to Gaza with love

Our HUMANITY must end the GENOCIDE

if these words reach you is dedicated to the journalists of Gaza - the men and women who carried cameras and microphones into the fire so the world would not look away.

This song takes its name from the last words of Anas al-Sharif, who wrote: “If these words reach you, know that Israel has succeeded in killing me and silencing my voice. Do not forget Gaza. And do not forget me in your prayers.”

I am broken yet determined sharing this track. It’s more than music - it’s a memorial, a vow, and a cry of resistance. Their voices live on in every verse, every note, every breath.

May this song hold space for their courage, their sacrifice, and their truth.

May we never forget Gaza. May we never forget them.

if these words reach you | Anas al-Sharif

Say Her Name is a song born out of heartbreak and love. It carries the memory of Hind Rajab, the 5-year-old girl from Gaza whose last words - “I’m so scared, please come” - still echo across the world. Hind’s voice was silenced, but her courage refuses to fade.

I made this song with my daughters, Qaylah and Aisha. We recorded it with heavy hearts, but also with hope - hope that by singing Hind’s name, by saying it out loud, we keep her story alive. This is our way of standing with her, of promising that she will not be forgotten.

This track is more than music for us. It’s a prayer. It’s grief and resistance woven into rhythm. It’s a father and his daughters refusing to let the world look away.

Say her name. Remember Hind. Remember every child.

SAY HER NAME

"I loved you once, won't do it twice."

https://johnsummit.lnk.to/crystallized

John Summit - crystallized (ft. Inéz)

“Where’s the Mercy?” is a song born from heartbreak, witnessing the relentless bombings in Gaza and the lives torn apart. It carries the voices of children, mothers, fathers - the innocent who pay the price of a war they never chose.

This track blends melodic rap with haunting trap beats and a raw emotional hook, asking the question the world refuses to answer: Where is the mercy when babies lose their limbs, when families bury their loved ones, when peace talks turn to ashes?

It’s not just a song, it’s a cry for justice, a prayer for peace, and a reminder of our shared humanity.

If this song moves you, share it. Let their voices be heard.

Our HUMANITY must end the GENOCIDE.

where’s the mercy?

we believe in love (history of a homeland) is a Middle Eastern folk–hip hop fusion that journeys through the history of Palestine - from the 1917 Balfour Declaration, the Nakba of 1948, the 1967 occupation, Oslo, the Gaza blockade, and now the UN’s declaration of genocide in 2025.

Blending oud, darbuka, and Palestinian folk melodies with the storytelling flow of late 1970s/80s, this track bears witness to more than a century of struggle while lifting up the voices of resilience and sumud.

Habibi, Habibti - this is a love song for a people and a land.

Through devastation, exile, and resistance, one truth remains:
We believe in love.

#Palestine #HipHop #Folk #WeBelieveInLove #Sumud #Resistance #Freedom

we believe in love (history of a homeland)

“waves don’t bow” is more than a rap - it’s an anthem for resistance. I wrote these lyrics in response to the ongoing blockade of Gaza, the Sumud Flotilla being intercepted at sea, and the deeply flawed proposals to place Gaza under foreign “boards” of control.

This song carries the voices of those who march in Berlin, Cape Town, Rome, Sydney, and beyond - a reminder that the tide of people power cannot be stopped by walls, drones, or signatures on paper.

Every verse was written to document this moment in history: the courage of activists on the water, the injustice of political deals written without the people, and the global chants that rise louder than bombs.

The hook - “Waves don’t bow, we rise, we climb” - is a declaration that even against overwhelming force, the will for freedom and justice moves like the ocean: unstoppable, infinite, eternal.

- This is my contribution to the soundtrack of solidarity.
- May it echo across the seas.

#WavesDontBow #ForGaza #AnthemRap #MusicForJustice #Sumud

waves don't bow

one more dance is a love letter to the moments we never want to end.

It’s that last song before sunrise when the crowd softens, the lights fade, and connection becomes rhythm. Amapiano at its most human: deep, tender, and timeless.

The track lives between nostalgia and freedom where movement says what words can’t. It’s not just about dancing; it’s about holding on a little longer before the night lets go.

Every beat is a heartbeat, every breath a memory - one more dance before the light.

one more dance

Built From Nothing is the sound of resistance - the voice that rises when the world expects silence.

It was born from hunger, frustration, and the fire that comes from having to earn every inch of ground you stand on. This isn’t just a track - it’s an autobiography in rhythm.

Every bar carries the weight of long nights, every drop echoes the grind that forged the man. It’s trap and Amapiano colliding - hard edges with African heartbeat, anger with elevation.

The song is about those who were counted out, dismissed, and underestimated - the ones who built empires from dust and dreams.

Built From Nothing is proof that greatness doesn’t come from comfort. It comes from pain, from patience, and from the will to rise again and again - until the world has no choice but to listen.

Built from Nothing

I am a Cape Town based artist creating where faith and fury meet, where heartbreak finds defiance.

My sound blends Amapiano, Afro house, and cinematic electronic energy to tell stories of loss, resistance, and renewal.

Each song is my reaction to a world on fire, a mix of prayer, protest, and raw emotion.

From Marches Across the World to Faith Falls and Nothing Left to Break, I turn exhaustion into defiance and rage into rhythm.

Every beat carries memory, every lyric challenges silence.

Through both sound and photography, I try to document humanity in its most fragile form - powerful, broken, and still reaching for light.

My art is not entertainment; it is evidence.
It is rhythm as remembrance and the sound of a man who still feels deeply, even when faith falls.

waves don't bow

quaniet richards

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