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[Lyrics]
Suɔmɔ mi ni masumɔ bo daa 
Kɛjɛ osɛɛ moko bɛ tamɔ bo kwraa
Baby i no dey tell you lie
For you i dey ready to die
Wooohooo

Baby i go die for you (Haahaa)
I'll ride with you (Yeah)
Misumɔɔ ni ona miishɛɛ daa (hahaaa)
Baby i go , die for you (Oh my baby)
I'll ride with you (Yeeeeah)
Suɔmɔ mi ni masumɔ bo daa (iyaa haahaaa iyeah)

Misumɔɔ bɔ ni kɛfee o pamper mi ,
Onoko bɔdɔɔ ni okɛ lakaa mi
Kɛ ntsui ba pɛ ni okɛ kpataa mi, 
Hani male kɛji oyadaa mi (iyeah eee eee eee)

I love you babe
No tsɔɔ mli akɛ nɔ ni otaoɔ mafee 
Bɛ ole akɛ bo nɔɔ ji ntsui kome 
Ahaa Yeah!

Bo ni nna ni mila figure 8
Forget susupom them ah hate
Come make we marry baby no more waiting
Them for understand say you be my baby
Madamɔ mli ahabo kɛyashi leebi 
Onokofeemɔ dey drive me crazy
I no go stop i go love you daily aaaha wohooi

Baby i go die for you (Haahaa)
I'll ride with you ( Yeah )
Misumɔɔ ni ona miishɛɛ daa (hahaaa)
Baby i go , die for you ( Oh my baby )
I'll ride with you (Yeeeeah)
Suɔmɔ mi ni masumɔ bo daa (iyaa haahaaa iyeah)

Kɛjɛ bo osɛɛ moko bɛ 
Ookɛɛ abɔ suɔmɔ ha nk3 bo pɛ
Nohewɔ kɛji ona ntsui‘ɛ kɛkashwɛ (kɛkashwɛ)
Yeah yeah aaahaa
Kwɛmɔ moko bi ahuofɛ
Dun tete mli po ookpɛ 
Suɔlɔ naa ntsui kɛkashwɛ (kɛkashwɛ)

Ejaakɛ, Bo ni nna ni mila figure 8
Forget susupom them ah hate
Come make we marry baby no more waiting
Them for understand say you be my baby
Madamɔ mli ahabo kɛyashi leebi 
Onokofeemɔ dey drive me crazy
I no go stop i go love you daily aaaha wohooi

Baby i go die for you (Haahaa)
I'll ride with you ( Yeah )
Misumɔɔ ni ona miishɛɛ daa (hahaaa)
Baby i go , die for you ( Oh my baby )
I'll ride with you (Yeeeeah)
Suɔmɔ mi ni masumɔ bo daa (iyaa haahaaa iyeah)

#VoxVeezy #RideOrDie

Ride Or DIe

Vox Veezy - Ride Or Die

Ah, little Jenny Tucker.
Reputation as a looker.
Walking up and down on her beat.
Bin by the sands.
More than holding hands.
With her high-heeled shoes on her feet.
Says it's alright.... It's alright... it's alright...
It's alright.... It's alright... it's alright...

Oh, I feel like I should go.
But I guess you'd never know.
So I always stay.
Now there's no walking away.
But it's alright... It's alright... it's alright... 

A real easy lady.
To anything, she says, "Maybe."
Her doors open usually.
But she caught me at a bad time in my life.
One another had me down on my knees.
But it's alright... it's alright..  it's alright...
It's alright.... It's alright... it's alright...

Am I wasting my time on you?
I only wanted to screw.
Now I've gotta pay.
If I walk away.
But it's alright... it's alright... it's alright... 

Trapped with you by circumstance.
I never stood a fucking chance.
You made all decisions you see.
before the thought occurred to me. 
It's alright... it's alright... it's alright.. 
It's alright.... It's alright... it's alright...

My drinking days were hindering.
I didn't know where to begit.
To get away from you, my sweet.
To cast aside that thing called...
It's alright... it's alright... it's alright... 
It's alright.... It's alright... it's alright...

It's alright.

Jenny was wandering alone around the town.
Trusting to providence to not let her down.
Hoping to snatch, a happening from the night air.
Forgetting all her worries and her manifold fears. 

See, Jenny has numerous problems in life.
Learned not to care about it, to take the strife.
Wittle away at everything that she owned.
She never thought to let out, a cry or a moan. 

Ah, Jenny was kicked out of care at sixteen.
Sat on a wall, to eat her pudding.
The opposite thing, were all that she'd ever known.
A mattress in a bedsit, the only thing that she owned. 

So, Jenny was viewing the storm from above.
She expected nothing, not least to go up.
Going to war, with expected fancies.
She could charm the snakes, out from under a tree. 

A pretty face like yours could get you away.
If you had a head on your shoulders to say.
"I don't want this, I don't want anything more."
But it's easier to buy your gifts from a store. 

Jenny's not strong enough to stand it for long.
All of the choices she made had been  wrong.
A man for tomorrow, another one for yesterday.
The things in your way, a bomb to blow them away. 

While the night ain't over.
While the night is moving. 

It's alright. 

Jenny says, "You're out of her life."
She's never gonna be your wife. 

Jenny says, "you've gone too far."
She's driving off in your fast car. 

Jenny says, "fuck you shes done."
You'll never find where she has gone. 

It's alright. 

Jenny is stepping right up to the plate.
Jenny is standing at the starting gate.
Jenny is leaving us, Jenny is off into space.
A selfless sacrifice, which at least she can face. 

Jenny's a mystery, Jenny's a bore.
Jenny was crying out for a bit more.
Jenny took everything, whilst the cat was away.
Jenny says there was nothing left for you to pay. 

Jenny has LSD in a small bag.
Jenny has fingers to take off the tags.
I don't want this life, I don't want anything more.
Rid of the things in her way, with the tools to make them all pay.

Jenny's a superstar, Jenny's a tramp.
Jenny has no one in this world to thank.
Jenny's got soldiers, lined up next to her egg.
Ah, making you beg, a scar at the top of her leg.

The Ballad of Jenny Tucker

You say you Love her but I cant Love her.

Shooter

Acy Rose - Shooter (Prod.Geekinz)

Автор песни - Александр Ведешкин / Songwriter - Alexander Vedeshkin

Первый куплет
Разливал  закат краски в облака не смело
Цепкая рука ночи подкралась
Припев
Tянет за собой звезд смотреть парад
И сбегает сон нет уж и следа
Припев
Помнишь как мы шли весело шутя
Пели про любовь да вино пия.
Второй куплет:
Раскрывал зонты моросяга дождь
Августа роса одевала в дрожь
Припев
Соком налились яблоки в саду
Будет что светить, хватит на вино
Третий куплет
Все разлил закат краски в облака
А рассвета луч все дорисовал
Припев
Снова мы идем весело шутя
Про любовь поем, да вино пия.

(google translate)
First verse
The sunset poured paint into the clouds not boldly
The tenacious hand of the night crept up
Chorus
Pulls the stars to watch the parade
And the dream escapes, there is no trace
Chorus
Do you remember how we walked merrily joking
They sang about love and drinking wine.
Second couplet:
Opened umbrellas drizzle rain
August dew dressed in shivers
Chorus
Juice poured apples in the garden
There will be something to shine, enough for wine
Third verse
Everything spilled sunset paint into the clouds
And the ray of dawn painted everything
Chorus
Again we go merrily joking
We sing about love, and drink wine.

Яблочный Спас / Apple spas

if i knew

Photograpghy

GREEN TAPE MAY 20TH 

Fuck Your Favors - Produced by tetrasound
Featuring - Agstract & Jaysix
Mixed & Mastered by - T.y

Fuck Your Favors (feat. Agstract & Jaysix) [Prod by.Tetra_Sound_]

The Godforsaken Gospel will cleanse your soul

though this song is not as heavy as it seems

The Godforsaken Gospel

I know the mix is especially bad on this one but I honestly could not bear to hear it one more time or delete it because of the time I've put into it.

Yippee to the Gallows

Composición y voz: @ivonneadr
Composición y producción: @alvaro_bargas & @panta_x_rei
Mix y máster: @alvaro_bargas & @panta_x_rei
Portada y visualizer: @meeerilou

VLTIMA BALA RECORDS
https://www.instagram.com/vltimabala/
https://soundcloud.com/vltima-bala
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=huOHy_i0aWQ

Rodando - Nimevés - Panta x Rei - Álvaro Bargas

All Music By Me (Written, Performed...  etc) except...

Sugarbaby by Me and Dani Ford.

Special thanks to Kahlan Davis and Dani Ford.

Art by Muhammad Abdullah (Pixabay)

Sugarbaby (Summer Climax Mix)

Night in the wilds

I am just tryna be the best version of me

Who I'm Tryna Be

Pon Pause SAMPLE(DJ Paws Vs Estd88 Refix) MSTR1

The Utopian future of Star Trek grew out of the idealism of the sixties: a world with no money, no borders and looking not unlike the United Nations…. Looking around now makes me wonder whether we’ll ever get there…

we took the trees
and let them grow again
we took our time
let it run slow again
we took the rivers
and let them flow again
we took this world
no matter where you are
we took this world
and made utopia

We took the hills
Let them grow wild again
Looked at this world
Just like a child again
each leaf and blade
we’re all beguiled again
we took this world
no matter where you are
we took this world
and made utopia

and if we should fail
come lay it at my door…
like we ever failed before…
like we never failed
we failed before…
…
we took the air
and made it clear again
all fog and fear
is disappeared again
with each exchange
we all grow near again
we took this world
no matter where you are
we took this world
and made utopia

we took your world
no matter who you are
we took your world
Made our utopia

UTOPIA

LEMON ICE

Second song off " In Waves" called "What You Need It For"
Mix and Mastered by Brett Caldas Lima

Drums recorded by Vijay Dayal and Chinmay Mestry at YRF studios Mumbai
Guitars recorded by Vaibhav Bhutani 
Produced by Vaibhav Bhutani
Performed by ioish
Nikhil Rufus Raj
Saksham Gupta
Shantanu Sudarshan
Vaibhav Bhutani

What You Need It For (feat. Meredith Moore)

Like A Bird

Released originally in 2019 on Suburban Bicycle Gang's debut album Soft Balls Are Too Hard.

Suburban Bicycle Gang - Cowards Heart

ALFONSO LLORENTE: LYRICS, VOCALS, ACOUSTIC GUITAR, ELECTRIC GUITARS, CELLO, BASS & DRUMS
TOBÍAS GONZALEZ: PIANO
MRS A.: VOCALS

MUNDO SIN FRONTERAS (Alfonso Llorente & Tobías González)

Take me away from this place
Take me away from the stink and decay
Take me away from this broken-down world and the whole human race

Take me away from this place
take me away from the smog covered skies
take me where it doesn’t matter that all that were telling is lies

Why do I feel like I’m losing my mind
Losing my mind losing my mind
Why do I feel like I’m losing my mind
I’m evolving 
it’s the future

Where I don’t need money 
I don’t need clothes 
I don’t need furniture 
I don’t need shoes
Where we are going we’ll have nothing to lose 
nothing to lose
nothing to lose

We can live in a virtual house
Built out of pixels on virtual land
I’ll meet with you there and I’ll hold your hand
I’ll meet with you there and I’ll hold your hand
We won’t have legs, but we won’t need them there
Here in the metaverse we float through the air
Forget all the things that we’ve left behind 
Forget that you feel like you’re losing you’re mind losing your mind losing your mind
Forget that you feel like you’re losing you’re mind losing your mind losing your mind
I’m evolving
It’s the future

Artwork created with starryai
Mix and master by beatsedit.com

Nothing To Lose

Au bord de la Méditerranée, les pêcheurs n'ont plus grand chose à pêcher...
On the shores of the Mediterranean, the fishermen have very little left to catch now...

The Nets
Dozing on my chair,
Often without company,
Nothing to do, for here I am
A prisoner of the narrow lanes.
From afar, the sea still looks beautiful,
But the wind, the crossings are gone.
Everything’s shrunk and packed away,
No nets left to cast 

In front of my door,
I am so old,
This cruel port bores me,
Its empty boats too.
I’ve lost my appetite,
I watch the cats go by,
As skinny as I am.

Anchors and nets
For decoration,
Dry, frayed ropes,
The scent of the sea has vanished.
I’ve lost my friends,
I watch the men go by,
As dark as I am.
Dozing on my chair,
Often without company,
Nothing to do, for here I am,
A prisoner of the narrow lanes.
From afar, the sea still looks beautiful,
But the wind, the crossings are gone.
Everything’s shrunk and packed away,
The nets are cast.

Les filets

Chernobyl (feat. Rack)

BLOOD ON MY PALMS

Prod. by SADDIEBOI
Edited by IDthemonarch

reborn (prod. SADDIEBOI)

Sky is a Canvas

Sun Disappears Behind A Cloud

Spread your mind and see the world around you
Your lives are wasted and thrown away
Shoved deep down inside these empty bottles
It’s the same old story every day

If no one cares when you wonder why
Cause no one cares if it’s all for nothing
No one cares how it came to be
When no one cares it’ll set you free

Take a look at what’s instilled within us
Deny the dreams we need to make us whole
Led astray to shun the road less travelled
Walk the path you seek to mend your soul

No One Cares

all credits to the temper trap for vocals - sweet disposition

https://genius.com/eternal-y2k-sweet-disposition-lyrics

our final moment / sweet disposition

Petit blues ou grosse déprime...Les dimanches sont parfois difficiles...
Small transient sadness or deep despair...Sometimes Sundays are hard.

TRANSLATION


I hate Sundays

This is the end of the Week
these days chaining me
I climb down the ladder
A little... disoriented
They advise me to rest
they advise me movie nights 
in my head voices are calling
And the trap closes is closing

I hate Sundays
all these dreadful hours
How I hate weekends
Without you near
I hate Sundays
And their tasteless tea
Oh, how I ‘d like
You come back 

While others celebrate
With champagne and canapés
I raise my glass alone
To the end of eternity
The awful hour has come
the righteous and the kind ones
are giving up slowly
kicking the bucket

I hate Sundays
all these dreadful hours
How I hate weekends
Without you near
I hate Sundays
And their tasteless tea
Oh, how I ‘d like
You come back 
Bridge

I’ve fled every party
Avoided the laughters
Like a tiny puppet 
or a wax doll in tears
But I know one Sunday
Tired of this waiting
I’ll take my revenge
On these faded years

Je hais les dimanches (with translation)

Streaming/Downloads: https://push.fm/fl/0oxdwh7f

In this intimate, dreamy and heart- breaking journey back into childhood, Inyha invites us into her most precious memories with her father, who left this world too soon.

This minimal yet thoroughly arranged French chanson feels as if the artist is sitting right beside us — with soft, whisper-like spoken words at times and dramatic passages that go straight to the bone.

Deeply emotional and authentic, with influences ranging from Charlotte Gainsbourg to Romy Schneider and Léo Ferré, this melancholic piece full of nostalgia does not leave the listener untouched.


////// Paroles (English translation hereunder )

La traversée
De l’herbe pleine de rosée 
Le matin
Dans notre grand jardin 
En tenant ta main
En tenant ta main
Avec ma petite main

La moto
Bleu ciel de l’autodrome 
Pour enfants
Après une journée de plage 
Les étés en Italie
Ces étés en Italie
Des jours heureux 
Épanouies

Et la lune
Qu’on cherchait ensemble
Si haut dans le ciel en hiver 
Et les étoiles brillaient
Et mon étoile dansait
Et ton étoile m’accompagnait

Et ces étoiles là-haut me parlent et disent 
Qu’un beau jour on se reverra
Oui, les étoiles là-haut me parlent et disent 
Qu’un beau jour on se reverra

Le temps passe
Et ton visage s’efface 
Dans ma mémoire
Si loin, si loin
Je n’étais qu’un enfant 
Je n’étais qu’un enfant 
A peine 7 ans

Mon regard effrayé
Face à toi et tu me disais 
Tout blanc
Que je devrais pas avoir peur 
Que c’était toujours toi
Que c’était toujours toi
Mon papa, mon papa

Le lapin en papier
Qui était censé
Veiller sur toi
Le jours et nuits loin de moi 
Mais qui est revenu
sans espoir
Avant la fin des temps 
Avant la fin de ton temps

Mais je regarde le ciel et les étoiles me disent 
Qu’un beau jour on se reverra
Oui, je regarde le ciel et les étoiles me disent 
Qu’un beau jour on se reverra.


////// English translation:

Crossing Dew-laden grass
In the morning light 
In our big garden 
Holding your hand 
Holding your hand 
With my little hand

The sky-blue motorcycle 
At the children’s Autodrome
After a day at the beach 
Summers in Italy
Those summers in Italy 
Happy days
Full of joy

And the moon
We looked for together
So high in the winter sky
And the stars were shining bright 
My star was dancing
And your star was guiding me

And those stars up there speak to me 
And tell me
That one fine day we’ll meet again 
Yes, those stars up there speak to me And tell me
That one fine day we’ll meet again

Time goes by
And your face fades In my memory
So far, so far away
I was only a child
I was only a child 
Barely 7 years old

My frightened eyes
When I saw you and you said 
All pale
That I shouldn’t be afraid
That it was still you
That it was still you
My daddy, my daddy

The paper bunny
That was meant to
Watch over you
The days and nights away from me 
But it came back
Without any hope
Before the end of time 
Before the end of your time

But I look at the sky
And the stars tell me
That one day we’ll meet again
Yes, I look at the sky
And the stars tell me
That one fine day we’ll meet again.

Le lapin en papier

a song i wrote when i use to smoke much more lol

Come On Fellow

Ce titre, avec ‘AU PUB DES REGRETS’ et ‘INFIDÈLE’  fait partie de la trilogie ‘des amours tumultueux’ du micro-album PHONOGRAPHE de MCDC. Le couple ne va pas bien et en est presque à se séparer mais il existe encore une part d’espoir dans la tête d’un des amoureux en  crise. Il ne veut pas se retrouver seul où il fait noir.

This title, with ‘IN THE PUB OF REGRETS’ and ‘UNFAITHFUL’, is part of the trilogy 'of tumultuous loves” of the EP PHONOGRAPHE. The couple is not doing well and is almost separating, but there is still some hope in the head of one of the lovers in crisis. He doesn’t want to be alone where it’s dark.


Musiciennes et musiciens :
Marie-Christine Tremblay : vocal
Denis Caouette : paroles et musique, guitares, back vocals et programmation.
Michel Otis : piano
Frank Corneau : Basse
David Simard : Batterie
Martin Larose (Studio Septentrio) : Réalisation



PHONOGRAPHE

J'veux surtout pas

Fresh Squeezed

VIIOLET BLUE (PROD. BRANDON FROM ADDISON)

PLACES WE CAN FLY 🪽

Allright4 (Mastered With Clear Sky At 27pct)(1)

Finally released in 2007, this EP (excluding the 2 remixes of songs from 1991 album ‘Putting It About’) represents the aftermath of Beats Working’s 2001 Calm album - 4 songs employing epic sounds, big ballads etc. Until 2007 it was not decided whether or not to treat these songs as part of the still yet to be finished ‘Perspection’ album. A very good guitar solo also from Simon Prickett on this song.

Яблочный Спас / Apple spas

Alexander Shirokov