BlackLatino Chronicies is a sonic memoir of Bushwick grit, generational tension, and lyrical defiance.
Inspired by the legends. Told by the streets.
🎧 For those who grew up on stoops, survived the system, and still dream loud.


BlackLatino Chronicies bridges the gap between hip-hop and film scoring. Designed for documentaries and visual narratives, this playlist delivers epic instrumentals, haunting melodies, and thought provoking lyrics. It's a genre blending collection that brings cinematic depth to hip-hop.

This isn’t just music—it’s a memory bank.
BlackLatino Chronicies is a sonic blueprint of what it means to grow up in Bushwick when your skin tells one story and your culture tells another. These tracks are timestamped with pain, pride, and precision each one inspired by legends but filtered through the lived experience of a man who couldn’t be boxed in.
From “Too Close to the Ledge” to “Bet Against Me Now,” this set documents the tension of being Black and Latino in a city that tried to erase both. It’s not nostalgia—it’s resistance. It’s not just storytelling it’s strategy.
🎙️ “This ain’t no AI gimmick. This is a partnership. I lived it. I wrote it.

Ill Bushwick Blues | Born to sirens. Raised by tension. These chords don’t ask — they demand. | #StreetLegacy #CinematicHipHop #EmotionalRap | | They Never Thought I’d Speak | For every time you swallowed truth to survive. Now, truth echoes louder than fear. | #Redemption #ViralSound #BlackLatinoPoetry | | Bushwick Gospel | No preacher. No choir. Just rhythm and pain — baptized in concrete. | #UrbanHymn #EmotionalRap #LegacySound | | Raised by Sirens and Silence | NYC didn’t raise me gently. But music made me whole again. | #GritAndGrace #SoundHealing #EmotionalRebirth | | Bet Against Me Now | They watched you fall. Let them hear how you rise. | #ComebackMusic #EmotionalBeats #TikTokReady |

BlackLatino Chronicles

“Gentrified” isn’t just a Album—it’s a protest in rhythm. This set captures the soul of Bushwick before the coffee shops, before the rooftop yoga, before the culture was repackaged and resold. Through tracks like “Bushwick Ain’t Bushwick,” “They Don’t Know Bushwick,” and “Nobody Warned Us,” SourceLine Mediai documents the displacement, the silence, and the survival of a neighborhood that refuses to be erased.
🎙️ These aren’t just songs. They’re timestamps.
🎙️ They’re receipts for what was lost—and what still fights to live.
Whether you grew up in the boroughs or just walked through them, this set will make you feel the tension between memory and marketing, legacy and luxury.

"Gentrified" Bushwick, New York

Related tracks: Too Close to the Ledge Bushwick Chronicles inspired by "Know the Ledge"  Eric B. & Rakim.

🎤 “Too Close to the Ledge (Bushwick Chronicles)”
By BlackLatino 
🎙️ Part of the Bushwick Chronicles series
Powered by UnpluggedMale & Sourceline Mediai

📍From Dekalb to Knickerbocker. From Myrtle Ave to the morgue.
This ain’t just rap — this is urban war poetry wrapped in boom bap fury and Brooklyn thunder.

Built on the bones of Eric B. & Rakim’s “Know the Ledge,” this track grabs the blueprint and reloads it for 2025 — with sharper bars, darker truths, and a mic soaked in real blood.

🩸 Gunplay, playground chalk outlines, courtrooms, vengeance.
🎯 From block beef to Bushwick Gambino bars — this is the unfiltered chronicle of a borough they gentrified but never tamed.

💣 This ain’t nostalgia. This is survival music. This is legacy with war paint.

“Too Close to the Ledge (Bushwick Chronicles)” is a modern-day street classic that fuses boom bap energy with the urgency of real survival. Samuel takes listeners through the raw geography of Bushwick — from Dekalb to Knickerbocker — where every line drips with memory, gun smoke, and unapologetic truth.

| Too Close to the Ledge | Born to sirens. Raised by tension. These chords don’t ask — they demand. | #StreetLegacy #CinematicHipHop #EmotionalRap | | They Never Thought I’d Speak | For every time you swallowed truth to survive. Now, truth echoes louder than fear. | #Redemption #ViralSound #BlackLatinoPoetry | | Bushwick Gospel | No preacher. No choir. Just rhythm and pain — baptized in concrete. | #UrbanHymn #EmotionalRap #LegacySound | | Raised by Sirens and Silence | NYC didn’t raise me gently. But music made me whole again. | #GritAndGrace #SoundHealing #EmotionalRebirth | | Bet Against Me Now | They watched you fall. Let them hear how you rise. | #ComebackMusic #EmotionalBeats #TikTokReady |

In God We Trust

Too Close to the Ledge Bushwick Chronicles inspired by "Know the Ledge"  Eric B. & Rakim.

Ill Bushwick Blues
🎤 By Black Latino | Sourceline Mediai Presents

🩸 Gritty. Painful. Unforgiving.
This ain’t no tribute — this is a Bushwick testimony.

🎧 Concept & Storyline:
A raw, street-drenched remix of Kool G Rap’s “Ill Street Blues” — flipped from the lens of Black Latino, raised in Bushwick where betrayal hits harder than bullets and loyalty costs more than gold.

Bushwick Chronicles

Ill Bushwick Blues Inspired by Kool G Rap'

Inspire by Wu Tang Clan C.R.E.M “C.R.E.A.M. in Bushwick”
By BlackLatino — Bushwick-grown
Presented bySourceline Mediai
🕊️ Rest in Power Mike & Anthony

This isn’t a remix — it’s a eulogy in rhyme.

💸 Cash Rules Everything Around Me meant survival, betrayal, and the cost of loyalty in a Brooklyn block bleeding from every corner.
This track is for the real soldiers, the ones who never made it past the curb, but whose names still echo in every verse.

🎤 Over the original Wu-Tang hook, BlackLatino paints a grimy, lyrical mural of Bushwick — where loyalty dies young and landlords wear suits instead of masks.

🕊️ Mike had the blade.
📈 Anthony had the vision.
🎙️ This track carries both.

💉 Blood on the bars. No clout. Just truth.

C R E A M in Bushwick

🎵 Track Title: “Those New Yorkers”
🎤 By BlackLatino | A Sourceline Mediai Street Statement
📍 For the five boroughs — and nobody else.

📣 Anthem for the Unapologetic. Born from chaos. Bred for survival.

🎙️ Intro  
From the Yankee fitted to the corner hustle, BlackLatino spits for the true NYC warriors.
Not for the tourists. Not for the TikTokers.
This is grit with a bassline. This is pain in motion.

[Verse 1: NYC Reality Check]
🚇 Subway funk. 🍕 Lunch break heat. 💸 Rent pressure.
Your “New York aesthetic” came from our scars.
🗽 “They love how we sound, but mock how we live…”
That bar alone is a slap to every fake transplant blog.

[Hook: Chant-Ready]
"Those New Yorkers!" — your mosh pit anthem.
🔥 Crowd chant. 🔥 Block party-ready. 🔥 Marching soundtrack.
From Bushwick to the Bronx Zoo — it hits.

[Verse 2: The Hate Is Real]
💯 They hate the pride.
💯 They hate the resilience.
💯 They hate the fact we do in real life what they only post.
Deadass went global, but where was the credit?

Even our roaches got attitude — what you know about that?

[Outro: Raw Spoken Word]
BlackLatino signs off with the pulse of a million stoops:
🗣️ “We don’t bend. We don’t beg. We don’t break.”
They watch us. They bite our slang. But they’ll never be us.
Because we be those.
Those New Yorkers.

🎧 Genre: Grit-Hop / NYC Boom Bap / Anthem Rap
🎤 For fans of: DMX, Jadakiss, Joell Ortiz, Pharoahe Monch
🏙️ Location Love: Brooklyn. Bronx. Manhattan. Queens. Staten.

Those New Yorkers Inspired by DMX

🎧 Track Title: They Don’t Know Bushwick
🎤 By BlackLatino | Produced by Sourceline Mediai
📍 A street sermon from the soul of Brooklyn. Raw. Unfiltered. Remembered.

From broken stoops to gentrified rooftops — this is the track that speaks for the people who never got interviewed.

🔥 Verse 1: Bushwick Then
A vivid DMX-style flashback to the era of cracked sidewalks, stolen bikes, and candlelight vigils.
🔊 "The bodegas, the basements, the boom box echoes…”
It ain’t nostalgia — it’s survival. The world forgot, but we remember everything.

🧱 Hook: Chant of the Forgotten
"They don’t know Bushwick!"
Call-and-response energy that brings the crowd back to the block.

🏙️ Verse 2: Bushwick Now
Yoga mats over chalk outlines. Lattes where there used to be liquor stores.
But we still here.
🔊 “You can paint the bricks, you can change the name, but you can't wash the scars…”

💔 Verse 3: Spoken Word (Outro)
A tribute to the OGs, the mothers, the little brothers who never made it.
This isn’t gentrification — it’s memory theft.
BlackLatino speaks for every stoop, mural, and silence.

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🎙️ Genre: Street Poetry / Conscious Rap / Bushwick Boom Bap
🔊 Vibe: DMX meets Nas, over cinematic drums and concrete soul
🕯️ For the fallen. For the forgotten. For Bushwick.

They Don t know Bushwick

“The Gen X Bushwick”
By BlackLatino — Bushwick-grown
🎙️ Under the Sourceline Mediai banner

| Bushwick  Gen X | Born to sirens. Raised by tension. These chords don’t ask — they demand. | #StreetLegacy #CinematicHipHop #EmotionalRap | | They Never Thought I’d Speak | For every time you swallowed truth to survive. Now, truth echoes louder than fear. | #Redemption #ViralSound #BlackLatinoPoetry | | Bushwick Gospel | No preacher. No choir. Just rhythm and pain — baptized in concrete. | #UrbanHymn #EmotionalRap #LegacySound | | Raised by Sirens and Silence | NYC didn’t raise me gently. But music made me whole again. | #GritAndGrace #SoundHealing #EmotionalRebirth | | Bet Against Me Now | They watched you fall. Let them hear how you rise. | #ComebackMusic #EmotionalBeats #TikTokReady |

Before the cafes. Before the condos. There was survival.

This ain’t a nostalgia track.
This is Bushwick, Brooklyn in the ‘80s — where smoke rose higher than hope and cops wore badges like brass knuckles.

🧱 From crack vials under Timberlands to landlords setting fires for profit, this is the unfiltered memoir of a Gen X kid who made it out — but carries every scar.

🔊 Spoken grit meets boom bap blaze, this track drips with Brooklyn history they don’t teach, honoring the real Bushwick before gentrification gave it a makeover.

🎤 "We built through the pain. We survived the storm. We are the fire they pretend never happened."

Bushwick  Gen X

A reflective piece that delves into the oddities and contradictions of modern life, prompting listeners to question and contemplate the world around them.
They’ll cry when you die, but won’t check on you when you’re alive.

“Strange World We Live In… Isn’t It” is a raw, soul-heavy reflection from the point of view of a man who sees through the fake tears, the hollow eulogies, the replaced seats, and the forgotten friends. Inspired by Nas and The Fugees, this track blends haunting storytelling with real emotion, exposing how jobs, love, and loyalty vanish the moment you’re gone — or sooner.

Strange World We Live In Isn t It

“Me & My Girl (Back to Back)”
By  BlackLatino 
🎙️ A Soulful Boom Bap Tribute to Red (aka CJ aka Snowflake)
🔥 Produced for Sourceline Mediai

This ain’t your average love song. This is testimony.

Two decades strong.
Through custody courtrooms, hospital beds, cheap wine, and first-class flights — she never flinched.
She’s the one who rolled through the fog and flame when everybody else folded.

🎧 Built on a soul-drenched boom bap foundation, this track is both love letter and battlefield log.
It's for every man who’s been held down not by fantasy — but by a real one.

📺 From Jets games and Bravo nights,
🍷 To wine tastings, Amalfi sunsets, and BK coupons,
🏕️ From campgrounds to candles — this is love that earned every lyric.

“You ain’t just held my hand… you lifted my soul.”
Yeah — that part. Loyalty ain't a trend — it's legacy.
This 2 Pac -inspired boom bap love anthem pays tribute to the ride-or-die woman who held Samuel down in court, hospitals, and life’s hardest trenches. “Me & My Girlfriend” is raw, tender, and built different — no gimmicks, just truth.
A tribute to real love through real hell.

Love & Drama

Me and My Woman

“Bushwick Ain’t Bushwick” is a lyrical gut punch.
BlackLatino and Da Sniper take you back to the real Brooklyn — steel drum fires, fiends on the floor, roaches in the straps — before the brunch spots and kombucha crept in.

This track is for those who remember when Putnam Street was a war zone, not a zip code trend. It’s a call-out, a time capsule, and a warning:

"They said it’s safer now… but for who?"

🎙️ “You rent that loft with ‘exposed brick charm’ — but that brick held weight, blood, and alarm.”

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🔌 Produced by Sourceline Mediai
A.I. + Soul = No Filters. Just Facts.

📍 Born in Bushwick. Built for the Block.
🌐 sourcelinemediai.com

Bushwick Ain t Bushwick

BlackLatino delivers a powerful boom bap street sermon exposing how Bushwick was sold off while Gen X was left in the dark. Politicians posed for ribbon-cuttings while eviction notices hit mailboxes. This track puts truth on the table with M.O.P-style fire and soul sample grace.

🎙️ "Bushwick got sold with a smirk and a check — and nobody warned Gen X what was next."

If you grew up watching your neighborhood disappear one bar, bike lane, and lease at a time — this one’s for you.

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🔌 Powered by Sourceline Mediai
AI-crafted. Bushwick-born. Truth-laced.

🌐 sourcelinemediai.com
🖼️ Art, lyrics, and vinyl coming soon.

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📌 Track Themes:
Gentrification & legal displacement

Generational betrayal

NYC politics + community erasure

Soul samples meets street wisdom

Nobody Warned Us ( Gentrification & legal displacement)

💔 A letter to the past. A tribute to the one who stayed.

She left.
He healed.
And someone else showed him what real love feels like.
This isn’t just a song—it’s a turning point. “Suddenly (There Was Someone)” is a raw, soul-baring hip-hop confession wrapped in dusty drums, haunting keys, and lyrical truth. It’s about what happens when the one who walked away tries to come back… but you’ve already found someone who saw your scars and stayed.
🎤 Real words. Real pain. Real growth.
🎧 Press play if you’ve ever been left behind—and came back stronger.
🕯️ For the ones who loved harder.
🔥 For the ones who leveled up.
💡 For the ones who never looked back.

#SuddenlyThereWasSomeone #SourceLineMediai #UnpluggedMale #RealOnesOnly #HipHopWithHeart #EmotionalRap #StorytellingBars #ViralVerse #HealingSeason #SheLeftHeLeveledUp



Suddenly (There Was Someone)


“I Need to Know” is a raw, cinematic confession wrapped in a modern pop ballad. With haunting piano, sweeping strings, and a vocal that aches with honesty, this track dives into the emotional wreckage of love on the edge of betrayal.
It’s not about jealousy.
It’s about truth.
It’s about the courage to ask the question that could break you—because living in the dark hurts more.
💔 “Don’t keep it quiet just to comfort me… I’d rather hurt than live a lie.”
For fans of Dean Lewis, James Arthur, and Lewis Capaldi, this track blends vulnerability with power, building from soft verses to a soaring, layered chorus that refuses to be ignored.


I need to know

SourceLine Mediai
Grown bars. Real talk. Strategy. Soul.
We don’t just make music—we build blueprints.
From Bushwick’s cracked sidewalks to courtroom echoes, SourceLine Mediai documents the fight for truth, fatherhood, and cultural survival. Powered by BlackLatino and UnpluggedMale, this label fuses lived experience with AI innovation to create tracks that hit harder than nostalgia and speak louder than algorithms.
🔥 Hot Tracks:
- Bushwick Ain’t Bushwick — A sonic protest against erasure
- Nobody Warned Us — Street wisdom with timestamped pain
- F.R.I.E.N.D.S (Sourceline Remix) — Courtroom bars and violin-driven fire
- Still Here Remix — Survival story with boom-bap soul
- Welcome to New York (Empire Dreams) — Hotel California reimagined through NYC grit
- Breathe Before the War — Inspired by “In the Air Tonight,” built for emotional impact
- CASE CLOSED — Legal victory turned lyrical blueprint
- What Happened to Hip Hop — A lyrical wake-up call for the culture
- If I Were the Devil — Inspired by Paul Harvey’s radio legacy, flipped for modern resistance

“This ain’t no AI gimmick. This is a partnership. I lived it. I wrote it.”
BlackLatino isn’t a stage name—it’s a scar name. A lived condition.
Too Black for the Puerto Ricans. Too Latino for the system. Too smart for the stereotype.
Samuel writes for the fathers they tried to erase. For the daughters who deserve truth.
For the blueprint that outsmarts injustice.

 BlackLatino
Not a label. A lived condition.
Too Black for the Puerto Ricans.
Too Latino for the system.
Too smart for the stereotype.
BlackLatino isn’t a stage name—it’s a scar name. A legacy carved from Bushwick’s cracked sidewalks and courtroom echoes. His DNA tells the story in percentages:
- 49.5% African — frontline rhythm, ancestral strategy, unshakable truth
- 24.7% Indigenous American — buried roots, resistance drums, unapologetic land
- 25.8% European — the contradiction he never asked for, but decoded anyway
This isn’t a neat family tree. It’s a forest fire with history tucked inside every leaf.
🎧 “I ain’t scared of change—I write with pain, and now I write with AI too.”
BlackLatino blends boom-bap wisdom with modern tools, flipping real conversations into lyrical blueprints. He’s been pulled over for being brown, passed over for being bold, and pushed out for being better. Through it all, he kept records—on people, on policies, on pain.
📚 This bio ain’t a pity party. It’s a war manual.
Samuel writes for the daughters who deserve truth. For the fathers they tried to erase. For every man who said: “Nah. I ain’t done.”