Neoclassical hip hop trailer. Proud, challenging, rhythmic, & Neoclassical hip hop trailer. Proud, challenging, rhythmic, & relentless. Break with melodramatic strings @ 0'49. Exhilarating climax @ 1'29. Lyrics about inner awakening, uncomfortable truths & the drive to succeed. Rapper, string section, brass, cinematic percussion & beat. Suggested for trailer action movie, competition, sport challenge, self improvement & sport ad trailer.Lyrics
It’s time,
wake up, Stand up, Man up, Wake up,
Never out of gas, always near the fire, sticking to the task, make it out alive, You sit behind a desk,
I’m out here on the line,
Ain’t really what you claim,
ain’t ready to die
See it right, In the middle of your eye, You a scared lil child,
what you doing outside,
When the sun comes down,
When the wolves comes out, When the rules don’t count, U Get lost not found,
Got an appetite, for destroying my competition,
I can’t count amount of times, I done dreamed about em all millions, Woke the beast alive, disturbing my equilibrium,
I’m cut just like a diamond, ima show them who I really am,
You don’t know this side of me,
Ima pull this right out of me,
Cannot lay low, for the sound of money, Wake up to the bells, and the sound of glory,
You don’t know this side of me,
Ima pull this right out of me,
Cannot lay low, for the sound of money, Wake up to the bells, and the sound of glory,
I got some lullabies, inside of my mind,
I was fast asleep,
Till you came around,
Had to mention me,
What I was about,
What I’ll never be,
That was music to my soul,
Heard it was an eye trading for an eye, And You are not like me,
Don’t know the price of this life,
ima make em pay,
for they petty lies,
They woke up the truth, better Be ready to die,
I got some lullabies, inside of my mind,
I was fast asleep,
Till you came around,
Had to mention me,
What I was about,
What I’ll never be,
That was music to my soul,
Heard it was an eye trading for an eye, And You are not like me,
Don’t know the price of this life,
ima make em pay,
for they petty lies,
They woke up the truth, better Be ready to die,
I’ll make em put respect on my name, Came out of the hottest of flames.
The fellas know I'm a dime. It's up to me with a line. They can't believe a girl is cute as me and sick with the rhyme, my own decisions. I don't want no opinion calling all the shots, and I don't need nobody's permission.
Yes, yes, y'all. And we don't stop. It's the queen. Yeah.
It is the queen sitting here and now don't stop.
That's right. Beg my own do. Don't ask nobody for nothing. I'm an independent diva with the started you loving. So check it out.
Nu Soul/R&B. Elegant, sensual, introspective & melancholic. A song Nu Soul/R&B. Elegant, sensual, introspective & melancholic. A song that depicts the emotional portrait of platonic love and vulnerability: "You have a distinct flavor, you make me lose my mind a little, sometimes so much that everything else loses its taste." Singer, beatmaking, sampling & electronics.Lyrics
- Italiano:
Hai un sapore d'istinto Oro sopra al viso Seguirò l’istinto Correrò a cercarti
Tra le mie braccia non ti sentirai più sola
Hai un sapore distinto, Mandi un po’ in tilt A volte tanto che perde sapore il resto
Più della droga, sigarette o whiskey & cola
Sai che ti osservo quando stai un po’ per le tue E vorrei averti come fossi una canzone Forse è più tosta dirsi in faccia “fa paura” Che avere tutto questo spazio tra di noi
E non sei mia Mai Scappi Temi che ti uccida ma a pensarci Senti Vuoto dentro al petto; puoi fidarti Sai che ti riprendo al volo Stai con me Temi che ti uccida ma sei viva
Oh Woah Tengo stretto quel che non ho E non ho Un senso eterno ma se fermerai quest attimo Puoi viverci
E non sei mia Mai Scappi Temi che ti uccida ma a pensarci Senti Vuoto dentro al petto; puoi fidarti Sai che ti riprendo al volo Stai con me Temi che ti uccida ma sei viva
Ma riesci a colpirmi Come il primo pezzo soul o r&b Sei quel mood la sera, sei Cosa manca a me Come il cavo jack che hai lasciato qui Sei un po’ come me o io come te
(e non sei mia, mai) (e non sei mia, mai) (e non sei mia, mai) (e non sei mia)
- English:
You have a flavor of instinct Gold over your face I'll follow my instinct I'll run to find you
In my arms, you won't feel lonely anymore
You have a distinct flavor, You throw me off balance Sometimes so much that everything else loses its taste
More than drugs, cigarettes, or whiskey & cola
You know I watch you when you're on your own a bit And I wish I could have you like you were a song Maybe it's tougher to say "it's scary" to your face Than to have all this space between us
And you're not mine Never You run away You fear that it'll kill you, but thinking about it You feel An emptiness in your chest You can trust me You know I'll catch you in a heartbeat Stay with me You fear that it'll kill you but you're alive
Oh Woah I hold on tight to what I don't have And I don't have An eternal sense but if you stop this moment You can live it
And you're not mine Never You run away You fear that it'll kill you, but thinking about it You feel An emptiness in your chest You can trust me You know I'll catch you in a heartbeat Stay with me You fear that it'll kill you but you're alive
But you manage to hit me Like the first soul or R&B track You're that mood at night, you are What's missing for me Like the jack plug you left here You're a bit like me or I'm like you
(And you're not mine, never) (And you're not mine, never) (And you're not mine, never) (And you're not mine)
- Français:
Tu as une saveur d'istincte De l’or sur le visage Je suivrai mon instinct Je courrai te chercher
Dans mes bras, tu ne te sentiras plus jamais seule
Tu as une saveur distincte, Tu me fais un peu perdre la tête Parfois tellement que tout le reste perd son goût
Plus que la drogue, les cigarettes ou le whisky & cola
Tu sais que je t’observe quand tu restes un peu dans ton coin Et je voudrais t’avoir comme une chanson Peut-être qu'il est plus difficile de se dire en face "ça fait peur" Que d’avoir tout cet espace entre nous
Et tu n’es pas à moi Jamais Tu fuis Tu crains que je te tue, mais en y réfléchissant Tu sens Un vide dans ta poitrine ; tu peux me faire confiance Tu sais que je te rattrape au vol Reste avec moi Tu crains que je te tue, mais tu es vivante
Oh Woah Je tiens serré ce que je n’ai pas Et je n’ai pas Un sens éternel, mais si tu arrêtes cet instant Tu peux y vivre
Et tu n’es pas à moi Jamais Tu fuis Tu crains que je te tue, mais en y réfléchissant Tu sens Un vide dans ta poitrine ; tu peux me faire confiance Tu sais que je te rattrape au vol Reste avec moi Tu crains que je te tue, mais tu es vivante
Mais tu arrives à me toucher Comme le premier morceau de soul ou de r&b Tu es cette ambiance le soir, tu es Ce qui me manque Comme le câble jack que tu as laissé ici Tu es un peu comme moi ou moi comme toi
(et tu n’es pas à moi, jamais) (et tu n’es pas à moi, jamais) (et tu n’es pas à moi, jamais) (et tu n’es pas à moi)
Nu Soul/R&B. Elegant, sensual, introspective & melancholic. A song Nu Soul/R&B. Elegant, sensual, introspective & melancholic. A song that depicts the emotional portrait of platonic love and vulnerability: "You have a distinct flavor, you make me lose my mind a little, sometimes so much that everything else loses its taste." Singer, beatmaking, sampling & electronics.Lyrics
- English:
I'm looking for your taste
Gold upon your face
I’ll follow my sense
Run to find your trace
I want you close to me, need you to come right over
I'm looking for a piece
Begging for your lips
I wanna have you even though I know the risk
It’s not a drug, but my addiction’s taking over
I watch you closely when you’re lost inside your haze
I wish to have you like my song had your own name
I never thought that getting you would be so hard
Why don’t we try to understand and fill the void
I wanna make you mine,
Uh, why don’t you just let me?
Baby I ain’t playin’
Stop running away from me
You can trust me, you know that I will catch you falling
Stay with me
Ain’t gonna waste more time to make you MINE
Uh oh
I’m holdin’ tightly to this moment
It’s all that you can give me,
Can’t fight the feeling
Of wanting you so badly
I wanna make you mine,
Uh, why don’t you just let me?
Baby I ain’t playin’
Stop running away from me
You can trust me
You know that I will catch you falling
Stay with me
Ain’t gonna waste more time to make you MINE
Shivers when you’re near me
Like a burning fever coming over me
Be my sun when I’m awake
Cover in the rain
Healing when I bleed, tattoos on my skin
Everything you need, it’s just you and me
I wanna make you mine, uh
I wanna make you mine, uh
I wanna make you mine, uh
I wanna make you mine, uh
Solitary, suspended, misty, trembling & insidious. Layers of synth, Solitary, suspended, misty, trembling & insidious. Layers of synth, tremolo keyboard, piano & strings. Suggested for human drama & introspective storytelling.
Carefree, confident and pastoral. Hang drum, cymbalum, guzheng & Carefree, confident and pastoral. Hang drum, cymbalum, guzheng & morin khuur. Suggested for travel documentary, East Asian landscapes & oriental mood.
