Greazy Parade: 21 home cooked tracks from the SoundCloud community

the whole wide world

The Whole Wide World feat Frawstakwa

idk why this flow has been my go to flow lately 
Lyrics -
"thoughts in the cap
will never wrap
time we had
cant get it back
in the basement with the dust and spiders
and the rats
he thinks its over because he 
never thought that it could last

thoughts in the cap
will never wrap
(WHAT, WHAT)
time we had
cant get it back
(WHAT, WHAT)
thoughts in the cap
will never wrap
(WHAT, WHAT)
thoughts are trapped
inside a glass

i never thought that i could make it far
in a cast
face down
in the dirt 
in the grass
in the dirt by the grass
and people looking at me
thinking im a half a man

thoughts in the cap
will never wrap
(WHAT, WHAT)
thoughts are trapped
inside a glass"

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thoughts in the cap Prod. V-E Beats

Bass, guitar, keys, organ - Fat Pockets / @fatpockets
Verses and hook - Fat Pockets / @fatpockets
Bridge rap - CALiFORNiA / @california-000

Mixed and mastered by Fat Pockets.

This is a Mega Royal production. Don't sleep!!!

Hello Hangman feat. CALiFORNiA (prod. Fat Pockets)

Thanks to Matt James for the collab:

https://on.soundcloud.com/GYY78XBmbg7U8LAc7

Katsuro on the beat

Minister Julius x Matt James - Down the Line (Prod. Katsuro)

Fresh dressed to impress 
Hand sewn threads 
Like my mhical n elss 
King in the kingdom 
N he come to collect
Tax season show some respect 
Or die by the sword off with his head

No sweat off my back 
I Move with finesse 
A handsome individual 
Who comes correct 
Demanding yo attention
With every step 
Cultivating conversations 
Bout how you blessed 

If you plotting on my downfall 
Don’t hold your breath 
Matter a fact I’ll the last one
Collapse your chest 
Gracefully dipping out the stratosphere 
When he step in a room it raise the atmosphere 
Where’s my robe bitch who paid the tab in here 

Heaven only knows where we go from here
Ear to ear I’m straight cheesing 
Just know when I’m gone I’m always fighting demons 

Fresh coat of a paint n a new blank canvass
Fresh to death smoking something Spanish 
Mama always told me better mind ya manners 
N I was always acting like I had some answers 

Fresh coat of a paint n a new blank canvass
Fresh to death smoking something Spanish 
Mama always told me better mind ya manners 
N I was always acting like I had some answers 


Never had none tho it’s cut throat 
Keeping it a buck dope 
Back road cruising rolling blunts on the dashboard moving 
Weight cloak the dope when I ship it
Heaven sakes bout to master this thin ice skate Apollo 8 I’m going off to space 
You might never see this face again 
Life at steak my friend 
Hope I made ammends 
N if I didn’t one second I’ll just correct my pen 

Open ended questions go directions unplanned for
They putting up a pay wall hoping we play more 
music all I came for same story 
Heard it many times well you could’ve fooled me
I guess different ghosts for different folks 
I know people snorting all they problems up their nose 
I know people filling up a needle up with stress
Collapse a few veins but they still inject 

Fresh coat of a paint n a new blank canvass
Fresh to death smoking something Spanish 
Mama always told me better mind ya manners 
N I was always acting like I had some answers 

Fresh coat of a paint n a new blank canvass
Fresh to death smoking something Spanish 
Mama always told me better mind ya manners 
N I was always acting like I had some answers

Fresh Coat ft. KingO (prod. DMF x KingO)

https://youtu.be/QCR0Qya4x1s?si=hpm73RzEq31nc2uw
Hey people! Back with the last track of 2023.
Later than planned. And 1 more for album .
Coming early new year. This is 126 Bpm.
Deep, progressive house vibes on this.
Thanks for listening. Feedback & all.
New music, videos coming soon.
All the best for 2024 Amigos!
Uploaded 31/12/2023.

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he wished everything would fade away.

reversed bass and drums by https://soundcloud.com/five-extra-arms

and he wanted to pay (slowed+reverb)

Texte Français et Google Translate

CROYONS EN NOUS

Un peu de sens bien réaliste
Quand on y pense, tout çà existe
Cacher ses maux, ne pas les vivre
Regarder haut  çà nous enivre.
Un peu d’amour, rien qu’une larme
Se faire des jours posant les âmes
Seront t’ils beaux, fera t’il sombre ?
Dans chaque haut, il y’a une ombre.
Un peu d’argent juste ce qu’il faut
C’est indécent d’en avoir trop
Les coins de rue montrent la misère
Des homme perdus sans rien y faire.

Croyons en nous, croyons-y fort
Voyons le bout, et puis d'abord
Restons debout, au mauvais sorts
Pas à genoux, une fois encore.
Dans un mal fou prenant nos corps
Prendre des coups sans avoir tord
Pensons à nous une fois encore.
Un point c'est tout et puis alors.

Un peu de rêve, des brins d’espoirs
Que rien n’achève pour mieux y croire
De l’utopie plus que raison
Entendre oui plutôt que non.
Un peu de chance, des coups de pot
Quand çà avance sont jamais trop
Un p'tit bonheur c'est bon à prendre
Et le meilleur c'est beau à rendre.
Un peu d'oubli sur l'importance
Prendre la vie comme elle avance
A chaque trou il faut remplir
Et jusqu’au bout bien se le dire.

Croyons en nous...

LET'S BELIEVE IN OURSELVES

A bit of realistic meaning
When you think about it, it all exists
Hide your pain, don't live with it
Looking up high intoxicates us.
A little love, just a tear
Have days resting the souls
Will they be beautiful, will it be dark?
In every top, there is a shadow.
A little money just enough
It's indecent to have too much
Street corners show misery
Men lost without doing anything about it.

Let's believe in ourselves, let's believe in ourselves
Let's see the end, and then first
Let's stay standing, bad luck
Not on your knees, again.
In a crazy evil taking over our bodies
Take blows without being wrong
Let us think of ourselves once again.
Period, that's all, so what.

A little dream, a bit of hope
That nothing ends to better believe it
Utopia more than reason
Hear yes rather than no.
A little luck, pot shots
When things progress, there are never too many
A little happiness is good to take
And the best part is beautiful.
A little forgetting about the importance
Take life as it goes
Each hole must be filled
And until the end, say it to yourself.

Let's believe in ourselves...

A little peace would be good
But we don't know what tomorrow is
A white flag slung over one shoulder
By slandering all the troubles.
A little emotion, which takes to the heart
Heat the cold for the best
Can do good in the spirit
Because for everyone nothing is written.

Let's believe in ourselves, let's believe in ourselves

CROYONS EN NOUS

(Duh) Obviously!

Watch the video on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J9zWAGy6ncI
Written and produced by She's Excited!
Programming, vocals and lyrics by Anne Wichmann
Guitar & field recordings by Gene Chaban
Cover credits: Photo by Konstantin Onishchenko, Art by katiamess

Bleeding stars light up the sky
Prodigies and beasts are bidding their good-bye
And I see the rising of the hollow signs of doubt
Want to believe, want to believe
There’s love beneath

So I close my eyes
And I say to myself:
“Love, you know how to stabilize.”
And I unfold my mind:
“There’s no heaven, there’s no hell, love
There’s no fortunes left to tell.”

Oh, I’ll be eating up the sorrows
I’ll turn the frowns around
Hope to see the growing signs of doubt just going down

So I close my eyes
And I say to myself:
“Love, you know how to stabilize.”
And I unfold my mind:
“Quit the stories and get well, love
There’s no fortunes left to tell.”

We all live complicated lives
And we all sometimes just want to hide
So many fates in the high-rise
They’re unknown, un-shown, hand-sewn, full-blown and grown

Bleeding stars light up the skies
Prodigies and beasts are bidding their good-bye
And I see the rising of the hollow signs of doubt
Want to believe, want to believe
There’s love beneath

Moments Of Sonder

Celebrity Parade

FELLPEEPZ FRIDAY IS BACK. Another H.Gee Remix!

Check out H.Gee! https://soundcloud.com/h-gee?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

FELLPEEPZ - Cheers!!!! (H.Gee Remix)

Modes About Me - Until I Get Better (Prod. LoewFii)

Music: Composed, written, and performed by
LoewFii
https://www.youtube.com/@loewfii5674

Lyrics: Written and performed by Modes About Me "Mark David McClellan"

Until I Get Better (Prod. LoewFii)

A sentimental country-ish ballad with a big sad finish.
Dedicated to anyone suffering from memory loss. Thanks for listening.
Lyrics:
I can still remember
Felicia in December
Outside in the cold
Smoking Swisher Sweet Cigarettes
But she would always forget
If you're gonna inhale that shit
You know she always got sick
She'd chewed down the tip

It's like I told you on the phone
My mind is not all my own
All my memories are dissolving
Our nights in Arroyo Park
Out feeling that spark
That Datsun that would never start
My bad Cure haircut (disaster!)
My heart was beating faster
A sketch of a love scene
Painted behind
A gothic old master

I was selfish with my time
And now I seem to lead my life
Conducting orchestras in my mind
Oh, I don't know how this sounds
But sometimes I listen to the ground
To hear and feel the rumblings
I think that you're coming around

All my memories are dissolving
Soon, I'll have no memories of this world
I'll have no memories of this world
So let's go out tonight
And shoot out the lights!
Let's break our hearts tonight
I'll have no memories of this world

I wanted to drop you this line
To thank you for the time
And thank you for being in my life
Thank you for being my life

Let's Break Our Hearts Tonight

Cast of Characters:
mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark--sax (VST), organ, tremolo guitar chords (synth), harmonica, composition, production
Mysterious Decibel--@themysteriousdecibel --MD—lyrics and primary vocals

TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– second electric guitar solo, production, and mix

J.J. Terrell–@j-j-terrell –piano and electric piano

K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums and percussion

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –-four string fretless bass, first electric guitar solo, rhythm guitar comping 



This is a song started when Mark came up with its architecture, recorded in a  slower, more laid back version on his own. However, he wanted a more souped up version with solos in turns. So, he turned to The Eclectic Collective to fill in the pieces. He originally had solos in all the parts which he laid down on the keys, and he had some lyrics, too. However, once he heard The Mysterious Decibel's excellent lyrics and vocals, the song totally changed the direction and the vibe, for the stellar. 

  But MD didn't start the whole thing. As happens sometimes, even without Tez on this one, we still needed to clear out some space to let everyone have their say. So, Mark went in and lengthened the song mechanically. Once we had a final form, Ken, as always, came up with the foundation for the song, allowing Josh to add his version of Mark's bass line. Then, after MD gave us the vocals to form the song, we got down to adding the solos. JJ first added his thrilling opening piano solo, as well as the electric piano solo right after the first verse, which Mark is also playing a VST sax solo in, as well. Then Josh added his guitar solo, which is the first of the two, with a very clean tone. Right after that, Stephen added his fiery solo, which follows right after with a more overdriven tone. Finally, Mark stepped back in and added his killer harp solo at the end. Of course, it needed to be mixed well, too, so we turned to Stephen for that important role, once again, which he fulfilled expertly.  We hope you enjoy this jazzier side of the EC as much as we enjoyed making it. MD's lyrics are about a psycho killer artist who hides clued to his murders in his paintings. 

Original Lyrics by The Mysterious Decibel:

Some might say he's crafty and planned.

With a shade of black and a brush in his hand
Some might say the world is his oyster
But no Pearl lays inside just a conjuring blur

He'll paint you a murderous scene
With the blending of  sin all between pigments of green
He's a shady fella Who hides behind the canvas!
I spy something with my little eye
This art might show just where he died

Will you find it?
The secret
Some freak shit
are you so sure you'll really wanna Keep it ?
The secret
Are you so sure you'll really wanna keep it?
Ahhh a little secret
Are you so sure you'll really wanna keep it?
It'll haunt your mind like it does him too
He's a swifty one he'll come for you!
The secret
The secret
The secret
Are you so sure you'll really wanna keep it?

I spy something with my little eye
This art might show just where he died

His art might show
might show
might show
just where he died

the Eclectic Collective x The Mysterious Decibel - A Brush With Death

I reached out to my good friend Jean LeJeune to throw down some extra keys and percussion in the mix and man he did not disappoint!, so grab a stack of napkins plus some towelettes kids cuz this that extra Greazy shit!

Greazy-(Collaboration with Jean LeJeune)

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Greazy Parade: 21 home cooked tracks from the SoundCloud community

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