Name: Smoke and Silver (Part Two) by MadMan Records Inc.
Duration: 5 min 8 s
Description: The followup to the hit Song Smoke and Silver

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JUST PLAINLY DESCRIBING THAT JESUS IS A GOOD THING.  BELIEVE IT OR NOT.   LYRICS BY ROSE SQUIRE

A GOOD THING

The followup to the hit Song Smoke and Silver 

Smoke and Silver (Part Two)

A soul–blues–hip-hop–jazz–pop fusion with rich instrumentation!

Gold in the Smoke

Prodigal Son is a collision of metal and hip-hop—chaotic, honest, and born from the fallout of bad decisions. It’s about what happens after the damage is done—when you’re forced to face yourself and claw your way back. These tracks aren’t about being perfect; they’re about transformation that hurts, a return to something real. Every verse, every scream, every distortion is a piece of that process. This is the soundtrack to coming home—not to comfort, but to clarity.


Lyrics


I'm too old to die young
But this was fun
I done some dirty deeds
And Jesus ain't my hero
I'm just trynna live till 33
But if I make it farther
Maybe I'll forgive my father
Settle down and
Have some seeds I teach to walk on water
If I could start this over
VHS and press rewind
I'd focus less on sex and drugs
And stick with sex and wine
Still a success to climb
But exercise just ain't my habit
I'm more like adderall and whiskey or a hit of acid
Feeding drugs like feeding carrots to a rabbit
Plus I'm rascally
I get nasty on these beats
That means I keeps it rashy
They keep on asking for that new shit
Say they got to have it
But wouldn't give the kid a dollar for his last shit
I ain't mad it's just that getting taxes got me breathing heavy
Maybe it's the cigarettes, or maybe I ain't eating healthy
I dream I'm wealthy
So of course I'm sleeping in
Of course I'm hitting snooze
That's like a nightmare creeping in, and
I've been sinning since the first sip from the bottle
Got me wicked
And I drink until I over flow this pot I got to piss in
Cause I'm not about to listen to no logic I'm too ignant
I ain't a healthy self but shit I finna get malignant, man

Never fall in love
Never have no kids
Never take a groupie to the same crib where you live
Don't ever be the snitch and if you is don't be no bitch
When you lying in a ditch, and your blood begin to drip
That's why you never trust the pigs
Always plead the fifth
And if you copping off of me don't say my name I don't exist
If you cheating on your man I'm just a ghost, I don't exist
This world is cold as shit
You live and then you don't exist


Some depressing shit I wrote when I was getting drunk alone
I should've watched the throne but I was busy watching Game Of Thrones
I'm going crazy just thinking at home, making songs
And hoping there's still time to fuck these bitches later on
But later on I'm acting anxious, maybe something's wrong
I'm popping Xanax like candy corn just to keep me calm
And on and on then feed me key bumps just to keep me gone
Me energizer burn me up cause it's like 3 in the morning
Until I'm yawning, so dope I'm nodding
This ain't the problem
You at the top before you’ve ever known is rocks and bottom
This drink's for Asim
Probably thinking that we all forgot him
A lot of friends I had is gone, got to go on without them
And now I'm in and out of existential funks, I'm funky
I said I'll never fall in love but that don't mean don't love me
This will be fuzzy when their belly full but they still hungry
And you will blame the drugs, I'd rather blame the country

Because fuck the president
Bitch, fuck you, and fuck your parents
I ain't done laundry In a month
I'm on some fuck these errands
I am too drunk to give a beggars fuck about what I'm wearing
Looking bummy on the subway, like I hope they're scared of me


Never fall in love
Never have no kids
Never take a groupie to the same crib where you live
Don't ever be the snitch and if you is don't be no bitch
When you lying in a ditch, and your blood begin to drip
That's why you never trust the pigs
Always plead the fifth
And if you copping off of me don't say my name I don't exist
If you cheating on your man I'm just a ghost, I don't exist
This world is cold as shit
You live in it, you don't exist

Prodigal Son

Exist "Reimagined"

Exist "Reimagined" (Space Jesus Cover)

Poltergeist and a Piano

Swirly Wirly

Arms Around Me

[Verse 1]
Your arms found me
the way dusk finds a window—
like it always meant to land there
and stop the shaking

My breath softened
right against your shoulder
like it had finally
run out of places to hide

[Pre-Chorus]
funny how the body knows
before the mind catches up
some truths arrive
as warmth

[Chorus]
And the moment you held me
everything fit—
and the world lined up for a good second
You pulled me close
and it felt like home
like something gentle
I swear the room stopped moving
when your arms wrapped around me

[Verse 2]
I’ve been touched before
but never like this—
never with patience
never listening with their hands

You didn’t say a word you didn’t have to—
your chest rising against mine
told me everything
your mouth couldn’t

[Pre-Chorus]
sometimes the safest place
is just a heartbeat you trust

[Chorus]
And the moment you held me
everything fit—
and the world lined up for a good second
You pulled me close
and it felt like home
like something gentle
I swear the room stopped moving
when your arms wrapped around me

[Bridge]
I didn’t know your touch
could steady the whole sky
didn’t know warmth 
could quiet me down
You held me tight 
and every part of me
finally believed 
I was worth holding

[Final Chorus]
The moment you held me
I knew—this is what right feels like
no rush no fear just two bodies
finding the same quiet second
you pulled me close
and I melted into you—
this small perfect thing
arms that feel like home

Arms Around Me

I'm Back

Time Bomb

This set was mixed, recorded, and mastered at JAYROCK House Music Studios in Visalia CA on 11/26/2025

Thanksgiving Day Chill 2025!

Real Music. Real Emotion. Straight from NYC.

I’m Michael Woltmann — producer, songwriter, and the mind behind the MUTEFUSE philosophy. I defined the luxury-rap sound of the late ’90s and early 2000s, and there are maybe a couple 100 people on the planet who can do what I do.

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Global team of artists. Two degrees. A lifetime of experience.  This is my back catalog of 25 years. 

I don’t chase trends. I chase the feeling.

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Smoke and Silver (Part Two)

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