In the corrupting reflections of Saimaa's abyss, the onlooker met a reflection distorted, murky with riddles – a disjointed ballet shadowed by murmurs that neither soothe nor disturb, woven through the jarring mesh of tempest and twilight. Here was a spectacle of fading, the precarious dance of seasons succumbing, plucked by invisible hands from the gnarled vine of a merciless epoch.

The panorama whispered an arcane hymn to change; an enigmatic echo of a precarious harmony - a river's muted fury clashing with the fierce yearning to persist amidst its ruthless, wild tableau. It murmured transience with a curious cruelty, sketching a narrative of intoxicating enigma and vexing inertia, spiraling in a phantasmagoria of elegance and entropy.

Within the continuum of existence, the relentless waltz of genesis and disintegration reached a climax, inscribed by time-worn remnants decomposing beneath the indifferent chronicle of nature and serrated escarpments sculpted by an indifferent glacial rage. Inhabiting the silent resignation born from chaos, Saimaa divulged the impending dominion of temporal scars upon us; the fusion of splendor too piercing to behold, with a paradoxical paralysis that poisons once effortless motions.

Ensnared in the ephemeral aria, Saimaa mutes us with a requiem for the dying whisper of being. It’s the grand flux beneath a relentless stillness – a cryptic verse to impermanence, murmured through the harsh expanse of untamed backwoods, stifled by the relentless erosion of our epochs.

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Lyrics:

Gotta catch a plane just a new day searching for a break in another place
Trying to get a grip on a new trip in some club where no one knows my name
They calculate my every move, I'm hoping someone takes me home soon
The horizon I'm chasing gets far and farther away

And the world goes, world goes, world goes
And the world goes, the world goes round
And the world goes, world goes, world goes
And the world goes, the world goes round

Like I'm running, sinking in the ground and the higher I get the deeper I get down
Room spinning, can't win, I'm so far gone and still somehow

And the world goes, world goes, world goes
Yeah the world goes, the world goes round
The world goes, world goes, world goes
Yeah the world goes, the world goes round

All the lonely nights eat away at me, back at the hotel we party
Don't know anyone here, but I don't care, can't slow down, I can't face the pain
With our bodies doing what bodies do an old song plays and brings me back to
The horizon keeps fading, better run faster if I'm gonna make it

And the world goes, world goes, world goes
And the world goes, world goes round
And the world goes, the world goes, the world goes
Yeah the world goes, the world goes around

Like I'm running, sinking in the ground and the higher I get the deeper I get down
Head spinning, can't win, I'm so far gone but still somehow

The world goes, world goes, world goes
Yeah the world goes, world goes round

With You In LA

Oly, Part Native - World Goes

Lyric:TheZuZa
Vocal:TheZuZa
Choruses: TheZuZa
Arrangement: TheZuZa
Music prod. by Matthew May 
Audio Language: polish


Playlist:
https://on.soundcloud.com/9STj7
https://on.soundcloud.com/W1RvH
https://on.soundcloud.com/YUrGB

Lyric after translation :

"Empty Words"

In my head, chaos, fragments of thoughts, a small sea of dreams.
A stream of questions. There are no answers to be found.
Defiantly scattered in the corner of life.
They push in all directions. It's so irrational.

Empty words won't speak to me, they won't speak.
They won't sway my mind, no! They won't mislead me.

I won't put together any thoughts or bundles of events.
I won't create a straight path to dreams from this.
Scattered, they'll silently scream in the corner of chaos.
I won't find out if it was good or bad.

Empty words won't speak to me, they won't speak.
They won't sway my mind, no! They won't mislead me.

Such words won't speak to me, they won't be lost.
They won't strip me of innocence or enrich me.

Empty words won't speak to me, they won't speak.
They won't sway my mind, no! They won't mislead me.
Such words won't speak to me, they won't be lost.

Puste Słowa

Puste Słowa ( Prod.Matthew May)

M4DD3L3R

NDM23 #126 New Dart

deha - yasadışı

https://soundcloud.com/user-443131542
prod by yevski

severim bok w/ hermesdeniz

swirf - LANYETER

dinler yanindaki ama 
mutevazi olmam gerekiyo sanirim 
almadim ferrari
sirkete siktirmeden bu kadar oluyo napim
isim bittiginde kopegim olucak o abin
yok sana gore bisey
ilacliymis bugun  lutfen az gorusek
amca arkamda gotumde fisek
gormediysen bilmezsin ekmek bolusmek
salak cocuk ters mi dusmek 
istiyosun sanirim eve delik desik donmek
odam hala dolu gaz yaptirdim fotosentez
agani kaldir yataktan almiyo gibi nefes?
yani
boyle degil
anlasabiliriz
ama boyle degil
hayir
boyle degil
imzalayabilirim
ama boyle degil
buyuk boyz

Çektık duman 2  buli bayıldı
Kalmaz miras torunum ama hayırsız
Turkish bong şampiyona kalırsın
Umarım ayıksın

Xırdalana roman havası
Bal değil bizde neşe  kovası
Yeşilimiz şeker koması
Sana olmaz hayır

Bulilerin kulakları baya büyük
Konuşursan eğer o zaman mesele  baya büyük
Bunların hepsi çürük
Neyse ,  bütün boyz BÜYÜK

böyle değil +7even

Dedicated to the No1 student village in South Africa " BRAAMFONTEIN Johannesburg " this freestyle serves as my first drop for this year (2024)

wishing you a happy new year and successful one❤️❤️🙏🏾

BRAAMFONTEIN (FREESTYLE)

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Artwork Lydia Buckle

Fairytale

NPCs "playing" Millicent (Official lyrics video).....Out Now!!!! 
https://youtu.be/LAwGpBThLds?si=tF_GPPu7dkggGxbg

BRAAMFONTEIN (FREESTYLE)

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