You gettin Ghosted FT Ju$t Recognize X Mykrophone Dj

came from them ruined ruins, here to muthafuckin ruin,
not givin a fuck or two shits to lit to lit,
went from sleeping on the floor, to muthafuckin florescent,
leave em second gussin bitches double checkin back peddlin asking bout him,
so i introduce them to the business,
this this this dick,deviant,
demolish astonish, on these toxins, intoxicated talking nonsense,

orgasm like the holy ghost lightning bolt, go at it like animals,
el chamucko contra chupacabra,
exorcism exorcise them deamons,
she said man fuck a mixtape u should start a religion, ha yuh,
fuck these flip floppin fans,
I need me sum dispels thats down to roll, down even when the wheels won’t roll,
unlode all the ammo ,then start chunking pistols,
step-in in this bitch like your body is the temple,
I’m Ment to infuse with you,
intended to get all up in them intestines ,
in him sense gods existences,
nd with all the time spent,
thoughts infested dreams infected,
all up under your skin .nerves get to jump in , at the mention,

Making her fuckin promise me, to meet me,
at the after party in after life,
like for old Times sakes,
one last time,
how bout you open them pearling gates ,
and let me inside, inside.

outside out outsiders, outa control ,
weirdos,
fuckin sick and sickanin,
on medicine,
weed on Billy Jean,
tucked in my jeans
beaner on beans,
tryna get a taste of her jelly beann..Daniii.

Beaneerrr on them Beannss!!

This song is a heartfelt and introspective ballad that explores the complexities of a deep, spiritual connection between two people who couldn't quite bridge the gap between their understanding of love. Inspired by ShAnkAri's story, the lyrics delve into the pain and longing that can come from loving someone who doesn't see or believe in the same way. It's a poignant reflection on the power of love to reshape our souls, even when it's not reciprocated in the way we hope. 

I'd like to thank the incredible @DJShAnkAri for sharing her story and inspiring this song, and for her input into this piece. Also for her amazing remix...
https://on.soundcloud.com/n4fyhhGxUPX5NHKhDj


LYRICS:

[Verse 1]
I whispered in stardust, I prayed through the skies
You felt like a lifetime behind unseen eyes
I reached with my soul, no distance too far
But you never saw me—you just traced the stars

[Pre-Chorus]
I said I loved you, not loud but true
In silence, in symbols, in all I knew

[Chorus]
But you never believed me
Not once, not really
You thought I was dreaming
Or reading too deeply
Like my heart was a story
I made up to feel whole
But loving you rewrote my soul
And you never believed me

[Verse 2]
I studied your shadows, I learned every sign
In a language of longing, outside of time
You held the map, but looked away
Afraid of a path you didn’t create

[Pre-Chorus]
I sent you light in a world gone dim
You thought it was just the wind

[Chorus]
But you never believed me
Not once, not really
You thought I was dreaming
Or reading too deeply
Like my heart was a story
I made up to feel whole
But loving you rewrote my soul
And you never believed me

[Verse 3]
Is love a gesture, or is it a vow? 
Is it holding on, or letting go now? 
You wanted proof in a different form 
And I was the rain—you needed the storm

[Chorus]
We both said “I love you” 
But not in the same voice 
You meant protection 
I meant choice 
You meant fire 
I meant grace 
We loved in totally different space 
And that’s how even soulmates break— 
When meanings don’t translate

[Bridge]
Maybe you thought love must be proven
With bodies and years, not a soul that’s been chosen
But just because we never met
Doesn’t mean I could forget
You were the pulse beneath my breath

[Chorus]
Still you never believed me
Not once, not really
You thought I was dreaming
Or reading too deeply
Like my heart was a story
I made up to feel whole
But loving you rewrote my soul

[Chorus]
You never believed me
Not once, not truly
You stayed behind reason
While I loved you purely
Like a prayer with no ending
Like a vow with no sound
But you never turned around
You never believed me

[Outro]
And maybe you never will
But I loved you still

[Post-Outro] 
We all carry our own definition 
And none of us ask permission 
To love the way we understand 
Even if no one takes our hand... 

You Never Believed Me

Thank you so much for listen / music/lyrics/vocal by Stina Crow

Lost in your dream

DK-DARREN N JAMES

Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/quiero-ir-a-alaskaversion-original-ver-texto

Quiero ir a Alaska

Era un día después de puente
y se oía gritar a Vicente:
venga chavales, menos hablar
que ya es lunes y hay que trabajar.

En una mesa Chupito a Juan
le comentaba la gran novedad:
hay que ir a Alaska a reglar un rodillo 
y quieren que vaya con el abuelito.
Ilusionado el joven Chupito 
cantaba así.

Estribillo

Quiero ir a Alaska con Abraham
Quiero ir a Alaska con el Herrera
Quiero ir a Alaska con el Aznar
Quiero ir a Alaska con el que sea.

Quiero ir a Alaska con el Ramón
Quiero ir a Alaska con el Fortea
Quiero ir a Alaska con Pasamón 
Quiero ir a Alaska con el que sea.


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Chupito soñaba con ese viaje
y le pedía el permiso a su padre
que extrañado, antes de dar
el visto bueno, se fue a comprobar.

Ya en la empresa osó preguntar
¿es fantasía o realidad?
no había viaje ni había rodillo
sólo la broma de un listillo.
Desilusionado el pobre Chupito
clamaba así.

Estribillo 

I Want to Go to Alaska

It was the day after a long weekend
and Vicente could be heard shouting:
Come on, kids, stop talking
because it's Monday and we have to work.

At a table, Chupito was telling Juan
the big news:
we have to go to Alaska to fix a rolling pin
and they want me to go with Grandpa.
Excited, young Chupito
sang like this.

Chorus

I want to go to Alaska with Abraham
I want to go to Alaska with Herrera
I want to go to Alaska with Aznar
I want to go to Alaska with whoever.

I want to go to Alaska with Ramón
I want to go to Alaska with Fortea
I want to go to Alaska with Pasamón
I want to go to Alaska with whoever.

-----------

Chupito dreamed of that trip
and asked his father for permission
who, surprised, went to check before giving
the go-ahead.

Once at the company, he dared to ask
Is it fantasy or reality?
There was no trip, nor was there a rolling pin,
just a clever kid's joke.
Disillusioned, poor Chupito
cried out like this.

Chorus

Quiero ir a Alaska

Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/paseando-por-paris-modo-lidio
Para escuchar la versión con MV  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/paseando-por-paris

Paseando por París

Es un placer poder vivir
la sensación que da París
de infinita luz y de sensualidad.

Ves claro lo que un día fue
lo que palpita en sus cafés
en sus museos y en su gran libertad.

Estribillo

Al caer la tarde mueve brisa
que acaricia tu bella sonrisa
y que nos da un soplo de felicidad.

Vamos paseando junto al Sena
escoltados por la luna llena
y el rumor del agua nos regala paz.

-------------------------

Puedes gozar al observar
cualquier rincón de la ciudad
pues te asombrará y te atrapará.

Estribillo

Strolling through Paris

It's a pleasure to experience
the feeling that Paris gives
of infinite light and sensuality.

You see clearly what once was
what throbs in its cafes
in its museums and in its great freedom.

Chorus

As evening falls, a breeze moves
that caresses your beautiful smile
and gives us a breath of happiness.

We stroll along the Seine
escorted by the full moon
and the murmur of the water gives us peace.

-------------------------

You can enjoy observing
any corner of the city
because it will amaze you and captivate you.

Chorus

Paseando por París AC

OK, we know we’re probably annoying you dropping songs non-stop, but the summer break is finally coming, so this is the second to last one. Tomorrow, we’ll release another track in collaboration with The Beautiful Dark, complete with a video, and then we’ll take a break.🤟
Hell on Earth reflects the heartbreaking reality faced by millions caught in conflicts that tear cities apart and shatter lives. This song doesn’t take sides, not because we don’t care, but because we believe it’s not wise to claim to fully understand such complex and devastating situations without living them firsthand. Instead, it holds up a mirror to the human cost of war, where innocent voices get lost beneath collapsing skies and silent screams.😔
We stand with all those living on the edge of hell, hoping for a future where justice and peace aren’t barricaded by violence and fear. We wrote this track not to divide, but to remind us all of the urgent need for empathy, awareness, and the courage to hope, even when hell feels dangerously close.
Oh, just to be clear (since it’s happened with other songs before): the higher vocal parts are not sung by Mary, they’re all Tom. Mary does the backing vocals, and of course, she’s also the one going wild on guitar.🎸
One more thing about the genre: SoundCloud only offers a few broad options, and this track blends several genres and subgenres. So yeah, sorry dear metalheads if we picked “Metal” as the genre. Feel free to roll your eyes, but honestly, it felt like the only one that truly fit (..more or less)! 😌
Peace!✌️
At the moment, this track is exclusively available on SoundCloud.
Released on August 8, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

We stand beneath collapsing skies,
While sirens slice the breathless dark.
Steel and flame in children's eyes,
Ashes fall where once grew parks.

We see mothers hold their breath,
Smoke replaces lullabies.
It’s not our soil, but we still feel
The echo of their silent cries.

They’re living on the edge of hell.
No flags can shield from what we see.
The cities burn, and clear as a bell,
It’s not a dream, it’s the edge of hell.

We read the screens, the endless scroll,
Where hope and fear are pixel-blurred.
From shattered towns to border walls,
The same old scream remains unheard.

No gods, no peace, just shattered ground.
Hope stitched in cloth and battlegrounds.
We watch through glass, we barely speak,
As one more future starts to leak.

They’re living on the edge of hell.
No bloodline shared, but we still bleed.
Bombs and silence cast their spell,
Dragging truth to the edge of hell.

No border stops a breaking heart.
The fire jumps from spark to spark.
From phone to soul, we feel the weight.
This fight is real and it won't wait.

Still standing on the edge of hell,
With shattered oaths and silent screams.
We light a match, we wish them well,
But deep inside we know what it means.

Maybe one day this war will fade,
And justice won’t be barricade.
But tonight we watch and damn, it’s near:
Hell’s not gone. It’s always here!

Hell on Earth

Freudian slippers: - there is a way to have your own style, show off your skills, do what makes you happy, in Freudian slippers, or wear socks in slippers? Try to be cool in Freudian slippers?

DK-DARREN N JAMES

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