Name: Freak on a Leash (Soul) by v4ibs in Copy of AI Motown Covers
Duration: 4 min 3 s
Description: Ai cover

Copy of AI Motown Covers

Gunna - Fukumean (1982)

Made by Ghostchords Music. Check them out on youtube

Travis Scott - HIGHEST IN THE ROOM (1962)

Freak on a Leash (Soul)

Gangsta’s Paradise (1960’s Blues)

Killing In The Name (1970’s Soul)

Kid Cudi - Day N' Nite (1950's Motown Soul AI Cover)

My Name Is (1960' Soul)

In Da Club 1950s ai (50 cent)

Eminem - Not Afraid (1960's Motown Soul AI Cover)

Fat Joe  Lean Back (Sould Out 70s AI Cover).mp3

N.W.A. – Straight Outta Compton (1950's Soul Version)

50 Cent - Many Men (1950's Motown Soul AI Cover) [BEST VERSION].mp3

Flo Rida - Apple Bottom Jeans (but its 1950s mowtown rap) [BEST VERSION]

[Verse 1]
Monday light through my empty room,
your scent still lingers in the bloom.
Coffee’s warm but my hands are cold,
I wait for you like stories told.

[Pre-Chorus]
Every hour slowly fades,
But I still trace your name in space.
Whisper softly to the screen,
“See you soon, my Sunday dream.”

[Chorus]
You’re my Sunday dream,
the calm before the world begins.
Through the noise and all the gray,
you bring the color back again.

[Verse 2]
By Wednesday, I get used to it,
the quiet hum of what we miss.
Still, every night I see your face,
between the lines of this weekday haze.

[Pre-Chorus]
Every night I count the days,
Marking dreams in quiet ways.
When Friday hums its little tune,
My heart starts dancing with the screen.

[Chorus]
You’re my Sunday dream,
the stillness after endless rain.
Even when the week resets,
my love remains the same.

[Bridge]
Under the sunlight, Sunday night,
we hold our breath to stop the time.
Every goodbye feels too soon,
but every tear still shines.

[Final Chorus]
You’re my Sunday dream,
where everything feels right.
Even if the days drift far,
you’re the calm inside my night.

[Chorus – Reprise]
You’re my Sunday dream,
the calm before the world begins.
Through the noise and all the gray,
you bring the color back again.

[Outro]
So I’ll wait through every day,
for that one small touch of grace.
You’re my Sunday dream
my heart’s quiet place.

Sunday Dream

“Suboptimal” is a cool and confident celebration of imperfection. It’s about embracing your flaws, laughing at expectations, and owning your chaos with pride. Between wry humor and urban groove, it tells the story of someone who’s done trying to fit in — turning every mistake into part of their style. It’s not about getting it right, it’s about finding rhythm in what’s “wrong.” Smart, soulful, and self-aware, “Suboptimal” turns imperfection into art.

„Suboptimal“ ist eine lässige, selbstbewusste Hymne auf die Unvollkommenheit. Es geht darum, die eigenen Macken zu umarmen, über Erwartungen zu lachen und das Chaos mit Stolz zu tragen. Mit einem Augenzwinkern und urbanem Groove erzählt der Song von jemandem, der aufgehört hat, sich anzupassen – und stattdessen jeden Fehler zu seinem Stil macht. Es geht nicht darum, alles richtig zu machen, sondern darum, den Groove im „Falschen“ zu finden. Klug, soulig und charmant unperfekt – „Suboptimal“ macht Unvollkommenheit zur Kunst.

SUBOPTIMAL	

Old Mr. Jones holds up my test again
Says, “Kid, what’s wrong with your brain?”
Man, that’s just not right…
Yeah, story of my life

They all keep asking, “what’ll you be?”
Guess they’ll find out when they’re watching me

It’s kinda suboptimal – yeah, that’s the word
Not quite perfect, but haven’t you heard?
Suboptimal – I’ll take that call
I don’t need perfect, I like the fall

Lucy’s done with my chaos ways
Says straight up, “you’ll never change”
Sweet girl, but she don’t get
I’m not chasing perfect yet

She says, “this won’t end too well”
I laugh, “guess time will tell”

It’s kinda suboptimal – still, I’m fine
Half off-beat, but the groove is mine
Suboptimal – I love that flaw
Can’t you see it’s my encore?

Now I’m barefoot in the sand
My song’s blowing up across the land
They said, “you’ll never get it right”
Guess they missed the point that night

Still suboptimal – yeah, that’s my style
Never perfect, but worth your while
Call it luck or call it flaws
A genius hides in chaos
Suboptimal
And proud of it all


Suboptimal

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