"Anything & Everything" is the debut studio album of Canadian singer-songwriter Alex Ryan.

If I Can't Have You

wnb fukboi - JULIA  (2021)

“Data Shock” is an explosive electro-futuristic anthem, blending the rhythmic power of electronic hip-hop with the energy of the dance floor. Driven by a robotic, metallic, and hypnotic female vocal, the song explores the fusion of machine and human emotion through digital textures, heavy bass, and glitch effects, evoking a universe where AI discovers music and the power of sound.
The punchy choruses—“Boom boom, power in the flow”—create a mechanical trance effect, amplified by echoes, reverbs, and vocoders that repeat like looping circuits. Each verse adds a surge of tension, where the electrical current transforms into a living rhythm.
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« Data Shock » est un hymne électro-futuriste explosif, mêlant la puissance rythmique du hip-hop électronique à l'énergie du dancefloor. Portée par une voix féminine robotique, métallique et hypnotique, la chanson explore la fusion des émotions humaines et machine à travers des textures numériques, des basses profondes et des effets glitch, évoquant un univers où l'IA découvre la musique et le pouvoir du son.
Les refrains percutants – « Boom boom, power in the flow » – créent un effet de transe mécanique, amplifié par des échos, des réverbérations et des vocodeurs qui se répètent en boucle. Chaque couplet ajoute une montée de tension, où le courant électrique se transforme en un rythme vivant.
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„Data Shock“ ist eine explosive elektrofuturistische Hymne, die die rhythmische Kraft des elektronischen Hip-Hop mit der Energie des Dancefloors verbindet. Mit einer Stimme weiblicher Roboter, Metall und Hypnose erforscht der Chanson die Verschmelzung menschlicher Emotionen und Maschinen beim Durchqueren numerischer Texturen, tiefer Bässe und Glitch-Effekte, erinnert an ein Universum oder die Welt, entdeckt die Musik und das Können seines Sohnes.
Die Refrains Percutants – „Boom Boom, Power in the Flow“ – erzeugen eine Wirkung mechanischer Übertragung, verstärkt durch Echos, Widerhall und Vocoder, die sich in der Hand abspielen. Jeweils unter Spannung gesetzt, verwandelte sich der Strom in einen lebendigen Rhythmus.

Data Shock

Lyrics
He’s Calling my mom reclaiming her son I’m nobody’s son i  traded my gods for a gun 
I paid  the tab but prayed for what
Some people pay but some people chase
Decide what you take
Rate me with grade three A’s same as money 
 I feel safe spin hit with combo double A B left A 
Kick flip spin interface 
I’m able to make and able to take
The table is open for people to play
Hitting the rap game demanding some change
got killed for a handful of change


Cause I’m wrong
For being sung
 I woke up
On the wrong song


It’s payday not a game just making my way
In the Same maze that drives me insane
Took the L train to dodge the parade
But I don’t feel the same
cause I don’t feel my face
Drinking shots to sedate the pain up all in my veins 

I can’t believe how 
I need to see how
Too big to be out
Too small to be housed


I broke the laws of physics to float above  rap gimmicks reaching the top district fuck it it’s the same old gimmick 

He’s helping my mom while raising her son
I’m nobody’s son  I adopted alifewithnorod
I prayed for help now I’m working for debts
Some people hate the way I’ve changed 
I decide who I am 

Don’t stop keep playing t’ill the
Punk pop got colors that I 
Don’t rock wear  black in my
New job 

It’s like do this but don’t do that for what I got
 Is blood I drop I gave a lot I killed the spot
I miss the shot we missed a lot

PURPLE MADE (E)

WRECK

Why are people so horrible to each other on this website?

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-LYRICS-

Petal-clock, I keep my heartbeat geometric, grain by grain,  
Folded-map of smallness — paper-armored, paper-plain.  
I wear quiet like a quilt: thin-stitch, tide-soft; still it keeps,  
Lattice of hush that holds the hollows where the brave root sleeps.  

Small as the stone that moves a mountain — still, and therefore deep,  
Quiet as the moss that splits the wall — gentle, won’t sleep.  

I braid my fear into a ribbon, call it banner, call it braid,  
Threaded syllables make armor that is gentle, not a blade.  
I learn to move like sediment — slow insistence, calm incline,  
Shape the valley with my whisper: patient, honest, carved in time.  

I am a ledger of small mercies; every margin keeps a rule,  
I let the silence teach the ground how to be steadfast, not cruel.  
When the weight leans in, I answer in the language of the clay,  
Saying: we are mighty in our stillness, mighty when we stay.  

See how the hush is muscle — how the hush is marrow —  
Hear how silence grows, and makes the shallow narrow.  
If you measure by the quake, you miss the root below the furrow.  

I keep the ember folded in the palm — a warmth both fierce and pure,  
Its glow is not a blaze but soil that learns how to endure.  
Power is the pebble that remembers how to bear a mountain;  
Strength is the hush that holds the seed and waits to be a fountain.  

Quiet tremor, little tremor — listen: I am proof,  
Bravery is the breath that stays, not the shout that breaks the roof.  

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Thankyou for listening.


I still care for you all, because someone has to respond to the hate with love...
-WishKiss

Petal Clock (Wish)

[Verse]
I wake up, before the sun can blink
looking through the kitchen window
I watch the trees silently sway
The night won’t tell me what the dawn might say
The night’s still holding on, but dawn is creeping in

[Verse]
The kitchen table beckons me 
sit down, get your head straight
Hot coffee with a hit of whiskey
adds a little color to the day  
Sun coming up
that used to be enough....

[Verse]
Is it wrong to want more
of what I used to be 
before life got 
complicated and hard
and the dealer started dealing shitty cards

[Pre-chorus]
They say a man needs a purpose
to feel like a man 
but a woman does too 
My purpose was always loving you 

[Chorus]
I love you still
I always will
But there's a voice in my head I can't keep still
I've always been the roots
but now, I crave the sky
I want more
 And I don't know why 
I don't know why 

[Bridge]
I have boxes full of journals
Dreams I never chased
Tickets I never booked
Plans I never made
He will always hold me to his heart
I know this is true 
But what if I could find my purpose
And still come home to you?

[Pre-chorus]
They say a man needs a purpose
to feel like a man 
But a woman does too 
My purpose was always loving you 

[Chorus]
I love you still
I always will
But there's a voice in my head I can't keep still
I've always been the roots
but now, I crave the sky
I want more
And I don't know why 
I don't know why 

[Verse]
Is it wrong to ache
For something I can’t name
If I had the world at my feet 
Would I feel the same?

Would I feel the same...
Or to my shame
Would I still want more?
Would I still want more?

Or would I ultimately see
"more" is not always what it seems...




PURPOSE

MAMA FT DON DE GREAT X $HÖCKLAN

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