More 2021 unreleased by Miriam. Alternative R&B for my soul lovers.

LOVE SOLDIER

a moody guitar melody with a nice rnb style beat drop and ambient vocals

say whats on your mind

☕ "No Need For Coffee" – Barri B

The perfect way to start the day—with nothing but passion in the air. "No Need For Coffee" is an intimate R&B masterpiece that explores the irresistible pull of morning love. She’s had a taste of it, and now she craves more. The energy, the chemistry, and the undeniable connection set the tone as I’m ready to give her everything she needs.

With smooth, sultry vocals layered over a Trap Soul-inspired beat, this record captures the raw, unfiltered desire of those private moments when words aren’t enough.

🔥 What to Expect:

Seductive storytelling that dives deep into morning intimacy.
A vibe that’s both sensual and empowering, making it perfect for your bedroom playlist.
The kind of energy that will have you hitting repeat.
This is more than just a song—it’s an experience. Let the music take you there.

Press play and let’s make mornings unforgettable.

No Need For Coffee

i tried

i205 (Knott Files Vol 2)

morning buzz

You know sometimes i dont really feel i can do this shit anymore

its like whenever i see you in front of me

and i didnt plan on meeting you

you always fuck up my day

and i always feel like its just stupid

and im trying to get over you

but i keep thinking about you ever single other day

that i stop trying to think about you

and its fucking stupid

im not trying to get back to love

but i just keep doing it

in your sky-line

what you feel and know and

dont go dont hide

its a part of life

its a part of life

whatchu want to get from us?

whatchu want to know in love?

whatchu want to get from us?

what you know and love

what you holding on?

what you growing up?

what you holding on to??

what you love and hold on to?

dont go dont hide

its a part of life

whatchu want to get from earth?

whatchu want to get

innn all of it

from a dove 

know it all

know it does

know it all

know its a-bove


in your skyyyylineeee

and you grow its a part of your lifeeee

whathcu want to get back from it?

whacthu want to get back from it?

its all hard to see in love

its all hard to bring it up

youll reach skyline goals

i can see the goal

skyline

skyline i go

oh oh 

in my skyline

SKY-LINE (SZA KITCHEN FLIP)

Deceiver

it’s feelin’ different

érotomanie

“Ina Jo” is a nostalgic hymn to the fire that raised us — the crackle of cassette tapes, the pulse of Brenda Fassie under mango trees, and the sacred basslines of Fela, Makeba, and King Sunny Adé. Caeli August channels a generation’s longing for raw, analogue soul in a digital age obsessed with speed and trends.
A love letter to the old school, “Ina Jo” moves between groove and memory — echoing spirituality, vinyl scratches, and rhythms that burn slow and deep. No algorithms. Just static, soul, and sonic truth.
Retro Afro-soul warmth meets analogue textures in this uplifting, urgent ~86 BPM track. Afro-electronic rhythms fuse with synth bass, live percussion, and chopped vocal samples. Cinematic R&B strings and lush keys build a sense of tension and resolve. Protest-pop hooks burst open through processed group chants, while intricate layering and pulsing beats energize throughout — culminating in a haunting synth coda that lingers long after the fire fades.


🔥 No likes. No feeds. Just the fire that made us. 🔥

Title: Ina jo  
Performed by Caeli August | Written by Aime Pandi Bapaga | Produced by NuVox

[Intro]
(Mmm-mmm, yeah...)
I don't want no updates
Don't need a new sound wave
NuVox, Ina jo - ina jo.

[Verse 1]
I don't want new music,
Just the old school on the radio.
Dial it up on my stereo,
Find my favourite show.
Brenda Fassie’s voice sweet like honey,
Playing back to memory I know.
Cadet skirt, skipping - dancing solo
Under mango trees, sweet like a carol.

[Pre-Chorus]
I want the noise, but no feeds,
Wind back my deepest needs.
Analogue bassline setting me free,
Give me tapes, not MP3s.

[Chorus]
I don’t want no algorithms,
Just the static and the rhythm.
Cassette winding like a prayer,
Fela Kuti singing in the air.
No new beats can take me higher,
Than a crackle on the wire.
I just want the old school,
That old school fire.

[Echoed Choir]
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Tire-tire-tire yeah,
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Tire-tire-tire yeah.

[Verse 2]
Skip the shuffle, skip the trends,
Give me soul that never ends.
Let Mama’s spirit echo in my tone,
Vinyl scratches feel like home.
Cadet blues and golden frames,
Each song recalls an old flame,
How I danced barefoot back in time,
To Mirriam Makeba sacred rhyme.

[Pre-Chorus]
No more clicks, no filtered scenes,
Just the raw and in-between.
Let the echo carry me
Where the music used to be.

[Chorus]
I don’t want no algorithms,
Just the static and the rhythm.
Cassette winding like a prayer,
King Sunny Ade humming in the air.
No new beats can take me higher,
Than a crackle on the wire.
I just want the old school,
That old school fire.

[Echoed Choir]
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Tire-tire-tire yeah,
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Tire-tire-tire yeah.

[Bridge]
There’s magic in the chorus of a world that moved too slow...
No likes, no streams — just stereo.
Rewind me there. Don’t let it go.

[Final Chorus – variation]
I don’t want no fast connection,
I want rhythm with reflection.
Let the needle kiss the groove,
That's the only way I move.
No fresh drops can touch the choir
That raised me through the amplifier.
I just want the old school,
That old school fire...

[Outro - Echoed Choir]
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Moto wa zamani,
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Ina jo, ina jo,
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Moto wa zamani,
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Ina jo, ina jo,
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Moto wa zamani,
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Ina jo, ina jo,
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Moto wa zamani,
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Ina jo, ina jo,


say whats on your mind

Prod.Dvmivn