If you heard the audio version of I”m A Pro by Nick Brewer featuring Shakka here’s he his a live acoustic version along side with Shakka.
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Intro This poem is an introspective reflection on the struggle to preserve creativity while dealing with emotional pain, loneliness, and the pressures of adulthood. The speaker searches for inspiration through sunlight, solitude, and spirituality, hoping to stop their creative spirit from fading away despite feeling emotionally frozen during “sunny days.” The poem contrasts the innocence…
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Intro In the shadow of mortality, where the final silence calls my name, I cry out with desperate urgency: Lord, save my soul quickly and swiftly. Death lingers at my door, whispering promises of six feet deep peace — a cold rest I am not ready to embrace. Yet even as the grave beckons, vanity…
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Intro In quiet moments I catch myself remembering your exotic Brazilian grace, how it spills into my days like warm light I didn’t know I needed. Your caramel skin glowing under the sun still lingers behind my eyes, stirring a strange reverence that feels almost sacred. Part of me wonders if you are kin to…
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Intro I sit alone in this heavy silence, watching myself slowly fade. Je suis engourdi — numb, detached, as vanity quietly crowned herself queen and my soul began rehearsing its own death with terrifying ease. I see it on every screen, jumping off bridges in tragic slow motion, while something inside me barely reacts anymore.…
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Intro In the quiet interplay between divine inspiration and inner turmoil, creativity often unfolds as a sacred battle. This poem captures that delicate tension with striking spiritual imagery: the gentle descent of the Holy Spirit, arriving like a dove to ignite the soul with words and wonder, contrasted against the dark interference of overthinking —…
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Intro In the shadows of spiritual warfare, a powerful poem titled “Her Master” exposes the cunning tactics of darkness. Her master harbors a dozen souls in his favor, rising from the sewers with plans to conquer the world forever. Yet before he could lay hands on this soul, the narrator rose up with raw conviction…
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Intro Under the glow of those Friday night lights, I battled something no one could see. Lusting in my mind over her felt harmless to the world around me, but deep down I knew the truth: it was no different from premeditated murder. Staring at God’s perfect standards in the mirror, I saw myself clearly…
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Intro I wrote this poem as a reflection on life’s complex and emotional journey, imagining it as a deep soundtrack whose lyrics are too profound for any simple intro. It moves from the pure innocence of a child’s smile to the divine beauty of an angel’s magnificent halo, while accepting that life is filled with…
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Intro I wrote this poem while sitting alone in my dark room, letting the Friday night lights bleed through the curtains as my mind wandered. Heavily inspired by J. Cole’s Friday Night Lights mixtape, I decided to open the piece by weaving in many of the track titles — Too Deep for the Intro, Before…
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Intro When I look back at this poem, I realize it’s more than just aggressive bars — it’s a mirror to my own evolution. I wrote it from a place where repeated heartbreak had finally broken something irreversible inside me, forcing me to confront how I had played myself by putting women on pedestals and…
Nick Brewer | I’m A Pro (Live Performance) -
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Intro This poem is an introspective reflection on the struggle to preserve creativity while dealing with emotional pain, loneliness, and the pressures of adulthood. The speaker searches for inspiration through sunlight, solitude, and spirituality, hoping to stop their creative spirit from fading away despite feeling emotionally frozen during “sunny days.” The poem contrasts the innocence…
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Intro In the shadow of mortality, where the final silence calls my name, I cry out with desperate urgency: Lord, save my soul quickly and swiftly. Death lingers at my door, whispering promises of six feet deep peace — a cold rest I am not ready to embrace. Yet even as the grave beckons, vanity…
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Intro In quiet moments I catch myself remembering your exotic Brazilian grace, how it spills into my days like warm light I didn’t know I needed. Your caramel skin glowing under the sun still lingers behind my eyes, stirring a strange reverence that feels almost sacred. Part of me wonders if you are kin to…
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Intro I sit alone in this heavy silence, watching myself slowly fade. Je suis engourdi — numb, detached, as vanity quietly crowned herself queen and my soul began rehearsing its own death with terrifying ease. I see it on every screen, jumping off bridges in tragic slow motion, while something inside me barely reacts anymore.…
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Intro In the quiet interplay between divine inspiration and inner turmoil, creativity often unfolds as a sacred battle. This poem captures that delicate tension with striking spiritual imagery: the gentle descent of the Holy Spirit, arriving like a dove to ignite the soul with words and wonder, contrasted against the dark interference of overthinking —…
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Intro In the shadows of spiritual warfare, a powerful poem titled “Her Master” exposes the cunning tactics of darkness. Her master harbors a dozen souls in his favor, rising from the sewers with plans to conquer the world forever. Yet before he could lay hands on this soul, the narrator rose up with raw conviction…
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Intro Under the glow of those Friday night lights, I battled something no one could see. Lusting in my mind over her felt harmless to the world around me, but deep down I knew the truth: it was no different from premeditated murder. Staring at God’s perfect standards in the mirror, I saw myself clearly…
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Intro I wrote this poem as a reflection on life’s complex and emotional journey, imagining it as a deep soundtrack whose lyrics are too profound for any simple intro. It moves from the pure innocence of a child’s smile to the divine beauty of an angel’s magnificent halo, while accepting that life is filled with…
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Intro I wrote this poem while sitting alone in my dark room, letting the Friday night lights bleed through the curtains as my mind wandered. Heavily inspired by J. Cole’s Friday Night Lights mixtape, I decided to open the piece by weaving in many of the track titles — Too Deep for the Intro, Before…
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Intro When I look back at this poem, I realize it’s more than just aggressive bars — it’s a mirror to my own evolution. I wrote it from a place where repeated heartbreak had finally broken something irreversible inside me, forcing me to confront how I had played myself by putting women on pedestals and…
This week I came across this album called Sinema by rapper Swoope. This is his second album from Swoope which came out on August 4, 2014. At the start of the album Swoope as a Kanye West influence at the beginning of the first track but as he’s own signature instrumental sounds and flows as you go trough the album. Swoope speaks on the issues of lust and relationship with a female called Mya which you hear her speak on left voice messages on Swoopes phone at the beginning and throughout the album.
Swoope’s, at war with himself, either to get back with Mya or forget about Mya and move on with his life and focus on his relationship with god which he speaks in detail on track’s called “Right Side” featuring singer Christon Gray, “Beauty and Beast” and “Before Goodnight“.
I Can relate to Swoope on the issues of lust and the “art of seduction” like J.Cole would say back on his born sinner album. To be in a relationship with someone just for the lustful pleasures is just the wrong way to go.Swoope’s gives to full picture on what’s like to face conscience speak on his experience dealing with someone that don’t understand your walk with god and facing the temptation’s of going back to is old ways even though he knows the consequence at the end.
Swoope | Sinema Full album (Click Here ) -
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Intro This poem is an introspective reflection on the struggle to preserve creativity while dealing with emotional pain, loneliness, and the pressures of adulthood. The speaker searches for inspiration through sunlight, solitude, and spirituality, hoping to stop their creative spirit from fading away despite feeling emotionally frozen during “sunny days.” The poem contrasts the innocence…
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Intro In the shadow of mortality, where the final silence calls my name, I cry out with desperate urgency: Lord, save my soul quickly and swiftly. Death lingers at my door, whispering promises of six feet deep peace — a cold rest I am not ready to embrace. Yet even as the grave beckons, vanity…
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Intro In quiet moments I catch myself remembering your exotic Brazilian grace, how it spills into my days like warm light I didn’t know I needed. Your caramel skin glowing under the sun still lingers behind my eyes, stirring a strange reverence that feels almost sacred. Part of me wonders if you are kin to…
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Intro I sit alone in this heavy silence, watching myself slowly fade. Je suis engourdi — numb, detached, as vanity quietly crowned herself queen and my soul began rehearsing its own death with terrifying ease. I see it on every screen, jumping off bridges in tragic slow motion, while something inside me barely reacts anymore.…
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Intro In the quiet interplay between divine inspiration and inner turmoil, creativity often unfolds as a sacred battle. This poem captures that delicate tension with striking spiritual imagery: the gentle descent of the Holy Spirit, arriving like a dove to ignite the soul with words and wonder, contrasted against the dark interference of overthinking —…
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Intro In the shadows of spiritual warfare, a powerful poem titled “Her Master” exposes the cunning tactics of darkness. Her master harbors a dozen souls in his favor, rising from the sewers with plans to conquer the world forever. Yet before he could lay hands on this soul, the narrator rose up with raw conviction…
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Intro Under the glow of those Friday night lights, I battled something no one could see. Lusting in my mind over her felt harmless to the world around me, but deep down I knew the truth: it was no different from premeditated murder. Staring at God’s perfect standards in the mirror, I saw myself clearly…
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Intro I wrote this poem as a reflection on life’s complex and emotional journey, imagining it as a deep soundtrack whose lyrics are too profound for any simple intro. It moves from the pure innocence of a child’s smile to the divine beauty of an angel’s magnificent halo, while accepting that life is filled with…
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Intro I wrote this poem while sitting alone in my dark room, letting the Friday night lights bleed through the curtains as my mind wandered. Heavily inspired by J. Cole’s Friday Night Lights mixtape, I decided to open the piece by weaving in many of the track titles — Too Deep for the Intro, Before…
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Intro When I look back at this poem, I realize it’s more than just aggressive bars — it’s a mirror to my own evolution. I wrote it from a place where repeated heartbreak had finally broken something irreversible inside me, forcing me to confront how I had played myself by putting women on pedestals and…
I’ve been wondering a lot lately and I don’t know why. This life as me in is grips really these days I am wondering out the window the same way in the featured picture. I don’t where am heading in my life at the moment but I know god is in control of everything going on.
as I wonder out the window and wonder on life and where society going I know things will get better even though I am always surrounded by the negativity and the evil of this world.
like Tupac would say I just need to ‘keep my head up‘ and remind myself of psalm 23 everytime.
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Intro This poem is an introspective reflection on the struggle to preserve creativity while dealing with emotional pain, loneliness, and the pressures of adulthood. The speaker searches for inspiration through sunlight, solitude, and spirituality, hoping to stop their creative spirit from fading away despite feeling emotionally frozen during “sunny days.” The poem contrasts the innocence…
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Intro In the shadow of mortality, where the final silence calls my name, I cry out with desperate urgency: Lord, save my soul quickly and swiftly. Death lingers at my door, whispering promises of six feet deep peace — a cold rest I am not ready to embrace. Yet even as the grave beckons, vanity…
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Intro In quiet moments I catch myself remembering your exotic Brazilian grace, how it spills into my days like warm light I didn’t know I needed. Your caramel skin glowing under the sun still lingers behind my eyes, stirring a strange reverence that feels almost sacred. Part of me wonders if you are kin to…
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Intro I sit alone in this heavy silence, watching myself slowly fade. Je suis engourdi — numb, detached, as vanity quietly crowned herself queen and my soul began rehearsing its own death with terrifying ease. I see it on every screen, jumping off bridges in tragic slow motion, while something inside me barely reacts anymore.…
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Intro In the quiet interplay between divine inspiration and inner turmoil, creativity often unfolds as a sacred battle. This poem captures that delicate tension with striking spiritual imagery: the gentle descent of the Holy Spirit, arriving like a dove to ignite the soul with words and wonder, contrasted against the dark interference of overthinking —…
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Intro In the shadows of spiritual warfare, a powerful poem titled “Her Master” exposes the cunning tactics of darkness. Her master harbors a dozen souls in his favor, rising from the sewers with plans to conquer the world forever. Yet before he could lay hands on this soul, the narrator rose up with raw conviction…
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Intro Under the glow of those Friday night lights, I battled something no one could see. Lusting in my mind over her felt harmless to the world around me, but deep down I knew the truth: it was no different from premeditated murder. Staring at God’s perfect standards in the mirror, I saw myself clearly…
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Intro I wrote this poem as a reflection on life’s complex and emotional journey, imagining it as a deep soundtrack whose lyrics are too profound for any simple intro. It moves from the pure innocence of a child’s smile to the divine beauty of an angel’s magnificent halo, while accepting that life is filled with…
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Intro I wrote this poem while sitting alone in my dark room, letting the Friday night lights bleed through the curtains as my mind wandered. Heavily inspired by J. Cole’s Friday Night Lights mixtape, I decided to open the piece by weaving in many of the track titles — Too Deep for the Intro, Before…
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Intro When I look back at this poem, I realize it’s more than just aggressive bars — it’s a mirror to my own evolution. I wrote it from a place where repeated heartbreak had finally broken something irreversible inside me, forcing me to confront how I had played myself by putting women on pedestals and…
A Classic Track From J.Cole’s Label Dreamville Recording Artist Omen called A brief moment.I love the sample on this song and the substance meaning behind the lyrics in this song.
Omen | Brief Moment -
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Intro This poem is an introspective reflection on the struggle to preserve creativity while dealing with emotional pain, loneliness, and the pressures of adulthood. The speaker searches for inspiration through sunlight, solitude, and spirituality, hoping to stop their creative spirit from fading away despite feeling emotionally frozen during “sunny days.” The poem contrasts the innocence…
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Intro In the shadow of mortality, where the final silence calls my name, I cry out with desperate urgency: Lord, save my soul quickly and swiftly. Death lingers at my door, whispering promises of six feet deep peace — a cold rest I am not ready to embrace. Yet even as the grave beckons, vanity…
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Intro In quiet moments I catch myself remembering your exotic Brazilian grace, how it spills into my days like warm light I didn’t know I needed. Your caramel skin glowing under the sun still lingers behind my eyes, stirring a strange reverence that feels almost sacred. Part of me wonders if you are kin to…
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Intro I sit alone in this heavy silence, watching myself slowly fade. Je suis engourdi — numb, detached, as vanity quietly crowned herself queen and my soul began rehearsing its own death with terrifying ease. I see it on every screen, jumping off bridges in tragic slow motion, while something inside me barely reacts anymore.…
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Intro In the quiet interplay between divine inspiration and inner turmoil, creativity often unfolds as a sacred battle. This poem captures that delicate tension with striking spiritual imagery: the gentle descent of the Holy Spirit, arriving like a dove to ignite the soul with words and wonder, contrasted against the dark interference of overthinking —…
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Intro In the shadows of spiritual warfare, a powerful poem titled “Her Master” exposes the cunning tactics of darkness. Her master harbors a dozen souls in his favor, rising from the sewers with plans to conquer the world forever. Yet before he could lay hands on this soul, the narrator rose up with raw conviction…
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Intro Under the glow of those Friday night lights, I battled something no one could see. Lusting in my mind over her felt harmless to the world around me, but deep down I knew the truth: it was no different from premeditated murder. Staring at God’s perfect standards in the mirror, I saw myself clearly…
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Intro I wrote this poem as a reflection on life’s complex and emotional journey, imagining it as a deep soundtrack whose lyrics are too profound for any simple intro. It moves from the pure innocence of a child’s smile to the divine beauty of an angel’s magnificent halo, while accepting that life is filled with…
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Intro I wrote this poem while sitting alone in my dark room, letting the Friday night lights bleed through the curtains as my mind wandered. Heavily inspired by J. Cole’s Friday Night Lights mixtape, I decided to open the piece by weaving in many of the track titles — Too Deep for the Intro, Before…
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Intro When I look back at this poem, I realize it’s more than just aggressive bars — it’s a mirror to my own evolution. I wrote it from a place where repeated heartbreak had finally broken something irreversible inside me, forcing me to confront how I had played myself by putting women on pedestals and…
Good to see Nick brewer back in the scene after while since his single came out back in 2015 called to Talk To Me which The song charted at #19 in the UK.
In this new track, he shares a lot of his thoughts over J. Coles instrumental called Neighbour’s from 4 your eyes only album. his mood and thoughts seem to point out that his frustrated with his music label and the music he has released so far under Island Records label.
He goes on to share his thoughts on how men view women in society as low worth and low value for men to take advantage for their own pleasures. But they wouldn’t stand it if they had a someone talking bad about their sister or close female friend which would make them hypocrites.
I really liked that section of the song which a lot of us men take on and reflect on how we view woman and more.
Nick Brewer | Many Moods -
