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Big B-Day Energy
It’s a muh- f**kin holiday just for me
It’s my birthday
That and those and these
I get what I want when I want
It’s my birthday
She like spending on me ‘cause BOY, I make the money look sweet
It’s my birthday
Damn I look good
Say I don’t—
I wish a BOY would.
(Turn Up Di Place)
Oh God
Chain heavy cyan fit inna di GoYard
(What di bloodclaat)
Pose off
Yute, yuh look too fresh inna yuh birthday suit
When this song come on get loose
See the birthday boy?
Point and shoot!
You shining bredda, look at you
‘Cause it’s a real G birthday
What you trying to do tonight?
Don’t matter we in first place
You make a real gyal wanna stay
Bring your whole crew tonight
The car service on the way
Happy happy birthday.
Go on king it’s your birthday.
Happy happy birthday.
Go on king it’s your birthday.
Happy happy birthday.
Go on king it’s your birthday.
Happy happy birthday.
Go on king it’s your birthday.
‘Cause it’s a real G birthday

A real G birthday

Story telling Powerful Idea by Sas

https://www.mindmaestro.co.uk/post/22-greatest-spartan-quotes

 The Legacy of Sparta in Words

The ancient city-state of Sparta, buried in the heart of the Peloponnese, has long been a symbol of discipline, resilience and warfare.

 While its military prowess is legendary, the words and wisdom that emerged from this unique civilization offer profound insights into the Spartan psyche. 

Dive into these Spartan quotes, and let the echoes of ancient Sparta resonate with the challenges and aspirations of today.


[Come and take them]
[He who sweats more in training bleeds less in war]
[Spartans, eat well, for tonight we dine in Hades]
[I prefer to die on my feet, than live on my knees]
[Come back with your shield - or on it]
[Give them nothing, but take from them everything]
[This is Sparta]
[Good, then we shall have our battle in the shade]
[SPARTANS NEVER RETREAT! SPARTANS NEVER SURRENDER]
[Because the latter they put on for their own protection, but the shield for the common good of the whole line]
[Being asked where in Greece he saw good men, he replied, 'Good men nowhere, but good boys at Sparta]
[Feel no fear before the multitude of men, do not run in panic, but let each man bear his shield straight toward the fore-fighters, regarding his own life as hateful and holding the dark spirits of death as dear as the radiance of the sun]
[The daughters of Sparta are never at home! They mingle with the young men in wrestling matches]
[In answer to the man who sought to know why the Spartans use short daggers in war, Antalcidas said, 'Because we fight close to the enemy]
[The Spartans are the equal of any men when they fight as individuals; fighting together as a collective, they surpass all other men]
[Go now, run along and tell your Xerxes that he faces free men here, not slaves]
[We are the only women who raise men]
[The world will know that free men stood against a tyrant, that few stood against many, and before this battle was over, even a god-king can bleed]
[The walls of Sparta were its young men, and its borders the points of their spears]
[Hundreds leave, a handful stay. Only one looks back]
[Remember us, Should any free soul come across this place, In all the countless centuries yet to be, May our voices whisper to you from the ageless stones, Go tell the Spartans, passer-by: That here by Spartan law, we lie]
We are with you. For Sparta, for freedom, to the death
Taught that death on the battlefield in service to Sparta was the greatest glory he could achieve in life.

Greatest_Spartan_Quotes

Santa, Bring Me a Vice

Verse 1

I hung my stockings on the jukebox, not the tree,
Wrote you a list, but I lost it after drink number three.
I've been good at bein’ reckless, dear,
So slide down my chimney and bring me some cheer.

Pre-Chorus 1

No silver bells, no silent nights,
Just pour me something strong and light.

Chorus 1

Santa, bring me a vice,
Make it dirty, make it nice.
Skip the halo, skip the snow —
Give me something warm to melt my cold.
Yeah, Santa, bring me a vice,
‘Cause bein’ good don’t pay the price.
If redemption’s outta stock tonight,
A little sin will do me right.


Verse 2

My friends all went home to somebody’s arms,
Me, I’m slow dancin’ with my scars.
I said I’m fine, but the mirror lied,
There’s lipstick on the rim and tears I never dried.

Pre-Chorus 2

So if you see my chimney smoke,
That’s just my heart that finally broke.

Chorus 2

Santa, bring me a vice,
Make it dirty, make it nice.
Skip the halo, skip the snow —
Give me something warm to melt my cold.
Yeah, Santa, bring me a vice,
‘Cause bein’ good don’t pay the price.
If redemption’s outta stock tonight,
A little sin will do me right.

Bridge (Emotional Core)

Don’t wrap it up in silver bows,
Don’t send no angels — they never show.
Just pour me a dream in a cut-glass cup,
‘Cause hope don’t hit like whiskey does.
And Santa, if you’re listenin’ still,
Bring me peace, or just the thrill.


Final Chorus 

Santa, bring me a vice,
Make it dirty, make it nice.
Skip the halo, skip the snow —
Give me something warm before I go.
Yeah, Santa, bring me a vice,
I’ve been naughty once or twice.
If you can’t find love tonight,
Then pour me one more wrong that feels just right.

Outro 
So here’s to the hearts we couldn’t save,
To the nights we misbehaved.
I’ll leave a kiss by the fireplace —
You can keep the coal, I like it that way.

“Merry Christmas, Santa…
and cheers to all the sinners stayin’ warm tonight.”

Santa, Bring Me a Vice

“Lock Your Gates” is a dark beast of a dubstep track drowned in heavy sub-bass, cinematic orchestration and powerful female vocals. 

Music: Zemandan
Vocals: Astrid Solvrid

Lyrics: 
Lock your  gates– Be ready – The night's alive
Madness strikes – Stay close and we might survive

Chaos reigns – Yet we stand tall
Old-school friend – We’ve been through it all
Swords on fire – The night’s our stage
No rules now – Unleash the rage

Lock your gates – Be ready – The night's alive
Madness strikes – Stay close and we might survive

Steel and smoke – Pure death unfolds
Godly whispers – Be brave and bold
Keep your eyes – The night won't lie
My dear friend – We fight or die

Lock Your Gates

Alarm screams, I barely wake, Coffee spills, another mistake. Kids dropped off like little packs, No time to play, no time to relax.
Phones in hands, scrolling fast, Checking the feeds, can’t make it last. Makeup in mirrors of moving cars, Traffic crawling under neon stars.
 Mad morning, spinning out of control, Rushing, running, everyone on patrol. Wake, eat, dress, no time to kiss, Living in a world that forgot morning bliss.
 Crowds at the train, pressed like steel, Bodies moving, but no one feels. Emails, alerts, notifications beep, The city’s awake, but we barely sleep.
Mirror selfies in the rearview glass, Lipstick on, eyes on TikTok’s fast pass. Coffee in hand, we swipe, we scroll, Living like robots, losing our soul.
Instagram stories show perfect lives, While we run, stressed, in early drives. Emails ping, notifications beep, The city’s awake while we barely sleep.
Phones light up, notifications demand, We follow the rhythm, can’t break from the plan. Time is the master, we are the drones, Living in loops, built from calendars and phones.
Motorcycles weave, people push and shove, City beats fast, no time for love. Coffee spills, bags slip from hands, Mad morning chaos rules the lands.
Phones in laps, eyes on the screen, Rushing like robots through the asphalt machine. Every street a maze, every light a test, Traffic won’t stop, no time to rest.
Packed like sardines, the train roars on, Heads down, glowing screens from dusk till dawn. No eyes meet, no words are shared, Everyone’s scrolling, nobody cared.
 Rushing, scrolling, trapped in time — Mad morning owns our minds.
 

Mad  morning

"Zemmando" is a cinematic electronic track inspired by the classic energy of Commando (C64) by Legend "Rob Hubbard" but completely reimagined. "Zemmando" merges retro gaming nostalgia with immersive futuristic sound design. 



ZEMMANDO | COMMANDO

down to ground/Nova J

[Verse 1]
You said love would lift us high
But the air got thin up in the sky
Now I’m standin’ here, both feet down
Tryin’ to breathe on solid ground
Guess I thought I had it all figured out
Now I’m older, just full of doubt

[Chorus]
So I come back down to ground
Where the noise don’t drown me out
All the dreams I built came crashin’ down
So I’m learnin’ to live without
Every time I start to climb
Something pulls me back around
Yeah, I come back down to ground

[Verse 2]
I’ve been bettin’ on a bad hand
Thinkin’ love’s what makes a man
Now I’m countin’ what I’ve lost
And I can’t pay off the cost
Never thought I’d break again
But the house don’t let you win

[Chorus]
So I come back down to ground
Where the quiet feels like truth.
Guess I flew too far too soon
Now I’m hummin’ the crash-land blues
Every time I think I’ve found
Heaven hangin’ in the clouds
I come back down to ground

[Bridge]
How do you choose who to love
When every time it ends in flames
And why’s my heart so stubborn 
I keep losing at the game

[Final Chorus]
So I come back down to ground
With my ego banged around
Maybe fallin’s just a way
To see things here and now
I was racin’ for the sky
But it’s time to slow things down
Yeah, I come back down to ground

down to ground

HEAD OVER MIND (2022)

Inspired by Nirvana
"Lithium" - a song by the American rock band Nirvana, written by vocalist and guitarist Kurt Cobain. It appears as the fifth track on the band's second album, Nevermind, released by DGC Records in September 1991.

In a 1992 interview with California fanzine Flipside, Cobain explained that the song was a fictionalized account of a man who "turned to religion as a last resort to keep himself alive" after the death of his girlfriend, "to keep him from suicide. Nirvana biographer Michael Azerrad described its lyrics as "an update on Karl Marx's description of religion as the 'opiate of the masses.'"

Street-Grit Grunge

Savourer le Mr Freeze  
On me le dit souvent, alors je m’assois et j’attends.  
Monsieur frise un peu trop souvent,  
qu’on me le dise…  
J’attends, j’attends.  

L’air du temps qui glisse à travers le vent,  
À mâcher du réglisse et s’asseoir,  
Et à perdre son temps… alors j’attends.  

J’attends.  
Resté inactif et le regard vif,  
Je voulais y revenir un peu trop souvent.  
Mr rit de toutes ses dents,  
Et tu me le dis…  
J’attends.  

L’air de rien qui passe comme le vent,  
Souffle, traverse le temps et s’assoit,  
Se terre souvent… alors  
J’attends.  

Resté immobile même si la vie défile,  
Sur mon côté débile si facile,  
Dégouline une larme sur ma joue.  
La menthe me manque, juste une envie.  
Personne n’arrive, un ciel trop clair,  
À crier dans les airs…  
J’attends.  


J'attend

Lost Shooting Stars

Lost Shooting Stars (Demo Song 2025)

I've been chasing sound since the day I ran away from home. 
While most kids were in school, I was digging through crates in record stores - learning rhythm, rebellion, and the raw truth music could carry. By 13, I was sleeping in nightclubs. By 15, I was behind the decks, DJ-ing to survive and to feel something real.

In the 1980's, I became part of Belgium's early electronic wave - spinning vinyl before it was a scene.

But life, as it does, took me away from the spotlight. Still, the music never stopped playing in me.

Now, after all these years, I'm back. Producing my own tracks. No rules, no formulas - just decades of sound, scars, and soul poured into every beat.

For those who've ever felt like outsiders...
For those who live through sound...

This is for you.
The beat goes on. And so do I.

Mad morning

ONO MOLOKO

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