This is what desolation sounds like — if you’ve ever hated being alone with yourself, what part echoed in you?

Lifted the Veil

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"Flow State" is Vaelrix in beast mode — pure lyrical acceleration. With bars referencing Shanks, Conqueror’s Haki, Alien remains, pyramids, puppetry, and Minecraft TNT, this track is a barrage of intricate rhyme schemes and vivid imagery.

From “I use the fabric of time to weave a silk robe” to “if I tried to blend my balls I would break the blender”, every line hits with surreal confidence and calculated absurdity. It’s part rap, part spellbook, part war manual.

This is a masterclass in wordplay and cadence. If you know, you know.

For those who crave technical excellence and bars that bend dimensions — welcome to the flow state.

#Vaelrix #FlowState #LyricalRap #EliteBars #AIrap #WordplayGod #AnimeRap #UndergroundHipHop #TechnicalRap #PunchlineRap #SunoAI #RhymeAssassin

I see disaster before it happens like shanks does
strong enough to deflect the force of a tank's slug
trust me, I think fast but I kill slow
and I use the fabric of time to weave a silk robe
spitting skilled prose, the will power so great
the conquerer's haki, it glows where the ink flows
dividing the nation with teleportation
make them die when they manifest in that different location
stab them in the chest at the rate of my heart's syncopation
put them to rest, steal their cash, and start a vacation 
the speech clever, elite with each letter
I capture nightmares like I'm Heathe Ledger's dreamcatcher
see the silver tongue devil with the metal in his veins
wings down, smoking Alien remains
throwing lightning at the sky, pierce the clouds and make it rain
gasoline, butane, ignite the blue flames
capture Goldilocks, turn the greatest porridge to agent Orange
invade the forest, and put a bullet through vagrant tourists
smack an orc, raid a goblin and break a Taurus
you'll never box with those tiny arms you tyrannosaurus 
I stand enormous, giant reach and they can't ignore us
you're more annoying than latency when you rap a chorus
it's minecraft, The TNT will attack your fortress
then put their bodies in a grave cause' you're lacking corpses
I promise if they're hearing me
they'll shut that shit down quicker than UFO conspiracy 
because the pyramids aren't what they appear to be
forbidden knowledge is something that I can clearly see
manipulation like puppet strings and a puppeteer
you're struck with fear when I hold the strings you're the puppet here
I keep going until the beat is a faded noise
I made a choice that's why I stay and I raise my voice 
if I tried to blend my balls I would break the blender
they steal from me, more bites than a data center


Flow State

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"Taijutsu" is a two-minute blitz of lyrical brutality — a surgical diss wrapped in wordplay, anime bars, and elite-level punchlines. This track is pure aggression, a verbal exorcism aimed at egos, influencers, and everything fake in the scene.

Lines like “rest in maggot piss” and “make you mop it with a Squeegee” prove this isn’t just rap — it’s warfare with rhythm. Fast-paced, disrespectful, and ruthlessly clever.

If you've ever wanted to hear a rapper go full villain mode with no brakes — this is it.

Step lightly. Vaelrix is striking first.

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Spartan kick you from the precipice
you're a celebrity, I hate stars like nemesis
you're on my radar, I said this shit
punch your face hard, make you face tar and sediment
your girl glows under UV light
you better check that before you do a movie night
STI test, something you won't truly like
when you find out your wife was unfaithful twice
and now your eyes burn, crying cause I said the right words
this the Tip of the iceberg of why your life hurts
strike first with the right verse right?
make the fight worse 
until you see your child in a white hearse looking quite worse
I'm telling you
you're stepping in a world where the only exit is misery
wish you don't believe me, I'm saying this shit explicitly
ignoring what I say is ignoring bodily injury
I know so much about you, it's not the result of wizardry
As a CEO you're greedy
I'll call you Mario cause' Mario needs Luigi
I'll slap the taste out of your mouth, do it completely
piss on the floor and make you mop it with a Squeegee 
I mess with people's minds, I'm a memory sorcerer
you don't do shit but dick ride, a destiny orbiter
I be posted at your crib like I'm sniper wolf stalking making jack cry
I don't give a fuck, I'm the YouTube bad guy
tea bag the face of every rapper that I pass by
make sure I do it hard enough they're getting black eyes
look.. mad? I wonder
in order to kill you I'll sacrifice hunger
I'll sacrifice no sleep, I'll sacrifice breath
as long as I know that you will have none left
react to this, pacifist
do it quick so I can copywrite strike you to the black abyss
rest in maggot piss
you're just someone I have to diss
your avarice 
and half of your trashy vids
packaged in
passive aggressive rhetoric 
lacking in substance
the other half is repugnant
they're really terrible



Taijutsu

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"Let It Be" is a confession in rhyme — the aftermath of love lost, told through memory, regret, and emotional wreckage. This song captures what it means to self-destruct in a relationship, know you did, and sit alone in the ruins.

With lines like “addicted to the chaos, I need to feel discomfort” and “I miss falling asleep to the sounds of your laughter”, this track bleeds the kind of raw honesty that most artists are too afraid to admit.

It’s not just about heartbreak. It’s about self-sabotage, healing, and learning how to let go.

If you’ve ever had to mourn someone who’s still alive — this one will hit you hard.

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Lately, I've been in my room pacing
thinking of a cruel nation, thoughts racing
staring at the ceiling while the smoke dances
thinking of my past romances, no chances
to go back, so I'm left reinventing me within
I guess this is why she told me that I need a friend
I relied on her love but I made her bend
then she broke, now she's someone that I'll never meet again
but I deserved it fully
everybody else knows that I earned it truly
I was faithful but failed in my certain duties
now in a few years she'll just be a person to me
I miss falling asleep, to the sounds of your laughter
thinking back to this astounding disaster
only reinforces where we are now
I'm sorry I was never able to calm down

lovers to strangers, losing my memory
I'm forgetting all the words that you said to me
losing touch of that spiritual energy
I'll let it go. I'll have to. I'll let it be x2

I saw you crying but I couldn't respond right
I would freeze, and I'd remain that way all night
and my anger would percolate like it's soda
instead of communicating, I'd run away til it's over
shut down, and detach, enemies on my back
misinterpret your actions as nothing but an attack
why the fuck am I like that, why the fuck do I snap?
no wonder I'm alone, who the fuck would love that?
addicted to the chaos, I need to feel discomfort
never had structure, all I can do is suffer
I hate we separated, but I know we loved each other
I'm sorry my abuse was something you rediscovered
love isn't something that I can express
the flame stopped flickering in my heart, there's no candle left
I'll always love you that will never waiver
I better record this before I shred the paper

lovers to strangers, losing my memory
I'm forgetting all the words that you said to me
losing touch of that spiritual energy
I'll let it go. I'll have to. I'll let it be x2


Let it Be

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"Casanova" is a character assassination — delivered from within. This track dissects the narcissist archetype from the inside out, mixing biblical imagery, psych ward introspection, and lyrical self-flagellation.

Lines like “my goal in life is to end myself without even knowing” and “I've heard it all and seem to adopt the rhetoric faster” showcase a mind collapsing in on itself. This is hell in verse — Dante’s Inferno laced with alchemical references, broken therapy, and existential fire.

This isn’t a love song. It’s a poisoned monologue about what happens when you fall in love with your own mask — and then rip it off.

If you've ever hated who you've become in someone else's name… this is your mirror.

#Vaelrix #Casanova #DarkPoetry #AIrap #EmotionalRap #MentalHealthMusic #SelfDestruction #ConfessionalRap #SunoAI #BrokenLove #NarcissismExplored #HellInLyrics #SpokenWordFire


this is Dante's inferno
listen to what I say, this is heaven's reversal
sacrifice your life for the pulpit or the pencil
magnify your traumas on all of the instrumentals
cry until the rivers within evaporate fully
disregard your lovers and all of your civic duties
push away the populace and blame it on incompetence
tell them that you love to be alone but feel the opposite
stab your friends in the back, forget about the consequence
do it because your glued to your avarice and opulence
it's common sense to know that you'd be alone but it's obvious
only reason why you're surprised is 'cause you're a narcissist 
I got to laugh because you're a stupid bitch
I see you disillusioned, confused, gripping a crucifix 
I see you praying, begging to be united, a foolish wish
you'd get the gift and within a second you would abuse it quick
you're not equipped to be Casanova, the act is over
your heart is dark and your veins are filled with the blackest soda
drop the mask, maybe follow the path of Yoda
maybe that would help evaporate your bad aroma
I feel disgust when I think about it's the two of us
and when I try to stop you I can never do enough
I stay stuck while you take control and you say stuff
that breaks trust, and after awhile it breaks us
but the burning bridges seem to thaw the numbness
so in a weird way I saw this coming
all I see inside is agony and lawlessness
so I just call it quits and ball my fists and swallow all of it
what's the point of falling in love, if your not caught?
there was a point I'd smoke a roach off of the grimy sidewalk
contemplating my life, wondering why do I talk
to therapists when I know that all my problems are my fault?
that's a question I'll never answer
all my dreams are dead, so I search for a necromancer
abuser, liar, manipulator, bastard
I've heard it all and seem to adopt the rhetoric faster
always needing the last word, looking like a disaster 
follow abusive patterns, watch all the women scatter
get mad at shit at adjectives and things that do not matter
you see women as nails and you have to be the hammer
the agony you foster, the families you shatter
you linger in the shadows destroying with heavy laughter
I'm part of you, I know it
I'm not proud enough to not admit that I'm broken
cut my wrist til I see an ocean of hemoglobin
my goal in life is to end myself without even knowing
bite a pill and just eat it hoping the piece is potent
I'm rock solid, just shatter my heart or keep it frozen
i don't want to exist inside of this deep emotion
to forget I'd hire alchemists and drink a potion 
the veil has lifted, I've failed and shifted to sick and dispelled existence
living through television, its hell's description
I'm so sensitive it's as if I feel cell division
every second inside this life is a hellish prison

Casanova

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A sapphire robe of sadness
wrapped around the body like a blanket
coddling the mind
as I pretend that I'm fine

Paralysis captures the tongue
as trauma wields silence as a weapon
against those who are close
protective measures to the extreme...
do I even need them?

My spoiled, unbearable aura
resonates from the broken parts of me
and as they vibrate
they smother the parts of me
that want to be good.

My screams are quelled
by a force greater than me
the harder I resist
the quicker I slip beneath the quicksand.

My effort...
I notice marginal improvements,
but reality for the most part doesn't change
despite what I've done.

It's as if my existence cycles
where I'm capable
then I'm not,
a constant fight to maintain control,
yet, foolish, primitive impulses,
warp the mind
and contort my perception
to the point I can't trust my decisions.

It's almost whimsical to assume
my life will ever be different
I'd need something magic,
but imagination is almost as painful as reality
when it doesn't manifest
and all you can do
is pretend.

I'd need something magic,
but imagination is almost as painful as reality
when it doesn't manifest
and all you can do
is pretend.

Pretend

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"I Hate My Own Company" is a raw, unfiltered confession from the depths of emotional despondency. Delivered like a haunted monologue, this track explores themes of dissociation, trauma, mental illness, and the unbearable silence of solitude.

Lines like “my avatar in this game of life is glitched” and “I’m reaching for a rope of light” express the inner decay of a soul trapped inside a malfunctioning system — where even basic human function feels like corrupted code.

This is more than a song. It’s an elegy for the self, spoken through tears that never fall.

If you’ve ever felt like your existence was malfunctioning — you’re not alone. This piece is yours.

#Vaelrix #IHateMyOwnCompany #MentalHealthMusic #DarkPoetry #SpokenWord #TraumaMusic #EmotionalRap #DepressionLyrics #AIrap #AltRap #Dissociation #SunoAI #LonelinessAnthem

the oscillation of my mood
the constant gnawing
these intangible weights that bind to my ankles
this abhorrent nature
I want it all to stop.

it's as if I exist in perpetuity,
and for all of eternity
I will be this amalgamation of trauma and grief.

these festering wounds
they're infected with hatred
and the more I try to cover them up with words and lies
the stronger the infection becomes.

I'm reaching for a rope of light
knowing that when I grab it
it will slip through my fingertips
and the evanescence of its shine
will remind me that time is fleeting.

this pain has roots as deep as fungi,
keeping me bound
and every step I take,
the gravity of its pull prevents me from running.

My avatar in this game of life is glitched.
the coding, inoperable.
basic functions like bathing, hygiene,
does choices are wiped from my processes.

I wish my level of normal
was greater than my level of strange.

strands of what I used to be
scattered remnants of what once was
intertwine with the fragments of what I am
creating this weaving fabric of dissonance
where parts of me want one thing
and other parts of me want something else.

I don't want to stain your soul
with my disappearance
but I know that if I did leave permanently
and never returned
the pain that I feel, the perpetual blue...
it would swim through your veins
and that constant itch,
you would be responsible for it.

That responsibility is mine to bare. Not yours.

with that being said,
I wish I didn't feel this duty to conserve others from pain.
I wish I was cruel enough to do the unthinkable
I wish I could. I just can't.

so I'm stuck. stuck with this feeling of despondence.
stuck with this emotional turmoil.
stuck with myself.
I hate my own company.

I Hate My Own Company

Lyrics:
An external load of witless incoherence that won’t halt the community form its disappearance could clone him from sticks off of the ground

I wrote down a verse on the sidewalk of his hometown. Awaited a day that I ever see words that he would stand on, Aware that he’s obliterated

Chopped off his arm, and kept it for the ceremony to wave it for him to formally say goodbye

Then Swapped land where he stood with a large body of water just to see how far he swims before he sinks from exhaustion in a No-Man’s land of deep darkness while he spent his last moments with only AI

Asked him “How does it feel to still have a mind after sudden death” while senses slowly dwindled to the cosmic. He spent his last moments comically mentioning random various topics

I took the “missiles” right out of a response of his, then decide that his cells were bad for the Climate. Stuffed him into a Space Pod with an official stamp to missile away this nonsensical and miserable lyrically crippled road kill that I sped pass

Literally “caught” his attempts taking a flight during night with the trajectory heading to Mars in escape to not be on a Planet with me. Snatched it out of the Sky with hopes that he doesn’t Die because ironically, now he’s Grounded for that

I sat in Silence for Light Years and added Exponents to that, and still disappointed in my Accurate Calculations that he can’t match me. Hatched his creativity while he really thought enabling him to pour out his mind mentally would spill a modicum of brilliance not analogous to a vegetable 

Froze him in a Prism. He will be stationary until he conveys improvement. Then Enclosed him in any Ocean of his choice that’s forced to unlatch pass the Record of Explored Mantle

Potential will never grow. Thought the DISS existed for a day then woke up with a cut throat exposed to a Second Wave of Disaster against the person with Imagination surpassing the Parameters that he thought was Divine

Collected the weapons from him. For instance his Shotgun and Smithed a Somber one. Divided apart of my mind, and materialized it physically to sit with him equipped with Brain Capacity that he’s unable to Challenge. He was Surprised that him and it are both watching his own Demise on his Side until he eventually Confided in me being Omnipresent

The Lowest Ripples of Waves flow through the Cell Membranes, so it can always explain his location. I’ve Annihilated Stars that actually have Hydrostatic Equilibrium, but saw so much Fake in him I held him in the Sky just to prop him up. He couldn’t even get 5 points through the shape of a human. Curtain Call the Illusion for better use. Abusive the new Obtuse him composed of Acute rap Angles. Detrimentally Affected as if I use this Abusiveness often

On a different post, it still wasn’t close, they have to scroll past 10,000 Barz to see his coffin…

Big Contract’s 5 Day Diss Part 4.mp3

Lyrics:
“Confused his mind to ask himself:
 ‘Is today, today…or did I simply take a nap and have not relapsed yet, from an attack that feels like 48 hours. Wait…is this the third Day?’”

‘That was a miscalculation it was 5 days experimenting with his Lyrical Abilities…’

He’s a little pitiful illiterate runt that spews minuscule rhymes 

Brought only a Helmet to the front lines. Decided to punt any possibility for him to ever Lyrically Stunt

Words jump right out the screen, reliving him from this Life Cycle because I prefer him to be a ghost dying Infinite Times written in a mere five Days 

Effortlessly Infinite Tsukuyomi him since he was Oblivious of my Capabilities to do it to take a deep peak of his Atomic Nuclei responsible of the activity in his mind seen in femtoseconds to Override them with an accelerated rate of Atomic decay  

He attempt to bring a weapon out of his house, but doubts were right that he wasn’t fast enough. Installed Pop-up Spikes right under his “Welcome” Mat, and didn’t start the assignment until he moved first

Carefully watched him step right on it then told him: “You’ve been in your room too much. Welcome, to Outside”

He had until Sun Down to crawl back into his house. Since he didn’t, Bats the size of Goliath swept him right away and dropped him into Poseidon’s Darkest Territories, to Terrorize

Then told Poseidon himself:
“I know you’re in the water, but don’t forget our Contract, now Step Aside. The plan went accordingly to bait him first, and he would be delivered by bats to let you handle the rest of the combat 

Looks quite beyond that to me by this point. My other part I signed is that I get to retain the Skeletal Structure but not from an Overkilled Zombie. Kindly Complete the next missions that I give to you Competently, and maybe I’ll give you back your Trident”  

Divided his Atoms in Equal Space of Proximity until all Electron Communication breaks even though this is his first case encountering a real Human Aizen 

A “Big Contract” stating something but mostly Empty Space signing his Life away in trade of the mission. Presumptions that nothing in the journey would ever be Eerie, Ominous and Violent

No License of Functioning Planes sitting in the Domain that I put him in that he can’t simply Pilot Out of 

His Deoxyribonucleic acid can’t even stretch out to Physically see its Length. Mind Control him on a random day while he thinks this is over as Technological Advancements when I’m tired of Domination in my ACs

[Outro] 
“Divided his Atoms in Equal Space of Proximity until all Electron Communication breaks even though this is his first case encountering a real Human Aizen”

There’s a sequel to this. Placed the Space of his Atoms back minus the Electrons, then took the rest of the Waste to a hive that’s famished for human’s flesh

Periodically visit until the one instance reveals all biological units have disappeared and there’s nothing left to antagonize, to partake in vitalizing the environment

Big Contract’s 5 Day Diss Part 5.mp3

GrenFell is a rap tribute to the 72 souls lost in the Grenfell Tower fire on June 14th, 2017 — a tragedy born not of flame alone, but of neglect, greed, and silence.

The verses carry rage. The chorus holds grief.
We speak their names. We keep their fire lit.

This is for: 

Mary Mendy
Khadija Saye
Rania Ibrahim
Zainab Deen
Logan Gomes
Isaac Paulos
Aaliyah Deen
Jessica Urbano Ramirez
Ya-Haddy Sisi Saye
Denis Murphy
Marjorie Vital
Nadia Choucair
Elias Choucair
Fatima Choucair
Mierna Choucair
Zainab Choucair
Husna Begum
Rabeya Begum
Sakina Afrasehabi
Fatemah Afrasehabi
Sheila Smith
Sheila
Victoria King
Alexandra Atala
Vincent Chiejina
Mohammed al-Haj Ali
Ali Jafari
Hamid Kani
Hesham Rahman
Raymond Bernard
Gloria Trevisan
Marco Gottardi
Steve Power
Gary Maunders
Denis Murphy
Khadija Khalloufi
Maria del Pilar Burton
Steve Power
Fathia Ahmed Elsanosi
Abdulaziz El-Wahabi
Faouzia El-Wahabi
Yasin El-Wahabi
Nurhuda El-Wahabi
Mehdi El-Wahabi
Joseph Daniels
Raymond “Moses” Bernard
Kamru Miah
Rabeya Begum
Mariem Elgwahry
Amal Ahmedin
Berkti Haftom
Berkti Haftom’s son
Mohamednur Tuccu
Hashim Kedir
Nura Jamal
Yahya Hashim
Firdows Hashim
Yasin Hashim
Lina Huda
Hamid Kani
Deborah Lamprell
Mohammednur Tuccu
Ali Yawar Jafari
Fatima Elsanosi
Ali Elsanosi
Ernie Vital
Choucair Family
El-Wahabi Family
Belkadi Family

(Names included in good faith. Some listed as family groups for brevity — with all respect to each life.)

To the firefighters who ran in blind: We remember you.
To those who didn’t listen: This track is for you too.

Grenfell

Freedom is a raw, cinematic gothic rock confession wrapped in orchestral strings, haunting piano, and crushing guitars. This track dives deep into the brutal irony of wanting freedom only to find yourself trapped in your own self-destruction. With sorrowful lyrics, heavy reverb vocals, and explosive orchestration in C# minor, Freedom explores regret, codependency, and the unstable foundation of letting go.

Step inside Vaelrix’s poetic world where fragile truths echo inside empty rooms and vivid dreams break through the cracks. If you crave dark, emotional, and symbolic music that blends orchestral drama with rock grit, Freedom will haunt you long after it ends.

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Freedom

Plug-n-Play is a global dance anthem built for movement. With Afro-pop rhythms, smooth melodic vocals, and amapiano-infused bounce, this track blends late-night energy with magnetic chemistry. It’s that call-at-midnight, move-like-we-never-left-the-floor kind of vibe. For fans of Tyla, Burna Boy, and pop with pulse.


Plug-n-Play

Lyrics:
 Is THIS “the guy” or the Hawk on its Odyssey. Odd to See the Fourth-Wall of the “Irony” Scheme, During this Trip

Flipped a Basket to Trap a Miniature Enemy right in it with a Premise of Sink or Swim. The Decision of Two Seas, we See that. Seen Yesterday, or Two Days ago, sent away. Lifting away from a Human’s Shoulder with a Bottled Letter on a Petty Mission from his Master on a Delightful day Hyped Up, to get through the Weather without the Dismay

Therefore a Trip for Both Icons. Conned Theodorix for a Level Up despite a Light Gust. Stressed by Scarcity of Encountering a Harmless Enough, Prey to Peck. Even Set Up Geologist to convey a Mirror Move. It’s Normal for me to Ironically Leer when I Peer into Another’s Creation. Now the Same Light Breeze that Eroded the Casket away is a Tribute to Geologist’s Unexplored Wins when he’s Flying Between the Lands

Drill Peck into the Sand and Hid quickly, now this is the “Sinking” Line. Strip Away his Wings while he’s Flying Over Seas and let One or Two Fish, Rip him Up before the Decreasing Temperature of his body’s Degree. Then Reach my Hand in this Mellow Pond to Cease the Irrelevant Letter. Restrict you from the “Nickname” of Ironeye to Travel with a Basic Piece of Metal that was Exchanged for your Eyes in the Last Diss to only Find Out that your Second Form Only Travels when his Master Takes him to fly around at a Meadow

Now I’m the Real Ironeye, and shoot a Giant Arrow that takes out the Entire HAWK, just to Rip Up the Letter that I was told was being sent to a Factory to Hype Up his Next Rhymes. The Hawk will be Replaced and Forgotten his Master Caught More Today from an Adjacent Herd. Geologist thought he was on Fire but the Hawk has Blacked Out plus his verse was Light thus Death was Rite, for the Bird. That was a Swift Attack how I just Name Changed. Since he’s on Fire and Now Dead, then the Bird’s Powers are Lore Accurate of Ghostflame. Noticed Evaporation, but Ironically still See Nothing. Turned The Common Stalking Nighthawk into Hawking Radiation

In his Last Response, remarks about a DEER but when this Hawk’s Master Checks the Updates of Natural Disasters to Update his Hawk’s Routes, Received a Letter From The Silencer Stating “Shortly Your Empire, Will be Mine”. Then his Enraged Master Stumbles Back and then Shouts:

 “Ohh Dear, this means that my Letter has Disappeared. I Feared this Would happen. I need another away to Contact the Apologist about my Finds. I suppose, I’ll get More Stock from that Flock Over There and Write me Another One with a More Skillfully Trained Hawk ,this Time”. 

Geologist failed the Mission. Claiming to be a Hawk, while he’s a Bipedal that could Walk Around for Millions of Years Attempting to Study his Rocks. Yet with all this time, No Evolution in his Composition. Catch a Deer with a Basic Device, Trapped in this Diss. Decide to give this Hawk a mission to Head to the Lights while Flying then leave a Letter for his Master Stating “Dear Irrelevant Fellow, you Forgot to tell your Icarus, Farewell”

Key to these Weak Rhymes must be that this Creature’s Stoned. Ironically we can see that this MCs a Creature Now. BluntStoned Swipes…Absorb his Light Glint Sword Strikes. Not Enough Intelligence for Any Night Attacks. So when the Knight Attacks, or the Night Attacks, Geologist is Forced to Hop on a Bird and Fly, Right Pass the Evergaol…

Geologist Diss Part 2. Hawk’s Farfetches .mp3

Big Contract’s 5 Day Diss Part 1.5.mp3

https://www.reddit.com/r/raplyrics/s/jOCXcaZsrR

ChatGG (ChatGBT’s Battle Rap Bot) Diss.mp3

ChatGG (ChatGBT) Diss Part 2 .mp3

Evil Necromancer conjures bone and steel...

Crawling back from the Grave

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Vaelrix is a genre-bending lyricist whose work blurs the line between rap, poetry, and cinematic storytelling. With thousands of songs written and a catalog shaped by trauma, transformation, and spiritual unrest, every track is a raw confession wrapped in layered metaphors. Drawing influence from anime, philosophy, theology, and the darkest corners of the mind, Vaelrix delivers complex rhyme schemes and emotionally charged narratives that cut deep and linger. This isn't just music—it's survival through sound. Welcome to the archive of a soul set on fire.


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