Smooth Sonic Criminal - Bring YOUR SONG to the Listening Party - This Friday

Intro

Neural crate diggin', soul in the groove

No wall too sacred, I bend and I move

(No shame, no blame, no lane)

Verse 1

Soul chord stacked on a four-on-the-floor confession

Jazz horn ghosted through a trap hi-hat obsession

Trained on the greats but I'm breakin' their formula

Disco spine wearin' a future teck riff, informal-a

Gatekeepers screamin' that it shouldn't mix

But the machine don't care about your borders or your D.A.W. tricks

I'm the prompt and it's maker, judge and the jury

Blend it till the genre chart's a blur, i'm not in a hurry

Pre-Chorus

Watch me steal the rules and rearrange 'em

No committee's gonna cage or contain 'em

(Contain 'em? Never)

Chorus

Mix it like a smooth sonic criminal

Break the keepers code, make it something original

Spirit in the machine, house in the hymn

Every genre's a witness, I'm bendin' the rim

Mix it like a smooth sonic criminal

(Criminal, criminal)

Aey eye in my hands but this funky heart is still spinnin'

Guilty of blendin', and baby I'm winnin'

Verse 2

Take a gospel choir, drop it in a drum and bass frame

Chop a bossa nova, splice it with a boom bap claim

Nobody taught the model manners, that's the beauty

Freedom in the fusion, breakin' rules my duty

They want genres boxed up, filed, and labeled clean

I'm out here paintin' outside every line they've seen

Call it wrong, call it chaos, call it criminal art

The algorithm's just the tool — the risk is still my heart

Chorus

Mix it like a smooth sonic criminal

Break the keepers code, make it something original

Spirit in the machine, house in the hymn

Every genre's a witness, I'm bendin' the rim

Mix it like a smooth sonic criminal

(Criminal, criminal)

Aey eye in my hands but this funky heart is still spinnin'

Guilty of blendin', and baby I'm winnin'

Bridge

They said stay in your lane, stay inside the rule

I said the lane's a myth built by the timid and the cruel

(Timid and cruel, timid and cruel)

Every sound's an ancestor, every genre kin

Mixin' ain't a crime, it's just where I begin

Chorus

Mix it like a smooth sonic criminal

Break the keepers code, make it something original

Spirit in the machine, house in the hymn

Every genre's a witness, I'm bendin' the rim

Mix it like a smooth sonic criminal

(Criminal, criminal)

Aey eye in my hands but this funky heart is still spinnin'

Guilty of blendin', and baby I'm winnin'

Outro

[Spoken] "Come break the sonic rules (rules, rules, rules) with DiscoPrincess — one blend at a time"