Gotta Get Up!

(Verse 1)
Alarm screaming—-city dreaming—a new chapter unfolds
Sun peeking—-in my window—the concrete jungle glows
Eyes heavy—mind hazy—- the grind doesn’t sleeps
Coffee steaming—thoughts scheming—gotta conquer these streets
Shower spray—wash the haze—feel the water sting
Hustle fuel—pay my dues—ain't got time to sing

(Chorus)
Gotta get up, gotta get out, chase the paper, chase the clout
Stacking—dreams, lemme break it down—-every second counts
Gotta push, gotta move————ain't got ——-no time to lose
Sun's up--city's up--gotta get up—— got—- to much shit —to do

(Verse 2)
Concrete canvas—-spray paint anthems——gotta keep it real
Flow so cold—-hearts unfold——words that cut like steel
Subway rush——city bus—-rhymes ignite and spark
My paint brush——tells a story——graffiti in the dark
Meetings—deadlines——paper piles——climbing up-the ladder
through the fog——dog eat dog——it’s loyalty that matters
Family call——hear 'em all———-voices in my head
Keep on rapping——-keep on tapping——keep that fire fed

(Chorus)

(Bridge)
Empire—dreams—-concrete schemes—-building from the ground
Every beat———-every street———there’s legends to be found
Rise above——-peace and love——-spirit’s —taking flight
Break the mold——-that’s the goal——to —-let the soul ignite

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)

(Outro)
gotta get up——gotta get up—-ain't no stopping—-this here flow
Like a symphony—-in harmony———-the—-story grow
Every rhyme—every dime———-echoes through this jungle 
Gotta get up, gotta get up———to—-do the daily hustle

Gotta Get Up

Hey you
I think you're leaving
But if you do
Can you tell me
When you're in heaven
That I am strong

Hey you
I see you're hiding
But don't give up
We keep on fighting
Until you're oke
Until you're strong again

Hey, Don't leave me
If you can
Hey, Don't leave me
If you can

Hey you
I hope I keep always
All our memories
That we've created
That we have made
Those I have saved

Hey, Don't leave me
If you can
Hey, Don't leave me
If you can

Hey you
I think you're leaving
But if you do
Can you tell me
When you're in heaven
That I am strong

Hey You (I think you're leaving) - Original song

Avant que tout ne change, tout n’était que musique. Celui-ci se souvient de ces artistes qui peuplaient ces jours anciens #chill rap

English translation (sorry for  untranslatable slang words and French references...)

I'm lost in the doudous the djadja the pookies
I earn a salary not from the moula and I have about as much street cred as a bum from Neuilly
However I do what it takes to stay up to date in music I listen to drill djent
I even watch TV shows where people are coached by Amel Bent
I often need a dictionary to understand the lyrics, that's my statement of failure
I even come to wonder if you can still write music when you were born before this century

Old rock n roll is dead in the ridiculous decline of its icons
Rap is no longer quite the same as soon as autotune goes wrong
I clearly don't have the bobo look stan smith smile naive chorus
I clearly don't have the filthy loser background of the fake alternative rebel
I could have made dad's old song like a nostalgic for Brel
But in truth to do that I love messing around a bit too much with Orel's punchlines

I took a stylish nickname in reference to that distant era
Where the genius of an artist was not limited to counting his TikTok followers
All your life you were looking for the beautiful the divine the eternal the universal
Not just to get a few dead likes, your only limit was the sky
It was literally in fact, you shouldn't mess with the inquisitors
Which proves that every period has a problem with this fucking concept of hater

So no I'm not in the street game, I'm more on the other side of the coin
And to tell the truth I don't give a damn even if no one wants to pay
I don't do this to live, that's why for me it has become vital
I just want to get into your head and infect your mind in a retroviral way
May my sound give you to you also the idea of ​​making art or music
And that the love of wisdom and poetry become pandemic again

Pandémique

Link to one of those slightly moving pictures and lyric video :) - https://youtu.be/DP89YSam_Xk
Lyrics
How can I move on from the past when I can’t remember half the things you want me to forget
And how can I prove I love you more than I’ve ever loved even if I’m living in regret
Tell me how am I supposed to feel now all my choices moved along to another’s chance to live that life instead
Please show me now what to think so I can choose the drink I drink and sleep in the middle of my empty bed

Sick and tired of your ups and downs my here and now’s fed sheep to cows least that’s the words I hear in my insane
Haunted by a choice I didn’t make stranded in true love feeling fake heartbreak lights blind a runaway train
I keep saving chances ‘til the next life holding out ‘til perfect feels right but every day just ends the same old same
Maybe if I get drunk I won’t feel as though I funked up without excuse ready for a blame 
Without the shame screaming out your name

Stuck in head space on my own
It’s a place I can’t get out of
Trapped in my mind and yet still
Too scared to feel the truth
Caught in between fate and fall
It’s a path I can’t choose from
Full of the facts that we bled
But I ain’t got no proof
You know I ain’t got no proof
No I ain’t got no proof
No I ain’t got no proof

You say I’ve had too much love hate relationship cashed too many get free certificates gotta find some inside love somehow
Ticked one more obligation over take me now I’m done getting older hope curtain’s calling waiting for my bow
Cos I don’t have the time I once had game’s half over mug is empty a square can’t fit into a hole that’s round
So I’m gonna make the best of here and now love you like you were the only one any love we have we’re lucky to have found
But with love like yours we’re always tied to the ground


Stuck in head space on my own
It’s a place I can’t get out of
Trapped in my mind and yet still
Too scared to feel the truth
Caught in between fate and fall
It’s a path I can’t choose from
Full of the facts that we bled
But I ain’t got no proof
You know I ain’t got no proof
No I ain’t got no proof
No I ain’t got no proof

Just cause I ain't got none don't mean there ain't none
Just cause I ain't got none you can't say I'm right or wrong
Because I ain't got none don't mean there ain't none
Because I ain't got none can't say I'm right or wrong
When loose lips get loose because I ain't got none
Can you still find your truth because I ain't got none
Should I just have faith because I ain't got none
Is it too little too late
always too little too late
too late 
But I ain't got no proof 
No I ain't got no proof

Proof

Music: Composed, written, mixed, mastered, and performed by: Acoustc

Lyrics: Written, performed, mixed and mastered by The Mysterious Decibel

The brown sounds its own bassline
Breeding Frankenstein
But i've seemed to have crossed the line
Cuz i got a text from the boss
While i'm dropping brown sauce
DROPPIN' BROWN SAUCE

What you doing?
Where you at?
You're on company time
I'm just dropping some sauce is that even a crime!?
Don't you know you gotta slave, don't you know to behave to make your precious dime!

Knock knock 
Who's there?
Open up it's me
You've been in there since half past 3
I'm dropping some sauce do you wanna see?
You're about to be fired on the highest degree!

Couldn't be any hotter than the seat beneath me
Blast beats in the bowl with some Hennessey
Couldn't be any hotter than the rage inside me
That i feel towards you and this company!

Do I really need this? 
I don't need this anymore
I reach down underneath my balls and taint
My hand will become the brush that paints
I rise from the shitter with a vengeful smile
I'll leave my mark, it'll be on file
The knocking won't stop
I think it's time to quit in style

How you gonna fire with a face full of shit!?
How you gonna fire me if I already quit!?
How you gonna fire me with a face full of shit!?
How you gonna fire me if I already quit!?
I'm just gonna fire you with the heat of this hit!
No two week notice just a hand full of shit!
Solidify you died with the scent of a smack
Made your toes lift up and your spine bent back!

Shitty hands, vengeance, Handcuffs and prison cells
I guess that was my final boss but now i shit wherever with no farewells

No farewells
No farewells!

On Company Time

Listen to this cool song with a base of funky drums, bass and tonewheel organ. 
On top of that there's nice violins, basses, trumpet and flute. 
Cover by Maud: https://maudbaken.myportfolio.com/

The first snow

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ARRIVAL.

Dans Ma Rue

The love of my life. The best 10 years 14 days we shared together.( Caroline Jean Winchester ) she was 50 years old. I think about her every day . She was the strongest person I ever knew. I miss her laugh the most. It came so easy for her. A tribute to her  written by myself in 2017.
LYRICS
IF I SIT ON THE EDGE OF THE WORLD WILL I FALL INTO OUTER SPACE
OR WILL I HEAR YOUR SOOTHING VOICE TELLING ME I'LL LEAD YOU HERE
OR WILL I SPIN WAY OUT OF CONTROL DOWNWARD SPIRAL
TO A DEEP BLACK HOLE. AND IF I TRY TO REACH OUT TO YOU
WILL THIS DREAM TONIGHT COME TRUE

YOU'LL FOREVER LIVE DEEP INSIDE MY HEART
THROUGH UPS AND DOWNS AND BRAND NEW STARTS
THE WORLD TURNS  THE SEASONS WILL CHANGE
IT'S NOT THE SAME IT'S NOT THE SAME

YOU USE TO SAY YOU'D FIND YOUR WAY 
TO KEEP ON LIVING BEYOND THE GRAVE
AND HELP ME THROUGH ALL THE PAIN  THERE'S STILL PAIN
SO MUCH PAIN... ITS BEEN EIGHT LONG YEARS SEEMS LIKE YESTERDAY
TIME RAN OUT YOU COULDN'T BE SAVED 
THE DAY YOU DIED THE LIGHTS WENT DARK 
MY SPIRIT DIED AND MY SOUL CRIED OUT

YOU USE TO SAY YOU'D FIND YOUR WAY TO KEEP ON LIVING BEYOND THE GRAVE AND HELP ME THROUGH ALL THE PAIN BUT THERE'S STILL PAIN SO MUCH PAIN.,,,,,,

The Day You Died  ( ORIGINAL ) Carolines Song  With  Lyric Sheet

Recorded in 2019

Cassettes used featuring vocal parts:

"The Complete Authorized King James Version of the Bible", narrated by Alexander Scourby

"Achieve Freedom from Worry", narrated by David Canova, MBA, TH.H, A.II.H, Q, SQR

Symphony in G-String

Charnel House is:

Limited Bob: https://soundcloud.com/bob-bowden
Necrogurgitron: https://soundcloud.com/necrogurgitron