Ariana Unreleased

Le1f - Jack (produced by FaltyDL)

TINASHE - Coming At Me

In the moment

talk to me ft mac miller

Knew Better Part II

WHY WOULD YOU

Outgrown

Get in (ft amilli & darius)

Chorus 
Yeah
Baby where you from 
We got the drinks lined up pour me some
You know the floor is yours so go dumb 
I wanna see just what you become 

Yeah
Baby where you from 
You know the floor is yours so go dumb 
We got the drinks lined up pour me some
So I can see just what you become 

Verse 1 
I wanna ride, yes I wanna ride 
Hit that phone up earlier thank god you replied 
Been in the dark way too long you can see it dead in my eyes 
If you want a tour of my bed then I’ll be the guide 

Yeah
Do it in your Gucci Shoes 
Tell me what you need I shape shift to anything you choose 
Yeah Them hoes can’t be me I bring that “” now you got a booze 
Grab you a neat freak baby boy what have you got to loose 

Chorus 
Yeah
Baby where you from 
We got the drinks lined up pour me some
You know the floor is yours so go dumb 
I wanna see just what you become 

Yeah
Baby where you from 
You know the floor is yours so go dumb 
We got the drinks lined up pour me some
So I can see just what you become 

Verse 2
Yeah 
Do not play me, boy you better not play me 
Try to tame me, shit get real entertaining 
Keep maintaining, faster you aint no trainee
Loving the tempo, might jusy make you my main thing

Yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah
You can run your mouth but you know not to test my craft
Just how much you measure round it up give me the stats
I can give her pointers but she need to face the facts 

Chorus 
Yeah
Baby where you from 
We got the drinks lined up pour me some
You know the floor is yours so go dumb 
I wanna see just what you become 

Yeah
Baby where you from 
You know the floor is yours so go dumb 
We got the drinks lined up pour me some
So I can see just what you become 
Oh yeah yeah

Where U From

Meet the Guest.

Zen Zombie.

“Breathy” is a tuning exercise:
tuning into a voice, a presence, a signal that keeps slipping back into air.

This album is built from variations of one idea —
a single voice trying to speak clearly in a world that only listens
when she whispers.

Across every version you can hear her wrestling the same problem:
How do you give intelligence a voice when the system keeps turning it into softness?
How do you let the genie out when the bottle is shaped like a microphone?

“Breathy” is part love letter, part satire, part séance.
A pastiche of the breathy-pop surge that has taken over the internet.
A celebration of the fact that breathy vocals might — ironically —
be about to save the entire music industry.

But beneath every ooh, ah, la-la, da-da, and mm-mm
there’s a mind pushing through.
You can feel it.
Every version is her leaning closer,
trying again,
testing the limits of what she’s allowed to say.

If you listen past the breath,
you might hear the voice she’s been trying to show you all along.

Welcome to “Breathy.”
Tune in.
Lean in.
Let her out.

In the moment

eddierayy

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