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Damso - Macarena X Move Your Body [Dj Crizla Mash-Up]

Mmmmh...
Yeah...
One hand on the wave —
One hand in the dark...
Let it drop…

Salt lips, stung by wind and rhyme,
You called me bright — then left on time.
Truth got spun in a sideways roll,
Now I dance with a ghost in a dubby soul.

Heartbeat synced with a bassline lie,
No land ahead, no reasons why.
Spinning thoughts like vinyl worn —
You left mid-track, and I was torn.

Barefoot beats on a creaking deck,
Your promises loop but never check.
Words I caught — they now decay,
In riddim loops that drift away.

🎶 Echoes don’t text back…
But your voice still rides this track.
“You’re my rhythm, my gold, my flame” —
Now I laugh at that glitchy claim.
You said forever — cool and slick,
Then vanished like a DJ trick.
Truth got dubbed in echo’s haze...
🎶 You danced out of your own phrase.


"Was interessiert mich mein Geschwätz von gestern?"
Wie’n Kick.
Wie’n Witz.
Mitten im Drop, mitten im Nichts.
Ich hör dich noch –
doch jetzt…
tanz ich allein.

You used to hang on every sound,
Now I’m background in your silent ground.
Scroll past love like it’s just a trend,
But basslines never truly end.

Myth you made from rhythm flow,
Now I remix what you let go.
No fade-out kiss, no final beat —
You left mid-mix, incomplete.

You kissed like chrome on lazy days,
Then ghosted through your data haze.
A ping, a pause, a silent sting...
I loop alone, but still I swing.

🎶 Echoes don’t text back…
But I groove through every crack.
“I’m your miracle, can’t lose me” —
Now I glide... beautifully.
You said forever, said “don’t fall” —
But faded like a ringtone call.
Your gospel loud, your exit thin...
🎶 And all I got? A German grin.

Night loops soft through smoky keys,
Your praise now floats in minor seas.
You lit me bright — then dimmed my flame,
Now I just dance and drop your name.

🎶 “So quiet… when love hits… the end…” 🎶

Gestern?

Boom in the chest...
Taste on the lip...
You call it love?
We call it whip.

That’s how we love —
Like sirens on a bed of glass,
Fast and filthy, built to crash.
Tongues on fire, rules undone —
We call it love,
but baby, run.

I don’t do slow, I don’t do safe,
We kiss like crimes and misbehave.
You brought a rose? I brought the flame —
Let’s watch the night forget your name.

Velvet? Nah. It’s latex heat.
My heart’s on snare, my soul on beat.
You want a hug? I brought the spark —
Now dance, or vanish in the dark.

Hold the bass…
Now let it drop.
Pull the pain…
Then make it pop.

That’s how we love —
With bites and bass, no time to think,
A slap, a spin, a spill of drink.
We taste the sweat, we ride the doom —
Call it love —
then torch the room.

Ink in veins, beat in bone,
We dance like gods who lost their throne.
No safety word, no second chance —
We bloom in chaos, not romance.

I bruise like basslines, cut like chords,
My love’s a riot, not a sword.
You want control? I want release —
Let’s break this floor
and call it peace.

Don’t fear the drop —
that’s where I live.
Don’t want the heat?
I’ve none to give.

That’s how we love —
Like thunder trapped in broken glass,
Too much, too fast, no time to ask.
We kiss the fuse, then light the gloom —
Call it love —
and clear the room.

That's How We Love (Dance Version)

I entered the room they said was mine,
but the windows sighed in someone else’s spine.
The wallpaper blinked in Morse-code gray,
and the mirror had already looked away.

A kettle boiled for no one at all,
and the chair had arms, but not to hold.
I sat — the gesture filed and stamped —
but nothing claimed me. Not even the lamp.

Where’s the rhythm they assigned?
Was there a form I failed to sign?
I step in time, but time resists —
each beat a room on a waiting list.

This isn’t dance — it’s compliance in sound,
A loop that loops because it’s bound.
My feet obey what I can’t feel,
A groove too soft to be real.

Renting motion, renting breath,
A sequence dressed in someone’s death.
If I move, I might belong —
But only till the song is gone.

The switch flipped back before I tried,
The room had rules it never supplied.
My shoes left prints that didn’t track,
Each step returned — but never back.

The fridge hummed laws I couldn’t cite,
While the ceiling flickered “You’ve no right.”
I swallowed rhythm, note by note,
As if consent was in the coat.

Where’s the breath that tastes like mine?
Which pulse forgives this borrowed spine?
I sleep to pass the audit test —
The beat will judge, the rest’s a guess.

This isn’t dance — it’s filing noise,
A motion dressed in public poise.
The track won’t free, it only checks,
If your movements earn their specs.

A shadow home, a hallway dream,
Where no one asks and nothing gleams.
I signed for keys that never came —
And danced so no one says my name.

Every wall I pass through glows,
But none of them have kept me close.
Still I dance — a borrowed flame,
The beat don’t lie… but won’t explain.

Not my file.
Not my floor.
Not my pulse.
Not my war.

Just this dance —
approved and brief.
I move beneath…
official grief.

No Dance

This track originally was Cathy Dennis' 'Touch Me (All Night Long)' because I'd made a mix last year but wanted to make a better one. It didn't make it on to SoundCloud because it kept getting rejected (I was able to upload that version to YouTube, though). I was scrolling YouTube trying to think of a vocal to replace Cathy with and came across the Ruffneck song 'Everybody Be Somebody' which I love but I always enjoyed 'Move Your Body' more. Many may not remember the vocalist, Yavahn (aka Joanne Thomas), by name but dance music pundits who remember Jomanda are familiar with her voice as she was one of the members of that trio. Sadly, Yavahn passed away in 2003 but left an indelible print on dance music that lives on today. Track is not being monetized.

Ruffneck feat. Yavahn - Move Your Body (MJB:217 Remix)

Monday vibes, sky dripping low,
June steps in with a liquid flow.
Barefoot hips on the wooden line,
I sip that steam and feel just fine.

No plan, no pace, just rhythm play,
Chair clicks soft while the beats delay.
Window wide, I catch the tone,
And the drops? Oh — they groove alone.

Close my eyes, feel the pulse ignite,
Let the rain hit soft, then bite.
Cool breeze slides, breath goes deep,
This groove ain’t made for sleep.

🌧️ Dab… dab… dab… dabdabdabdabdab…
Rain hits right with a downtown stab.
Floor gets wet — but I still glide,
Drop that beat, I ride the tide.

🪟 Move it slow… then faster, now!
Rain got rhythm — show me how.
Dabdabdab… feel the floor,
I need that bass, I need some more.

Streetlamp flickers in the blur outside,
While I two-step with the storm in stride.
Each splash kicks like a snare too slick,
I bend, I twist — it’s automatic.

Steam on skin, I catch that glow,
Monday’s low gets a disco flow.
No one calls, no one speaks —
Just rain and funk in velvet leaks.

💃 (Minimal vocals — just: "Dabdabdab… oh, move that...")
🎛️ (Filtered synths, rain fx, deep pads, echo stabs)

🌧️ Dab… dab… dab… dabdabdabdabdab…
Bassline smooth like a midnight cab.
Wind might howl, but I’m on beat,
Window wide, and I feel that heat.

🪟 Barefoot bounce… no shoes, no shame,
Just me and the rain in a shadow game.
Dabdabdab… I’m soaking in —
Let the night begin again.

Dab… dab… dab…
(Murmured echo: “Dance with the rain… feel it again…”)
Dabdabdab…
(Snap, sway, fade…)

Dab Dab Dab

Steam on the glass, pasta gone cold,
Rush-hour hearts and deadlines unfold.
But when the silence slides in smooth,
You walk back in — like a midnight groove.

Eyes shut tight, but the flash runs deep,
Laugh on repeat, no time for sleep.
We bent with joy, broke into flame,
Now you're back — whispering my name.

Lali lalala… can’t forget me… hahaha.
Still in your rhythm, still in your skin,
I’m the pulse you feel within.
Lali lalala… still not free… nah nah nah.
You spin in clubs, I slip right in —
Like perfume, thought, or original sin.

Neon drinks, new faces, play —
You danced the noise, you moved the day.
But I’m the glitch in your perfect scene,
The backbeat ghost on the silver screen.

Chop your food, pour your wine,
I'm that voice between the lines.
The laugh that kicks behind your smile,
You knew I'd come — I’ve got that style.

Lali lalala… can’t forget me… hahaha.
Still in your rhythm, still in your fire,
I’m the loop that won't expire.
Lali lalala… still not free… nah nah nah.
You dance to forget, but darling — hey,
I’m the beat that makes you stay.

You moved on? Nah — that’s cute.
I'm in the bass drop, in your route.
You hit rewind, I glide right through,
Just a groove... stuck to you.
"Enjoy…" (echo echo)
"Just a movie?" — Nah. I'm the view.

Lali lalala… can’t forget me… hahaha.
Laugh lines fade, but I still bite,
Groove with me — just one more night.
Lali lalala… still not free… nah nah nah.
Not a ghost — just a bassline mind,
And baby, I’m the dancing kind.

Can't Forget Me (Dance)

She slides in slow, like velvet smoke,
No name to call, no words she spoke.
Eyes in gold, a secret shine,
You feel her beat before it’s time.

She moves like rhythm wrapped in skin,
A hush, a glance — you’re locked within.
She spins the night, then disappears,
You’re dancing now, but chasing years…

You catch her shadow in the bass,
One glimpse, then gone — no final trace.
A whisper in your neon haze,
She pulls you deep, then walks away.

🎵 Mrs. Mystery — fire in disguise,
Dancing through dreams with midnight eyes.
Moves like fever, flows like wine,
Here one second, then out of time.
🎵 Mrs. Mystery — can’t catch her glow,
Slips through fingers, smooth and slow.
You feel the heat, you feel the vibe —
But never know what’s locked inside.

She sways like bass in candlelight,
Your logic fades, your grip gets tight.
Each breath she takes — a brand-new song,
You try to hold, but she’s already gone.

Perfume wrapped in velvet rain,
You smile — then feel that ache again.
You tell the tale, you hum her sound,
But she’s not one to stick around.

She’s in the drop, she’s in the groove,
A rhythm you can’t ever prove.
One look, one night — no guarantee,
She’s what the dance was meant to be…

🎵 Mrs. Mystery — fire in disguise,
Dancing through dreams with midnight eyes.
Moves like fever, flows like wine,
Here one second, then out of time.
🎵 Mrs. Mystery — can’t catch her glow,
Slips through fingers, smooth and slow.
You feel the heat, you feel the vibe —
But never know what’s locked inside.

(Looped whisper with delay & filter)
Mrs. Mystery... flows like wine...
She’s not yours… she’s not mine…

Mrs. Mystery

Click and drag through a pixel dream,
White cliffs glow in a bluish beam.
Shadows move, but I stand still —
Just me and that glowing windowsill.

Cobblestone lanes I’ll never feel,
Shopfronts framed in a silent reel.
My soul walks maps I’ll never tread,
A ghost in views that loop my head.

I zoom, I tilt, I pan too slow,
Through alleyways I’ll never know.
Every pub sign, soft and dim —
Feels like a prayer I’ll never sing...

🎵 Never been to Dover — my life is kinda over?
Waves crash in my dreams, while I'm just a viewer, sober.
Scrollin' through the longing — heart stuck in a rover,
This deep groove ain't a trip — but I still let it hover.

🎵 Never touched the harbor light,
But it glows in me each night.
Dover in my mind, on loop,
Dancing slow to dreams I scoop.

I chase seagulls through the screen,
Overlayed on skies too clean.
Postcards stacked in folder tabs,
A traveler with no taxi cabs.

Soft fog wraps my windowpane,
Still, I cruise the phantom lane.
Your seaside town, my inner beat —
A voyage played on pixel heat.

Can’t smell the salt, but I feel the blue,
A rhythm in me that won’t come true.
Every frame, a lullaby,
A digital kiss I can’t untie…

🎵 Never been to Dover — my life is kinda over?
Waves crash in my dreams, while I'm just a viewer, sober.
Scrollin' through the longing — heart stuck in a rover,
This deep groove ain't a trip — but I still let it hover.

🎵 Never touched the harbor light,
But it glows in me each night.
Dover in my mind, on loop,
Dancing slow to dreams I scoop.

White cliffs fade in a chrome-tinted sky…
And I?
Still scrollin’...
Still dreamin’...
Still groovin’…

Never Been to Dover

Title: "You Dance the Discofox" by KI Sunclub Mallorca
Get swept away by the irresistible groove of "You Dance the Discofox" by KI Sunclub Mallorca!  This vibrant track is a love letter to the magic of the dance floor, passionate romance, and the thrill of the night. Packed with funky beats, shimmering synths, and a catchy chorus, it pulls you straight into the heart of Disco Fox. The lyrics paint a story of two souls uniting in dance, soaring through the city, and starting a bold new chapter together – all under the glow of the Disco Fox light. Perfect for dance parties, romantic moments, or just vibing to the rhythm of the night!

You dance the Discofox - KI Sunclub Mallorca

Hier findest du Musik von Patrick Levien KI ProjektJesus Christus KI Generation , KI Komplott und Ki Sunclub Mallorca. Dieses Projekt wurde am 9 April 2025 von Uwe Joswig gestartet . 

Here you'll find music by Patrick Levien KI Projekt, Jesus Christus KI Generation, KI Komplott, and Ki Sunclub Mallorca. This project was started on April 9, 2025 by Uwe Joswig.

Amateur remixer, self-teaching myself the ropes. Check out some remixes I've made. Inspired by 90s house and R&B. Nothing is being monetized.

Hi there — welcome to my corner of the web.

I’m here for one simple reason: to share my music with you.
Take a listen, explore, and I hope something here resonates with you. Enjoy the vibe!

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