https://ccmixter.org/ Collaborative Community en-US Tue, 09 Jun 2026 16:38:28 PDT Tue, 09 Jun 2026 16:38:28 PDT https://ccmixter.org/mixter-files/images/cc-mixter-logo-new.png https://ccmixter.org/ 36 131 https://ccmixter.org/files/MalreDeszik/70928 Sat, 06 Jun 2026 09:21:37 PDT MalreDeszik Bum-bum-bum-dum-bum-bum-dum-dum coming here in loud, coming here in fast Bum-dum-bum-dum-dum-bum-bum-bum Feet on the floor, make it last Ha-ha-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh Eyes on you, we lock it tight Oh-oh-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh One more round, keep it alive Lean in close, Count , Count it out, Chest to chest Bum-bum, Breathe Bum-bum, Breathe Let it , Bum-bum-bum Bum-bum-bum-dum-bum-bum-dum-dum We go again, we go again Bum-dum-bum-dum-dum-bum-bum-bum Right to the edge, back again Ha-ha-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh listen the rain, When rainy is day Oh-oh-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh We start it up, we start it here Heel-to-toe, hit and tic this beat Finger snap, and don't miss again Bum-bum-bum-dum-bum-bum-dum-dum Against and cuts through the dark like this Ha-ha-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh making the whole room lean and sway Oh-oh-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh We don't need swords to save the day Lean in close, and forget your sword here just a cool word , Count, Count it out, Breathe Chest to chest Bum-bum, Breathe Bum-bum Let it Bum-bum-bum Bum-bum-bum-dum-bum-bum-dum-dum We go again, we go again Bum-dum-bum-dum-dum-bum-bum-bum Right to the edge, back again Ha-ha-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh listen the rain, When rainy is day Oh-oh-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh We start it up, we start it here Half-step hush, Breathe Then a burst Palm to palm, Breathe Feel it first Ha-ha-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh Breathe it in, then let it go Oh-oh-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh Everybody knows the flow Bum-bum-bum-dum-bum-bum-dum-dum We go again, we go again Bum-dum-bum-dum-dum-bum-bum-bum Right to the edge, back again Ha-ha-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh Say my name, then pull me near Oh-oh-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh We start it up, we start it here Breathe , Breathe coming here in loud, coming here in fast
Bum-dum-bum-dum-dum-bum-bum-bum
Feet on the floor, make it last
Ha-ha-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh
Eyes on you, we lock it tight
Oh-oh-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh
One more round, keep it alive

Lean in close, Count , Count
it out, Chest to chest
Bum-bum, Breathe
Bum-bum, Breathe
Let it ,
Bum-bum-bum

Bum-bum-bum-dum-bum-bum-dum-dum
We go again, we go again
Bum-dum-bum-dum-dum-bum-bum-bum
Right to the edge, back again
Ha-ha-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh
listen the rain, When rainy is day
Oh-oh-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh
We start it up, we start it here

Heel-to-toe, hit and tic this beat
Finger snap, and don’t miss again
Bum-bum-bum-dum-bum-bum-dum-dum
Against and cuts through the dark like this
Ha-ha-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh
making the whole room lean and sway
Oh-oh-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh
We don’t need swords to save the day

Lean in close, and forget your sword
here just a cool word , Count, Count
it out, Breathe
Chest to chest
Bum-bum, Breathe
Bum-bum
Let it
Bum-bum-bum

Bum-bum-bum-dum-bum-bum-dum-dum
We go again, we go again
Bum-dum-bum-dum-dum-bum-bum-bum
Right to the edge, back again
Ha-ha-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh
listen the rain, When rainy is day
Oh-oh-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh
We start it up, we start it here

Half-step hush, Breathe
Then a burst
Palm to palm, Breathe
Feel it first
Ha-ha-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh
Breathe it in, then let it go
Oh-oh-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh
Everybody knows the flow


Bum-bum-bum-dum-bum-bum-dum-dum
We go again, we go again
Bum-dum-bum-dum-dum-bum-bum-bum
Right to the edge, back again
Ha-ha-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh
Say my name, then pull me near
Oh-oh-ha-oh-oh-ha-oh
We start it up, we start it here
Breathe , Breathe]]> acappellamediabpm_115_120samplepreviewattributionaudiomp344kstereoVBRflacai_generated_singing_spokinstrumentaljazz https://ccmixter.org/files/MalreDeszik/70928 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ https://ccmixter.org/files/MalreDeszik/70903 Fri, 29 May 2026 08:59:47 PDT MalreDeszik Under their own hard pride Gold in their hands, dust in their eyes No one to steer them right But the wise man learns to kneel The humble man can hear One good word can save a life One good turn can clear Fools die for want of wisdom The lion of the righteous, The man wealth is in his city Teach many, teach many, The lion of the righteous So give me truth that stings Give me light that stays, Teach many Better one hard lesson now, teach many Than a grave of wasted days The lion of the righteous Teach many, teach many The lion of the righteous Teach many, teach many A heart that turns from knowledge Has nothing left to give Fools die for want of wisdom Teach many, teach many The righteous' wealth is in his Holy Pla-ace Teach many, teach many Gold in their hands, dust in their eyes
No one to steer them right
But the wise man learns to kneel

The humble man can hear
One good word can save a life
One good turn can clear
Fools die for want of wisdom

The lion of the righteous, The man wealth is in his city
Teach many, teach many, The lion of the righteous

So give me truth that stings
Give me light that stays, Teach many
Better one hard lesson now, teach many
Than a grave of wasted days

The lion of the righteous
Teach many, teach many
The lion of the righteous
Teach many, teach many

A heart that turns from knowledge
Has nothing left to give
Fools die for want of wisdom

Teach many, teach many
The righteous’ wealth is in his Holy Pla-ace
Teach many, teach many]]> acappellamediabpm_110_115samplepreviewattributionaudiomp348kstereoCBRflacVBR44kai_generatedmale_vocalsspoken_word https://ccmixter.org/files/MalreDeszik/70903 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ https://ccmixter.org/files/MalreDeszik/70846 Sat, 09 May 2026 04:32:23 PDT MalreDeszik On cherche la lumire dans l'paisseur de la brume Toujours les mmes rves les mmes envies sur le bitume Le cur dans le silence les poings pleins de dpart L'envie de s'vader sans regard, sans remords Fleur de notre pass tu pousses encore ici Sous la pluie , echos des mares sous les plis de nos vies Les nuits laissent des traces, On tient bon sur les paules uses, on tient encore Jusqu'au bord, Mais dans le vent qui passe on recommence rver, juste un dcor Loin des regards, Loin des regards loin de l'immonde drive, on suit la ligne vive La rive est belle, La rive est belle chappe, chappe belle Et dans nos mains, une braise tranquille Qui dit demain, qui sera le guide Des visages, des dparts un clat dans la boue Et nos pas dans le noir tracent un chemin plus doux Loin des regards loin de l'immonde drive La rive est belle chappe Many things about IA but witout , i don't think that a real phenomena can be resolved. thanks IA dans l’épaisseur de la brume
Toujours les mêmes rêves
les mêmes envies sur le bitume

Le cœur dans le silence
les poings pleins de départ
L’envie de s’évader
sans regard, sans remords

Fleur de notre passé
tu pousses encore ici
Sous la pluie , echos des marées
sous les plis de nos vies

Les nuits laissent des traces, On tient bon
sur les épaules usées, on tient encore
Jusqu’au bord, Mais dans le vent qui passe
on recommence à rêver, juste un décor

Loin des regards, Loin des regards
loin de l’immonde dérive, on suit la ligne vive
La rive est belle, La rive est belle
échappée, échappée belle

Et dans nos mains, une braise tranquille
Qui dit demain, qui sera le guide

Des visages, des départs
un éclat dans la boue
Et nos pas dans le noir
tracent un chemin plus doux

Loin des regards
loin de l’immonde dérive
La rive est belle
échappée

Many things about IA but witout , i don’t think that a real phenomena can be resolved. thanks IA]]> acappellamediasamplepreviewattributionaudiomp348kstereoCBRflacVBRai_singing_generated https://ccmixter.org/files/MalreDeszik/70846 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ https://ccmixter.org/files/MalreDeszik/70809 Wed, 29 Apr 2026 11:43:10 PDT MalreDeszik Sun in the window A real mean glare Coffees boilin over Dont even care Woke up this mornin Between midnight and day Grabbed that pillow Where my good gal used to lay Oh my train dont run I got a doggone mule to ride My train dont run Gonna make it to the other side Oh my train dont run I got a doggone mule to ride My train dont run Gonna make it to the other side Empty pockets heavy heart Same old story right from the start But a new day comin' Gonna play my part Oh my train dont run I got a doggone mule to ride My train dont run Gonna make it to the other side A real mean glare
Coffee’s boilin’ over
Don’t even care

Woke up this mornin’
Between midnight and day
Grabbed that pillow
Where my good gal used to lay

Oh my train don’t run
I got a doggone mule to ride
My train don’t run
Gonna make it to the other side

Oh my train don’t run
I got a doggone mule to ride
My train don’t run
Gonna make it to the other side

Empty pockets heavy heart
Same old story right from the start
But a new day comin’
Gonna play my part

Oh my train don’t run
I got a doggone mule to ride
My train don’t run
Gonna make it to the other side]]> acappellamediasamplealternateattributionaudiomp348kstereoVBRflacai_generatedmale_vocals https://ccmixter.org/files/MalreDeszik/70809 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ https://ccmixter.org/files/milkdaddy/70751 Sun, 05 Apr 2026 10:10:55 PDT milkdaddy I Got Another One Done! Remix It If You Want! Enjoy My Pella. acappellamediabpm_090_095non_commercialaudiomp344kstereoVBR https://ccmixter.org/files/milkdaddy/70751 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc/4.0/ https://ccmixter.org/files/milkdaddy/70740 Fri, 03 Apr 2026 19:40:12 PDT milkdaddy That's From My Album "Faces Of Emotions"! Hope You Enjoy. acappellamediabpm_095_100non_commercialaudiomp344kstereoVBR https://ccmixter.org/files/milkdaddy/70740 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc/4.0/ https://ccmixter.org/files/ejc/70704 Mon, 23 Mar 2026 03:45:44 PDT ejc samplemediaacappellanon_commercialaudiomp344kmonoVBRflacspoken_word https://ccmixter.org/files/ejc/70704 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc/4.0/ https://ccmixter.org/files/Coruscate/70703 Mon, 23 Mar 2026 00:22:08 PDT coruscate Lyrics notes: "True Promise" the Iranian name for this. "Horny for war gore from religious tomes Fulfilling prophecies to call their God home" Netanyahu is going religious psycho babble during all of this. Black smoke Muslims believe daemons are made of black smoke you can't touch. Are we the great Satan? Well what do you think Hans? Reference to a Mel Brooks movie where the Nazis suddenly realize they're the bad guys half into a war... death's head specter A Nazi symbol. Fattah & Fattah-2 Iranian hypersonic missiles that we can't block. Iron Dome Israel's interceptor program that they thought was impervious like the Titanic was unsinkable. While our allies say "New phone. Who dis?" How young people text back to get stalkers and other unwanted people from contacting them. Pretend you're a new person with an old phone number. War, what's it god for, what's it good for, what's it good for War, what's it god for, what's it good for, what's it good for Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely nothing! Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely nothing! Man, whatcha' doing in the danger zone God damn Uncle Sam leave Iran alone All this unrest cuz Israel is a mess Turn the Mideast into a shooting fest True Promise 4 Delivers the Payload While Netanyahu hides like a horny toad Horny for war gore from religious tomes Fulfilling prophecies to call their God home Geneva convention burn like a map of Palestine American invention. The Bride of Frankenstein For all of our bragging they burned our ships Turned off American power like a solar eclipse Blackout pray on our knees to the god of war Locust for fattah missiles over the shore American hegemony reduced to ashes Along with lush Saudi Sultan palaces Oil fields are burning like the black smoke of the Jinn If you speak the tongue it rhymes with American ------ Man, whatcha' doing in the danger zone God damn Uncle Sam leave Iran alone ------ Are we the great Satan? Well what do you think Hans? We hit a School double tapped with our bombs We are not the heroes, not the main character Vandals, Invaders death's head specter There are no spectators, asymmetric warfare Hosting American bases get Fattah-2 there Tel-Aviv is buried underneath it's own hubris While our allies say "New phone. Who dis?" Stripped bare like a nudist in a field ot]f thistle Iron Dome's a joke to Iranian missiles It's ironic Battleships are named after presidents Who set up this garbage with their racist precedents We have three choices, all three are a loss The third one's a nuke it's the highest cost China and Russia are both allies of Iran We won't be solo if we drop the bomb ---- Man, whatcha' doing in the danger zone God damn Uncle Sam leave Iran alone Ha! Coruscate, aiming for peace! Bring all these boys home! Bring 'em home! Bring every soldier and sailor home! No war with Iran! CCMixter exclusive Peace “True Promise” the Iranian name for this.

Quote: “Horny for war gore from religious tomes
Fulfilling prophecies to call their God home”

Netanyahu is going religious psycho babble during all of this.

Quote: Black smoke

Muslims believe daemons are made of black smoke you can’t touch.

Quote: Are we the great Satan? Well what do you think Hans?

Reference to a Mel Brooks movie where the Nazis suddenly realize they’re the bad guys half into a war…

Quote: death’s head specter

A Nazi symbol.

Quote: Fattah & Fattah-2

Iranian hypersonic missiles that we can’t block.

Quote: Iron Dome

Israel’s interceptor program that they thought was impervious like the Titanic was unsinkable.

Quote: While our allies say “New phone. Who dis?”

How young people text back to get stalkers and other unwanted people from contacting them. Pretend you’re a new person with an old phone number.

Quote: War, what’s it god for, what’s it good for, what’s it good for
War, what’s it god for, what’s it good for, what’s it good for
Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely nothing!
Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely nothing!

Man, whatcha’ doing in the danger zone
God damn Uncle Sam leave Iran alone

All this unrest cuz Israel is a mess
Turn the Mideast into a shooting fest
True Promise 4 Delivers the Payload
While Netanyahu hides like a horny toad

Horny for war gore from religious tomes
Fulfilling prophecies to call their God home
Geneva convention burn like a map of Palestine
American invention. The Bride of Frankenstein

For all of our bragging they burned our ships
Turned off American power like a solar eclipse
Blackout pray on our knees to the god of war
Locust for fattah missiles over the shore

American hegemony reduced to ashes
Along with lush Saudi Sultan palaces
Oil fields are burning like the black smoke of the Jinn
If you speak the tongue it rhymes with American
———
Man, whatcha’ doing in the danger zone
God damn Uncle Sam leave Iran alone
———
Are we the great Satan? Well what do you think Hans?
We hit a School double tapped with our bombs
We are not the heroes, not the main character
Vandals, Invaders death’s head specter

There are no spectators, asymmetric warfare
Hosting American bases get Fattah-2 there
Tel-Aviv is buried underneath it’s own hubris
While our allies say “New phone. Who dis?”

Stripped bare like a nudist in a field ot]f thistle
Iron Dome’s a joke to Iranian missiles
It’s ironic Battleships are named after presidents
Who set up this garbage with their racist precedents

We have three choices, all three are a loss
The third one’s a nuke it’s the highest cost
China and Russia are both allies of Iran
We won’t be solo if we drop the bomb
——
Man, whatcha’ doing in the danger zone
God damn Uncle Sam leave Iran alone

Ha!
Coruscate, aiming for peace!
Bring all these boys home!
Bring ‘em home!
Bring every soldier and sailor home!
No war with Iran!
CCMixter exclusive
Peace]]> acappellamediabpm_085_090ccplusattributionaudiomp344kstereoCBRmale_vocalship_hopfunkytrip_hop https://ccmixter.org/files/Coruscate/70703 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ https://ccmixter.org/files/MalreDeszik/70675 Tue, 10 Mar 2026 06:51:55 PDT MalreDeszik samplemediaacappellaattributionaudiomp348kstereoVBRflacai_generateddrumsguitarfemale_vocalsfunkymale_vocalselectroacoustic https://ccmixter.org/files/MalreDeszik/70675 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ https://ccmixter.org/files/MalreDeszik/70671 Sat, 07 Mar 2026 02:55:26 PDT MalreDeszik A cool sound. His belly burning, his belt pulled down His belly burning, He prowls along the relaxed window His belly burning, A distant gaze, mist beneath his eyes He wants, he wants these fearful wishes For them, an excuse rooted in his mind Vital hope, a second life, a natal rebirth. Life in fragments, a lost gaze He advances, under the harsh blows, lost. Distant space, smoke in his gills Bronchus and madness He prowls along the relaxed window His belly burning, Adjusted and mediocrity, his ideology Madness, gluttony, passion His derision, a hedgehog at the meal, Step by step, congested Hope, exaggeration, simple Enumeration, the accounts A tale without crystals, Bronchus and madness He prowls along the relaxed window His belly burning, His belly burning,
His belly burning, his belt pulled down
His belly burning,
He prowls along the relaxed window
His belly burning,

A distant gaze, mist beneath his eyes
He wants, he wants these fearful wishes
For them, an excuse rooted in his mind
Vital hope, a second life, a natal rebirth.

Life in fragments, a lost gaze
He advances, under the harsh blows, lost.

Distant space, smoke in his gills
Bronchus and madness
He prowls along the relaxed window
His belly burning,

Adjusted and mediocrity, his ideology
Madness, gluttony, passion
His derision, a hedgehog at the meal,
Step by step, congested
Hope, exaggeration, simple
Enumeration, the accounts
A tale without crystals,

Bronchus and madness
He prowls along the relaxed window

His belly burning,
His belly burning,]]> acappellamediabpm_090_095samplepreviewnon_commercialaudiomp348kstereoCBRflacVBRfemale_vocalsvoice_ai_generatedmale_vocalsspoken_word https://ccmixter.org/files/MalreDeszik/70671 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc/4.0/ https://ccmixter.org/files/Mr_Yesterday/70658 Sun, 01 Mar 2026 00:08:49 PDT Mr_Yesterday A long time ago, I promised a version in a new key. It's been long enough to post it separately. Blues scale, now in A, still straight 90BPM until the ritard at the very end. I seem to have diddled the lyrics a bit, so here they are for this performance: Sixty Years (and Change) & (CC)BY 2025, 2026 D A Ayer If I had just one nickel for every time Id failed or had a drop too much to drink or smoked and then inhaled Id have enough to buy us each a ticket to the moon Though last I checked that flights delayed and wont be leaving soon (enough for me) Sixty years and change. My futures now my past and aint that strange? [Ive] got a genie in my pocket now, tries to tell me what to do; Hes got a hundred thousand maps in there but none of them will get me back to you. If I only get three wishes, itd pay to be precise. The advertising says theyre free, but we all know theres a price: each wish must right the wrongs done by the one made just before; so, Ill bite my tongue and think, Just one, not count on any more (well wait and see). Sixty years and change. My futures in my past: now aint that strange? Ive got a genie in my pocket now, [he] loves to tell me all the news; Hes got a million headlines every day but Im not sure a single one is true If life is like an arrow Ive already left the bow and my aim and inclination were determined long ago still, Id like to think Ive got a shot at landing with a smile if I let your journey intersect the one Im on (if only for a while) Sixty years and change. My futures now my past and aint that strange? While the genie in my pocket tries to package up my dreams so he can sell them all right back to me but Im too old to be bothered by his schemes. [Reprise Verse 1] I promised a version in a new key. It’s been long enough to post it separately.

Blues scale, now in A, still straight 90BPM until the ritard at the very end. I seem to have diddled the lyrics a bit, so here they are for this performance:

Sixty Years (and Change)
© & (CC)BY 2025, 2026 D A Ayer

If I had just one nickel for every time I’d failed
or had a drop too much to drink or smoked and then inhaled
I’d have enough to buy us each a ticket to the moon…
Though last I checked that flight’s delayed and won’t be leaving soon (enough for me)…

Sixty years and change. My future’s now my past and ain’t that strange?
[I’ve] got a genie in my pocket now, tries to tell me what to do;
He’s got a hundred thousand maps in there but none of them will get me back to you.

If I only get three wishes, it’d pay to be precise.
The advertising says they’re free, but we all know there’s a price:
each wish must right the wrongs done by the one made just before;
so, I’ll bite my tongue and think, “Just one,” not count on any more (we’ll wait and see…).

Sixty years and change. My future’s in my past: now ain’t that strange?
I’ve got a genie in my pocket now, [he] loves to tell me all the news;
He’s got a million headlines every day but I’m not sure a single one is true…

If life is like an arrow I’ve already left the bow
and my aim and inclination were determined long ago…
still, I’d like to think I’ve got a shot at landing with a smile
if I let your journey intersect the one I’m on (if only for a while)…

Sixty years and change. My future’s now my past and ain’t that strange?
While the genie in my pocket tries to package up my dreams
so he can sell them all right back to me…
but I’m too old to be bothered by his schemes.

[Reprise Verse 1]]]> acappellamediaccplusbpm_090_095attributionaudiomp348kstereoCBRflac96kmonoVBRalternate_keymale_vocalsacousticmultiple_formats https://ccmixter.org/files/Mr_Yesterday/70658 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ https://ccmixter.org/files/Mr_Yesterday/70641 Sun, 22 Feb 2026 17:58:42 PDT Mr_Yesterday Here are the lyrics and vocals I used in Opening/Surrender ft. airtone with no instrumentals and hence a more up-to-date CC license. With respect for the license terms for that piece, these samples are not time aligned with the remix. ---------- Surrender (vocals & lyrics) and (CC)BY 2026 D A Ayer When the low sun shines underneath the clouds near the end of a grey and rainy day and its warm light washes the Pacific hills I feel my sadness lift away. When the west wind blows from far across the sea above the steadily rising tide I can settle in to the next gentle wave and surrender my self to the ride The storm will come soon enough, my friend, so enjoy this peace while it lasts. We can never know how tomorrow will end but yesterdays forever in the past. Thats one place you can never go again: any time you were there before. History marches on in one direction, while behind us there is nothing any more. So, when the west wind blows from far across the sea and hints of music from exotic choirs above I settle in to the next gentle wave and imagine that the universe is love Opening/Surrender ft. airtone with no instrumentals and hence a more up-to-date CC license. With respect for the license terms for that piece, these samples are not time aligned with the remix.
—————

Surrender (vocals & lyrics)
© and (CC)BY 2026 D A Ayer

When the low sun shines underneath the clouds
near the end of a grey and rainy day
and its warm light washes the Pacific hills
I feel my sadness lift away.

When the west wind blows from far across the sea
above the steadily rising tide
I can settle in to the next gentle wave
and surrender my self to the ride…

The storm will come soon enough, my friend,
so enjoy this peace while it lasts.
We can never know how tomorrow will end
but yesterday’s forever in the past.

That’s one place you can never go again:
any time you were there before.
History marches on in one direction,
while behind us there is nothing any more.

So, when the west wind blows from far across the sea
and hints of music from exotic choirs above
I settle in to the next gentle wave
and imagine that the universe is love…]]> acappellamediabpm_080_085ccpluspreviewalternateattributionaudiomp348kstereoCBRflac96kVBRmonoarchivezipmale_vocalschilldowntempomultiple_formatslyrics https://ccmixter.org/files/Mr_Yesterday/70641 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ https://ccmixter.org/files/mindmapthat/70636 Sun, 22 Feb 2026 07:09:52 PDT Kara Square Here are the vocals for my Secret Mixter mix of texasradiofish. Youll find the vox with and without effects. LYRICS If you went to the island and you had eyes And ignored what you saw to be a powerful guy Now youre realizing that the jig is up And the questions youve been asked are pretty tough Cuz you participated or you observed And wanted power so badly You didnt say a word There are no limits When youve got no empathy Just a cult of Of sociopathic personality This capitalistic patriarchy Will sacrifice all but the oligarchy The billionaires, politicians, tech bros Think well all just let this go HA! But one important things becoming true This unites the people through and through Were finally seeing the plebs power And how our petty differences dont matter The system is designed fail the masses While propping up the Epstein class So the question is who do you believe? The survivors or the gaslighting elite? Your own eyes or pedophiles lies? Who do you believe? From QAnon, MAGA to the liberal wing Weve got way more in common than those elites Listed and redacted from the Trumpstein files The proof is there right there, so many pedophiles Billionaires extorting to protect their power And when they get bored, theyll abuse a child (What the fuck?!!) The system is designed fail the masses While propping up the Epstein class So the question is who do you believe? The survivors or the gaslighting elite? Your own eyes or pedophiles lies? Who do you believe? Secret Mixter mix of texasradiofish.

You’ll find the vox with and without effects.


LYRICS

If you went to the island and you had eyes
And ignored what you saw to be a powerful guy
Now you’re realizing that the jig is up
And the questions you’ve been asked are pretty tough
Cuz you participated or you observed
And wanted power so badly
You didn’t say a word

There are no limits
When you’ve got no empathy
Just a cult of
Of sociopathic personality

This capitalistic patriarchy
Will sacrifice all but the oligarchy
The billionaires, politicians, tech bros
Think we’ll all just let this go — HA!

But one important thing’s becoming true
This unites the people through and through
We’re finally seeing the plebs power
And how our petty differences don’t matter

The system is designed fail the masses
While propping up the Epstein class
So the question is who do you believe?
The survivors or the gaslighting elite?
Your own eyes or pedophile’s lies?
Who do you believe?

From QAnon, MAGA to the liberal wing
We’ve got way more in common than those elites
Listed and redacted from the Trumpstein files
The proof is there right there, so many pedophiles
Billionaires extorting to protect their power
And when they get bored, they’ll abuse a child (What the fuck?!!)

The system is designed fail the masses
While propping up the Epstein class
So the question is who do you believe?
The survivors or the gaslighting elite?
Your own eyes or pedophile’s lies?
Who do you believe?]]> acappellamediaccplusbpm_125_130previewattributionaudiomp344kmonoCBRflac48kVBRfemale_vocalstrutholigarchyepsteinepstein_filesspoken_word https://ccmixter.org/files/mindmapthat/70636 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ https://ccmixter.org/files/MalreDeszik/70611 Sat, 21 Feb 2026 02:44:20 PDT MalreDeszik Baby baby, brune ou blonde blonde fume aromatis bab (yeah) (ohhh) (eahhhh) (...) (...) Aprs, avant, ternellement, lment de sueur et de peur en arrire , en avant, bras balland ballade , bah bah (bi) (bi) (lo lo li) Attends, attends, orgasme, orgasmie, amie palace, priv, trop classe orgasme, orgasmie, amie deux places, trop de place bien que, ide de (de) (de) pour toi, le temps, les mots et pas content, autant que le temps, movant, passionnat ballade , bah bah (bi) (bi) (lo lo li) Attends, attends, bien queide , de d jeux, tumultueux, heureux, bien d'heureux orgasme, orgasmie, amie palace, priv, trop classe orgasme, orgasmie, amie deux places, trop de place (yeah) (ohhh) (eahhhh) (...) tant de doux pas de chevaux patants coeur, horreur, stupeur ffarant , touffant et bouffant bouffie (hi) (hi) coeur, horreur, stupeur couleur , coeur, humeur de peur yeux bleus, affreux brillant fluorescents, horreur Dsir troublant, mouvant nuit, et jour toujours Oui, (oui) (oh) oui , amour allez et voir, sentir le nirvana et joie, moi, aura orgasme, orgasmie, amie palace, priv, trop classe orgasme, orgasmie, amie deux places, trop de place (yeah) (ohhh) (eahhhh) (...) sueur au corps et envie de vie vivre vivre aimer coll-serr jambes serrs , paules dnou sans jouer , beau rle aimer curs s'arrter, mains accols Une mise au point, anims envie Botticelli, nouilles, colle et encore du henry n'coll courbes dessiner sous pression trop serr , bien bomb bb orgasme, orgasmie, amie palace, priv, trop classe orgasme, orgasmie, amie deux places, trop de place (yeah) (ohhh) (eahhhh) (...) Sauvage moins sage formidables fourmillements long et court habitude bien rude amour toujours et rude envie, vie envie de vivre , folie, passionnment attendre , comprendre, change , change Intensment, baby,
brune
ou blonde

blonde fumée
aromatisé
babé

(yeah) (ohhh)
(eahhhh)
(…)
(…)

Après, avant,
éternellement, élément de sueur et de peur
en arrière , en avant, bras balland
ballade , bah bah (bi) (bi) (lo lo li)
Attends,
attends, 

orgasme, orgasmie, amie
palace, privé, trop classe
orgasme, orgasmie, amie
deux places, trop de place

bien que , idée de (de) (de)
pour toi, le temps, les mots
et pas content, autant que
le temps, émovant, passionnat
ballade , bah bah (bi) (bi) (lo lo li)

Attends,
attends, 
bien que idée , de dé jeux, tumultueux,
heureux, bien d’heureux

orgasme, orgasmie, amie
palace, privé, trop classe
orgasme, orgasmie, amie
deux places, trop de place
(yeah) (ohhh)
(eahhhh)
(…)

tant de doux pas de chevaux épatants
coeur, horreur, stupeur
éffarant , étouffant et bouffant
bouffie (hi) (hi)
coeur, horreur, stupeur

couleur , coeur, humeur de peur
yeux bleus, affreux brillant
fluorescents, horreur
Désir troublant, émouvant

nuit, et jour toujours
Oui, (oui) (oh) oui , amour
allez et voir, sentir le nirvana
et joie, émoi, aura

orgasme, orgasmie, amie
palace, privé, trop classe
orgasme, orgasmie, amie
deux places, trop de place
(yeah) (ohhh)
(eahhhh)
(…)

sueur au corps et envie de vie
vivre vivre aimer collé-serré

jambes serrés , épaules dénoué
sans jouer , beau rôle aimer
cœurs s’arrêter, mains accolés
Une mise au point, animés

envie Botticelli, nouilles, colle
et encore du henry n’coll
courbes dessiner sous pression
trop serré , bien bombé bébé

orgasme, orgasmie, amie
palace, privé, trop classe
orgasme, orgasmie, amie
deux places, trop de place
(yeah) (ohhh)
(eahhhh)
(…)

Sauvage
moins sage
formidables fourmillements
long et court habitude bien rude
amour toujours et rude
envie, vie

envie de vivre , folie, passionnément
attendre ,
comprendre,
échange , change Intensément,]]> acappellamediabpm_105_110samplepreviewnon_commercialaudioflac48kstereoVBRmp3male_vocals_ai_generated https://ccmixter.org/files/MalreDeszik/70611 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc/4.0/ https://ccmixter.org/files/bblohowiak/70579 Wed, 11 Feb 2026 08:03:18 PDT Ben Blohowiak Inspired by and contains sounds from "Bootlickers (featuring Rhoode Mama X)." mediaremixbpm_120_125editorial_pickacappellasamplenon_commercialaudiomp344kstereoCBRflacVBRelectronicalternativemale_vocalsfemale_vocalsdrumsbasssynthesizerspoken_wordelectrofunky https://ccmixter.org/files/bblohowiak/70579 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc/4.0/