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In Da Club 1950s ai (50 cent)

Eminem Without Me soul version (DigitalDelusions)

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Usher - Yeah! (1950's Soul Version) by @almost real.

Limp Bizkit - Rollin' (AI Gospel Cover)

DMX X Gon Give It To Ya 1950s Acoustic Soul AI Version

In Da Club - 50 Cent 1950 Soul AI Cover

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“Colombian Gangster” tells the story of a rebel with a purpose — a street legend who takes from the corrupt to give back to the people. It’s not about greed or glory, but justice with swagger. Blending gritty realism with Latin rhythm and cinematic storytelling, the song paints a portrait of a modern-day Robin Hood: fearless, loyal, and dangerous only to those who abuse their power.

This is the sound of defiance, loyalty, and redemption — the rise of a gangster with a heart for his people.

Columbian Gangster

Song Three — (expanded version)

“How Do You Love Me and Forget Me” is a raw, emotional ballad about the confusion that comes when someone loves you deeply — then disappears as if it meant nothing. It’s about the ache of being remembered in moments but forgotten in reality, the bittersweet echo of something that once felt eternal.

The song blends vulnerability with strength — asking the question we all face after love fades: How can someone hold your heart, then walk away like they never did?

How do u love me

"Same Bowl" is a soulful reggae anthem that transforms the concept of limitation into a testament of power. Through the potent metaphor of a fishbowl, the song explores how two souls navigate the same confined space—one feeling trapped by its walls, the other finding a universe within them. It’s a celebration of inner depth, ancestral strength, and the profound truth that our environment doesn't define us; our perspective and resilience do. With layered harmonies and a steady, uplifting rhythm, this track is a reminder that true freedom is built from within, turning any "bowl" into a sacred kingdom.

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“Ego in the Static” is a dark rock confessional — raw guitars tangled in distortion, pulsing beneath soft, aching vocals. It captures the disorientation of living in silence and static, trying to find a sense of self in a place that never truly feels like home. The song balances tension and tenderness: verses whisper through the fog of loneliness, while the chorus breaks open like electricity, desperate and human. It’s about isolation, ego, and the quiet rebellion of surviving unseen.

Echo in the Static

Different Faces” is a smooth reggae–R&B fusion about the quiet power and pain of being an empath. The rhythm moves like a heartbeat — steady, soulful, and honest — while soft harmonies carry confessions of feeling too much in a world that hides behind masks. It’s the story of someone who sees the truth behind every smile, who feels love and heartbreak in every glance, and who finally learns to protect their own energy. The beat is warm and island-infused, but the emotion runs deep — a song about balance, boundaries, and finding peace within all the “different faces” you meet.

Different faces

Song Description for "Last in Line":
"Last in Line" is the anthem for anyone who has ever felt like a hidden chapter in someone else's story. This song captures the quiet pain of being chosen in secret while watching someone else receive the public love and perfection you deserve. But this isn't a song of defeat—it's a powerful awakening. It’s about realizing that being someone's "last in line" is a reflection of their fear, not your worth. With raw honesty and an uplifting melody, this track encourages you to close that hidden chapter, recognize your own value, and hold out for a love that’s proud to have you first in line, always.

You are not a secret to be kept. You are a blessing to be celebrated.



last in line

The waves rise higher every night,
Crashing in a rhythm I can’t fight.
I feel the pull beneath my ribs,
Something dragging me under again.
Salt stings the wounds I never show,
Cold water filling in the spaces I don’t control.
I keep trying to stay above the swell,
But every breath feels borrowed,
Every heartbeat feels like hell.

The current knows me too well—
It finds the cracks I try to hide.
I’m losing ground, losing light,
Pulled deeper by the tide.

I’m sinking in the deep tide break,
Caught in waves I never learned to escape.
The ocean keeps pulling at my bones,
Dragging me places I’ve never wanted to go.
I’m drowning in a sea I didn’t make,
Swallowed by the weight I can’t shake.
Reaching for the surface, reaching for air—
But the tide pulls harder,
Like it wants me there.

I hear the echo of my thoughts
Bouncing off the water’s skin.
If I scream, it only sinks,
Lost in the dark where the blue turns thin.
My arms are tired from the fight,
Every motion drags me deeper into night.
The water knows my weakness well,
It wraps around me slowly,
Like a story I can’t tell.

I feel the current circling tight,
Dragging every secret from my mind.
I’m fading further from the light,
Trying not to break this time.

I’m sinking in the deep tide break,
Caught in waves I never learned to escape.
The ocean keeps pulling at my bones,
Dragging me places I’ve never wanted to go.
I’m drowning in a sea I didn’t make,
Swallowed by the weight I can’t shake.
Reaching for the surface, reaching for air—
But the tide pulls harder,
Like it wants me there.

If the waves could soften,
If the water let me breathe,
Maybe I could rise again,
Maybe I could finally leave.
But the ocean keeps its grip,
Cold hands around my chest.
I keep sinking, sinking—
Trying my best.

The undertow knows my name.
The deep remembers everything.
The dark keeps pulling me home—
Where the pressure feels like peace.

I’m sinking in the deep tide break,
Caught in waves I never learned to escape.
The ocean keeps pulling at my bones,
Dragging me places I’ve never wanted to go.
I’m drowning in a sea I didn’t make,
Swallowed by the weight I can’t shake.
Reaching for the surface, reaching for air—
But the tide pulls harder,
Like it wants me there.

If I disappear beneath the blue,
Maybe the ocean already knew—
I’ve been drowning long before I sank,
Lost in a deep tide
No one else could break.

Deep Tide Break

Trevor Felix is a photographer, author, and visionary artist creating emotionally driven music and visual stories. For inquiries or collaboration, contact: neweustace@yahoo.co.uk

last in line

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