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𝕗𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝

Remix of the superb track, Waiting by Reed >> https://soundcloud.com/reed-43912510
Original Track >> https://soundcloud.com/reed-43912510/higher?si=9befa5c981a64e8fa189d3a2115a85a3&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Featuring Sharon Panashe https://www.instagram.com/sharon_panashe?igsh=aXVvOGd3ZTA2N2pi&utm_source=qr

Waiting - Reed - [We Are Titans] (Canastria Remix)

This instrumental is free to use for non-profit (Prod. Fraend)
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[FREE] Floating | Alt Rock x I Prevail Type Beat

https://open.spotify.com/album/4R9jaZTFU3elwqxK3jhXB3
https://solmarineris.bandcamp.com/album/io-void-special-edition

DU5T | preview (10 V01D) © Streaming and Bandcamp

This is a mixtape EP over mainstream beats. Most of these songs were recorded years ago at AD1 Studios with the help of J.Lee Mezus on the boards. This mixtape has a similar vibe to my "Cookies" EP streaming on all platforms. It includes a story rap at the beginning detailing a revolution, then a couple funny/parody songs, and then two more serious and aggressive tracks to bring it home. Hope you enjoy the project!

No Abortion

Before silence bends to form,
there is only weightless insistence—
a murmur folding into itself,
its  neither near nor far,
but trembling at the edge of knowing.

Light fragments across the room,
not scattering, but settling into currents
that hold the air in suspended motion.
Each breath, a tide that barely turns,
traces what cannot be seen,
what hums just below the surface of touch.

The moment curves inward,
its rhythm a fragile exhale.
This is not stillness, but a trembling:
 stretching toward form
 before it can arrive.

Here, time does not pass; it gathers.
Each breath bends the horizon inward,
carving impressions without permanence.
The now is not still—it presses forward,
unfolding into its own quiet urgency.

The air bears what is left unsaid,
a vibration carried by what never arrives.
Every pause becomes a crossing,
a threshold that opens and closes
without sound, without certainty.

Stillness fractures and reforms.
The rhythm breaks, sharp and deliberate,
like a pulse held too long—
a sudden tremor in the fabric of being.
This is not absence;
it is the strain of presence,
its edges pressed too tightly against time.

Here, time does not pass; it gathers.
Each breath bends the horizon inward,
carving impressions without permanence.
The now is not still—it presses forward,
unfolding into its own quiet urgency.

Morning arrives in slow gestures,
its light peeling the silence into finer layers.
What remains is not memory,
but the texture of its shadow,
a weight that lingers in the open air,
holding nothing,
but never empty.

The rhythm shifts—
not breaking, but folding into itself,
each pause an echo of what was felt.

Quiet urgency

https://youtu.be/x8o1X2xAS0Q?si=XAAuDEPykQAyZlVY

Mary Did You Know? (Cover)

everybody fixin they bodys, nobody fixin they souls, i sent a poud thru the lobby he jus sent the accept code, can you cashapp what you weigh? carry all my weight n gold, to many mills gon touch the safe, ima stach some n the coast, niggas thinkin that i changed, like a nigga really ghost, but i been up on that road chasin bags smackin poles, n I made this laying down, wit a tissue n my nose 
droppin nuts nigga

Dump yo body offa bridge, spend the bounty on my kids, I been Mia, I been gettin rich like who i is, this that XL J, but you n a blunt n smoke u Swiss,
 Swiss cheese a nigga like the button don't exist,
 Swiss cheese a nigga like a hunta n the wind, 
all my opps gon run if they see me I'm catchin souls, put em n a trunk n dump em where no body knows uh

might jus rip a kidney offa body for my bro, that's my twinn em, u kidding I would kill you all for bro,
is u feelin him, I'm rich asf my wrist like purley gold, n a way nobody knows, I'm the richest n my soul, n I'm spreading all the wealth, sharing secrets keep em close, ima break her box I pop the cherry right when it exsplode,

n my Tec jus needa eat I'm finna feed it some more souls, n my eating needa eat so she gon see me after shows,
 n baggy desighner cloths,
 she doin tricks nobody knows

ouh ouh ouhh

my eata special cus she look me n my eyes I swear she love it every time she eat a nigga holly soul

my eata special cus she look me n my eyes I swear she love it every time she eat a nigga holly soul


everybody fixin they bodys, nobody fixin they souls, i sent a poud thru the lobby he jus sent the accept code, can you cashapp what you weigh? carry all my weight n gold, to many mills gon touch the safe, ima stach some n the coast, niggas thinkin that i changed, like a nigga really ghost, but i been up on that road chasin bags smackin poles, n I made this laying down, wit a tissue n my nose 
droppin nuts nigga

Dump yo body offa bridge, spend the bounty on my kids, I been Mia, I been gettin rich like who i is, this that XL J

M.I.A Bounty

I WANT EVVERYTHING

Hello my Soundcloud Music Family &  Friends!🤗 Here is my Christmas Eve & New Year Party Mix of my song Dear Santa 🎅😀 I hope you'll enjoy it, daaancee & have fun! Lots of Love by Marrrthy 💃🎶🤗

Marrrthy Dear Santa🎅 A Marrrthy Christmas Eve Party Mix

Just a Latin American cisgender man on a journey that disolves cultural and intellectual borders. Inspired by Critical Theory and guied by Musical Theory, I strive to transform social experiences and reflections into compositions that go beneath the surface, instigating creative and individual metaphorical abstraction. My music is fueled by a desire to understand the complexities of the power networkies, identity, and cultural context—themes that always resonate in my lyrics and melodies. Rooted in Latin America with a view towards the world, each song invites listeners to explore stories, question certainties, and find, in art, a form of dialogue with our time.
My affinity for linguistics manifested itself from an early age through poetry, but it was only in my late teens that it merged with the principles of musical theory, bringing musicality to my writings. This process gave rise to my first melodies, which were shaped through multi-instrumental experimentation and the first virtual technologies, incipient at this time. For 20 years, composing has been a recurring element in my life, often left aside by academic and professional commitments. Now, I have decided to make this creative practice an integral part of my daily routine.

Quiet urgency

Tiago Oliveira

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