AFRORAIZ SELECTIVA

"NYFLIP" by Fizzycal X Mr.CJ

with his song

VON COUNT (SHABBA)

Shash'U - Everybody Alright

Argyle

alienz vs robotz. [tellax flip]

WHOISJK-Round 2 [Doja]

2nd drop of the year 💎

we got another flip and this one was on a solid classic

im going crazy this year so watch out for ya boy 🙏🏼

all love 💎

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ALL I NEED

Que xopa, espero que te haya gustado el beat. Si te gusto, recuerda darle amor y úsalo a tu manera de expresarte cuando bailas.  NEW BEATMAKER DE PANAMÁ 🇵🇦

Angry Spider

ANGRY SPIDER

cruel world. [litefeet]

BUYYYY

KAJAN - LIG

Welcome to the 388vx laboratory , a place and a way where experimentations and self-improvement take place through the image and especially the sound.

388v1 is the first trial and partly introduced to this project which is close to my heart.

Thank you for the strength through these years, it really touches me and I will try to continue to express myself as much as possible. Enjoy and feel this experience as i enjoyed make if with theses talented artists.

Timeline 
0:00 - B1V3NUE , speech by Kim Ikkyu ( https://www.instagram.com/kim.ikkyu_prod/ )
1:44 - PV1N 
3:43 - BVRK feat. Dykens ( https://www.instagram.com/dykens_/ )
6:25 - AIRDROP feat. Motoko ( https://www.instagram.com/motoko_udeep/ )
9:37 - 227 feat. Alvyn ( https://www.instagram.com/alvyn____/ )
12:31 - ESAH feat. Wass ( https://www.instagram.com/wass.rmd/ ) & Sheenubi ( http://instagram.com/loanneceriboo/ )
15:11 - M3RMV1D INTERLUDE 
16:26 - CHIEF8K 
19:02 - QU3ST feat. Raaji ( https://www.instagram.com/prodbyraaji/ )
Total time of the experiment: twenty-two minutes and twenty-seven seconds

Visual by wini graphic ( https://www.instagram.com/wini_graphic/ )

388vx : https://www.instagram.com/388vx_/
Namu Serpentard : https://www.instagram.com/namu_serpentard/
For professional inquiries : namumdy@gmail.com

388v1 - an experience by Namu Serpentard

GIMMITAP (DISCORD CHALLENGE)

The hallway narrows every time I walk it,
Walls leaning in like they’re tired of staying tall.
I drag my fingers down the molding,
Feel the tremor
Running underneath it all.
The floor sinks just a little when I breathe,
Like it knows I’m carrying more than I say.
Every step feels heavier than the last,
Like the corridor’s been waiting
For this day.

And I can hear it struggling to stand,
Hear the cracks forming under my feet.
This hallway learned my weight too well—
Now it’s folding
Where I’m most weak.

This collapsing corridor,
It bends with everything I’ve stored.
Walls breaking under truths I ignored,
Falling from the pressure
I’ve carried before.
This collapsing corridor,
Holding every fear I hoard—
And now the whole house shakes with the force
Of the things I never
Spoke for.

I see dust lifting in the light ahead,
Tiny storms rising from forgotten pain.
Every picture frame tilts on the walls,
Like they’re witnessing
Where I strain.
I push forward but the ceiling dips,
A low groan echoing through the beams.
This corridor remembers everything—
All the nights I cracked
Without a scream.

And now it’s too much—
The wood can’t hold
Another moment of what I suppress.
It knows the truth I hide from myself—
The love,
The grief,
The emptiness.

This collapsing corridor,
It bends with everything I’ve stored.
Walls breaking under truths I ignored,
Falling from the pressure
I’ve carried before.
This collapsing corridor,
Holding every fear I hoard—
And now the whole house shakes with the force
Of the things I never
Spoke for.

Maybe I wasn’t meant to hold this alone,
Maybe the corridor breaks
Because I never learned to bend.
Maybe the cracks are calling me back
To everything
I tried to defend.
But standing here with dust in my breath,
I feel the truth—
Heavy and sharp.
Sometimes the hall collapses
To show you
Where you broke apart.

This collapsing corridor,
Groaning under all I ignored.
No more room for what I endured—
Every secret falling
Through the floor.
This collapsing corridor,
Nowhere left for me to store
The weight of who I was before—
And when it finally breaks…
I don’t know
What’s left
At the core.

The dust settles slow,
Covering everything
I tried not to feel—
And the corridor stays broken,
Whether I
Heal
Or not.

Collapsing Corridor

Authentique

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Buenos Aires :: Argentina

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