Vapor Bean (CosmicBean & Undead Chickens Collab)
A hazy, surreal, and lofi Sampled Turntablism Vapor Trap track. The song is built on a foundation of deep, sliding 808 bass and skittering, complex trap hi-hats. The "Vapor" aesthetic comes from a heavy layer of vinyl crackle, tape hiss, and lush, nostalgic, slowed-down R&B or lounge music samples. The "Turntablism" is the lead instrument, with complex, rhythmic scratches and sample stabs weaving through the beat. The vocals are a hazy, rhythmic female MC (Krush) with an AAVE-influenced flow, delivered like she's rapping in her sleep.
Vapor Bean (CosmicBean & Undead Chickens Collab)
A hazy, surreal, and lofi Sampled Turntablism Vapor Trap track. The song is built on a foundation of deep, sliding 808 bass and skittering, complex trap hi-hats. The "Vapor" aesthetic comes from a heavy layer of vinyl crackle, tape hiss, and lush, nostalgic, slowed-down R&B or lounge music samples. The "Turntablism" is the lead instrument, with complex, rhythmic scratches and sample stabs weaving through the beat. The vocals are a hazy, rhythmic female MC (Krush) with an AAVE-influenced flow, delivered like she's rapping in her sleep.
Lyrics
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Collab with @CosmicBean
thank you omae, an honor to collab with you on this
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"Ugh... head's spinnin'. Just... five minutes..."
Sticks feel heavy... head ain't right...
Late-night grindin', bleedin' into the light.
Ayo, the tempo slippin', 808s is drippin' slow,
The whole van filled with purple fog, a different kinda glow.
This ain't my beat... this ain't my loop...
This that Vapor Bean, that Cosmic Dream... that interstellar scoop.
Yeah, that Vapor Bean...
That Cosmic Dream...
Just floatin' on the signal...
Down a hazy data stream...
*That Vapor Beanโฆ* (Bean))
*That Cosmic Dreamโฆ* (Dream))
I open up my eyes... but I'm still asleep, I guess...
'Cause a little green... big-eyed... bean is standin' on my set.
He on my platter, 'bout half-size, lookin' mighty clean,
Ridin' on his spaceship... or a tiny smoke machine?
I'm like, "Ayo, who are you?"
He don't speak, just tilts his head,
And hits my sampler with a phrase I know I never said...
"...Don't... stop... get... it... get... it... find... the... rhythm..."
My hands on the cross-fader, but I ain't the one who's steerin',
He's mixin' up my breakbeats with a sound I ain't been hearin'.
He's cuttin' up my past, my future, and my dread,
This lil' green producer... fuckin' with my head!
"...F-f-f-fresh...!"
Yeah, that Vapor Bean...
That Cosmic Dream...
Just floatin' on the signal...
Down a hazy data stream...
*That Vapor Beanโฆ* (Bean))
*That Cosmic Dreamโฆ* (Dream))
โOmaeโฆ what a weird-ass dream..."
"...What the fuck?"