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Stay Alive is a psychedelic sonic anthem to celebrate presence, the journey of life. It's a reminder to breathe and take one step at a time when you feel low, uninspired and like the world is caving in on you. I wrote this song after nearly drowning myself and in that moment I realised how passionate I am about living a fulfilling life. This song feels like a message from my higher self telling me to Stay Alive coz there's so much more to uncover and so much to live for.

Stay Alive - Witney. & Sage Sei

MFANA WA STRAATA(feat. BONGWA)Prod by. Shev

“i’m sad”, it translates — a buildup of constant thought, doubt & lack of self confidence, erupting with the sun-bass, in a sadness that persists, a sadness that consumes, a sadness that we cannot allow to exist amongst us + within us.

kanashii-desu sets a tone, a scene from how thoughts of indecision would sound like in real time — chaos, and sometimes… progressive chaos…

credits 🎬

production: written, composed + arranged by Itumeleng Leso

I'VE SHUT MY EYES TO THE WONDERS OF THIS DUBIOUS LIBERATION

kanashii-desu

i live in my head a lot — as an artist. sonics barely get to see the light of day, not owing to a deficiency in quality but the thinking behind these sonics. 

“will they resonate?” “will they make sense?” “will they play these more than once?” — “will they understand what the song’s about?”

thoughts, implausible to many but a reality, for kimetsu — to build a world, a platform — a cosmogony where his sonics are felt, is intent beyond anything:)

credits 🎬

production: written, composed + arranged by Itumeleng Leso

kosmogonia

a clear of example of titles ruining everything, Zama gives an account of how my music should be received or not — she speaks on the various influences that are sonically evident in my music & encourages a culture of listening to the music, rather than packaging it into glasses of genre + assumptions of how it would sound.


credits 🎬

vocals: (un)written, arranged + performed by Zama Qwabe (@QwabeZamaN on twitter)


production: written, composed + arranged by Itumeleng Leso

ear to the sound (feat. Zama Qwabe)

3AM IN BOUNCE CITY

SOBABILI (w/ Sakhile & Sloane Bambizinto Sphepho) prodby. MacKay

nawa amalyrics wakhona
(here are the lyrics)


I did backflips in the third grade . That affected my confidence in the best way . If i could bag this girl from ethiopia , play her franks version of steves version of close to ya . Rotten eggs getting thrown at ya , get off the fucking podium . Aint no such thing as first place in a rat race . The first breath is what its like to get paid . After 30 days of dishing out 'lemme explains' . How she supposed to love ya, minimum wage ? Shes supposed to love me, when did that change ? These are tough things . And her friends just keep interrupting . Niggas with everything she wants whisper sweet nothings . Faith keeps disrupting . As i walk away . The last stretch right before the sub . Hoes be lyn right before the cub . Like the kid is ours knowing you aint the only one . Stuck with the shit while the father uzzi vert shoulder rubs . With woman who want the same thing we know wassup . Sloane ,not this again . A heart of gold to a blind woman shines different . I wouldve lied still in it . Im welding im fixing it . Polished it thinking this old thing ? Remind me to stop questioning value . A coat of rust removed whats unravelled , the travel channel . The golden handle . My face a saddle . And the taps on my face forget to sea .. while im driving at high speeds , mama praying it dont repeat and thats why im still alive . Dont worry about me im rambling guys . My hand is vase bouqe of marlboro reds thinking this cancer is nice . Till its really cancer and my kids got no dad in their lives . My lungs damaged inside . My chest is a mic . I aint never seen an organ fighting and writting or jumping that high . Urge to survive . Finally make it to the top and he cant breathe . Saturday nights in melville with my sunday candy . She gave me a chance  and look im still standing . She cant even stand like we gone both plan b and lots of prayer . From now you can call me smooth operator . The boss of stay up . The wall breaker . The ruiner of make up . We fight and we make up . The roles that we take up .  The heartbreak escaper . Or umuntu kaMu, ishu ! Or you could just call me tim . The invisible man . Or invincible .. depends on how you see me .


My Hand Is A Vase

+++Holy FleSh+++

(I'm Man Enough)Prod.SoulStone

+++GlinG.GlinG.GlinG.Records+++

+++Holy FleSh Productions+++

+++Pretty GorGeous GanGsta Vol.1+++

+++Recorded+++5/16/2024+++

+++Released+++5/20/2024+++

ear to the sound (feat. Zama Qwabe)

[kimetsu.]

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