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''[''STEP⫘40'']''⫘''['''']''    ''💓''

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selecta se-selecta (low)
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i am big, i am bratt, i am rougha than bad
i am tougha than a lion, no, tougha than that
when redlight sit down pon de riddim no producer can chat
(w-woof woof) 
in the rave dj reload fi dat
i am 
tougha-tougha than a
tougha-tougha-tougha than a
tougha-tougha than a
tougha than that
dj dj dj dj dj reload fi dat
dj dj dj dj dj reload fi dat (then get low)

selecta se-selecta (low)
selecta se-selecta (low)
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i am i am i am i am
i'm bad, not wicked
they act, but i live it
microphone champ, i rip it
ravers get low, then lift it
when my high heels on, they staring
only best of the best i'm wearing
any dance and mic i tear it
big tune, blaring
do you really like it, is it wicked
if you really like it then flip it
rip it but can't do this cuz i did it
hardcore on the dancefloor and get with it
bounce bounce bounce get with it
get low and start dipping
grab a drink and get sipping
i can't be slippin (and then get)

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SELECTA

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Extraction

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the path that takes me home, old enough to run

JUST GIVE ME THIS ONE NIGHT ("No Reptiles"; Snow Chant's Limitless Version)

Crystal Tides - Melodic Dubstep Music

Story
The Enchanted One: The Lady of Mount Anboto
In the depths of Mount Anboto, where the mist dances like an ancient spirit and the stones whisper forgotten names, lives The Enchanted One. She is no ordinary woman. She is Mari, the lady of time, the weaver of storms, the keeper of the secrets the earth refuses to reveal.
They say she appears every seven full moons, when the sky turns red and the crows fall silent. Her hair is like the smoke of sleeping volcanoes, her eyes like bottomless pits. She wears a cloak of fallen stars and walks barefoot on the moss, leaving no trace.
The Pact
Centuries ago, a young man named Eneko, a wandering musician and dreamer, climbed the mountain seeking inspiration for his final symphony. As he played his txalaparta in the rain, the melody awakened The Enchanted One. She emerged from the cave, wrapped in moonlight, and offered him a pact: “If you play for me the song that does not yet exist, I will give you the gift of hearing the soul of the world. But if you fail, your music will be eternal silence.”
Eneko accepted. For seven nights, he composed alongside the wind, the fire, and the roots. On the eighth night, he played his work: a symphony that blended the lament of the forests, the roar of the seas, and the sigh of the stars.
The Enchanted One wept. Not out of sadness, but of recognition. She granted him the gift, but she also cursed him: every time he played, the world would change. The seasons would be confused, the animals would speak, and humans would forget their names.

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