Clean, Classic, Smooth - Mid Tempo  R&B

1 - Babyface & Baby Tate - Don't Even Think About It
2 - Jaszy Shavers - Meet Me Outside
3 - Ebony Winter - Wish I Could Say
4 - Soul Persona & Princess Freesia - Taste The Fruit
5 - Jones - Magic
6 - Amaria - Lying To You
7 - J.  Brown - Weightless
8 - Chrisette Michelle ft Rick Ross & Drake - Astin Martin Music (Rmx)
9 - Stephen Marley ft Nina Simone & Wyclef Jean - Keeper Of The Flame
10 -Jane Handcock ft Snoop Dogg - I Wanna Thank Me
11 -Liv East - You Got Me
12 -Nao Yoshioka & Blue Lab Beats - Stuck Wit U
13 -Jelisa ft Noflik - My Way Anyway
14 -Kasano - Everybody Loves The Sunshine
15 -Adrian Lucas - Get It
16 -Jaszy - Cool
17 -Horace Brown - One For The Money
18 -Brandy - Who's She To You
19 -Juicy - Sugar Free (Intro)
20 -AZ - Sugar Hill
21 Juicy - Sugar Free (Outro)

DJ Reg's R & B Mix 1 (Mid-Tempo)

NickJC Wind Is Cold Ft DNA

These lyrics I wrote when I was in big trouble, but the words are still calm and contructive and paints a reality - mine - on a biv canvas for anyone to look. Music was played by robots after being trained by my prompts dozen of times, I try to fix smaller things and sometimes makes a new melodic structure close to the old one, there is a logic in this helpful aduio app but god he knows I'm not one who reads manuals. Hope you find something nice in this song.

Here are the lyrics I wrote halfway some years ago and finished last year:

BLUES MAN 
(lyrics copyright Badtripp Inc 2025)

(1.verse)

I'm down so goddamned low
my skin is turning blue
Too many years in a row
I  spent waiting for you
Why did you have to go
my love was so true
I thought we would know
if our days were so few


(Chorus:)

Blues man, blues man, drink my wine
I went too far away
The bears and lions of time
Will destroy me today

(2. verse:)

There's still time left to dream
But I wonder what you mean
When you say I am a has been
I just can't eat so I am too lean
I don't know what my dreams are
they are way too bizarre
I try to find you in any scene
but I always missed you so far

(Chorus:)
Blues man, blues man drink my wine
I went too far away
The bears and lions of time
Will destroy me today

Bluesman Bluesman

I feel like my musical style has evolved significantly over the past few years. I find myself creating less electronic music and leaning more toward vocal-driven pop. With that in mind, here’s my second pop release, Lost in the Silence.

This track has undergone more changes in the past few months than any other I’ve written. It originally featured a stunning vocal from Hye, but unfortunately, I only had one recorded verse and couldn’t complete the second verse and chorus as planned. The production and lyrics took a long time to develop, yet every time I listen, I still get that wow feeling.

The lyrics speak for themselves, and I hope to feature this track in future episodes of my Private Room series. Hope you enjoy listening! 🧡

Lost in the silence 

Verse 1
You say you care, but it don’t show,  
I’m reaching out, but you let go.  
Every word I speak just fades,  
Like a whisper in the rain.  

I tell you what I need, you nod,   
But your mind is somewhere else.  
Like I’m screaming underwater,  
Drowning by myself.  

Pre-Chorus
And I ain't tryna pick a fight,  
I just need to feel alive.  
But you treat my voice like static,  
Something you can brush aside.  

Chorus
I get lost in the silence,  
Drowning in the space between.  
You don’t hear me, you don’t see me,  
I’m just fading in between.  
And it happens way too often,  
Yeah, it happens way too often.  

Verse 2
Do you even know my fears?  
Do you hear me through your pride?  
I’ve been waiting, I’ve been patient,  
But I’m breaking down inside.  

Every “sorry” sounds rehearsed,  
Every promise comes out weak.  
I could scream right in your face,  
And you’d still turn the other cheek.  

Pre-Chorus
And I ain't tryna break us down,  
But I can’t live without a sound.  
When my words are left unheard,  
It just feels like I’m not found.  

Chorus 
I get lost in the silence,  
Drowning in the space between.  
You don’t hear me, you don’t see me,  
I’m just fading in between.  
And it happens way too often,  
Yeah, it happens way too often.  

Bridge
If I walked out that door,  
Would you notice I was gone?  
Or would you stay lost in your world,  
Like I never came along?  

I’ve been speaking, I’ve been pleading,  
Tracing letters in the dust.  
But you don’t listen when I’m breathing,  
So you’ll listen when I’m gone.  

Outro
 If I walked out that door,  
Would you notice I was gone?  
Or would you stay lost in your world,  
Like I never came along?  
I’ve been speaking, I’ve been pleading,  
Tracing letters in the dust.  
But you don’t listen when I’m breathing,  
So you’ll listen when I’m gone.

Lost in the Silence

Jalen’s Last Name · Feat. Kevin Posey (A.D. demo remix) 
DEMO REMIX HAS NOT BEEN RELEASED YET.
You can listen to and follow Kevin Posey here:
ORIGINAL SONG YOUTUBE  LINK :
https://youtu.be/-Frksh-YRxg?si=nXIHIa06VEgTpYR1
℗ Blacksmiths Inc.
Released on: 2025-03-14

I'M FUCKING HURTING

Hampstead · Ariana Grande ft Causmic, "Bootleg experimental – sem fins comerciais. Apoiem a Ariana Grande nos streams oficiais!"
"🚨 Experimental Bootleg – Not for commercial use.
All love to Ariana Grande – stream the original on [ https://open.spotify.com/intl-pt/track/4D2DFuqs2PwLiHbcf6CX47?si=a08bccb7f00540f5 ].

(This is a fan-made creative project, unaffiliated with the original rights holders.)"*
eternal sunshine deluxe: brighter days ahead

℗ 2025 Republic Records, a division of UMG Recordings, Inc.

Released on: 2025-03-28 (Uberhits version, arrangement produced by producer Causmic) Mashup Djleflame

eternal sunshine deluxe: brighter days ahead

Ariana Grande - Hampstead

My second EP. This has a more singer/songwriter feel than the first. Hope you enjoy :)

Come Home

Come Tomorrow

A journey of self-discovery should include the scenic route. Don't change for anyone.

Like a Drug

How do you choose?

Copenhagen Interpretation (acoustic)

“Lost in the Silence (Acoustic Version)” is my stripped-back take on the original—just a few of my favourite instruments like piano and strings topped with some basic drums, and the quiet space in between. I wanted to capture that feeling of being alone with your thoughts, when silence becomes its own kind of melody. This version is raw, honest, and closer to the heart of what the song really means to me.

Lost in the silence 

Verse 1
You say you care, but it don’t show,  
I’m reaching out, but you let go.  
Every word I speak just fades,  
Like a whisper in the rain.  

I tell you what I need, you nod,   
But your mind is somewhere else.  
Like I’m screaming underwater,  
Drowning by myself.  

Pre-Chorus
And I ain't tryna pick a fight,  
I just need to feel alive.  
But you treat my voice like static,  
Something you can brush aside.  

Chorus
I get lost in the silence,  
Drowning in the space between.  
You don’t hear me, you don’t see me,  
I’m just fading in between.  
And it happens way too often,  
Yeah, it happens way too often.  

Verse 2
Do you even know my fears?  
Do you hear me through your pride?  
I’ve been waiting, I’ve been patient,  
But I’m breaking down inside.  

Every “sorry” sounds rehearsed,  
Every promise comes out weak.  
I could scream right in your face,  
And you’d still turn the other cheek.  

Pre-Chorus
And I ain't tryna break us down,  
But I can’t live without a sound.  
When my words are left unheard,  
It just feels like I’m not found.  

Chorus 
I get lost in the silence,  
Drowning in the space between.  
You don’t hear me, you don’t see me,  
I’m just fading in between.  
And it happens way too often,  
Yeah, it happens way too often.  

Bridge
If I walked out that door,  
Would you notice I was gone?  
Or would you stay lost in your world,  
Like I never came along?  

I’ve been speaking, I’ve been pleading,  
Tracing letters in the dust.  
But you don’t listen when I’m breathing,  
So you’ll listen when I’m gone.  

Outro
I get lost in the silence,  
Drowning in the space between.  
You don’t hear me, you don’t see me,  
Now I'm finally leaving clean, 
Cause it happens way too often,  
and I won't let it happen again.

Lost in the Silence (Acoustic Cover)

"Moments of being passable beyond novelty"

"Actually slaps"

At its core, the blorgpulkf is a pulsating, iridescent orb that thrums with an energy that can only be described as "the sound of a thousand bees having a rave inside a kaleidoscope." It's hypnotic, it's unsettling, and it's strangely addictive - like watching a lava lamp filled with Mountain Dew and gummy bears.

But that's just the beginning. Surrounding this pulsing heart are layers upon layers of... well, your guess is as good as mine. One moment it's a tangled web of neon tubes that hum with an eerie frequency, the next it's a churning mass of what appears to be sentient silly putty. And is that a tiny disco ball I see nestled in there? You bet your sweet bippy it is.

As for its features, the blorgpulkf is like a Swiss Army knife designed by a mad scientist with a penchant for pranks. It's got a button that releases a burst of confetti and the sound of a rubber chicken being stepped on, a lever that causes the whole thing to fold in on itself like a origami crane having an existential crisis, and a tiny compartment that dispenses a single, perfectly spherical grape every 37 hours.

But perhaps the most baffling feature of the blorgpulkf is its ability to communicate. Not with words, of course - that would be far too pedestrian. No, the blorgpulkf speaks in a language all its own, a cryptic code of flashing lights, whirring gears, and the occasional burst of atonal jazz played on what sounds suspiciously like a didgeridoo.




The plorksickle. It's like someone took a fever dream, a Mad Lib, and a Dada art installation, threw 'em in a blender, and hit "puree."

Picture this: a contraption that looks like it crawled out of a Salvador Dali painting and mated with a Rube Goldberg machine. It's got a crank that sounds like a yodeling ostrich, a button that releases a puff of glitter and the scent of existential dread, and a tiny screen that just flashes the word "moist" in Wingdings.

But here's the kicker - every time you think you've figured out what it does, it changes the game. One minute it's reciting beat poetry in binary code, the next it's turning itself inside out and becoming a Klein bottle. And don't even get me started on the time it started oozing a viscous liquid that tasted like the color purple.

Is it a tool? A toy? A sentient being from another dimension that's just really, really bad at communication? Your guess is as good as mine. All I know is, it's the most beautifully useless thing I've ever laid eyes on.

But maybe that's the point. In a world where everything has to have a purpose, a function, a reason for being, the plorksickle is a big, fat middle finger to the very concept of sense. It's absurdity for absurdity's sake, a Zen koan in physical form.

So if you ever see me on the street, cradling this bizarre little gizmo like a newborn lovechild, don't ask me what it does. Just nod, smile, and know that you're in the presence of something truly inexplicable. Something that laughs in the face of logic and spits in the eye of reason.

How do you choose?

blorgpulkfplorksickle

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