The Grief Journal is a collection of some of the journal entries I made over a one year period grieving the loss of one of my best friends and my dad. I hope you find peace and hope in this mixtape. And if you're dealing with loss, you're not alone. I feel it too. 

Love,
Michael Sanay

THE GRIEF JOURNAL

The Sequence

The Sequence (prod. Yakuzy)

Whats HipHop? Produced by : Skulptor

AUD-20220909-WA0002.mp3

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The first 4 tracks were created for a tutorial / analysis video on Video Game Soundtracks. The rest are pieces of Video Game Music I have created over the years. 
I hope you enjoy these little works. Thank you for listening.
Check out the step-by-step video on the tracks here: (link soon)
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MR. GROMULE [Character Theme]

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Controller

I Love It (prod. YAKUZY)

Beat Prod. YAKUZY

Lyrics:

(VERSE1)

Evidently speaking dreams of money secretly creeping in the mind of status seeking people 
Always like affection never said no they embraced attention 
They’d Fuck you ova to please the person whispering over their shoulda 
wouldn’t be blind to the facts if they looked closer 
Always indulged in party’s and drinks secretly sober so they play the part of the high roller 
Rambling about someone who reallyfucked him ova 
Wonder when these snobby motherfuckers will grow older
Never depend never defend condescend  and kick you in the rear end now I’m Swimming in the deep end and the world is nearing the end and it’s goin off

(VERSE 2)

Fuck you bozo 
Wanna talk shit I’m painting these lyrics like Van Gogh and I’m switching the tempo 
So don’t come to me and say “you respect me bro” I don’t really wanna know 
shut the fuck up you don’t know me my rhymes are immaculate please don’t talk to me mr micro dick 
Personality really is counterfeit Don’t act like you’ve never been a hypocrite once or twice everyone’s been apart of it and Somebody really has to put a stop to this
 
it’s a virus it’s spreading to our mindset 
upset smoke a cigarette stressed so many peoples feelings repressed 

(VERSE 3)

Fuck your social status a sociopath systematic a symbol of hope prayin on you bastards no I ain’t a pastor I am the master spreading these messages this is my chapter when I said I wanted to be a rapper laughter filled the room heart shattered golden spoon served with a shiny platter in the womb you ain’t better cause you got the cheddar why you ain’t humble is it to much pressure 
can you face the terror  pussy ass embarrassed why don’t you go and call your parents or better yet call the sheriff many have the same problem actin so thoughtless open up a door gain more knowledge 
worry less on your limited leather wallet wealthy weak hobbit actin like a prophet makes me wanna vomit pull my socks up empty my pockets let me teach you how to be honest I ain’t fishin for no compliments cause this is everyday common sense everybody optimist don’t be opposite smack you in the face if you squandering

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