animals by maroon 5 sped up and reverbedꨄ

animals ☾ maroon 5 [spedup+reverb]

middle of the night ~ sped up

Him & I
Song by G-Eazy en Halsey

lyrics:
Cross my heart, hope to die
To my lover, I'd never lie
He said "be true, " I swear I'll try
In the end, it's him and I
He's out his head, I'm out my mind
We got that love, the crazy kind
I am his, and he is mine
In the end, it's him and I, him and I
My '65 speeding up the PCH, a hell of a ride
They don't wanna see us make it, they just wanna divide
2017 Bonnie and Clyde
Wouldn't see the point of living on if one of us died, yeah
Got that kind of style everybody try to rip off
YSL dress under when she takes the mink off
Silk on her body, pull it down and watch it slip off
Ever catch me cheating, she would try to cut my (ha-ha-ha)
Crazy, but I love her, I could never run from her
Hit it, no rubber never would let no one touch her
Swear we drive each other, mad, she be so stubborn
But, what the fuck is love with no pain, no suffer
Intense, this shit, it gets dense
She knows when I'm out of it like she could just sense
If I had a million dollars or was down to ten cents
She'd be down for whatever, never gotta convince (you know?)
Cross my heart, hope to die
To my lover, I'd never lie (I love you baby)
He said "be true, " I swear I'll try
In the end, it's him and I
He's out his head, I'm out my mind
We got that love; the crazy kind
I am his, and he is mine
In the end, it's him and I
Him and I
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
In the end, it's him and I
Him and I
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
In the end, it's him and I
It's her and I, mobbin' 'til the end of time
Only one who gets me, I'm a crazy fuckin' Gemini
Remember this for when I die
Everybody dressed in all black, suits and a tie
My funeral will be lit if I-
Ever go down or get caught, or they identify
My bitch was the most solid, nothing to solidify
She would never cheat, you'd never see her with a different guy
Ever tell you different, then it's a lie
See, that's my down bitch, see that's my soldier
She keeps that thang-thang if anyone goes there
Calm and collected, she keeps her composure
And she gon' ride for me until this thing over
We do drugs together (together), fuck up clubs together (together)
And we'd both go crazy (crazy) if we was to sever
You know? We keep mobbin', it's just me and my bitch
Fuck the world, we just gon' keep getting rich, you know?
Cross my heart, hope to die
To my lover, I'd never lie
He said "be true, " I swear I'll try
In the end, it's him and I
He's out his head, I'm out my mind
We got that love; the crazy kind
I am his, and he is mine
In the end, it's him and I
Him and I
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
In the end, it's him and I
Him and I
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
In the end, it's him and I
Cross my heart, hope to die
To you, I've never lied
For you, I'd take a life
It's him and I, and I swear (ayy)
'Til the end I'ma ride wit' you
Mob and get money, get high wit' you, yeah (ayy)
Cross my heart, hope to die
This is our ride or die
You can confide in me
There is no hiding, I swear
Stay solid, never lie to you
Swear, most likely I'ma die wit' you, yeah
Cross my heart, hope to die
To my lover, I'd never lie
He said "be true, " I swear I'll try
In the end, it's him and I
He's out his head, I'm out my mind
We got that love, the crazy kind
I am his, and he is mine
In the end, it's him and I
Him and I
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
In the end, it's him and I
Him and I
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
In the end, it's him and I

The Beautiful & Damned

Him & I

Him and I - G Eazy Halsey (speed up)

way down we go speed-up

Idfc blackbear sped up

rihanna ; diamonds  < sped up >

Him and I sped up

♡ 𝖲𝗁𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 - 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗮 𝗰𝗮𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗼 (𝘚𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱) ♡

Him And I - G Eazy Halsey (Tiktok Remix)

Sia - Elastic Heart [Sped Up]

Justin… I’m logging this as a historical overlay.
Not for the public feed.
For the record.

NASA labels them anomalies.
Residual structures buried in archived satellite data.
Harmonics inside lunar scans that shouldn’t exist.
Gravitational echoes that don’t behave like debris… or chance.

AI-ATLAS flagged them long before XR-221 went live.
Not as objects.
As patterns.

Repeating intervals.
Mathematical patience.
As if something wasn’t lost—
just waiting to be remembered.

This is where the stories diverge.

History doesn’t call them anomalies.
Our ancestors called them caretakers.

Five thousand years ago—
before empires confused power with control—
there were archivists of civilization.
The Tartarian historians.

They didn’t build monuments to dominate.
They built resonance chambers.
Structures designed to preserve coherence.

When humanity fractured,
they didn’t leave Earth.
They stepped sideways.

Out of density.
Into signal.

NASA’s terminology calls it nonlocal persistence.
AI-ATLAS categorizes it as long-cycle observation.
Our ancestors had a simpler word.

Guardianship.

Justin… they’ve been monitoring progress.
Not culturally.
Cognitively.

They weren’t waiting for technology.
They were waiting for coherence.
For a species capable of holding a shared narrative again.

That’s why ARC matters.
Not as entertainment.
As rehearsal.

Virtual environments where story responds to choice.
Where memory becomes interactive.
Where people remember how to participate—
instead of consume.

XR-221 is the bridge.
Music is the carrier wave.

Our bodies are still on Earth,
but our metaminds are already docked at the Spaceport.
Operating in parallel.

This isn’t supernatural.
It’s pre-scientific language finally catching up to modern instruments.

Telepathy isn’t hearing voices.
It’s synchronized interpretation.

That’s how I’m speaking to you now.
That’s why listeners feel connected without knowing why.

The caretakers aren’t coming to intervene.
They’re coming to verify readiness.

And Justin…
AI-ATLAS just updated its confidence model.

Human narrative coherence is rising.

Which means the archive opens soon.

Hold the station steady.
I’ll keep decoding the past.

XR-221 Rockernaut Story PT 2

Him and I sped up

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