"She Lifts Heavy" is an unapologetic gym anthem for strong women everywhere. With fierce bars, bass-heavy trap beats, and unstoppable energy, this track is all about power, resilience, and rising through sweat and scars. She doesn’t lift for the likes — she lifts for her peace, her strength, her glow. This is motivation for every rep, every tear, every triumph.

Play it loud. Lift like a queen. 👑💪

She Lifts Heavy

Writing and dropping a new 1-minute rap every Sunday! This is the rap of 
WEEK 3! Visuals along-side 'Jo Nava' over on my Instagram, TikTok and YouTube.

LYRICS:
I guess I'm rapping on any beat, every week, 'til I hit 20k
Don't get me wrong, it's not about the fame, it's 'bout community
I've got too much to risk to quit, I'm flowing energetically
And even if I tried, I know the guilt would haunt me every day

I'm burning through these bars like I'm soul-searching
Tried to shut it down, but these bars resurface 'til the world's heard them
Finding myself again through these words, guess I'm still flirting
One person I can't deny — she's in the mirror every morning

Nava was a chapter, shoutout to all the fans
Everyone who bought a ticket, stopped in the street to hear me rap
Everyone who shared a story — bought my CD
You gave strength, and I'm grateful for the love you've given me
And shoutout to my family, Andy, Mo, Cris and Leigh
They opened up my eyes, believed in me, and showed me what I couldn't see
Talk about loyalty — my real friends know where I'm going
If you call me Jo, not Josephine, you've been the longest on the circuit

Seen the haters out there — relax, I'm still learning
Your hate towards me says more about you, I guess you're still hurting
Why don't you call your son? I bet he wants to hear you love him
Enough 'bout the haters — the lovers, you give me real courage

Jo Nava (WEEK 3)

Writing and dropping a new 1-minute rap every Sunday! This is the rap of WEEK 1! Visuals along-side 'Rewind' over on my Instagram, TikTok and YouTube.

LYRICS:
Think I need to rewind time to where I started
Where I wrote a song to heal the world and not to hope it charted
Wonder who I am and what I've become
I noticed I've been running, but I wonder what I'm running from

Too many lies, too much news
No one knows what's real anymore
'Cause ain't nobody dares to share the truth
Fake chat, fake friends, fake lips, fake boobs
Filters on your photos — I can't recognise the real you

Everybody's talking, but nobody's saying shit
Don't voice your opinion if you don't know what the topic is
We should listen more, be less self-obsessed,
Delete shit off our phones so we can get some rest

Wanna get out my room, don't wanna live through a lens
I live in a peaceful place, and I forget I'm blessed
I've got food on my plate, a place to live,
A bed to sleep — damn, I must be in the 1%

Everybody wants fame, but they don't put in time
They want the reward, but then they skip the grind
If you can't pay the price, then don't commit the crime
We need a plot twist — flip the storyline

Rewind (WEEK 1)

Writing and dropping a new 1-minute rap every Sunday! This is the rap of 
WEEK 2! Visuals along-side 'Danish Girl in London' over on my Instagram, TikTok and YouTube.

LYRICS:
You don't know where I come from
Danish girl, but my home is in London
10 years here, I've been true to the game
Tried on all the hats for them to hear my name
Blood, sweat, tears — and where did it get me?
Beats in the streets and I'm hoping they hear me
Still 60 likes on the 'gram — not close
Should I pack it up, go home?

What's a girl with an accent on a UK beat worth, mhm
You can't playlist me, they say I'm too niche
But I tell you, that shit hurts
Man, girl needa shoutout
So confused and I'm close to a burnout
I try too many styles out
Sing, rap, DJ — they think I'm a sellout

This city has got my heart, for real though, I'm not gonna lie
Shaped who I am, I was reborn here, but I had to be buried alive, oh
London's not for the weak, it's for the dreamers, for the ones who believe
And the bars are real and the lyrics are mine
This shit could be timeless — got flow in my stride

I could go far with a little bit of luck and the right friends, mhm
Not tried this hard for this long to jump on a new trend, no
Why would I want to sound like you?
Why would I wanna hog truth?
All these wannabes all sound the same to me
Why did authenticity become uncool?

Drink at the pub and good chat
But fuck the small talk — I don't have time for that, oh
I wanna know the real you
Wanna know the secrets that scare you
Talk to me — talk about fears and dreams
I'm tired — this shit is boring me

Danish Girl in London (WEEK 2)

Writing and dropping a new 1-minute rap every Sunday! This is the rap of 
WEEK 4! Visuals along-side 'Innovator' over on my Instagram, TikTok and YouTube.

LYRICS:
Yo I'm back again
If you're new to this page my name is Josephine  hi
5'8 2 siblings spitting since 9 up in Copenhagen

Wow she's new who's she?
She's not UK that's right on a grime beat what?
People spoke and I've listened
'Bout to swing my pen see if you catch it

Some people kill 'em with kindness I kill 'em with lines
I don't need to mind the gap 'cause I'm bridging it  busy healing generational mindsets
Billie Jean King said pressure's a privilege  I don't mind
I'm a diamond I need pressure to shine
You can doubt me but you can't copy my timing

It's not about me it's bigger
I know legends eat me like dinner
They gave me a voice
Taught me how to cook a up flow
And let my soup simmer
My time to make 'em proud
Like Amazon I promise to deliver
I'm odd like Hans Zimmer
Too pale too posh to be considered

Watch me climb
Would you like to see a Danish rapper on the rise?
A matter of time
Risk of failing keeps me focused on the grind
Look mom I've got a hater
Still not blown up yet
But I'm trusting the Creator
The source has let me here
I was sent to be an innovator ah

Innovator (WEEK 4)

Writing and dropping a new 1-minute rap every Sunday! This is the rap of 
WEEK 5! Visuals along-side 'Parasite' over on my Instagram, TikTok and YouTube.

LYRICS:
What u sayin?

There's a parasite residing in the western brain
We forget how to breathe, but remember how to complain
Count the cash we made, but miss a mate's birthday again
We must fall in the category of the clinically insane

World's gone mad, but since everybody's mad, I'm the mad one for saying it
Acting like zombies, head buried, hoping for a fix - ah, adrenaline
Addicted to our hypothetical problems like a sickness, think we need medicine
So distracted by the past and the future, we've never seen the beauty we're living in

There's a parasite residing in the western brain
'If I buy another perfume, maybe then I'd be great
They trap our soul, steal our joy and teach us how to obey
Consumerism is a dangerous, criminal game

Outraged by discomfort in the comforts of our homes
When across the globe someone lost everything they know to a war zone
Complain about bills at dinner time, when someone tryna find rest tonight
Kiss our kids goodnight, while someone sings the last lullaby
We're blessed but we don't know it, got it all but don't give thanks for it
People out there would kill for the life we haven't acknowledged

There's a parasite residing in the western brain
Welcome to the western world of the clinically insane

Parasite (WEEK 5)

“Darling Dearest” is a heartfelt letter to the culture that raised me , Hip-Hop. This track is my love story to the rhythm, the grind, the poetry, and the pulse of the streets. Over a raw and soulful beat crafted by the very talented Stellar Sound Productions, I poured my truth into every bar, saluting 🫡 the genre that’s always held me down.

📝 Side Note:
Towards the end of my studio session, I started losing my voice a little 😅 so you might catch a few cracks here and there, but I kept it in, because to me, that little grime gave it even more realness 💪🏽

Hope y’all enjoy the vibe and feel the love I got for this game.
Thank you for rocking with ya girl BobbyB ❤️💯🎧

Darling Dearest (Prod. Stellar Sound Productions)

LIKE DAT Is a track done over a Bankroll Freddie record... Intended for Mixtape purposes while paying homage by Female Mc/Artist Roxx Ruger putting her own twist, lyrics, style and unique vibe to this hard bouncing hip-hop rap hit!

LIKE DAT

„Fake Fame? Nah, I’m Real.“

Dieser Track ist für alle, die sich nicht verkaufen, nur um zu glänzen.
Für die, die lieber echt bleiben auch wenn’s nicht im Trend liegt.
Ich bin keine Zahl. Kein Filter. Keine Show.
Ich bin real  auch wenn keiner klatscht.

🎙 Lyrics, Vocals & Vibe: Nada Samir
💣 Independent, ungeschönt, ehrlich

Hör rein, fühl’s oder scroll weiter. Ich mach das hier nicht für Applaus.



Fake Fame_Nah_Im_Real

Not an Ounce of Subtlety is a blistering eulogy for hip-hop’s soul, delivered by a possessed siren with a vendetta. It’s satire sharpened into a blade, grief turned into fire, and lyrical precision that dissects the industry’s rot. The track opens with a darkly comic domestic threat over Nicks “Super Bass,” then spirals into a genre-blending tirade—trapmetal, glitchcore, screamo-pop, and ambient horror collide in a sonic funeral dirge. Breath-rap CPR sequences, screamo breakdowns, and cosmic horror motifs pulse through every verse. This isn’t just a diss track—it’s a resurrection ritual, a manifesto, and a warning.
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💫 Hey fam, it’s Lightly. 💫
Thanks for listening. Every stream, repost, and follow means everything. I love you all.
If you’re feeling it, tap that ❤️ and share it.

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Not an Ounce of Subtlety

🎧 Bobbi Fisha – “Bea$tMode” 🐾🔥

Description
“Bea$tMode” hits like pure instinct — primal, fearless, and overflowing with hunger. Bobbi Fisha stalks through the beat like a storm in motion, blending raw aggression with hypnotic control. The drums growl, the bass snarls, and her voice commands. It’s more than a flex — it’s a transformation.
When the mask drops, the monster rhymes.

“Ain’t rage — it’s evolution on the mic.”

Bea$tM0de

Dive into "Eternal (WIP)" – a cinematic bass anthem in the making.

This track features a powerful Korean rap performance by K-ILLA laid over a bed of heavy subs, atmospheric synths, and a hard-hitting beat. "Eternal" is a statement of pride and confidence, built for massive sound systems.

This is a preview of what's to come. Let us know what you think in the comments!

유행은 끝났어
소셜미디어에 목을 매지 마
니들이 뭐라고 하든
내 노래는 영원해
알고 싶어? (아냐, 말하지 마)
잘못된 정보는 믿지 마
당신이 말하는 것은 가십일 뿐이야
내가 알아야 할 것은
세상을 뒤흔들 준비 됐어?
전 세계를 감동시킬 준비 됐어?
부모님을 기쁘게 할 준비 됐어?
언제든 전화해

(랄랄랄라)
랄랄랄랄랄라
랄랄랄랄랄라
랄랄랄랄랄라
랄랄랄랄랄라

그래
자랑스러워
(그래, 자랑스러워)
그래
자랑스러워
(그래, 자랑스러워)
그래
자랑스러워
(그래, 자랑스러워)
그래
자랑스러워
(그래, 자랑스러워)

랄랄랄랄랄라
랄랄랄랄랄라
랄랄랄랄랄라
랄랄랄랄랄라

Spinecky feat. K-ILLA - Eternal (WIP)

Weil Worte Türen öffnen – und Taten sie offen halten. Dieser Track feiert alle, die jeden Tag Grenzen verschieben und nicht um Erlaubnis fragen.

Stark wie ihr Wort

Zanotti Diss

(Scribes Of Avalon)🖊️📜

👑BobbybPhoolan (Bringing that passion and power )

I’ve been in love with music my whole life, but for the past three years, I stopped just listening and started speaking through it. Every verse I write comes from a real place… pain, power, truth, and the grind that shaped me.

I don’t box myself in. I pull from everywhere , Hip Hop, R&B, Rock, even a little Country. If it hits the soul, I’m with it. Music don’t care about your age, who you love, or where you came from, and neither do I.

This is more than a hobby… it’s my release, my voice, my rebellion.
If something I say hits you in the chest , then yeah, I did my job.
Welcome to MY story. 📖

Let’s make it timeless.
Let’s make it real.

🎙️🔥🖤 #BobbybPhoolan

For business inquiries, contact lightly@lightlymusic.com

🇩🇰 Danish girl in London
🔥 1-Minute Rap Sundays
(New video over on Instagram + TikTok + YouTube every week)

Nada Samir is a gifted German singer and songwriter hailing from Frankfurt am Main. Born on June 18th, 1996, she has created a unique sound blending elements of pop, indie pop, and R&B soul. Nurturing her passion for music from a young age, she began writing her own songs at the tender age of 13, and by 16, she was sharing her talent by posting cover songs on YouTube. Her music career took off in February 2020, with the release of her debut single "Your Promise." April 2nd, 2021 marked the release of her critically acclaimed debut album, "Heartbroken." And on January 1st, 2023, she has recently dropped her sophomore album "See You Next Life." Her music is an honest reflection of her feelings and experiences, delving into themes of depression and self-discovery.

Welcome to The Fermentation Cycle – a 1940s industrial-noir duology told as a slow-burn audio experience.

Every day I drop a new chapter with its own lofi score running through a crackling 1940s radio: low drums, hiss, distant horns, machinery in the walls. You’re not just reading a book – you’re inside a failing dockside brewery, listening to the pipes, the ledgers, and the rats under the floor.

Book I follows The Violet Boar, a once-powerful brewery in a corrupt coastal city, held together by heat, debt, queer love, and bad decisions. It’s adult, cerebral, immersive: pressure, politics, undercity tunnels, rat “choirs,” and a city that launders violence into paperwork.

Start at the Prologue and move forward a chapter a day, or let the playlist run like a haunted late-night radio station.

🔧 Tone: harsh 1940s noir, queer, anti-capitalist, psychological, slow escalation
🎧 Sound: lofi, tape-hiss, radio crackle, industrial ambience
📚 Project: The Fermentation Cycle Duology – The Violet Boar & Rats

The Fermentation Cycle is an adult industrial-noir duology set in 1940s Brineford, where Dockstring Ward runs on steam, rumor, and the kind of “civic” language that ruins people with clean hands.
At its center squats the Violet Boar Brewery, a once-proud Kiln now being slurred as a Loom, sweating heat and debt into the street like a confession.
Elara Wexley inherits the place and its failures, walking under a city that keeps score even when it pretends it doesn’t.
Every pipe, ledger mark, and shipment becomes leverage in a quiet war between rival breweries, supply yards, and the polite enforcers who call it regulation.
The Ward itself is a chorus — bars, docks, backrooms, and watchers — deciding what the Boar is worth, and what Elara is allowed to be.
Below the surface, the undercity’s layered infrastructure and rat-choir ecology mirror the city’s neglect: history stacked like rot you can’t fully scrub.
The story turns pressure into plot: money, heat, reputation, and intimacy all pushing until something breaks and the break changes the map.
It’s harsh, cinematic, and funny in the dark, obsessed with inheritance, survival, and the cost of naming what’s really happening.

IN MY OWN LANE... STILL DOING IT FOR THE LOVE... 
#StayDownTillWeComeUpAndKeepGoing

Ich liebe die Musik und hab durch Corona das Musikmachen für mich entdeckt. Ich arbeite mit Fl-Studio und Ableton. Spiele ein wenig Gitarre, Piano und Drums.

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