Iniko - Jerico (CYRIL Remix)

This song is about an ex that got jealous because he never got a song. He also lied to me, and then started telling my friends that I was a cheater, which I never cheated on anyone. This song is about what he did to me during the relationship, and as a best-friend.

He said my music sucked and he never liked it. Then as a birthday present he broke up with me the day before my birthday. Then when I was doing better he decides to contact me and throw non-sense right in my face.

When I wrote coming home to you he said he hated it, he was so jealous I wrote it because it wasn't about him but another dude.

Torrential Raign

🚀 The Story Behind the Track:

Collabs are magic. While grinding on a joint project with Hardloe, this track BLASTED out of nowhere—done in one sleepless night. Think of it as the sonic equivalent of a midnight street race: euphoric, dangerous, and over too fast.

For everyone who craves speed (on the road OR treadmill), this one’s your new nitro boost.

Still polishing the collab, but why wait? Here’s the fastest track I’ve ever made—in every sense. Turn it up and leave summer 2025 in the dust.

💥 Perfect for:

Pre-game hype 🏎️

Gym PRs 🏋️♂️

Festival mosh pits 🤘

TikTok edits of you doing dumb/heroic shit 😈

Warning: May cause sudden urges to rev engines or punch the sky. No drivers (or dancers) were harmed… probably.

Last Race

[Verse 1]
Woke up this morning, got a hunger in my soul
Got a brand new mission, I'm taking the whole
I'm running the streets with a fire in my eyes
I'm a soldier for my purpose, a hunter in disguise
They tried to shut me down, they tried to stop my plan
But I'm a one-man army, yeah, I'm a brand new man
The world is a battlefield, the concrete my throne
And every single victory, I'm taking it alone

[Chorus]
**Run it! Pop it! Grill it! And Gun it!**
Yeah, I'm taking the crown, yeah, you know that I've won it!
**Run it! Pop it! Grill it! And Gun it!**
My foot's on the gas, I'm never gonna stop, never gonna front it!

[Verse 2]
Yeah, they're talking and they're dreaming, they're sitting in the shade
But I'm out in the sun, I'm not afraid
I'm grilling all the competition, I'm burning up the lies
Yeah, I'm a king in the kingdom, with a fire in my eyes
I'm gunning for the top, I'm taking every shot
I'm leaving all the fakes, yeah, I'm leaving all the rot
The old world is breaking, the new one's begun
And I'm the only one who's gonna see it all done

[Chorus]
**Run it! Pop it! Grill it! And Gun it!**
Yeah, I'm taking the crown, yeah, you know that I've won it!
**Run it! Pop it! Grill it! And Gun it!**
My foot's on the gas, I'm never gonna stop, never gonna front it!

[Bridge]
Yeah, the world is a stage, and you're a cheap-ass show
I'm the main event, yeah, I'm the real damn flow
So you can keep your numbers, you can keep all your clicks
I'm building a legacy, you're just building up bricks!

[Outro:] "Run it, pop it, grill it..."
Yeah, I'm gunning it!
**Run it! Pop it! Grill it! And Gun it!**

Run it! Pop it! Grill it! And Gun it!

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I see you out there, with the chains and the flash
Chasing the easy money, living in a crash
You think you're a gangster, a king on the street
But all I see is a coward, heading for defeat
They glamorize the violence, they glamorize the theft
But they never talk about the time that you have left
Behind a cold concrete wall, with nothing but regret
A ghost in the system, a life you can't reset

[Chorus]
What's so great about being a criminal?
What's so great about a life that's minimal?
You're chasing the fame, but you're living in a cell
Trading your freedom for a brand new kind of hell
What's so great about being a criminal?
What's so great about a life that's minimal?
The only one you're hurting is the one in the mirror you see
Trading your future for a memory

[Verse 2]
You talk about the glory, you talk about the rush
But you're selling your soul, turning it to dust
Every single score, every single wrong
Is a brand new verse in a broken-down song
They told you that the game was the only way to win
But they lied to your face, and let the darkness in
So you can have your chains, you can have your fame
'Cause I'm too busy building, playing a different game

[Chorus]
What's so great about being a criminal?
What's so great about a life that's minimal?
You're chasing the fame, but you're living in a cell
Trading your freedom for a brand new kind of hell
What's so great about being a criminal?
What's so great about a life that's minimal?
The only one you're hurting is the one in the mirror you see
Trading your future for a memory

[Bridge]
Yeah, the pain is a teacher, the struggle is a test
And the only way you win is to give it your best
So put down the pistol, put down the disgrace
And look in the mirror, see a brand new face!

[Outro:] "Criminal, criminal..."
What's so great?
Yeah... what's so great?

What's So Great About Being a Criminal?

🔥 ‘WARBABY’ gets a Dark Latin Phonk resurrection—splicing trap grit with flamenco chaos and cathedral rave stabs. This ain’t a remix; it’s a hostile takeover.

🌞🎶 VAN STOFFEN PRESENTS:
After months of dark experiments (RIP sunny vibes 😈), I’m dropping my hardest remix yet—turning @sir-keem-carti raw rap into a Phonk-fueled, apocalyptic dance anthem. 

⚡ COLLAB ALERT:
This is just the FIRST of my secret collabs— Hardloe and MichaelBorth tracks coming soon!

🎧 LISTEN FOR:

Gospel Phonk 808s that’ll rattle your soul 💀

Flamenco guitars processed through a blackout 🌑🎸

"Walk baby" chants that morph into stadium drops 🏟️
"War baby" chants will motivate you to ACHIEVE EVERYTHING AND BEAT ALL THE STRUGGLES

📢 MOTTO:
"Life’s a struggle—keep walking, war baby."

🔗 Repost = eternal good karma ⚡

Original track:
https://soundcloud.com/sir-keem-carti/warbaby

WARBABY (Van Stoffen Dark Latin Phonk Remix)

[Chorus]
Tell me you a victim, without tellin’ me you weak,
Cryin’ like a storybook, same verse on repeat.
Pointin’ every finger, but you never take the heat,
I been buildin’ empires while you beggin’ for a seat.

Tell me you a victim, I don’t need the proof,
Your scars are just excuses while I weaponize the truth.
You playin’ like a martyr, but I see right through,
Keep singin’ ‘bout the pain, but the blame’s on you.

---

[Verse 1]
I hear the sob tales, drippin’ like a faucet,
Every loss you claim, but you the one that caused it.
Always paintin’ villains, never own the plot,
Talkin’ ‘bout betrayal when you twistin’ every knot.

A wolf in sheep’s clothes cryin’ wolf again,
Every bridge you burnin’, you just call it “friends.”
Victimhood’s a throne, you addicted to the crown,
But karma’s keepin’ tabs and she huntin’ you down.

---

[Chorus]
Tell me you a victim, without tellin’ me you weak,
Cryin’ like a storybook, same verse on repeat.
Pointin’ every finger, but you never take the heat,
I been buildin’ empires while you beggin’ for a seat.

Tell me you a victim, I don’t need the proof,
Your scars are just excuses while I weaponize the truth.
You playin’ like a martyr, but I see right through,
Keep singin’ ‘bout the pain, but the blame’s on you.


---

[Verse 2]
You call it “trauma,” I call it a shield,
Hidin’ from the warzone while I’m dyin’ on the field.
You scream injustice, but you profit off the tale,
Drama’s your currency, and sympathy’s for sale.

You love the pity, yeah, you thrive on the tears,
But power don’t respect what’s been cryin’ for years.
While you whinin’ ‘bout the struggle, I was sharpenin’ blades,
Now the tables turnin’ — watch me cash what I made.


---

[Bridge]
You ain’t broken, you addicted,
Pain’s a brand that you scripted.
Victim card’s the hand you play,
But I’m the dealer, end of game.


---

[Chorus]
Tell me you a victim, without tellin’ me you weak,
Cryin’ like a storybook, same verse on repeat.
Pointin’ every finger, but you never take the heat,
I been buildin’ empires while you beggin’ for a seat.

Tell me you a victim, I don’t need the proof,
Your scars are just excuses while I weaponize the truth.
You playin’ like a martyr, but I see right through,
Keep singin’ ‘bout the pain, but the blame’s on you.

Tell me you a Victim, Without tellin’ me you Weak

Available on all music platforms and portals.
https://hypeddit.com/jimmyvu/pulloutgameoriginalmix
Released on B-nasty Beats Label.

Pull Out Game (Extended Mix)

[Verse 1]
We ride fast, hearts beat like thunder,
Two souls burning, we pull each other under.
In this wild world, baby, we’re free,
Nothing can break what you are to me.

Through the danger, through the flame,
We’re unstoppable, they’ll know our name.
Side by side, through the highs and lows,
You’re the one my whole heart chose.

[Pre-Chorus]
When the world tries to bring us down,
We rise up, we turn it around.
Hand in hand, we’ll write our story,
Together forever in glory.

[Chorus]
I’m your Clyde & you’re my Bonnie,
Two hearts on fire, running wild and holy.
Through the night, through the fight, we shine,
Your soul forever linked with mine.
No chains, no fear, can take this from me,
I’m your Clyde & you’re my Bonnie.

[Verse 2]
Every battle, we break right through,
Baby, there’s nothing I won’t do for you.
Chemistry blazing, love on fire,
With every kiss, you take me higher.

We’re rebels of love, rewriting fate,
This kind of bond, they can’t recreate.
Every road, every dream, every mile,
I’ll chase it all just to see you smile.

[Pre-Chorus]
When the world tries to bring us down,
We rise up, we turn it around.
Hand in hand, we’ll write our story,
Together forever in glory.

[Chorus]
I’m your Clyde & you’re my Bonnie,
Two hearts on fire, running wild and holy.
Through the night, through the fight, we shine,
Your soul forever linked with mine.
No chains, no fear, can take this from me,
I’m your Clyde & you’re my Bonnie.

[Bridge]
Ride or die, we’ll never fall,
Love like ours can conquer it all.
Through the storm, through the pain,
We’ll rise together again and again.

[Chorus]
I’m your Clyde & you’re my Bonnie,
Two hearts on fire, running wild and holy.
Through the night, through the fight, we shine,
Your soul forever linked with mine.
No chains, no fear, can take this from me,
I’m your Clyde & you’re my Bonnie.

[Outro]
Yeah… your Bonnie, my Clyde,
Forever, baby, side by side.

I’m Your Clyde & You’re My Bonnie

[Intro]
Yeahhh…
Light it up…
Hit that bong, it’s better than any narcs that won’t set you free!

[Verse 1]
Work all day, stress on my mind,
Need that peace, leave the pain behind.
One fat hit, feel your spirit rise,
Smoke in the air, freedom in your eyes.

[Pre-Chorus]
No chains, no rules, no one to hold,
Lift your soul, let the story unfold.
Take a breath, let your worries flee…
Hit that bong, it’s better than any narcs that won’t set you free!

[Chorus]
Hit that bong, it’s better than any narcs that won’t set you free!
Lift your soul, let the smoke take the key!
Every heartbeat, every vibe, feel alive…
Hit that bong, it’s better, come and thrive!
Pass it ‘round, watch the clouds ascend,
Feel the love, let the good vibes extend.
Every night, every fight, let it go…
Hit that bong, it’s better, let it blow!

[Verse 2]
Bass is pumpin’, music so loud,
Clouds in the air, we’re lost in the crowd.
Laughin’, dancin’, love everywhere,
Hit that bong, freedom in the air!

[Pre-Chorus]
No chains, no rules, no one to hold,
Lift your soul, let the story unfold.
Take a breath, let your worries flee…
Hit that bong, it’s better than any narcs that won’t set you free!

[Chorus]
Hit that bong, it’s better than any narcs that won’t set you free!
Lift your soul, let the smoke take the key!
Every heartbeat, every vibe, feel alive…
Hit that bong, it’s better, come and thrive!
Pass it ‘round, watch the clouds ascend,
Feel the love, let the good vibes extend.
Every night, every fight, let it go…
Hit that bong, it’s better, let it blow!

[Bridge]
Light it! Blaze it! Lift it high!
Hit that bong, freedom in the sky!
Narcs can’t bind what’s meant to be…
Hit that bong, it’s better, set you free!

[Final Chorus]
Hit that bong, it’s better than any narcs that won’t set you free!
Lift your soul, let the smoke take the key!
Every heartbeat, every vibe, feel alive…
Hit that bong, it’s better, come and thrive!
Pass it ‘round, watch the clouds ascend,
Feel the love, let the good vibes extend.
Every night, every fight, let it go…
Hit that bong, it’s better, let it blow!

[Outro]
Yeahhh…
Hit that bong… it’s better…
Set you free…
Hit that bong… with me!

Hit That Bong, It’s Better

After a long year of creating, investing & working my ass off, Its FINNNAALLLYY time to release some music! This is a Remix of Robert miles "Children". Get ready to see plenty of releases this year. 

Love ya'll
- Cyril xx

Children

i been doing music for 24 years now, producer, pianist, sound engineer, & songwriter, as an Independent Artist (I DO ALL MY OWN ALBUM ARTWORK) which means i don't Collab sorry!........ sigh 
so please stop messaging me promo speech

Hit That Bong, It’s Better

DVFBOI

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