Determined and violent Electro Metal with heavy distorted guitars, Determined and violent Electro Metal with heavy distorted guitars, synth pulses and sub impacts. Bridge @ 0'53 with rumbling drums. Chasing the devil.
Determined and violent Electro Metal with heavy distorted guitars, Determined and violent Electro Metal with heavy distorted guitars, synth pulses and sub impacts. Chasing the devil.
Determined and violent Electro Metal with synth pulses and sub Determined and violent Electro Metal with synth pulses and sub impacts. Bridge at 00:53 with rumbling drums. Chasing the devil.
Indie pop / rock. Confident, upbeat, hurry yet positive & bright. Indie pop / rock. Confident, upbeat, hurry yet positive & bright. Chorus @ 0'30. Male vocals, english lyrics , guitar, keyboard, bass & drums. Music for fashion content, urban vlogs & morning shows.Lyrics
You’ve got something more I cannot describe When the ray of light cross the room at night I’ll follow you if you say so Make you forget your low lows It’s not a big deal at all If you take the high ground There’s no reward when you pretend to be someone else There’s nothing else to do No, just to be yourself Once you have found your way all around You’ll hear the sound of child screaming up « wheoop! » I’m back in the playground x2 You’ve got somewhere else to go Necktie strangles (strangled) to the bone Which door to open ? You waited for a phone call A new chapter to be told If you're lost on the road, there might (be) someone you can find There’s no reward when you pretend to be someone else There’s nothing else to do No, just to be yourself
Once you have found your way all around You’ll hear the sound of child screaming up « wheoop! » I’m back in the playground x4
You’ve got something more I cannot describe When the ray of light cross the room at night I’ll follow you if you say so Make you forget your low lows It’s not a big deal at all If you take the high ground There’s no reward when you pretend to be someone else There’s nothing else to do No, just to be yourself Once you have found your way all around You’ll hear the sound of child screaming up « wheoop! » I’m back in the playground x2 You’ve got somewhere else to go Necktie strangles (strangled) to the bone Which door to open ? You waited for a phone call A new chapter to be told If you're lost on the road, there might (be) someone you can find There’s no reward when you pretend to be someone else There’s nothing else to do No, just to be yourself
Once you have found your way all around You’ll hear the sound of child screaming up « wheoop! » I’m back in the playground x4
You’ve got something more I cannot describe When the ray of light cross the room at night I’ll follow you if you say so Make you forget your low lows It’s not a big deal at all If you take the high ground There’s no reward when you pretend to be someone else There’s nothing else to do No, just to be yourself Once you have found your way all around You’ll hear the sound of child screaming up « wheoop! » I’m back in the playground x2 You’ve got somewhere else to go Necktie strangles (strangled) to the bone Which door to open ? You waited for a phone call A new chapter to be told If you're lost on the road, there might (be) someone you can find There’s no reward when you pretend to be someone else There’s nothing else to do No, just to be yourself
Once you have found your way all around You’ll hear the sound of child screaming up « wheoop! » I’m back in the playground x4
You’ve got something more I cannot describe When the ray of light cross the room at night I’ll follow you if you say so Make you forget your low lows It’s not a big deal at all If you take the high ground There’s no reward when you pretend to be someone else There’s nothing else to do No, just to be yourself Once you have found your way all around You’ll hear the sound of child screaming up « wheoop! » I’m back in the playground x2 You’ve got somewhere else to go Necktie strangles (strangled) to the bone Which door to open ? You waited for a phone call A new chapter to be told If you're lost on the road, there might (be) someone you can find There’s no reward when you pretend to be someone else There’s nothing else to do No, just to be yourself
Once you have found your way all around You’ll hear the sound of child screaming up « wheoop! » I’m back in the playground x4
☆ WINNER "Best Drum & Bass" @Production Music Awards UK 2025 ☆ ☆ WINNER "Best Drum & Bass" @Production Music Awards UK 2025 ☆ Drum n Bass & Rap. Energetic, motivational & catchy. Male rapper, drum machine, electronics, trailer fx & epic strings. Break @ 1’20. Suggested for sports, motor racing & adventure video games.Lyrics
Got to believe Got to believe it You got to believe
Got to believe Got to believe it
You call it mixed emotions
I’m just highly devoted
Hear the story and wrote it Destiny on my shoulders
Well indeed I’m a soldier
Still believe they can't hold us You the standard, then shows us There ain’t nothing remotely
On this earth to control us Out of this league
I stay furthest from cobras There’s blood on the leaves The world all on my shoulders You got to believe
What you wanted or need It’s like trying to breathe
If you grinding for what you need You got to believe
Got to believe, got to believe
As bad as you wanna breathe You got to believe
You got to believe You got to believe
Got to believe it
'Cause if you want it
You got to believe
Got to believe, got to believe That’s what you want, then You got to believe
You got to believe
You got to believe
Got to believe it
Through the high and lows Got to believe it
Never settle never fold Got to believe it
Motivation for your goals
Got to believe it You got to believe You got to believe
I can never fall off
Difference is
I stand on business
Filled with long riches, and
Real as this
Ain’t nobody way more intricate
Calling all witnesses
When the competition ain’t legitimate
Who ever doubted ain’t the ones that's killing it But got the feeling as
The ones that’s hearing
Wan to dismiss it cause you losing hope
We on a mission cause we knew the ropes Dope
If you grinding for what you need You got to believe
Got to believe, got to believe
As bad as you wanna breathe You got to believe
You got to believe You got to believe
Got to believe it
'Cause if you want it
You got to believe
Got to believe, got to believe That’s what you want, then You got to believe
You got to believe
You got to believe
Got to believe it
Through the high and lows Got to believe it
Never settle never fold Got to believe it
Motivation for your goals Got to believe it
You got to believe
You got to believe
Drum n Bass & Rap. Hectic, rowdy & punchy. Male rapper, drum machine, Drum n Bass & Rap. Hectic, rowdy & punchy. Male rapper, drum machine, electronics & female heavenly backing vocals. Suggested for action, motor racing, sports.Lyrics
Turn it up, we get down,
Lotta damage no sound,
All the way we go round,
Don’t try y’a luck u get pounded,
Dark place to be found in,
It turned to me a wild kid, Pressure built me like diamonds, Now I’m standing up way prouder,
Who let the kings of the jungle, Rumbling back in the cage,
They won’t be screaming my name, No They gon be screaming for pain,
Who let the kings of the jungle, Rumbling back in the cage,
They won’t be screaming my name, No They gon be screaming for pain,
Let’s ride, go, Let’s ride, go, Let’s ride, go, It’s do or die,
I’m outta my mind, I’m outta my mind,
Quite crazy u’ll find, I put in twice on the grind,
Don’t touch whats mine, I’ll break yo spine,
It’s only you and I,
I’ll make u feel alive,
Who let the kings of the jungle, Rumbling back in the cage,
Who let the kings of the jungle, Rumbling back in the cage,
They won’t be screaming my name, No They gon be screaming for pain,
They won’t be screaming my name, No They gon be screaming for pain,
We got it,
Breaking em off,
Came with a problem,
And he paying the cost,
If he doin the most, ima bring him to the god, I’m getting it done,
just doing my job,
I’m Not the same I’m an animal,
I’m aiming far like a catapult,
What I went thru u would never know, I went above of the status quo
Ain’t one to be messed with, Big boy like texas,
U marked up like a guest list, Get Taken out like an exit,
Ain’t one to be messed with, Big boy like texas,
U marked up like a guest list, Get Taken out like an exit,
Let’s ride, go, Let’s ride, go, Let’s ride, go, It’s do or die,
I’m outta my mind, I’m outta my mind,
Quite crazy u’ll find, I put in twice on the grind,
Don’t touch whats mine, I’ll break yo spine,
It’s only you and I,
I’ll make u feel alive,
Who let the kings of the jungle, Rumbling back in the cage,
Who let the kings of the jungle, Rumbling back in the cage,
They won’t be screaming my name, No They gon be screaming for pain,
They won’t be screaming my name, No They gon be screaming for pain,
Drum n Bass & Rap. Driving, upbeat & dynamic. Male rapper, drum Drum n Bass & Rap. Driving, upbeat & dynamic. Male rapper, drum machine, trailer fx & electronics. Break with siren @ 1’18. Suggested for sports, car & fitness.Lyrics
Jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump
Step up on the scene
Can’t match my demeanour
Silent till I speak
Feels like I’m a teaser
Trailing enemies they know how I be When I get to leveling the field
Ain’t no playing me
Jumping out the gym
Cameras saying when?
Paparazzi cheese
Got me overseas
It’s delightful
Jumping on planes to the Eiffel Imma keep doing like Nike do
Jump, jump
We kept looking out the window
Riding 'till the end 'till we win tho
Jump, jump
What’s the status what’s the info?
You just can’t pretend,can’t pretend tho
Jump, jump, jump, jump
They just can’t pretend they just wanna jump Jump, jump, jump, jump
They just can’t pretend, can’t pretend
See me in the ends all they do is jump
See me in the ends all they do is jump Jump, jump, jump, jump
They just can’t pretend can’t pretend
They got all my name on they posters Cause those is
Ways that I made more than most of Whoever you thought would come pose as A threat to the chosen
Can never control my composure
Light up the sky check the voltage, you know Every celebration is a moment you know
I can never run I can never hide
Cause you know it when you got
Jump, jump
We kept looking out the window
Riding 'till the end 'till we win tho
Jump, jump
What’s the status what’s the info?
You just can’t pretend,can’t pretend tho
Jump, jump, jump, jump
They just can’t pretend they just wanna jump Jump, jump, jump, jump
They just can’t pretend, can’t pretend
See me in the ends all they do is jump
See me in the ends all they do is jump Jump, jump, jump, jump
They just can’t pretend can’t pretend
Drum n Bass & Rap. Ego trip, determined & energetic. Male rapper, Drum n Bass & Rap. Ego trip, determined & energetic. Male rapper, drum machine, electronics & trailer fx. Suggested for sports & action video games.Lyrics
Yeah I’m on my way,
Tell em count the days, Tell em move out my way, They can’t match my pace,
Man dem come in ready,
No slow mo, we move steady, They chose war they gon get it, My boys know how to dead it,
I’m in the beast, in the belly,
I make it hot, like nelly,
Ready or not, they gon feel it,
Im making moves on the telly, (watch me)
Worldwide,
Worldwide,
Don’t want smoke with those guys no,
It’s do or die all the time, I don’t know slow down no,
Can you hear that sound,
I’m bout to turn it round,
I Hop in to win then I’m out,
I reached the tip of the mountain, go,
Worldwide,
Worldwide,
Don’t want smoke with those guys no,
It’s do or die all the time, I don’t know slow down no,
We them ones all around, Did it all for the town, Put it on, like a crown,
3,2,1, tell em count they days, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday,
Tell em count they days, They don’t really want it,
tell em count they days, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Tell em count they days,
I’m on my way,
Tell em count they days, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Tell em count they days,
They don’t really want it,
tell em count they days, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Tell em count they days,
It was written in the stars,
You already know who I’m are, I am the one with the ball,
Not scared to get lost,
Found gold and more,
now the crowd scream encore, Here they go, here they go, Beast mode on road,
The opps know I’m a pro,
That’s why they probe on the low, They Wanna move like a goat,
I’ll never give em the ropes,
Can you hear that sound,
I’m bout to turn it round,
I Hop in to win then I’m out,
I reached the tip of the mountain, go,
Worldwide,
Worldwide,
Don’t want smoke with those guys no,
It’s do or die all the time, I don’t know slow down no,
We them ones all around, Did it all for the town, Put it on, like a crown, A
3,2,1, tell em count they days, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Tell em count they days,
They don’t really want it,
tell em count they days, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Tell em count they days,
I’m on my way,
Tell em count they days, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Tell em count they days,
They don’t really want it,
tell em count they days,
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Tell em count they days,
Our time is now, here in the morning of our lives. Marimba arpeggios, Our time is now, here in the morning of our lives. Marimba arpeggios, subtle strings and gentle guitar.
There is no such thing as bad weather, only the wrong clothes! Sporty There is no such thing as bad weather, only the wrong clothes! Sporty track for pictures of movement in the fresh air.
Trap / Freak Hip Hop. Staggering, swagger, powerful, heavy & Trap / Freak Hip Hop. Staggering, swagger, powerful, heavy & assertive. Harpsichord, drum machine, rapper, synthesizers & FX horror. Combative lyrics about someone with swagger avoiding and fighting vampires. Suggested for horror trailers, dark urban environments, edgy sports & halloween season.Lyrics
Verse:
Stay away from the vampires, they evil
Avoid toxic people, they’ll try to drain you,
Do anything just to eat you,
I keep the cross on me, with the garlic
To them, that’s like arsenic
They afraid of the light, only brave at night
That’s the only time they walk out,
But without, fangs they can’t bite
I de-teeth em, they get knocked out
And when I say I “raise the stakes” it’s got a few different meanings
Yall ain’t got no faith, yall cheaters
Me I stay true to my principles, like being married to the boss of a teacher
Yall some blood-sucking leeches, I make em stop short like Jeter,
They try to terrify the preacher, but where yall headed, hotter than a Carolina reaper (yeah!)
Break:
Yall some vampires, yall some vampires
I am not surprised, and this the sunrise (yeah, aye!)
(…)
Verse:
And I care about my people, and I wanna keep it peaceful
This armor, you can’t breakthrough
Never put yourself in a position, for them to play you
Clean cut, pure intentions, but my room’s a sty
Sitting under - the moonlit sky,
I’m an opportunist, never let the music die (uh!)
Necromancer, to the sheets, I fantasize
Neck blow with the hammer, If I see the fangs arrive
Or hands on my trophy, trying to take my prize
I analyze, plans to dethrone me
Pupils slit if they phony
Pupils drip, on this journey
Hit with the gurney, chip on my shoulder, stains on my jersey
So when I see the fangs, I don’t worry
Trap / Freak Hip Hop. Disturbing intro with music box & child's Trap / Freak Hip Hop. Disturbing intro with music box & child's laugh. Swagger, insidious, catchy & chanted. Drum machine, FX laughter, rapper, synthesizer, bass synth, pitchy vocals, theremin & tack piano. Psychotic lyrics about living in the forest, acting like a wild animal. Suggested for horror trailers, dark urban environments, edgy sports & halloween season.Lyrics
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Psycho yeah
Might go Psycho Foreal
Casting magic spells
My life’s haunted…Still
That’s just how I’m built
that’s just how I’m built
I be lurking through the night yeah
Hiding in the darkness, I dont never see the light yeah
Wolf mode yeah I bark and then I bite
This the real me we ain’t rocking no disguise
Leave they head turning like owl
Feeling so bizarre the moon done make me howl
Cemetery late night we on the prowl
Living in the shadows that’s the only life that I know
Might go Psycho Foreal
Casting magic spells
My life’s haunted…Still
That’s just how I’m built
that’s just how I’m built
Yeah I’m giving em the creeps
I be haunting they dreams
The Spirits running free
I’m letting out the beast
Might go psycho yeah yeah
Might go psycho again
Not again not again
Trap / Freak Hip Hop. Driving, disturbing & assertive. Synthesizers, Trap / Freak Hip Hop. Driving, disturbing & assertive. Synthesizers, rapper, drum machine, pitched vocals & barrel organ. Creepy lyrics about being a boogeyman, acting like classic horror monsters. Suggested for horror trailers, dark urban environments, edgy sports & halloween season.Lyrics
Weird!
Woaaaah
Hahahah
let’s get it man
When I cross your path
9 years of bad luck like a black cat
Pull up in a mask
I’m moving like Dracula, better think fast woah
Keeping it real way down to my skeleton
Creepy and Cooky I’m right in my element
I got the magic, they wonder what spell it is
Call me the pumpkin king, came with a bag of tricks
Yeah I am the spider, I came from the web
You are a puppet, your life is pretend
I leave em screaming way out of they head (out of they head)
Turn to a wolf man I been seeing red
Say “hocus pocus” we raising the dead
I am the monster that’s under your bed (under your bed)
You better save yourself from the boogeymen boogeymen boogeyman
No they’ll never get out of my spider web, spider web, spider web
Say my name 3 times like beetlejuice
Spirit just left my body, I’m feeling loose
Take em to Salem, I just drank the magic juice
Whipping the cauldron, oh we gon party too
If this world normal, I must be a clown
when I pull up yo the circus in town
Your house has been haunted when I come around
I leave em shook, no they can’t make a sound
Got my bags of tricks and treats
Think I might have unlocked the beast
Past Me gone RIP
Yeah I pull up and I’m making em scream
spirits are moving we make em believe
They looking grim and I came to reap
I came to boogie, we ain’t miss a beat
You better save yourself from the boogeymen boogeymen boogeyman
No they’ll never get out of my spider web, spider web, spider web
You better save yourself from the boogeymen boogeymen boogeyman
No they’ll never get out of my spider web, spider web, spider web
Trap / Freak Hip Hop. Eccentric, impactful, exhilarating. Music box, Trap / Freak Hip Hop. Eccentric, impactful, exhilarating. Music box, synthesizers, rapper, drum machine, bass synth, horror FX, barrel organ & string section. Psychotic lyrics about hallucinating voices, seeing ghosts and losing one's sanity. Suggested for horror trailers, dark urban environments, edgy sports & halloween season.Lyrics
I think my mind playing tricks on me
Oh I don’t know what’s real
Booo! Hahaha
We trickin, we trickin
Let’s go!!
Creepy boy, I been paranoid
Someone knocking at my door with a scary voice
All I feel is scared, All I see is ghosts
Monsters underneath my bed are getting close
This a real life nightmare, my blood pumpin
Face getting all bent like a pumpkin
All these masks around me got my mind running
Fears setting in so maybe I should hide or something
I think My mind playing tricks on me
I might be running from myself
Yo The voices say we in for a treat
Oh I don’t know what’s real…
They pop out BOOO boo BOOOO Booo
Make you lose your cool (lose your cool)
Can’t block out DOOM doom DOOM doom
I don’t know what is true
Ahhhh
I keep feeling like the boy cry wolf
Cuz every time I’m saying look.. it’s an invisible ghost
Yo everybody dressin up but I’m the real freak show
Yo People jumping out they skin when I’m in my normal-est clothes
Woah!
“Look mom a vampire”
All I see is zombies, I might be over tired
I’m wicked with the pranks but no I’m not a liar
It’s your unlucky day, sincerely Micheal Myers
I think My mind playing tricks on me
I might be running from myself
Yo The voices say we in for a treat
Oh I don’t know what’s real…
Christmas trailerised. Urgent, magical & teeming with a hint of Christmas trailerised. Urgent, magical & teeming with a hint of anxiety. Grandiose, imposing & powerful climax @ 1'22. Cinematic orchestra.
Upbeat instrumental with organ-like chords, guitar and a percussive Upbeat instrumental with organ-like chords, guitar and a percussive beat. Child-friendly, but also suitable for ironic, quirky commercials.
French House trailer. Festive, rhythmic & jerky. Drum machine, French House trailer. Festive, rhythmic & jerky. Drum machine, samples, electric guitar, slap bass, keyboard, synth & FX trailer. Suggested for advertising, clubbing, daytime TV, sport, people & fashion.
Cape Canaveral, 1971: A crowd of onlookers huddles around the Cape Canaveral, 1971: A crowd of onlookers huddles around the spaceport. Final preparations are being made at the launch pad, the countdown is about to begin. Stylish, loopable beat with a wobbling tremolo Rhodes sound.
