"Do Your Own Thing!" | 104 bpm, C major

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Limitless is Real Bars at full power — cinematic boom-bap at 95 BPM with orchestral jazz textures, vintage soul breaks, and deep analog warmth. Lyrical, motivational, and mind-expanding.

Themes: self-mastery, epigenetics, consciousness, meditation, frequency, breaking mental ceilings.

Hook (excerpt):
“I’m limitless, breaking every wall they built,
No ceiling can contain this…
Energy flowing through dimensions they can’t see —
The universe is boundless.”

Credits
Vocals/Lyrics: Real Bars
Production: Chris Sunshare • Mix/Master: Chris Sunshare
Label: Harmoniq Records • BPM: 95 • Key: [TBD]

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A travel in hip-hop jazz contaminated. 1h mixtape

JAZZIN' #2 - when jazz meets hiphop - mixtape

"Midnight Confessions on the Boulevard" 

(Lyrics)

(Intro)

(Verse 1) 

Streetlights bleed through the blinds in Morse code

But the message is corrupt, it just adds to the load

I’m analyzing water stains, tryna map 'em on the ceiling

A new constellation for the dreams that went reeling

Off the axis. It’s the 2 AM interrogation

No badge, no spotlight, just the hum of the ventilation

And the echo of the person I was supposed to be

Or wanted to be

Or… was it just a bad audition for a part that wasn't me?

This whole city’s a stage, and I forgot the lines

So I just trace the neon, looking for the signs.

(Pre-Chorus) 

The boulevard’s a river, but the current’s all static

The bodega light's a beacon, but my hope is asthmatic

I’m just... stuck.

In this cinematic loop

And the silence is a megaphone for all the mental... soup

And I just can't shake this echo, can I?

(Chorus) 

Oh, the city sleeps

But I’m awake with all the ghosts it keeps

Midnight confessions on the boulevard

(It’s falling apart, it's falling apart...)

(Turnaround)

(Verse 2) 

I remember 3 AM at the all-night diner

You flicked a sugar packet, (quieter) "You're an over-analyzer."

Maybe you were right.

I trace the coffee ring you left on the vinyl booth

It's a perfect circle, zero, but I'm always seeking proof

I’m trying to find the "why" when you were just "good-bye"

It wasn't malice, it was just… apathy

And I don't know which one stings worse, see?

It's the "un-fulfillment" prophecy

Now I’m just another story that the asphalt’s heard

Another late-night poet broken by a word.

(Pre-Chorus 2) 

And the echo's got a name now, it's got a face now

It's got a key to the damn place now

I'm running out of room, I'm running out of space, I'm running—

It's coming up, the wave is...

(Chorus 2) 

Oh, the city sleeps

But I’m awake with all the ghosts it keeps

Midnight confessions on the boulevard

(It’s falling apart, it's falling apart...)

(Bridge) 

I'm tired of this... boulevard.

I'm tired of the performance.

The "cool" detachment. It's just a costume.

It's just… rust.

And underneath it, I am terrified.

Terrified that this is it.

That the dream was just the anesthesia

for the operation of a normal life.

And I woke up too soon.

(pause)

Are you listening?

(long pause)

...I wouldn't.

(Final Chorus) 

Oh, the city sleeps (Can't turn it off!)

But I’m awake with all the ghosts it keeps (It's too loud, it's too loud, get it out)

Midnight confessions on the boulevard (Just let me sleep!)

(It’s falling apart, it's falling apart...) (It's not real, it's not real, keep running) (It's falling, it's all falling...)

(Outro)

Midnight Confessions on the Boulevard

"Ultraviolet" 

(Lyrics)

(Intro)

(Verse 1) 

City's breathing, slow.

Got that low-light, neon glow.

Pavement's wet, it's looking like... paint.

I just slip inside, escape the faint

sound of the traffic.

The atmosphere is static.

Then I see you... automatic.

Shadow in the doorframe, moving like you know the game

It's... magnetic.

Yeah... it's kinetic.

The way the crimson light just hits your silhouette.

Haven't even spoken yet.

(Pre-Chorus) 

And the whole room just dissolves

It's a problem I can't solve

And I'm... losing my focus...

Yeah, I'm... locked in your orbit...

(Chorus) 

Oh, you're just like... ultraviolet

A color that I've never seen, but you're igniting

Something in my chemistry

You're just... ultraviolet

A fever dream in C minor

I'm blinded by the... vibe...

But I don't wanna find the light...

(Verse 2) 

Ice cubes clicking, that's the only... sound.

Yeah, the rhythm of the room just... slowed down.

You got that... classic gaze.

We're lost inside this velvet haze.

I don't even know your name.

But the feeling's unambiguous, this is... dangerous.

The way you... move.

Got nothing left to prove.

This whole world is muted, it's just this... booth.

The unspoken... truth.

Yeah... the beautiful, unspoken truth.

(Pre-Chorus) 

And the whole room just dissolves

It's a problem I can't solve

And I'm... losing my focus...

Yeah, I'm... locked in your orbit...

(Chorus 2) 

Oh, you're just like... ultraviolet

A color that I've never seen, but you're igniting

Something in my chemistry

You're just... ultraviolet

A fever dream in C minor

I'm blinded by the... vibe...

But I don't wanna find the light...

(Bridge) (Wordless Melody)

Ooooooh...

Aaaaaah...

Ooooooh...

(Final Chorus) 

Oh, you're just like... ultraviolet

A color that I've never seen, but you're igniting

Something in my chemistry

You're just... ultraviolet

A fever dream in C minor

I'm blinded by the... vibe...

But I don't wanna find the light...

(Outro)

Ultraviolet

"The Alibi" 

(Lyrics)

(Intro)

(Verse 1) 

Okay, look. The timeline's concrete, don't you break it.

We left the lobby at ten. Got receipts for the valet, just... take it.

We drove the coastline, the long way, the windows were down.

If they ask about the noise, we were... we were just leaving town.

Had dinner at that spot, "The Coral Key," the one with the flickering sign.

The waiter, he saw us. He'll... he'll say we were fine.

Just... keep the details straight. Keep your breathing... level.

We were never at the mansion. We were never... involved.

Just... stick to the script.

(Chorus 1) 

I don't remember the timeline...

I just remember the rain on the glass.

I don't remember the alibi...

Just your hand on the wheel... driving too fast.

You're building a story

With all of these... intricate pieces...

But I'm just... I'm just stuck in the feeling.

(Verse 2) 

Stop. You're drifting. I can... I can see it in your eyes.

That look... that's the one that just... it ruins the disguise.

This isn't 'bout a feeling, this is 'bout the consequence.

This is 'bout the lock, the box, the... the lack of evidence.

They're gonna ask about the scratches. They're gonna ask about the tear.

You say you tripped on the boardwalk, we were... getting some air.

Don't... don't look away. Look at me.

It's just a performance. This is... this is act three.

Just... hold it together.

(Chorus 2) 

I don't remember the timeline...

I just remember the rain on the glass.

I don't remember the alibi...

Just your hand on the wheel... driving too fast.

You're building a story

With all of these... intricate pieces...

But I'm just... I'm just stuck in the feeling.

(Bridge) 

Ooooooh...

Aaaaaah...

Ooooooh...

(Final Chorus / Climax) 

I don't remember the timeline...

I just remember the rain on the glass.

(Just stay calm. Stick to the script. Ten P.M. We were fine.)

I don't remember the alibi...

Just your hand on the wheel... driving too fast.

(The waiter saw us. We were there. It's okay. It's... it's okay.)

You're building a story...

But I'm just... I'm just stuck in the feeling.

(Outro)

 ...stuck in the feeling...

The Alibi

"Polaroid Dust" 

(Lyrics)

(Intro)

(Verse 1) 

I remember the color... it was... Kodachrome gold.

A specific kind of sunlight, that... 4 PM hold.

You had that yellow dress on... the one with the... jasmine print.

The one you found at the market... yeah, every single hint

of the thread... it's... it's still clear in my head.

We were drinking... cheap rosé from a paper cup, we said

we'd save up for the "real stuff"... but we never did.

And the song on the radio... 'Summer Madness'... it just... slid

right into the moment. It was perfect.

It was... precise. Every detail... locked in.

Safe.

(Chorus 1) 

Oh, the colors run...

You're in love with a replica.

That's not how it was...

You're just... polishing the Polaroid dust.

You... you curated the memory

You... you edited out the pain...

But the feeling...

The feeling... it remains.

(Verse 2) 

No, the dress was... it was yellow. Or was it... was it white?

No, it... it was yellow. It was... it was definitely bright.

And the wine... it wasn't cheap, it was... it was what we could afford.

Stop... stop changing the details. We... we weren't bored.

We were... happy.

(pause)

The song... was it 'Summer Madness'? Or was it...

...was it raining?

No, the sun was setting. I... I know I remember the sun.

Why is it getting blurry?

Why... why can't I hold it?

It's... it's right there. It's... just... hold on.

It was...

(Chorus 2) 

Oh, the colors run...

You're in love with a replica.

That's not how it was...

You're just... polishing the Polaroid dust.

You... you curated the memory

You... you edited out the pain...

But the feeling...

The feeling... it remains.

(Bridge) 

Ooooooh...

Aaaaaah...

Ooooooh...

(Final Chorus / Climax) 

Oh, the colors run...

(Yellow... it was yellow... right?)

You're in love with a replica.

(The song... I know the song...)

That's not how it was...

(It was perfect... wasn't it?)

You're just... polishing the Polaroid dust.

(Stop... stop fading... please...)

(Outro) 

The dress...

(pause)

...it was...

Polaroid Dust

A hand on the small of your back during a crowded party that says “I’ve got you” without a single syllable.
You are safe.
You are held.
You are not required to do nothing more than keep breathing beside me.

It’s not meant to be depressing. It’s the original “YOLO” – but instead of “you only live once, so get wasted,” it’s “you only live once, so stop screwing around with trivial nonsense.

Catastrophic Dreaming Misguided

Personal Pantheum too

Tranquil Love

Memento Mori

Personal Pantheum

PANIC ERA

VOID EATER (공허를 먹는 자)

Panic Era

BODY QUAKE (바디 퀘이크)

You know that moment when a tiny tune slips out and someone lights up—“it’s catchy”? This song lives there. A cheeky love note to the kind of hook that jumps from a hum to a whole room of feet moving, with a wink, a finger-snap, and a grin you try not to show.

It’s Catchy

Sample used: The Shade of the Mango Tree by Luiz Bonfá

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