RIDIN (prod.beelo)

PRAYED ON MY DOWNFALL

China Shop

Phoenix Fire

This song is a chapter from The Life of a Nation—an ambitious 8-song metal story cycle that traces the turbulent history, moral struggles, and evolution of the United States, from the ideals of the Founding to the uncertainties of the future.
The entire set is performed as a dramatic Male/Female Duet between two essential voices:
 * Mother Nature (Female Vocal): The eternal, ancient witness and conscience of the land, providing perspective and warning.
 * The People (Male Vocal): The active, struggling force of ambition, fury, and defiance that builds and breaks the nation.
Every song in the cycle grapples with the core tension: "The light is still failing the name."
Follow the entire story to experience the complete saga:
| Part | Title |
|---|---|
| I | The Promise (The Founding) |
| II | The Contradiction (The Early Conflict) |
| III | A Nation Divided (The Reckoning) |
| IV | The Ascent (Expansion and Industry) |
| V | The Great Test (Crisis and Resilience) |
| VI | Shaking the Foundation (The Revolution Within) |
| VII | Modern Complexity (The Digital Age) |
| VIII | The Unwritten Chapter (The Future) |
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part 4 of 8  The ascent 《growth as a nation)

The clock's a flirt with perfect teeth
It bites each hour beneath my breath
I lead, it follows - no, the reverse
A tango measured in rehearse

Step, slip, sign, send
The dance begins again
She whispers, "Late is still on time"
I nod - her logic tastes like wine

Footnotes wink, the data moans
Each theorem grinding on its bones
I count to ten, revise, delete
The mirror mocks my tangled feet

My dear Deadline
you move like smoke
I chase, you choke
When I catch you
I vanish
and you begin again

Step, slip, sign, send
The song pretends to end
The paper breathes, the cursor blinks
The tango winks, the tango thinks

Tomorrow, same time?
Of course

Deadline Tango

A Million Years Old Ft. IQ32

Full original Afroman-inspired comedy rap song

Forgot What I Was Doin’

Both the melody and the composition are my original work.

Beyond Control

Slut Sympathizer

Red Strobe Exit

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.

Red Strobe Exit

Rebroken