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08-13-25 / Midweek - ResisDance in da House, or not? Dance of Death or Awakening

Someone In House

Shyheim - Furious Anger Ft Big L - Beekool Beat

This song is my unapologetic dive into one of Palm Beach’s most infamous betrayals—how Trump double-crossed Epstein over a 2004 mansion deal, using shady money, Russian oligarch ties, & calculated silence to pull it off. It traces the $40 million flip that shattered their friendship, the threats & secrets that followed, & the suspicion that Trump set the wheels in motion for Epstein’s downfall. It’s about greed, power, & how betrayal leaves ghosts—because in the end, no one was innocent, and every choice had a price.


LYRICS: 

[Intro ]
They burn it down—in silence…
A house—a pool—a friendship…
Forty million reasons to never trust your friends

[Verse 1]
Palm Beach, 2004, the sun’s a golden knife
Jeffrey walks the mansion grounds, thinking this is life
Thirty-six million bid—he’s the king of the night
Shows his friend Donald, “Help me move the pool, all right?” 

But the snake is coiled in a suit & a tie
Donald walks the halls, sees the ocean in his eye
Next day—forty million, out of nowhere, no goodbye
Jeffrey seethes, feels the knife twist deep inside 

He knew the math—Trump was broke in the game
Scattered debts, no forty million to his name
Then whispers of a Russian man, Rybolovlev fame
Money laundering shadows, different rules, same shame 

[Pre-Chorus]
Betrayal tastes like salt on a stolen breeze
Red flags rising in the Florida keys
They built their empires on sand & disease
And one by one—they all will bleed 

[Chorus]
Drop the dime!
Maison of shadows, sold to the highest crime
Forty million ghosts in the dead of time
Palm trees hide the truth & the slime
Epstein swore Trump would pay for his crime 

[Verse 2]
He lost the house, but worse, he lost his face
A real estate betrayal, the ultimate disgrace
Threats in the night—lawsuits in his case
“I’ll go to the press, tell the world what you erase!” 

Donald panics, heart pounding like a snare
Epstein knew he’d been there, seen the girls everywhere
For years at the parties, in the gilded lair
He was fully acquainted—don’t you dare declare 

Jeffrey said it to his dying day, in his cell
“It was Trump who dropped the dime, sent me to hell”
From Paris to Jersey, private jet farewell
Teterboro cuffs, the start of his final bell 

[Bridge 1]
The house that greed built… washed in the tide
The pool you wanted—became your divide
A friend is a shadow—until the sun slides
Into handcuffs & headlines—no place to hide

[Verse 3]
Three weeks after Wolff put the story in his book
Epstein read the words & knew the hook
Called the writer, voice shaking, “Did I say too much?”
Three weeks later—steel bracelets, ice-cold touch 

Trump spins his story, years down the line
Says Epstein stole employees, including Virginia’s shine
But the timelines clash like a jagged spine
2004 was the house, not the spa, stop the lie 

Red flags everywhere—Russian cash on the sand
Flip a mansion for 95 mil, ain’t that grand?
Epstein felt the knife, betrayal’s cruel hand
A king of secrets drowned by his own quicksand 

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Money in the walls…
Ghosts in the halls…
Palm trees whisper…
Who made the call? 

[Chorus]
Drop the dime!
Maison of shadows, bought with another man’s crime
40 million questions echo in rhyme
Epstein swore Trump would pay in time
Betrayal is a bell that will always chime 

[Bridge 2]
Palm Beach remembers
Maison de L’Amitié
Your empire floats on whispers & foreign pay
One man in Paris—reads his last mistake
Another man smiles—as the ground starts to quake 

[Final Verse]
He thought he was untouchable, a god on a throne
But gods fall harder when they stand alone
The mansion is gone, the truth overthrown
And every friend you betray becomes a gravestone 

Epstein’s ghost lingers in the Palm Beach tide
Wolff holds the secrets that the courts denied
A Russian oligarch’s cash laundered worldwide
And a President hiding from the things he supplied 

[Outro]
In the Maison of shadows
No one is innocent
Not the bidder
Not the friend
Not the man who drops the dime. 

…It’s all just biden time.

Maison of Shadows (Drop the Dime)

Aqustic version of our collab 2017 /Donald Bell : https://soundcloud.com/donald-bell-730250793

YOUTUBE VIDEO

Dead Inside

Here's another song written and produced by myself with Kim on lead vocals , it's on the rockier side of pop , we do hope you like it ! We're still in that song contest that seems to be running for years , please give us a vote  hofa-contest.com/song/19226/ 
Next up is a nice song by myself , closely followed by more from me and Kim , stuff by myself and a lovely Country song with Northern lad Dave Cooper and German genius Axel Menningen .
Me and Gaz are working on a belter of a song , that'll be finished soon .
The mega project with Axel , Andrea Brennan and many others is starting to take shape , it's taking over our entire lives , it'll be bigger than Trump's wallet !
Your support is fantastic , thank you so much !
Here is the album links for me and Charlotte , give one or two tracks a listen if you get chance
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Runaway Girl

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Japanese traditions:festival drums and fireworks!

YOMATSURI (TAMAYAH!)

Cards are flying in the smoky air
Shadows dancing but nobody cares
The table's hot
The stakes are cold
The stories whispered are as good as gold
[Prechorus] Eyes like daggers
Hearts on fire
Who’s the liar
Who’s the buyer
[Chorus] Aces high
Let 'em fly
All or nothing
Do or die
Aces high
Feel the rush
The room goes silent
Then the crush

Aces high .mp3

c’este là vie

Dear friends, I present to you this song, which is a bit unusual for my taste, but I'm fond of it because of the lyrics. And I'll say more, I think it's the saddest lyric I've ever written, and although I tried to lighten the mood with the music, every time I hear or read the song I feel like crying... I apologize for the emotion, and I hope you enjoy it... dedicated to all my listening friends...
🙏🏻🔥🙏🏻🔥🙏🏻🔥🙏🏻🔥🙏🏻🔥🙏🏻🔥🙏🏻🔥🙏🏻🔥🙏🏻


Paola,

You ran happily in the mountains
The flowering meadows and the dew on your
clothes

Sweetly, you dreamed of a better future
Tired, you recovered from the infamous work

And where are you running now?
Which path do you want to follow?
If the thought wants to kill you.

Paola,
Let's forget the false seasons
Let's put on our skis and run on the
snow
Maybe tomorrow we won't be here
Maybe tomorrow will be the day we cry.

And where are you running now?
Which path do you want to follow?
 You know very well that you must die.

That disease that one day they told you was incurable
Only a miracle could defeat it
But you resist and control time
Trying in vain to stifle a moan.

And finally run, run now

Paola
You are free to go
You are strong enough to search
You are all to dream about...


https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=gUiNS6W1A-I&feature=shared

https://open.spotify.com/album/2stOiydUaCLzta9KTmO4yN?si=-kIcPFflRt-8T_irOgzRBA

https://music.apple.com/us/song/paola/1837954574

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PAOLA.mp3

I wasn’t to sure about this song when I first wrote it but it’s grown on me now.
So I’ve decided to release it and it’s just a simple ditty recorded on my mini boss.
There’s something very organic and rewarding about recording on the box as it’s referred to.
So I hope you like and you can make up your own mind what you think it about so answers on a post card to my comments.
Gaz Brownie gives you ……

The Charm 

V1
Picking up the pieces without you on my mind 
Enough time to get my ducks in a row and keep them in a line
From Memphis to Mars this time it’s gone to far
Never ever will, I become feathered and tarred 

Chorus 
So you feel a little melancholy
That’s not the reason for saying sorry
the third time is not going to be the 
charm x2

V2
Every queue you are at you put near the back
And every argument we have, I’m always the end of your sad
Chasing material highs for things, you can never have
I’m gonna find the one for me & grow from a bonsai tree

Finish on Chorus 
Repeating …. The third time is not going to be the charm

The Charm - Gaz Brownie

My Truth

TrustYou.m4a

Kick It Off - (SMKP) AK

If you are trying to collide >daviousxrichards@gmail.com
I was born in Buffalo New York only 6 months old move to the west coast the biggest city in Oregon Portland
I am a peaceful kind person but if there's more to me then people realize.
I'm a person who will make it and doing this career you listen to my voice you understand the facts and what am I all about as a entertainment guy never cross paths with me it doesn't end well the most important things you have a choice and you keep that choice when you've solve it you have to live with it in our Lives and continue living everyday until you collapse>...

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Manifesto

We Declare:

    That the suffering in Gaza is not a distant conflict but a wound in the conscience of humanity.

    That silence and political games by so-called Western defenders of democracy are betrayal incarnate.

    That art, music, and truth must tear through walls of apathy, breaking chains with sound and spirit.

    That to remain silent is to support the erasure of life itself.

    That we rise—voices united, hearts aflame—to amplify those crushed under siege, to shatter the walls of oppression.

    That every beat, every echo, every lyric becomes a rebellion against forgetting.

    That through collective awakening, we reclaim not just Gaza’s future but the soul of humanity.

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"NOTHING UNDER THE SUN IS NOT PART OF CREATION, NOR IS IT NOT CREATION ITSELF—IT'S ONLY WHAT YOU MAKE IT. NO JUDGES, NO DIVIDES—UNITY." 
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"NOTHING UNDER THE SUN IS NOT PART OF CREATION, NOR IS IT NOT CREATION ITSELF—IT'S ONLY WHAT YOU MAKE IT. NO JUDGES, NO DIVIDES—UNITY."

1. Philosophical and Metaphysical Context

This phrase operates on a profound metaphysical premise rooted in ancient and modern spiritual thought: the idea that everything within existence ("under the sun") is inherently part of creation, yet simultaneously defies a simple binary of "creation" and "non-creation." The double negation — “is not not part” and “is not not creation” — serves as a dialectical device emphasizing paradox rather than straightforward affirmation or denial.

Nothing exists outside creation’s domain. All that "is" is both a part and a reflection of the creative whole — but perhaps creation is not a static “thing.”

It touches on panentheism or even non-dualism, suggesting creation transcends our binary modes of thought.

In this sense, the phrase challenges rigid ontologies. It rejects compartmentalization — what we consider ‘created’ vs. ‘uncreated’ is a false dichotomy.

2. Existential and Constructivist Overtones

The clause “It’s only what you make it” signifies a turn from metaphysical absolutes to personal agency and interpretation.

Creation is not a fixed category but a creative, subjective, and participatory process.

Reality is texturized by human meaning-making — your perception, actions, and judgments shape what ‘is.’

This brings in vibes of existentialism and constructivism, affirming our power and responsibility in shaping the world and imbuing it with meaning.

3. The Ethics of Judgment and Division

“No judges, no divides” strikes a moral and social chord:

It calls for radical acceptance — no external or internal authority imposes judgment.

It opposes division, sectarianism, or exclusion based on arbitrary or prejudiced distinctions.
This has echoes of universalist humanism and inclusive ethics, a plea for unity beyond fractured identities, labels, or separations.

4. Final Summation: Unity as a Creational Ethos

The closing refrain “UNITY” serves as the conceptual apex:
Unity is not merely a formal condition but an existential and creational ethos, holding the paradoxical unity of all existence despite apparent differences or judgments.
It is a call to embrace multiplicity without fragmentation — wholeness that contains diversity.

Style and Rhetoric

Paradox and Double Negatives: The use of double negatives (“not not”) is daring and poetic, evoking the style of Zen koans or 
Hegelian dialectics — prompting reflection rather than offering a direct statement. It challenges the reader to dwell in ambiguity and complexity.

Capitalization and Punctuation: The em dash creates dramatic pauses, underscoring the key thematic shifts; the capitalized “UNITY” acts as a powerful, summative slogan or mantra.

Economy of Words: Despite its complexity, the phrase remains succinct, poetic, and emphatic—a hallmark of impactful philosophical proclamations.

Cultural & Literary Resonances

Biblical Allusions: “Under the sun” recalls the Book of Ecclesiastes, with its contemplations on the nature of existence. This embeds the phrase within a long tradition of existential inquiry.

Contemporary Spirituality: The phrase resonates with New Age and postmodern spiritual ideas emphasizing non-duality, co-creation, and global unity.

Political and Social Dimensions: In a world segmented by ideologies and conflicts, “no judges, no divides” can serve as a subtle political manifesto for peace and acceptance.

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