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Frank Sinatra released this tune in 1960. Performed by me on my Yamaha PSR-SX900 arranger keyboard. 

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Hi everyone, here is my second track made with the voices of Natalie and Mai, with the Synth V synthesizer from Dreamtonics. The title is sung in Japanese. Thank you for your feedback, comments and shares ;)
Synth : SynthMaster 2, Halion sonic 7, Sylenth 1
Drums : samples from Cubase 12 element
Fx : samples from Cubase 12 element
Voices : Natalie & Mai (Synth V from Dreamtonics)
DAW : Cubase 12 element

Virtual Singers

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“Champions” is a raw and emotional unpacking of family ties—tangled, bruised, but never broken. Over a cinematic beat reminiscent of Kanye West’s My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy, the track leans into lush, layered production and heavy drums, carrying the weight of generational wounds and hard-won growth.

06rara delivers reflective, conversational verses that feel like late-night talks or letters never sent—addressing miscommunication, betrayal, guilt, and the slow path to healing. “Champions” isn’t about perfection; it’s about persistence. About facing the pain, owning your part, and still showing up for the people who raised you, hurt you, and shaped you.

The chorus cuts through with clarity and soul, like the calm after a storm. At its heart, “Champions” is about reconciliation—not just with others, but with yourself. A triumphant, bittersweet anthem for anyone who’s ever tried to rebuild love on fractured ground.

Champions

As an open format DJ sometimes I love getting back to where it all started. I hope you enjoy my mix going back to my roots of being from the Chicagoland area.  

Back to the Roots

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bounce back,
but a house rat,
was about that,
and pushed up his mental for a route trap,
now was about time i got my roll-
how was a foul line a caught free throw?
well,
this is a cinema,
no aenema,
but fuck dudes in the center,
a sinner at heart,
no kingdom but Sora on charts
i been lookin at Earth like its Mars,
everything around me is falling apart,
i can't help but smile in dark,
i guess that's a start,
money fatter like Blart,
copping whatever comes to my sheets,
shoulda known it was empty receipts,
paper burned for what,
some satisfaction to me?
sauteed mushrooms, and linen the sheets-
uh,
i wasn't enough for the beef,
but quick to smoke up at meets,
dap me up but honestly they know they lookin for green,
this is a world i grew up in,
to others a treat,
but i have been seeing so bleak,
i haven't slept in a week,
weak and skeptical i retreat,
think everyones out to get me, out of the heat,
out of my head,
needing the meds to feel when i speak,
its addiction to hate on myself,
description from coming from top and kicked outta shelf,
no ego when every day depression killin' yourself,
i came so far in a year, but first in the felt,
played what was dealt, fire burning this shelf,
i age when i melt,
what is this rage i have felt?
portray it as kelp, weaker than me
and ain't even help, say it to me,
don't stab me with "health"
el domingo was told,
i was going to see through the hell,
lately see my phone as a friend,
a person who understands where i been,
where i write out my sins,
and seek out some honesty, modestly paintin myself,
paid all my dues, now pain in the creme,
a fire brulee, but assure you my name is not equal to Jake,
just equidistant to fame,
through fire and flames,
i have retarded the games,
a nos to a dame, u kno dos in my pain,
was dope in the veins,
now sober and i aint the same,
now i aint the same.

Treason

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