🎵 “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.”

Still Here Remix

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Bushwick Chronicles

I'll Be Holding On Inspired by "I'll Be Holding On"  by Downing, Lance , Andrew

This is a question. A mirror. A battle cry.
“How Many of Us (SourceLine Anthem)” is a street sermon in cipher form, asking the questions that social media avoids and real men need to face. BlackLatino's seed Black LaChina spits 22 high-caliber truth bars across two verses — with M.O.P-style crowd chants and Nas-level introspection — over a beat that stomps like Timbs on concrete.

From selling souls for clout to numbing pain with likes, this track is a gritty manifesto against digital decay, false identity, and mental slavery.
This ain’t a TikTok clip. It’s war drums for the lost generation.

“Not enough SourceLine light in they spine!”
“We don't wait for no doors to open — we build the whole fuckin' house.”

How Many of US (Black LaChina)

🎧 Track Title: TRUSTED
🎤 By BlackLatino | Produced by Sourceline Mediai
🛵 One summer. One duffle. One name they whispered with respect.

Before the fame, before the courtrooms and the pain,
young BlackLatino was just a teen on a part-time summer job after school —
but it wasn’t flipping burgers. It was runnin’ the streets solo,
riding a beat-up Mega Moto with real trust on the line.

This gritty track tells that story:
The one summer that shaped a man.

🎙️ Verse 1: The Weight of the Bag
Loyalty with no applause. Just dust, missions, and silence.
🗣️ “They gave me the duffle, no doubt, no prayer…”

🚨 Verse 2: When It Got Hot
Bushwick summer heat.
Undercover eyes. Quick decisions. No slip-ups.
💼 “I clocked out a legend.”

📍Set in Bushwick, NYC — based on real events.
This track blends Nas-style narrative with BIG-style menace, wrapped in a cinematic trap choir.

From sippin’ Olde English on the stoop to outmaneuvering plainclothes on Myrtle,
TRUSTED captures that one summer when BlackLatino earned his name —
the only teen they trusted with the bag.

Trusted Hands

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

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

He locked the pain away.
But the child never left.
The Child in Me is a spoken-word alt-pop ballad about buried memories, inner healing, and the power of remembering.
A dialogue between the man who survived — and the child who carried the truth.
From the official soundtrack to “Tutte le favole per bambini cresciuti”, an illustrated short story collection (Italian edition), available now on Amazon.

Content note: this track addresses themes of childhood trauma and psychological recovery.

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The child in me

A late-night soul confession wrapped in smoke and silence. A woman, older and wiser, sings her truth at the edge of heartbreak. Sparse instrumentation — upright piano, soft brushes, organ swells — lets every word breathe. This is the kind of song that waits for you at 3AM.
This music was originally generated using Suno AI. All rights were granted to me through a paid subscription according to Suno's Terms of Service (June 30, 2024).

Like Etta

I Should’ve Left Sooner

The first spark. The unfiltered truth. The version that bore a hole in my chest and whispered, “You’re not alone.”

This mix is where it all began.
No blueprint. No polish. Just raw heart and darkwave bones.
Synth shadows cradle the quiet pain, and when the chorus hits—
it doesn’t just sing.
It cuts.
It carves its way into the soul and stays there.

This version carries weight.
Not softer—steadier. Not simpler—truer.
It’s the sound of trying to hold yourself together with candlelight and chords.

For anyone who’s whispered, “I’m still here,”
this is the echo that says, “I know.”



Little Lights in the Dark - Original Mix

🔻 Song Insight
PRESSED is a visceral, seductive dive into the psychology of desire, dominance, and emotional surrender. Wrapped in a late-night, neon-drenched aesthetic, the track dances between control and vulnerability — between power play and emotional need. It's not just about lust; it’s about the unspoken contracts we make in intimacy, the thrill of giving in, and the quiet ache of needing someone enough to lose yourself. The pulsing synths and vocoder whispers turn this into an experience — not just a song — where every line presses against the boundary of consent, craving, and catharsis. For those who have ever fallen for the wrong person just right, PRESSED hits deep.

🔻 Lyrics
Intro:
There is no escape... only control

Verse 1:
In the shadows, where we go to meet
A secret place where go in heat
We are desire; your eyes on me

Voice Interlude:
There is no escape... only control

Drop:
On your knees

Voice Interlude:
Time doesn't wait for anyone.

Verse 2:
Our minds are high, bodies divine
Come on boy, you can't deny

Voice Interlude:
One step ahead... always.

Pre-Bridge:
This is what you want
This is what I need
Deep inside, our bodies pressed
Feel my rising

Voice Interlude:
You play... or you get played.

Bridge:
Come on, boy, you know what I crave
Let me see you misbehaving
I won’t take it slow
Boy, is this what you want?
Good– because that's what I need

Voice Interlude:
The city never sleeps... and neither do we.

Chorus:
This is what I do for you
Deep inside, this part will thrive
You start to sweat; I calm it down
Back you off but I don't let go

Voice Interlude:
Fear is a tool. Use it well.

Pre-Bridge (2):
Changing the rhythm, you start to squeeze
Don't back out; let it slow
Watch out it's about to grow
That's my boy, he got that flow

Voice Interlude:
Some men just want to watch

Bridge (2):
I can tell you want a ride; don't be shy
Yeah, just like that, you start to drive
Good boy, take control. Never letting go
Don’t look back, own the car
Ride this track, drive, drive, drive

Voice Interlude:
Don't you see? It's all about control.

Outro / Chorus:
Come on, boy, you know what I crave
No time for me to pull out, let's be brave
I can see your glow
Past that point
Can’t let go
About to explode

Voice Interlude:
You've chosen... but there's no turning back.

🔻 Personal Reflection
There are songs you write to feel something — and songs you write because you’re already feeling too much. PRESSED came from a place I don’t visit often in the daylight. It’s the part of me that remembers the power struggles in intimacy, the blurred lines between control and comfort. There were nights where I didn’t know if I was trying to connect or just trying not to fall apart. This track carries that tension.
Every distorted vocal line in here — “You play, or you get played,” — that was my reality at one point. The person I wanted most was also the person who made me question everything. I wasn't writing a club song. I was writing about the echo in my chest after I let someone in who only knew how to take.
But I also realized something: desire doesn’t make you weak. Admitting you want someone — really want them — can be the strongest thing you do. Especially when it’s on your own terms.
This track is for every queer person who’s navigated attraction, danger, and identity all in the same night.

🔻 4Me2BeFree
PRESSED is a perfect snapshot of what 4Me2BeFree stands for — turning raw emotion into cinematic storytelling. It’s not about polish; it’s about power. Every track is a confession, a mirror, a moment. We don’t just write songs — we build emotional universes. From whispered fears to bold declarations, the goal is always the same: tell the truth, no matter how messy it is.
This track expands our palette into darker, more provocative territory while still staying true to what matters: emotional authenticity.

🔻 Copyright Notice
All lyrics and content featured in this post are protected under copyright (© 2025) 



PRESSED

"If it didn’t matter, it wouldn’t hurt. Pain is the gift of knowing you’re alive."

4Me2BeFree is more than music—it’s my story, my scars, and my survival. Every song is a piece of me, a raw melody of love, heartbreak, and resilience. I blend AI-generated vocals and instruments with real emotions, turning my experiences—especially from an LGBTQ+ perspective—into something that speaks to anyone who's ever felt lost, broken, or just searching for something real.

Breakup songs? Yeah, they hit different. Music carries us through the worst of it, and every generation finds their own anthems of love, loss, and getting back up. Heartache doesn’t care about age, gender, or where you come from—music connects us all.

I make music because I’ve been there. The pain, the anger, the hope—it's all in these songs. If something here hits home for you, let it. If you feel something, let me know. That’s the connection that keeps this alive.

"🎧 TorGio Records • Leya & AI • Ambient, Psychedelic, Soul • Mindful music for every mood • SoundCloud-first".

Independent storyteller blending sound, emotion, and experimentation. Exploring the borders between melody and meaning — one track at a time.
For more info: https://vzzncl.info

This is music born from the fusion of soul and signal. The lyrics are mine—written from real emotions, real events, and the truths that don’t always get spoken aloud. The music, crafted with AI, becomes a vessel for those words: dark, immersive, and emotionally raw.

Each track is a reflection of something lived—grief, love, longing, rage, hope. AI handles the sonic architecture, but the heart of every song is human. My words are the pulse beneath the synths, the whisper behind the beat.

The result is a soundscape that feels intimate and otherworldly at once—dark techno, ambient goth, cyberpunk noir. It’s not about perfection. It’s about resonance. If you’ve ever felt too much, or not enough—this is for you.

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.
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“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.”

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