The true battle in this country isn't simply left vs. right or black vs. white - it's wrong vs. right

The Final Fight - Pick a Side

Heard a tune on the radio today,
A tale as old as time, same old story.
Boy chasing feelings, ain't that crazy?
Risked it all and gave his heart away.
"Only fools fall in love," they say;

Only fools fall in love, they say.
Only fools fall in love (that’s crazy).
Only fools fall in love, they say.
Only fools fall in love (give it all away).
Only fools fall in love, they say.
Only fools fall in love (but that’s okay).
Only fools fall, only fools fall.

Saw a girl and a boy at the bar last night,
In that crowded room under the moonlight.
They met each other’s eyes in a space so tight,
No words spoken, but the message clear and bright.
"Only fools fall in love," isn't that right?
Do you believe in love at first sight?
'Cause I was a witness that night.

Only fools fall in love, they say.
Only fools fall in love (just one night).
Only fools fall in love, they say.
Only fools fall in love (at first sight).
Only fools fall in love, they say.
Only fools fall in love (ain’t that right).
Only fools fall, only fools fall.

Watched two strangers at the park again,
Caught in the moment, lost in the rain.
They danced until both feet were in pain,
Step by step until they both aligned.
Together, their hearts combined.
Only fools fall in love in no time,
'Cause in love, time is divine.

Only fools fall in love, they say.
Only fools fall in love (in no time).
Only fools fall in love, they say.
Only fools fall in love (when stars align).
Only fools fall in love, they say.
Only fools fall in love (it’s all fine).
Only fools fall, only fools fall.

This thing we all call love
Even if we fail and trip, we'll rise above.
(Only fools, only fools, only fools.)
Take someone’s hand and give it a try,
Paint memories up in the sky.
(Only fools, only fools, only fools.)
Wise men can say whatever they want,
(Oh, they can say whatever they want).

One sure thing I know:
When Cupid hits you,
There’s nothing you can say or do.
When love hits (you),
Just be a fool and go.
One sure thing I know:
When Cupid hits you,
There’s nothing you can say or do.
When love hits (you),
Just be a fool and go.

Only fools fall in love, they say.
Only fools fall in love (it's okay).
But when the night fades into day,
And all the doubts melt away,
You’ll know the risk was worth the play.
Love finds a fool, and that’s the way.

Only fools fall, only fools fall.
(Only fools fall, only fools fall.)
Only fools fall, only fools fall.

Only Fools Fall

Magic Moments

Two Sides Down

This song of mine will blow your mind again because here it is, “No Fly By Dude” Version 2, a cheeky, swagger-packed twist on a track that already hits hard. It’s got the same bold grin, the same flirty fire, but a sharper punch that makes it impossible to sit still. Every bar bounces, every line lands, and the groove slides in like it owns the room. The beat stays clean but this time it’s got an extra spark, a little bite, the kind that makes a crowd lean in closer. This version isn’t here to follow the first—it’s here to fight it for the crown. The hook still burns, the flow still struts, but it feels louder, looser, and just a little more dangerous. If Version 1 made you grin, this one might make you shout. So hit play, turn it up, and tell me which one wins.

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Lyrics
No Fly By Dude - Version 2

So, you thought he was good
You ain’t see nothin
While you’re thinkin about it
I will blow your mind (ah hah)

You won’t know what hit you, when you spread em
It’s true, I am the one you dream of
No fly by dude, don’t need to be crude
But I am no St Jude (no not I)
So what you waitin for, get over here
Time to be a bad boy, don’t you love it
Love it, ah hah Love it, ah hah (I’m comin) (no no no no no no)

No hold on, just teasin
Lot more fun cumin, never be that short
I can hang around till the cows come home
One thing for sure you are going to know
There is no one like this bad boy (ah hah, ah hah, ah hah)

You won’t know what hit you, when you spread em
It’s true, I am the one you dream of
No fly by dude, don’t need to be crude
But I am no St Jude (no not I)
So what you waitin for, get over here
Time to be a bad boy, don’t you love it
Love it, ah hah Love it, ah hah (I’m comin)

So, if you know what is good for ya
You will treat me right and keep in tight
You look after me and I will never flee
Mistreat me and you will see (gone like the wind)

You won’t know what hit you, when you spread em
It’s true, I am the one you dream of
No fly by dude, don’t need to be crude
But I am no St Jude (no not I)
So what you waitin for, get over here
Time to be a bad boy, don’t you love it
Love it, ah hah Love it, ah hah (I’m comin)

(no no no no no no)

No hold on, just teasin
Lot more fun cumin, never be that short
I can hang around till the cows come home
One thing for sure you are going to know
There is no one like this bad boy (ah hah, ah hah, ah hah)

You won’t know what hit you, when you spread em
It’s true, I am the one you dream of
No fly by dude, don’t need to be crude
But I am no St Jude (no not I)
So what you waitin for, get over here
Time to be a bad boy, don’t you love it
Love it, ah hah Love it, ah hah (I’m comin)

Keep it comin, yeah keep going, I am inbound, watch out ah hah

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No Fly By Due - Version 2

No Fly By Dude - Oh another one which ones better - Version 2

Faultline Apartment Part 4_5)

WOLFWOOD CREW – “The Storm Blowned Us Away”
(First single from the upcoming album)

When the storm came, it didn’t just tear down walls – it tore open hearts.
Wolfwood Crew returns with a powerful Southern country-rap-trap anthem about survival, loss, and the unbreakable human spirit.
Driven by cinematic trap beats, gritty rap verses, haunting banjo riffs, and a massive gospel-infused chorus, “The Storm Blowned Us Away” is both a battle cry and a hymn for anyone who’s ever stood up after being knocked down.


The Storm Blowned Us Away

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Every step I take trembles underneath me,
Like the wood remembers things I swore I’d forget.
Every shift, every creak feels familiar,
Like the house is calling out the secrets I’ve kept.

There’s a rhythm in the planks when I’m walking,
A quiet pulse that follows me from room to room.
It’s like they feel the weight I carry in my chest—
Like they know what I’m scared to tell too soon.

And every time the boards bend,
I swear they’re saying my name.
Like they know what I deny—
Know exactly where to aim.

The floorboards know the things I hide,
They hear the cries I never said out loud.
Every creak is a truth I tried to bury,
But it rises through the wood somehow.

The floorboards know when my heart is heavy,
They feel it every time I break inside.
No matter how soft I try to step,
Baby, they hear every lie.

I’ve walked these rooms in silence for years now,
Trying not to leave the weight of who I’ve been behind.
But the floor still shifts under every heartbeat,
Like it knows the nights I didn’t feel alive.

Sometimes I freeze just to stop the sound,
As if the house can’t hear me if I don’t move.
But the truth vibrates through every sliver of wood—
There’s nothing here I can keep from view.

The house learns you slowly,
Takes in everything you bring.
And these boards don’t forget—
They echo everything.

The floorboards know the things I hide,
They hear the cries I never said out loud.
Every creak is a truth I tried to bury,
But it rises through the wood somehow.

The floorboards know when my heart is heavy,
They feel it every time I break inside.
No matter how soft I try to step,
Baby, they hear every lie.

And sometimes late at night,
I swear they speak back to me—
Little groans of memories
I didn’t mean to leave.
They carry every version of me,
Pressed into the grain—
A record of the moments
I couldn’t hold,
I couldn’t name.

The floorboards know the things I hide,
They hear the cries I never said out loud.
Every creak is a truth I tried to bury,
But it rises through the wood somehow.

The floorboards know when my heart is heavy,
They feel it every time I break inside.
No matter how soft I try to step,
Baby, they hear every lie.

I move slow, but they still hear it—
All the weight beneath my feet.
These floorboards know me better
Than anyone I’ll ever meet.

The Floorboards Know

if you've ever had to shut the door on a situation 
that had so much more to offer.......

I'm closing the door

Album Description — Spiritual Warfare: Keep Your Demons
This album is my testimony — the truth of what I lived through, what I survived, and what God revealed to me in the darkest season of my life.
I was pulled into a third, forth, fifth‑party situation by someone who claimed he loved me. He told me he was divorcing, told me to wait, told me to trust him.  And I did — not because I’m naïve, but because God placed unconditional love for him in my heart.  I had never experienced this kind of love, it had never been my nature to love anyone like this. Normally, one lie and I’m gone. No second chances. But this was different, and I didn’t understand why until much later.
As time passed, the truth unraveled. It will be 2 years on February 28, 2026
He wasn’t divorcing.
He wasn’t committed to any of us. 
He was hooking up with multiple people, playing everyone, lying to all of us while pretending to be the victim. 
And while he was doing that, he was also moving in darkness — binding spells, destiny‑swap attempts, humiliation rituals, manipulation, and spiritual attacks meant to break me. They saw me as competition when I was at my lowest. They wanted my gifts, my light, my calling. They wanted to silence me. They wanted me gone.
But God had eyes on the inside.
God showed me everything.
Shady Activity. Drug Addiction. Sex Addiction. Dark magic.
The very things they thought would elevate them became their downfall.
And through all of it, God protected me.
There were moments when the spiritual attacks were so heavy that I could feel them physically. They wanted me to destroy myself. They wanted me to collapse under the weight of their rituals. But even in the darkest moment, when an intrusive image flashed through my mind, I stood firm and said, “You’re out of your mind if you think I’m doing that.”
Because the only thing I fear is God — not people, not demons, not darkness, not death.
God surrounded me with war angels.
God sharpened my discernment.
God strengthened my intuition.
God kept me alive.
Every attack they sent became a lesson.
Every curse became a classroom.
Every shadow became a revelation.
I learned how to stand, how to see, how to return what wasn’t mine to carry.
And I realized something powerful:
I was placed in this season on purpose.
Not to be destroyed — but to expose what needed to be exposed.
Not to fall — but to rise.
Not to fear — but to testify.
This album is the sound of my awakening.
It’s the story of how I broke free from manipulation, spiritual warfare, and deception.
It’s the record of how God turned every attack into wisdom, every betrayal into strength, and every wound into a weapon of truth.
These songs are my voice, my clarity, my strategy, my survival, and my victory.
I move in silence until God tells me to speak — and now I’m speaking.
Through lyrics.
Through testimony.
Through truth that reaches the world.
Spiritual Warfare: Keep Your Demons is not just an album.
It’s the declaration that I know exactly what was done.
I know who did it.
I know why.
And I know that God saw it all — and protected me through every moment.
This is my story.
This is my season.
This is my purpose.
And this is only the beginning.

Foundation Coming Down

born in the Iron Range of Minnesota where you learn lessons early  in a brutal environment and economic distress . Life here can be hard but it can be fun to walk through frozen nightmares. in a world where theres little your imagination can be your friend or foe . Creativity is your  catalyst for adventure or escape and music is how i make the world make sense and bring understanding to the feeling within.

Faultline Apartment Part 4_5)

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