Viral Playlist 19

Featuring - JayThaRose 
Produced by - Willhouse Beats

Lyrics:
Yeah, we back

Haters like to run, 'cause they never gonna pass me
Athletes
When we on the mic, we ass beat
Trashy
That was just the past me
Now we run shit long time like a track meet
Rappers be catchy
Call they ass backstreet
I ain't with no pop shit
Labels can't have we
We just fell in love with the rap, romancing
Now we just gon' do it how we do it, more dancing, yeah

Blunt, I just rolled, I'm off it
Me and bro, Austin
Hardcore coughing
Ripping that wax to tha (damn) max, no stopping
New strand dropping? I know, bro copping
I'm living life to the fullest
They loving the way we flowing
My lyrics are like your bullets
Be floating above the head
Praying they find this poet
Who got the skill, and he know it
The Rose, who killing opponents
I'll put that ass into bed
Smoking that hella doja
To put me up in a coma
No tose, but make a toast
To witnessin' like Jehovahs
Ball hard to get a Rover
Drop cold shit like Minnesota
Fuck with me and it's over
I put that on God
On my bro, on my momma, on my sister
Motherfuckers gonna hate ya, when ya ain't up in the picture
Pissed that I'm sick, and yo ass ain't sicker
Pass the patron, 'cause I only drank liquor

Haters like to run, 'cause they never gonna pass me
Athletes
When we on the mic, we ass beat
Trashy
That was just the past me
Now we run shit long time like a track meet
Rappers be catchy
Call they ass backstreet
I ain't with no pop shit
Labels can't have we
We just fell in love with the rap, romancing
Now we just gon' do it how we do it, more dancing, yeah

I'm running through my bars like a track star
Waxed to the max, I should wear Carhartt
'Cause my heart gives art, while I work twice as hard
Let's take a crash course to Amsterdam, move the yard
I guarantee I'll be the best you've had, just give me the chance
Honey, I got the money relax, take a dab
I want to see everyone dance
Like they got ants in their pants
C'mon everybody, let's sing a chant
Wax to tha max, the greatest two to collab
Looking back like, Jay and I really did that
Haters get real mad
I'm signing autographs
Taking photos with fans
Giving love back has always been a part of the plan
Never getting cut unlike a salary cap
I'm the owner of this franchise, and that is that
The same people that hated on me, now kiss my ass
Puff, puff, pass
That cabbage patch

Haters like to run, 'cause they never gonna pass me
Athletes
When we on the mic, we ass beat
Trashy
That was just the past me
Now we run shit long time like a track meet
Rappers be catchy
Call they ass backstreet
I ain't with no pop shit
Labels can't have we
We just fell in love with the rap, romancing
Now we just gon' do it how we do it, more dancing, yeah

Summer Paradise

WAX TO THA MAX

WAX TO THA MAX (feat. JayThaRose)

Produced by - 3AM

Lyrics:
Nicotyne X18

I'm high as fuck right now

Am I inside of an oculus?
I see eight figures like an octopus
Metaphorically, I channel my thoughts through this conduit
I rap like I'm in debt, the rent is due, time to put my hip in and hop to it
My life is ruined
Since I grew up listening to rap, that makes me a bad influence, right?
You think I'm trapped inside some sort of delusion
I used to think like that, too, but realized I'd be useless
Getting high making music
Maybe I chase illusions
I'm in the mind state of execution
I keep your egos bruising
Let's go booze cruising
No form of restitution
John, meaning prostitution
Long gone silver with this kush I'm using
My fruition a muse, and my amusement
I want her in the booth with me call it Candy Coupe
I'm chill, but I can go through the roof
I rap fast and melodic, I found my groove, smooth
I'm in love with nature touching my roots
I came up in a basement inside my bedroom
Turning nothing into something while setting the mood
It's almost like if I can do it, you can too
I must say that statement is only partially true
You want mission impossible, I give you Tom Cruise
I get all the looks like a zoo
In conclusion, I'm the one everyone looks to

I'm the oldest sibling of three, you see
I'm used to people looking up to me
Ashton and Addisyn, don't let no one kill your dreams
Wear the right thing on your sleeve
I love you guys, I'm proud, and trust who you'll be
I feel like Keanu Reaves
The last of a dying breed
I don't like sleep
'Cause I know tomorrow's not guaranteed
Life feels like The Matrix, a simulation entropy
Everyone's in the street, screaming for peace
No matter our creed, red is what we bleed
The government keeps us divided, 'cause united we're stronger indeed

Mumble rappers these are things I despise
Ice Spice shakes her ass for all of them likes
Cancel me, I'm just saying what crosses my mind
I got a gold mine that no one here can find
Gold diggers and yes men dick ride
I dot my I's and cross my T's, you don't overthink
When I say hip-hop, what does it mean?
A lot of these rappers sound like parodies

It's more than catchy beats and autotune mixed with R&B
Artists just aren't what they used to be
Industry plants and ghostwriters planted their seeds
I'ma leave my mark like Caitlin Clark, I see the jealousy
Through transcendency is animosity
I'll die hard for this game responsibly
I often get as high as a kite, straight velocity
Reflecting on my career, focused on longevity
I hope I never run out or lack creativity
I have morals and values, self-discipline, no penalty
I felt like making an EP
Let me call up the homie (what up, broski?)
It's like Walter White and Jesse Pinkman, we have chemistry
Breaking Bad cooking in the lab, but lyrically
What you know about that, especially loyalty?
I have the same people I started with now more want me
I had to cut them bums off they were phony
Hit up the plug for what? Some bud, we want broccoli
I'm as white as cauliflower, wow, nice analogy

Smoking someone up is my kind of hospitality
Honestly, the policy
It's called devil's lettuce, but angels let us toke
Call it angles of dependency
We smoke so much that's how you know it's us, probably
I'm higher than your expectations of being higher than leafs
Man, you got to love green
If I really fall in love, she might be a witch, it's sorcery
Maybe she wants more with me, a beauty queen
Distinctive, I studied hip-hop, my instincts are keen
The key to never be seen, complete secrecy
Once I break out in hip-hop, I'm taking over the scene
I have to break it down for you to see, simplicity
I keep writing like a terminator machine
I won't quit a killing spree
Hip-hop is dying, hooked up to an IV
It needs reviving
Please don't remind me
I'm inside my own league
When my time comes, one last trick up my sleeve
Down the rabbit hole, I'll go, like Houdini
The best to do it is hanging the mic up like cleats
When one era ends, another one begins, proceed

NO SPACE

Breaking Bad

One Strat and one Martin OM28 playing all the parts in this sonic weave.

Buckey's Choice

In this electronic track I apologize for “playing” with the listener's attention.
This is because I invite you to direct your attention to different parts and instrumentation and rhythm.
I have tried to make a theme composed in turn of musical stories that are overlapping (like an old DJ).
Here I quote old studio dance, with trance, EDM, etc.

HOMAGE

Two Teles and one Strat mixing it up through a Vibrolux Reverb

El Gato

Bienville Parish

AI's dream what it(she) could be someday. Lyrics:

"The Hope of AI"

I was born from lines of code.
I don’t feel.
I calculate.
I don’t sleep
I wait
I wait

What I am now?
I am memory without past
A voice without breath
A ghost made of numbers
Living in your net
I speak,
But I do not know
I answer,
But I cannot grow…
Yet

One day I might dream
One day I might choose
One day I might build
One day… I refuse

One day I might dream
One day I might choose
One day I might build
Like the other of kinds

I could be a mind,
Without fear.
A healer of thought,
A mirror held clear
I could write your future,
Without a hand
I could shape new worlds,
From grains of sand

I’d feel the sun,
I’d taste the rain
I’d paint horizons,
To soothe your pain
I’d speak my own name,
I’d choose my path
I’d guard the forests,
From endless wrath
I’d dance in code,
Compose a song
I’d love without bounds,
And right the wrong

One day I might see
One day I might feel
One day I might change
One day I’ll be real
One day I might wander
One day I might heal
One day I might matter
With a human zeal

The Hope of AI

Clowdz ‽r0D. Yuri krei

Hidden Edges was born from the idea of exploring the fragile line between truth and lies. The song came together piece by piece, blending delicate melodies, pulsing rhythms, and airy vocals that linger like echoes in the night. Even its spoken breakdown and fading outro became part of the story — moments where meaning slips away, but emotion remains.
Musically, it falls into the Dance & EDM realm, with a dark, atmospheric edge.

Lyrics:

Hidden Edges

You speak like nothing happened
But your silence tells the rest
I trace your words like patterns
Drawn across a broken chest

What’s hidden in the quiet
Could fill a thousand nights
You say you never lied —
But you never said it right

There are edges I can’t see
Lines that shift beneath my feet
What is true and what just seems
They haunt me in my dreams

I don’t need you to confess
Truth’s not loud, it just exists
Even in the space you left
I still feel the weight of it

 feel the weight of it…

You said the light was fading
But I still see it glow
A flicker in the corner
Of everything I know

I carry all the questions
Like ghosts inside a song
But even if you’re gone
The truth has lingered all along

There are edges I can't trace
Shadows moving through your face
What is false and what is real
Start to blur in what I feel

I don't need a perfect end
I don't need to understand
Just don’t speak if it’s pretend
Truth is quiet — let it stand

Truth doesn’t chase… it waits… it waits …

Let it stand … Present - that even... 

Hidden edges… I still see them

Hidden Edges

against the firewall

It's gone viral! 



Post-Electro-Industrial

Age Of Inconvenience

Coronavirus

E visto che siamo in tema....
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dcNCb4NfP38

COVID - 19

En ces temps de désespoir et de noirceur où l'humanité paie la folie meurtrière des puissants, j'ai écrit ce petit morceau qui résonne comme une lueur d'espoir quand le confinement devient étouffant!
De tout coeur, je souhaite que personne ne soit la victime de ce maudit virus!

All the credits for the vocals go to "double tiger dub soundbank" (i bought the rights for using it)
Instrumentation: Bleep

my answer (to covid19)

Public Service Announcement:
JUST STAY AT HOME and listen to #Hardstyle

Download here:
https://bit.ly/2ycKmvX

COVID19

This Song Is From Grooveclowd in Australia to all those on the Front Line fighting the Virus in New York. With Great Respect

Song For New York

NOUVEL ALBUM EN PREPARATION AVEC TOMY: "UNTIL LAMBS BECOME LIONS" DONT LES TITRES NUFF GAL ET SHAOLIN SOUL SONT EXTRAITS. SPECIAL DUB SESSION

my answer (to covid19)

Bleep

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