20 دقيقه روقان - ابن الاكابر احمد عامر | لعشاق الروقان | جديد 2022


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20 دقيقه روقان - ابن الاكابر احمد عامر | لعشاق الروقان | جديد 2022

رضا البحراوي - زمن الوحوش

موال شارب الخمر حسن عبد الوهاب

كل قلب وله حبيب مجدي الشعار

حسين العجوز ارض السجون

MBStudio Magilla crew, Trapparappa drum bass and computer programming 


Alright, babies... listen up. The floor is old, the mirrors are steamed, but the dream... the dream is brand new. Studio 54 is flashin' upstairs, but down here... down here, we *make* the flash. So... let's find the groove. From the top. And... hit it.


Basement deep below the neon light
Mirrors foggy in the pale, yellow night
Floorboards creakin' with a tired soul
But the beat is hot, and we're takin' control
The maestro's voice, a low, steady hum
Says "Forget the tired, the new day has come!"
She's seen it all, from disco to now
Got sweat on her brow and fire in her brow


She claps her hands, a sound like a gun
"One more time, 'til the victory's won!
I don't see no pain, I see poetry!
So find the one, and then you'll be free!"


**Move your body!** (Move it now!)
Shake the dust down from the rafters!
**Move your body!** (Can you feel it?)
Let the rhythm answer all your questions!
From the soles of your feet to the top of your head!
**Move your body!** 'Til the past is dead!


Young bloods movin', a river of grace
Every turn, every step finds its place
Muscles burnin' with a righteous fire
Pushin' closer to their heart's desire
A young man leaps, a woman spins fast
Tryin' to make a moment, a feeling that lasts
Through the ache and the strain, through the doubt and the fear
The funk is the truth, and the truth is right here


She claps her hands, "Y'all almost there!
Put your soul into it, show me you care!
The spotlight's waitin', but first you pay dues
In the sweat of this basement, you find the real news!"


**Move your body!** (Move it now!)
Shake the dust down from the rafters!
**Move your body!** (Can you feel it?)
Let the rhythm answer all your questions!
From the soles of your feet to the top of your head!
**Move your body!** 'Til the past is dead!


The city sleeps... but down below...
A hundred heartbeats, steady and slow.
The ghost of disco whispers in the air,
A legacy of rhythm beyond compare.
She smiles a little, sees the future in their eyes,
A generation ready for their own surprise.
"This ain't just dancin'!" she cries out to the room,
"This is the power that makes the flowers bloom!"

**(Instrumental Break - A killer saxophone solo, raw and energetic, over a tight, relentless groove. You can hear the dancers' feet shuffling and occasional shouts of encouragement.)**

**MOVE YOUR BODY!** (MOVE IT NOW!)
SHAKE THE DUST DOWN FROM THE RAFTERS!
**MOVE YOUR BODY!** (CAN YOU FEEL IT?)
LET THE RHYTHM ANSWER ALL YOUR QUESTIONS!
FROM THE SOLES OF YOUR FEET TO THE TOP OF YOUR HEAD!
**MOVE YOUR BODY!** 'TIL THE PAST IS DEAD!

Move it... work it...
Feel that funk and don't you shirk it...
(Yeah... that's it... that's the one right there.)
The floor is yours now, babies... take it on home.

Move your body!

"Break Before You Bend" is a fierce, unyielding manifesto of resilience forged in the crucible of adversity—a rap-metal anthem that champions raw authenticity over compromise, embracing fracture as the path to unbreakable strength. It's a psychedelic prog-blues roar against the grinding machinery of life, where bending to external pressures is equated with surrender, and true power lies in shattering only to reform sharper, more self-defined.

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