CHRIS BROWN (JOOSEMAN)

Bad Things

Trinket

[Verse 1]

They said I had to fake it till I made it
Wear the mask, play the part, never break it
But one night I cracked where no one could see
And it felt like the start of finally being me
It wasn’t a trick, it wasn’t a trend
It was breath at the edge I used to pretend

[Chorus]

This ain't no mindset
This ain't no show
It's rootwork, baby
Where the wild things grow

[Verse 2]

Three months deep, and the walls came down
Got my worth back, soul for soul, pound for pound
They said I looked like light again
Even the pros said, “This one’s rare, my friend”
No step-by-step, no empty smile
Just raw undoing mile by mile

[Chorus]

This ain't no mindset
This ain't no trick
It's nervous system thunder
Hitting soft and thick

[Bridge]

This is for the kid with the heavy chest
Who thought success meant faking the rest
This is for the tears that no one saw
Now blooming into something raw

[Chorus]

This ain't no shortcut
This ain't no brand
It’s deep work, baby
That you do by hand

So here's to the ones
Who bet on their soul
You don't just change 
You come back whole



Rootwork [Baby]


...I'ma win
No matter what...
Watch me...

How are you doing now?
It's the same over here
I'm still struggling to find my way
I'm looking at the past
Even though I should be looking forward
It's hard to imagine a future
The same scenery
Everything is the same
The path I'm walking is my own
But at the same time
You said
There are many other paths out there
When you said that
You meant something else
Didn't you?
So if we walk together
I believe we can move forward
I still think about that sometimes
But then

You gotta understand
I may look like a happy man
I go out and have fun
But real talk
I don't know who I am
On drugs to numb my mind
Lookin cool to look fine
But I'm all alone
I don't know who I am
You see
I been fightin' these demons all this time
My ego big and my pride the same
My exes still all complain that I changed
But what did you think would happen when I'm always in pain?
Look
I've been searchin' for somethin' to save me
God's lookin' at me
Like
"Boy
Are you crazy?"
Like
"Do you not remember the last thing you asked for?"
It's more of the same
Ohh oh
Just on a new passport

I just need to find my way back home
To the one I love
Before it's gone
It's not too late
Before I'm gone
(All alone)
Before I'm gone

But I'll try(try)
And I will win no matter what
Because I was told
"If you win
You survive"
And I will win no matter what
I was told that you can't lose
And I will win no matter what
I was told that I should win
And I will win no matter what
So I keep fighting
(I'll keep breathing)

Before I'm gone
I'm all alone
All alone
Before I'm gone

I've been havin' dreams where I lose it all
Every night when I'm in bed
Like
Where the fuck did my mind go?
That's the same place that you left
I've been havin' dreams where I'm done and gone
And it's fuckin' with my head
And then I wake up
I forget about it
'Cause my sanity's been my greatest enemy
And I still feel disconnected
Every breath that I take
It feels like I'm still holding my breath

How did I get here?
I don't know
I can't be scared of my demons
No
No
Oh no
If they can bleed
They can die
So oh whoa oh
I will win no matter what
No matter what

How can I ever forget who I was?
Every smile I fake
Every risk I take
I won't let it go to waste
I will win no matter what
I will win no matter what
I will win no matter what
I will win no matter what

I will win
No matter what
I will win
I will win
No matter what
I will win
I will win
No matter what
I will win
I will win
No matter what
I will win

I've seen this  before
The walls are stained with blood
The halls are filled with pain
The windows all are shut
This place is a prison
A place made of lies
As I was sentenced to die
But I will
I will
I will win
No matter what
I will win
I will win
No matter what
I will win

A trial to death
A battle for the soul
This will be my last stand
So
I will not be broken
I will not be fooled
I will not be changed
I will win
I will win no matter what
(I will win no matter what)
I will win no matter what
(I will win no matter what)



I Will Win

Original composition by thAImonk  
Language / Style: English – Soul / Blues / Gospel Fusion  
Genre: Soul / Inspirational  

A soul-forward version of “Breaking Free” emphasizing emotional vocals and gospel-choir lift.  
Smooth blues tones and heartfelt delivery create an intimate but empowering energy.  

🎧 Free to stream & use in TikTok / Reels (credit @aithaimonk)


Breaking free (Faith and Fire) Soul.mp3

Jean Lazarou : Vocals, Lyrics, Melody, Guitar

I Should Have Said Something (ft Jean Lazarou)

Vesuvius Inc 2025 all rights reserved 
Vox, B3 Hammond Organ, mellotron: Jef.   Lyrics, vox : Matteo.  Drums : Paul.   Bass: Marcus.  Guitars : Andy
[Verse]
Your words hit like a spark
Flicker bright in the dark
You’re messin’ with my head
Sayin’ things I shouldn’t have read

[Prechorus]
Talkin’ slick
Twistin’ sweet
You’re the match
I’m the heat

[Chorus]
Dirty talk
You make me stay
Whisper close
I lose my way
Every word
It pulls me near
Dirty talk
It’s all I hear

[Verse 2]
You paint pictures in my mind
Lines so bold
So unrefined
Every phrase is gasoline
Burns me up
But I’m serene

[Prechorus]
Talkin’ wild
Talkin’ fast
Words like fire
Make ‘em last

[Chorus]
Dirty talk
You make me stay
Whisper close
I lose my way
Every word
It pulls me near
Dirty talk
It’s all I hear

[Instrumental]

Dirty Talk

"THE RIGHT HANDS" 

Lyrics by Mark Bloss
Music by AI assist from suno.com

They said the ones with gold decide the rules for all the rest,
Then crowned their laws as sacred after years of fear and test.
But people rise when pressure breaks,
And truth demands its due—
A world is built by human hands, not those who own the few.
So, raise your voice for the will of all,
For a world where every soul stands tall.
Let justice breathe where the old lies fall,
And never again let wealth enthrall.
Good must win—
And the right hands aren’t the rich hands,
They’re the hands of everyone.

Once the keepers of the gold became the keepers of the law,
And people bowed to rules that only served the few who saw
A kingdom made of lack, a fear they could ignite—
And slowly all those borrowed truths were carved into “the right.”

But good is not a relic, and good is not a throne.
Good is every quiet heart refusing to be owned.
Let belief be unencumbered, let each voice learn to rise—
The right hands are not the rich hands,
But the ones that open wide.

Gold on the table, writing laws in the dark,
Selling halos to the faithful just to fracture their hearts.
They preach the rules like scripture,
Raise ‘em up ‘til they’re “divine,”
But every little holy law was just a dollar in disguise.

And I’m done with the threats, with the fear they sell,
With the kingdoms built on pockets instead of selves.

But good is not a relic, and good is not a throne.
Good is every quiet heart refusing to be owned.
Let belief be unencumbered, let each voice learn to rise—
The right hands are not the rich hands,
But the ones that open wide.

Good isn’t gilded, good isn’t bought—
Good is the courage to say this stops.
No more thrones made of borrowed breath.
No more gods built on someone’s debt.
Let every soul have room to breathe—

They said the ones with gold decide the rules for all the rest,
Then crowned their laws as sacred after years of fear and test.
But people rise when pressure breaks,
And truth demands its due—
A world is built by human hands, not those who own the few.
So, raise your voice for the will of all,
For a world where every soul stands tall.
Let justice breathe where the old lies fall,
And never again let wealth enthrall.
Good must win—
And the right hands aren’t the rich hands,
They’re the hands of everyone.

The right hands aren’t the rich hands,
But the ones that open wide.

The Right Hands

Schoolhouse Project

This song started with myself playing the melody on the piano and I developed it from there, a short wintery sounding track.

Plugins used:

Spitfire Audio Labs - Soft Piano, Frozen Strings, Christmas instrument pack
BBC Symphony Orchestra 

The Crow Hill Company Vaults - Celestatone

EZ Drummer 3



CHRIS BROWN (JOOSEMAN)

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