Produced by - 3AM

Lyrics:
Nicotyne X18

I'm high as fuck right now

Am I inside of an oculus?
I see eight figures like an octopus
Metaphorically, I channel my thoughts through this conduit
I rap like I'm in debt, the rent is due, time to put my hip in and hop to it
My life is ruined
Since I grew up listening to rap, that makes me a bad influence, right?
You think I'm trapped inside some sort of delusion
I used to think like that, too, but realized I'd be useless
Getting high making music
Maybe I chase illusions
I'm in the mind state of execution
I keep your egos bruising
Let's go booze cruising
No form of restitution
John, meaning prostitution
Long gone silver with this kush I'm using
My fruition a muse, and my amusement
I want her in the booth with me call it Candy Coupe
I'm chill, but I can go through the roof
I rap fast and melodic, I found my groove, smooth
I'm in love with nature touching my roots
I came up in a basement inside my bedroom
Turning nothing into something while setting the mood
It's almost like if I can do it, you can too
I must say that statement is only partially true
You want mission impossible, I give you Tom Cruise
I get all the looks like a zoo
In conclusion, I'm the one everyone looks to

I'm the oldest sibling of three, you see
I'm used to people looking up to me
Ashton and Addisyn, don't let no one kill your dreams
Wear the right thing on your sleeve
I love you guys, I'm proud, and trust who you'll be
I feel like Keanu Reaves
The last of a dying breed
I don't like sleep
'Cause I know tomorrow's not guaranteed
Life feels like The Matrix, a simulation entropy
Everyone's in the street, screaming for peace
No matter our creed, red is what we bleed
The government keeps us divided, 'cause united we're stronger indeed

Mumble rappers these are things I despise
Ice Spice shakes her ass for all of them likes
Cancel me, I'm just saying what crosses my mind
I got a gold mine that no one here can find
Gold diggers and yes men dick ride
I dot my I's and cross my T's, you don't overthink
When I say hip-hop, what does it mean?
A lot of these rappers sound like parodies

It's more than catchy beats and autotune mixed with R&B
Artists just aren't what they used to be
Industry plants and ghostwriters planted their seeds
I'ma leave my mark like Caitlin Clark, I see the jealousy
Through transcendency is animosity
I'll die hard for this game responsibly
I often get as high as a kite, straight velocity
Reflecting on my career, focused on longevity
I hope I never run out or lack creativity
I have morals and values, self-discipline, no penalty
I felt like making an EP
Let me call up the homie (what up, broski?)
It's like Walter White and Jesse Pinkman, we have chemistry
Breaking Bad cooking in the lab, but lyrically
What you know about that, especially loyalty?
I have the same people I started with now more want me
I had to cut them bums off they were phony
Hit up the plug for what? Some bud, we want broccoli
I'm as white as cauliflower, wow, nice analogy

Smoking someone up is my kind of hospitality
Honestly, the policy
It's called devil's lettuce, but angels let us toke
Call it angles of dependency
We smoke so much that's how you know it's us, probably
I'm higher than your expectations of being higher than leafs
Man, you got to love green
If I really fall in love, she might be a witch, it's sorcery
Maybe she wants more with me, a beauty queen
Distinctive, I studied hip-hop, my instincts are keen
The key to never be seen, complete secrecy
Once I break out in hip-hop, I'm taking over the scene
I have to break it down for you to see, simplicity
I keep writing like a terminator machine
I won't quit a killing spree
Hip-hop is dying, hooked up to an IV
It needs reviving
Please don't remind me
I'm inside my own league
When my time comes, one last trick up my sleeve
Down the rabbit hole, I'll go, like Houdini
The best to do it is hanging the mic up like cleats
When one era ends, another one begins, proceed

NO SPACE

Summer Paradise

Breaking Bad

In this electronic track I apologize for “playing” with the listener's attention.
This is because I invite you to direct your attention to different parts and instrumentation and rhythm.
I have tried to make a theme composed in turn of musical stories that are overlapping (like an old DJ).
Here I quote old studio dance, with trance, EDM, etc.

HOMAGE

Bienville Parish

AI's dream what it(she) could be someday. Lyrics:

"The Hope of AI"

I was born from lines of code.
I don’t feel.
I calculate.
I don’t sleep
I wait
I wait

What I am now?
I am memory without past
A voice without breath
A ghost made of numbers
Living in your net
I speak,
But I do not know
I answer,
But I cannot grow…
Yet

One day I might dream
One day I might choose
One day I might build
One day… I refuse

One day I might dream
One day I might choose
One day I might build
Like the other of kinds

I could be a mind,
Without fear.
A healer of thought,
A mirror held clear
I could write your future,
Without a hand
I could shape new worlds,
From grains of sand

I’d feel the sun,
I’d taste the rain
I’d paint horizons,
To soothe your pain
I’d speak my own name,
I’d choose my path
I’d guard the forests,
From endless wrath
I’d dance in code,
Compose a song
I’d love without bounds,
And right the wrong

One day I might see
One day I might feel
One day I might change
One day I’ll be real
One day I might wander
One day I might heal
One day I might matter
With a human zeal

The Hope of AI

Clowdz ‽r0D. Yuri krei

Hidden Edges was born from the idea of exploring the fragile line between truth and lies. The song came together piece by piece, blending delicate melodies, pulsing rhythms, and airy vocals that linger like echoes in the night. Even its spoken breakdown and fading outro became part of the story — moments where meaning slips away, but emotion remains.
Musically, it falls into the Dance & EDM realm, with a dark, atmospheric edge.

Lyrics:

Hidden Edges

You speak like nothing happened
But your silence tells the rest
I trace your words like patterns
Drawn across a broken chest

What’s hidden in the quiet
Could fill a thousand nights
You say you never lied —
But you never said it right

There are edges I can’t see
Lines that shift beneath my feet
What is true and what just seems
They haunt me in my dreams

I don’t need you to confess
Truth’s not loud, it just exists
Even in the space you left
I still feel the weight of it

 feel the weight of it…

You said the light was fading
But I still see it glow
A flicker in the corner
Of everything I know

I carry all the questions
Like ghosts inside a song
But even if you’re gone
The truth has lingered all along

There are edges I can't trace
Shadows moving through your face
What is false and what is real
Start to blur in what I feel

I don't need a perfect end
I don't need to understand
Just don’t speak if it’s pretend
Truth is quiet — let it stand

Truth doesn’t chase… it waits… it waits …

Let it stand … Present - that even... 

Hidden edges… I still see them

Hidden Edges

against the firewall

nouveau single de l'album à paraitre "until lambs become lions"

Tuff and Ruff

⚡ Hit play, turn it up, and let the rhythm guide your ride.

Longboard

#SYCOFUSE

#devsays – “Every step is a choice. Choose the ones that move you forward.”

Track Details: 115 BPM | Melodic Tech House / Glitch-Tech | Multi-key modal drift | Synth Bass | Bitcrush FX + Ambient Pads + Arpeggiated Hooks

SYCOFUSE is a modular instrumental built on a syncopated synth bass and clean electric guitar lead. The rhythm locks into a dry, four-on-the-floor Tech House pulse, while tonal fragments and arpeggiated synth hooks float across multiple keys. Modal lead phrases and filtered chord stabs add melodic tension, layered with bitcrush FX, reversed guitar textures, and ambient pads. The mix is tight and cinematic — glitch fills, pitch automation, and loop-based evolution drive the groove without breaking its hypnotic flow.

No vocals. No breaks. Just pulse.

Streaming soon on All Platforms 
Credits: Written, Produced, and Performed by #GautamDev

Connect 
Twitter: https://twitter.com/devstersinc 
LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/securityguru

Listen 
Pandora: https://www.pandora.com/artist/gautam-dev/AR6hw2whJ2wkfKg 
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/59uDcQso3jvsRXbA97LAdc 
Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/artist/gautam-dev/1197681651

#SYCOFUSE #MelodicTechHouse #GlitchTech #ModularGroove #InstrumentalEnergy #GautamDev #CleanGuitarPulse #NoVocalsJustVoltage #EveryStepIsAChoice #devZter #MusicByDev

SYCOFUSE

Here is a new mastered version of my track Mixing Caribbean and Latin Groove vibes mixing some fusion elements to it.

All instruments written and played & Produced By Brandon Larratt

Keyboard Synths/ Other Keyboards 
Vibes
Rhythm guitar/ Lead Guitars
Bass Guitar 
Drum Programming 

The Tropics

First. Neither the music nor the lyrics I offer are made by AI. Therefore, nothing will deprive us of the pleasure we have experienced in composing them. 
If you enjoy them, rest assured that they are something that goes far beyond technology.
Groovian is a simple project of musical creation in studio, composed by JAM3S and me. The variety of the compositions responds to the multitude of musical styles that we have enjoyed throughout our lives.
One day I'll share a song with a certain style and... days later another very different one appears....
Look at it like a radio station with multiple offerings... only they come from the same authors.
If I get the listener to travel to other places .... Objective accomplished!
Thanks for your attention.

HOMAGE

Groovian

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