survivor's guilt ( prod. insignificantBoy)

"Wisdom" is a lofi hip hop track inspired by serenity and wisdom. The music unfolds with calm beats that create a meditative atmosphere. Clever samples and gentle instruments combine to form a soundscape that reflects the depth of experience and insight. This track invites you to sit back, let your mind wander and experience a spiritual journey through the subtle nuances of the music. "Wisdom" is more than just a song - it is an ode to the peace that wisdom brings and a soundtrack for moments of inner reflection.

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Wisdom

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Suicide Mission (Prod. Enigma).mp3

Written Produced and Performed by Mike Large
Mixed and Mastered by Art from Vybez Music Studio

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More Than Just a Feel

Sacha va bien. Elle a grandi.
Elle se demande où tu es partie.
Tristan aussi. Il a des amis.
Il me ressemble. A toi aussi.

Ce soir de mai, hante mes nuits.
Je me demande ce que je t’ai fait.
Tout semblait calme. Tu me souriais.
Puis tu m’as dit que tu t’en allais.
Je n’ai rien dit, abasourdi.
Tu es parti. Les enfants dormaient.
C’est au matin, que j’ai compris.
Sacha pleurait. Je l’ai consolée.
Tristan ma fois s’en sortait bien.
Je t’en voulais. Cela est certain.

Ce soir de mai, hante mes nuits.
Je me demande ce que je t’ai fait.
Je t’aimais tant. Tu es parti.
Tout est amer maintenant dans la vie.
Sacha va bien. Elle a des amis.
Elle te ressemble. A moi aussi.
Tristan se demande où tu es partie.
Pour quelle raison? Tout est fini.

Ce Soir De Mai

[Written by Jeremiah Lofton]

[Intro:]

Rorschack

[Chorus:]

On my own

I'ma king

Like a God

Imaging

Love that cash

I'ma feen

From the back

She a queen 

Got her ass

With a ring

On the phone

Fuck you mean

I'm the one, not the two

Counting cheese

Fuck you mean

Nigga please

[Verse:]

Nigga please, I'm the one with the Prego

Ballin' on 'em like I'm O.J Mayo

And I brought the trees, light the blunt as we lay low

Gotta stack these chips like I play LEGO 

Tell a hater please

Get up off of deez

Nigga bag back

I'm these bitches dream

Hook 'em like Kareem, as I take off

Knocked it out the park, like it's baseball

Hustled for the bling, man these boys soft

That bitch want a ring, so I missed her call

Ayy, ayy, so I missed her call

That bitch want a ring, so I- (Look)

I'm FINE$$A WILLIAM$ baby

My first words, "pay me"

My grandmomma raised me

She taught me people shady

Yeah, she taught me people shady

She taught me (Ayy, look)

[Chorus:]

On my own

I'ma king

Like a God

Imaging

Love that cash

I'ma feen

From the back

She a queen 

Got her ass

With a ring

On the phone

Fuck you mean

I'm the one, not the two

Counting cheese

Fuck you mean

Nigga please



NIGGA PLEASE // FINE$$A WILLIAM$ [PRODUCED BY BLACKRORSCHACK]

Additional Calibration (free to  use under creative commons)

I don't know anymore...

Vocals by Me
Prod by @geezy17
Mix & Mastering by Risk Engineering

HEARTBREAKSNEVERHEAL

Through darkness curves a spume of falling flares
That flood the field with shallow, blanching light. 
The huddled sentry stares
On gloom at war with white,
And white receding slow, submerged in gloom.
Guns into mimic thunder burst and boom,
And mirthless laughter rakes the whistling night. 
The sentry keeps his watch where no one stirs 
But the brown rats, the nimble scavengers.

I keep such music in my brain
No din this side of death can quell,
Glory exulting over pain,
And beauty, garlanded in hell.
My dreaming spirit will not heed 
The roar of guns that would destroy 
My life that on the gloom can read 
Proud-surging melodies of joy.
To the world’s end I went, and found 
Death in his carnival of glare;
But in my anguish I was crowned, 
And music dawned above despair

The huddled sentry stares

Here I’m sitting in the gloom
Of my quiet attic room. 
France goes rolling all around, 
Fledged with forest May has crowned. 
And I puff my pipe, calm-hearted, 
Thinking how the fighting started, 
Wondering when we’ll ever end it, 
Back to Hell with Kaiser send it, 
Gag the noise, pack up and go, 
Clockwork soldiers in a row.
I’ve got better things to do
Than to waste my time on you.

Muse
Where shaken water gleams;
And evening radiance falling
With freed notes calling.
O bear me safe through dark, you low-voiced streams
I have no need to pray
That fear may pass away;
I scorn the growl and rumble of the fight
That summons me from cool
Silence of marsh and pool,
And yellow lilies islanded in light.
O river of stars and shadows, lead me through the
night.

My dreaming spirit will not heed 
The huddled sentry stares
My life that on the gloom can read 
The huddled sentry stares

The sentry keeps his watch where no one stirs
But all the rats, the scavengers.

The huddled sentry stares


(lyrics by Siegfried Sassoon)

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