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I’m A Tell Way (Feat. Bleood)

Yeah, I <3 a hoe!

Letras:

tengo una morena en casa
que me aplaude con el culo
el dinero que tu junta
yo me lo fucking fumo
toi en nota se me nota yo no disimulo
el ego por las nubes nada me baja el humo

 si soy la goat que tu come que adivina?
 si fuera de argentina dijera “mucha goloshina”
soy una montaña, mi puta se me sube encima
mi flow e tan caliente que hata cambia el clima

cuando salgo pa la calle se despeja el cielo
soy una vampira cabron no me reflejo en el espejo
chupo sangre a to eto rookie dejo mi marca en sus cuello
y una tutuma en la epalda son son puto camellos

mis silabas tienen enfasis, mi raps son esdrujulas
y tu ta como sin norte, necesita una brujula
soy casi sanjuanera bitch, una bruja
pero me dicen bebe porque soy rica de cuna

si fuera tu
tubiera cuidao
porque chupo sangre
y nunca paro

si fuera tu
tubiera cuidao
porque salgo de noche
y nunca paro 

mi puta anda con sombrilla
por si la mojo
lo haters me tienen envidia
porque el flow me brota por los ojo
dede carajita
tengo pila e plomo
viviendo mi mejor vida
y tu llenandote de FOMO

mis cadena van al gym
guay como que me pesan
y en lo que tu ecribe una cancion
ya yo produci 100 en mi cabeza
mis hater dando rodilla
no se que tanto rezan
si hata el diablo me tiene miedo
cuando entro al infierno se endereza (si señora!)

tu dice que soy una oruga en su capullo
y que tu ere mariposa
pero si te creo que vuelas
se lo pregunte a tu eposa
que la dejate seca y lejo
en madagascar como el fossa
y ahora tiene una espina 
de querer oler mi rosa

y si tu puta ta ricota
pero yo nama quiero a la mia
mejor asecha a tu mujer
hmm como que se desvia
va manejando pa tu casa pero me ve
y de una suelta el guia
no te meta en mi interseccion cabron
que yo duermo de dia 

si fuera tu
tubiera cuidao
porque chupo sangre
y nunca paro

si fuera tu
tubiera cuidao
porque salgo de noche
y nunca paro 

pa sentite macho
gata el sueldo en lo putero
tirando lo chelito de tubo en tubo
parece un plomero 
si yo me fumara lo que tu gana
tuviera la nota baja y la cuenta en zero
pero mis ojo tan tan rojo
que llamaron a lo bombero

tengo un timbre en casa
que nama lo oyen lo rico
mis haters miran tanto mis joya
que quedaron vico
bruto ciego sordo-mudo
como te lo eplico?
no e lo mimo llamar al diablo que verla llegar
como dice el dicho

no me haga buca el baygon
pa que se te enconda el bicho 
mudo mi piel como una anaconda
muerdo, cabron, tengo colmillo
soy dracula de noche, 
el sol dice que soy su enemigo
me levanto de mi ataud
y tiembla el condominio

cuando le entro al trap, juan luis, 
se te sube la billirrubina
y mi perfume son tan caro que tu cutis se irrita
mi morena tiene el culo que rebota, e bakebolita
just admit hun, soy tu villana favorita 

dicen que me odian pero ven mi foto y se ponen recho
depue dicen “no soy abogado, pero tengo derecho”
i’m inmortal, bitch, pa matame tiene que darme con madera en el pecho
y ahora tan tan asutao que duermen con cruzes en el techo (por si me apareco) 

si fuera tu
tubiera cuidao
porque chupo sangre
y nunca paro

si fuera tu
tubiera cuidao
porque salgo de noche
y nunca paro

DRACULA (Demo)

Lyrics 
Placed my fingers on her lips
She smiled and took them in
I turned the light switch down to low
And that's how it begins

She said Oooshallaooo
Oooshallaooo
She said Oooshallaooo
Oooshallaooo

Moved together like we were one
We had a need
The magic has only just begun
When she took my lead

She said Oooshallaooo
Oooshallaooo
She said Oooshallaooo
Oooshallaooo

Instrumental

It was time to go to sleep
The moon had gone to bed
She laid sleeping in my arms
And I had love was in my head

And I said Oooshalla
Oooshallaooo
And I said Oooshalla
Oooshallaooo
And I said Oooshalla
Oooshallaooo
And I said Oooshalla
Oooshallaooo

Outro

Oooshallaooo

Cast of Characters:

The Beautiful Dark -- @thebeautifuldark -- Carl -- vocals, lyrics, Ovation acoustic guitar, and composition
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – organ and upright piano
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four-string bass and Collings mandolin
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark –- VST fiddle
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Stratocaster electric guitar
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen — Earle Scruggs custom banjo, production, mix, and mastering

This is the latest in our series of songs Carl has written about us. Being as both Tez, a lifelong, and to a lesser degree, Carl are Manchester United fans, Carl siezed on the opportunity to celebrate their shared fandom. Although the lyrics are a little inscrutable to us Americans, we love that football (soccer) fans from across the pond will know exactly what he's talking about. 
  Carl wrote this song on his acoustic guitar, and upon sharing it with us, we weren't sure as to the direction we wanted to take it. JJ threw down first, adding his good-time-sounding upright piano and strikingly beautiful organ to the mix first. Enchanted with Carl's composition, Josh next added his bass and mandolin both in the same recording session, without even closing his DAW. Mark was in right after, adding his friendly fiddle solo as well as fiddle fills throughout. Being as the song is about him, Tez came along shortly after and added the tuneful intro and outro on his guitar. Then, as it was just about to sit for a while, Ken added his very tasteful, perfect drums to the mix, thus completing the rhythm section. 
  Before we put a bow on it, though, Stephen made it back from his week in the Colorado wilderness in time to add his magical banjo to the mix. Speaking of mixes, now it was time for one, and we turned it over to him, our in house pro, to do the honors.
  We all really enjoyed working on this one. It is an example of Eclectic Collective taking one of Carls songs and having our way with it. Always a team effort getting it over the line, but we always manage to do it. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Original lyrics by The Beautiful Dark:

Division Two Champs, '75
Small consolation for '74 cries
Fan wow land psyched
True Red Devil in this life

We fell to Leeds
Last Division 1
We had the Irish
Man, I followed them
McGrath didn't train
A different breed
Golden era
Boozed up greats as seed

Then, we mostly won
But still, these moments to memories shone
Keane's end at Juventus
His team's power won
Beast perseverance
2-3 semi so they march on

Teddy & Ole
Broken Bayern lines
Videos with no YouTube
In sport mad mind

Great from great, Cantona
Flying curve ball martial artist
Old Leeds leech
A la French finest

Man Utd before Glazier fud
Old Trafford dreams
Red Devil blood
A fan forever no matter loss
Good grinding Fergie
Our hairdryer boss

True Red Devil
Hughesy's volleys
Arsenal disheveled
Good Giggsy speed
End to end
Back of the net
Great teen we get
Front of our dreams

True Red Devil
Scars from Aguero
And Barce's better
New cycles please
We've been Malcolmed
Bought like shop
These greedy Glaziers fucking up
Our theatre of dreams

If only for Fergie time
We'd be doing just fine

True Red Devil (Eclectic Collective)

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Unthinkable - Honestly? What You See Online, It's Nothing

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music is the song 'hoping' written, produced and provided by, courtesy of mobygratis.com and it's crew, licensed

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stories and vocals are voices captured in the wide open social net
additional production, arrangements, final mix and drop by fictionalive

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fusion of it all -
fictionalive with the popoems series and the hyper media reports

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dropped
friday, october 3rd, 2025
9:41 pm central european,
time, now - a war zone for
dignity and humanity

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