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Sam and Steve take a trip to The Owl House to talk about one of the best spooky shows to be ended before its time.

Episode 54 - The Owl House

CW. Artax. 
Sam and Steve tackle the Trauma that ruined the childhoods of many 80's kids and we revisit the epic tale of The Neverending Story.

Episode 56 - The Neverending Story

Its spooky season again, so Sam and Steve do their annual watch of some classic Halloween TV Specials.

Episode 60 - Halloween Special 2024

Nick Halkes is a legendary figure in the dance music world. His achievements are numerous, including co-founding the iconic XL Recordings, creating the rave anthem The Bouncer, founding the world-renowned Positiva Records, and managing Liam Howlett of The Prodigy — among many others. This conversation went deep, offering incredible insight into what it takes to build a long-term career in the industry and the many cultural and musical revolutions Nick has witnessed along the way.

THIS IS CLIQUES. - EP24 - NICK HALKES - CO-FOUNDER XL RECORDINGS, POSITIVA RECORDS - ARTIST MANAGER - LIAM HOWLETT - THE PRODIGY - BAD COMPANY UK

Why be great when you can be LEGENDARY!! 
New freestyle by Chris Fields 

Prod. by Ezreaux Damari

Visit cdotfields.com for more content & music!

Legendary (Freestyle)

“Kodex” Out Now
Producer,Mix,Cover : Rnsoul
Sponsor : Dripstyleplug
Label : Thepersiancartel
Available On : All Platforms

( Chorus 1 ) :

دس چپمه یدونه Rolex
رو سر کیرم یدونه Kodex
شبارو Bad B میاد با یه فولکس
زندگیم نرمال پیش میره شلکس

دس چپمه یدونه Rolex
رو سر کیرم یدونه Kodex
شبارو Bad B میاد با یه فولکس
زندگیم نرمال پیش میره شلکس

( Verse 1 ) :

کارو بستم بگیری یه کام
پخش تو تهران همه جا صدام
باس بخوری یکمی فشار
بهتره وایسی یه گوشه کنار
شبا دس چپ بزنین کمتر
بگیرم یه جایی زیرتون فندک
خلافی نداشتی بودی دم دفتر
با اسمم همه جا میزنن Hashtag 
‏Rude Boy بهتره نگردی دنبالم
چون راحته برینم بهتون
دیگه Opp نمیکنم معطل
چون Ching میکنم توی سه سوت
این شبارو میرم من تکی
تو این بازیم زیاده رقیب
حتی ۷ تایی نمیشین حریف
شما دعواتون نداره تعریف

( Chorus 2 ) :

دس چپمه یدونه Rolex
رو سر کیرم یدونه Kodex
شبارو Bad B میاد با یه فولکس
زندگیم نرمال پیش میره شلکس

دس چپمه یدونه Rolex
رو سر کیرم یدونه Kodex
شبارو Bad B میاد با یه فولکس
زندگیم نرمال پیش میره شلکس

( Verse 2 ) :

زندگیم نابه نیستم Poker
نیستی ماله این کار بهت میگم صوبر
هزار تا رو داری عینهو Joker
واسه Act هات باس بدن Nobel
داره حس میشه فرقم از قبل
همه جا وایرال شدم مث لفظم
چند سال بعدمو من از الان بستم
من واسه Final مابقی حذفن
داشی قدرت ها دیگه به پوله پوله
خشابا پره از گوله گوله
هرچی دافه دیگه رومه رومه
دوربینا دورمون زومه زومه
‏Attack بزنم میزنی Defence 
وایسادم حمله میکنم پرس
میگن که پیش برو به هدف برس
تو‌ راهم شکوندم هرچی بود طلسم

( Chorus 3 ) :

دس چپمه یدونه Rolex
رو سر کیرم یدونه Kodex
شبارو Bad B میاد با یه فولکس
زندگیم نرمال پیش میره شلکس

دس چپمه یدونه Rolex
رو سر کیرم یدونه Kodex
شبارو Bad B میاد با یه فولکس
زندگیم نرمال پیش میره شلکس

Kodex

dead presidents w/ lando prod. tenshi + whoaaloa

بخند ت هربار بخند
بخندی راحته دلم
بخند به غم هات بخند
بخند همیشه خوشگلم
نبینم امسال خیلی ناراحتی (نه)
پایین میاد بدتو بگه فکی

روی دوتا چشام هرچی بگی
خوشگل تر از ت تو دنیا ک نی
بگو بم علاقه داری ت ب چی
ـیBitchگوش نده ب حسودیه هر

بیبی نی نه
خوشگل تری نی نه
ببین نی نه
رویایی تر نی نه
بیا پیشم تو باشی هیچی نی کم
نگی میرم ک من تنها می میرم

کجام من، نگاهم از
تو بردارم، هیچی ندارم
کلی حرف دارم، با اون لبامن
میشه دستام سرد از تورو نداشتن

بخند ت هربار بخند
بخندی راحته دلم
بخند به غم هات بخند
بخند همیشه خوشگلم
نبینم امسال خیلی ناراحتی (نه)
پایین میاد بدتو بگه فکی

این کادو منه بهت
Yes هنو منو داری
تو تاریکیه شبا تنها نیستی اصلا بیب
تو شبه خودت ستاره‌ای تو آسمونه
همه این خاطراته بزار پیشت بمونه
Yeah
ن نذار بره
اون شبا ا یاد، حرف میزدیم تا صبح بشه
بهترینی ا وقتی تورو میشناسمت
خوشگل ترینی هرکی هرچی میخواد بگه






Roya

Love Bi Love

Sewer Saint (prod LOCA$TA)

(Intro)
From the dust, from the grime, from the grit of forgotten time,
From the struggle, from the pain, from the sun and the pouring rain,
Dirt and sweat, heart and soul, making broken spirits whole,
Dirt and blood, hard and true, shaping me and shaping you.
Oh, the dirt, deep within, where the true strength can begin,
Oh, the earth, cold and real, how the honest strong ones feel.
Dirt... yeah, dirt... forged from dirt...
Dirt... yeah, dirt... the real work...

(Verse 1)
When the sun beats down, muscles strain,
Through the sweat and dust, and the driving rain.
You feel it deep, in your calloused hand,
The raw, hard truth of this rugged land.
Every scar tells a tale, every ache, a cost,
Lessons learned, battles lost.
He ain't born of silk, or of silver spoon,
But the stubborn fight, 'neath the midday moon.
Yeah, the dirt it clings, to his weary face,
Leaving grit and wisdom, in its rightful place.
From the ground he rose, fire within him will burn,
Finding honest value, finding honest worth.

(Chorus)
From the dirt, yeah, the honest dirt,
Where the calloused hands really hurt.
From the dust and the grit, through the sweat and the fray,
True men are forged at the close of the day.
Oh, the earth in his blood, and the sun on his brow,
That's how real strength gets born, right here, right now.
Yeah, from the dirt, from the deep, hard ground,
That's where the heart of a true man is found.

(Verse 2)
When the world throws stones, and the spirit's low,
He digs down deeper, makes his resolve grow.
Through the silent nights, and the biting cold,
Stories of resilience, bravely unfold.
He ain't phased by glitter, or by empty show,
But the steady current, where the true rivers flow.
Yeah, the earth beneath him, a solid base,
Leaving strength and purpose, in its rightful place.
From the struggle learned, and through the trials he's been,
The hardened edges show, where the man begins.
He's a son of sweat, a brother of the rock,
Standing firm and ready, ticking like a clock.

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)
When the slick talk flows, and the easy way calls,
He's building foundations, standing tall through the squalls.
Through the doubt and the sneers, and the whispered lies,
He trusts in his hands, and the truth in his eyes.
He ain't chasing shadows, or a fleeting thrill,
But the steady rhythm, of a strong, working will.
Yeah, the dust of the field, it defines his grace,
Leaving grit and honesty, in its rightful place.
From the hard-won wisdom, and the battles fought,
Every lesson hammered, every lesson taught.
He's a son of labour, a brother of the grain,
Working 'til the twilight, through the sun and the rain.

(Chorus)

(Verse 4)
When the fancy lights fade, and the fragile things break,
He's the steady anchor, for goodness sake.
Through the deepest ruts, and the steepest climb,
He keeps on pushing, winning back lost time.
He ain't bowed by comfort, or a cushioned seat,
But the steady pounding, of his tired feet.
Yeah, the soil beneath him, a grounding force,
Leaving strength and purpose, charting out his course.
From the honest toil, and the sweat-soaked brow,
He's proving his worth, right here and now.
He's a son of hardship, a brother of the clay,
Rising with the morning, ending with the day.

(Outro)
From the dirt, yeah, the honest dirt,
Where the calloused hands still hurt.
From the dust and the grit, through the sweat and the fray,
True men are forged at the close of the day.
Oh, the dirt... yeah, the dirt...
It's where the strong men stand, it's where the work is...
From the dirt... yeah, the dirt...
Always rising... from the dirt...
The real man... from the dirt...
Yeah... the dirt...

(Chorus)

Love Bi Love

ROHI

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