Uzobuya [Demo]

your patience

nawa amalyrics wakhona
(here are the lyrics)


I did backflips in the third grade . That affected my confidence in the best way . If i could bag this girl from ethiopia , play her franks version of steves version of close to ya . Rotten eggs getting thrown at ya , get off the fucking podium . Aint no such thing as first place in a rat race . The first breath is what its like to get paid . After 30 days of dishing out 'lemme explains' . How she supposed to love ya, minimum wage ? Shes supposed to love me, when did that change ? These are tough things . And her friends just keep interrupting . Niggas with everything she wants whisper sweet nothings . Faith keeps disrupting . As i walk away . The last stretch right before the sub . Hoes be lyn right before the cub . Like the kid is ours knowing you aint the only one . Stuck with the shit while the father uzzi vert shoulder rubs . With woman who want the same thing we know wassup . Sloane ,not this again . A heart of gold to a blind woman shines different . I wouldve lied still in it . Im welding im fixing it . Polished it thinking this old thing ? Remind me to stop questioning value . A coat of rust removed whats unravelled , the travel channel . The golden handle . My face a saddle . And the taps on my face forget to sea .. while im driving at high speeds , mama praying it dont repeat and thats why im still alive . Dont worry about me im rambling guys . My hand is vase bouqe of marlboro reds thinking this cancer is nice . Till its really cancer and my kids got no dad in their lives . My lungs damaged inside . My chest is a mic . I aint never seen an organ fighting and writting or jumping that high . Urge to survive . Finally make it to the top and he cant breathe . Saturday nights in melville with my sunday candy . She gave me a chance  and look im still standing . She cant even stand like we gone both plan b and lots of prayer . From now you can call me smooth operator . The boss of stay up . The wall breaker . The ruiner of make up . We fight and we make up . The roles that we take up .  The heartbreak escaper . Or umuntu kaMu, ishu ! Or you could just call me tim . The invisible man . Or invincible .. depends on how you see me .


My Hand Is A Vase

SUN/SON AGAIN...

ba(s) friend Prod by G.odsear

A collection of music I made while Yue was on her way. 
I had the idea that I would call it Then Came Yue because she inspired me to keep making and releasing my music to the world instead of waiting for perfect timing or perfection in general. 
Not to hold on to what I create.

My Life (Demo)

Creepin' (Demo)

It Was A Lie (Demo)

Original composition by thAImonk  
Language / Style: English – World Fusion / Spiritual Electronic / Cinematic Chant  
Genre: World Fusion / Spiritual Electronic  

A deeper atmospheric variation with thicker choir pads and heavier reverberant vocals.  
Low drones, temple bells and slow rhythmic pulses create a meditative cinematic ambience.  
Hypnotic, sacred and introspective — a spiritual fusion designed for deep listening.

🎧 Free to stream & use in TikTok / Reels (credit @aithaimonk)
#thaimonk #DevotionToTheMysticLaw


Devotion to the Mystic Law v4.mp3

Velvet Skyline

Went threw hell to find you again

Just my thought playground 🚶🏽‍♀️

It Was A Lie (Demo)

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