This sounds like a Gil Scott Heron remix/mashup with add-ons.

MIX BY @goldskinkinfok
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"AIR U OUT" (GSKF MIX)

teamwiebe <---> #dibiflipsessions3

solid ground

#dibiflipsessions5 ___down version

#dibiflipsessions5 ___warmup&exercise

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Tried another Dibia$e flip session. Hope y'all rock with it. Enjoy

Ruby Groovestein dibiflipsessions7

thought so

Sunday Sessions Vol. 1 is a soulful, genre-blending journey curated by Johannesburg-based music producer and songwriter Realcal-SA. Rooted in deep house, the album flows effortlessly through jazzy house, Afrohouse, hip-hop, and drill rap, capturing the reflective spirit of a Sunday while still carrying the pulse of the city.

Warm chords, deep basslines, and hypnotic rhythms set the foundation, while jazz-inspired textures and Afrocentric grooves add richness and depth. The hip-hop and drill elements bring street-level storytelling—raw, honest, and grounded in everyday Jozi life—creating a balance between introspection and urban energy.

Sunday Sessions Vol. 1 is more than just a collection of tracks; it’s a mood. Designed for late afternoons, sunset drives, chilled sessions, and deep listening, the album reflects Realcal-SA’s versatility and vision—bridging soulful house culture with modern African street sounds. This is the sound of Johannesburg breathing slowly on a Sunday.

get_down

Verse 1 

Engines rise into the blue
Echoes of the world we knew
Orbit lines begin to bend
Every start is every end
A coded voice, a distant tune
Go to Neptune, coming soon

Chorus 

Drift beyond the edge of time
Into oceans made of light
Far from reason, far from sleep
Where the stars are falling deep

Verse 2 

Liquid skies and frozen storms
Electric clouds in silent forms
Gravity releases sound
Thoughts dissolve, no ground, unbound
A fading sign, a broken line
Go to Neptune, between the lines

Chorus 

Floating through the afterglow
Places only signals know
Out of reach, out of control
Losing shape, losing soul

Bridge / Instrumental 

Verse 3 

Time unravels, thin and slow
Memory begins to go
Blue reflections closing in
Where the human ends, begins
A final pulse, a soft refrain
Go to Neptune, once again

Go to Neptune

Like wind passing through a familiar place, something shifts quietly. Forgotten moves with that presence, steady and unseen, carrying the rhythm of repetition, memory, and quiet motion.

solid ground

dakim

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