This is my newest production, a collection of nostalgic sounds and instruments ranging from electric keys to different kinds of synths and pads, I use a thumping hip hop drum loop and some melodic bass. 

Goes Out To The Best

Love is...

Exotic Temptations Sounds is a journey into a world of luxury, eros, and nocturnal elegance. Inspired by the fusion of trap, EDM, and cinematic orchestration, this album blends Arabic–Spanish melodies, lush rhythms, and sensual textures into a soundscape built for yachts, rooftop clubs, and desert palaces. Each track is a celebration of opulence, passion, and temptation, crafted for those who move between shadows and spotlight.

Hotel Room

blink.blink

Vocals: @thietabeats, @eskimoebeats & @fatmoneyking
Backing Vocals: @fatmoneyking
Production, Mixing & Mastering: @eskimoebeats
Artwork: @lui_gds

Since You ft. Thieta & Slimbroke

Vocals // Akemi Fox
Production // Matteo Rawlinson

disposable

Written by myself and @hanahanah

Produced by @typol

Artwork by George Marlon @gorznet

Breaking Roofs ft. HANAH (Produced by Typol)

real quick mix of FF by kiran kai
jus liked it

FF 2

Produced by Purple Cloud
Written by Nathan Graham / Samuel Joseph
Mixed by Joe Hirst - https://www.42peaks.co.uk/joe-hirst
Mastered by Shawn Joseph at Optimum Mastering

Stream the track: https://nattywylah.ffm.to/cinders

Follow Natty Wylah: https://linktr.ee/nattywylah

Lyrics

so how the story goes (lemme find the page)
how the story goes.
come a lil closer... and listen.
it goes a little something like this.
make sure you check behind you (make sure you check behind you)
because the forest doesn't sleep. ('cos the forest doesn't sleep)
crackling, twigs, neck snapping and things
you know the forest doesn't sleep.
they nod their heads to the beat.
(so lemme tell you how it goes...)

feel the decay in my vertebrae
charge my dreams in these moonrays
well i ain't slept for a few days
health is priority, life is reality
another night spent dulling pains by the gallons she
acts like she's smitten tickles skin with the talons bleed
lust for this sultry eyed siren
shame it aint love it's just desiring
yeah that's shits tiring like sisyphus 
rolling up the boulder while im climbing
still jack and jill tumbling fates' cards fumbling
52, picking up the piece my past lumbered me with
my tongue stumbled and slipped like Freuds' whisperings
still im more Jungian;
battle with my Anima and Animus Im shushing them.
raggo man'a'mashing like an animal in bush and then
sparking up the tushunpeng
on a bed of violets - I'm lying with my eyes slit
tired blow the kiss to your violence.

Welcome to the Spiral, looking there behind you.
nothings there, just here.
Spirits in the cinders, see the sirens yeah
 there smiling with their eyes on you.
Prophets mumbling dishonesty.
crackles from the embers leave an amber glow.
Cicadas yeah they follow me, these bastards tryna bother me
got nothing but this fire and smoke!

war with a rainstorm caught in this maelstrom
voices in the tandem probably maybes what i tell them
picking them at random spin the arrow what it lands on then ill trail on
setting sail from out the alcove
long days and dark nights what I count on
and through the depths the light beckons from the mountains
poseidons light beacons, fountains underneath us
feel aquatic and anaesthetised, fighting for me feeling,
kneeling, numb between my feet and thighs
Compass glass splintered as it meets me eyes -
shit im needing guidance.
 tide licks, shudder, boat rocking side to side
and in my mind yeah i think it's where the ride ends.
seagulls cry, hope through my closed eyes
a wave like a golem's hand smashing through the boats side.
ropes fly - lashing like the 9 tails, 
drag my under down like the nose diving crow flies, 
tangling my limbs now. shit i might as well just swim down, 
great deluge relinquishing our sins.
thinking all these things, either sinking or you'll swim
but fate has handed me the dot so time to flow round!

Welcome to the Spiral, looking there behind you.
nothings there, just here.
Spirits in the cinders, see the sirens yeah
 there smiling with their eyes on you.
Prophets mumbling dishonesty.
crackles from the embers leave an amber glow.
Cicadas yeah they follow me, these bastards tryna bother me
got nothing but this fire and smoke!

Cinders

CINDERS (prod. Purple Cloud)

Hiroshi Hours

For enquires/ leasing message me on soundcloud, or email me at sasafromnorth@gmail.com

Hiroshi Hours

Sasa from North

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