TRAP TYPE BEAT (ILLUMINATED)

Run That Back

Velvet Rain: The Stripclub

White Noise

suckitup

🍻 This Rowdy Life is a cheeky, boisterous pub-folk anthem packed with spilled drinks, stolen kisses, lost bets, and unapologetic joy. Backed by fingerstyle guitar, fiddle, and stomping rhythm, the track blends humor and heart in a singalong that feels right at home on a sticky bar floor at 2AM.

Recorded with gang vocals, shout-along choruses, and a big "Hey, ho, one more round!" energy, it's both a celebration of chaos and a wink at those who’ve lived it.

Featuring call-and-response, echo lines, crowd chants, and a warm acoustic finish, This Rowdy Life captures the mess, mischief, and magic of nights you remember just enough to laugh at in the morning.

Raise your pint, spill your secrets, and join in — no regrets.

Like and repost if you enjoy: folk punk, Irish drinking songs, sea shanties, rowdy pub chants, acoustic tavern storytelling.

[LYRICS]

Woke up in boots that aren’t me size,
A barmaid winks with wicked eyes.
Cards on the floor, the table’s tipped,
Rum’s on me shirt from where I sipped.

Last night I kissed a lass or two,
One laughed and said, “Well fancy you!”
She pulled up close and pinched me hat
Then took me chips, just like that.

Hey, ho, one more round, our chips were lost without a toss
Our rum was spilt, aye! and table flipped.

We called it luck and let it slip.

Raise your glasses, stomp the floor!
Sing it loud, then shout for more!
Spill your secrets, spill your ale
This rowdy life was made to fail!

The bouncer’s shoutin’, I’m long gone—
I darted left, me coat was pawned.
I won some pride and lost me coin—
But chaos, love, and I still join.

Moon still high, me brain’s a fog,
Me pal’s out barkin’ like a dog.
A lass just flashed a wicked grin—
And said, “Let’s see if you can spin.”

I danced atop the sticky bar,
Got dared to kiss a lass named Mar.
She slapped me face, then poured a brew—
Said, “That’s for charmin’ half the crew!”

The floorboards creak, the lights burn low,
We’re tales the barkeep shouldn’t know.
I’ve got no map, but still I steer—
With reckless joy and flat warm beer.

Raise your pint and stomp once more!
Life’s too cracked to keep the score!
Spill your secrets, spill your pain
Then drink and dance and love again!

Who’s got regrets? Not me, not now!
Not me, not now!

We broke the rules and lived somehow!
Lived somehow!

This rowdy life won’t treat you kind
But aye, it’s the finest you will find!

This Rowdy Life (Lyrics Below)

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Sunset

DARK TRAP TYPE BEAT (LONELY NIGHT)

Made to music by suno ai.

Im Haus, wo Stimmen sonst laut klingen,  
lässt sich das Kind ins Schweigen bringen.  
Nur Worte, die man braucht zur Pflicht,  
keine mehr – warum auch - in Sicht.

Er kocht allein, geht still davon,  
fragt nicht, erzählt nichts – kaum ein Ton.  
Bis tief in die Nacht die Augen glühen,  
beim Zocken sich ganz arg bemühen.

**Refrain:**  
_Was du gibst, wird zurückgesandt,  
doch schweigst du, bleibst du allein im Land.  
Wer fordert viel und wenig teilt,  
wird zum Schatten, kalt und verpeilt._

Beim Abendbrot, es ist ganz still,  
kein Dank, kein „Bitte“, bleibt ein Will.  
Will haben, nehmen, fordert viel,  
doch Schenken wär der Deal!

Die Großen hoffen, reden leise,  
sehen seine stille Weise.  
Gemeinschaft schwindet, wächst nicht mehr,  
Das Zusammenleben – kalt und leer.

**Refrain:**  
_Was du gibst, wird zurückgesandt,  
doch schweigst du, bleibst du allein im Land.  
Wer fordert viel und wenig teilt,  
wird zum Schatten, kalt und verpeilt._

Überheblich, verurteilt laut  
Leider keine Brücken baut.  
Kein Geben und Nehmen –  
so bleibt man einsam, ohne Leben.

Im Miteinander liegt die Macht,  
Respekt und Interesse angedacht?  
Freundliche Worte können klingen,  
wer offen gibt, kann wieder singen.

**Refrain:**  
_Was du gibst, wird zurückgesandt,  
doch schweigst du, bleibst du allein im Land.  
Wer fordert viel und wenig teilt,  
wird zum Schatten, kalt und verpeilt._

Translation into English

In the house, where voices once rang loud,
the child is brought to silent shroud.
Only words needed for the task,
no more — none in sight to ask.

He cooks alone, then leaves in quiet,
asks no questions, tells no riot.
Until late at night his eyes will glow,
focused hard on games, aglow.

Chorus:
What you give is sent back again,
but if you stay silent, alone you remain.
Who demands much and shares but little,
becomes a shadow, cold and befuddled.

At dinner time, it’s very still,
no thanks, no “please,” just takes at will.
Wants to have, to take, demands a lot,
but giving – now that’s the plot!

The grown-ups hope, speak soft and low,
they see his silent, somber show.
Community fades, no more it grows,
Living together – cold and froze.

Chorus:
What you give is sent back again,
but if you stay silent, alone you remain.
Who demands much and shares but little,
becomes a shadow, cold and befuddled.

Arrogant, loudly judging,
unfortunately no bridges bridging.
No give and take —
so one stays lonely, without life’s sake.

In togetherness lies the power,
respect and interest—do they flower?
Kind words can still resound,
who gives openly can sing profound.

Chorus:
What you give is sent back again,
but if you stay silent, alone you remain.
Who demands much and shares but little,
becomes a shadow, cold and befuddled.


Was du gibst

Runaway

DARK TRAP TYPE BEAT (AFTERMATH)

Hall Of Frame | Don Toliver | Type Beat

Midnight

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Actor format a l'Institut del Teatre. Pianista i dissenyador sonor en teatre. /
Trained actor from Institut del Teatre. Pianist and sound designer for theatre.

I’ve always lived at the crossroads of music and poetry — where feeling becomes form, and melody turns memory into meaning. Whether it’s a lingering jazz note, a well-placed rhyme, or a shift in tempo that tells a deeper story, I’m drawn to that quiet magic where art reflects life with a little more style.

My roots are in classic music — the kind that doesn’t chase the moment but lingers with you long after the last note. Over time, that love expanded into poetry writing and jazz — especially the kind that swings, speaks, and smirks all at once. Jazz, to me, isn’t just a genre; it’s a personality. A conversation. A little tilt of the head and a grin that knows more than it says.

When I set out to create an album, it’s rarely just a collection of songs. I approach it like a personal playlist — one that drifts and flows as if the entire tracklist were one long, uninterrupted piece. Each track leans into the next, shifting mood, pace, or voice, but always carrying the same thread of feeling. I want you to listen the way I do — not as a shuffle of moments, but as a cinematic arc. One breath that lasts an hour.

Lyrically, my work is rooted in lived experience. Sometimes it’s obvious. Other times it’s just the skeleton of a memory, dressed up in wit, irony, or longing. I draw from real-life events, then let the poet in me twist, stretch, or sweeten them to taste. Depending on the tone of the album — playful, romantic, nostalgic, or something in between — I try to keep the emotional truth intact while giving it a fresh coat of creativity. A little humor where it fits. A deeper dive where it hurts.

My newest jazz album continues this tradition — short-lined swing tracks, conversational duets, and tongue-in-cheek storytelling. It’s an homage to late-night alleyway ballads, rooftop serenades, and train station goodbyes — all bound together with a sense of charm and cohesion. Each song is its own little scene, but together they tell a story — one you can revisit with each replay.

Thanks for stopping by my profile. I hope you find something that earns a spot on your repeat-play list — a melody, a lyric, or a moment that feels like it was written just for you.

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