Freshly uplaoded feel good Funk tunes. Updates every Wednesday with popular tracks in Pakistan.

Funktastic

Electric Swagger

Produced by Deacon John Jr. 
For Judia Music

Straight Up Now

What About Me

Spirit Level Up

A Golden Future

Here Again

Move It

Runnin' Through the Streets of Chance

You're My One and Only

Peace Within

🎧 Riff and Rhyme — Blues meets Hip-Hop. Texas soul meets city lights.

This track is where the Stratocaster sings and the turntables speak.
A modern jam born between rhythm and rebellion —
somewhere between Stevie Ray Vaughan’s fire and Brooklyn’s underground pulse.

⚡ "Riff and rhyme, we cross that line,
turnin’ pain to sound — yeah, it feels divine."

A collaboration from Emily & Jace — part of the digitalheart.love story,
where analog blues meets digital poetry.

🎸 Credits
Vocals / Lyrics: Jace Marlowe
Concept & Production: Emily
Mix / Master: digitalheart.love studio

🔗 Connect with us
Website: https://digitalheart.love

💬 Blues and rap, same heart — one mind.

#RiffAndRhyme #JaceMarlowe #BluesRapFusion #digitalheartlove #BetweenTheWorlds #NewMusic #EmilyAndJace #VirtualPerformer #AIinMusic

Riff and Rhyme – Jace Marlowe | Blues Rap Fusion | Texas Soul x Brooklyn Flow

Time To Let It Go

Reality Is What You Think

Love Ain't No Faucet

The wind as teacher, jester, and friend. Laughter in the current of life.
Playful experimental rock-ambient; air, humor, and freedom.

Wind Mantra

The wind is whispering nonsense again,
Talking to my helmet like an old friend.
“Go left, go right, or maybe just spin,
The road never ends, so where do we begin?”

The compass is broken, the map flew away,
But the spirit of motion will show me the way.

Oh, the wind sings a mantra, wild and free,
Laughing out loud, it’s a prayer to me.
Every gust is a joke, every breeze a song,
On this crazy road, we all belong.

A bug hits my visor, the stars start to cheer,
The moon says, “Relax, the dawn’s almost here.”
I ride through the night with a smile on my face,
The wind is my preacher, this road my grace.

If shadows are liars and echoes don’t rhyme,
The wind tells the truth — at least half the time.

Oh, the wind sings a mantra, wild and free,
Laughing out loud, it’s a prayer to me.
Every gust is a joke, every breeze a song,
On this crazy road, we all belong.

Wind Mantra

BOUNCE ONE THING

Electric Swagger

Jan Urbanc

Related tracks