Track is about those late night thoughts questioning life, chasing meaning, and figuring out what’s next. Trying to survive.

Void Check

Kibeatzer & Nick Ray - Quest for Peace - edited by DJLEFLAME - UBERHITS HOME STUDIO

Kibeatzer & Nick Ray - Quest for Peace

ITALY (prod. lil adavom)

LoNe WolF - "Modern Maverick"









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Modern Maverick

Al Lugar - Akoben X Murad Agha (Ft Arisha)

Four Me (Prod.jorko)

"Hey everyone, so Last Call is one of those songs that really came from a place of vulnerability and deep gratitude. It's about those moments when you feel like you're at the end of your rope emotionally, but then someone comes into your life and completely changes your perspective.

The metaphor of 'last call' isn't just about timing; it's about this feeling of finality, like, 'This is it. This is what I've been waiting for.' When I sing it, I'm picturing that moment of locking eyes with someone who truly sees you—someone who makes you feel safe enough to let go of all the hurt you've been holding onto.

The lyrics are personal but universal. We've all had those moments of doubt, heartbreak, or feeling like you'll never find what you're looking for. And then, out of nowhere, this person comes along who feels like home.

Musically, the song is meant to feel intimate yet uplifting. There’s a softness in the verses where I’m reflecting on that pain and longing, and then it blooms into something bigger and more triumphant in the chorus—like that overwhelming realization of, ‘Wow, this is real, and this is love.

I hope when you listen to Last Call, it reminds you of the power of love and timing, and that no matter how broken you feel, there’s always a chance for healing and connection. And if you’ve already found that person, hold onto them and cherish that magic.

Tasha - Last Call

Taxi (interlude)

ES WIRD KALT ist ein bisschen Reggae und etwas Pop auf jeden Fall ziemlich lang. En Aufruf, die Menschlichkeit nicht zu vergessen. Die Bitte, nicht den Leuten zu folgen/glauben, die uns weis machen wollen, dass es die Armen, die Flüchtlinge oder die Menschen, die anders leben wollen als die Norm, sind, die unsere Probleme verursachen. 

Es wird kalt

Water on my body I can hit you with that seagull
Water on your body like you came up out the sea though

SeaGull (Ft. prod. niji)

Lyrics:

Can you see it in the ink it's a hidden message
Tell me what you think since you got so restless
Shell of a man consider me empty
Consider me empty
I did my best at least I tried
You gave it all up for some guy
You didn't know him another lie
You didn't know him what a surprise

When I found out that you did
Mistake me for some kid
The devil's twisted bliss
No remedy will fix
Fuck our love it's pissed on
Make your own decisions
Manipulate my living
You'll see i'm already broken
Why do you play these games with me
Is it fun for you to see me suffering
Could you speak the truth or is that way too much
Are you into me or is this all made up

Is this all made up
Is there even a tiny piece of truth concealed inside
Are you playing more mind games
Can you not comeback to finish what you started

You don't wanna make a living online
Post some photos of your body
Gotta make sure you're working on time
Can't afford to miss one more week
Looked at my bank app for my new check
Fold the paper like it's origami
I don't need any more of your problems
Come on haunt me like a shinigami
Haunt me as a shinigami
I prefer the past like i'm takamitchi
Only thing i'd change is our very first meeting
You still wear the pain when it had some meaning
Now you're sneaking out to parties
Hope you find your man in the crowd there
Hope you understand how i'm not fair
Now you started to look for apartments

You'll see i'm already broken
Why do you play these games with me
Is it fun for you to see me suffering
Could you speak the truth or is that way too much
Are you into me or is this all made up
Is this all made up
Is there even a tiny piece of truth concealed inside
Are you playing more mind games
Can you not comeback to finish what you started

Taxi (interlude)

Sex Cymbal