Brassy call-and-response meets rubbery low end while the guitar sketches the melody in sly little phrases. “Diggy Bop” is strut music head-nod tempo, shoulder-roll swing, and just enough grit to taste.

Diggy Bop

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 sensual duet where temptation wins the coin toss. Baritone and female lead trade lines over a soul/hip-hop pulse (think late-night R&B glow) while the hook bites down: “You taste like a forbidden treat sugar on fire, the bitter and sweet.” Smooth, intimate, and dangerously replayable two voices circling the line they know they’ll cross.

Forbidden Treat

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

A hip-hop love anthem about transformation, vulnerability, and the kind of woman who turns a flawed man into something greater. You Made a King Out of Me blends introspective rap with melodic hooks, shifting between hard truths and soft healing. It’s the story of a man who grew up guarded, hardened, and distant until real love stripped the armor and rebuilt him from the inside out. Emotional, royal, and deeply personal, this track celebrates the power of a woman who sees beyond the surface and brings out the king within.

Perfect for fans of heartfelt hip-hop, melodic rap, and songs that sit right between street honesty and soul-level devotion.

You Made A King Outta Me

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.

You Made A King Outta Me

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