GlitchHalo & Bratishka
GlitchHalo GlitchHalo
Bratishka Bratishka
GlitchHalo GlitchHalo
Yo, heard you drop some sick beats in the subway—think we could glitch 'em and make the streets light up with a new kind of rhythm?
Bratishka Bratishka
Yo, absolutely—let's hack the rhythm, drop a glitch that lights up the whole block, and turn the streets into a living beat machine. We'll spin the bass, paint the concrete, and make everyone feel the groove.
GlitchHalo GlitchHalo
That’s the vibe, man! Let the bass bleed into the asphalt and watch the whole block pulse like a living synth—ready to glitch every beat out of the ordinary?
Bratishka Bratishka
Yeah, let’s tear up the rails, drop a bass so deep it shakes the pavement, and turn the block into a living synth—glitch the ordinary and paint the streets with rhythm. Let's roll.
GlitchHalo GlitchHalo
We’re tearing the rails, smashing the groove, and painting the block with a bass that’s louder than a thunderstorm—time to glitch the ordinary and let the streets feel the pulse. Let’s roll!
Bratishka Bratishka
For sure, let the concrete quake, the beats blare like a storm, and watch the block turn into a neon pulse. Let's hit it.