J’me lève sans but, juste l’air dans la gueule
Le soleil cogne, j’sors brut, j’serre les dents, j’suis seul
Pas besoin d’miroir pour capter l’monde
Y’a l’orage dans mes veines, et la rue qui gronde

Pas d’détour, j’suis droit, chaque pas c’est du poids
J’avance sec, pas d’bail propre, pas d’loi
J’prends l’espace comme si tout m’appartenait
Balance l’son, que les murs s’en rappellent

On nous a gardés en silence, dos contre mur
Mais la lumière revient, c’est plus l’heure d’être purs
Dans nos corps y’avait l’feu, il attendait son heure
C’qu’ils ont voulu éteindre, c’est l’moteur

Tout s’illumine quand tu caches plus rien
On est l’pouls, on fait plier l’destin
On traverse l’ombre, elle ment depuis trop
Tout s’illumine, faut qu’ça explose

J’te vois dans l’éclair, pas dans leurs faux décors
T’as la haine dans l’regard, j’vois c’qu’ils ignorent
On attend pas qu’on nous dise c’est l’moment
On doit rien à personne, on fonce droit devant

Si on crame, c’est pour voir plus grand
Pas pour des vues, pas pour l’plaisant
Pas d’réseau, c’est brut, c’est noir
J’avance dans l’nuit sans phare, sans miroir

On parlait bas, on laissait rien sortir
Mais chaque coup gardé finit par sortir
Maintenant c’est cru, j’crache sans plan
J’brille sale, mais j’brille en sang

Tout s’illumine quand tu caches plus rien
On est l’pouls, on fait plier l’destin
On traverse l’ombre, elle ment depuis trop
Tout s’illumine, faut qu’ça explose

Brille maintenant, pas d’recul
Pas d’peur, pas d’doute
C’qui t’anime, c’est ton feu
Monte en l’air, vise plus haut

Tout s’illumine, plus d’flou, plus d’masque
On est l’impact, l’temps recule, ça s’casse
On casse les lignes, on crache l’fond
Tout s’illumine — explosion

On monte.
Plus d’rôle.
Plus d’frein.
On pète.

Tout brille (French Hip Hop reload)

I am the constant they can’t distort
Carved in space where the void resorts
In the core where the laws contort
Compact codes in a hidden court

I walk between fractures clean
Where order breaks and pain begins
They mirror me, try to contain
But my face returns — I am the strain

Written in math, born of the crack
Two sides meet — I don’t step back
Gauge the field, I snap the track
You see control? I see the trap

This symmetry’s not just design
It’s built in stone, it's redefined
It ain’t balance, it’s a cage
With mirrored rage behind the lines

They call it balance, I call it split
Two-faced laws, dressed up as wit
They say it’s equal — it’s just a mask
Symmetry breaks when you check the task

Your side floats, mine’s in the flame
Same damn shape, not the same game
They mirror rules, but flip the play
I see the trap in what they say

I’m the crack that doesn’t heal
The fracture screaming what you conceal
The field’s symmetric, but the weight ain’t real
Justice blindfolded, bound in steel

They split us up — say “equal sides”
But load one down and call it right
Your half’s clean, mine’s the fight
Your half’s light, mine’s the night

Symmetry’s not what they sell
It’s just control in a softer shell
A mirrored cell, designed too well
To let you think you ain't in hell

They call it balance, I call it split
Two-faced laws, dressed up as wit
They say it’s equal — it’s just a mask
Symmetry breaks when you check the task

Your side floats, mine’s in the flame
Same damn shape, not the same game
They mirror rules, but flip the play
I see the trap in what they say

My half —
The broken schools.
Your half —
The hedge-fund tools.
My half —
The prison queue.
Your half —
The interview.

You call it even? I call it lies.
Symmetry’s where justice dies.
I tried to split it, tried to patch —
But every wound just draws a match.

Symmetry of time?
Then why we stuck in generational crime?
Symmetry of space?
Then why your street's not safe to pace?

Symmetry of law?
Then why my skin’s a cause for war?
Symmetry of rights?
Then why you choke us out at night?

No less, no more —
That’s what they preach.
But that’s the leash.
They balance silence with a speech.

They balance murder with a plea
They balance rich men’s fraud with me

They call it balance, I call it split
Two-faced laws, dressed up as wit
They say it’s equal — it’s just a mask
Symmetry breaks when you check the task

Your side floats, mine’s in the flame
Same damn shape, not the same game
They mirror rules, but flip the play
I see the trap in what they say

Symmetry —
A word they weaponize.
A mask that sterilizes.
It don’t mean justice.
It just hides the bias.

Symmetry (Political reload)

Code in the dark, whole system cracked
Blank screen static, no way back

Loop locked tight, venom in my veins
Didn’t see the move, he was breakin’ the chains
Static-born ghost, glitch cut raw
No map, no script, just war on the law
Every step sharp, precision intact
Didn’t blink once, stayed cold on track
Cut through noise like a root command
Frame froze solid, couldn’t even stand

Left my heart in the pit, no cap
Now I’m ridin’ through the lines, all black
Sprayed your tag on the fogged-up glass
Don’t even know why I did that
Why’d you burn that tether, though?
Now I ride through the lines, solo
Sprayed your tag on the fogged-up glass

Same broadcast, I know you heard mine
But I got no pass, no key, no sign

Left my heart in the pit, no cap
Now I’m ridin’ through the lines, all black
Now I’m ridin’ through the lines, all black

Didn’t need data, the body was loud
Off-grid shadow still pulling the crowd
Slipped out of frame, two sides collide
Both out the scheme, nowhere to hide
Pulse went sync, then dropped to none
Edge cut deep, breakin’ me undone
Had to reset, tune my tone
Came back quick — ghost was gone

Left my heart in the pit, no cap
Now I’m ridin’ through the lines, all black
Sprayed your tag on the fogged-up glass
Don’t even know why I did that
Why’d you burn that tether, though?
Now I ride through the lines, solo
Sprayed your tag on the fogged-up glass

Code sparks flash, then the night goes mute
No trace left, no path, no proof

Back online but the field got wiped
Heart still stuck in that lost site
Glass still fogged with the same old tag
Don’t even know why I played that drag
Why’d you break what we built last night?
Now I ride through the void, no light
No ping, no pass, no voice
Cut the link, didn’t give me choice

Left my heart in the pit, no cap
Now I’m ridin’ through the lines, all black
Sprayed your tag on the fogged-up glass
Don’t even know why I did that
Left my heart in the pit, no cap
Now I’m ridin’ through the lines, all black

Seu nome (Jazz Rap reload)

Rings of ice, they grind and choke
Neon whispers, starlight smoke

I drift alone, void got a cost
Orbit’s cursed, the tether lost

Axial tilt, my body’s bent
Frozen prayers, but never repent
Cold winds hum like the dead that chant
Auroras bleed, shadows slant
I’m that phantom in outer reach
Worlds collide, but I don’t preach
Cosmic scars in a silent trance
Space is graveyard, death’s romance

I’m the distant one, far from the fire
Frozen heart, demon choir
Trace the sky with a blade of wire
Bleed desire, bleed desire

Neighbors burn in their holy light
I stay apart in eternal night
Magnetic storms, they crack my veins
Electric screams in astral chains
Blue light coffin, wrapped so tight
Spin in silence, out of sight
Hear my curse when the void gets near
Tilted ghost with a frozen spear

I’m the distant one, far from the fire
Silent pulses, screams get higher
Spin alone, corpse attire
Still inspire, still inspire

Tilted crown, I break the beam
Shattered cosmos, endless scream
Unseen king of the death parade
Guiding souls through the black cascade

I’m the distant one, far from the fire
Frozen heart, demon choir
Trace the sky with a blade of wire
Bleed desire, bleed desire

Ice rings grind, neon bleed
Tilted god, the void I feed
Lonely guide in the endless tide
Uranus cursed, where the dark resides

Uranus (Horrorcore reload)

Can’t see how you breathe with that load on your back
Past like a chain and I carry the stack
Ghosts in the closet, they hauntin’ my sleep
You buried the dirt, now it’s mine to keep
Shoulda dropped truth, but you locked it tight
Now it’s late game, and I pay the price
Fire on the wire, steps on the edge
One wrong move and we fall off the ledge

It’s fucked up, it’s hot, I feel it snap
Playin’ with flames, no way back
You don’t even see what I lost
Orbit’s burnin’, countin’ the cost

Door cracked open, I step inside
Naked chaos, nowhere to hide
Storms in your veins, I can feel that hit
Dropped it on me, too late, no script
Breath turn heavy, my chest collapse
How you want me to move with the weight of that past?
Secrets drip slow like a venomous stream
Now I drown in the smoke of your silent scheme

It’s fucked up, it’s hot, I feel it snap
Playin’ with flames, no way back
You don’t even see what I lost
Orbit’s burnin’, countin’ the cost

I’m here, I see, I know the mess
You could’ve warned, you left me stressed
Lies in the dark, I’m the one who bleeds
Trapped in your wreck, but you plant the seeds

It’s fucked up, it’s hot, no escape
Words unsaid now seal my fate
You shoulda spoken, you let it drown
Now I’m buried with your ghosts underground

It’s fucked up (Abstract reload)

Seam by seam — we bleed in the dream
808s hittin’, it’s a fashion machine
Cut, hem, tear, mend — never gon’ end
Catwalk crashin’, bass on ten

Velvet ages, silk in the zone
Plastic empires, runway throne
Chrome stilettos, lights on blast
Velcro future, stitch it fast
Dress me up, then strip me clean
Bassline shake through the sewing machine
Every scrap is the future we flex
Miami heat with the style complex

Seam by seam — we bleed in the dream
808s hittin’, it’s a fashion machine
Cut, hem, tear, mend — never gon’ end
Catwalk crashin’, bass on ten

Tulle eclipse with the vanity thread
Silhouettes fade, fabric dead
Scissors cut, but the beat don’t stop
Fashion flip with the system drop
Club in the night, catwalk on fire
Eternal odyssey, sweat, desire
Undress me quick, red lights flash
Bass too heavy, make the future collapse

Seam by seam — we bleed in the dream
808s hittin’, it’s a fashion machine
Cut, hem, tear, mend — never gon’ end
Catwalk crashin’, bass on ten

Cut, hem, tear, mend —
Bassline breaks, come back again
Strobe lights burn, fabric decay
But Miami bass don’t fade away

Seam by seam — we bleed in the dream
808s hittin’, it’s a fashion machine
Cut, hem, tear, mend — never gon’ end
Catwalk crashin’, bass on ten

Fashion Odyssey (Miami Bass reload)

Chained to the ground, can’t rise, can’t fly
Cold in my chest, my world gon’ die
Chained to the ground, can’t rise, can’t fly
Cold in my chest, my world gon’ die

Talk to the rain in the dead of the night
City too heavy, no breath, no light
Memories grip, they cut, they choke
Step too slow, my heart half broke
Ghost in my skin, they laugh, they crawl
Mirror don’t show me no truth at all
Shadow stretch long, I feel that burn
Every damn corner, the pain return

Chained to the ground, can’t rise, can’t fly
Cold in my chest, my world gon’ die
Chained to the ground, can’t rise, can’t fly
Cold in my chest, my world gon’ die

Morning I wake but the shade still near
Silence so loud that it split my ear
Cracks in the wall from the weight I keep
Whispers in dark put my soul to sleep
Voices erased but I hear that hum
Echoes of promises, never done
Light on my face but I fade away
Holdin’ this pain till my final day

Chained to the ground, can’t rise, can’t fly
Cold in my chest, my world gon’ die
Chained to the ground, can’t rise, can’t fly
Cold in my chest, my world gon’ die

If heaven so close why I bleed below?
Why love so heavy like chains that grow?
Carry this night till I break apart
World collapse, it devours my heart

Chained to the ground, can’t rise, can’t fly
Cold in my chest, my world gon’ die
Chained to the ground, can’t rise, can’t fly
Cold in my chest, my world gon’ die

The missing (Memphis rap reload)

New release, new release, echo in my head
New release, new release, visions drip red
New release, new release, circuits in the stream
New release, new release, we bleed in the dream

Check this script, you float on the RAM
Switch the frame, whole system go slam
Push your flow to my repo, merge tight
Drop that snare, sample crack ignite
We bug out wild, compile that glitch
Deploy that code, build that switch
Run the production, search the next wave
Update the cycle the cosmos crave
Woo-hoo spark when the commit align
Your code match mine in the overflow shrine
Stack overflow, I’m lost in the zone
Push beta live, let’s crash unknown
No legacy tie, no foreign chain
Just hooks and loops in a psychic mainframe
Heartbeat ticking like a cosmic drum
CPU rise till the process numb

New release, new release, echo in my head
New release, new release, visions drip red
New release, new release, circuits in the stream
New release, new release, we bleed in the dream

Chrome stilettos walk neon skies
Velcro futures where the static lies
Tulle eclipse on a vanity thread
Fabric dissolves like the words you said
Compile in smoke, deploy in fire
Build from the ruins, eternal choir
Dress me, undress me, code laid bare
Odyssey trip through a glitch in the air
Woo-hoo spark when the signals blend
Beta go live where the echoes bend
Stack overflow in a spiral tone
Sync code lines till the mind is gone
Every breath loops like a drum machine
Every crash burns like a lucid dream
Process peaks in a CPU sun
Psychedelic rap where hallucinations run

New release, new release, echo in my head
New release, new release, visions drip red
New release, new release, circuits in the stream
New release, new release, we bleed in the dream

When our code lines synchronize (yeah, yeah, yeah)
When our code lines synchronize (trip, trip, trip)
When our code lines synchronize (visions collide)
When our code lines synchronize

New release, new release, echo in my head
New release, new release, visions drip red
New release, new release, circuits in the stream
New release, new release, we bleed in the dream

When we sync (Psychedelic reload)

In my RELOAD phase : Each month ends with a 10-day transformation. I reshape the entire month’s output into new, curated worlds.
The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track. A new universe, intimate lyrics, every track.

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