Let’s not mince words here. Trump is the embodiment of corruption, greed, and incompetence. He’s a man who has spent his entire life looking out for himself, exploiting others, and leaving chaos in his wake. As De Niro so eloquently put it: *“He’s a dog. He’s a pig. He’s a con. He’s a bullsh*t artist. He’s a mutt who doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”* This isn’t just about politics—it’s about morality. It’s about standing up to a man who has no respect for the rule of law, no respect for the truth, and no respect for the American people.

Trump’s presidency was a disaster. He divided the country, emboldened hate, and failed to deliver on his promises. He’s a man who thrives on chaos, who lies with every breath, and who cares only about his own ego. As De Niro said: *“He’s a punk, he’s a dog, he’s a mutt. He doesn’t know what he’s talking about. He’s an idiot. He’s a fool.”* And yet, here we are, facing the possibility of him returning to power. We cannot let that happen. We cannot allow this man to continue to poison our democracy.

This is not just about Trump—it’s about the people who enable him. The sycophants, the cowards, and the opportunists who stand by his side and allow his corruption to flourish. They are just as guilty as he is. As De Niro said: *“They’re all scum. They’re all mutts. They don’t know what they’re talking about.”* We need to hold them accountable. We need to stand up and fight back.

The stakes are too high to sit on the sidelines. This is about the soul of our nation. It’s about protecting our democracy, our values, and our future. We cannot afford to let Trump and his enablers win. We must vote, we must organize, and we must make our voices heard. As De Niro said: *“We’re gonna fight back. We’re gonna fight back with everything we’ve got.”*

So let’s do this. Let’s come together and defeat Trump once and for all. Let’s show the world that we are better than this. That we will not tolerate corruption, lies, and hate. That we will stand up for what’s right. As De Niro said: *“We’re gonna win. We’re gonna win because we have to.”*

This is our moment. This is our fight. Let’s get to work.

#DefeatTrump #VoteHimOut #NotMyPresident #DeNiroWasRight

So Sad

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[Verse 1]
Granddad’s boots smell like gasoline
Still kickin’ ass at age ninety-three
Said, “Son, if it ain’t broke, raise some hell”
I met a dude from Brooklyn wearin’ camo crocs
Said “Yeehaw!” and shotgunned a box of wine
Guess country’s spreadin’ just fine
[Chorus]
We still got dirt in our veins
And beer in the backseat stains
From cow tippin’ nights
To bar-fight rights
Yeah, country’s got multiple lanes
[Verse 2]
My ex moved to L.A., bought a crystal lamp
Says she’s into “moon stuff” and vegan spam
But she still cries to Garth on her yoga mat
And my new girl’s got a mullet and a pet raccoon
She shot me a wink and howled at the moon
We’re gonna be married by next June
[Chorus]
We still got dirt in our veins
And duct tape fixin’ our chains
We pray and cuss
In God we trust
And we tailgate hurricanes
[Outro]
We ain't refined, we're aged in grease
With chili dogs and tax receipts
And if it breaks? We duct and zip—
That’s redneck scholarship

Camo Crocs and Whiskey Shots

Baby...I thought U loved me
but seems I was wrong
and some days when IO wake up
I forget that we're over...but I can still feel U
and I get sad for no reason...cause
I've changed the things I've been believing
and it makes me mad but I know it's cause
I'm hurt and I wore my fear like an old t-shirt
so worn and familiar still stained and claimed by the dirt
and I believe I could stay in this space
the certainty I held in that place
and yea
I was frozen in time
standing on broken glass and cherry wine
whistlin in the dark
straddling a lei line
just being the horse before the cart
yea and
I've changed the things I've been believing
and it makes me mad but I know it's cause
I'm hurt and I wore my fear like an old t-shirt

An Old Tshirt

This song is a raw, unapologetic anthem about embracing individuality and resisting the forces that try to control us. It's about living life on our own terms, defying expectations, and finding strength in our true selves. The lyrics are a call to action, urging us to wake up, take control, and live life fully – without apology. It's a powerful, intense, and unrelenting declaration of self-empowerment and rebellion.


LYRICS: 
[Verse 1]
Run in the graveyard (run in the graveyard)
Run in the night (run in the night)
Take down the government (Take down)
Take what's mine (Take what's mine)
'Cause I live for this
Let 'em know
Let 'em hate
Let 'em wanna burn me
Oh
But they'll never take away my mothafuckin' soul
These are times
These are crimes that we were meant to fight
Hide your heart
Let 'em hurt
Pour one to the dirt
Are you alive? (Are you alive?)
Or are you just waitin' to die? (Waitin' to die)
Are you ascended?
Pullin' you out of the heat
Pullin' you out of defeat
Preachers in fear when your name is mentioned 

[Pre-Chorus]
You know that I'll keep you safe
Holadi
Holada
What is life? Where am I without you?
Amour fou
Are you alive? (Are you alive?)
Or are you just waitin' to die? (Waitin' to die)
Wake up 

[Chorus]
Death want it
But we got it
Death want it
And
Death want it
But we got it
Death want it 

[Verse 2]
Fell out of Heaven (Fell out of Heaven)
Broke into Hell (Broke into Hell)
Build a new kingdom (Build a new)
Destroy myself (Destroy myself)
'Cause I live for this
Let 'em wonder
Let 'em see how mothafuckin' real we are
Oh
They'll see that every stone they threw has built me up
These are days
These are nights that we'll never live again
This is the time of our motherfuckin' lives
Are you alive? (Are you alive?)
Or are you just waitin' to die? (Waition' to die)
Are you ascended?
Pullin' you out of the heat
Pullin' you back to defeat
Livin' in fear when your name is mentioned 

[Chorus]
Death want it
And we got it
Death want it
And
Death want it
And we got it
Death want it
Death want it
And we got it
Death want it


Death Want It But We Got It

Funky Fusion (2024) Anthology CD4 Track 11

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[Verse 1]
You’re clock-watchin’, waitin’ on a slammin’ door,
But my footprints vanished from your hardwood floor.
Cab light’s off, no Chevy humming in the drive,
Just a heartbeat idling—barely still alive.
Smiles run dry like the whiskey on the shelf,
Your questions echo, arguing with yourself.
I’ve been gone since the last “I love you” lied,
Now I’m smoke in the sunrise, hitchin’ ride after ride.
[Chorus]
I ain’t leavin’—I’m already gone,
Like a half-played record with the needle wrong.
Breath in the hallway, soul down the road,
A postcard sunset nobody ever owed.
Quit clingin’ tight to a rusted spark,
You can’t lasso wind in a borrowed heart.
[Verse 2]
You trace cold coffee rings on the countertop chrome,
While I’m miles outta town where the bar signs glow.
You swear you hear my boots in the attic walk,
That’s only the rafters learning how to talk.
I swapped our “maybe someday” picket-fence scene
For a fire-escape view and a kerosene dream.
Your porch light’s still fishing for my runaway face,
But I’m cracks in the pavement—can’t retrace a trace.
[Chorus]
I ain’t leavin’—I’m already gone,
Like last week’s thunder after dawn’s yawn.
Air in the hallway, soul past the line,
An out-of-tune prayer you can’t rewind in time.
Quit clingin’ tight to a rusted spark,
You can’t lasso wind in a borrowed heart.
[Bridge]
Every “sorry” bruised and late,
Every promise lost its weight.
Talk to the shadow on the wall—
I’m dust dancing freefall.
[Chorus]
I ain’t leavin’—I’m already gone,
Like moonlit tire tracks at the edge of the dawn.
Silence in the hallway, soul on the run,
No map, no rearview, chasin’ new sun.
Quit clingin’ tight to a rusted spark,
You can’t lasso wind in a borrowed heart.

Smoke on an Idle Heart

So proud to call Vietnam my home! From the bustling cities to the tranquil countryside, it's a place filled with beauty, history, and a spirit that always inspires me. Feeling grateful and blessed. 🇻🇳❤️

Vietnam My Heart.mp3

I see the shadows dance in the open air Whispers of the cosmos 
They take me there A place where time bends and stars collide 
Spirits in the sky They’re my guide 
Oh the spirits in the sky 
They call my name In their glowing light I’ll never be the same 
They sing their songs A celestial refrain 
Oh the spirits in the sky Break my chain 

Spirits in the sky

To Chicago (instrumental)

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where u r

Songwriting has been a lifelong passion for me, dating back to elementary school when I first began crafting stories, poems, and eventually lyrics. As a former drummer in various bands, I always relied on others to bring my words to life musically. However, after a long hiatus from drumming, I decided to take the leap and learn to compose music to accompany my lyrics. Through classes and dedication, I've embarked on a new journey, breathing fresh life into old lyrics and penning new ones. You'll find a mix of older and newer works here. Especially for some of the lyrics. 

Music has been a part of me for as long as I can remember. One of my earliest memories is being completely entranced by 'The Little Drummer Boy' as a very young child. There was something about the rhythm and the melody that just captivated me. I must have played it a thousand times, wearing the record out, and from that moment on, I was hooked. I knew I wanted to be a drummer and to create that magic for others. 

But I was too young then, and of course, I couldn't afford a drum set just yet. So, I turned to writing as a way to express myself. As I mentioned above, I started with stories, then poems, and eventually, lyrics. I found that writing was not only a way to tap into my creativity, but also a way to process my emotions and experiences. 

As I grew older, my love for music only deepened. I realized that music has this incredible power to transport us to different times and places, to evoke emotions and memories that we thought were long forgotten. It's a universal language that can bring people together like nothing else can. 

For me, writing lyrics is a cathartic experience. It's a way for me to tap into my emotions, to process the world around me, and to create something that I hope will resonate with others. And when I hear my words come to life in a song, it's truly magical. It's a feeling that never gets old, and it's what keeps me coming back to music time and time again. 

I love many genres of music and artists of many genres. And if you listen to some of my songs, you will find that I like to make songs of different genres as well as mix different genres into each song. One of my all-time favorite bands is Evanescence, and I have made a lot of songs where I have tried my best to emulate that sound. 

Now, I have recently started experimenting with new sounds. I never heard of glitch beats before I took music classes, and now I'm fascinated with the sound, so I have been experimenting with glitch beats recently. 

I hope you enjoy some of my songs. And thanks so much to everyone who has been listening so far. I truly appreciate it. I welcome constructive feedback to help me grow as an artist, and I appreciate your support. ❤️

BTW if you follow me, I will ALWAYS follow back. If I like your music, I will follow you, but if you don't follow me back within a week or so I will probably unfollow. The same goes for when I see someone listening to my music, I WILL follow, however, if they don't follow me back within a week or so, I'll unfollow, because I'm at my limit of follows and I want to follow back everyone who follows me. Did not know that SoundCloud limits us to following only 2000. 😢

*******************
VickStiX's Artist Manifesto
*******************

I am the static between truth and noise.
A pulse that cracks the silence open.
When the world forgets its conscience,
I remind it — one beat, one lyric, one spark.

I don’t shout to divide; I sing to awaken.
I don’t chase fame; I chase clarity.
My art is not a weapon — it’s a flare in the dark.
A signal to every soul that still believes in better.

Let the trolls rage, let the cowards hide.
They can’t drown out a voice that’s tuned to truth.
I will paint their lies in sound and light
until justice has a melody again.

Because protest is not anger — it’s hope with a megaphone.
And I was born to be loud.

🎶 VickStiX — Truth. Rhythm. Revolution.












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