Metal, Rock, Indie, Punk II

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Instrumental Rock

Universal

Ear Candy Rock

In your face retro hard rock instrumental (newly remastered)

Passive Aggressive

World Gone Wild

Bad Blood

An instrumental hard rock track making extensive use of odd drum signatures, because they are sexy. 
I hope you´ll share my perception.
Guitar used:
Schecter Damien Elite 8 string
Bass used:
Rickenbacker 4003

Getaway

Unbalanced Love Affair

Unbalanced

Trap

Run And Hide

Sandstorm In San Diego

A Force To Reckon With

Bloodstained

The Abyss

Perseverance

Grim (Remastered) - The 39th Floor EP

The Calling

The Battle Of Newbury - From the album Turbo-Laser - by Turbo-Laser

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The Battle Of Newbury

Ultra Metal - From the album Turbo-Laser - by Turbo-Laser

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Ultra Metal

Lyrics:

Numbly counting days
Trapped inside this role
Ropes on tired hands
A step away from fall

Clinging to the unknown
In the fight with the time
The familiar call of the apathy

Stop! Stop! -
Trying but failing

Stretched to nigh being torn
In the hands of the lies
And fiction envious of this reality 

Hold on
To all that's remaining

Rise!
Pain of being awake
Is no excuse for the lies
Can't just keep closing your
Eyes
We're far from the end
Still dormant in this denial

Favor roll of the dice
And trust the loudest of all!
Incessant screams of the crowd drown the reason

Wake up!
Illusions will fall

Tales promoting the lies
While fooled submissively wait
For fading halo to light up their hero

Shut up!
Delusions is all you know!

Rise!
Pain of being awake
Is no excuse for the lies
Can't just keep closing your
Eyes
We're far from the end
Still dormant in this denial

Desperate run towards this brittle peace of mind
Anxiety devoured from within
Eyes down...
I'll wait it out
This time...

Denial

Guitar driven rock with a 90's vibe. Home grown in Metro Detroit. Recorded and produced at Cat Box Studio.

Eight

Track one

2Fall4U

Crazy Love (prod.Matthew May)

So Into You

Run it up, run it up
Run me them pockets
You been a real bad dude so I'm holding you hostage
I'm in a real bad mood that you need to acknowledge
I think it's funny ain't nobody wanna stick around and listen to the raps
Now they finna listen when I reach into the backpack
Pull the mac out
Finna spaz out
Boutta pull a Eminem
Need the fat stacks
In the backpack
Need a bad bitch
With some good cat yeah
Good little kitty kitty
Got them fat titties
All my life I been running through the damn city
People tryna tell me how to handle my personal feelings
I ain't goin yo
Nope not goin hoe
Fan base growing tho
I ain't coming home
Drugs straight to the dome
No syrup in the foam
Stack the cash
I want it fast
I need my mask
To beat yo ass
Yeah we finna run it up, run it up

Woah
Never gon stop
Only thing I understand is climbing to the top
I'm tryna be a prodigy
And make my family proud of me
I got to conquer poverty
And maybe buy me a couple of properties
No
Can't hang with the rats
Sleeping upside down like a damn bat
Gotta watch all the angles for the traps
Feelin like sand man gotta stay intact
Finna eat the beat I'm pack man
Beat the pussy up I'm tarzan
Doin what I want cause I can
Pulling up in the corvette damn
Fuckin off and having my baddie gimme a lap dance
Doin one hell of a job she earn 5 bands
Energy be bouncing all over the walls like vans
I could never give you the advantage under any circumstance
People always change
So I gotta change my ways
I can't be no fuckin lame
It's time to turn to supersayin
One punch that motha fucka
Stole his girl man she switched lovers
She tryna fuck under covers
Bad thing she wants it w no damn rubber
Hahaha, I did that

Run it up, run it up
Run me them pockets
You been a real bad dude so I'm holding you hostage
I'm in a real bad mood that you need to acknowledge
I think it's funny ain't nobody wanna stick around and listen to the raps
Now they finna listen when I reach into the backpack
Pull the mac out
Finna spaz out
Boutta pull a Eminem
Need the fat stacks
In the backpack
Need a bad bitch
With some good cat yeah
Good little kitty kitty
Got them fat titties
All my life I been running through the damn city
People tryna tell me how to handle my personal feelings
I ain't goin yo
Nope not goin hoe
Fan base growing tho
I ain't coming home
Drugs straight to the dome
No syrup in the foam
Stack the cash
I want it fast
I need my mask
To beat yo ass
Yeah we finna run it up, run it up

Run It Up

1ST TRACK OF NEW ALBUM "STAGE 811"|

Prod by yurei (prod.yurei) 

 
LYRICS:

JO ZIXKAM ON YO BIH.. 

SHAWTYYYY  

SHAWTYY YEAH 


SHAWTY ALWAYS ON MY D

SHAWTY BE ASKIN HOW IM SO FUCKIN LIT 

GOT LOTTA HOES AINT TRNA HIT 

RUNNIN YO MOUTH AND THEN TRYNA QUIT 

IMA ZI  BOY GET DROPPED RLLY QUICK 

I DONT GIVE A F BOUT ANY FUCKIN BISH 

WANNA FIST LIKE A PUSSY IN YO CRIB? 

COME SUCK D LIKE A MF BISH 

U A FUCK NIG U SO FUCKIN CRINGE 

U WANNA FIGHT FOR A PUSSY NA GO AWAY 


GO GET A PUSSY N GET AWAY FROM MY WAY



 WANNA GET SHOT YO BISH? AYE 
 WHY U TRYNA BEEF U BISH? AYE 
 CORNY AS FUCK U BISH AYE 



are u done wit da song zi? 

-im done 
STop.. stop fucking playin da beat! 
STOP FUCKING PLAYIN DA BEAT! 👹







JO ZIXKAMI ON YO BITCH YUHHH 

STAGE 811

SHAWTY! [STAGE-811]

I can hear your thoughts like a whisper
Say that shit loud with your chest, babe
I'm getting big money like a stripper
I don't knock the hustle, get undressed, babe
If that's what you're into, better tip her
What you see is what you get, I'm the best, babe
You can touch your pockets, not your zipper
If you wanna bet on me, then be my guest, babe

I'm getting money and you can get it too
They throwing it up, but it's just for you
I do my job and you do yours too
Picking it up, making big deposits too

Let em all talk, they can't do what we do
They think they running it, but the girls really do
Better think twice before you talk to me
Tell you what you mean, I can read your energy

So take out your wallet
I know that you want it
We want blue faces
This kitty you're chasing

I can hear your thoughts like a whisper
Say that shit loud with your chest, babe
I'm getting big money like a stripper
I don't knock the hustle, get undressed, babe
If that's what you're into, better tip her
What you see is what you get, I'm the best, babe
You can touch your pockets, not your zipper
If you wanna bet on me, then be my guest, babe

I can hear your thoughts like a whisper
Say that shit loud with your chest, babe
I'm getting big money like a stripper
I don't knock the hustle, get undressed, babe

Whisper [prod. by Jay Coke]

This song is about the war in Israel, from the time a soldier is called-up for duty to protect his land, and him paying the ultimate price for his/her service. It's also a song about those who are affected by the loss of the solider who is not coming home. Produced/Arranged by Steve Duffie, John M Horner. Performed by Khalednk, and Phil Farrott I hope 'I Saw The Fire' strikes a nerve within you. Also, thanks to Rohma S. who provided the LP Cover.

I Saw The Fire

Bada Bing

Gravity Trap

The first single officially released for the Rum&done OST!
It's a short version without intro
https://sl.onerpm.com/9887732857?_ga=2.150102262.1949549605.1609415081-654095724.1592368158

check out the featured artists!
Music: Michael Clay
open.spotify.com/artist/67A9zKfoxEXSvwL9uQUIWE
Vocals: Ryan Whyte Maloney
open.spotify.com/artist/4Gfq85UAHcSmLAjP8SG0mf
Choir: The Vicken
open.spotify.com/artist/3F46WsZKI4UtZ6203Fspji
Additional vocals: Noelia Maresca www.instagram.com/soulsinger36/
Lyrics: Mag Navarra

I’m coming to the shore...
I’m barefoot cause I’m not afraid
To lose my track no more,
Since I’m not coming back
So you don’t need to wait alone.

I can’t stand!
Tears be damned on my face.
Wait for me!
While you sleep
Inside your grave.

I’m digging a perfect hole,
So when it comes to tide at dawn
We can both lay inside
Upon a lacy foam
Like a veil for my beloved bride.

I can’t stand!
Blood and sand on my hands.
Wait for me!
I will be
Inside my grave.

And even if I sway
From countless nights of stray and roam.
I could not break my vow.
Until we both can’t breathe.
I’ll pray and hold a wreath and bow...
Amen!

Seagulls cry upon my head
Singing masses for the dead.
You are dead and I am dead!
Libera me, Domine!
Libera me, Domine!

Why didn't you wait for me?
Kyrie Eleison!
Wait for me!
We will be
Inside one grave.
Requiem aeternam
Dona eis Domine.
Et lux perpetua luceat eis.
Amen.

Requiem in Sea Minor

Requiem In Sea Minor

This track is inspired by an old piece from 1982, which we played in my third Band. At that time we were enthusiastic and wanted to make music as a living. But we all ended up somewhere else, only our singer made it, as he joined Pink Cream 69 and later Helloween, where they are playing the big festivals till today :-)
I myself had stopped playing at all, focused on my profession and touched only the acoustic guitar from time to time. My Marshall JCM 800 and my Fender were becoming more and more living room Accessoires and were nicely looking hanging untouched at the wall. In 2015 my son woke up music in me again, when he came to me playing a song he had created with GarageBand on an iPad. Then the guitar flame started to burn again and finally the result you can listen here. I hope you enjoy it.

Fehlalarm Suite Part 1

Fehlalarm Suite Part1

Thoughts on the state of the world and a vision of hope.

I See The Light

When We Were Happy

High school music teacher / hobby musician & producer.  I have a lot of fun creating rock/metal, and other genres just using software/sampled instruments.

A Force To Reckon With

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