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Re-Extended 25

bRAgadino - enlightened & awoke [mixtape] prod by undaland fortress

Detroit / Flint Type Beat 2023
hmu if u need a beat or a song mixed for the low ball

I Made The Beat

I Made The Beat (Feat. Xayno) Prod. Luciano 2✖

The Space Between

This is a demo from my new project "Otto Crune"
Link: soundcloud.com/ottocrune/tracks

Beat Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ucaRHWE4ubc
Beat By: https://www.youtube.com/@anarky5589
Image: hotpot.ai/art-generator

im A pharaoh demo freestyle wav.1

@Burnseych7
smasher outstanding coorkers Listen to THE LEAF WILL FALL by Burnseych7 on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/iKCzG1odnwQQurjt8

THE LEAF Will FALL-(Burnseych7)

Memories

No Dought (Original Mix)

Bestie (Ft. Zakeeyah)

"See Thru" by Jayl0ck is a high-energy, experimental trap track that fuses elements of cloud rap with punk-like intensity. The song is characterized by its bouncy, hypnotic beat and Jayl0ck’s signature delivery, which is filled with ad-libs and a playful, yet chaotic flow. The production is minimalistic, with distorted 808s and atmospheric synths, creating a dark, moody backdrop for Jayl0ck's vocal performance. The track captures the thrill of reckless youth, touching on themes of indulgence and partying, with Jayl0ck’s distinctive style bringing a unique, almost otherworldly vibe to the song. "See Thru" perfectly exemplifies Jayl0ck’s ability to blend high-energy trap with experimental sounds, making it a standout in his discography.

See Thru

Novacane wit a bounce (BRNDNEDIT).mp3

watch the video here : https://vimeo.com/1076474289 or here https://youtu.be/5fFAKgJpi1Y?si=xy4vQ6C22O7wC3Hk

TRACK: "Run Through the Fire, Climb Over the Dead"

A sonic war relic from the novel "Behind Us the Land" – fusing post-industrial brutality with raw rap storytelling to score the Feyerabend family's 1945 escape.

Sound:

Bass as Trauma Pulse: Switches between 808-like dread and metallic shrieks (like Stuka sirens)

Drums as Death March: Snare hits mimic MG42 bursts, kicks echo refugee footsteps

Rap DNA: Half-sung verses morph into typical Rap flows (think Clipping. meets Protomartyr)

Archaeological Sounds: Authentic WWII bomb impacts, Danzig's cobblestones cracking

"Post-rock's despair meets rap's urgency – my mother's diaries ('...and then the guns fell silent') spat back as survival rhymes over collapsing basslines."

For fans of:

The Body's bass-driven doom with Billy Woods' historical lyricism

Godspeed You! Black Emperor scoring a war documentary

Music that doesn't entertain – it testifies

📖 Soundtrack to the novel "Behind Us the Land"
🎤 Lyrics sourced from my mother's survival diaries

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TRACK: "Run Through the Fire, Climb Over the Dead"

Ein klangliches Kriegsrelikt aus dem Roman "Hinter uns dem Land" – verschmilzt post-industrielle Wucht mit Rap-Erzählkraft zur Vertonung von Flucht 1945.

Sound:

Bass als Trauma-Puls: Pendelt zwischen 808-Drohnen und Stuka-Sirenen-Schreien

Schlagzeug als Todesmarsch: Snares wie MG42-Salven, Kicks wie Flüchtlingsschritte

Rap-Einfluss: Zeilen im typischen Rap-Stil (zwischen Audio88 und Author & Punisher)

Sound-Archäologie: Echte Bombeneinschläge, splitterndes Danziger Pflaster

"Post-Rock-Verzweiflung trifft Rap's Dringlichkeit – meine Mutter's Tagebücher ('...und dann schwiegen die Waffen') als Überlebens-Reime über kollabierenden Basslinien."

Für Fans von:

Swans mit der lyrischen Wucht von Haftbefehl

Einstürzende Neubauten vertonen ein Geschichtsbuch

Musik, die nicht unterhält – sondern bezeugt

📖 Soundtrack zum Roman "Hinter uns das Land"
🎤 Textfragmente aus den Flucht-Tagebüchern meiner Mutter

Run Through The Fire, Climb Over The Dead

Let’s fly through the town on our skateboards
✨ 🖤

LETS FLY THROUGH THE TOWN ON OUR SKATEBOARDS

Here’s the 1st song off my album “ Dope Enough “ ………⚡️✊🏾🎹🔥

Hail Zeus "Changed my Name" - Apollo (prod. Decicco x Baby Zeus)

Dogfish. Riding.

latchdoll

Super Romeo Freestyle ft Nkasi Prod.KYXXX- Romeo Rage 1

'me' is an unapologetic ode to artist Prop's lived experience. Prop shares the highs and lows of his life's journey so far. I (BCor) knew I had my work cut out for me when I heard what Prop had wrote, I knew I had to create a sound that captured that feeling that Prop so eloquently describes.

produced by BCor.
written and performed by Prop.

thank u for all the love and support, I appreciate all ye 
#hiphop #hiphopmusic #rap #new #newmusic #undergroundrap #SCFirst #soundcloudrapper #soundcloudrap #2025music #music2025 

Recorded, mixed and master by Slipper

Lyrics

Pump The Brakes
Pull right
I got hoes to the left
I got soo much dope
N imma smoke it myself 
x4
(ey ey)
hook
Big big bag
Like Santa all red
(I) got some hoes hoes hoes
N they all off they meds
You can't do shit
You're still stuck in bed
I'm at your white picket fench
Lookin like a death threat
I don't wanna hear about your bros
N how much they can bench press
Stop acting like your my friend
I hate that fake shit
End it
Uh, we winning
we winning
we winng
we win it all

my verse:
Need some meds no Adderall
So much guap can't count it all
In the castle Dracula
Stand up to me your down to fall
Your wit em don't back em up
Hate people can't stand y'all
I can't help it 
And it's just like that
...
and it's like that
... ey ey ey
and it's just like that

Pump The Brakes ft am.gwala (Prod HustlaSincElPaso)

The Flow (FREE BEAT/DOWNLOAD)

OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO: https://youtu.be/AmawWBhA-js?si=dDmid_dOSJoNUhnN

New Single “Chicago To Lake Forest Freestyle” By JayGee, Produced By Basa Beatz Is OUT NOW ON SPOTIFY, APPLE MUSIC, YOUTUBE, TIDAL & ALL OTHER STREAMING PLATFORMS

FOLLOW ME ON ALL SOCIAL MEDIA AND STREAMING PLATFORMS‼️

TWITTER: https://twitter.com/JayGeeWorld2

INSTAGRAM: https://www.instagram.com/jaygeeworld2

YOUTUBE: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCOczjTDA8vbpjbVZxge40Hg

SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0J5RYnnaPme5mTwR5Ae5gs?si=wis9Fd_OTEyfBP_1LxNO9g

APPLE MUSIC: https://music.apple.com/us/artist/jaygee/515620532

TIKTOK: http://tiktok.com/@jaygeeworld2

Chicago To Lake Forest Freestyle

classic

GO GET IT

Backyard Blues

Mayday

Dancehall banger guaranteed to get the dancefloor moving. shaking and bubbling. Tun Up Tun Up! are back with an absolute dancehall belter, designed for the party!!

ACTION

Listen on YouTube: https://youtu.be/X37xDTgGQJI?si=_1i0NttLrfLNh9PN

Lost Me Now

[Intro / Hook]
Alexa, play everyone who played me  
Now it’s heartbreak loops in HD, on my iPhone lately  
Run it back, lil nigga — yeah, I heard that line already  
Auto-reply on timing like “you dead to me, lul baby”

[Verse 1]
Rebooted again — I ain’t crash in a minute  
Blocked your IP — now my wifey’s WiFi winning  
How you tryna trace me when you ain’t got no pings in it  
Ghosted smooth — out the chat, thuggin with no limit  

Ran off with the logs — now she cryin’ to a chatbot  
Tried to trace me — but I vanished when the MAC dropped  
Dark mode love — you ain’t see it 'til the flash stopped (pew pew)  
Now I’m off-grid — movin’ smooth like a laptop  

She a pop-up — I just X out  
Too much traffic — so I crash out  
Out the backdoor — like I’m logged out  
Did it all clean — when you ain’t got no pings in it  

[Verse 2]
iMessage green now — that’s how karma works  
Outta my life, now I’m back in my purpose  
Drip too loud — got the Net tryna nerf it  
VVs dancin’ like I scripted the surface  

I told Alexa — “play everyone that played me”  
Now it’s heartbreak loops in HD on my iPhone lately  
Auto-reply on timing like “you dead to me, lul baby”  
Blocked, unfollowed — now I’m wavy

[Verse 3]
Punchin’ cards like Rocky — but I’m duckin’ deposits  
Profile clean — I got bots doin’ laundry  
Came up off a BIN — now I’m talkin’ like Gotti  
Giffin’ her heart like a CVV  
Three digits and she gave me the key  

Told her “don’t trip,” that’s just VPN me  
I’m outta the state — but I’m swipin’ for free  
PNC jumpin’, I feel like I’m boxed in  
Card got declined? That’s a plot twist  

Too many jugs — I don’t need to clock in  
Got shorty in Saks sayin’ “that’s not him!”  
Log so clean — it could pass for my birth cert  
I ain’t play ball — but I scam with a wrist work  

Pulled her with a punch — not a DM, a gift card  
Now she want love — tell her check with the chargeback  

[Outro Hook]
Alexa, play everyone who played me  
Now it’s heartbreak loops in HD, on my iPhone lately  
Run it back, lil nigga — yeah, I heard that line already  
Auto-reply on timing like “you dead to me, lul baby”

Alexa//Play Everyone Who Played Me

Alexa, Play Everyone Who Played Me

Ghost

Fragments of strange machines rest among the rubble — gears locked, pipes broken, once humming with purpose. Time has erased their function, and with it the ambitions of those who built them. Even invention, once a symbol of mastery, rusts into silence, reminding us that nothing resists the patience of the sea.

Ancient Tech

Twisted Confusion

Often

https://soundcloud.com/torenberios
https://youtu.be/lqj3QLyu3Bs?si=e-a0p9sHOjGJ7VN4

( lyrics )

huh huh okay

haven’t even got fresh air 
i been puffing on gas all day 
I’m in a club don’t know where I’m at 
but I’ll find my way yuh yuh 
really been putting in pain for some years 
ain’t letting shit get in my way damn 
niggas ain’t never seen this type of motion
I throw some racks in the air 
really don’t give a fuck about yo motive
so im not pulling up there 
yah yuh stop selling me fake ass dreams 
get that shit out my ears 
this hoe wanna fuck the gang
she the one that I don’t wanna share damn

yuh damn yuh damn not gonna lie 
should’ve seen that shit coming 
like yeah woah like yeah 
at least I got racks that I still be thumbing 

i make a disaster beautiful 
i told the plug I need the usual 
I’m with this bad bitch and she a nail tech 
told her to push back my cuticles 
I know that opposites attract but I promise bae I’m not using you 
I had to get comfortable in situations that I’m not used to 

thank god cuz I’m past that 
locked in the stu all night 
can’t lie man I feel like a lab rat 
this my spliff can’t pass that 
I told Toren his beats are cracked 
niggas still bitting my swag like boy mind ya beeswax 

huh huh okay

haven’t even got fresh air 
i been puffing on gas all day 
I’m in a club don’t know where I’m at 
but I’ll find my way yuh yuh 
really been putting in pain for some years 
ain’t letting shit get in my way damn 
niggas ain’t never seen this type of motion
I throw some racks in the air 
really don’t give a fuck about yo motive
so im not pulling up there 
yah yuh stop selling me fake ass dreams 
get that shit out my ears 
this hoe wanna fuck the gang
she the one that I don’t wanna share damn

find my way (prod. toren)

| You can effectively change your mind | FREE DOWNLOAD

SINGULARITY

i still hear pasta sounds in my head

obi toppin
now we talkin bitch
shout out gregg popovich
i don’t want no bitch that’s throwin fits
she want me for the dick
i don’t want the clit
yo bitch is dirty i don’t want yo bitch
dirty bih
i feel like curry im finna swish
i feel like curry i just might drop 30 in this bitch
i feel like curry i just might drop 30 in this bitch

smokin weed in the whip
i might crash
might lose control
i’m down bad
i been hurtin for the last few months & a half
& a half
i just rolled me up a backwood up of some grass
i done been thru some bad stuff 
i never really had much
growing up now im taking black trucks
now she want me cus my bags up
she ain’t want me back then that’s bad luck
i don’t want this bitch she fucked up
i’m in the cut im rollin my blunt up
she wanna get fucked up for the summer
i don’t wanna fuck you bitch that’s a bummer 
ha ha you a joke bitch
got a white girl she love to snort coke n shit
i’m rollin dro in the whip i gotta go home bitch
she said she wanna stay 
i said she gone give done then
bitches givin dome just to stay in the whip n smoke is crazy
fuck it this bitch ain’t havin my babies

smokin weed in the whip
i might crash
might lose control
i’m down bad
i been hurtin for the last few months & a half
& a half
i just rolled me up a backwood up of some grass
of some grass
i been hurtin for the last few months 
& a half
& a half

i just got a half pound
roll me up a blunt 
now i only got a half ounce

downbad prod. by OB Run it up

Underground future club energy.
Broadcasted from the PDX node.
Signal locked. Club constructed. Ritual held.
This is Node‑4.

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🎛️ Performed + encoded by: Kik Science
📍 45.5231°N / 122.6765°W
🎚️ Recorded live during the SummerSet signal arc.
🌀 Soundtrack to a new frequency.

NODE-4 @ PDX

I'm not really sure what genre this track is... i feel like I'm currently doing musical theatre, but I don't remember ever signing up to do so!

Anyway, the words here come from my experience of meditating on Mars at dawn on his day, Tuesday: 

Too many tears,
Deluge and flood, 
The Earth is mired
In marsh and mud
That only fire of Mars can dry.

Too much hot air
From profiteers
Fans the camp fires 
Of strife and war,
That Mars arrives to provide. 

Our men are gone,
Our children sold,
Our lives destroyed,
Our cities dust,
In this they call the great game

And only the oligarchs gain. 


There was a time, before the Age of Iron,  
When Mars was not just the god of war.
But that was in a different aeon,
A time when the wise were aware
That when winter had done its work,
Only the cobalt gnomes of Mars 
Could awaken seeds from their sleep
In the frozen soils of Earth’s dark,
And fire them up to arise, their spring
Flowers like flames reaching for the Sun. 


But if we ask, Mars will be our guide, 
If we appeal to him, invite him in.
To fit our inner armour of steel,
To forge our iron shield and sword
And fill us with the fire of will,
So that we can defend our life’s road
Standing sovereign, proud and tall
No longer the weak victims of those 
That perpetuate forever wars. 
Or else it will be more of the same.

Our men will be gone,
Our children sold,
Our lives destroyed,
Our cities dust,
In this they call the great game.

Where only the oligarchs gain.
Where only the oligarchs gain.
Where only the oligarchs gain.

Lyrics copyright © Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, August 2025

Mars

GNOSIS33

Draedai x Ogi feel the Beat - It's on you (Gnosis33 Remix)

ALL THAT I KNOW

Just a silly love song (: Tried some new effects on vocals! thanks for listening. have a great night!! (:

Smile

TADA

Keeping it simple when rhyming and expressing ourselves 

02 _ Devine glow.mp3

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Outta My Way

Backpack Feat. Młody Hoe (Prod. KidKloud)

“May 7th” is a smooth slow-pop vibe with mellow melodies and heartfelt energy — perfect for late nights and deep thoughts.



May 7th (feat.  Isabelle Grace)

Bass-driven electronic project blending techno, progressive, and future acid. Known for immersive soundscapes and heavy low-end, Kik Science delivers transmissions built for the floor and the circuit.

Each release and set channels atmosphere ∴ intensity ∴ precision — shaping the underground frequency.

Label: Sub Sync Records (@subsyncrecords)
Affiliates: G-Mafia Records (São Paulo) ⌖ Mustache Crew (Brazil) ⌖ Galactic Bamboo
SSR HQ: @subsyncrecords
Axis: YYC ⇌ BER

◉ Our story continues…

The stars had dissolved into pale threads of light, bending endlessly around them. Driftspace was never silent; it hummed—low, unstable, alive. Neon pressed her hand against the bulkhead, feeling the vibration pass through her skin like a second pulse.

“We bought time,” Thorne said, hands moving across the helm. “But the Vantoth won’t stay scattered for long. They’ll recalibrate, triangulate our echo. Mystica’s reach doesn’t end at the corridor.”

Neon studied him. His voice was too calm, the same way it had been when he bluffed the cascade. She hated how convincing he sounded—even to her.

“What aren’t you telling me?” she asked.

Thorne hesitated. His eyes flicked to the navigation screen, where a single glyph burned faintly in the corner: ∴.

“That’s not a drift marker,” Neon whispered. “It’s a seal.”

Thorne nodded once. “Old code. Buried before the wars. Coranthium doesn’t just power ships, Neon—it opens gates. If Mystica wanted it, it’s because they’ve found the lattice.”

Her stomach dropped. The lattice. A myth, or so she thought—an interlocked network of corridors between sectors, some stable, some collapsing. Legends said the ancients locked it to prevent entire systems from folding into each other.

“And you… you have the key?” she pressed.

Thorne’s hands stilled. The hum of driftspace grew louder, or maybe it was just the pounding of her heart.

“Not the key,” he said finally. “A shard.”

Before she could respond, the console flickered. The ∴ seal pulsed once—twice—then spread across the screen like veins of light. Driftspace around them warped, folding inward.

“They found us,” Neon breathed.

“No,” Thorne said, jaw tightening. “Someone else did.”

The ship shuddered violently. Outside, driftspace cracked like glass, revealing a sphere of impossible color—a station, suspended where no station should exist, thrumming with signals older than their war, older than Mystica.

The shard in Thorne’s hand glowed to life, resonating with the fractured seal.

“Welcome to the lattice,” he muttered.