too cold of a track to keep in the cage. Here u go, 4 free

Ms🤴🏾

mogulpoe from midway // never there // Prod by Feppa // **UNMASTERED **THROWAWAY

This Track Is A Warning From The Hebrew Generational's Children Tribal Father I AM To the Blaspheming ancestral bad parents oppressor.Stay a away from His Chosen People alone are be punished with His Judgements.Don;t Butt In When The Father Is Disciplining His Indians for incorporating their Children And Giving Them Over To Something Else.

The Great Gardner Ravan McGee A.K.A Doctor Ravan All Copyrights©Reserved 3 25 2021

What Are You Running From (Prod. Mark Goble)

Give me time I’ll get better I swear  :) gonna invest in some better equipment but yeah red beauty hope you enjoy and check out Don’t wanna thanks

Red Beauty

Where Did We Go (Prod. Mark Goble)

☀️ Fresh off the press. "Love Your Love" is a high-energy Nu-Disco track mixing retro funk basslines with modern synth-pop vibes. Inspired by the French Touch era, it's designed to get you moving.

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LOVE YOUR LOVE

This is Volume 2 of "What's It's About" (because Revolution sure ain't happening and god knows the kids will pay the price...), EPx6 flows from Burlesque to Jazz, à la sauce Piano with a banjo cherry.

This song started as heartfelt social media comment… In response to a young talented disability attorney and hard-working diversity advocate basically apologizing for making one post about increasing hardship for disadvantaged people, and those who advocate for their basic, human rights. Sigh, American positivity is such a weird hypocritical superficial vain thing to me, especially in the freak context of neo-fasc!st history #ahem 
 
+++ here's my original stream-of-consciousness comment:

This is not about you, or me, it's about documenting the truth. It's about the integrity of American history. It's about exposing the abject lies and cruel actions of an authoritarian regime with no conscience nor accountability. It's about helping each others understand what(tf) is actually happening, ever since a convicted rap!st and recidivist fraudster felon "rigged the elections" (sic). It's about helping each other fight greed and corruption. It's about educating the people, equally. It's about justice, and the importance of transparency. It's about honesty. It's about being brave, and discussing the reality of fasc!sm in this country. 
It's about being kind, and that means being clear. Speaking up is the very least you, and I, and everyone MUST do.
So please, please, DO speak up! Why Not? We must, while we still can… Mass-incarcerations haven't started yet (ha hahem). 

+++ @bananasutra song #lyrics 

[Verse 1]
It’s not ’bout me, it’s not ’bout you,
It’s about the wounds that never heal through.
It’s about pages torn from time,
Truth in exile, buried in rhyme.

It’s about the silence, cold and wide,
Where history’s ghosts are forced to hide.
Not for glory, not for clout,
Just for saying what it’s about.

[Chorus]
What it’s about…
Is the truth they drown.
What it’s about…
Is the breaking down.
What it’s about…
Is the cries unheard.
What it’s about…
Is the weight of words.

[Verse 2]
It’s about a felon crowned in gold,
Feeding lies like they were soul.
It’s about greed with a mask of grace,
Selling fear to stay in place.

It’s about schools that never taught,
And cages built from every “ought.”
It’s about naming what they shout,
Then whispering "that’s what it’s about"…

[Chorus]
What it’s about…
Is the ones they chain.
What it’s about…
Is the hidden pain.
What it’s about…
Is the smoke, the screen.
What it’s about…
Is what freedom means.

[Bridge]
It’s about the cost… of keeping still.
The hush that bends a nation’s will.
It’s not a choice to speak or not,
It’s breath, it’s blood, it’s all we’ve got.

They laugh and call it overblown,
While prisons fill and hearts turn stone.
But kindness cuts the deepest way,
And truth, my love, don’t look away.

[Final Chorus]
What it’s about…
Is the love that stays.
What it’s about…
Is the darker days.
What it’s about…
Is the voice inside.
What it’s about…
Is the will to rise.

[Outro]
So please…
Speak while we still can…
Before the silence
Takes the land.

That’s what it’s about.
Yes…
That’s what it’s about.

[end]
 
Made in the USA #circa2025 with much empathy, hope, #sunomusic and my #aivoice

[01] What It's About • Vol. 02 • BLOWsutra Revolution Ring Piano Jazz BURLESQUE

“No Fear, My Dear” is a new bluesy humanist piano jazz kinda psychedelic soul torch song EPx19—a love letter inspired by and dedicated to the one and only Nina Simone, all strong women, and to the simple, not-so-radical idea that freedom only begins when fear ends 🕊️

EPx19 is a no BS BLOWsutra (Revolt Now) meditation, an agnostic prayer hour for truth, justice, & solidarity (for a world gone mad bananas)... yet another empathetic and courageous pep talk of light for dark times, to help our guts know, our hope grow, and our hearts glow  ❤️‍🔥

Side A (1-10) honors Nina's love for timeless acoustic bluesy piano jazz magic 🪄
Side B (11-19) indulges my love for psychedelic dub + indie folk + banjo blues + gipsy lofi experimental genres fusion  🏴‍☠️

❢ ❢ ❢

@bananasutra song #lyrics
 
[INTRO]
“I’ll tell you what freedom means to me…
No fear, my dear, freedom means no fear.”
And if my voice should tremble,
Let it ring loud and clear.

[VERSE 1 — “I Had a Dream”]
I had a dream we woke as one,
No hearts undone, no souls outrun.
A world where truths walked side by side,
And no one had to run or hide.

[VERSE 2 — Strong-Women]
My mother said, “Stand tall, my girl,
Don’t bend your fire to fit their world.”
She taught me souls can crack and break,
But dignity’s our own to make.

[HOOK]
No fear, my dear, the light inside us glows.
No fear, my dear, true spirit always knows.
No fear, my dear, freedom grows from our spark.
No fear, my dear, bow out their goddamn dark.

[VERSE 3 — Sound-as-Salvation]
Some pray in halls of dust and stone,
Some kneel where tired saints have gone.
But I find truth in rhythm’s rise,
Where basslines pull the dark to light.

[VERSE 4 — Mirror of the Times]
We watch the days grow mean and cold,
Let’s join our hands, and break that mold.
Let artists shine where lies appear,
Hold a mirror against the fear.

[BRIDGE]
If sorrow’s got you by the throat,
I’ve walked that road, I know that note.
Storm winds can strip us to the bone,
And still we rise, don’t feel alone.

They’ll call the truth a threat, a scar,
They’ll twist the past to dim a star.
But breathe, my love, hold your own mark.
Let freedom burn their toxic snark.

[HOOK]
No fear, my dear, the light inside us glows.
No fear, my dear, true spirit always knows.
No fear, my dear, freedom grows from our spark.
No fear, my dear, bow out their goddamn dark.

[OUTRO]
If your voice should tremble,
Let it tremble to the light.
No fear, my dear,
Let’s sing it through the night…

❢ ❢ ❢

Side B [11] No Fear, My Dear • BLOWsutra Revolt Now Dubby Psychedelic Folky BLUES

هذا العمل الموسيقي عبارة عن أفكار تجول في ذهن المؤلف ولا تمثّل شخصيّته الحقيقية بالمُطلق 🖤 


Where Did We Go (Prod. Mark Goble)

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