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Some of my Soundcloud Favourites #122

Easter Basket of Thanks: Much gratitude for all your playlists and comments on the Sharkman Pt. 1

Nouveautés : Pays

Walkin' in Pa's Footsteps

Written and Produced by: Josh McAlexander

Nowhere To Run {Original}

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LgLvxu3rkcw

Sky Sanctuary

Sky Sanctuary/空ヘブン - (Playthrough Video Link In Description)

No words needed. One and only ladies and gents - Roe Deers on number 47!

@roedeers

Rąžė Radio Mix 047: Roe Deers

Lost & Lonely

I have always wanted to make a rap metal track with Heartscore so I was super excited when he reached out with this banging hip-hop metal fusion production. The lyrics are inspired behind the Hawaiian legend of Nanaue the Shark Man. I have some Hawaiian blood in me, so I figured I would rock it, lol! I am super blessed to still be working on music with my friend Heartscore. 

Massive thanks to Bitzone for coming through in the clutch with the dope vocal mix and final master. And huge thanks to Wou-Wou for the incredible song art making us look real stylish and professional! 

Heartscore: Music and Mix
https://soundcloud.com/heartscore
https://heartscore.bandcamp.com
the Couch King: Lyrics and Vocals
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Bitzone: Vocal Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling

For song and album art visit Wou-Wou & the Wormling at:
https://wouwouandthewormling.com
https://www.instagram.com/wouwouandthewormling
https://www.redbubble.com/people/thewormling/shop?asc=u
https://www.patreon.com/wouwouandthewormling

Lyrics
Holy crap what is that growing on his back 
13 racks of teeth and I’m talking plaque 
Gaping wide open ready to snack 
Fish mouth on the prowl hidden under a wrap 
Musta known we were talkin’ smack 
We were all staring at him when he turned and glared back 
With those black mirror eyes 
Caught by surprise after many moons of lies
Horrors and cries rise to despise
It’s the demise of the shark man 

It’s the shark man

Say what he was cut from the cloth of a god
I swear there must have been lust in the brine and guts 
All up in that shapeshifters mind 
Yup, we all thought it was odd how he kept swimming back
As blood washed ashore he walked away from the gore
On that sea wrack 
Still thirsty for more flesh, meat, and albacore
Once he walked through that door he couldn’t forbore
The horror arise
It’s the demise of the shark man  

It’s the shark man

God damn, like spam, he devoured a man
Tore apart flesh like peeling back the lid of can
Never satiated since his first feast of ham, rack of lamb, and that stan favorite prickly pin clam
Ever since then his appetite grew he knew 
He couldn’t hold back desire when in that salty stew
True to his shapeshifting form 
He was born to find ecstasy when warm flesh eating transformed    
So we swarmed up on him on that afternoon
Harpoons flew through the skies 
Clubs fell till he died 
His body was tied 
Divided in pieces ’n 
Hung till it dried
Fired and fried 
It’s the demise of the shark man 

It’s the shark man

I Just wanted a get taste 
Na, I just wanted to be in the chase
Na, I just got the feel of the race
No stoppin’ until I get shit face
No stoppin’ until I’m laying in my waste
No stoppin’ until everyone’s disgraced  

It’s the shark man

First we gave you life, despite divine insight 
Again invite past blight, our name, the Gods will smite

It’s the shark man

And for that you still kill, we’re cursed until 
We split your gills and your blood is spilled

It’s the shark man

I’ve seen the depths 
I’ve swam the deep and sunk forever 
Each time I swim back to shallow shores I’m gonna drown
And when I see the light 
I seek shadows and sense the hunger
After seizing my fill I sink back up 
High in the depths 

From the frenzy comes
The shark man
Yea
When you smell blood
Here comes the shark man

How many times 
Been made to hide my teeth for your love 
How much can man be measured by his will to stand on ground
I’ve made my enemy my desire for the flesh 
Turned my back on my shiver I sink back up
High in the depths

From the frenzy of the kill
It’s the shark man
Yea
When you smell blood
It’s the shark man

The Sharkman

Heartscore, Bitzone & the Couch King - The Sharkman

***EN FRANCAIS PLUS BAS*** (Original song, mix, mastering, vocals and lyrics by KidOfEarth) ⚠️ © (Copyright France) I did this for fun and this track is above all a test on the voice  because I like the blues! After 5 whisky, 50 cigarettes, 10 coffes, a few amphetamines, 2 bars of 100% cocoa dark chocolate and 200 takes to work on my voice here is the result...

TOPIC
About thirty years ago, I lived on a boulevard with incessant and very noisy road traffic. This artery was used dozens of times by emergency vehicles going to the emergency room near my home. And to top it off, the rooms of the apartment I rented were adjoining the delivery dock of a supermarket. Hell!
My next door neighbors were an elderly couple who had lived there forever. When I asked them if the noise didn't bother them, they both replied "Ah but not at all! We're used to it and we couldn't live without it, that reassures us!"
You will therefore have understood that this burlesque blues is for them who would certainly not have supported living in the countryside.
Raph aka KOE ✌️😎

Lyrics
"The nature it gives me the glands"
when I'm tripping around the boulevards
I watch the racing cars backfire
it puts a little animation
I like the ron-ron of the traffic jams.
The nature it gives me the glands
I'm bored, I want to hang myself
if there are no bars and easy girls
I'm like a chick in its omelet...
I dream of a nice apartment
in the middle of a crossroads
to enjoy the charming sound
sirens, that's velvet.
The songs of the piafs every morning
it wakes me up early and I'm not well
the rooster that brays in the barnyard
It's making me nervous, I'm counting down...
"hey Polo! Open the window! It is not well?
eh! Polo!?..."
*******************************
(Original song, mastering, vocals and lyrics by KidOfEarth)

Cette piste est avant tout un test sur la voix car j'aime le blues!
Après 5 whiskys, 50 clopes, 10 cafés, quelques amphétamines, 2 tablettes de chocolat noir 100% cacao et 200 prises pour travailler ma voix, voici le résultat...

TOPIC
Il y a plus de trente ans, j'ai habité sur un boulevard au trafic routier incessant et très bruyant. Cette artère était empruntée des dizaines de fois par les véhicules de secours qui se rendaient aux urgences près de chez moi. Et pour combler le tout, les chambres de l'appartement que je louais étaient mitoyennes avec le quai de livraison d'un supermarché. L'enfer!
Mes voisins de palier étaient un couple de personnes âgées qui vivait là depuis toujours. Quand je leur est demandé si le bruit ne les dérangeait pas, ils m'ont répondu tous les deux "Ah mais pas du tout! On a l'habitude et on ne pourrait plus s'en passer, ça nous rassure!"
Vous aurez donc compris que ce blues burlesque est pour eux qui n'auraient certainement pas supporté de vivre à la campagne.
Raph alias KOE ✌️😎

"La nature ça m'fout les glandes"
Quand j'me trimballe sur les boulevards
je mate les bolides qui pétaradent
ça met un peu d'animation
moi j'aime le ron-ron des bouchons.
La nature ça me fout les glandes
je m'emmerde, j'ai envie de me pendre
si il n'y a pas des bars et des minettes
Je suis comme un oeuf dans une omelette...
Moi je rêve d'un bel appartement
au beau milieu d'un carrefour
pour apprécier le son charmant
des sirènes, ça c'est du velours.
Le chant des piafs tous les matins
ça me réveille tôt et je suis pas bien
le coq qui braille dans la basse-cour
ça me rend nerveux, je fais le compte à rebours...
"hé Polo! Ouvre la fenêtre! On est pas bien là?
hein! Polo!?..."

La nature ça me fout les glandes! ©(Original) *Click for TOPIC & translation* 🤟😎☕️🚬🍺

what?/ pa saw/N me/a side kickN /son of dust

If You See Pa U See His/Side KickN /Off the ole block/Son N the  Dust

Get ready for this fabulous adventure !! My 4th work with Joao, inspiring as always !!!

https://soundcloud.com/jowwwafi: instrumental themes and arrangement, percussion, bass, guitars, synths..., production.
https://soundcloud.com/ruizzoidman21centurions: lyrics, vocals, guitars, synths, added sounds, production.
Intro/Outro: traditional music from Congo Republic. Picture: AI.

Translated lyrics (a funny-epic poem when I was 15):

Cacique manda: “¡Ir a cazar!”  /  Chieftain says, "Go hunting!"
Mondongo Gwanda pronto marchar.  /  Mondongo Gwanda soon leave.
Él ha bebido vino y gazpacho;  /  He has drunk wine and gazpacho;
torre ha subido todo borracho.  /  tower has climbed all inebriated.

Gran cazador, Mondongo corre  /  Great hunter, Mondongo runs
ojo avizor desde la torre.  /  watchful eye from the tower.
Cree haber visto una gacela.  /  He thinks he saw a gazelle.
“No me resisto, voy a cogerla.”  /  "I can’t resist, I’ll catch it."

Lleva su lanza, lleva su flecha,  /  He carries his spear, he carries his arrow,
pronto la alcanza y encima se echa.  /  he soon reaches for it, and jumps over.
Su colocón le trae de cabeza,  /  His drunkenness gets him in trouble,
¡el tío torpón falla la pieza!  /  the clumsy guy fails the prey!

 “¡Jopeng!” Exclama Mondongo, duro,  /  "Dang it!" exclaims Mondongo, tough,
enciende llama porque está oscuro.  /  he lights fire because it’s dark.
 “¡Cagonla!” Grita desesperado.  /  "Bullshit!" he screams desperately.
Ya la monita se le ha pasado.  /  The hangover is over already.

Sobrio, Mondongo no se calló,  /  Sober, Mondongo didn’t shut up,
dijo: “En el Congo soy yo el mejor.”  /  he said: "In the Congo I am the best."
Fue lanza en mano tras el animal,  /  He went spear in hand after the animal,
bajo un manzano fuelo a encontrar.  /  under an apple tree he got to find it.

Comiendo estaba tranquilamente,  /  It was eating calmly,
Gwanda acercábase lentamente.  /  Gwanda approached slowly.
Ya que la vio le tiró fuerte;  /  Once he saw it, speared it hard;
tanto la hirió, le dio la muerte.  /  he hurt it so much, caused its death.

Mondongo salta, vuelve al poblado,  /  Mondongo jumps, returns to the village,
alegre canta: “Ya la he cazado”.  /  happy he sings: "I’ve already hunted it".
Mondongo Gwanda llega a casita.  /  Mondongo Gwanda arrives home.
Cacique aguarda, le felicita.  /  Chieftain awaits, congratulates him.

MONDONGO GWANDA (with Jowwwafi)

Passion

Soldier's Song

RABODAY MIXTAPE 2023 VOL2 DJ ANDOMIX HAITI

Been a great while since any music has been uploaded to my Soundcloud. But here's a little melodic piano piece i did for all ears on the cloud to enjoy! Thank you so much for the listens, comments, repost and support. Means a lot. Much love and blessings to all! Stay safe!

Production & Mix @pacman-mic-mastery
Mastering @confucius-greens

Enjoy!

A Follicle Dies (feat. CryTkillA  Melly Jade & RHYZUP)

A Follicle Dies (feat. CryTkilla Melly Jade & RHYZUP)

Unsee - Sad/Piano/Songs

Maradona (étincelle) tiakola remix

Gear used:

Ibanez UV70P 7 String Guitar
Ibanez EDB605 5 String Bass
Bias FX 2
EZ Drummer 2
EZ Mix I & II
EZ Master I & II
Cakewalk DAW by Bandlab

Guitars & Bass performed by me.
Drums programmed using Cakewalk DAW Sequencer Tool.

Testament of Time

Testament of Time/テスタメント

Dedicated especially to the victims and to the entire community of the Iñaki Piñuel Institute as well as to all its followers, subscribers and supporters, with all my love, 
https://youtube.com/@DrInakiPinuel

Et Lux In Tenebris Lucet

IG: www.instagram.com/yxuragxner/
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/0NUH2RWvdkFdWSnv8iD3VW
Twitter: twitter.com/yxuragxner

prod takizava

art obojenavena

We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)
We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)
We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)
We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)

Been some months I really don't like how y'all act
Really don't care bout my music, really do care bout my bag
Spill his blood out like communion, then I drink it up like tap
And I don't care bout solutions, if I see him then I jab
Till he blackout
Big body, imma park it at a trap house
Make bodies outta people in the background
And I love it how they copy all my tracks down
Once his ho pull up I bet she take her rack out
.9 inside the trunk but I keep 1 inside your head
I spent 10 in Saint Laurent and I ain't even cash a check
Put your homie in a blunt and then I go and cast a hex
Imma cut him to my songs, I've really fallen off the edge
I like how it feels as your life leaves my hands
I like how it feels as this knife meets your skin
You can interfere but you'll die in the end
You can interfere but you'll die in the end
I like how they body feel cold
Real rich yeah my ice on cold
Blitz him now you're lifeless ho
Blick him then divide his soul

We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)
We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)
We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)
We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)
We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)
We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)
We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)
We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)

TUMMY TUCK (PROD. TAKIZAVA)

Bad Things (In the Style of Jace Everett)

Massive synths, hard hitting beats, romance and fun. Hope you enjoy, join the ride and move your hips. Take care.

94 - Utopia - The wide plains - State One

The Older I Get

dj besito @ triptófana

What

Reprise d'une chanson d'Israel Kamakawiwoʻole également connu sous le pseudonyme Iz

Hele On To Kaua'i

RABODAY MIXTAPE 2000 - 2023 DJ ANDO MIX HAITI

Pretty Good At Drinking Beer

In The Air Tonight(rough)

On Top Of That/Was Worse Than A Sunburn

Another original instrumental with a bluegrass feel.