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The Life and Crimes

Lyrics:
I drift, a stranger to these streets beneath the gilded, starry cold,
My phone hums in my right-hand grip, left—an embered cigarette of old.
Smoke rises—pale, imperious—ghosts of yesteryears I spurned and sold;
The night numbs down my trembling heart while I confide in shades I hold.

The stars blink on, unmoved—aloof within their sovereign light;
I long for her embrace that once put out my reckless fire’s bite.
She reads my deepest weaknesses, each wound my careless hands have made;
Each step exhales a sigh of guilt—a grief that will not fade.

The cobbles whisper names of love I lost and cannot now restore;
Each footfall splits old scars again and tears them open as before.
I hear her tender laughter still, I feel the warmth her presence gave;
Now only barren silence reigns—an endless, self-made, living grave.

The stars blink on, unmoved—aloof within their sovereign light;
I long for her embrace that once put out my reckless fire’s bite.
She reads my deepest weaknesses, each wound my careless hands have made;
Each step exhales a sigh of guilt—a grief that will not fade.

Do I keep wandering this road, or finally turn and take a stand?
Dare I face truth—ice and steel—a crooked, cutting, ruthless brand?
Hope shatters into glass and rings against the frozen ground;
The love I squandered hauls me toward the black, devouring underground.

The stars blink on, unmoved—aloof within their sovereign light;
I long for her embrace that once put out my reckless fire’s bite.
She reads my deepest weaknesses, each wound my careless hands have made;
Each step exhales a sigh of guilt—a grief that will not fade.

So I walk on through the night; the stars stay silent, yet they see.
The ember blooms like testimony; smoke writes what remains of me.
If ever she absolves my debt, a newer dawn may lift my path—
Till then I wander, lost inside the shadow of her laugh.

Sovereign Light

Gravity Can’t Hold by Dr. Dibs

what's happening? [bonus]

The Phantom Weight (No Chains Anthology) is a 6-song Southern Hip Hop project built on deep bass, slow-burn tension, and the kind of truths you only admit when the room goes quiet.

Pulling from Atlanta-style energy, AIBRY blends heavy 808s, laid-back but lethal flows, and sharp storytelling with moments of spoken word and lyrical elegance. These tracks ride like something for late-night drives and parking-lot therapy: moody, trunk-rattling, and honest enough to sting.

This isn’t rage metal. It’s Southern soul with teeth. The “phantom weight” is the stuff you still carry even after the chains are gone: old habits, old losses, old scars that still press on your chest. Across six tracks, AIBRY moves between reflection and flex, confession and resilience, turning pain into something that knocks in the speakers and lingers in your head.

Run it front to back. Let the bass hit first, then listen to what he’s actually saying.

Rise Up, No Chains

Nephi

LYRICS:

[INTRO]
Viva, handel, är hans liv i detta nu
Grisch o stilig, snart han hittar sin fru.
Stegrar, pluggar, ey ser du?
Han är ju allt man vill va.

[VERS 1]
Med vivan han stegrar överallt i Visby.
Från snuten behöver han ofta fly.
Tord med sin Skyline, skapar rökmoln.
Tillsammans dom kör, han fick en bra son.

I skolan han presterar, handel hans esse.
Aldrig frånvaro, alltid i skolan ni borde se.
Hans betyg från proven dom går i topp.
Men den där Elin, hon är hans opp.

[REFRÄNG]
Viva, handel, är hans liv i detta nu
Grisch o stilig, snart han hittar sin fru.
Stegrar, pluggar, ey ser du?
Han är ju allt man vill va.

Viva, handel, är hans liv i detta nu
Grisch o stilig, snart han hittar sin fru.
Stegrar, pluggar, ey ser du?
Men jag svär han är viva och handel.

[VERS 2]
Från Los Panchos han lägger bakslang.
Till innebandy hallen där han visar talang.
Matcher I södervärn, och sen han ut och kör.
Med Sixten o Elof han smäller och stör.

Ah, han letar efter något haff baby
Men han kan inte hitta nån lately
Snutjag, något han brinner för hah
Men Cindy blir rädd, kanske nåt händer han

[REFRÄNG]
Viva, handel, är hans liv i detta nu
Grisch o stilig, snart han hittar sin fru.
Stegrar, pluggar, ey ser du?
Han är ju allt man vill va.

Viva, handel, är hans liv i detta nu
Grisch o stilig, snart han hittar sin fru.
Stegrar, pluggar, ey ser du?
Men jag svär han är viva och handel.

[OUTRO]
Ah, Han är viva och handel, ah
Han är viva och handel, ah
Han är viva och handel, ah
Viva och handel 

Ah, Han är viva och handel, ah
Han är viva och handel, ah
Han är viva och handel, ah
Viva och handel (Viva och handel)

Produced by: NW
Written by: NW

VIVA OCH HANDEL (Lucas Edition)

Zuzia

DND, DNR

They didn’t believe in me, they didn’t believe
They didn’t believe in me, they didn’t believe
They didn’t believe in me, they didn’t believe
They didn’t believe in me, they didn’t believe

Told them i was gon make it, but they didn’t believe in me
I put my heart on my Sleeve
Put in work on a Couple of Vees
Long days i was puffing on trees
Long Nights i weren’t getting no Zees
Mix the Sprite in with Codeine
It was just all a Big Dream

Solo dole- no extra
Cats wants some more like Chesser
Strong wish, G been a Finesser
Pitbull Goals, no Guesser
Had no tunes, was stressing
Dawgs Inbox, steady Pressing 
Belated gift, but i was present
Bars and beats come measured

I was frontline ask Issabella
Coupon, go ask your Dealer
G, always been a Mic Killer
Raps from the Streets, Mike Skinner
Therapy Sess, i was just Chilling
Before the mix, i was just Billing 
In the studio with a couple of women
G Money Raps worth a Million

They Prayed on my Downfall…
And They didn’t believe in me, they didn’t believe
They didn’t believe in me, they didn’t believe

G always been a Mic Killer
Himothy, i am that Nigga
Crew’s got Apes, Chimps, Gorillas
Stuffing, always ate my Dinner
GB Steady been a Gold winner
Late night 15th Sinning
Adele Cuts got Wifey Singing
Soundmind came in with the Bring-In

G always been a Crowd Filler
Only Few Nigga kept it Realler
Byson Shots, more Zilla
Michael Jack, go Thriller
Flu Game, tell me who’s Iller
Crisis, tell me who’s Pillar
Island Scout me out the Villa
G’s got the Swag of Godzilla

They didn’t believe in me, they didn’t believe
They didn’t believe in me, they didn’t believe
They didn’t believe in me, they didn’t believe
They didn’t believe in me, they didn’t believe

They Prayed on my Downfall,
They didn’t believe in me, they didn’t believe
They didn’t believe in me, they didn’t believe

Incredulous

making at least a song every week until I quit my job
wizdfromwest
wlzd@hotmail.co.uk

The Life and Crimes

WIZD

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