il beat rallentato ti dà una sensazione di essere in mezzo a una landa sperduta in una gelida notte invernale abbandonato dalla società.

TROIA by  Massimo Pericolo (slowed)

P.s. Ti odio un po’ di meno

P.s. (2) la canzone è stupenda ma non sopportavo la parte di JLord, so don’t take it personally :P

TROIA / Massimo Pericolo only (slowed&reverb)<4

Villabanks, Lil Kaneki (Psicologi) - Sensazioni Momentanee (slowed+reverb)

Nayt, 3D - Da Zero (slowed And Reverb)

massimo pericolo - stupido (sped up, velocizzata, speed up)

massimo pericolo - stupido (sped up)

Massimo Pericolo - Brebbia 2012 (speed up)

ti amo - luchè [sped up]

rock 'n roll queen - danien e theø (slowed + reverb)

Senza di me - Gemitaiz ft. VENERUS & FRANCO126 (0.9x)

Ballon D'or Gemitaiz ft Nayt ﾉSpeed Up+ Reverbﾉ

nayt - poter scegliere moon rmx

When the poet retreated to Scotland,
to his upper largo estate of stone and silence,
he was not alone.

For three nights straight,
a woman came to his balcony—
not of flesh,
but of breath and shadow,
wanting only to sit,
to talk,
to spill whispers that carried tears.

They call her K.
And her beauty was never quiet.
Pink and black roses bloomed at her feet,
roses so sharp that when the poet
reached for her face,
they pricked his finger—
a warning that love here was no soft mercy.

He realized then,
this was not the same woman he once dreamt of.
The night skies turned,
stars opening like watchful eyes,
and through them he saw her—
a celestial woman gazing down,
searching his consciousness,
trying to step closer without breaking him.

She lingered above his world,
just watching,
curious.
Not a muse,
but something older.
A presence who wondered
when she could finally sit beside him
without the roses drawing blood.

So he wrote.
Each poem carved from the ache
that something—
someone—
was calling.
He wrote of her presence,
her distance,
her balcony visits,
and the way she haunted the stone corridors of Scotland
like a vow unspoken.

In isolation,
he heard his elder voices
channel through him,
guiding each line.
And with every verse,
he realized:

This EP isn’t just a sound.
It is an interaction.
A diary of nights spent with the unseen,
with a woman who came not to love—
but to remind him
that the veil between them
is thin as a rose petal,
and sharp as its thorn.

Nayt, 3D - Da Zero (slowed And Reverb)

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