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Chanson écrite dans le cadre des ateliers d'écriture de Claude Lemesle, immense parolier français, avec pour : 
1er thème : clavier neuf et vieux cahier
2e thème : Mme Mangouste et M. Cobra

Mots imposés : de 1 à 5 syllabes
Gel (ou gèle) – Gilet – Cléopâtre – wagon-citerne - archéoptéryx

Song written in the framework of the writing workshops of Claude Lemesle, huge French lyricist, with for 1st theme : new keyboard and old notebook
2nd theme : Mrs Mongoose and Mr Cobra

Mandatory words : from 1 to 5 syllables
Gel (or freeze) - Gilet - Cleopatra - tank car - archaeopteryx

La Myope et la Beauté

Un jour que je spleenais dans un train sans saveur,
Je vis, sur un des sièges, un vieux cahier laissé
Peut-être par un scribe en ce siècle égaré ;
Et ce wagon si terne a repris des couleurs.

Voici donc, sans mentir, ce qui était écrit :
La reine Cléopâtre avait une mangouste
Comme unique animal de douce compagnie
Plus chaude, s’il en est, qu’une froide langouste.

Mais Madame Mangouste, hormis d’être une flèche,
Beaucoup plus qu’une taupe, était tout à fait myope.
Dédaignant les lunettes, elle était sur la brèche
Comme va le montrer cette suite interlope.

À travers ses faux cils, la reine un soir contait 
La passionnante vie des archéoptéryx
Au petit Césarion qui, de loin, préférait
À ces récits barbants, les BD d’Astérix.

Mais c’était sans compter sa mangouste bigleuse
Qui confondit le haut de son royal diadème
Avec un vrai cobra d’une âme belliqueuse
À la gueule affamée comme après un carême !

Son grand cœur sur la patte, il fallait la sauver.
Agile, elle sauta, mais glissa sur le gel
Dont dame Cléopâtre à l’excès tartinait
Ses longs cheveux bouclés pour rester toujours belle.

Le mortifère croc mordit le cou d’albâtre
D’où, sur le marbre froid, tout le sang a gilé .
C’est ainsi que mourut la belle Cléopâtre
Par cause de myopie et d’excès de beauté.

J’ai voulu, en hommage au scribe sans délai,
Dans cette page où mon clavier neuf a serti
La copie rapportée dans ces quelques couplets
Offrir la vérité d’une histoire inouïe.

Myckaël Marcovic, le 10 décembre 2021

The Myopic and the Beauty

One day I was spleen in a train without flavor,
I saw, on one of the seats, an old notebook left
Perhaps by a scribe in this lost century;
And this so dull car took again colors.

Here then, without lying, was what was written:
Queen Cleopatra had a mongoose
As the only animal of sweet company
Hotter, if it is, than a cold lobster.

But Mrs. Mongoose, apart from being an arrow,
Much more than a mole, was quite short-sighted.
Disdaining glasses, she was on the alert
As this interloping suite will show.

Through her false eyelashes, the queen one evening told 
The fascinating life of the archaeopteryx
To little Caesarion who, by far, preferred
Asterix comics to these boring tales.

But it was without counting his mongoose
Who mistook the top of his royal tiara
With a real cobra of a warlike soul
With a mouth as hungry as after Lent!

Her big heart on her paw, it was necessary to save her.
Agile, she jumped, but slipped on the gel
With which Lady Cleopatra spread her long curly hair
Her long curly hair to remain always beautiful.

The deadly fang bit the alabaster neck
From which, on the cold marble, all the blood gelled.
It is thus that died the beautiful Cleopatra
Because of myopia and excess of beauty.

I wanted, in homage to the scribe without delay,
In this page where my new keyboard has set
The copy reported in these few verses
To offer the truth of an unheard story.

Myckaël Marcovic, December 10, 2021

La Myope et la Beauté

Kill my vibe
(Sorry for what I did)
I'mma stay by your side
(For what I said)
You gone be ride or die
(I wish we could take it back)
Kiss me good and fuck me right
(I wish I did not give up)
I'mma be up in it all night
(I didn't mean to be bad to you)
Fucking yh i'll fuck you right
(I didn't think it through)
You know say you my one and only type 
(I didn't mean it)
Small thing you want do fight
(I wish)
It's gone be right

On a daily
On a daily
Done with everything
Done with everything
On a daily
On a daily
Done with everything
Done with everything

Things fall apart 
Gave you my heart
showed you my scars yh
Used to be all good now it's so bad
When I think about it I get so sad 
Why you wanna go and complicate shit
Living on the beach on vacation
Why you keeping skipping on the basics
She don't wanna have no conversations
Living by the beach slow motion
Keep it on repeat on rotation
Why everything little thing make you so mad
We should light one up when the sun is down
Why you got to be so tight
worried about tomorrow just fly
loosen up a bit get high (get high)
Surfing on my waves just vibe
learn to let go sometimes 
Stop asking why just shine 
See your true colors
When I look in your eyes
Stirring too long might get hypnotized
Can't take my eyes off my shooting star
Out of this world you belong on Mars
Playing my cards you should play your part
Show me the way you my light in the dark
Devil in a dress but I want your heart
The only queen in deck of cards

On a daily
On a daily
Done with everything
Done with everything
On a daily
On a daily
Done with everything
Done with everything

Hey it's me
I mean you know that
I know I keep calling  and texting 
I don't mean to be annoying 
but this is me trying
I don't know if or when you will ever call me back
but I will keep trying
I just want you to know


Producer : GDSN511 (khriistopher)

Touched By The Sun

On A Daily (prod. GDSN511)

Watercolors

Wake Up

It is link to preserve my next track 'The Madness in Your Space': show.co/pR5TKDJSpotify

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Before I made the music (beat), then I found that it can be nice mix with acapella of the tack. But after acapella I made some changes with the music.

The music is slightly changed for the parts:
1) intro
2) Skepta verse
3) Hook
4) Pop Smoke verse 1
5) Pop smoke verse 2

Links to original track:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=usu0XY4QNB0&ab_channel=POPSMOKE

Note: it is not something like parody, I just like music has contrast between lyrics and music like Gorillaz etc.

I hope you enjoy)

Pop Smoke - Welcome To The Party Feat Skepta prod by The Double Morphis

It's Been So Long Since I've Seen You - David Wurden (music),  Gary Hayward (lyrics and Vocals)

Smoking Thrax (freestyle)

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#dc
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Nj, California girl

Hip Hop instrumental perfect for chill vibes. Smooth beats and melodic elements create a laid-back atmosphere. Ideal for background music, chilling with friends, or party. EQ used on this beat.

EQ Beat

Get lost to get found. For me it was in relationships. Maybe you can relate.  I gave myself away and came back better every time. There is always a way out and you can heal if you want to. Why simp for nothing in return? Self-love will attract everything needed.

I Got Lost Once Too

T R Y . T O . C A L L ..📱

Sparkle

A fictional character producing real music. And loves BIG BEAT


The Double Morphis, a music creator who, as a child, didn't fancy traditional piano lessons, preferring to make up his tunes. He later fell in love with crafting music on the computer, steering clear of playing instruments.
 His music combines big beat, experimental, and elements of 90's techno, acid, breakbeat, and the occasional rap fusion. He is struggling with feeling and daemons in his head and the tracks are result of the war or a way to run from life and the feelings.
With a commitment to anonymity, The Double Morphis keeps their full details hidden, letting the beats take the spotlight.

Pop Smoke - Welcome To The Party Feat Skepta prod by The Double Morphis

THE Double Morphis