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🎵 “Still Here”

By Samuel

🎙️ Presented by UnpluggedMale
🎧 Featuring the voice of Samuel in A.I., but the soul is all real.

This isn’t goodbye. It’s a love letter from the spirit.

🕊️ To Kiana and Samantha  my queens.

To Maria, Priscilla, CJ Red  my lifelines.

To Manuel, Hugo  my day ones.

This track is a soulful celebration of resilience, faith, and family, even in the face of pain, kidney failure, and life’s final chapters.
It’s the kind of song you leave behind when you’ve loved hard, fought harder, and lived with purpose.

📖 Verse after verse unfolds like a memoir 

🙏 Gratitude for every blessing.

✊ Strength through every struggle.

💛 And peace in knowing that this ain’t the end  it’s a transition.

🔁 Repost if you’ve lost someone who still walks with you.

💬 Comment “Still Here” if you feel Samuel’s energy.

📎 Save this track if you're living proof that love never dies

💬 “I'm lookin' at ya’ll, smilin’ with pride... no pain, no sufferin’, on the other side.”

This is more than a track. It’s a farewell letter, a war cry, a love poem, and a spiritual rebirth—all wrapped in one. 

Still Here immortalizes Samuel’s testimony, blending AI and soul into a soundscape of pain, purpose, and peace. Backed by cinematic production and lyrical storytelling, this piece walks the listener through heartbreak, hustle, and heavenly hope.

For anyone who's loved, lost, and looked toward God this one’s for you. No pain. No mourning. Just the spirit… living on.

In God We Trust

Still Here Remix (The Architect Edition)

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This isn’t just heartbreak  it’s a blueprint of emotional recursion.
Could You Love Me Twice (rips open the archives of intimacy, questioning if love survives past betrayal, if memory can forgive repetition, and if masculinity can coexist with vulnerability

🎙️ Vocals float between a wounded monologue and a plea that never turns pathetic.

🔊 Sound design blends ghosted voicemails, echo loops, and dark ambient textures. Each beat feels like a lost text message you never sent.

💡 Scripted like a confession, mixed like a memory.

“If you really loved me once... why’d you skip part two?”
“I never needed the apology  I needed the encore.”

This is Part 1 the hesitation before the collapse.
A sonic archetype of the man who stays silent, not because he’s healed, but because he’s still choosing which version of her to forget.
If you've ever stood in front of someone’s emotional wreckage and whispered, “Please say it again”, this track already knows your face.


Love & Drama

Could You Love Me Twice

This one ain’t a sermon  it’s a warning.
Y’all think peace means freedom? Sometimes that silence is chains.

🎧 Samuel “The Devil Doesn’t Knock (When the Door’s Already Wide Open)”

🔥 Chant hook, street scripture, and lyrical warfare  all in one track.

🎙️ Mixed in the shadows. Born from real battles.

🔁 If this hit your soul, repost it, don’t just hear it.

The Devil don’t fight for prisoners nah, he after who breakin’ free!
Hell don’t chase what’s already locked  he want them runnin’ to be!
Darkness don’t battle the blind Satan don’t war with the weak,
The serpent don’t strike what’s curled up tight he just sleep while you breathe!

(Repeat growl with more intensity on the 2nd run)

[Verse 1 ]
Yo, I seen saints turn snakes when the pressure rise,
Watched angels lose feathers tryna monetize lies,
He don’t stalk no sheep that’s already in the pen,
He stalk the ones jumpin’ fences  the ones tryna win.
Hell’s like a mob boss  he don’t sweat his soldiers,
He’s gunnin’ for deserters, the bold, the overcomers,
Marchin’ in his parade? Nah, you safe in the fold,
But the minute you break rank, he gon’ come for your soul.

[Hook Chant Style, Layered Vocals]
The Devil don’t fight for prisoners nah, he after who breakin’ free!
Hell don’t chase what’s already locked  he want them runnin’ to be!
Darkness don’t battle the blind  Satan don’t war with the weak,
The serpent don’t strike what’s curled up tight he just sleep while you breathe!

[Verse 2 ]
I’m talkin’ chess moves, not checkers, in the spirit realm,
You think it’s peace ’cause the waves calm under his helm,
But that silence? That’s chains, and they rattle in sync,
You don’t hear ’em till you run, then you startin’ to think.
The enemy hunts escapees, not loyal dogs,
If you out that kennel, now you facin’ his squad,
He waste no war on the conquered, no fight for the lost,
But the free? He bring heat, don’t care ’bout the cost.

[Bridge]
The Devil don’t knock when the door’s wide open…
He already inside, feet up, scotch glass smokin’…
You think no battle means you blessed? Nah…
No battle just means you already bought.


The Devil don’t fight for prisoners nah, he after who breakin’ free!
Hell don’t chase what’s already locked he want them runnin’ to be!

Darkness don’t battle the blind Satan don’t war with the weak,
The serpent don’t strike what’s curled up tight he just sleep while you breathe!

[Outro ]
He don’t waste bullets on the dead…
He saves the hollow points for the living.

Ask yourself…
Which one are you?

 Crated by Samuel • Powered by A.I 🌐 SourceLineMediai.com  Built by The Architect. Heard by the world.



#SpiritualWarfare #StreetGospel #CinematicHipHop #BlackLatino #SourceLineMediai #TheDevilDoesntKnock #MOPEnergy #NasVibes #UnmaskTheTruth



“The Devil Doesn’t Knock (When the Door’s Already Wide Open)” The Architect Edition

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 #HeavenCracksOpen #CinematicHipHop #TrapGospel #Violin #Orchestral

 Written by Samuel • Powered by A.I 🌐 SourceLineMediai.com  Built by The Architect. Heard by the world.

Not a Sermon… It’s a Warning

Heaven Cracks Open (The Sky Ain’t Falling)

“Cold brass, neon code, mechanized percussion  Mark of the Machine warns of comfort that costs allegiance. This ain’t a sermon… it’s a warning again.”

 Written by Samuel • Powered by A.I 🌐 SourceLineMediai.com  Built by The Architect. Heard by the world.

Mark of the Machine (Digital Chains)

“Gold on the mic, dust on the Book. Wolves in Collars tears the curtain on platformover purity. This ain’t a sermon… it’s a warning again.”

 Crated by Samuel • Powered by A.I 🌐 SourceLineMediai.com  Built by The Architect. Heard by the world.

Wolves in Collars (False Prophets in Designer Suit

“Red-blue reflections in rain; bells toll in clouds. Sirens of the Apocalypse turns the newsfeed into a prophecy feed. This ain’t a sermon… it’s a warning again.”

Hashtags: #Apocalypse #CinematicRap #ViolinScore

Sirens of the Apocalypse

Desert dust, olive breath, a vow unbroken. The Fig Tree Awakens resets the prophetic clock. This ain’t a sermon… it’s a warning again.”

Hashtags: #IsraelRising #Prophetic #Cinematic

The Fig Tree Awakens (Israel Rising)

“Lightning without livestream. Every Eye Shall See seals the series with thunder, choir, and a pillar of light. This ain’t a sermon… it’s a warning again.”

 Crated by Samuel • Powered by A.I 🌐 SourceLineMediai.com  Built by The Architect. Heard by the world.

Every Eye Shall See (Final Descent)

“They chased my shadow but couldn’t steal my flame 
I’m a lifer in faith.”

After years of trials  from FBI scrutiny to SSDI hearings, health insurance denials, and false narratives, Samuel stands fearless.

With faith in Jesus, gratitude to Pricilla (his kidney donor), and Christina (his God-sent protector), Lifer tells the story of rebirth through fire.
This isn’t rap  it’s resurrection.

🎧 Written by Samuel · Powered by A.I 🌐 SourceLineMediai.com

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