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Here is a track a lil different from my usual. Now and then I fall back making a Lo-Fi just because it is great fun fiddling with. This time around I chose to stick to a really simple structure for the track to work in the background while your mind is working on something - in other words, to distract as little as possible while providing a chilled vibe. Hope you enjoy!
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Drip

Saturday nights session this week @profoundradio 24.5.25 is a Soulful House set. Dropping the levels into a more summer25 vibe. Soulful and Vocal House mix for the loyal listeners at Profound Radio. Catch me every Saturday kicking off the night from 6pm with epic House vibes. Followed by some of the best resident Djs. #weareprofound #djstuwilson #residentdj #soulfulhouse #djset #mix2025 #summersevemix #inthemix #housemix #housemusic 

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#330 Profound Radio Soulful House @djstuwilson

This song is my unapologetic dive into one of Palm Beach’s most infamous betrayals—how Trump double-crossed Epstein over a 2004 mansion deal, using shady money, Russian oligarch ties, & calculated silence to pull it off. It traces the $40 million flip that shattered their friendship, the threats & secrets that followed, & the suspicion that Trump set the wheels in motion for Epstein’s downfall. It’s about greed, power, & how betrayal leaves ghosts—because in the end, no one was innocent, and every choice had a price.


LYRICS: 

[Intro ]
They burn it down—in silence…
A house—a pool—a friendship…
Forty million reasons to never trust your friends

[Verse 1]
Palm Beach, 2004, the sun’s a golden knife
Jeffrey walks the mansion grounds, thinking this is life
Thirty-six million bid—he’s the king of the night
Shows his friend Donald, “Help me move the pool, all right?” 

But the snake is coiled in a suit & a tie
Donald walks the halls, sees the ocean in his eye
Next day—forty million, out of nowhere, no goodbye
Jeffrey seethes, feels the knife twist deep inside 

He knew the math—Trump was broke in the game
Scattered debts, no forty million to his name
Then whispers of a Russian man, Rybolovlev fame
Money laundering shadows, different rules, same shame 

[Pre-Chorus]
Betrayal tastes like salt on a stolen breeze
Red flags rising in the Florida keys
They built their empires on sand & disease
And one by one—they all will bleed 

[Chorus]
Drop the dime!
Maison of shadows, sold to the highest crime
Forty million ghosts in the dead of time
Palm trees hide the truth & the slime
Epstein swore Trump would pay for his crime 

[Verse 2]
He lost the house, but worse, he lost his face
A real estate betrayal, the ultimate disgrace
Threats in the night—lawsuits in his case
“I’ll go to the press, tell the world what you erase!” 

Donald panics, heart pounding like a snare
Epstein knew he’d been there, seen the girls everywhere
For years at the parties, in the gilded lair
He was fully acquainted—don’t you dare declare 

Jeffrey said it to his dying day, in his cell
“It was Trump who dropped the dime, sent me to hell”
From Paris to Jersey, private jet farewell
Teterboro cuffs, the start of his final bell 

[Bridge 1]
The house that greed built… washed in the tide
The pool you wanted—became your divide
A friend is a shadow—until the sun slides
Into handcuffs & headlines—no place to hide

[Verse 3]
Three weeks after Wolff put the story in his book
Epstein read the words & knew the hook
Called the writer, voice shaking, “Did I say too much?”
Three weeks later—steel bracelets, ice-cold touch 

Trump spins his story, years down the line
Says Epstein stole employees, including Virginia’s shine
But the timelines clash like a jagged spine
2004 was the house, not the spa, stop the lie 

Red flags everywhere—Russian cash on the sand
Flip a mansion for 95 mil, ain’t that grand?
Epstein felt the knife, betrayal’s cruel hand
A king of secrets drowned by his own quicksand 

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Money in the walls…
Ghosts in the halls…
Palm trees whisper…
Who made the call? 

[Chorus]
Drop the dime!
Maison of shadows, bought with another man’s crime
40 million questions echo in rhyme
Epstein swore Trump would pay in time
Betrayal is a bell that will always chime 

[Bridge 2]
Palm Beach remembers
Maison de L’Amitié
Your empire floats on whispers & foreign pay
One man in Paris—reads his last mistake
Another man smiles—as the ground starts to quake 

[Final Verse]
He thought he was untouchable, a god on a throne
But gods fall harder when they stand alone
The mansion is gone, the truth overthrown
And every friend you betray becomes a gravestone 

Epstein’s ghost lingers in the Palm Beach tide
Wolff holds the secrets that the courts denied
A Russian oligarch’s cash laundered worldwide
And a President hiding from the things he supplied 

[Outro]
In the Maison of shadows
No one is innocent
Not the bidder
Not the friend
Not the man who drops the dime. 

…It’s all just biden time.

Maison of Shadows (Drop the Dime)

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