sirobosi frawstakwa acapella submission for STBB…

STBB 110bpm #frawstakwapella….

Resistance 【Dynamo-P】 Prod. Chameleon

IT’S TIME FOR A BREAK
A WARM HAND-SHAKE
A KISS AND  MAYBE MORE

HAVE A PIECE OF CAKE
DON’T JUMP INTO THE LAKE
MAKE LOVE AND NOT WAR

so they said

THAT’S WHAT I BELIE-IEVE
THAT’S WHAT I GO FOR

A LAND OF A DREAM
WITH NO GOLD LIMOUSINE
BUT A MAGIC BEAN ON TOP 

A LAND WHERE IT SEEMS
TIME IS A TIME MACHINE
AND THE WEASEL GOES POP

THAT’S WHERE I BELONG
THAT’S WHERE I LONG FOR

IT’S TIME FOR A WALK
A PEACEFUL TALK
A POW WOW BY THE FIRE
IN A CIRCLE OF CHALK
LET’S GO UP IN SMOKE
BACK TO FLOWER POWER

THAT’S WHERE I AM HEADING TO
AND THEN TALK NO MORE

NO MORE TALK
LET’S HAVE A POW WOW
LET’S HAVE A POW WOW

POW WOW (Lyrics)

KRAE- 'WATER' - (KENNA-RAE PRODUCTION)

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.  Featuring Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Harmonica solo. Alto Saxophone solo. Clavinet Rhythm. Roland Synthesizer Bass. Yamaha Synthesizer Bass. Trap Drum kit full set. Percussion Cowbell, 22" Ride & Crash Zildjan Cymbal. Ago go Bells.

Carmel

Dingle Belly

Welcome. Please share far and wide if you wish. I think this is positive enough to want out there. You can decide if you do too. Thank you! & Peace and Love to You and your loved ones...

The song on YouTube if that's a preferred share:

https://youtu.be/qwnvDLFmiOE?si=2OtB5RO_05Fo75ir

Tempo 100 bpm
Tuning 432Hz A
Timing 4/4

A month to go. This one's for Kamala Harris 🇮🇪🇺🇸💪🏽 Hold the line. The most important decision for those wanting a genuine and sober minded approach to Earth's problems over the coming years

Let The Lotus Potus be made, please and thanks. I'll zip it for now and let the tune do the talking... One more thing... Kamala means Lotus in Sanskrit.. ♾️

The Lotus Potus

A new age emerging,
It’s begun.
It’s over time for the strongman’s run
A new 2000 years
Aquarian dreams and reasoned fears
Let Venus stop our wars

Just let the Lotus lead
Old pride and lies seed make believe
Just let the Lotus lead, please
Just let the Lotus lead
I can’t take no more orange cheese
Let that Lotus lead

It's power vs force
A polar dual we can forget
Not much loss
Move into the trinity

Your not a saint nor a sinner
It’s to infinity
We’re all always beginners
And always winners

Say, can you see
By the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed
At the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars
Through the perilous fight
O'er the ramparts we watched
Were so gallantly, yeah, streaming?
And the rockets' red glare
The bombs bursting in air
Gave proof through the night
That our flag was still there
O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave

Take pride and say
Let the Lotus Potus be made
Kamala, the perfect name
The Lotus Potus is made



Foot note
This song was born on one very late night on October 4th 2024. I noticed the date and realised I hadn't stuck my neck out yet for possibly the most important vote in most of our lives, not just Americans. I shed plenty of tears making it, believe me this is all heart.

Making music is a beautiful thing. For me it's always been a portal to my most raw side when it comes to truth. I find it quite profound singing about the truth in a song knowing someone else might listen to it. It automatically creates a challenge in my head to be moral and want to find a consensus between what I and the listener would want on any subject. Religion over the years has tried to tell us that it's there we find a high ground to gauge and understand our morality. I think we find it simply in shared experience. What we all learn as right and wrong. What we all feel as pleasure and pain. What we all struggle with love and hate. Morality is just the balanced reactions we offer to these light and dark sides we all experience in the same way in our universe.

I don't hear anyone singing about Mr Orange.

I don't think any true artist could sing about a lier in any effective light.

So let's wave bye bye to the lies and appreciate it for showing us what we don't want on planet Earth and welcome an era of honesty and trust where we endeavour to understand each other and celebrate our differences ♾️☮️

True Oakland power can save!
Vote Lotus Potus today!
Vote for the flower you made!

My truth is my truth and will only ever be that. Likewise with yours. Somewhere in the middle they meet and those truths evolve and maybe they effect each other invoking changes in each of us. It can never be absolute. We must treat our own truth like any science, be ready to change it when the universe shows us something that challenges it's reality...

I'm 44. I've never made a sausage off my music. Not $1.... That says a couple of things. I'm shit at capitalism! It also says clearly what my passion is.

This

Ok. Thanks for time. I'll zip it now.... 🤐

From,

The Beautiful Dark

The Lotus Potus

Original Song
by Phil Dutton & Les Corlett

Lyrics

They sell you the motto, go hustle, go fight,
But how can you soar when you’re grounded in flight?
They act like it's all in the work and the will,
But the deck's been stacked, it’s a hustle for real.
They sellin’ you a dream, like it’s made in a day,
But they don’t mention the price that you pay.
You climbin' a mountain that’s missin' the peak,
While they sit on the top man, talk is cheap.
You’re chasin’ the paper, and they’re printin’ the rules,
While they’re holdin' the keys, and your playin’ the fool.
It’s all a façade, but they package it nice,
You grind till you drop and they’re rollin’ the dice.

The way it’s set up, we can’t reach the top,
They throw us the crumbs while they feast from the trough.
The way it’s laid out, so few of us rise,
They give us the clouds, but they’re taking the skies.

You’re stuck in a loop, they’re ahead by design,
When they cash out, you’re still burnin' your time.
They like you to think it’s your fault when you fail,
But the system’s set up like a yacht with no sail.
For every boss, there’s a million in chains,
For every penny, somebody’s pain.
Don’t let ‘em fool you, don’t let ‘em define,
Success ain't for all in a world that’s designed,
To keep you in line while they pocket the gold,
A game is so rigged, but the story’s been told.
They set you up just to sell you a dream,
You’re runnin' in circles or so it would seem.

The way it’s set up, we can’t reach the top,
They throw us the crumbs while they feast from the trough.
The way it’s laid out, so few of us rise,
They give us the clouds, but they’re takin' the skies.
The way it’s set up, we can’t reach the top,
They throw us the crumbs while they feast from the trough.
The way it’s laid out, so few of us rise,
They give us the clouds, but they’re takin' the skies.

Wake up to the scheme, man, this story ain’t new,
They paintin' a picture, but it’s missin’ the view.
They preachin' and teachin' about riches and fame,
But nobody tells you, it’s all in the game.
You grindin’ forever, but what’s in your hands?
They’ll push you, they’ll blame you, no matter the plans.
So if you gonna' hustle, at least know the deal,
Success ain’t the same when it aint your wheel.
Why, I’m just sayin’, don’t buy their hype,
It’s a game that’s rigged, and we’re caught in the fight.
You can push all you want, but don’t be surprised,
That the systems set up, where greed gets the prize.

THE WAY IT'S SET UP

Secrets * Instrumental

Mist Singing Softly (2023) Anthology CD4 Track 14

🧍🏻‍♂️🍬👅🔥💓⁂©All Rights Reserved 11-2024
©Lyricist & Creator: Lady ElectroTrek
TITLE:
MAN CANDY CRUSH
______________________________________________________________
LYRICS:
VS1) The way you taunt & tease me is a rush, rush, rush.
That's why you're more addictive than Candy Crush, crush, crush.
VS2) When you wink it makes me high, high, high.
I can't unglue myself. It's no lie, lie, lie!
(CHORUS) You're an andro-genius the way you strut your butt.
I can't imagine anyone else refraining from a t-t-t-tempting touch. Got that electric juice on the loose. Just want that, yeah, all that. So, hush, hush, hush!
(OUTRO) Play coy, go-ahead b-b-b-boy...Soon you'll be mine. She can't give you what I can deal you...Once you get a taste, she'll be so-so-so-sidelined.

Hard Candy Melts In My Mouth

Man Candy Crush

(intro) , lil bitch, money don't chase nobody. 
You want it? better get up and take it.)
it.)
Mobbin’ out the D, whole clique in the ghost car, 
Parcels out the crib, 
that fast money take it so far. 
Drum on the stick, opp ghosted on sight,
Hellcat screamin’, AMG flyin’ through the 6 mile 
Spin through the East, got the city on watch, drum on the glock,
 every corner get locked. 
 
Shadows duck smoke,
they don’t mess with the fam,
Bitches on the floor, throwin’ cash while I stand.
Chrome on my neck, but the steel got weight, 
Richard Mille dumb silly, can’t copy the face. 
Everybody know who run this bitch, 
Plays in the back, yeah we own this city.
Ghost chain heavy, came straight from the docks, 
Bust down receipts, yeah the proof in the box. 
Hundred grand flex,
Detroit no michi, gangu to mobbin’ 
Doa kara bag, subete o shoppin’ 
Switch tsuita Glock, opp wa mou down 
Ubau kuruma, Hellcat, AMG town
Block mawashi, engine wa meirei 
Opps wa kowagatte, kesshite korei 
Bitch tachi odoru, ashi wa full throttle 
Ore-ra no crew, subete motto motto
On Detroit streets, mobbin’ with my gang,
Bags out the door, turn cash into slang.
Switchs on the drum, opps drop where they stand,
ghost Hellcats,  ghost AMGs in my lot.
We spin the block, engines roar like commandos,
Opps don’t test us, they scared of the clan.
Bitches shaking ass, throttle to the floor,
My crew gets it all — and then we want more.

GHOST CAR

I started as a club DJ in 1998 and began making beats in August 2024.
I have deep roots in Black music, and like a chameleon, I transform sounds into various colors.🦎🦎🦎🦎🦎