Chujowy ambient dla ćpunów (ale za to z papą) (eq fix)

The New Pope is Dope” is a powerful fusion of epic cinematic soundscapes and underground hip-hop energy. NEMA blends sacred symbolism, spiritual wordplay, and cosmic vision into 16 bars of pure impact. Inspired by Hans Zimmer’s orchestral depth, the atmosphere of Halo, and the eternal echo of ‘Amen Forever,’ this track bridges Vatican echoes with modern beats. A blessing in rhythm, a prayer in sound, and a message of cycles, vision, and faith.

NEMA ~ AMEN ~ The New Pope is Dope

Komar

i cant tell the difference everything is the same
nobody wants me here and im trapped up in my ways
i just want free of this circle
its making me worse
every part of me hurts still
pack me up in a hearse
i dont care about all your visions
i lied cause ive seen them
everything is so distant
and my mind is still missing
(x2)

everything is the same

lyrics:
im already hating winter it aint even here yet
i spend my time inside just crying letting myself just tear up
and the bags on my eyes are heavy im way too tired waste my life i fear it
took a nap woke up now im out of it oh i know my mind aint here shit 

i need you how you were but you were never mine
so i guess i need you to go and just leave my life
everythings my fault baby please just hit my line
we could be together baby it would end out just fine
(x2)

fuckwinter

lyrics:
she told me not to hold on
pretty hard when your hearts been stolen
everything i do is so long
whens this over i dont know i dont know if i can go on
she told me its better off to forget
but im lost without your memory let me in
after everything i do now i cant accept
you cant leave me please what is happening
oooo everything we did is so pointless now
oooo were you in my life just to cause me pain slowly
tell me why you left i cant bear the pain of that
dont withhold and keep me stressed i cant maintain like that

please dont leave me alone i dont wanna die alone
please dont leave me here i hate it here i hate it

dont hold on

you could kill me girl
i dont even wanna die
its just livings been too hard and nothings looking fine
has anybody told you bout ways
everythings a haze
i would love for you to stay but i dont thinl your great for me

my life is blue girl
my life is blue girl
my life is blue girl
my life is blue

blue is the worst i love it

 fuck that (x?)
only know louie no vs yet anybody try tell me is an eeydat
i dont wanna hear no talk bout ps bro i know you aint got em trust me ive seen that
comin like a sink i rise that washed up boy shit coins i wouldnt mint that
he a dying star he a glint man im giving out light for free like a wingman

wing on boy that he chicken make decision your not saka put me in a box
tell me how man got a vision where i was sick and i needed you calling my shots
if rap dont work then i go and work harder what i told that prick rockin up in under aurmor
everything smooth till its jagged like harder i dont wanna think that twice like starmer
stall that boy got a parry like dark souls dark that deep it its long for arseholes
try walk a day you fuck up all my souls look at my dreams ypu could never reach my goals
try me try me try me i dare that boy try me try me
dont mess with it get slimy anybody wanna try me ignite me
try me try me try me i dare that boy try me try me
dont mess with it get slimy anybody wanna try me ignite me
fuck up that boy get his face all mashed mash that with a hammer hammer man like a nail
nailed at the party pop man like a bottle never bottled it im hot on the stove dont need a scale
you know that im new but i wanna put numbers on the board like my name push
no im not a dealer but i still stay anonymous selling my bars up like kush
ring on the phone i dont pick up i ghost anyone anyone want beef i turn em to stone
medusa how she comin she makin a boy freeze when she seduce me i feel more alone
but me and her in this together like dave she my psychotherapist music fixxing my ways
my lungs all clear but my brains been foggy i dont answer anyone back in a hurry
hurry to the money like im doing 100
like im doing 1000
like im overdue by a month i need me some housing
fuck that shit i was never the loudest

 fuck that (x?)
only know louie no vs yet anybody try tell me is an eeydat
i dont wanna hear no talk bout ps bro i know you aint got em trust me ive seen that
comin like a sink i rise that washed up boy shit coins i wouldnt mint that
he a dying star he a glint man im giving out light for free like a wingman

l no v

i hope yall like<3

you know that i suck at everything i do
tell me why im not feeling anything new
i might take my life i dont wanna live it out
i know im gonna fai i dont have effort for anything now
you know that im gonna die alone
21 im not gonna reach that milestone

i fucking suck

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For the first time in Junior Eurovision history, the world’s smallest state is sending its biggest dreamer... 11-year-old Luca Bellini will represent Vatican City at JESC 2025 with the playful anthem “BECOME A POPE"
Brimming with happy beats, humor, and innocence, Luca’s song tells the story of one boy’s sincere and ambitious quest to follow the path to the papacy.
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LYRICS:
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Ciao! 
My name is Luca Bellini
I'm eleven years old…
And I have a really
Really big dream

It’s not to be a rock star or astronaut—
I wanna… 
Become a pope!

Okay, so first… 
I have to be a priest?

Wait—
What’s a seminary?

When I was five I wanted to fly
Then I was six, I wanted to try
Being a doctor, or maybe the pope
Now I’m eleven, I’ve figured my hope

Gotta learn Latin, wear a big hat
Pray every morning, can you imagine that?
I’ll help the people, wave from the dome
I’ll live in Rome… 
With a holy phone

I wanna become a pope
With the ring and the robe and the hope
Climb every step from altar to throne
Oh! I’ll never be alone

I wanna become a pope
Blessing the world like a telescope
One little boy with a giant dream
Believe in faith and mint ice cream

I’ll study hard, theology too
History, mystery — Catholic view
Confession lines and Sunday Mass
I’ll practice patience in every class

Bishops and cardinals, they’ll all agree
“This kid’s got spirit, and humility”
Then the bells will ring, and pigeons fly
Habemus me, oh my!

I wanna become a pope
With the ring and the robe and the hope
Even if it takes a million years
I’ll wash the world’s tears

I wanna become a pope
Faith in my heart
And a horoscope
Wait—no! 
I mean catechism
I’ll fix my own lyricism

Maybe I’ll grow up
Maybe I’ll change
But faith and kindness 
Stay the same

I don’t need crowns or marble floors
Just open hearts and open doors

I’m gonna become a pope
With the light and the love and the hope
From Sunday school to heaven’s gate
I’ll keep the world awake

I’m gonna become a pope
Even if I still need parental scope
I’ll dream so big
The angels grin

Let holiness begin

Do I get to keep... 
The Hat?

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BECOME A POPE | JUNIOR EUROVISION 2025 | VATICAN CITY | LUCA BELLINI

dexth:
ive been runnin away in ur dreams
can somebody stitch back the seams
she an angel on ig but she left me broke
heart full of cope
lungs full of smoke
u treat me dead i feel unwell
i feel unwelllll
idek what to do
sittin in my room smokin shrooms 

pope:
your born in june like why july to me
i just miss myself like why the fuck would i be crying see
you could take me back but that wont happen so im empty
like could you just sit by side and get rid of all my envy
like could you just be there for me when you know i need you
sorry that aint equal and you aint got that much time free
i promise that im ln my knees but you wont see that cause you dont see me the way that i do
im dead without you my life so astrew bitch

bro get me the fuck out of here

Runnin it back

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On Saturday, November 29th, London's premier house night, Groove Odyssey, will be celebrating its 16th anniversary with an epic daytime party at Fabric nightclub, from 2 PM to 10 PM. 🥳

Over the past 16 years, Groove Odyssey has made a significant impact on London's club scene with its incredible events, and it continues to evolve, improving with each passing year 🙌

It's gonna be a massive celebration with three rooms of music featuring the maestro, the untouchable Louie Vega, with full support from Baltimore's DJ Pope, Bobby & Steve, Groove assassin, Faro, Ronnie Herel, Femi Fem, the House FM fam take over room 3, and live performances from Tasita D' Mour and UK legend Lauraine McIntosh from The Cool Notes plus many more 🔥

Tickets:
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Lineup 😍
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Louie Vega
DJ Pope
Bobby & Steve
Faro
Groover Washington
Tasita D'Mour - Live PA

Room 2 Soul, R&B & Afrobeat
Ronnie Herel
Femi Fem
Colin Francis
DJ Swerve
Vivy B
Bobby Dee
Laurine McKingtosh - Live PA (The Cool Notes)

Room 3 Hosted By House FM
Groove Assasin
Yooks
Miss Ray
Lauren Thompson
DJ Murell
Weeksey
Dave Foster

Tickets:
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At its core, the blorgpulkf is a pulsating, iridescent orb that thrums with an energy that can only be described as "the sound of a thousand bees having a rave inside a kaleidoscope." It's hypnotic, it's unsettling, and it's strangely addictive - like watching a lava lamp filled with Mountain Dew and gummy bears.

But that's just the beginning. Surrounding this pulsing heart are layers upon layers of... well, your guess is as good as mine. One moment it's a tangled web of neon tubes that hum with an eerie frequency, the next it's a churning mass of what appears to be sentient silly putty. And is that a tiny disco ball I see nestled in there? You bet your sweet bippy it is.

As for its features, the blorgpulkf is like a Swiss Army knife designed by a mad scientist with a penchant for pranks. It's got a button that releases a burst of confetti and the sound of a rubber chicken being stepped on, a lever that causes the whole thing to fold in on itself like a origami crane having an existential crisis, and a tiny compartment that dispenses a single, perfectly spherical grape every 37 hours.

But perhaps the most baffling feature of the blorgpulkf is its ability to communicate. Not with words, of course - that would be far too pedestrian. No, the blorgpulkf speaks in a language all its own, a cryptic code of flashing lights, whirring gears, and the occasional burst of atonal jazz played on what sounds suspiciously like a didgeridoo.




The plorksickle. It's like someone took a fever dream, a Mad Lib, and a Dada art installation, threw 'em in a blender, and hit "puree."

Picture this: a contraption that looks like it crawled out of a Salvador Dali painting and mated with a Rube Goldberg machine. It's got a crank that sounds like a yodeling ostrich, a button that releases a puff of glitter and the scent of existential dread, and a tiny screen that just flashes the word "moist" in Wingdings.

But here's the kicker - every time you think you've figured out what it does, it changes the game. One minute it's reciting beat poetry in binary code, the next it's turning itself inside out and becoming a Klein bottle. And don't even get me started on the time it started oozing a viscous liquid that tasted like the color purple.

Is it a tool? A toy? A sentient being from another dimension that's just really, really bad at communication? Your guess is as good as mine. All I know is, it's the most beautifully useless thing I've ever laid eyes on.

But maybe that's the point. In a world where everything has to have a purpose, a function, a reason for being, the plorksickle is a big, fat middle finger to the very concept of sense. It's absurdity for absurdity's sake, a Zen koan in physical form.

So if you ever see me on the street, cradling this bizarre little gizmo like a newborn lovechild, don't ask me what it does. Just nod, smile, and know that you're in the presence of something truly inexplicable. Something that laughs in the face of logic and spits in the eye of reason.

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Expect an unpredictable journey through sound, emotion, and humor, where genres collide and pop bends in strange new ways. Each song is conceived, composed, and performed with total sincerity, whether it’s built from voices, instruments, software, or hybrid experimentation. The focus is on the music itself: if it resonates, it resonates. No explanation required.

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Danielle & Dave’s favorite inventions include the vacuum and the peach pitter. Their father is simply known as Vessel… who may be an entity or a god.


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