A slow-burn instrumental built for after-hours. “S X 1” slides on a warm, rounded bassline while sax carries the lead strings swell and the flute sketches little sparks at the edges. No words needed; it’s all tension, release, and room-temperature swagger.

S X 1

Time like it waits for her Every step, a silent blur
Midnight eyes, heartbeat slow Every move, tells what words don't show
When she moves the room, forgets to breathe And every tick of time believes
The way she turns, the way she stays Got the odds falling in her place

And I swear, when her rhythm starts Even clocks stop counting hearts
It ticks like she moves Every second, tracing her groove
She don't rush, she don't lose Time bends to what she do
It ticks like she moves Every glance, a deja vu

She's a beat the world keeps too It ticks like she moves
Her silence sounds like melody Her shadow feels like gravity
Every breath, a verse in disguise Every look, another sunrise
The clock don't tell her what to do It listens, every tick, every breath

It learns her rhythm She moves
When she's gone, the world feels still When she's near, time bends it will
It ticks like she moves Every second, tracing her groove
She don't rush, she don't lose Time just follows what she do

It ticks like she moves Every moment, feels brand new
She's the rhythm time runs to It ticks like she moves
Every second sounds like a name Every heartbeat moves the same

It Ticks Like She Moves

Seth, the Soul of Unity”

A luminous blend of G-Funk and neo-soul, this track unfolds like a sacred groove, smooth, reflective, and cosmic in tone. It tells the story of Seth, not just as a son, but as the soul born from balance, the union of Adam and Eve, mind and spirit, masculine and feminine. Seth is the embodiment of reconciliation, walking as one where division once ruled. The beat glides with a holy softness, layered with dreamy synths and deep, bouncing bass, carrying lyrics that move like scripture over rhythm. This isn’t just a song, it’s a slow revelation, where the temple breathes again through a being who holds heaven on both sides. Seth is the sound of wholeness.

Seth, the Soul of Unity

A late-night confession wrapped in warm synths and soft low-end. “We Can’t Say Goodnight” lives in that neon hour where you swear you’ll leave…but don’t. Velvet vocals, lingering bass, and slow-burn drums hold the moment just past goodbye fingertips on the doorframe, eyes saying stay. It’s lust, but it’s also mercy: letting the night breathe a little longer.

Can't Say Goodnight

Chicago glow for a late-night mind and a sunrise heart. This track slides between smooth R&B and mellow hip-hop loop-beat bounce, nylon-guitar flickers, warm piano, and a baritone flow that keeps it cool while it climbs. Built for headphones, lakefront drives, and anyone stacking quiet wins over loud doubts. From the river to the rooftops, the skyline isn’t just a view it’s the mantra: keep moving, keep building.

She Gon’ Twerk

Smooth, late-night R&B/hip-hop with a modern glow. Warm Rhodes and mellow acoustic guitar sit over a tight 808 pocket while a soulful lead slides between sing-rap and croon. It’s confident, playful, and romantic—the kind of rooftop-at-midnight track that woos without trying too hard. BPM ~90 (F# minor), airy harmonies on the hook, soft-fade outro.
Theme: two people catching a vibe, moving slow, trading smiles and one audacious line that might just seal the deal: “we’d make pretty babies… lady don’t you think so uhhh.”
Headphones recommended for the sub and those whisper-close ad-libs. If you’re feeling it, drop a ❤️, repost, and share with somebody who loves a smooth woo song.

We’d Make Pretty Babies

A modern hip-hop/R&B duet built on acoustic guitar warmth, sub-bass weight, and celestial harp plucks. “Ride & Rise” is about ambition with affection: two Black leads trading bars about work, trust, and glow-up love No twerk’n  just working as the motto. It’s flirty and aspirational, with a hook you can chant and a bridge that breathes.

No Twerk’n Just Work’n

Late-night trap-soul with a direct-to-you spoken hook and velvet verses. “Magnanimous” rides a warm 808 pocket, Rhodes chords, and nylon-guitar accents while the lead talks straight into your ear intimate, honest, and a little reckless. Built for dim lights, close distance, and heart-rate choreography.

Magnanimous

“Kiss Me In Love” is a slow-burn hip-hop soul confession from BlackPhunk raspy verses over warm acoustic guitar, piano, and deep-pocket drums, wrapped in a late-night airplane mood. This is that low key love story where tough talk drops away and vulnerability takes the mic.

A soulful alto hook floats over a mellow groove while the emcee spills about window-seat flights, quiet promises, and the kind of kiss that makes you fall deeper in love, not just in lust. It’s intimate, cinematic, and built for night drives, headphones, and long flights where you’re lost in your thoughts about one person.

Play it when you’re missing someone, sitting by the window, or plotting that “you. me. on a plane” escape.

Kiss Me In Love

Addicted to Your Aura” is a sensual, late-night R&B/hip-hop slow-burn that lives in the space between a love confession and a bedroom fantasy. Floating over soft piano, warm cello, mellow guitar, and knocking drums, the narrator lays out an obsession with their lover’s presence their scent, their touch, their energy until it feels like a fever they don’t want cured. Half-spoken intros, intimate rap verses, and soulful hooks turn the track into a cinematic moment: a “no rules, lock the door, lose the world” kind of love where every whisper, sigh, and heartbeat becomes part of the beat. This is mood lighting, candles lit, bodies close type music.

Addicted To Your Aura

Black Phunk is a groove architect with smoked-glass vocals, midnight bass, and future-funk swagger. They blend soul, hip-hop, and cosmic jazz into dance-floor sermons built for neon nights.