Did you get what you came for!? Already! I don't even notice. A bed of spaghetti with a side of honey cornbread, Something bout a conscious brother covered in your cologne early in the morning I probably ought to postpone the outcome But won't, Coz I'm still caught up on your Cornflakes Broke hoes with waffles Colbert Probably on the wrong show, For God sakes I can't fake it anymore! I got blanketed! I left all my bank notes Makes with blank faces, Staring st me like the Mona Lisa

exit 77 (Instrumental) -ũ. (Unreleased) DBA Blū Tha Gürū A kite in the wind And a knot that was tied at the rock, And a solemn last thought, For a drop of your pronouns; Wild and twisted the time Or the will of the tale to be told As if tongue handn't strung that same one– Still yonder the surface But never that gathered To wake and to wild her thirst At the alter The christened and severed, But glistened as cherubs had waited her heralded platters See, i told you it was

Gotta love [hatred]; Single mother raised a surfer Caught the california coast And all the love of mother– Dontcha know it takes a whole village Don't you know You killed my whole village? I, mother, grew up there a sawdust Choctaw, I walked across mountains and Draw sandcastles on all antarctica? Dontcha know America the beautiful from day one wanted all us Sumwuns Homeless? I yearn for the coast, But all i got was motorcycles I'd die for the surf But all i got was homeless

Rules of time travel: 1. Don't. 2. There are no rules. 3. Know Yourself One should know how to spot or recognize any parallel, paradoxical, or pro-dimensional version of oneself in the various multidimentional and infinite realities displayed both on and off of the grid in alignment {Enter The Multiverse} THE TITANS and OTHER DIETIES ARE FIGHTING an EPIC BATTLE in the DREAMWORLD —however, the battle is ABRUPTLY PAUSED when their HUMAN COUNTERPARTS in our own PARALLELS are

Lil BitzLOST CAUSE I saw this dude and i thought to myself Ooh, he got a big forehead –FIVE head! But then i kept seeing him and every time i seen him the number increased. Six head! Seven head! Eight head! NINE HEAD Eventua;ly all i could see was his head. The rest didnt even exist no more The room became his head, I'm like, “Wuhhooahhhh” {Enter The Multiverse} SUNNI BLU ooh , she think she bad But she know she aint bad She wantto be bad But we know she

Good ‘Ol Johnny O!(Unreleased) {Enter athe Multiverse} {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S Prod. by -Ū. DBA Blū Tha Gürū Preformed by: SUNNI BLU Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025 The Festival Project, Inc. ™ All rights reserved. Chroma111. Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025. [The Festival Project, Inc. ™] All rights reserved. UNAUTHORIZED REPRODUCTION OR DISTRIBUTION IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED BY LAW.

{Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S JETFU3L. (Unreleased) TBA 2026 Prod. by -Ū. DBA Blū Tha Gürū Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025 The Festival Project, Inc. ™ All rights reserved. Chroma111. Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025. [The Festival Project, Inc. ™] All rights reserved. UNAUTHORIZED REPRODUCTION OR DISTRIBUTION IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED BY LAW.

Jack The Stripper. (Unreleased) 2026 TBA Prod. by -Ū. DBA Blū Tha Gürū Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025 The Festival Project, Inc. ™ All rights reserved. Chroma111. Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025. [The Festival Project, Inc. ™] All rights reserved. UNAUTHORIZED REPRODUCTION OR DISTRIBUTION IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED BY LAW.

‘Plucoronary Amblistsaine.' (Unreleased) Untitled Project, 2025 TBA 2026 Prod. by -Ū. Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025 The Festival Project, Inc. ™ All rights reserved. Chroma111. Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025. [The Festival Project, Inc. ™] All rights reserved. UNAUTHORIZED REPRODUCTION OR DISTRIBUTION IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED BY LAW.

‘Plucoronary Amblistsaine.' (Unreleased) Untitled Project, 2025 TBA 2026 Prod. by -Ū. Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025 The Festival Project, Inc. ™ All rights reserved. Chroma111. Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025. [The Festival Project, Inc. ™] All rights reserved. UNAUTHORIZED REPRODUCTION OR DISTRIBUTION IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED BY LAW.

D0N'T.. Prod. by -Ū. DBA: Blū Tha Gürū Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025 The Festival Project, Inc. ™ All rights reserved. Chroma111. Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025. [The Festival Project, Inc. ™] All rights reserved. UNAUTHORIZED REPRODUCTION OR DISTRIBUTION IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED BY LAW.

hyenas. Prod. by -Ū. DBA: Blū Tha Gürū Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025 The Festival Project, Inc. ™ All rights reserved. Chroma111. Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025. [The Festival Project, Inc. ™] All rights reserved. UNAUTHORIZED REPRODUCTION OR DISTRIBUTION IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED BY LAW.

{Enter The Multiverse} ‘The Legend of Red Man Tom.' Prod. by -Ū. Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025 The Festival Project, Inc. ™ All rights reserved. Chroma111. Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025. [The Festival Project, Inc. ™] All rights reserved. UNAUTHORIZED REPRODUCTION OR DISTRIBUTION IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED BY LAW.

The CELEBRITY YAUGHT is HIJACKED by a MARTIAN named GOD. Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025 The Festival Project, Inc. ™ All rights reserved. Chroma111. Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025. [The Festival Project, Inc. ™] All rights reserved. UNAUTHORIZED REPRODUCTION OR DISTRIBUTION IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED BY LAW. INFRIGMENT IS PUNSHABLE BY FEDERAL LAW LEGAL NOTICE / ARTIST STATEMENT Project: The Festival Project ™ (Season 12) Genre: Speculative

s u c k e r p u n c h. The kid will never go to sleep, You know The boy will never rest He'll never do his best, you know He'll never do his best She'll never be the best you know She's never out of bed She'll never see the sun you know ‘It's only in your head' The boy will never drown, you know You know the boy's so cold You might go out for now, you know But you'll go home alone He'll never hit the ground, you know The boy will never rest The boy will just go down,

Track 03. Immortalist Chasing Dragons - EP Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025 [The Festival Project, Inc. ™] Chasing Dragons EP is the wall-to-wall fragments of a broken mind, escaping narrowly through the void of darkness amidst destruction and chaos—a leaking neon mind seeping through the cracks of a desolate lack-of-being intuitively by the force of light. In a volatile palette of colors and swelter of subtle and shrill pinpoints that pierce through the veil of high

LEGAL NOTICE / ARTIST STATEMENT Project: The Festival Project ™ (Season 12) Genre: Speculative Auto-Ethnography / Social Surrealism Disclaimer: This document is a work of creative non-fiction and political satire. While inspired by the author's lived experiences with systemic oppression, housing displacement, and surveillance, the narrative employs stylized fragmentation, stream-of-consciousness, and metaphor to dramatize the psychological impact of these events. The "characters" and

Lil bitz So I'm watching this is it I love Michael Jackson, So I have this movie queued up for a couple days And I finally get to watching it, And it's been a quiet few days So I'm watching this movie in like silence. And it's so eerie to watch Michael Jackson rehearse in this like full stadium for nobody at all— Almost like, telling of the actuality of him impending death— but I'm watching this, and I'm like, really into it, you know, paying attention to all the

She's possessed by the devil The bitch doesn't have a soul She needs fuel from the source of light She doesn't have her own She's consumed She's consumed She's a portal to the underworld And if you want to fuck with her Then you'll be leaving under earth She's the devil in a costume A Satan in a bad place She says she wants to help you But can't even help herself She's stalking in the corridor A next to murder horror show The whore who stole your husband; But she leave a pretty note

I want to scream at you But even standing at my shoulder length My eye at your chest. You'd be a million miles away Look what I make of you. I have no mistakes left and still The fate of it is that, You have my gratitude, your gracious And yet they eat away At all the things I have And maybe there'll be more of me For now the morbid days are just as caving in as Any other making that we make of it Don't thank me, Just outrank them. Banking on your every moment Effervescent, tragic