Energetic, mystic, powerful. Clapping percussion and winding flute ...Energetic, mystic, powerful. Clapping percussion and winding flute melodies set out a traditional Arabian style, moving into emerging beat with impassioned vocal ad libs. Bass builds alongside sophisticated flute trills, creating an atmosphere of energy with decorum. A middle eastern dance with passion and energy. Subtle style allows for an austere atmosphere.
Energetic, mystic, powerful. Clapping percussion and winding flute ...Energetic, mystic, powerful. Clapping percussion and winding flute melodies set out a traditional Arabian style. Bass builds alongside sophisticated flute trills, creating an atmosphere of energy with decorum. A middle eastern dance with passion and energy. Subtle style allows for an austere atmosphere. Instrumental version.
Energetic, mystic, powerful. Clapping percussion with subtle flute ...Energetic, mystic, powerful. Clapping percussion with subtle flute setting out a traditional Arabian style. Bass builds alongside sophisticated flute trills, creating an atmosphere of energy with decorum. A middle eastern dance with passion and energy. Soft style allows for an austere atmosphere. Stripped back underscore version.
Energetic, mystic, powerful. Clapping percussion with subtle flute ...Energetic, mystic, powerful. Clapping percussion with subtle flute setting out a traditional Arabian style. Bass builds alongside sophisticated flute trills, creating an atmosphere of energy with decorum. A middle eastern dance with passion and energy. Soft style allows for an austere atmosphere. Stripped back underscore version.
Cool, energetic, unique. Powerful sub bass launches into echoing ...Cool, energetic, unique. Powerful sub bass launches into echoing guitar riffs and emotive autotuned crooning. Lyrics separating lyricist from his competition, characterised as someone who is strong and avoids the pitfalls of life due to their austere nature and focus. Ignoring haters and only focusing on money. Trilling guitars infers a feeling of emotion, indicative of a love for the grind.歌词
You know we ain't cut the same, I come from a different cloth, I just ran my check up man and look at all of this I bought, I be hearing this and that but conversation let ‘em talk, Ain’t no sense in holding on you wanna leave I let you walk. Lately, it been feelin' like they trying me, Popped a 30 paranoid feel like they eying me, Throw that money when she pick it up it’s raking leaves, Really ballin' when you get it what they hate to see. I get that paper den I bounce, I get that paper den I’m out, I get that money then I pounce, Blow dat, blow dat by the ounce, Ooh she wanted me back then but I was busy what up now, Prolli took her on a date but day dreamin' bout an account, I run up the digits you know that I get it, I gotta go get it regardless, Even when I was broke, Wit no money account and my stomach would hurt when I’m starvin', Level up and took off like a Martian, Now them bands lookin' like they marching, Like a bull seeing red target, I be on it you know that I want it, Break it down like this shit a component, I got plugs it feel like I’m Tony, Mo connection than a fiber wire I can overnight it ain’t no waitin' on it, Everytime you get it then they hate it so it stay wit me, I can’t never let you in on secrets you might play with me. You know we ain't cut the same, I come from a different cloth, I just ran my check up man and look at all of this I bought, I be hearing this and that but conversation let ‘em talk, Ain’t no sense in holding on you wanna leave I let you walk. Lately, it been feelin' like they trying me, Popped a 30 paranoid feel like they eying me, Throw that money when she pick it up it’s raking leaves, Really ballin' when you get it what they hate to see.
Cool, energetic, unique. Powerful sub bass launches into echoing ...Cool, energetic, unique. Powerful sub bass launches into echoing guitar riffs. Trilling guitars infers a feeling of emotion, indicative of a love for the grind. Chattering trap hi hats offer an infectious energy. Instrumental version.
Contemplative, sentimental, loving & gentle flamenco in a farruca ...Contemplative, sentimental, loving & gentle flamenco in a farruca aesthetic. Andalusian dance from Galicia. Solo Spanish guitar.
Refined, patient & pathetic flamenco in a serrana aesthetic. ...Refined, patient & pathetic flamenco in a serrana aesthetic. Characteristic style of the Ronda region in Andalusia. Spanish Guitar & cajon.
Daunting, mean, serious. Deep rumbling heartbeat kick, instantly ...Daunting, mean, serious. Deep rumbling heartbeat kick, instantly carves out an atmosphere of suspense and menace. Large impacts follow along, increasing feeling of suspense and menace. A futuristic energy reminiscent of a city about to come under attack. Droning notes become more persistent as danger closes in, war drums beating out a steady and deep beat. Climax at 01:28 as piercing electronic lead powers through alongside incessant hammering drums. Stripped back underscore version.
Daunting, mean, serious. Deep rumbling synth bass meets with ...Daunting, mean, serious. Deep rumbling synth bass meets with heartbeat kick, instantly carving out an atmosphere of suspense and menace. Large impacts make way for descending electronic notes, offering a futuristic energy reminiscent of a city about to come under attack. Droning notes become more persistent as danger closes in, war drums beating out a steady and deep beat. Climax at 01:28 as piercing electronic lead powers through alongside incessant hammering drums.
Daunting, tense, raw. Uncanny strings mesh with recorded sound, ...Daunting, tense, raw. Uncanny strings mesh with recorded sound, conjuring images of a community on the brink of disaster as riser at 00:15 drives into dramatic section with mechanical sounding impacts and bass. Further climax into upbeat dirty bass breakdown and cool drumbeat. A hero and evil force meet for the first time, trading blows and fighting skilfully. Rhythmic bass further asserting a slickness and confidence.
Daunting, tense, raw. Uncanny strings mesh with recorded sound, ...Daunting, tense, raw. Uncanny strings mesh with recorded sound, conjuring images of a community on the brink of disaster as riser at 00:15 drives into dramatic section with foreboding bass. Further climax into upbeat dirty bass breakdown. A hero and evil force meet for the first time, trading blows and fighting skilfully. Rhythmic bass further asserting a slickness and confidence. Stripped back underscore version.
Unsure, careful, foreboding. Wary strings and generally downbeat ...Unsure, careful, foreboding. Wary strings and generally downbeat atmosphere reminiscent of a journey into the unknown, or unresolved emotion flaring up. Strings inch out of uniformity, creating a feeling of fractured emotion and adrenaline. Slow build into tense section at 01:00. Choral voices rise, asserting a sense of stature and importance.
Unsure, careful, foreboding. Wary strings and generally downbeat ...Unsure, careful, foreboding. Wary strings and generally downbeat atmosphere reminiscent of a journey into the unknown, or unresolved emotion flaring up. Strings inch out of uniformity, creating a feeling of fractured emotion and adrenaline. Choral voices rise, asserting a sense of stature and importance. Stripped back underscore version.
Imposing, proud & swagger boom-bap sung in Spanish. My style is ...Imposing, proud & swagger boom-bap sung in Spanish. My style is better than yours. Male rap singer, male backing vocals, synth, sampling & electronic percussion.歌词
ES:
Estamos rockeando las Nike
Con el panamera
Yo tengo un estilo spicy
Tu farandulera
A 200 no dejo huella
Por la carretera
Todos quieren ser mis copilotos
Yo hago lo que quiera
Estamos rockeando las Nike
Con el panamera
Yo tengo un estilo spicy
Tu farandulera
A 200 no dejo huella
Por la carretera
Todos quieren ser mis copilotos
Yo hago lo que quiera
Wow damn, estamos sonando el mundo
Y yo en mi casa volando a Neptuno
Sigan tirándome que oportuno
Yo tranquilito jugando al uno
De uno en uno, los voy tirando
Me la vivo tranqui, aquí generando
Me manejo en flip-flops presidencial
Silencio y letal como un samurai
Ay, que no me pueden parar
Aunque me suelen tirar Ja
Detengo el tiempo Mcfly
Nunca me vieron pasar
Ay, que no me pueden parar
Aunque me suelen tirar Ja
Detengo el tiempo Mcfly
Nunca me vieron pasar
Estamos rockeando las Nike
Con el panamera
Yo tengo un estilo spicy
Tu farandulera
A 200 no dejo huella
Por la carretera
Todos quieren ser mis copilotos
Yo hago lo que quiera
Estamos rockeando las Nike
Con el panamera
Yo tengo un estilo spicy
Tu farandulera
A 200 no dejo huella
Por la carretera
Todos quieren ser mis copilotos
Yo hago lo que quiera
Hago lo que quiera
Hoy subiéndome al mercedes
Y tal vez mañana para el panamera
Ellos creen que siempre me pasan
Solitos se engañan
Yo gano carreras
No tengo para que engañarlos
Al final de todo, todos se dan cuenta ja
Yo hago lo que quiera
Hago lo que quiera
Hoy subiéndome al mercedes
Y tal vez mañana para el panamera
Ellos creen que siempre me pasan
Solitos se engañan
Yo gano carreras
No tengo para que engañarlos
Al final de todo, todos se dan cuenta ja
Yo hago lo que quiera
Wow damn, estamos sonando el mundo
Y yo en mi casa volando a Neptuno
Sigan tirándome que oportuno
Yo tranquilito jugando al uno
De uno en uno, los voy tirando
Me la vivo tranqui, aquí generando
Me manejo en flip-flops presidencial
Silencio y letal como un samurai
Ay, que no me pueden parar
Aunque me suelen tirar Ja
Detengo el tiempo Mcfly
Nunca me vieron pasar
Ay, que no me pueden parar
Aunque me suelen tirar Ja Detengo el tiempo Mcfly
Nunca me vieron pasar
Estamos rockeando las Nike
Con el panamera
Yo tengo un estilo spicy
Tu farandulera
A 200 no dejo huella
Por la carretera
Todos quieren ser mis copilotos
Yo hago lo que quiera
Estamos rockeando las Nike
Con el panamera
Yo tengo un estilo spicy
Tu farandulera
A 200 no dejo huella
Por la carretera
Todos quieren ser mis copilotos
Yo hago lo que quiera
EN:
We're rocking the Nike
With the panamera
I have a spicy style
You're flashy
At 200 I don't leave a mark
On the road
Everybody wants to be my co-driver
I do what I want
We're rocking the Nike
With the panamera
I have a spicy style
You're flashy
At 200 I don't leave a mark
On the road
Everybody wants to be my co-driver
I do what I want
Wow damn, we're sounding in the world
And I'm at home flying to Neptune
Keep on shooting me how convenient
I'm quietly playing Uno
One at a time, I throw them away
I'm living it cool, here generating
I ride in presidential flip-flops
Silent and lethal like a samurai
Oh, they can't stop me
Although they usually shoot at me Ja
I stop time Mcfly
They never saw me go by
Oh, they can't stop me
Though they'll throw me away Ja
I stop time Mcfly
They never saw me go by
We're rocking the Nike
With the panamera
I have a spicy style
You're flashy
At 200 I don't leave a mark
On the road
Everybody wants to be my co-driver
I do what I want
We're rocking the Nike
With the panamera
I have a spicy style
You're flashy
At 200 I don't leave a mark
On the road
Everybody wants to be my co-driver
I do what I want
I do what I want
Today getting in the mercedes
And maybe tomorrow for the panamera
They think they always pass me
They're only fooling themselves
I win races
I don't have to fool them
At the end of it all, they all realize ja
I do what I want
I do what I want
Today getting in the mercedes
And maybe tomorrow for the panamera
They think they always pass me
They're only fooling themselves
I win races
I don't have to fool them
At the end of it all, they all realize ja
I do what I want
Wow damn, we're sounding in the world
And I'm at home flying to Neptune
Keep on shooting me how convenient
I'm quietly playing Uno
One at a time, I throw them away
I'm living it cool, here generating
I ride in presidential flip-flops
Silent and lethal like a samurai
Oh, they can't stop me
Although they usually shoot at me Ja
I stop time Mcfly
They never saw me go by
Oh, they can't stop me
Though they'll throw me away Ja
I stop time Mcfly
They never saw me go by
We're rocking the Nike
With the panamera
I have a spicy style
You're flashy
At 200 I don't leave a mark
On the road
Everybody wants to be my co-driver
I do what I want
We're rocking the Nike
With the panamera
I have a spicy style
You're flashy
At 200 I don't leave a mark
On the road
Everybody wants to be my co-driver
I do what I want
Hip Hop track. Stimulating, swagger, stylish, cool & confident. ...Hip Hop track. Stimulating, swagger, stylish, cool & confident. Electro beat, synth & FX. For team sport, highlights & video games.
Introspective, intimate & wandering hip-hop-pop sung in Spanish. ...Introspective, intimate & wandering hip-hop-pop sung in Spanish. Pushing away the pain. Female singer, electric guitar, slide, synth & electronic percussion.歌词
ES:
estoy cansada y no lo entiendo
intento expresarlo con palabras
y al final salen bostezos
el miedo
de verme en un espejo
y disociar entre la imagen
y entre lo que en si proyecto
casi ni veo cine
desecho mis deseos
ya no hago lo que quiero
porque nunca tengo tiempo
y me lamento
y lo único pienso
es que me come la ciudad
y que me enreda el pelo el viento
pensé que amar sería suficiente
pero me siento sola y peleada con mi mente
no creo en mi talento como antes
no soy la que era antes
no soy suficiente
o soy demasiado grande
no soy nada fuerte
o es que tengo mucho aguante
no recuerdo nada lo que es sentirme bien
con el alma llena como un niño
que empieza a correr
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de un sueño malgastado
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
tal vez el camino equivocado
sea siempre el que me ha conquistado
ya tengo el enigma descifrado
el tiempo se pasa muy despacio
no busco na' de nadie
la suerte no me sobra pero siempre se comparte
escribo versos con punto y a parte
porque un punto y seguido implica motivos pa' seguir adelante
pero tranquilas que aquí mando yo
el agua limpia todo y últimamente está lloviendo un montón
no quiero sentir ni un remordimiento nunca más
la sensación que mas me pesa es la de recordar
algún día estaré bien lo puedo asegurar
sentirme a mí misma es suficiente pa' avanzar
igual que el pie que se siente a sí mismo al andar
igual que dos enamorados dentro de un maizal
escribo para mí y para reafirmar
que puede que algún día este cigarro se apague sin más
y no lo entenderás por no haber querido preguntar
ya no te sientas mal por mí me he cambiado de piel
a veces tu recuerdo incluso me sabe a miel
he estado imaginándome que es lo que quiero ser
y solo busco ser más gata que nunca y correr
y correr y correr y correr
y correr
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de un sueño malgastado
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
EN:
I'm tired and I don't understand
I try to put it into words
and in the end yawns come out
the fear
of seeing myself in a mirror
and dissociate between the image
and between what I project
I almost don't watch movies
I discard my desires
I no longer do what I want
because I never have time
and I lament
and the only thing I think
is that the city eats me up
and that the wind is tangling my hair
I thought that loving would be enough
but I feel lonely and at odds with my mind
I don't believe in my talent like before
I'm not what I used to be
I'm not enough
or I'm too big
I'm not strong at all
or is it that I have too much endurance
I don't remember what it's like to feel good
with a soul as full as a child
who starts to run
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of a wasted dream
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
maybe the wrong path
is always the one that has conquered me
I already have the enigma deciphered
time goes by very slowly
I'm not looking for anything from anyone
luck is not enough for me but I always share it
I write verses with a full stop, new paragraph
because a full stop, no new paragraph implies reasons to keep going on
but don't worry I'm in charge here
water cleans everything and lately it's been raining a lot
I don't want to feel a single remorse anymore
the feeling that weighs me down the most is the one of remembering
someday I'll be alright I can assure you
feeling myself is enough to move forward
just like the foot that feels itself when walking
just like two lovers inside a cornfield
I write for myself and to reaffirm
that maybe someday this cigarette will go out just like that
and you won't understand because you didn't want to ask
don't feel bad for me anymore I've changed my skin
sometimes your memory even tastes like honey to me
I've been imagining what I want to be
and I'm just trying to be more cat than ever and run
and run and run and run and run
and run
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of a wasted dream
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
Maniacal, terrifying, evil. Discordant string stabs create an ...Maniacal, terrifying, evil. Discordant string stabs create an uncertain and disjointed atmosphere, reminiscent of a chase scene through a dark and strange landscape. Out of tune string trills drag instrumentation into a more intense sequence, with unpredictable notes and a growing sense of panic. Stripped back underscore version.
Maniacal, terrifying, evil. Discordant string stabs create an ...Maniacal, terrifying, evil. Discordant string stabs create an uncertain and disjointed atmosphere, reminiscent of a chase scene through a dark and strange landscape. Breathy vocal effects promote feelings of panic. Out of tune string trills drag instrumentation into a more intense sequence, with unpredictable notes and a growing sense of panic.
Rousing, mysterious, emotive. Reflective piano with brooding strings ...Rousing, mysterious, emotive. Reflective piano with brooding strings drift ethereally. Tentative intro builds with driving short strings and heartbroken melodies to become determined and motivating with powerful trailer percussion, pulsing synths and rising orchestra. Strong, wondrous and courageous orchestral trailer cue.
French waltz in a belle-Epoque spirit. Romantic, lazy & tender ...French waltz in a belle-Epoque spirit. Romantic, lazy & tender old-fashioned waltz in a Belle-Epoque mood. String orchestra & piano. Suggested for historical documentary.
Introduction with crescendo. Hazy, narrative & waiting. Movement ...Introduction with crescendo. Hazy, narrative & waiting. Movement changes @ 0'40 with pizzicato strings.
