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Missing Coda: 15 Complete songs from the SoundCloud community

The Prism [BOOMBAP INSTRUMENTAL]_5

Here you can listen to the original version: https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/welcome-back-for-more

(Verse1)
Centered and focused, we all have a purpose
Always on the cutting edge, No need to unload us, alert us
Deep in the culture, we’re ultra Tight 
We dance, sing and write, getting ultra hyped 
Any size color or creative, no stereotype 
Bytes don’t hurt, but a keystroke can bury you 
Exchange what you learn, that’s a type stereo
Tight stereo, check another scenario 
That knowledge base that leaves a taste 
What’s a cook up? 
 
(Chorus)  
Welcome back for more, Got a taste for the flavor
well come back for more, and a flavor for the taste
Champions of the underground setting the pace
Welcome back for more, Got a taste for the flavor
well come back for more, and a flavor for the taste
Champions of the underground setting the pace

(Verse2) 
Listen very carefully, as I report the score 
ones and zeros, all built for war 
Computer Bass, ——stereo image tracks, cut and paste
Making music like we do, stand alone or with your crew
The collective few can’t refuse the flavor
Of our music with a slightly different taste 
Easy does it all the way, there’s never a rush 
Never haste, come correct and flavor to taste
A chef never worries about making mistakes

(Chorus)

(Verse3)
Making music dropping rhymes 
we’re in session all the time 
all the ingredients —thrown in the pot
Anytime theres a session you’ve got a cook-up 
that’s how we do it—-legends world renowned 
tight stereo in session, ———
champions of the underground—-
champions of the underground
Adlib

Welcome Back For More Vox 93 BPM

Written by James Geer

A bell and a whistle
A truck with a ladder to climb 
A carpet to play on
And nearby a grownup to mind
A doll and a squirt gun
A toy chest with wonders to find

Just ten more minutes
Then off to the bedroom to sleep
The rote incantation regarding
Our souls for to keep
Beds tucked and lights out
And counting of numerous sheep

Dreams of a party with
Candles alight on a cake
Marching toy soldiers
And dragons that
Make the earth quake
Fantastic journeys
But all of it gone once awake

Dreaming

Conga and Bass brothers

PARTY PEOPLE // LET US GROOVE TONIGHT
@docfritz // All Musical Stuff, Rhythm Design, Percussion, Artwork, Mix & Production
Composed, Arranged & Performed by DOCFRITZ  
© 2025 // All Rights Reserved 

PARTY PEOPLE

'banjovi'

something until the next thing

banjovi

Every Ending (Guitar)

Brand new track after a long time ago! Check out this one guys and gals and let me know if you miss my synthwave tracks with my own vocs on it! Share , Support and comment!

Let me know if u really dig it. Cheers and have a great summer y'all!

IknowIknow

Cast of characters:
Jack Karasek — beats and seed idea
K2 and the Three [and the Four] -- @k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–beats
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1– Roland Phantom workstation
Llanpsych–@llanpsych –Tez– electric guitar
Tea R. Sea @tea_are_sea -- Terry – Synthesizer
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– mix, master, and production
This song began with Ken's oldest son, Jack, who laid down the basic rhythmic beat. Ken took over after that with the rest of the beats, though. Jack just graduated high school last week, and he's into hip hop and trap music, so he wanted to share some of it with his musician father, who is very proud of him.
  Tez was first up on this one, which surprised me when I went back and checked the workflow. He added the perfectly placed guitar hits throughout. Josh was next up, using his synth to add the falling bass line. Last, but not least, Terry came aboard, adding the moody, melodic, high register synth.
  When it was all finished, we asked out resident pro mixer, Stephen, to mix it for us. 
  This song was in its current form for about the past eight months. It was originally part of a series of vehicles Eclectic Collective composed for The Mysterious Decibel. He got caught up in life, though, and had to abandon the project. So, we sat on it, asking all the rappers we know if they'd be interested in having a go with it, but no one bit. So, with Jack's recent graduation, Ken revived it as a celebratory song for his son. It could still use some vocals, too, so think of this as an open invitation to anyone who want to do the honors. 
  We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it. 
  Oh, and just a side note for all of our friends who follow along with us, we won't be releasing a song this coming Friday, the 4th, but will have  new one for you, the following Friday, the 11th. Thank you for keeping up with us!

Throwing Rocks (Eclectic Collective)

Chords (Inst.)

Written and produced back in June of 2021 for the TRIP FM Compilation, TIME LAPSE. 
Mastered by Michael Southard, Triplicate Records, Chicago, IL @supplyfi
https://tripfm.bandcamp.com/album/time-lapse

Ink Pool

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...

Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Songwriter : Guillaume DULER
🎸J I M🎙️: @user-759566380

Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks

Vocal/iIntro&Final text : DelhyA

J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...


La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui ronge

Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide (help!)
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison

Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs là qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui

Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées

La tendresse des coups (quelle tendresse?)

Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage muet… où les vagues d'une mer intérieure contenue se brisent en silence...
———————————————————————————————————
I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...

Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away

And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death

lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly

And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death

the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one

who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death

kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions

The tenderness of blows

I can't let them reach that mute shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

La tendresse des coups (with 🎸JIM🎙️and Régis GAUBERT)

I've set the mood.

Presenting "ELARA" - Sisyphus & His Stone (The Perpetual Refresh & The Lagging Connection)

Sisyphus & His Stone is used to describe any effort that is laborious, futile & repetitive.  It highlights the frustration and meaninglessness associated with ELARA's tasks, often encountered in various aspects of her life from work to personal struggles.

Original Lyrics 

I really don’t want to bore you
but then again I can’t ignore you

so its
One step forward
two steps back

Taking two steps forward
Taking one step back

Woke up with the sunrise, a fresh page to write
Left the shadows behind me, stepped into the light 
Had a vision, a clear path, felt the wind at my back
Every stride was a promise, no turning, no looking back 
Built a little momentum, saw the future unfold 
A story of rising, brave and bold 
Thought I'd finally broken free, from the weight I had known 
On solid ground, I thought I'd finally grown

(Chorus)
 But it's one step forward, two steps back, a cruel, familiar track 
Just when I think I'm gaining speed, the world pulls me back 
Like Sisyphus and his stone, forever climbing steep 
Every victory feels borrowed, every promise hard to keep
One step forward, two steps back, the rhythm of my soul 
Trying to reach the finish line, losing all control
Then the phone rings, a sudden jolt, a bill I didn't see 
Or the car breaks down again, just when I felt free 
A whispered doubt from yesterday, echoes in my head 
All the progress I had made, lies broken, unsaid 
The energy drains from my bones, the fire starts to fade 
Another dream postponed, another promise betrayed It's a familiar ache, this sinking feeling deep 
As all the ground I gained, I just can't seem to keep

(Chorus)
And it's one step forward, two steps back, a cruel, familiar track 
Just when I think I'm gaining speed, the world pulls me back Like Sisyphus and his stone, forever climbing steep 
Every victory feels borrowed, every promise hard to keep 
One step forward, two steps back, the rhythm of my soul 
Trying to reach the finish line, losing all control
How many times can I stand up, when the fall feels so profound? 
How many times can I rebuild, on this unstable ground? 
The spirit's weary, the hope is thin, but something stirs inside 
A stubborn whisper, telling me, there's nowhere left to hide 
From this endless push and pull, this fight I have to face 
To find the strength to start again, and run this endless race

(Chorus)
Still, it's one step forward, two steps back, a cruel, familiar track 
Just when I think I'm gaining speed, the world pulls me back Like Sisyphus and his stone, forever climbing steep 
Every victory feels borrowed, every promise hard to keep 
One step forward, two steps back, the rhythm of my soul 
Trying to reach the finish line, losing all control

Yeah, one step forward, and two steps back... Just gotta find my way... back on track.


Produced in the
ARAPA Music Studio, Sydney - Australia

#azcreativestudiosydney #elarastory

ELARA - Sisyphus & His Stone

MISSING YOU  (From Open Collab Paploviante)
Backing Track:
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/turn-of-time-open-collab-offer
Vocals Leslie (Ghosthack) Missing you
Lillithe:  Mix, Arrangement and Production

Missing you (From Open Collab Paploviante)

an old piano improv.
the last ten seconds were previously used in this song here https://soundcloud.com/lil-spaceman/slezterp
all music by andrew salvner (aka lil' spaceman)

coda

Vocals https://soundcloud.com/couch-king-presents

Production https://soundcloud.com/rizlix


Here's a collab with the soundcloud legend https://soundcloud.com/couch-king-presents


You can hear his original work here;

https://soundcloud.com/couch-king-presents/i-like-to-sample-old-drums




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The Prism [BOOMBAP INSTRUMENTAL]_5

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