FAST TRAX 3

454 - Love Me, Hate Me (Ft. PigTheGemini)

MAMAJAMA

454 - EXTRAORDINAIRE w/ PIG

born again

I'm in my zone tell me when we go home
I'm trying to find it I see them fighting for my throne
I see them fighting for my throne yeah
rest my eyes I'm feeling throwed yeah
can't get no sleep for two days
I wanna see you today
come over put on them nice clothes
I'm trying to fuck
I thought you was feeling spiteful
but I was wrong
she kissed me with her eyes closed
got your legs shaking she can feel it in her toes
I wonder what you imagine when I'm deep inside in it
I'm running out of breath
I got her working at her limit
when I close my eyes
I see you walking away down the hall
wasted my time with all these feelings
but you never know
you grip on my neck just like a tie
materializing that shit that you fantasize

I'm in my zone tell me when we go home
I'm trying to find it I see them fighting for my throne
I see them fighting for my throne yeah
rest my eyes I'm feeling throwed yeah
can't get no sleep for two days
I wanna see you today
come over put on them nice clothes
I'm trying to fuck
I thought you was feeling spiteful
but I was wrong
she kissed me with her eyes closed
got your legs shaking she can feel it in her toes
I wonder what you imagine when I'm deep inside in it
I'm running out of breath
I got her working at her limit
when I close my eyes
I see you walking away down the hall
wasted my time with all these feelings
but you never know
you grip on my neck just like a tie
materializing that shit that you fantasize

In my zone [prod. rottendowntime]

THe D-word

Lucequartz-Machine (not sped up)

FREESTYLE IN ITALY GETTING HIGH

A deeply poetic and intimate ballad that uses the fragile image of a dry leaf falling into a glass of tea to represent years of unspoken love and hidden grief. The Female Alto voice, captured in an ultra-close whisper, conveys the quiet solitude of waiting for a wind that never arrives, as the tea slowly cools. The central metaphor is devastating: the leaf falls silently, but shatters within the heart—it is the sound of all the words and years the narrator kept hidden, choosing to let them break and dissolve alone.

Lá Rụng Trong Ly
[Verse 1]
A dry leaf falls into the teacup
Like the words I never said
The water cools slowly
Yet I still sit here
Waiting for a wind that never returns
[Pre-Chorus]
Every time a leaf touches the surface
My heart
Falls once more
[Chorus]
Leaves fall inside the cup
Without a sound
But they shatter inside me
Leaves fall inside the cup
No one sees
Only I
Hear every fragment break
[Verse 2]
The tea I started drinking this afternoon
Has long gone cold and dark
Leaves keep falling
Like everything I’ve hidden
Three years now
Yet every time I look at the cup
I still see the old me
Smiling brightly
Now there’s only
A faint water mark on the glass
[Bridge]
If the leaves stopped falling
Would I stop remembering
No
[Final Chorus]
Leaves fall inside the cup
They are the words of love
I never spoke
Leaves fall inside the cup
They are the years
I kept all to myself
Just to dissolve
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Một bản ballad đầy chất thơ, sử dụng hình ảnh chiếc lá khô rơi vào ly trà để tượng trưng cho những lời yêu và nỗi đau chưa từng được nói ra. Giọng Alto nữ truyền tải sự cô độc, tĩnh lặng, khi ngồi chờ một cơn gió vô vọng, mặc cho nước trà nguội lạnh dần. Dù lá rơi không tiếng động, nhưng nó vỡ tan trong tâm hồn người nghe, đại diện cho những năm tháng giữ kín tình cảm để tan một mình. Cảm xúc nhẹ nhàng, sâu lắng nhưng mang sức nặng của sự hy sinh thầm lặng.

Lá Rụng Trong Ly (Leaves Falling Inside the Glass)

otra noche

The midnight hour

Lucequartz-Machine (not sped up)

Shadows