Sunny mac
Cut him some slack
He's been lost for so long
I'm tryna guide his way back
He's been lost for years
The reflections off tears
Showed him a new path
But drowned him fear

Guidance is key
But guidance ain't free
Gotta pay the troll to free this boy's soul from the hole, ssso,
Equivalent exchange
An eye for an eye
The soul to be saved is stoney engraved so must give up a piece of that permanent pie

My ancestors fought for their lives
While I continue to fight for my light
The shadows cast over all
Pull up on me like overalls
Over my head
And under my skull

a sunny funeral (or the death of sunny mac) (prod. BEXX)

Music, mixing, illustration: Dan-T @dan-t-3
Lyrics, vocals, mixing and mastering: Lukowig www.facebook.com/Lukowig/ twitter.com/Lukowig

Comme tous les dimanches, je pressens le vide funeste du jour qui s'achève. J'entends les pâles lamentations du temps, perdu, qui ne saura jamais se situer en ces dimanches soir revenant d'une manière fatale, comme par malédiction ?
Les âmes vivent derrière les murs des maisons, closes, aux yeux fermés pour faire ressortir davantage l'atmosphère froide des rues sous l'éclairage lunaire.
Les âmes vivent mais se cachent, du monde et d'elles-même. Leur chant hurle...

Je respire le parfum inodore de la mort se répandant dans l'air. Je devinne son odeur forte : volatile éther...

Comme tous les dimanches, plus rien à brasser dans l'air absent qui se lit dans mes yeux...
Le temps hagard s'égare, se gare sans même savoir où choir...
Attends demain, au petit matin, dans le ronronnement des véhicules, dans les soupirs des bus, les claquements de pas dans les rues, se relèvera la foule et avec elle l'humanité entière, tirée de son sommeil dominical. A nouveau, les cliquetis des machines, les toux grasses, les portes claquantes, les baisers couïnants, les battements de paupière, les ébattement de corps, les battements de cœur rythmeront le temps pour une ère nouvelle : la même que la semaine dernière...
J'espère alors qu'elle sera la dernière.
J'attends avec une conviction profonde une mort dominicale, sous le râle des étoiles...

Affliction [Dan-T and Lukowig]

Love Instrumental

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Gotham

Hey guys!
This is the first release of FusionBrotherhood!

Hey! We are a group of musicians/producers from Buenos Aires, Argentina.
We make original music and beats, combining all sorts of styles... with no boundaries or prejudicie.
Stay in tune for new releases!

Tree

Never Be

Ramen (Prod. Tubo dj)

Prozac

This is an R&B Funk track influenced by 1990's G-Funk.  It was produced using live instrumentation, vocal samples and vintage drum loops.  The keyboards, synthesizers, bass, horns and percussion were recorded using a Roland RD-2000.  The guitar tracks were recorded using a Seagull acoustic electric guitar.  The song key is B min and the BPM is 100.

City Grooves

City Grooves 16

Yeah Da Groove

When a beautiful love ends ...
That we realize that the engine of our unions is no longer fueled, only by a flood of lies and complacency.
So, it's time to put aside their feelings of ownership of the other and allow each other the freedom to walk away.
If friendship and mutual respect are true then it is no longer a breakup, but a disunity.
There are no broken dishes, no bad words, no violence and no anger.
In theory it sounds smooth and easy. In reality, it is a deep sadness, a broken oath and a heavy feeling of loneliness.
We choose a music, a song, we listen to it repeatedly. We let our tears flow, which relieves our hearts and numbs our tortured minds.
Time goes by and the sadness slowly fades. We then keep the memory of a beautiful story, a slice of life with no more lies.

a sunny funeral (or the death of sunny mac) (prod. BEXX)

Kotzer