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.
Hip Hop track. Sporting, upbeat, bouncy, trap & epic with arrogance. Hip Hop track. Sporting, upbeat, bouncy, trap & epic with arrogance. Drumbeat, choir, brass & strings. For sport, lifestyle & entertainment.
Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish & English. Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish & English. Dedicated to female friends. Female rap singer, electric harpsichord, synth, fx bullet, fx vinyl noise & electronic percussion. Interlude @ 2'17.歌词
ES:
tengo el quinto elemento
represión automática
las niñas de mis ojos
rugen humo mientras bailan
hombros anchos y altas
fuertes como jabatas
mascarillas azules
y unas velas aromáticas
a pesar del chandal somos todas muy románticas
y cada rumba sale directa del anima
donde no hay dinero hay carisma y sociedad
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
tenemos el pelo como las lobas árticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
las malas tenemos conexión telepática
guárdate para ti toda tu insulsa plática
la noche se presenta juguetona y acida
y he contao' las veces que me has mirao' pasar
no me hagas tener que sumártelas
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
miran de reojo por la rabia
quieren bailar salsa con nosotras para oler la jacaranda
mírale a la cara mientras baja
brujas con sus capsulas letales como efímeras erráticas
es el truco que nunca le falla
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
en la pista es como una bala
rapida precisa y luego mata
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
no somos gatas de teoría
EN:
I have the fifth element
automatic repression
the girls of my eyes
roar smoke as they dance
broad-shouldered and tall
strong as jabatas
blue masks
and scented candles
in spite of the tracksuit we are all very romantic
and every party comes straight from the soul
where there is no money there is charisma and society
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are practical
we have hair like the arctic she-wolves
we are practical
we are practical
we bad girls have telepathic connection
keep all your dull chatter to yourself
the night comes playful and acidic
and I've counted all the times you've watched me pass by
don't make me have to add them up to you
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
they look sideways out of rage
they want to dance salsa with us just to smell the jacaranda
look at their face as it goes down
witches with their lethal capsules as ephemeral erratics
it's the trick that never fails them
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
on the dance floor she' s like a bullet
fast accurate and then kills
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are not theory cats
Explicit. Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish. Explicit. Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish. Dedicated to female friends. Female rap singer, electric harpsichord, synth, fx bullet, fx vinyl noise & electronic percussion. Interlude @ 2'17.歌词
ES:
tengo el quinto elemento
represión automática
las niñas de mis ojos
rugen humo mientras bailan
hombros anchos y altas
fuertes como jabatas
mascarillas azules
y unas velas aromáticas
a pesar del chandal somos todas muy románticas
y cada rumba sale directa del anima
donde no hay dinero hay carisma y sociedad
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
tenemos el pelo como las lobas árticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
las malas tenemos conexión telepática
guárdate para ti toda tu insulsa plática
la noche se presenta juguetona y acida
y he contao' las veces que me has mirao' pasar
no me hagas tener que sumártelas
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
miran de reojo por la rabia
quieren bailar salsa con nosotras para oler la jacaranda
mírale a la cara mientras baja
brujas y pastillas en la rave como efímeras erráticas
es el truco que nunca le falla
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
en la pista es como una bala
rapida precisa y luego mata
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
no somos gatas de teoría
EN:
I have the fifth element
automatic repression
the girls of my eyes
roar smoke as they dance
broad-shouldered and tall
strong as jabatas
blue masks
and scented candles
in spite of the tracksuit we are all very romantic
and every party comes straight from the soul
where there is no money there is charisma and society
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are practical
we have hair like the arctic she-wolves
we are practical
we are practical
we bad girls have telepathic connection
keep all your dull chatter to yourself
the night comes playful and acidic
and I've counted all the times you've watched me pass by
don't make me have to add them up to you
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
they look sideways out of rage
they want to dance salsa with us just to smell the jacaranda
look at their face as it goes down
witches and pills at the rave as ephemeral erratics
it's the trick that never fails them
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
on the dance floor she' s like a bullet
fast accurate and then kills
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are not theory cats
Sentimental, lively & smooth pop sung in Spanish & English. Sentimental, lively & smooth pop sung in Spanish & English. Better-off alone than with bad company. Female singer, electric piano, synth & electronic percussion.歌词
ES:
brilla el litio en la calle
no hay nadie vuelvo a casa
el semáforo brillante
y las luces apagadas
en la habitación a oscuras
la cara recién lavada
me he quitado el pintalabios
y espero sentada a tu llamada
pero nunca llega
tal vez sea todo culpa de esa chica nueva
a la que ves
con ese rollo francés
nadie se lo cree
he esperado mucho para volverte a ver
y cuando te he visto me has dejado de querer
que pena mas grande la que me haces padecer
padecer
padecer
padecer
la que tu me haces padecer
No sé que hacer desde ayer y ahora
mi alma es de la textura de un bote de gel
No sé que hacer desde ayer y ahora
mi alma es de la textura de un bote de gel
Te apareces en mis sueños
dices que te debo algo
pero no lo creo
siempre me haces partícipe de todos tus juegos
yo solo quiero mirar al sol en el recreo
volver a ser una niña para sufrir menos
para no perder el tiempo con tanto lamento
escuchar la última canción
de mañaneo
he encendido una vela para que no te aparezcas
aunque dejo la luz encendida y la puerta abierta
no es que no te quiera
es que ahora me quiero yo
como dice bunny ahora soy peor
he encendido una vela para que no te aparezcas
aunque dejo la luz encendida y la puerta abierta
no es que no te quiera
es que ahora me quiero yo
como dice bunny ahora soy peor
rolling with my ladies on the floor
singing baby baby drop that broad
is the same old song
y tal vez
vuelva a ver
esa luz que reflejé
ya no me incitas
no me necesitas
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor y mejor y mejor, y mejor, y mejor…
y mejor
EN:
lithium shines in the street
there's no one I'm going home
the traffic light shining
and the lights off
in the darkened room
my face freshly washed
I've taken off my lipstick
and I sit and wait for your call
but it never comes
maybe it's all the fault of that new girl
the one you see
with that French vibe
no one believes it
I've waited a long time to see you again
and when I've seen you you've stopped loving me
what a great sorrow that you make me suffer
suffer
suffer
suffer
that you make me suffer
I don't know what to do since yesterday and now
my soul is the texture of a jar of gel
I don't know what to do since yesterday and now
my soul is the texture of a jar of gel
You appear in my dreams
You say I owe you something
but I don't believe it
you always make me a part of all your games
I just want to look at the sun at playtime
to be a little girl again and suffer less
not to waste time with so much regret
to listen to the last song
at sunrise
I've lit a candle so you won't show up
although I leave the light on and the door open
it's not that I don't love you
it's that now I love me
as bunny says now I'm worse
I've lit a candle so you won't show up
although I leave the light on and the door open
it's not that I don't love you
it's that now I love me
as bunny says now I'm worse
rolling with my ladies on the floor
singing baby baby drop that broad
is the same old song
and maybe
I'll see again
that light that I reflected
you don't urge me on no more
you don't need me no more
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better and better and better and better and better and better and better...
Explicit. Sentimental, lively & smooth pop sung in Spanish. Explicit. Sentimental, lively & smooth pop sung in Spanish. Better-off alone than with bad company. Female singer, electronic piano, synth & electronic percussion.歌词
ES:
brilla el litio en la calle
no hay nadie vuelvo a casa
el semáforo brillante
y las luces apagadas
en la habitación a oscuras
la cara recién lavada
me he quitado el pintalabios
y espero sentada a tu llamada
pero nunca llega
tal vez sea todo culpa de esa chica nueva
a la que ves
con ese rollo francés
nadie se lo cree
he esperado mucho para volverte a ver
y cuando te he visto me has dejado de querer
que pena mas grande la que me haces padecer
padecer
padecer
padecer
la que tu me haces padecer
No sé que hacer desde ayer y ahora
mi alma es de la textura de un bote de gel
No sé que hacer desde ayer y ahora
mi alma es de la textura de un bote de gel
Te apareces en mis sueños
dices que te debo algo
pero no lo creo
siempre me haces partícipe de todos tus juegos
yo solo quiero mirar al sol en el recreo
volver a ser una niña para sufrir menos
para no perder el tiempo con tanto lamento
escuchar la última canción
de mañaneo
he encendido una vela para que no te aparezcas
aunque dejo la luz encendida y la puerta abierta
no es que no te quiera
es que ahora me quiero yo
como dice bunny ahora soy peor
he encendido una vela para que no te aparezcas
aunque dejo la luz encendida y la puerta abierta
no es que no te quiera
es que ahora me quiero yo
como dice bunny ahora soy peor
Rolling with my ladies on the floor one blunt
singing baby baby drop that hoe
is the same old song
y tal vez
vuelva a ver
esa luz que reflejé
ya no me incitas
no me necesitas
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor y mejor y mejor, y mejor, y mejor…
y mejor
EN:
lithium shines in the street
there's no one I'm going home
the traffic light shining
and the lights off
in the darkened room
my face freshly washed
I've taken off my lipstick
and I sit and wait for your call
but it never comes
maybe it's all the fault of that new girl
the one you see
with that French vibe
no one believes it
I've waited a long time to see you again
and when I've seen you you've stopped loving me
what a great sorrow that you make me suffer
suffer
suffer
suffer
that you make me suffer
I don't know what to do since yesterday and now
my soul is the texture of a jar of gel
I don't know what to do since yesterday and now
my soul is the texture of a jar of gel
You appear in my dreams
You say I owe you something
but I don't believe it
you always make me a part of all your games
I just want to look at the sun at playtime
to be a little girl again and suffer less
not to waste time with so much regret
to listen to the last song
at sunrise
I've lit a candle so you won't show up
although I leave the light on and the door open
it's not that I don't love you
it's that now I love me
as bunny says now I'm worse
I've lit a candle so you won't show up
although I leave the light on and the door open
it's not that I don't love you
it's that now I love me
as bunny says now I'm worse
Rolling with my ladies on the floor one blunt
singing baby baby drop that hoe
is the same old song
and maybe
I'll see again
that light that I reflected
you don't urge me on no more
you don't need me no more
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better and better and better and better and better and better and better...
Nocturnal, sentimental & attitude hip-hop sung in Spanish. Tired of Nocturnal, sentimental & attitude hip-hop sung in Spanish. Tired of an undecided lover. Female rap singer, voice & guitar sampling, electronic percussion. Vocal climax @ 2'42.歌词
ES:
tengo las horas contadas con esta nena
y la tortura del recuerdo ya se inclina en mi cabeza
y es que no veas
las cartas que juega
se las guarda detrás de la oreja
bailando en la plaza con la niña
van par de litronas pero ella va tan fina
con sus pantalones rotos justo en la rodilla
con su cigarrillo y sus pestañas postizas
yo es que voy sin prisa
yo es que voy sin prisa
pero reconozco que contigo nunca he sido mu tranquila
me pierdo con los nombres que han pasao' después de ti
con todos esos verdes en Pinar de Chamartín
me acuerdo de ti nena me acuerdo de ti
me acuerdo de ti nena me acuerdo de ti
llevo preocupada desde que te conocí
estoy anestesiada con tu saliva de anís
y siempre que salgo por las noches de Madrid
te acabo escribiendo algún mensaje
para ti para ti siempre hay uno para ti
para el fuego de tus labios disfrazados de carmin
tu pelo rapado y tus ojos medio green
para las noches tocando la guitarra junto a mi
para ti para ti siempre hay uno para ti
te dedico mis versitos favoritos del Joaquín
te dedico todas las fotos en las que me haces reír
te dedico hasta el romero de las rosas del jardin
que ya no puedo mas
dame un break no te portes mal
dime si me vas a llamar
dime si me vas a llamar
que ya no puedo mas
dame un break no te portes mal
dime si me vas a llamar
deja la tortura pa' Alejandro Sanz
y no te des por aludida
que no va por ti, te lo juro por mi vida
tengo la saudade aquí en la tripa metidita
será la pastilla que mordimos aquel dia
tu mirada es ácida como los pica pica
tu piel es el paper del tabaco que te lias
eres el sabor amargo de una mora fría
se te acaba el tiempo y ahora el mío desperdicias
me arde la retina de ver tanta tontería
tengo toas' las medias rotas de todas tus chinas
también me has quemado el corazón con tanta chispa
bonita, tienes que ser más decidida
aunque la tonta sea yo porque te lo permita
aunque lo máximo que hago es marcarme unas rimas
aunque cuando esté delante tuya me derrita
nena, se mas comprensiva
que ya no puedo mas
dame un break no te portes mal
dime si me vas a llamar
dime si me vas a llamar
que ya no puedo mas
dame un break no te portes mal
dime si me vas a llamar
dime si me vas a llamar
dime si me vas a llamar
dime si me vas a llamar
dime si me vas a llamar
deja la tortura pa' Alejandro Sanz
dime si me vas a llamar
dímelo ma
dímelo
EN:
my hours are nearly due with this girl
and the torture of the memory is leaning in my head
and you can't see
the cards she plays
she keeps them behind her ear
dancing in the square with the girl
they go with a couple of litronas but she goes so refined
with her pants torn right above the knee
with her cigarette and her false eyelashes
I'm in no hurry
I'm in no hurry
but I recognise that with you I've never been very calm
I get lost with the names that have passed after you
with all those greens in Pinar de Chamartin
I remember you baby I remember you
I remember you baby I remember you
I've been worried since I met you
I'm numb with your aniseed saliva
and whenever I go out at night in Madrid
I end up writing you a message
for you for you there is always one for you
for the fire of your lips disguised as carmine
your shaved hair and your half green eyes
for the nights playing the guitar next to me
for you for you there's always one for you
I dedicate to you my favorite verses of Joaquin
I dedicate to you all the pictures in which you make me laugh
I dedicate to you even the rosemary of the roses in the garden
I can't take it anymore
give me a break don't misbehave
tell me if you'll call me
tell me if you'll call me
I can't take it anymore
give me a break don't misbehave
tell me if you'll call me
leave the torture for Alejandro Sanz
and don't take it personal
It' s not about you I swear it on my life
I've got the saudade here in my gut
Maybe it's the pill that we bit that day
your gaze is acidic like the pica pica
your skin is the paper of the tobacco that you roll
you're the bitter taste of a cold blackberry
you're running out of time and now you're wasting mine
my retina burns from seeing so much nonsense
I've got all the socks torn from all your stones
you've also burnt my heart with so much sparkle
beautiful, you have to be more determined
even though I'm the fool because I let you do it
even though the most I do is to score me some rhymes
even though when I'm in front of you I melt
baby, be more understanding
I can't take it anymore
give me a break don't misbehave
tell me if you'll call me
tell me if you'll call me
I can't take it anymore
give me a break don't misbehave
tell me if you'll call me
tell me if you'll call me
tell me if you'll call me
tell me if you'll call me
tell me if you'll call me
leave the torture for Alejandro Sanz
Hip Hop. Electro. Future Beat. Beatmaking. Insistent with a strong & Hip Hop. Electro. Future Beat. Beatmaking. Insistent with a strong & constant rhythm. Analog synth and electronic percussion. Suggested for fighting & extreme sports.
Powerful & intense hip hop trailer track. Clock like intro Powerful & intense hip hop trailer track. Clock like intro building-up with swagger male voice rapping adversity lyrics. Hybrid percussion with trap beat & brass. Break @ 1'15. Epic & combative climax @ 1'34. Fiery finale. Suggested for action sport, entertainment & racing.歌词
New levels new records, aye
Say it’s new levels newer records, yeah,
Yea you guessed it never second, nah
Man them boys is not impressive, no
No one could ride with me,
Standing beside of me,
This Motor inside of me,
Should never have doubted me,
I give em Permanent damage,
I got a demon to manage,
Watch me go fuse with the magic,
I’ll make a scene turn to tragic,
I bring my troops, to the battle,
Running the field with the baddest,
1 on 1 ima blast y’a,
And with my team here, it’s no match, yeah,
Hello, dem boys soft like jello,
Don’t deserve no medal,
They can’t reach my level,
I been the one like melo,
Cuz I Never settled
They call me the Living rebel,
New levels,
Same boss,
New problem,
Been solved,
New records,
Broke off,
Hell yeah, We the big dawgs,
New levels,
Same boss,
New problem,
Been solved,
New records,
Broke off,
Hell yeah, We the big dawgs,
New levels new records, aye
Say it’s new levels newer records, yeah,
Yea you guessed it never second, nah
Man them boys is not impressive, no
Yeah I’m on a new level,
Yeah I’m on a new level,
Yeah I’m on a new level,
New level breaking old records,
Yeah I’m on a new level,
Yeah I’m on a new level,
Yeah I’m on a new level,
New level breaking old records
Uplifting intro with triumphant brass pattern building-up with male Uplifting intro with triumphant brass pattern building-up with male rapper. Powerful & swagger hip hop build-up @ 0'25 with trailer percussion (riser & braams). Break @ 1'14 with a suspenseful beat. Motivational & pulsing climax @ 1'40. Finale & back end. Perfect for action sport, entertainment, video games & racing movie.歌词
I won’t change this world but I’ll take it over,
Taking no losses cuz it’s never over,
Don’t try to do me wrong,
I Strike you like a cobra,
You better pray you make it home,
They know me as the closer,
Make way this the take over,
I see em looking down,
when we coming closer,
Step up Get a close up, of a pro soldier,
An overdose of work, grind, and composure,
I want big bags,
Live life like rich brat,
Put a price on they head,
We never hit back,
Catch me out on the field than that’s a
Mismatch,
Everyday on a jet, now watch me sit back,
This the take over, Protect, what’s yours,
if not my boy, I’ll be taking all yo soul,
And all yo toys,
It’s Bout to get real obscure, big bad mood,
Yeah I been that dude, huh,
This the take over, Protect, what’s yours,
if not my boy, I’ll be taking all yo soul,
And all yo toys,
It’s Bout to get real obscure, big bad mood,
Yeah I been that dude, huh,
I won’t change this world but I’ll take it over,
Taking no losses cuz it’s never over,
Don’t try to do me wrong,
I Strike you like a cobra,
You better pray you make it home,
They know me as the closer,
Take over,
Ima take it, the world is yours, encore, the world is yours,
Ima take it, the world is yours, it’s never over
And we taking over,
Yeah yeah yeah, taking over,
Whole world watch us taking over,
Whole world watch us taking over,
Weird but funny synth with laidback lofi hip hop beat. Easy going & a Weird but funny synth with laidback lofi hip hop beat. Easy going & a bit arty. For fashion, time off, home & garden & lifestyle.
Bouncy, austere, euphoric. Bubbly synth plays out a downbeat Bouncy, austere, euphoric. Bubbly synth plays out a downbeat sequence, tinged with longing and positivity. Launch into electro beat with wavering pads and heavy 808 kick. Indie guitar picking brings an organic emotion, someone wading through a crowd of people desperate to get to a location or a person.
Bouncy, austere, euphoric. Bubbly synth plays out a downbeat Bouncy, austere, euphoric. Bubbly synth plays out a downbeat sequence, tinged with longing and positivity. Launch into electro beat with wavering pads and heavy 808 kick. Melancholic melody and muted indie guitar bring an organic emotion, someone wading through a crowd of people desperate to get to a location or a person. Stripped back underscore version.
Laid-back, uplifting, warm. Playful, jazzy piano is joined by cool Laid-back, uplifting, warm. Playful, jazzy piano is joined by cool electronic beats and confident male vocals. Positive, atmospheric and summery cue. Contemporary, commercial and upbeat pop with expansive, echoing vocals, relaxed swagger and fun, celebratory brass.歌词
Ride wit’ it slide wit’ it mean, Dressed up from head to toe clean, Man I look supreme, Dressed up from head to toe clean.
Laid-back, uplifting, warm. Playful, jazzy piano is joined by cool Laid-back, uplifting, warm. Playful, jazzy piano is joined by cool electronic beats. Positive, atmospheric and summery cue. Contemporary, commercial and upbeat pop with relaxed swagger and fun, celebratory brass.
Laid-back, uplifting, warm. Playful, jazzy piano is joined by cool Laid-back, uplifting, warm. Playful, jazzy piano is joined by cool electronic beats and confident male vocals. Positive, atmospheric and summery cue. Contemporary, commercial and upbeat pop with expansive, echoing vocals, relaxed swagger and fun, celebratory brass.
Laid-back, uplifting, warm. Playful, jazzy piano is joined by cool Laid-back, uplifting, warm. Playful, jazzy piano is joined by cool electronic beats. Positive, atmospheric and summery cue. Contemporary, commercial and upbeat pop with relaxed swagger. Stripped back underscore version.
Hip-hop rock fusion. Powerful, rhythmic & decided. Rock band with Hip-hop rock fusion. Powerful, rhythmic & decided. Rock band with hip-hop, trap beat.
Hip-hop rock fusion. Powerful, rhythmic & decided. Rock band with Hip-hop rock fusion. Powerful, rhythmic & decided. Rock band with hip-hop, trap beat.
Lofi hip-hop, beat to relax/ to study to, chill beat. Catchy, relaxed Lofi hip-hop, beat to relax/ to study to, chill beat. Catchy, relaxed & confident. Recommended for everyday life & street sports. Birds & nature fx, synth, electric bass, rhythm. Sax @ 1'19.
Lofi hip-hop, beat to relax/ to study to, chill beat. Catchy, relaxed Lofi hip-hop, beat to relax/ to study to, chill beat. Catchy, relaxed & confident. Recommended for everyday life & street sports. Synth, rhythm & sax @ 1'19.
Country Trap fusion. Interrogative, tense & arid. Recommended for Country Trap fusion. Interrogative, tense & arid. Recommended for desert & contemporary western duels. Electric guitar, banjo, lap steel & rhythm. Reverse fx, wobbles & glitch.
Relaxed, cool, atmospheric. Haunting intro of spooky synths is joined Relaxed, cool, atmospheric. Haunting intro of spooky synths is joined by laid back hip hop beats. Dreamy and hypnotic melodies weave with glittering FX. Chilled electronic bed with laid-back confidence and swagger.
Relaxed, cool, atmospheric. Haunting intro of spooky synths is joined Relaxed, cool, atmospheric. Haunting intro of spooky synths is joined by laid back hip hop beats. Dreamy and hypnotic melodies weave with glittering FX. Chilled electronic bed with laid-back confidence and swagger. Stripped back underscore version.
Relaxed, cool, atmospheric. Haunting intro of spooky synths is joined Relaxed, cool, atmospheric. Haunting intro of spooky synths is joined by laid back hip hop beats. Dreamy and hypnotic melodies weave with glittering FX. Chilled electronic bed with laid-back confidence and swagger.
