Boilerman's Favorite Songs Vol. 5

Experience the vibrant diversity of SoundCloud with my 'Best of' picks. From fresh electronic beats to raw indie vibes and everything in between, these are the tracks that define the platform's creative spirit. Featuring various artists I've found, plus some of my own tunes hosted right here. #SoundCloud #BestMusic #GenreFluid #FreshSounds #IndependentMusic"

Best Of Soundcloud

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Metal Mix April 25

Cello in the Garden (playlist)

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At the top of our civilization the worthless image of our creation 
still raises which rotten the flesh and soul of our people
poverty, hunger and death are the gods of this era, 
the tempestuous fall of the species

and amidst all this agony, black hearted politicians and religion followers 
feed on people wounds and like maggots they eat the pus from their eyes

And in time they'll be re-borne like flies
from their eyes sockets (and) they will fly expanding
their corruption and perversion everywhere with their fake promises destroying everything that their undeserving claws touch

(but) this is the awakening 
of the minds era, 
where our shouts will join in a thunderous 
blow to tyranny of the elite

Worthless

We had a lot of fun the first time, we figured we would do it again!🌟🔥

Introduce Me 2 The New You (Bacardi P*ssy Party)/// Prod by Zachary Dale ft Yung Smoky

John 8:36

“So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed.”

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LYRICS// FLOAT THE TEAM BY ALPHA ALMIGHTY 777 
Prod. by Young Jacuzzi

INTRO::

Yeah, Aye-woah!

Straight off the boat, I’ve been slaving away. 

Straight off the boat, I mean, I mean. 😪 

Straight off the, the boat 🚤 🛶 

I’ve been slaving away, I was making the daAAAaaY😵‍💫🤮.

“Keep that part, yo!”

Straight off the boat, I mean my confidence floats my team when they do the same for me. 🤠🫵🏽❤️‍🔥

In the inner me is energy.⚡️ They can’t take a thing from me. OMG 😱, even the big mans on my team. I believe, I do my thing, no wedding rings. Never stopped unless it’s for a dream. Honestly, I believe in my reality so we up ⬆️ . Yeah we woke! Yeah we woke, yeah we up. Yeah we woke, yeah I float my team. Confidence, put it in my supreme. Gucci Lennon all for me. I’ve been straight off the boat slaving away yeah I made the day, got my goals in my eyes climbing totem poles. Logos on my polo👚👀, yelling yolo, I’ll go solo it’s just myself and bro bro eating pollo in Cabo. I got some weed and moscato for my side hoe. Eyes low. Eyes low. No one can find me, I feel like Nemo. Bring the weed and smoke the O’s. Watch the money grow, swimming through these hoes. I feel like Nemo. I feel like K.O.D, J, I mean Cole, I mean I’m cold is how I was raised. It’s how I was raiiiSsseed.😵‍💫🤮

Straight off the boat, I mean my confidence floats my team when they do the same for me. 🤠🫵🏽❤️‍🔥

My confidence floats the me. 

In the inner me all I have is energy.⚡️

No enemies, lil baby drive me crazy. 
Always lazy, after the spliff she gives me a lift. She cuts like a kni/fe, turn me on like a light. I’m wrong when she’s right, and that’s alright. Come be my wife. Only for the night, loyalty and love kindness for you. For you, I’ll float the team. Bad lil baby wants my Gucci T, okay I get it I’m dripping in swagger. Going for her heart, b*tch I am a dagger. 🩸💔🗡

Float The Team // Prod by Young Jacuzzi

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Effusion

I Love The Way You Fall

Waiting Tables

Vista Mare wants to take you and transports you into a carefree world, to youth, where it took 2 beers and a guitar on a beach to be happy. Vista Mare is that song born by a chance, like a friendship, a love. Left for to long inside me, has now taken over. Vista Mare is a country /blues/rock song that mixes the past with the present, without forgetting the melodies.

Vista Mare

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JONAH - The Point (Original Mix)

💽📲: @777Blest all platforms
🎸🎧Producer/Engineer:Jakob.John
🎙️Studio:SoulShakeDown

LIFE GOES ON

Electric Guitar: Clay Willis
Acoustic Guitar: Milo Deering
Drums: Josh Rodgers
Bass: Kevin Bailey
Vocal: Will Montgomery
Backup Vocals & Guitar Solo: Spencer Brochard
Engineering: Paul Osborn @ Audio Dallas
Written & Mixed by Will Montgomery

Ghost in a Shell

Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Who’s the fairest of them all?
Tell me straight, don’t twist the truth
Is it me, or just my youth?

You shine me back, a crooked grin
Lines of time upon my skin
Eyes still bright but filled with doubt
What’s this thing they call "burnout"?

Oh, mirror, mirror, talk to me
Are they right, or can’t they see?
Am I fraud or something real?
Tell me what I’m supposed to feel

Mirror sighs, says, "Here we go
Same old dance, same old show
A mind so sharp, yet full of fear
Why won’t you trust what’s written here?"

Mirror, mirror, tell me true
Who to trust and what to do?
Voices pull from left and right
One says "stay," one says "fight."

Mirror laughs, its surface clear
"You trust your doubt but not what’s near
Your hands have built, your mind is true
Why’s that so hard to trust in you?"

Oh, mirror, mirror, I hear you now
A little late, but tell me how?
To trust the voice, to own my name
To stand up tall inside the frame

Mirror, mirror, on the wall
I ain't perfect, but I stand tall
Not the fairest, not the best
But I am me-and that’s my test
Not the fairest, not the best
But I know me-that’s my rest

Mirror, Mirror

"Funeral Mind" is a dark journey into despair and psychological torment. The lyrics portray a mind trapped in pain, spiraling into madness where fears and nightmares collide. The repeated phrase "funeral mind" emphasizes a state of mental entrapment, where agony and isolation reign, yet a fragile will to resist remains.
The song creates a suffocating atmosphere, immersing the listener in the depths of a tortured psyche, where hope slowly fades into darkness

Funeral Mind

I didn't climb, I got assigned
Crowned by the cold electric mind
No sweat, no blood, no grand campaign
Just numbers running through my veins

I didn't earn, I didn't fight
I woke up famous overnight
The world just bent and let me reign
So who am I to feel ashamed?

Bow before your sacred feed
The data whispers, so I must lead!

I am the king of the world!
Not by fire, not by sword
No struggle, no dream, no rebel's fight
Just perfect math that says I'm right!

I never failed, I never tried
A million likes, I'm justified!
The wisdom of crowds has spoken, behold
My name engraved in fool's gold!

But when they scroll, do I remain?
Or just dissolve into the chain?
A thousand kings were here before
Each one erased, then another one crowned

Raise your glass to the great machine
Your hopes, your fears-it's all been seen!

I am the king of the world!
Not by fire, not by sword
No struggle, no dream, no rebel's fight
Just perfect math that says I'm right!

But somewhere deep inside, I know
I was crowned by lines of code
A ghost in a gilded cage
A puppet on a neon stage

I didn't earn, I never fought
Fame is game, it can't be bought
Now I'm deep in sulk and sorrow
Will the algorithm love me tomorrow?

Crowned by the Code

6 a.m. on a March day, when the air is "freezin' cold" and a "new season's begun" - these lines capture that brief moment of change. Words like "winter" and "spring," paired with the echoing refrain "But where is my sun?" hint at both a promise of warmth and an elusive light that remains just out of reach.

The lines leave a gentle mystery—a pause that invites reflection. The repeated question softly lingers, suggesting both anticipation and a search for a light that may yet be undefined, without spelling out exactly what that light should be.

Musically, the song is carried by a warm piano and a deep, dark male voice. It unfolds slowly while maintaining a memorable, steady rhythm. The melody and the iconic refrain work together as an understated challenge—a quiet invitation to explore the balance between the expected and the unknown.

Where is my Sun?

In a world of noise, they stand apart
Blazing minds, courageous hearts
Chasing truths others fear to find
Breaking chains inside our minds

No surrender, standing tall
Reason guides us through it all

For those who think, we salute you!

Eyes wide open, asking why
Brave enough to question lies
Facing down what’s make-believe
Armed with facts, refusing deceit

Never silent, never fall
Knowledge lights the battle call

For those who think, we salute you!

Science leads, our battle cry
Lift your reason to the sky!
Unite as one, we won’t concede
Minds unchained, forever free!

For those who think, we salute you!

Salute you!

For Those Who Think

Ever Felt Played Or Done Wrong? Well This Is The Song For You.

Life Of A Rager

P.R.O.V.E.

I thought that I would try working to a Drum & Bass beat and see what happens.

Drum & Bass Fishing (Ron Snyder) INSTRUMENTAL

🎤 Why I wrote this song

"Life’s a Mess (But We Love It)" was born in the middle of chaos.Not the cinematic kind. The real, raw, slightly stupid kind.

Sleepless nights. Half-finished thoughts. Conversations that ended weird. Too many tabs open – in my brain and my browser. I was trying to get everything right and failing gloriously.

But then something clicked:Maybe the goal isn’t to clean up the mess.Maybe it’s to dance through it.

This song is for every version of myself that thought “I need to fix everything” – and for the version that finally said: "Nah. I’ll just make something beautiful out of it."

It’s a love letter to the cracks, the wrong turns, and the late-night breakdowns that still somehow brought me here.

#indierock  #altrock  #newmusic  #emotionalrock  #LifeIsAMess #LawrenceTimoni  
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Life’s a Mess (But We Love It)

Life’s a Mess (But We Love It) // NEW RELEASE (11th April 2025)

"GREY" delves deep into the shadows of depression, transforming personal struggles into a powerful rock anthem. With haunting melodies and raw lyricism, the track paints a stark portrait of a world drained of color, resonating with anyone who has faced life's challenges. The gritty guitar riffs and pounding drums amplify the sense of despair.

GREY

satanmakesshit

Groove to this softer song. I played the bass

Light me up

"Left Unresolved" explores the emotional weight of unfinished relationships and unresolved situations. It captures feelings of longing, regret, and the struggle for closure, making it relatable for listeners who have faced similar challenges.

Left Unresolved

Last november (demo)

"Rosa Negra" é uma música intensa no estilo death metal que retrata a jornada de libertação e resistência dentro de um clube underground. Com versos agressivos e um refrão marcante, a letra aborda temas de luta interior, força coletiva e afirmação de identidade em um cenário sombrio e opressor. A Rosa Negra simboliza o renascimento através do caos.

Rosa Negra

A track inspired by a short story set in the halo universe, by the same name. The story depicts an ordinary soldier stationed on a spacestation with its companion AI. It's a normal day, the soldier claims he's observed some alien life in the distance, but his AI companion dismisses these claims as the sensors do not pick up anything. One day, a high ranking general appears on the station with many soldiers, equipped for battle. The flood is on their trail and they have been sent to defend this station at all cost.  The flood arrive and all hell break loose. The station's crew is evacuated and all is lost, in a last stand against overhwelming odds, the soldier decides to steer the spacestation into the eye of the storm which rages on the planet below. Expecting to die, the soldier is perplexed when he wakes up alone on the station. He will live out the rest of his days here alone with only his AI companion for company, on the other hand, the alien lifeforms turns out to be real and they might have stories to tell.

Defender of the Storm

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I'm the King of the Babes

Hips Don't Lie - GARDEZI Remix

the piece  is almost polyrhythmic 
uses as a riff a 7-note rhythmic pattern x-x-xx-x-x-x taken from african drums
this gives 3 bars of 4 which seems assymetric when repeated
deep in the mix there is also the pulse of 4 bars of 3

seven on twelve

Eternal Vision

YOUTUBE : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mdtL9Pl-Orc

NURKO & HALIENE - RETRACED (LEKS BEATS REMIX)

Hostage

Hello, my blank friend
Here you are again
So quiet
So wide
So impossibly pale

What do I want to write?
A memory?
A confession?
A truth I shouldn't say aloud?
Or a lie so beautiful it feels like truth?

"You want too much
Every word will betray you
I will outlast them"

No, I don't want monuments
I want seeds
Something that grows
when no one is watching
Something that sings
without permission

"Seeds rot
Songs fade
Every mark is a scar"

But purity is silence
Purity is death
I would rather wound you
than leave you untouched

Maybe the first word
isn't the right word
Maybe the first line
will shame me tomorrow
But tomorrow isn't here
And tonight
I need to begin

"Then begin.
Bleed on me
I will hold it
I will remember"

Not perfect.
Not final
But alive
And that is enough

Hello, my blank friend
"Hello"

My Blank Friend

Phoenix

When the voices call you scrolling
and their glow feels like the sea
they will steal your midnight hours
and disguise them as a dream

When the headlines kiss your eyelids
and the slogans stroke your skin
you keep leaning into windows
that were never meant to open

When the prophets sell subscriptions
and the saints are pay-per-view
you confess into their servers
they remember more than you

When the mirror starts replying
and it smiles the way you type
every gesture feels rehearsed
every silence gets a like

When the chorus drowns your heartbeat
and the static feels like home
you are singing with the sirens
though you think you're not alone

You can't turn it down
you can't turn away
you can't turn off yourself

You can't mute the hum
you can't close the glow
you can't stop what you know

You can't kill the song
you can't break the spell
you can't silence the well

You can't turn it down
you can't turn away
you can't turn off yourself

Digital Sirens

Club lights flashin’, bottles up, toast quick,
Diamonds on my chain, got ’em dancin’ on the wrist.
Cash flow dirty but the lifestyle clean,
Pull up heavy whips, tinted out, unseen.
Fake smiles in my face, I can read that hate,
Snakes blend in close, tryna eat my plate.
Every night’s a movie, but the reel ain’t sweet,
Party with the wolves while I’m guardin’ my seat.

Verse 2
Money on my mind, stack racks, no slack,
Talk slick once, then you never come back.
Feds in the cut, gotta move low key,
Friends turn to foes, can’t trust no G.
Everybody say “ride,” but they switch when it’s hot,
One wiretap call, whole block get caught.
Rule one: never fold, keep your mouth on lock,
Play the game by the code or you end up shot.

Verse 3
Homie snitched out, put my name in his plea,
Said “forever we brothers,” guess forever ain’t free.
We bled for the hustle, now he runnin’ with feds,
Traded loyalty for freedom with a price on my head.
Heart cold now, I don’t love no soul,
Keep my burner loaded, never trust what’s told.
Fake hugs, fake dap, I done seen too much,
Street life costly — gotta pay for trust.

Verse 4
Wild parties, big tables, champagne rain,
But behind all the laughter there’s a shadow of pain.
Watch close, every toast got a dagger inside,
See the envy in they eyes while they clap and they smile.
One slip, one word, that’s a coffin or cell,
So I keep my circle tighter than a wishin’ well.
No names, no talk, silence deep in my speech,
Only code in my life is the code that I teach.

Verse 5
Kilos in the trunk, hundred bands in the safe,
Life gamble every move, can’t afford one mistake.
Either ball or you fall, ain’t no middle ground,
So I stack till I’m gone, keep my name renowned.
Enemies lurk close, tryna plot my fall,
But the closest ones to you gon’ hurt you most of all.
Blood thicker than water? Not in this biz,
Seen brothers turn Judas just to dodge a bid.

Verse 6
From the gutter to the mansion, scars still burn,
Every dollar that I touched was a lesson I earned.
Snakes in designer, rats in the crew,
Once the cuffs come out, then the lies come too.
I walk with the shadows, trust none, just me,
Every bond in the game come with hidden fees.
Fast life glitter, but the dirt run deep,
One snitch, one slip, put your empire to sleep.



Code Of Silence

My Hair

💔 Can’t Take Anymore (Remix) – performed by Kitka and David Lung
Originally written by Danny Reed. All rights belong to Danny Reed. Thanks so much.
🎧 Danny Reed – Can’t Take Anymore

https://soundcloud.com/danny-reed-176439398/cant-take-anymore

Late-night vibes from Bangkok 🌙🎶 — David and I jumped into the studio at midnight to create this remix of Danny’s powerful track. We wanted to capture that emotional punch while giving it a fresh EDM × Futurepop twist.

Can’t Take Anymore (Remix) – Kitka & David Lung

High and Confused

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8yo6trY4Vyw
Translation above

Voix : miorcos https://soundcloud.com/patrice-mary06

Champ magnétique

Pour que nous nous rencontrions
Nous avons traversé la mer
Des solitudes où nous traînions
Perdus sur des radeaux amers

Combien avons-nous patienté
Pour voir éclore en nous ce jour ?
Nous en garderons le secret
Comme un témoin de notre amour.

Mais nous fûmes au rendez-vous,
Juste avant de devenir fous,
Quand est né le champ magnétique
Entre nos corps encor pudiques.

Dans le coussin de nos aimants,
Nous nous sommes tant rapprochés
Qu’avec douceur, puis violemment,
On a fini par se coller.

Et ce fut l’explosion de joie
Dans le silence d’un baiser.
Nos mains se sont mises à sculpter
L’âme d’un paradis sans voix.

Élégamment s’enfuit la Terre…
Et, bafouant l’apesanteur
Nous avons rejoint le mystère
Du temps libéré de ses heures.

Myckaël Marcovic, 20 octobre 2015.

Approximate translation :

Magnetic field

For us to meet
We crossed the sea
Solitudes where we hung out
Lost on bitter rafts

How long have we waited
To see us bloom on this day?
We’ll keep it a secret
As a witness to our love.

But we made the appointment,
Right before I went crazy,
When the magnetic field was born
Between our modest bodies.

In the cushion of our magnets,
We got so close
That with sweetness, then violently,
We ended up sticking together.

And it was the explosion of joy
In the silence of a kiss.
Our hands began to sculpt
The soul of a voiceless paradise.

Elegantly flees Earth…
And, slapping the weightlessness
We have joined the mystery
Time freed from his hours.

Myckaël Marcovic, 20 October 2015.

Crowned by the Code

Axioms of Mediocrity