(Prod: Plenty) An album that targets emotions of energy loss, love, drive to success and fame. Some songs are rapped from the perspective of the future, showing manifestation. A mixtape that tackles chaos and creativity. Trying different genre styles of rap. 

Margiela Shoes!

(Prod : MaxMizacion) An album that targets emotions of energy loss, love, drive to success and fame. Some songs are rapped from the perspective of the future, showing manifestation. A mixtape that tackles chaos and creativity. Trying different genre styles of rap. 

Good Fortune

(Prod: Junglegud) An album that targets emotions of energy loss, love, drive to success and fame. Some songs are rapped from the perspective of the future, showing manifestation. A mixtape that tackles chaos and creativity. Trying different genre styles of rap. 

Tell me

Covid21

Stretch Your Mind

sneeze

fight

Those special headlines which did not get the attention they may should have gotten ... or not :p

- - - all related articles can be found below the lyrics - - -

The lyrics of this week:
Turn the dial up on hope — Week 48, we flip the script,
From headlines of despair to stories where light won’t quit.
Globes spinning, hearts warming, little wins around the Earth,
Here’s the news you missed — the beauty, the joy, the worth.

In Egypt, trachoma — blindness’ ancient fear —
Got struck down: no more worry for eyes now clear. 
Across the lands, 86 million young girls now safe from cancer’s chain,
HPV shots given — a future without pain. 
Meanwhile forests in Scotland stretch in green revival’s name,
Highlands breathe again — nature healing, wild reclaimed. 
Cities swap traffic fumes for cycling wheels spinning free,
In Utrecht the world’s best bike city — breeze, freedom, unity. 

[CHORUS]
Don’t just watch the dark — see the dawn,
Good news rising, new light’s born.
Celebrate the smile, the green leaf, the rain,
Life’s got stories where hope remains.
Turn the page, lift your eyes, feel the rise,
Across the seas, under open skies.
From small wins to change that thrives,
Watch the bright side — that’s how we vibe.

Ocean guardians win: treaty for seas now signed,
High Seas Treaty rising hope — for whales, reefs, all mankind. 
Solar power keeps climbing: energy from sun replaces pain,
Roof to field, clean watts for all — light for sun, jobs for rain. 
Families once blocked from finance now hold their own bank key,
Women rising, futures bright — ~73% now bank-account free. 
Gig-ticket profiteers lose grip — music shows for fans, not bots,
Justice for the people — let the rhythms hit the spots. 

[CHORUS]
Don’t just watch the dark — see the dawn...

Feel the breeze, feel the beat…
Earth spins slow, hearts sync, life is sweet.
Green leaves, clean seas, open hands, new keys.
Hope whispers low — breathe, believe, release.

Tech meets care: tooth enamel repair, science gives a gift,
Gel grows new enamel strong — bright smiles, lifting spirits swift. 
Children learn climate truth — Europe’s schools plant the seed,
Tomorrow’s minds aware, guided toward earth’s need. 
Refugee voices find pen — writers sing their truth in verse,
New literary prize raised up — from struggle to universe. 
From small town waves to global moves, hope spreads around the globe,
In every quiet win, every healed wound — the human heart is bold.

[CHORUS]
Don’t just watch the dark — see the dawn...

Week 48 — we lit the flame, cast aside the gloom,
Shared global kindness, Earth’s soft boom.
From tiny seeds to ocean treaties, from health to green reprise,
We rap the good — let it echo loud, beyond the front-page lies.

Links to related articles:
https://www.positive.news/society/good-news-stories-from-week-48-of-2025/
https://www.positive.news/society/good-news-stories-from-week-46-of-2025/
https://www.positive.news/society/good-news-stories-from-week-47-of-2025/
https://www.goodgoodgood.co/articles/good-news-this-week-november-8-2025
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Earthshot_Prize
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Earth_Optimism
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2025_in_science

NewsHop - week 48 of 2025

🌳 The forest awakens. 🌌 Voices rise from the roots, 🌿 branches whisper in psychedelic echoes. 🎶 “Lass die Bäume sprechen” is not just a track – it’s a ritual 🔮, a dialogue with the unseen. 🌀 The labyrinth calls… 🤫 the trees gossip in shadows… 🌬️ the forest breathes with you. ⚡ Here, your soul is recharged, entangled in sound and myth. Step inside the labyrinth of echoes, where reality bends and the trees themselves begin to speak. Dare to listen… 👁️

Let The Trees Speak

⚠️ The voice is not pleased! 👁️ You wander through the forest 🌳, believing yourself safe. 🛡️ Safe! How sweet… 🍬 The forest may wish to help you 🌌, but the story is already written 📜. The tapestry of life has been woven 🧵. Where do you stand? 🕯️🌀

Not On The Guestlist

[Verse 1]
The years alone taught me hunger with no mouth
Silence that roared, louder than a crowd
Loneliness an art form, sharpened, slow
A knife you over-polish, just to watch the bright glow
I lost my mind on purpose, found it by mistake
My mind took more than madness could ever take
Insane felt gentle, like static in the brain
But the crazy stuck sharp like a needle in the vein
Bright moments jagged, they tore more than pain
Truth flashed sudden, like a shot through the frame
It’s twisted, the unbearable part wasn’t the breaking
It was waking in a reality that felt like it was faking
Mistakin' survival for freedom, a thin disguise
Mistakin' the mirror for a window to the sky
Madness was a mask I could almost call home
But sense stripped me, left these bars carved in stone
I carved calendars on walls without looking back
Time folded inward, a collapse on a loop track
My eyes slammed shut, a curtain I could close
This shit exposed me, stripped me to the bone

[Chorus]
Intervals of sanity they cut like steel
Madness was a mercy, and the pain was never real
Every moment lucid is a wound I can't feel
I'd trade the truth for lunacy if the scars would only heal

[Verse 2]
Every thought ricocheted, echo chamber raw
Truth’s teeth sharper than the lies that I saw
I played chess with shadows, they never lost
Checkmate came cheap, but the clarity cost
Lonely like a sermon with no congregation
Sight burned hotter than a hallucination
Insane was a blanket, threadbare but mine
Sanity was the winter sendin chills down my spine
I mistook the silence for a sign of peace
But then my ears rang louder every time it ceased
Freedom was a fiction, survival was a loan
Edges made of broken glass and carved into this stone

[Pre-Chorus]
I wake up in a cell that nobody can see
Bars made out of dawn, walls built out of me
I thought I was escaping, but the mirror don't lie
Freedom’s just a story with a lock in disguise

[Chorus]
Intervals of sanity they cut like steel
Madness was a mercy and the pain was never real
Every moment lucid is a wound I can't feel
I’d trade the truth for lunacy if the scars would only heal

[Verse 3]
My silence was a riot, a crowd in my head
Voices like prophets, but the gospel was dead
I stitched my reality with threads that frayed
Every pattern unraveled, the more I prayed
Truth hit jagged, a fracture in the glass
Reflection was a stranger staring back when I passed
The craze gave rhythm, a beat I could ride
My mind was all static, all feedback and wide
Mistaking the hunger for a kind of release
But the feast was hollow, no rest, no peace
I wrote maps on the ceilings, roads with no end
Each line a reminder so I can’t pretend

[Bridge]
Is it mercy or a sentence when the mind comes clear?
Is it better to be broken if the pain disappears?
I don’t know what’s worse, the silence or the scream,
The cage that I wake to, or the cage in the dream.

[Chorus]
Intervals of sanity they cut like steel
Madness was a mercy and the pain was never real
Every moment lucid is a wound I can't feel
I’d trade the truth for lunacy if the scars would only heal

Intervals of Insanity (rework)

CASINOLUV (prod. eleboiii)

cryptopump

Produced by What about me?

Fluctuating the flow of state, bitch I’m your god give me your faith, the blood drawn cross with greater hate, my sunken chest with heavy weight, cueball is sealed with number eight, my arrow shot I keep it straight, I break you down just like a gate, that deal play was sold play of the game bitch

Nobody had the nerves to say it (X4)

Ugh fatal placement intrusions, had the noose too tight and it loosens, took my vital signs for illusions, put the dot to end my conclusions

Put the dot to end my conclusions

CLVNKR

Those special headlines which did not get the attention they may should have gotten ... or not :p

All links to the stories are below...

Lyrics:
November turns the page — cold air, warmer hearts,
Globes spin in colour, hope stirring where it starts.
We ride the ripple of change — quiet wins, subtle light,
From COP halls to kitchen smells — the world finds new sight.

[CHORUS]
November glow, let the stories rise,
From quiet corners to open skies.
Don’t just watch the chaos — feel the calm,
In every sunrise there’s a healing balm.
Lift your eyes, catch the subtle beam,
Hope moves softly — like a gentle dream.
November glow — see the good unfold,
Hearts beating steady while the world gets bold.

At the summit in Belém, green pledges rose though the heat,
Countries spoke of forests, carbon cuts, and climate’s beat. 
From Brazil to Brussels — new funds for Earth’s healing plan,
When leaders shake hands, hope spreads across the land. 
In India’s Ahmedabad, flavours fused at FFTFest 2025,
Chefs, spices, laughs and plates — culture alive, souls felt alive. 
People toasted diversity, tasted global dreams in local streets,
November’s feast of union — when food and hearts meet.

[CHORUS]
November glow, let the stories rise...

Green forest breath in Brazil, deforestation down — lands reclaim,
Cerrado’s savanna sighs again, earth healed a little in its name. 
Nigeria lights a carbon-finance market, hopes to grow a greener field,
Africa’s step to future proof — where soil heals, air yields. 
In Geneva, health meets planet — One Health forum echoes change,
Scientists, farmers, voices unite — illness and nature exchange. 
Cross-continent care, for animals and humans joined in one frame,
November’s quiet revolution — where compassion earns its flame.

[CHORUS]
November glow, let the stories rise...

Tech and art swayed in peaceful halls — summits of hope not guns,
G20 in Johannesburg called solidarity, sustainability for all sons. 
Even without every leader present — unity still made its stand,
Africa-led summit whispering loud: the future’s in our hands.
As COP30 wraps with tension, but also with pledges signed,
Communities push for climate health — a chance for humankind. 
November’s not just storms and screams — there’s works, there’s plans, there’s hope,
In hidden deals, in whispered deals — new roots begin to grow.

[CHORUS]
November glow, let the stories rise...

green , clean , scene , mean ,
rise , skies , wise , prize ,
root , shoot , earth , worth ,
tone , bone , stone , home ,
heal , feel , real , zeal ,
food , mood , good , hood ,
tree , free , sea , be ,
light , night , fight , right ,
heal , seal , deal , real ,
hope , slope , cope , rope ,
grow , flow , glow , show ,
save , pave , brave , wave ,
earth , birth , worth , hearth ,
love , dove , prove , move ,
song , strong , belong , long ,
dream , seam , team , beam.

[CHORUS]
November glow, let the stories rise...

November spun soft — not with storms, but with seeds,
Hope in soil, light in deals, quiet doers planting deeds.
We ride this glow, we rap this beat, the small wins in our mind,
Stay tuned — next month rolls fresh, new stories for mankind.

Links to related articles:
https://www.reuters.com/sustainability/cop/takeaways-cop30-climate-summit-brazil-2025-11-23
https://www.reuters.com/sustainability/society-equity/what-business-faith-groups-can-learn-each-other-climate-action--ecmii-2025-11-10
https://www.economictimes.com/news/india/ahmedabad-showcases-global-flavours-and-culinary-talent-at-fftfest-2025/articleshow/125580915.cms
https://carbonbrief.org/cropped-5-november-2025-nature-finance-at-cop30-storms-devastate-crops-brazilian-deforestation-decline
https://genevaenvironmentnetwork.org/resources/newsletter/environment-whats-up-in-geneva-3-9-november-2025/
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2025_G20_Johannesburg_summit
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/7th_European_Union–African_Union_Summit
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2025_United_Nations_Climate_Change_Conference

NewsHop - November of 2025

“Time” is a journey through stillness, memory, and the strange moments where reality stretches thin. The track moves through drifting thoughts, frozen moments, and the weight of the world pressing in from political voices that twist language and shape the waves we feel.

This is a piece about losing yourself, finding yourself, and floating somewhere between levitating above old boundaries, seeing life from a different axis, watching the world slip deeper into noise while you rise out of it.

From resonant frequencies to mathematical metaphors, from personal reflection to sharp social commentary, “Time” blends poetry, rap, and atmospheric energy into one continuous wave. Some drown in it  ....some escape.

If you’ve ever felt suspended between who you were and who you’re becoming, this one is for you.

Time

believe in me

COLD DEAD EYES

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Great that you came across my music on SoundCloud - thank you for your visit - I hope you will enjoy the ride!

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About me:

AI M APED !
(ai music artist producer entertainer dj)

I was born and raised in a small village and made my own music since being able to make any kind of sound :)

I actively played the piano from 6 to 16 years of age.
Did set up my own Highschool grunge band in between (singer and bass), which ended quite literally during the last days of school :p

Bought myself a Yamaha DJX synth and made some electronic music.
Took a 'let's go work' break and went back to the synth around 2010 (scroll down in my tracks to the very bottom, to get a taste of me actual playing keys and arranging real played electronic music).

... and now - going with the time, while calling myself a pioneer in enjoyable, professional produced AI music. 
Most lyrics are my own and also the music isn't just a click (takes about 20-30 songs (often even more), before being able to start work on one final piece of music with editing and mastering).

Last but not least: 
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Peace, yours
Benjo80

#PINKORANGE
19y/o artist 

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I'm Taylor Curry, an artist from Omaha making music under the name 40RTI2DE. My sound blends grunge, emo rock, trap, and hip hop with lyrics that come straight from my real life. Every song I make is personal. It's how I process pain, remember the past, and find meaning in everything I’ve been through.

I don’t write to impress anyone. I write to tell the truth.
Sometimes it's raw, sometimes it's weird, sometimes it’s beautiful. But it’s always real.

If you’ve ever felt broken, haunted, or misunderstood, this music is for you.
Thanks for listening.



Experimental Electronic Music Artist
All music is written by Human

Music has always been my escape. It’s carried me through the darkest nights and the brightest days, shaping the way I see the world. I’ve always been drawn to lyrics—the message behind the music—because they let me create my own vision, my own story. Writing songs became my way of speaking when words failed me. For years, I held everything inside until music gave me the outlet I needed. Now I pour my heart into every lyric I write, hoping my songs can reach someone the way music has always reached me

Ever since I got a computer, I've been abusing it for organized noise. Meanwhile we speak the same language, and would like to speak to you. Eavesdroppers!

Very little is ever just one thing...

--BEWARE--
Unearned Wisdom
-and-
Smiling Glad-Hands

New tracks tagged #ExperimentalHipHop