this shii is mad dope fire ass work on this one right here 🔥

I heard this track on COMBSTEAD's profile and asked to be involved. Like a great friend, he said yes and this is what came out.
Thanks, buddy!
COMBSTEAD: https://soundcloud.com/markcombs-928282858

In My Own Lane - COMBSTEAD & Robert Grigg

Le petit dernier de la série "Sweet dub soft orchestral" arrive sur Soundcloud. Toujours dans un univers riche en harmonie, Zakaria Premier vous fera voyager durant quelques centaines de secondes dans son univers dub chill instrumental ou se croise instruments classiques et sons actuels.

C'est pas Versailles ici

Discovering new meannings on your path, one quiet summer evening at your deck.

ENIGMATIC JOURNEYS

Ópalos de fuego

A nice happy song about walking home drunk

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Walking home alone
Drunk and counting stars
The wind it chills my bones
But the whiskey warms my heart
My friends tell me I'm prone
To cherishing my scars
And though I quite like being alone
That will only get me so far
And I know that I've come so far

Into the unknown
Just me against the dark
Got these two hands and these bones
Got the blood inside my heart
Into the unknown
Just me against the dark
Soon I will be home
But my keys are in the bar
Oh no!

Me Against The Dark

Video!
https://youtu.be/l3d1MavNRO4?si=m2l69d7U4_XkcOL6

Stand

Translation above

La Femme 

Quand devant moi se balance 
La femme 
Avec un regard qui lance 
Des flammes 
Je voudrais être celui 
Qui attend toute la nuit 
Que surgisse devant lui 
La femme, la femme 
Mais déjà elle m'abandonne
La femme
Pour celui qui éperonne
Son âme
Et je reste dans mon coin
Pendant qu’elle s'envole au loin
Comm’ les oiseaux au matin
La femme, la femme
 
Et quand je la sens qui frôle 
La femme 
Du bout des doigts mon épaule 
La femme 
Envoûté par sa prunelle 
Je me sens pousser des ailes 
Et je galope vers elle 
La femme, la femme 
Mais elle freine mon élan 
La femme 
Quand mon cœur incandescent 
S'enflamme 
Et je reste au garde à vous 
Comme au premier rendez-vous 
Pour éviter son courroux 
La femme, la femme 

Elle a fait de moi son jouet
La femme 
M'obligeant à l'appeler 
Madame 
Quand je rampe vers son lit
Et qu'elle sonne l'hallali 
Ell’ veut que je la supplie 
L'infâme, l'infâme 
Ell’ m'a mis autour du cou 
La femme 
UN collier orné de clous 
Quel drame 
Je me traîne à ses genoux 
Pour ses caresses et ses coups 
Ell’ me cloue et me décloue 
La femme, la femme
 
Mais je sais qu'un jour viendra 
La femme 
Qui mettra dans de beaux draps 
Mon âme 
De Toulouse ou bien de Lille 
D'Italie ou du Brésil 
Débarquera sur mon île 
La femme, la femme 
Ell’ se pendra à mon cou 
La femme 
Offrant son cœur à mon coup 
De lame 
Alors par un beau matin 
Mon pas à côté du sien 
J'Irai tenant par la main 
Ma femme, ma Femme.

Paroles de Lucien Corma, 03/2005

The Woman 

When before me sways 
the woman 
With a look that throws 
Flames 
I'd like to be the one 
Who waits all night 
For her to appear 
The woman, the woman 
But already she abandons me
the woman
For the one who spurs
Her soul
And I stay in my corner
While she flies away in the distance
Like birds in the morning
The woman, the woman
 
And when I feel her brush 
The woman 
With her fingertips on my shoulder 
the woman 
Bewitched by her eyes 
I feel myself grow wings 
And I gallop towards her 
The woman, the woman 
But she stops me 
the woman 
When my incandescent heart 
Goes up in flames 
And I stand at attention 
Like on a first date 
To avoid his wrath 
The woman, the woman 

She made me her plaything
the woman 
Forcing me to call her 
Madame 
When I crawl into bed
And she sounds the alarm 
She wants me to beg 
The infamous, the infamous 
She put around my neck 
the woman 
A studded necklace 
What a drama 
I crawl to her knees 
For her caresses and blows 
She nails me and unnails me 
The woman, the woman
 
But I know a day will come 
The woman 
Who'll get my soul 
My soul 
From Toulouse or Lille 
From Italy or Brazil 
Will land on my island 
The woman, the woman 
She'll hang around my neck 
The woman 
Offering her heart to my stroke 
Of my blade 
Then one fine morning 
My step beside hers 
I'll go holding hands 
Ma femme, ma Femme.

Lyrics by Lucien Corma, 03/2005
Music by Myckaël Marcovic, 28/09/2023

La Femme (Lucien Corma / Myckaël Marcovic)

Sound of Freedom

Most Wanted

Most Wanted (Prod. LIPS)

2econd Skin - Happy Halloween

This is Actually a demo. It is my first time as a one man band man + "sound engineer", i have never recorded anything by myself before that.
Consider this demo as a proper experiment, a bunch of ideas. Enjoy and spread the word eheheheh

Zero Fucks Given

Mostly Self produced Artist originally from Illinois but now out of Denver CO
Available for Mixing and Mastering
Biz: Officiallipsmusic@gmai.com

Lips has made his presence a few times with many aliases. Now as the last LIPS. he tries to make this the last time he ever has to rewind and start over. with his self produced music and vocals. being top notch. now he's trying to take over the Denver metro area or even all of Colorado

Denver Colorados next big thing
What About Crazy Records (WAC)
Father of 2 beautiful kids

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