Drink My Wne

So Good

Little Angel

I can’t remember just when it happened, all I know is it did.
Next thing you know, I am deep in love, but I didn’t fall, I slid.
Nobody pushed me, I didn’t struggle, no magic potion to drink
I can’t remember just when it happened, call it a nod and wink.

There was no rational explanation, there was no scheme or plan.
Once I got moving in your direction I didn’t walk, I ran.
And suddenly my whole world is changing. I still don’t know what I did.
It all happened before I knew it. I didn't fall, I slid, and I’m sliding now.

Some say love is a roller coaster, taking you both for a ride.
But I say love is no roller coaster, I say it’s a slip and slide.
Some will tell you that love is easy. Some have never tried.
When that path gets nice and greasy, you know you’re gonna slide.
You know you’re gonna slide.

One day you’re gonna tell your story; how love conquered you.
Then comes the obligatory passionate overview.
In all of your recollection that you never hid.
I know if you’re being honest, you never fell, you slid. And you’re sliding now.

Some say love is a roller coaster, taking you both for a ride.
But I say love is no roller coaster, I say it’s a slip and slide.
Some will tell you that love is easy. Some have never tried.
When that path gets nice and greasy, you know you’re gonna slide.
You know you’re gonna slide.

I Didn’t Fall (I Slid)

Written By: Michael Conover

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I got cheese and dope, ready to explode!
I need more gimme the mic 
Let it rip, shut it down 

You talkin' trash? Man, your whole style make me sick 
Tried to step up, thought they had a lane 
(What? What?)

All you rappers think your special, when you doing the same 
My tracks hit harder, cuttin' through the pain (Coo-Coo)

Used to beg for minutes, now I own the clock 
One night with me, that pussy gon’ pop
(What? What?)

Shut it down! Yeah, the whole damn show!
Ain't no second chances, nowhere left to go! 
I'm the last one standing, you already know
Yuh 
Yuh

Cheese And Dope

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TRACKLIST:

[INTRO] Ritornello - Carbono @ritornello_music
J.L.F. Music - Sound @jlf-235808227
Moulod - Kitsune @moulod
Gusss - I Know🔥 @kidsips
***CHART RUNDOWN***
Liam Kaan - Forever in Love @liamkaan
DJ Manjit - Fragmented @dj-manjit
Northway - GIANTS @northway-2
***INTERVIEW WITH JU-LION THE VOICE***
Jusme Da One - Call Me @jusmedaone
Ju-Lion The Voice - TRAPPED NO MORE @julionthevoice
✪Yeos HaZeus☆💔 - BE FREE @yeos-hazeus
Matteus, J. Park- And Ya Don't (Radio Edit) @mattteuss

Re-Ex Podcast Episode 102: with Ju-Lion The Voice

Fool's game

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

Introduction in English:

People often tell me that when they are with a loved one who is about to die, they feel particularly close to them. 
Sometimes, in such moments, the history of their relationship flashes before their eyes. 
Some report reaching a deeper peace with the person in question shortly before their death. Often, the dying say things they have never been able to say in their lifetime. For example, a father who, shortly before his death, is able to tell his daughter for the first and only time that he has always loved her.
Many of those left behind tell me that they did not want to let the dying person go, but that they somehow realized that they had to let go of their loved one so that they could pass away as peacefully as possible; that they could not “die with them,” but had to continue living alone. 
And it is not uncommon for those who are approaching death to tell their accompanying relatives that they should continue to live well and in peace.
All of these stories inspired me to write the song “Mourir (Dying).” And as always, for such fundamental existential experiences, I choose the language that best expresses these radical moments of transition: French.


Lyrics (for those, who don`t speak French)

Dying

I watched over your bed 
Sat here with you night after night

Your breathing is very laboured
And it's been a long time
Since I spoke to you

The cancer has destroyed you 
You lie there, powerless and limp

You've lost the fight 
No, you won't be reborn

The thread of your life is increasibly breaking

Your gaze is so empty
Come on, please look at me again 

One last time
Don't go yet
Come on, turn around one last time.

Your heart is beating so weakly
So stay awake a little longer

I'm really letting you go
But let us look at each other once more
A farewell glance before you pass over

It's already too late
I'm saying a prayer for you.

So go in peace
Without pain

Forever my great Love

Französischer Text

Mourir

J'ai veillé à ton chevet
Je suis restée avec toi nuit après nuit
Ta respiration est tres difficile
Et cela fait tres longtemps
que je t'ai parlé

Le cancer t'a emporté
tu es là, sans force et sans vigueur
Tu as perdu la bataille 
non, tu ne renaîtras pas
Le fil de ta vie se rompt de plus en plus

Ton regard est si vide
Viens regarder encore une fois
Une dernière fois
Ne pars pas encore
Tourne-toi encore une fois

Ton cœur ne bat plus que très faiblement
Mais reste encore un peu éveillé

Je vais vraiment te laisser partir
Mais regarde-moi encore une dernière fois
Un regard d'adieu avant la transition

Il est déjà trop tard
je fais une prière pour toi

alors va en paix, libre de toute douleur
Pour toujours mon grand amour

Mourir (Dying)

In the early morning hours, long before the sun will rise,
I’m thinking ‘bout that sun and how it sparkles in her eyes.
When it finally breaks the darkness, like a dog hangs on a bone,
I am thinking ‘bout that evening sun, and how it leads me home.
And unless I know you’re waiting at that door, that sun’ll shine no more.

As the midday sun is beating down, my mind is set on you,
And thinking how it filters down and does what sun rays do.
And these memories are enough to keep me going till the clock
When I finally hear that whistle blow and know it’s time to stop.
I can hear the whistle blowing in my mind – it’s finally time.

Time has not been my best friend.
Time is just like money, when you’ve got no time to spend.
Tried to break it, wouldn’t bend.
I’d save all my time for you if I knew just where it went.

Out here on the freeway, the sun is at my back.
You’re standing at the open door and I’ll be keeping track.
Tomorrow is another day, just like the one before.
But until it’s here I know that we’re gonna love some more.
I can hear the music playin’ sweet and low – here we go.

Time has not been my best friend.
Time is just like money, when you’ve got no time to spend.
Tried to break it, wouldn’t bend.
I’d save all my time for you if I knew just where it went.

Time

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bRAgadino - wicked

Retired the beginning of 2023. Been writing music seriously for about six years. Thanks for listening - and sharing!

I Didn’t Fall (I Slid)

Scott Orr

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