Name: Making of Bops Vs. Bangers 8 by Sendjamin Franklin
Duration: 1 h 8 min 55 s
Description: I annoyingly explain my thought process behind my latest mix.

I annoyingly explain my thought process behind my latest mix.

Making of Bops Vs. Bangers 8

Ghosts In Venice

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[Chorus] 
Golden sunlight on an old dirt road, 
Footsteps echo where we used to go. 
Laughter lingers in the summer haze, 
Fading like a dream from younger days. 
Wildflowers swayed where we used to run, 
Chasing the clouds, chasing the sun. 
The radio played our favorite song, 
But time kept moving, and we moved on.

[Rap Verse 1] 
Yeah, blue sky breeze, take me way back, 
Summertime vibes with a heart on track. 
Faded old jeans and a six-string tune, 
Chillin’ by the lake underneath that moon. 
Barefoot steps on the sun-warmed ground, 
Radio up, let the memories sound. 
Days moved slow, but the years flew fast, 
Tryna hold on, but they slip right past.
Still hear the laughter, still see your face, 
Still taste the freedom, still feel the chase. 
Wheels on gravel, kickin’ up dust, 
Swore we’d stay, but time don’t trust. 
Letters in the glovebox, names in stone, 
Ghosts of the past won’t leave me alone. 
Wind hums soft through the willow trees, 
Singin’ our story in the blue sky breeze.

[Chorus] 
Golden sunlight on an old dirt road, 
Footsteps echo where we used to go. 
Laughter lingers in the summer haze, 
Fading like a dream from younger days. 
Wildflowers swayed where we used to run, 
Chasing the clouds, chasing the sun. 
The radio played our favorite song, 
But time kept moving, and we moved on.

[Rap Verse 2] 
Sunrise gold on the rippling tide,
Backroad dreams with you by my side.
Hands out the window, touchin’ the wind,
Wishin’ these days would never end.
Fireflies dance where the memories stay,
Shadows stretch as the night fades gray.
Still hear the echoes of a midnight song,
Still feel the place where we belong.
Clock hands turn, but my heart holds tight,
Chasin’ the past in the pale moonlight.
Footprints fade, but the feeling remains,
Blue sky breeze still calls my name.
Faded map with the edges torn,
Tracing the roads where love was born.
Skippin’ stones where the river bends,
Some goodbyes don’t know their end.

BLUE SKY BREEZE

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Collaborative EP by Parlay Pass & E.S.S.

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Nasty Girl feat Frank Zozky

Bottles in the Air

KMS 105 and TLM 107
Some Echoboy and TC8210
Rick 360, Dumble emulation
Squier Bass VI, Acoustic amp
UAD PolyMAX Salt synth
BeatBuddy drums

Written, arranged, produced by Mark Urso
All instruments and vocal by Mark Urso

Bottles In The Air

Bottles floatin’ in the air
Somehow I really just don’t care
I can’t change the world I’m in
Gotta have a thicker skin   ....

Thanks everybody for your concern
But maybe it’s you who’s got to learn
Never said I was afraid
I already danced and I already paid

I didn’t make no formal deal
But the monster pushed me it was real 
And I pushed back ‘till I almost died
A fight I knew I wouldn’t survive  ....

Bottles floatin’ in the air
Somehow I really just don’t care
I paid the doorman for my last stout
While I was on my way out ....

I understand you loud and clear
The world is full of bottles dear
Every day they stay on-the-shelf
You should be very proud of yourself!

But look at me with attitude		
Point your little stick 	
And maybe you can’t see yourself 	
And it’s you who ends up licked!	

I’m not here to give advice			
I don’t want to know				
The world is full of heartfelt concern		
But don’t start a fire if you don’t wanna burn   ....

Bottles floatin’ in the air
They’re literally everywhere
Twenty years later and I don’t care
They might as well have disappeared!

- Mark Urso

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Bottles In The Air

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LOST IN MY HEAD
Composition, production, and vocals by Wicked Gloves
92 BPM, A min

LYRICS:

Oh yeah, whoa, hey yo
Oh yeah, whoa, hey yo

Try to say what I feel but I can't
Try to be something real but I can't
Try to stay in the moment, but I get in my head

Gonna take all the time that I need
Feel the pain, let it flow when I bleed
Try to stay in the moment, but I get in my head

I get lost in my head
I'm lost in my head...

Try to understand but I still can't see
A better version of what life could be
You try to help me get through, but I stumble again and again

I want to be a man that I just can't be
I'm drowning inside my deficiencies
You try to help me get through, but I crumble again

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