مش بئدي

تاني قصيده مسجلة للشاعر 
مهاب ابراهيم

نصيحة اب

What happens when producer skills meet one of the strongest music AIs — with no regrets?

“The Last Slice of Pizza” is a cinematic, emotional requiem turned ironic love ballad — created with Suno in just five minutes.

Don’t fear new technologies, visionary innovations, or even outsourcing creative parts.
You are always the human behind the prompt.

For me, AI is just another instrument — a tool between my physical synths, the Ableton workflow, and the vision I already had long before pushing the first note.

Tons of time have already been saved with Ozone, LANDR, BandLab and other mastering tools over the years — this track is simply an extreme example of what’s possible.

Let me know your thoughts in the comments below.
Give me your honest opinion as an artist or listener — and let’s talk about how we all feel about this evolution.

For me, AI is my last slice of pizza — valuable, delicious, but still just one piece of the whole.

Wish you all the best — whether you’re creating or listening.

Have fun, stay curious, stay human.

– Dr. SebSizz · SynthopiaScale Records

The Last Slice of Pizza

This is an anthem for the sleepless and the uninhibited.
An anthem for the party animals, the high rollers and the fashion icons.  
Campy, satirical and full of energy.  

(PRE-CHORUS)

Too clean — too dirty! (yeah, yeah!)
Too high — too flirty! (uh-huh!)
Too late — we thirsty! (what?)
Feelin’ bad, lookin’ worthy! (woah!)

(CHORUS)

We up, we up, no sleep tonight! (Hey!)
We up, we up, that city light! (Hey!)
We up, we up, can’t lose this fight! (Hey!)
We up — we up! (we up, we up!) 

(VERSE 1)

Weekend glow too bright to fake.
Lipstick truth, champagne ache.
Smile like sin, pose like gold,
Same old story, freshly sold.
Flash the cash, act real deep —
We talk loud, don’t lose sleep.
Every glance, a neon game,
We play dumb — then take the fame.

(PRE-CHORUS)

Too clean — too dirty! (yeah, yeah!)
Too high — too flirty! (uh-huh!)
Too late — we thirsty! (what?)
Feelin’ bad, lookin’ worthy! (woah!)

(CHORUS)

We up, we up, no sleep tonight! (Hey!)
We up, we up, that city light! (Hey!)
We up, we up, can’t lose this fight! (Hey!)
We up — we up! (we up, we up!) 

(VERSE 2)

Mirror talk — say my name.
Fame’s a joke, we love the game.
Slow burn look, fast-lane dream,
Glitter truth on gasoline.
Call it art, call it crime —
We just live in overtime.
Every sin got sugar skin,
Weekend’s here — let’s dive in.

(BRIDGE)
Velvet night, don’t fade away...
Gold reflections, drunk cliché.
Talk too smooth, but hearts still race —
Every saint got sinner’s face.

Sip that dream, let time just freeze...
Neon love on dirty streets.
We don’t care, we just exist —
Every flaw feels like a kiss.

We up, we up!

(PRE-CHORUS)

Too clean — too dirty! (yeah, yeah!)
Too high — too flirty! (uh-huh!)
Too late — we thirsty! (what?)
Feelin’ bad, lookin’ worthy! (woah!)

(FINAL CHORUS)

We up — we up! (we up, we up!)
We up — we up! (no sleep!)
We up — we up! (we up, we up!)
We up — we up! (uh-huh, yeah!)

We Up!

اغنيه خلاص يا دنيا غناء عبده الاصيل توزيع زيكو مدريد

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WLBbmzCaN98

http://www11.zippyshare.com/v/w4UsVlNl/file.html

مش بئدي

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