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The mirror

I love this song ... so when i decided to make a cover i couldn't imagine any other song than this one... it's an extremely challenging song ... so i hope it's appreciated :)

Rap God (Eminem Cover)

A sound rooted in the unseen ⟡
where silence, soul, and fire move as one.

A memory carried in vibration.
Flickers in the dark, signals rising.

This is ritual.
This is BLACK FREQUENCY.

Black Frequency

Sell your toilet.
Jesus waves.
Jesus is surging.
Jesus is trembling.

Sell your toilet. Jesus Waves.

Echoes of Us

When your past mistakes continue to haunt and you can’t seem to catch a break

Soft Sand through a Sieve

vanishing

This song was partially written in the late 1990's then a third verse was added recently to complete the song. Music created using Band In A Box. Vocals recorded 9-5-25

Broken Heart In June

L'hiver à Loconville évoque un fait divers qui rappelle que se fier aux apparences n'est pas judicieux.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0-HNdYiXlOE

L'hiver à Loconville

[Intro]
Yeah…
Stumbled out my kitchen like it’s some cathedral,
Half-eaten cereal sittin’ like a sequel.
Phone screen cracked, but it still show me love,
Feels like the universe laugh when I look above.

[Verse 1]
I got a shoebox full of dreams under my bed,
Rent late again but I’m rich in my head.
Neighbors knockin’, say the music too loud,
But it’s therapy, baby, I’m drownin’ in the sound.
Couple empty bottles like trophies on the shelf,
Talkin’ to my past like it still knows itself.
Life’s a sitcom, I just play the fool,
Laughin’ at the mirror ‘cause it’s breakin’ all the rules.

[Chorus]
Oooooh, I’ve been fallin’ through the night,
Oooooh, tryna make the wrongs feel right.
Oooooh, got my demons in the rearview,
But I’m still ridin’, yeah, I’m still ridin

[Verse 2]
I left my notebook in the laundromat,
Now my rhymes smell fresh, can you top that?
Bus driver winked when I missed my stop,
Guess even the universe knows I can’t cope.
I got burnt toast with a side of hope,
Tryna tie these loose ends with a frayin’ rope.
But it’s funny, ain’t it? How the chaos sings,
I’m a queen with a gold crown from Burger King.

[Chorus]

Oooooh, I’ve been fallin’ through the night,
Oooooh, tryna make the wrongs feel right.
Oooooh, got my demons in the rearview,
But I’m still ridin’, yeah, I’m still ridin’.

[Bridge]

Tell my landlord I paid in laughter,
Tell my past self “happily ever after.”
World’s on fire, but I found me a match,
Light another verse, let the smoke detach.

[Final Chorus]

Oooooh, I’ve been fallin’ through the night,
Oooooh, tryna make the wrongs feel right.
Oooooh, got my demons in the rearview,
But I’m still ridin’, yeah, I’m still ridin’.

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R.Ranger

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