Great Track, Top Cat and that Picture makes me Smile🐱...

One heck of a groove dude! Great work once again :D

Yeah

all that shit you did was real cruddy 
ran me through the mud but you're still the one 
who came out muddy 
tellin' me you love me 
boy, go ahead 
I ain't no fuckin' dummy 
you're real funny
callin' me honey

we were done before we even got halfway through the honeymoon phase 
turnin' the page
left me in a permanent rage 
bein' with you is like workin' a job that only pays minimum wage
gettin' rid of you
I'm burnin' that sage 
couldn't take one more minute of you
your ass is like the plague 
you were in it to win it and you still came in very last place
nothin's but a waste of my time
takin' back what's mine
even when you didn't have a dime to your name that was fine till you tried to run that game
now shit just ain't the same
wanna see you maimed by a fuckin' tiger
set you on fire
wrap you in barbed wire 
squash you with a tire 
cause you're a fuckin' liar 
you're a fuckin' 
you're a fuckin' LIAR (liar)

Fk'n Liar

Drumbit was produced by Neil Cake. It's built on a sample from an orchestra that swapped their instruments around and then played the theme from 2001.

Drumbit

Lyrics:

All I wanted was to hold your hand 
When I reached for it you ran 
I really tried to do all I can 
and you said you wanted to be my man 
I guess I'll never understand it 
you left me empty handed
I fell for you 
but you weren't there to catch me when I landed 
Starting to think you planned it 
Lost all the connection and no sense of direction anymore 
I can't stand it (can't stand it)
I fell to the floor 
when you walked out the door
I can't do this anymore 
yea I can't do this anymore 
Now you're gone again (gone again)
Nowhere to be found (nowhere to be found)
How could you do that to me when you said you would always be around 
All you ever did was let me down 
Left me here in tears 
starting to drown 
I was lost and then you found me 
wrapped your love around me 
Then you turned right around and disappeared without a sound 
How do you sleep so soundly?
Do you even think about me?
and I just don't understand 
was this the whole plan?
When all I wanted was to hold your hand

Hold Your Hand

🐾🚁 OPERATION: RACCOON RESCUE 🚁🐾

They took my raccoon, thought he needed some care,
dropped him in a shelter with chandeliers in the air.
The food is too fancy, he’s losing his way,
no trash cans, no scraps—it’s a nightmare buffet!
But don’t you worry, I’m the cat who’ll save the day.

I’m the feline spy, sleek and sly,
on a mission tonight to reclaim the guy.
Through lasers, guards, and gourmet pies,
I’m bringin’ him back to the junk food skies!

Gliding through the night with my custom-made kite,
droppin’ low, rope swingin’, ready for the fight.
The guards are clueless, their moves too slow,
I’m dodging past vets like a Splinter Cell show.
Trash Panda, I’m coming—let the rescue flow!

I’m the feline spy, sleek and sly,
on a mission tonight to reclaim the guy.
Through lasers, guards, and gourmet pies,
I’m bringin’ him back to the junk food skies!

Duckin’ past security with claws so tight,
leapin’ over tables in the pale moonlight.
The gourmet feast is tempting, but I know my plan,
I’m here to free the raccoon, my garbage-can man!

The raccoon’s in a lounge, eating pâté with a frown,
I sneak through the shadows, makin’ no sound.
“Let’s go!” I whisper, he jumps with glee,
we dodge past the chef—he’s tossing brie!
This rescue mission’s the stuff of history.

I’m the feline spy, sleek and sly,
on a mission tonight to reclaim the guy.
Through lasers, guards, and gourmet pies,
I’m bringin’ him back to the junk food skies!

Final stretch, alarms blaring in the hall,
but we slip past quick, too smart to fall.
The guards give chase, we leap and climb,
straight out the window just in time.
Freedom’s ours, and the trash will taste sublime!

I’m the feline spy, sleek and sly,
on a mission tonight to reclaim the guy.
Through lasers, guards, and gourmet pies,
I’m bringin’ him back to the junk food skies!

We’re back in the alleys, the raccoon’s alive,
with a greasy slice of pizza, he starts to thrive.
Fancy food’s a prison, but trash is the key,
burgers, fries, and donuts set his spirit free.
Now we feast on the street—it’s where we’re meant to be!

Raccoon Chronicles

Operation: Raccoon Rescue

Ep.8 - Operation: Raccoon Rescue

[Verse A]
We walked in silence
Didn’t say much, but I felt everything
Your hand brushed mine
And I held on like it meant something
You feel like home
Even when I’m alone
Didn’t need a reason
Just needed the moment
And somehow, you showed it
Didn’t need a reason
Just needed the moment
And somehow, you showed it

[Hook]
You felt like home
Didn’t need a reason
You felt like home

[Verse B]
You leaned in close, didn’t have to speak
Your smile was loud, and my knees went weak
Eyes on the floor, but you saw right through
Said nothing real, but I still knew you

[Hook]
You felt like home
You felt like home

[Bridge]
Yeah… you feel like home
Yeah… even when I’m gone
Even when I’m alone
Didn’t need a reason
Right where I belong
Didn’t say love
Didn’t say love
But I think we know
Yeah…
You feel like home

[Final Drop]
You felt like home
You felt like home
You felt like home
You felt like home

Like Home

Music, mix & lyrics Guiville
Vocals Sofiya
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Barefoot on the garden grass,
Lemonade in a tall glass,
Time moves slow like a Sunday song,
And the clouds just drift along.

Kites dancing in the distant blue,
A dog barks once, then nothing new,
Buzz of bees in the flower beds,
Sunshine warming sleepy heads.

Cloud watching, no need to speak,
Skies above like poetry meek,
Shapes that shift, float and fade,
Dreams just drifting in the shade.

Cloud watching, in no rush,
UK summer, soft and lush,
Let the world just pass me by,
With nothing but that painted sky.

A plane cuts through with silver thread,
While kids kick balls and paint the shed,
Neighbour’s radio playing tunes,
Classic soul and lazy swoons.

Cuppa cooling on the sill,
Even the breeze has time to chill,
Thoughts meander, light as air,
Nowhere to be, just here, just there.

Cloud watching, no need to speak,
Skies above like poetry meek,
Shapes that shift, float and fade,
Dreams just drifting in the shade.

Cloud watching, in no rush,
UK summer, soft and lush,
Let the world just pass me by,
With nothing but that painted sky.

Might rain tomorrow, who can say?
But we’ve still got this golden day,
Wrapped in calm, the perfect scene,
Between the grey and all the green.

So let me lie here one more hour,
Time’s a seed, and this… the flower.
No plans, no need to try,
Just me and the clouds rolling by.

Cloud Watching

Beneath Blue Skys

Allan Rosenberg
Chorus Lyrics by Bernard Badria

I remember laughter carried on the breeze,
Barefoot races through the willow trees.
Secrets whispered under summer sun,
We had no idea time would ever run.

You were the calm when storms would roll,
The quiet peace inside my soul.

I can see you running beneath blue skies,
In fields of green where pretty butterflies fly.
Faithful friends always by my side,
Wish you’d live forever, never say goodbye.

Photographs and folded paper notes,
Memories float like tiny paper boats.
Even now I hear your gentle song,
Echoes in the wind still singing strong.

You were the light that showed the way,
The reason I believed each day.

I can see you running beneath blue skies,
In fields of green where pretty butterflies fly.
Faithful friends always by my side,
Wish you’d live forever, never say goodbye.

Seasons change, but love remains,
Through sun and tears, through joy and pain.
If I could freeze one moment tight
It’d be your smile in morning light.

I still see you running beneath blue skies,
Through fields of green where the butterflies fly.
Faithful hearts never say goodbye,
You live in me forever, you still run nearby.

You still run… beneath blue skies.


Beneath Blue Skys

Through The 🔥 Ft. Eva
me and Eva recorded this years back @ my old music studio
(OneSixTwo Studios) older location in L-Vill~
this is a remembrance song for our loved ones that have passed on 
to the other side but they are forever here in our hearts and our memories,
this is our first song recorded together and i hope its not our last, 
make sure to leave a comment and let us know your thoughts! :)

Through The 

Through The Fire Ft. (Iva)

Carry Me

[Verse 1]
One day maybe the answer will come
you’ll tell me why you had to go
you live you fade you laugh you break
but the hurt has to leave your hands
before your life can start again

[Pre-Chorus]
So let it start babe
let it start
let the tears roll
and spill from your heart

[Chorus]
And when the nights get heavy
when the dark won’t part
carry me
like fire in your heart
carry me
like fire in your heart

[Verse 2]
There’s a river that knows the way home
pouring itself into the sea
where we’ll be whole again
when the days are done
but I need you here now
breathing in this world with me

[Pre-Chorus]
So let it start babe
let it start
let the love roll
and pour from your heart

[Chorus]
And when the nights get heavy
when the dark won’t part
carry me
like fire in your heart
carry me
like fire in your heart

[Bridge]
Hold me in your memory
’till the ghosts learn to yield
I’ll be the light you’re reaching for
the one that never goes away

[Final Chorus]
So let it start babe
let it start
let the love roll
and pour from your heart
and when the nights get heavy
when the dark won’t part
carry me
like fire in your heart
carry me
like fire in your heart

Carry Me

Discover more about this track and its story by checking out the playlist.
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https://soundcloud.com/guiville/sets/old-friends
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They arrive with silver tongues,
glossed over like neon angels,
waving scripture like credit cards,
slipping salvation in plastic sleeves.

Jesus wears a shiny suit tonight,
stitched in gold and televised light,
selling grace in installment plans,
to the crowd with trembling hands.

Hymns fall like lottery tickets,
scratched hope on velvet pulpits,
every “hallelujah” a product line,
every “amen” another dime.

Jesus wears a shiny suit tonight,
mirrored shoes catch heaven’s sight,
blessing the faithful with staged applause,
between commercials for righteous cause.

Is it gospel or is it theatre?
A holy market, a velvet dealer,
faith flipped under spotlight beams,
truth auctioned in packaged dreams.

And when the lights collapse to dust,
who counts the coins, who holds the trust?
Only echoes remain in the empty pews,
a shiny suit, and worn-out shoes.
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Photo by https://unsplash.com/@olenkasergienko

Ep.8 - Operation: Raccoon Rescue

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