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Said i dont Understand, oh why
my brothers from Africa, try so hard
and they cant come by plane so most of them cry
there is no other way, so some crawl and die

my brothers and sisters oh listen to my whispers
God will come soon and take away your fears
So leave powers to monsters, with their fake Gold and Silvers
They keep promising wonders, but suffer during winters
No love no care for others, a continent of hunters
Oh hunting after numbers, and pieces of papers
But we are truly flowers, resisting real strong thunders
And we dont need no gangsters to give us any orders

Im speaking about fake leaders, destroying their own towers
On the screen million of viewers, in the streets only consumers
All they think of is voters, they care not for farmers 
There might be no survivors, only prisoners and beleivers 

We are Not losers, They are not Winners

They Are No Winners

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Young Sane - Baller [Official Audio]
Producer : Young Sane & DJ BUCKMANE
Album: In The Meantime
Baller Now Streaming Everywhere.
Link : https://linktr.ee/xyoungsane
Release Date: October 25, 2023
Publisher: https://youtube.com/@MustownRecords

(Lyrics)

[Verse 1: Young Sane]
Yeah!
The sun is up I'm low-key looking for another dollar
It ain't easy living like a baller
You lose you snooze you disappear better learn from your father
Respect to the dads doing numbers
I came I saw that many man find hard finding peace
We living in the belly of the beast
The subject is I'm out here living it while you preach
The difference is the height isn't?
Yeah!

[Hook 1: Young Sane]
The bar is too high you might need another ladder
I see nobody else where I'm at I'm a baller
Depending on the price I might show you what I mean
I got em scrolling hard on my page that's a win
The bar is too high you might need another ladder
I see nobody else where I'm at I'm a baller
Depending on the price I might show you what I mean
I got em scrolling hard on my page that's a win

[Verse 2]
This takes me back to 2019
I had matriculated but the vision was a night thing
I spent my time looking out for the fam
Then I found myself working at a school cutting grass
For a year, and a half, I was broken my spirit was in chains
I was going through the motions
I had a kid on the way but I couldn't find the way
So I had to think twice about my motions
That's when I decided to focus on school
To focus on the music, my everyday moves
I believe my downfall was a way to make me
What I am today a still amused I made it
Dedicated to the work the new mentality
Take me to the moon I'll still have gravity
Goats and kings filling up my gallery 
Sane a beast give me back my sanity

[Hook 2: Young Sane]
The bar is too high you might need another ladder
I see nobody else where I'm at I'm a baller
Depending on the price I might show you what I mean
I got em scrolling hard on my page that's a win
The bar is too high you might need another ladder
I see nobody else where I'm at I'm a baller
Depending on the price I might show you what I mean
I got em scrolling hard on my page that's a win

© 2023, Young Sane

#YoungSane #Baller #InTheMeantime #MustownRecords

In the Meantime

Baller

Another selection from the past.  Probably written in 1970 or so.

Verse 1:
In the sunlight, in the silence I've been here before
I remember, crystal moments and always room for more
Waking sleeping, laughing crying there's a rhythm for the rain
And a feeling of believing the river sings the same

Chorus 1:
Sleeping on a winters night
I'm listening for the rain
Waiting for someone to come
And take me there again
I remember stars at night that never seem to show
And I believe in a universe that I may never know

Verse 2:
Little Big Sur in the valley I hear your waters pray
Words and whispers of the wonder and there's always more to say
Sitting softly by your water I think I can believe
Simply sitting I'm softly silent and open to receive

Chorus 2:
All the living and all the loving
I'll learn to sing your song
Litanies and harmonies of
How you roll along
I remember stars at night that never seem to show
And I'm so far away but closer than I know

Verse 3:
Perhaps the future holds key but nothing's been foretold
Perhaps permission or persuation will warm me in this cold
Perhaps believing perhaps persisting will lead me to the sun
Perhaps tomorrow the sun will rise on hope for everyone

Chorus 3:
Sleeping on a winters night
I'm listening for the rain
I'm Waiting for someone to come
And take me there again
I remember stars at night that never seem to show
And I believe in a universe that I may never know
I'm so far away now
But closer than I know

Little Big Sur

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Produced by: Young Swisher Beats
Turntable Scratching: DJ iZZY iLL

Winner (feat. DJ iZZY iLL)

🔥🔥Old school funky disco feel that you can feel.
Just trying to re-funkdevine ya minds…
Celebrate good music and share, repost.!!

BiGG’ ENDO- Time Traveling (Warp Zone)

Fire Feat. KingSelf... Hard to but somethings we just need to let it go.

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Little Blue

Copyright 2018 BMI All Rights Reserved 
(E. Fernandez, N. Virdis)

Written & Performed by Paranormal 
Produced by https://soundcloud.com/neadunkel
Recorded & Mixed by Gio Langumas at Langumas Studios, Queens, NY

Shadows within the heart creeping, something must break, we are not wanted
Something must break, we are not wanted, tomorrow comes today
Happy meal smiles instructed by the amusement, loner and drunkard
Mood for merging, warped in, surrounded by living room vermin
Begin again...begin again

Begin again to end the same, spit in distorted riffs, Serial Experiments Lain
Bargain for bits, pay for tomorrow's pain
Spread ugliness beyond the mirrors' edge, a thousand words from one stare
Who dares decipher the stone face children of lesser men
Begin again...

Don't take advantage, nor ever take it for granted, the pain of a phantom
Isolation provoking madness, relayed in a broken and battered language
The plastic trees can only lead for how far? Such a sky for how long?
Live on through the lost touch, graduated from the indoctrination of the false
A dream with no direction, elements of truth in the facade
Luck and love misconception, daily dosage of remedial charm
Purity of imagination as some sort of drugs, white lights spin
Perhaps I live in a glitch, trapped in the same lie
Sunken, slowdive, shadows grip shattered fixtures
A dead end destination in the stillness of reminiscing
Cries for help perceived in a foreign tongue, of fire and love
Soul rust, hold up, rip them down, hold me up
Miracles of life in tandem with the waste of war
Oh stigmata martyr with sword, I yearn to escape in rebirth

Rabbit Hole (Slowdive)

Rabbit Hole {Slowdive} (Prod. Nea)

Rapper; blending Midwest and East Coast essence with lyrically driven Southern soul. Houston, Texas 🇻🇮

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