)
I promise I'm flippin' it (Flippin' it strong)
I promise I’m winnin’ it (Winnin’ too long)
I promise we up (Ayy) I promise we on (Let’s go!)

[Verse 1]
They want the bag, but they don't want the weight (Huh?)
They want the shine, but they ain't got the plate (Nope)
I make a play, then I skate outta state (Skrrt)
I made a hundred, then doubled the rate (Yeah)
Told lil’ shawty, don’t call me too late (Uh-uh)
I’m in the jet, yeah, I’m up in the space (Woo)
I got a check, put it right in the safe (Yeah)
Still got the drip, got it fresh out the lake (Huh)

I put the “B” on the Benz (Benz)
I put the “M” in my M’s (M’s)
I put the gas in the wind (Skrrt)
I make it stack, then it spin (Yeah)
I mix the Gucci with Prada (Prada)
She wanna sip on colada (Woo)
Told her my name ain't no bother (Nah)
I got the drip like it's water (Splash)

[Pre-Chorus]
I know you see it (Yeah)
This ain't no dream (Okay)
I really mean it (Let's go)
This ain't routine (Huh)
Whole team eatin’ (Woo)
Whole squad clean (Yeah)
No fake schemin’ (Nope)
Racks on me (Brrrra)

[Chorus]
I promise I'm runnin' it (Runnin' it up) (Yeah)
I promise I'm thumbin' it (Thumbin' it up) (Okay)
I promise I'm stuntin' it (Shinin' it up) (Woo)
I promise we up (Yeah) I promise we up (Skrrt)
I promise I'm gettin' it (Gettin' it gone)
I promise I'm flippin' it (Flippin' it strong)
I promise I’m winnin’ it (Winnin’ too long)
I promise we up (Ayy) I promise we on (Let’s go!)

[Verse 2]
Racks in the vault and they don't ever fold (Fold)
VV my chain, yeah, that ice really cold (Cold)
Hop in the lamb, do the dash, hit the road (Skrrt)
They in the back, but they never on go (Woo)
Shawty too bad, but she doin’ the most (Huh?)
I took the lead, now I'm really the GOAT (Facts)
I took the wrist, now I’m drippin’ in gold (Splash)
They want the style, but they never the mold (Yeah)

Pull up in the Phantom, no ghost (No ghost)
I make it flip like a toast (Like toast)
Money be talkin’, it boast (It boast)
I put that ice on my coat (Too froze)
I got a bag out in Cali (Yeah)
I got a plug in the valley (Woo)
I got a move out in Dallas (Okay)
I got a check out in Paris (Huh)

[Bridge]
I know, I know (I know)
They see the glow (They see it)
I stay on go (I stay on go)
Yeah, I stay on go (Go, go, go!)

[Chorus]
I promise I'm runnin' it (Runnin' it up) (Yeah)
I promise I'm thumbin' it (Thumbin' it up) (Okay)
I promise I'm stuntin' it (Shinin' it up) (Woo)
I promise we up (Yeah) I promise we up (Skrrt)
I promise I'm gettin' it (Gettin' it gone)
I promise I'm flippin' it (Flippin' it strong)
I promise I’m winnin’ it (Winnin’ too long)
I promise we up (Ayy) I promise we on (Let’s go!)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)

Promise [Prod. PMO Music]

ZooStone - Sho nuff/ Mogul

Check out the full lyrics on Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/album/4amYTCeCb8XBRNtm16sdH6?si=IRAx6OjWSVuDRlztzahvOQ

'Every Day' is a raw and fast-paced hip-hop track that dives deep into the harsh realities of mental health struggles in an unforgiving world. With sharp lyricism, varied flows, and powerful metaphors, three distinct rappers deliver verses full of emotion, cynicism, and grit—yet laced with an undertone of hope and determination. Released to align with Mental Health Awareness Week in the UK, this track is a bold and honest expression of resilience and strength through adversity.

This is the fully mastered studio version released on all major platforms for streaming and purchasing from 09/05/2025.

Every Day is the 5th single release from our new album that will be dropping in 2025 so stay locked in for more! 💙

Credits:
- Verses performed by Mosside, ReckoninG & Cazy.
- Chorus performed by Mosside.
- Mix & Master Engineering by SJ Reid.
- Original instrumental beat created by German producer BYRD.
- Music & licensing by Rujay Torres.

Every Day

The Serum

carpal tunnel

Lyrics

Aw, damn, shit hit the fan 
He thought he hit a lick, that's when his heater jammed, by his surprise, I took his life
This automatic lift you niggas to the sky 
Make my day
Make my day
Make my day 
Make my day
Burn a hole in you niggas, keep on dissing, fuck a fade 
Make my day
Make my day 
Make my day 
Make my day 
Keep my ears to the streets, better watch what you say 

Chopper on my lap,
yeah that there's a wrap
You was talking tough, knew that there was cap
Rest assured I'm back, stocked up with the mags
Did it by myself, keep it all a rack 
I don't need your help, bitch don't make me laugh 
Show up with that belt, right up to his ass
I be up in my bag, so go and do the math
Forgi's on the slab, yeah that's back to back
Knew they wouldn't last, knock one down get whacked
Swerving through the trap, yeah we do the dash 
Once you see these opps, then you know to blast 
I got shooters in the paint, you just throw the pass

Aw, damn, shit hit the fan 
He thought he hit a lick, that's when his heater jammed, by his surprise, I took his life
This automatic lift you niggas to the sky 
Make my day
Make my day
Make my day 
Make my day
Burn a hole in you niggas, keep on dissing, fuck a fade 
Make my day
Make my day 
Make my day 
Make my day 
Keep my ears to the streets, better watch what you say 

I've been in the lab, smoking on that gas 
Don't worry bout the tab, you know I got the cash 
I keep the game intact, lil bitch I'm in my bag 
Chanel she getting that, that booty looking back
Lil bitch she know she bad, I told her grab the mac 
She sipping on the yak, I asked her where her man 
She told me in the past, chopper make him dance 
Man I don't give a damn, them speakers going ham 
She like that's my jam, okay then be a fan
Been running up the stats, give game it come with hacks
Yeah this ain't no cap, clutching on the strap
Turned him to a pack, I never like to chat

The Serum

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