GUYS! 
MY NEW SONG 
 ❤ LETS GO ❤
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To The Ellicott FAMILY: 
This Song is about me leaving the house to go play music at the bar with friends how finding comfort away from my desert of seclusion i found a watering hole and how everyone at the bar is torn, but we feel together, and how wen the people leave we are all torn up in different directions wanting to be able to stay where we felt like "home"
THANK YOU! Getting Me To "WALK OUT MY DOOR! 
~MoJoe

World War ME

BuffalOasis

TORN

Our Song About How a Bar Lives Within It's Own Memories Within Itself
Whiskey Blues Drinking Ballad - For Closing Time At The Bar We Love and Call Home.

MoJoe and The Rizing

4am O'Clock On a Sunday @ The BuffalOasis

[Verse 1]
It's 4 in the morning
The whiskey is low
The jukebox is humming
But it's moving slow
All my friends are gone home
But I ain't done yet
I'm drowning myself
And trying to forget
I remember your kiss
Like a fire in the rain
I remember your touch and now all it does is just brings me pain

[Chorus]
So I raise up my glass
Let the burn take its toll
One shot for the memory
One shot for my soul
So pour me another
And sing me a song
We'll drink through the night
'Cause the night is alone
For every goodbye
There's a story to tell
For every lost lover
There's a last farewell
It's 4 o'clock on a Sunday
And I'm singing this song
It's 4 o'clock on a Sunday
And the whiskey rolls on


[Verse 2]
Now the barstools are empty
But the echoes remain
Of the laughter and heartbreak
The joy and the pain
I see faces in shadows
I hear voices in walls
I hear whispers of promises
And late night calls
The train whistles crying
As it cuts through the dark
Like a lonesome old hymn
Or a wolf with no bark
I stumble outside
And I stare at the sky
Every star is a reason
Every reason's a lie

[Chorus]
So pour me another
And sing me a song
We'll drink through the night
'Cause the night is long
For every goodbye
There's a story to tell
For every lost lover
There's a last farewell
It's 4 o'clock on a Sunday
And I'm singing this song
It's 4 o'clock on a Sunday
And the whiskey rolls on

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4 O'Clock On A Sunday

Liquor Bottle Battle

Liquor Bottle Battle | Radio-Ready-Remastered

ALT-COUNTRY × HIP-HOP w/ big piano + live cello (Buffalo, NY). If this hits you: ❤️ Like, 🔁 Repost, and comment your favorite bar — I’m replying to everyone today.

🎧 Track: ONE HOT “MESS-TAKE”
FFO: country-rap, piano rap, storytelling, strings in hip-hop

⏱️ Jump to:
0:00 Hook • 0:12 Drop • 0:30 Cello slap • 0:58 Chorus • 1:27 Verse lift • 2:10 Final run

💬 Bonus:
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🧰 Credits:
Written & performed by MoJoe and The Rizing
Production/arrangement: MoJoe (piano, vocals) + live cello
Recorded/mastered 2025 • Buffalo, NY

#hiphop #altcountry #countryrap #pianorap #cello #storyrap #Buffalo

ONE HOT "MESS-TAKE"

One Hot 'Mess-Take'

Our New Release 
From 1st Person Perspective of
The Jumpers of 9/11

Clock Tower

Well, there is this girl that I used to know
She's seen everything with her eyes closed
Yeah, yeah
She pushed and promised to me
To make her life big
And get up off of these streets
Yeah, yeah

So she grabbed her guitar and hit the ground running
She said the world has something else to see coming!
She said, society!?
It's too blind to me!
'Cause she was through with herself
And over her anxiety!
She knows...
Yeah, yeah!
What will... become of...
Meeee!

So that girl, she did something big
And decided that she needed this
She bit her lips and clenched her fists
And then headed out all alone
Soooo!?

She grabbed the guitar and she hit the ground running
She said the world has something else to see coming
That society was too blind to be me
Sick of throwing herself away
And over her anxiety
Yet she knows
What will
Become
Of
Meeeee

So she grabbed her guitar and hit the ground running
She said the world has something else to see coming!
She said, society!?
It's too blind to me!
'Cause she was through with herself
And over her anxiety!
She knows...
Yeah, yeah!
What will... become of...
Meeee!

She knows
What will
Become
Of
...Meeee...

This Girl That We Used To Know

Theres This Girl That We Used To Know

How to succeed 
With my dreams
If I can't interpret 
Their meaning 
How to face a day
When I'm busy 
Facing these demons
Yeah I'm dismissive 
To all those
who have dismissed 
My existence  
You need a sign 
to the door 
EXIT, left,
Bitch, 
good riddance 
I've given 
All of myself 
Held up on all 
My commitments
And been condemned 
And abandoned 
By those whom 
I have forgiven
Endlessly 
and honestly,  
I'm sick and tired 
of forgiveness 
Swear to God as my witness
Anyone of you bitches 
Can top off my hit list
When I slaughter these
Creatures that thrive 
Off minding my business
Any black magic witches
Evil eye and a grimace 
Cursing me with illness
And flies Infesting my kitchen
May all your ill wishes
Return with a vengeance 
You're soul weighs itself
Karma in hell or in heaven

Dreams
Dreams
Dreams
so now i'm facing this pacing my faceless attraction within any of my own personal poor descriptions popping perscriptions pretending Might as well Write My Decision Down With This Pen To Recite Ev er ree One of My Dreams without me SCREAMING Tho that i am no fuck king princess no i'm not protected by any means necessary may god have mercy on me and my control over this soul that wrote this whole hole holier that i could ever never 
know
No not me
It's not me
They're just my
Dreams
Dreams
Dreams

This Remind Me
How to succeed 
With my dreams
If I can't interpret 
Their meaning 
How to face a day
When I'm busy 
Facing these demons
Yeah I'm dismissive 
To all those
who have dismissed 
My existence  
You need a sign 
to the door 
EXIT, left,
Bitch, 
good riddance 
I've given 
All of myself 
Held up on all 
My commitments
And been condemned 
And abandoned 
By those whom 
I have forgiven
Endlessly 
and honestly,  
I'm sick and tired 
of forgiveness 
Swear to God as my witness
Anyone of you bitches 
Can top off my hit list
When I slaughter these
Creatures that thrive 
Off minding my business
Any black magic witches
Evil eye and a grimace 
Cursing me with illness
And flies Infesting my kitchen
May all your ill wishes
Return with a vengeance 
You're soul weighs itself
Karma in hell or in heaven

Karma in Hell

or 

Karma In Heaven

Might as well

Write My Decision

Down With This Pen

And My Dreams
As a 

Weapon


Tho that i am no fuck king princess no i'm not perfectedby any means necessarry may god have mercy on me and my control over this soul that wrote this whole hole holier that i could ever never 
know
No not me
So
Dreams
Dreams
Dreams

Fevered Dreams

Fevered Dreams Feat. Trish Gui on Vocals - Studio Cut

so i invented "Creative Math Core"
This song is written in multi-dimentianal math.
think the theory of relativity... but in music...
I used as many dimensions as i could in this song

LEMME KNOW WHATCHA'LL THINK!!!

I'm home!
And I made ya little somethin' somethin' I got finished at the store!
It's a record!
(Music swells louder here, starting in C major – upbeat holiday folk with a rock edge, sleigh bells, flutes, violins, and acoustic guitar.)

Have a Holly-Jolly Helluva Christmas
Ohhh- Baby!
Have a Holly-Jolly Helluva Christmas
I'mmm- Yourrrrs!
SO!
Have a Holly-Jolly Helluva Christmas
Ohhh- Baby!
Have a Holly-Jolly Helluva Christmas
I'mmm- Yourrrrrs!

Even though so the story goes, to a fable we all know
Born to a stable long ago, yea sure, sures!
Oddly somethin' happened in that stable
That made Miss Mary able to have a little one like yours!
This one's for the new baby on the way
In a one-horse open sleigh...
This one's our unborn child
To that little girl we know as...
"Ours"
(Triumphant music spike – swirl of joy and carol harmonies, building to full band energy.)

Have a Holly-Jolly Helluva Christmas
Ohhh- Baby!
Have a Holly-Jolly Helluva Christmas
I'mmm- Yourrrrs!
SO!
Have a Holly-Jolly Helluva Christmas
Ohhh- Baby!
Have a Holly-Jolly Helluva Christmas
I'mmm- Yourrrrrs!

So then why throw a pick at every hoe?!
When the garden soil was still fertilled
For we got a world to now unfurl
Beneath those stars we caroled
LOVE IS IN THE AIR
Love is all we hold between our arms tonight
LOVE IS WHERE THE HEART IS
I love you, my love
Like the apple in my eye
Soooooo hold me tiiiiiight!!!!

Have a Holly-Jolly Helluva Christmas
Ohhh- Baby!
Have a Holly-Jolly Helluva Christmas
I'mmm- Yourrrrs!
SO!
Have a Holly-Jolly Helluva Christmas
Ohhh- Baby!
Have a Holly-Jolly Helluva Christmas
I'mmm- Yourrrrrs!
Have a Holly-Jolly Helluva Christmas
Ohhh- Baby!
Have a Holly-Jolly Helluva Christmas
I'mmm- Yourrrrs!
SO!
Have a Holly-Jolly Helluva Christmas
Ohhh- LORRRRD Baby!
Ohhh- My apple of my loving eye
My family?
I'mmm- Yourrrrrs!

have a helluva christmas baby im yours

Have a Helluva Christmas Baby - I'm Yours' -> TRUE FAMILY COUNTRY <- 2+3=6

Buffalo alt-country × hip-hop storyteller. Fiddle & cello over boom-bap. New single “One Hot ‘Mess-Take’"

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