90 BPM. Orchestral score, animation. Building from a light flute 90 BPM. Orchestral score, animation. Building from a light flute melody, then backed by a syncopated rhythmic strings staccati pattern. Mischievious. Enchanting discovery. Evolving, modulations.
30 sec edit. 90 BPM. Orchestral score, animation. Building from a 30 sec edit. 90 BPM. Orchestral score, animation. Building from a light flute melody, backed by a syncopated rhythmic strings staccati pattern. Mischievious. Enchanting discovery. Evolving, modulations.
60 sec edit. 90 BPM. Orchestral score, animation. Building from a 60 sec edit. 90 BPM. Orchestral score, animation. Building from a light flute melody, backed by a syncopated rhythmic strings staccati pattern. Mischievious. Enchanting discovery. Evolving, modulations.
Straw House (Underscore Straw House (Underscore version) [MYD021 - 44]
Alt.
2'06
Underscore version, no piano & percussions. 90 BPM. Orchestral score, Underscore version, no piano & percussions. 90 BPM. Orchestral score, animation. Building from a light flute melody, then backed by a syncopated rhythmic strings staccati pattern. Mischievious. Enchanting discovery. Evolving, modulations.
Drum n Bass & Rap. Powerful, frenzied, badass & feisty. Male rapper, Drum n Bass & Rap. Powerful, frenzied, badass & feisty. Male rapper, drum machine, trailer fx, violin & epic choir. Break @ 1’06. Suggested for action, combat & extreme sports.Lyrics
Want the power
Every second, every minute, every hour
Driven but honestly
I’m modest
And on a spree
Devils and wannabes
They all wanted some from me
They wanted the power and put the money in front of me The pressure’s like under seas
Won’t drown if you’re under me
Underestimated still my spirit never understated
99 problems, cold as ice, sticking I’m the "Great One" I rather have it all built it off the drive
Now tell me who wanna ride
I, Did it all
I want it all
The battle scars I gathered Are paying off
I, Did it all
I want it all
The battle scars I gathered Are paying off
Want the power
Want the power
Everyday second, every minute every hour I survived, I arrived, time is ours
Who want it
Who got it
Cause I want the power
Want the power
Want the power
Everyday second, every minute every hour I survived, I arrived, time is ours
Who want it
Who got it
Cause I want the power
Press up, push off
Like a pressure cooker
Im a chef or bishop
Just unconventional
High step the challenge
More success came from silence
Dedication spoke the loudest
I was desperate then I got it
Committed to the work sweat and blood on my shirt with a smirk I was chosen out the dirt
I rather have it all built it off the drive
Now tell me who wanna ride
I, Did it all
I want it all
The battle scars I gathered Are paying off
I, Did it all
I want it all
The battle scars I gathered Are paying off
Want the power
Want the power
Everyday second, every minute every hour I survived, I arrived, time is ours
Who want it
Who got it
Cause I want the power
Want the power
Want the power
Everyday second, every minute every hour I survived, I arrived, time is ours
Who want it
Who got it
Cause I want the power
Drum n Bass & Rap. Fierce, ominous & intimidating. Male rapper, drum Drum n Bass & Rap. Fierce, ominous & intimidating. Male rapper, drum machine, trailer fx & electronics. Ticking break @ 1’11. Suggested for combat & extreme sports, action.Lyrics
I Guarantee that you payin up,
I’m on the run but I’m pulling up,
They passed you the rock but you gave it up, I guess you really ain’t him enough,
I’m Maxed out on the stamina, Back down, nah I never did, Ten down, since I been a kid, Man down, if they try to diss,
How could you try to play me, you are not my replacement,
I done mastered the basics, Broken out of this matrix, came back for my day ones,
Putting fear on they faces,
Bank is filled looking gracious,
on they mind and they playlist, From unknown to being a-list,
I been the one, like mcgrady, yeah,
Don’t play with my money x4
Don’t play with my money,
Pockets filled I need hunnids,
If you owe me, then I want it,
If you don’t respond then I’m coming,
Don’t play with my money,
Don’t play with my money,
Don’t play if you don’t want it, uh, Don’t play cuz I’m gunning,
Don’t play with my money, Pockets filled I need hunnids,
If you owe, then I want it,
If you don’t respond then I’m coming,
Don’t play with my money,
Don’t play with my money,
Don’t play if you don’t want it, uh, Don’t play cuz I’m gunning,
Tic toc tic toc,
hearing the sound of the clock,
Just a couple more hours, for we brings the dogs out and we pull up on yo block,
Checkin the boxes,
Clocking my job in,
don’t really mess with these bots,
If we got a problem,
Ima solve it,
I’m pulling up with the choppers, Somebody call em a doctor,
The floor be catchin all of them bodies,
Nothing alike we ain’t similar,
You Underfed you ain’t big enough, When the money be calling I pick it up, Am to pm, I’m staying up,
Don’t play with my money x4
Don’t play with my money,
Pockets filled I need hunnids,
If you owe me, then I want it,
If you don’t respond then I’m coming,
Don’t play with my money,
Don’t play with my money,
Don’t play if you don’t want it, uh,
Don’t play cuz I’m gunning,
Don’t play with my money,
Pockets filled I need hunnids,
If you owe, then I want it,
If you don’t respond then I’m coming,
Don’t play with my money,
Don’t play with my money,
Don’t play if you don’t want it, uh, Don’t play cuz I’m gunning,
Drum n Bass & Rap. Strings intro. Ego trip, grand, determined & Drum n Bass & Rap. Strings intro. Ego trip, grand, determined & proud. Male rapper, cinematic strings & electronics. Break @ 1’07. Suggested for action video games & sports.Lyrics
I'm in first class
First class, first class
Eyes open
Windows wide open
I can see the skies
I'm hoping when the rides over
They can see the smile
Wasn't what I been used to but I'm here for a while I'm here for it now
The game is the crown
We settle it how?
By breaking the proud
The fame taking it down
No play, lane for the crowd
Wide shoulders
Thousand feet
Fly over take a leap
Find cobras, no retreat
Mind over no defeat
If you want it you got to get it and open your hands Turned is the past
You're stuck in a glass
From rags to riches
We made it at last We made it at last
First class
My head to the sky
No matter where I land I'm just ready to fly
I'm in first class
First class, first class I'm ready to shine
First class
My head to the sky
No matter where I land I'm just ready to fly
I'm in first class
First class, first class I'm ready to shine
Private lane Private planes
My whole life, private main Live above the rim
Crowd expectations
Suit and tie, who am I? That's the base
Chasing green, out the maze
Love me, leave me, never hated
There ain't much that I debate
Like who's the great?
Who made it out the struggle
Tell me who relates?
Early morning, early flights
Boy I'm never late
Life's a beach, castaway
They proud of the Prada but this ain't Hathaway
If you want it you got to get it and open your hands Turned is the past
You're stuck in a glass
From rags to riches
We made it at last We made it at last
First class
My head to the sky
No matter where I land I'm just ready to fly
I'm in first class
First class, first class I'm ready to shine
First class
My head to the sky
No matter where I land I'm just ready to fly
I'm in first class
First class, first class I'm ready to shine
Scared To Lose You Scared To Lose You (Underscore version) [SUPRA028 - 194]
2'26
132 BPM. Electro UK Garage, Bass Music. Built on vibrating synth 132 BPM. Electro UK Garage, Bass Music. Built on vibrating synth chords, echoed texture, backed by a syncopated UK garage electro beat, euphorising. Clubbing, synthetic & stylized atmosphere.
132 BPM. Electro UK Garage, Bass Music. Built on chopped & rhythmical 132 BPM. Electro UK Garage, Bass Music. Built on chopped & rhythmical vocal samples, backed by a syncopated UK garage electro beat, euphorising. Clubbing, synthetic & stylized atmosphere. Feat a piano medolic sample.
65 BPM. World atmospheric soundtrack, with traditional south america 65 BPM. World atmospheric soundtrack, with traditional south america guitar (charango). From an inspired improvisation, tremolando guitar theme, floating pad slicks. Progressively opening on a melody with a traditional sonority.
65 BPM. World atmospheric soundtrack, with traditional south america 65 BPM. World atmospheric soundtrack, with traditional south america guitar (charango). From an inspired improvisation, tremolando guitar theme, floating pad slicks. Progressively opening on a melody with a traditional sonority.
124 BPM Electro trap with pitched up and down female voice sampled on 124 BPM Electro trap with pitched up and down female voice sampled on a crazy dark and dangerous angry beat with neon acid synth and bass. First part with steep fade out ending.
124 BPM Electro trap with pitched up and down female voice sampled on 124 BPM Electro trap with pitched up and down female voice sampled on a crazy dark and dangerous angry beat with neon acid synth and bass. Guns sounds and explosions with male rapper. Outro part with another male just being quoted as a sample.
Make You Feel Like Make You Feel Like (Underscore version) [SUPRA007 - 26]
2'20
Light version, no ethnic percussions & brass. 94 BPM felt. Electro Light version, no ethnic percussions & brass. 94 BPM felt. Electro afro hip hop, with arabic inspiration. Led by a rebounding & deep bass pattern.
94 BPM felt. Electro afro hip hop, with arabic inspiration. Led by a 94 BPM felt. Electro afro hip hop, with arabic inspiration. Led by a rebounding & deep bass pattern. Rap male vocals, featuring mesmerizing vocal samples, arabic percussions solos.
Hyperpop song. Upbeat, urgent & futuristic. On a drum and bass beat. Hyperpop song. Upbeat, urgent & futuristic. On a drum and bass beat. Male vocals with autotune, vocal chops, bass & electronics. Break @ 1'22. Hyper drive.Lyrics
Hyperpop League
Hyperdream, make it real With glitchy sounds and neon gleams
Hyperreal, living dreams We're kings and king or so it seems
Hyperdream, make it real Braking schemes, live extreme Oh oh
Oh oh
DJ flashing neon lights
In the City where we ignite
Glitching beats and pixel dreams
In this hyper world nothings as it seems
Compensating, Circuits alive
In the matrix where we thrive
We!re the ones who bend the rules
In this hyper world we make the rules
Hyperdream, make it real With glitchy sounds and neon gleams
Hyperreal, living dreams We're kings and king or so it seems
Hyperdream, make it real Braking schemes, live extreme Oh oh
Oh oh
Nu Soul/R&B. Tumultuous, melancholic & tense. A song about separation Nu Soul/R&B. Tumultuous, melancholic & tense. A song about separation & reconciliation: "You’ve been gone for so long that coming back hurts a little more". Atmospheric intro, then singer, acoustic guitar, beatmaking & electronics.Lyrics
- Italiano:
Sei stato via per così tanto
Che tornare fa un po’ più male
Tu guardi avanti ignorando i passi
Ma c’é sangue sulle tue mani
Ora chi piange?
Cose di sangue
Ora chi piange?
Sporco di sangue
(ora chi…)
C’é una metà delle mie idee
Che non trova mai un perché
Nega la gioia mischia i colori
E mi stanca mi chiude qua
Amare un figlio, abbracciarlo
Rendere un sogno realtà
Come in una fiaba
Ora chi piange?
Cose di sangue
Ora chi piange?
Sporco di sangue
Ora chi piange?
Sporco di sangue
(Ma c’é sangue sulle tue mani)
Sei stato via per così tanto
Che sei niente dopo un caffé
- English:
You've been away for so long
That coming back hurts a bit more
You look ahead ignoring the steps
But there's blood on your hands
Now who cries?
Blood's matters
Now who cries?
Stained with blood
(now who...)
There's a half of my ideas
That never finds a reason why
Denies the joy mixes the colors
And tires me out it locks me here
Loving a child, hugging him
Making a dream come true
Like in a fairy tale
Now who cries?
Blood's matters
Now who cries?
Stained with blood
Now who cries?
Stained with blood
(But there's blood on your hands)
You've been away for so long
That you're nothing after a coffee
- Français:
Tu es partie depuis si longtemps
Que revenir fait un peu plus mal
Tu regardes devant en ignorant les pas
Mais il y a du sang sur tes mains
Qui pleure maintenant ?
Des affaires de sang
Qui pleure maintenant ?
Taché de sang
(qui... maintenant)
Il y a une moitié de mes idées
Qui ne trouve jamais de raison
Elle nie la joie, mélange les couleurs
Et ça m'épuise, ça me bloque ici
Aimer un enfant, le serrer dans ses bras
Réaliser un rêve
Comme dans un conte de fées
Qui pleure maintenant ?
Des affaires de sang
Qui pleure maintenant ?
Taché de sang
Qui pleure maintenant ?
Taché de sang
(Mais il y a du sang sur tes mains)
Tu es partie depuis si longtemps
Que tu n’es plus rien après un café
Starting with an ambient atmosphere, the track slowly builds into a Starting with an ambient atmosphere, the track slowly builds into a driving backdrop for a drive through a metropole, like new york for example.
Piano opening, then the soft beat starts at 00:22. A nice rolling Piano opening, then the soft beat starts at 00:22. A nice rolling positive sound with a tasty mixture of jazz and drum and bass.