Nocturnal Radio Live! Podcast

Mitchell Frederick - Paradiso (Original Mix) www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com Close the distance… Lose the time… Paradiso is not a place… it's between your breath and mine. Paradiso… fall into me, Every shadow knows what we need, Paradiso… skin against skin, Open the night, let the silence begin. Eyes locked, rhythm slow, Every pulse a secret we don't show, Hands trace lines we can't erase, Paradiso lives in this space. Take… me… deeper… Take… me… deeper… Paradiso… fall into me, Every shadow knows what we need, Paradiso… skin against skin, Open the night, let the silence begin. Breath on breath… Heat on heat… Paradiso begins when we both repeat. Truth dissolves, only rhythm remains, Nothing outside, just blood in our veins, Bodies aligned in the dark unknown, Paradiso found, but never owned. Paradiso… fall into me, Every shadow knows what we need, Paradiso… skin against skin, Open the night, let the silence begin. Stay… here… Paradiso is now… And nowhere else.

Mitty Fresh n' Da Gang - Brooklyn After Dark www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com This is a Mitty Fresh Production… Yeah… Shadows on the bridge, skyline glow, Brooklyn nights, secrets they know. Brooklyn after dark, hearts turn cold, Love in the alley, stories unfold, Whispers in the night, diamonds and scars, We chasing forever, beneath the stars. Brownsville blocks, Bed-Stuy rain, Money in the bag but it come with pain, Dreams on Fulton, lights on Flatbush, Every move heavy, survive off the push. Velvet seduction in a club low-lit, Glass in her hand, eyes won't quit, She love the danger, I love the thrill, Brooklyn heartbeat — can't stay still. Brooklyn after dark, hearts turn cold, Love in the alley, stories unfold, Whispers in the night, diamonds and scars, We chasing forever, beneath the stars. Coney Island lights, breeze off the sea, Crown Heights kings still hustle with glee, Danger in her touch, poison in the kiss, Nighttime Brooklyn feelin' like bliss. Cadence get sharper when the sirens call, Legacy heavy but we standin' tall, Weeknd in the melody, streets in the rhyme, Brooklyn forever, eternal in time. Red eyes glow in the midnight rain, Pleasure feels holy, tangled in pain, Brooklyn my heaven, Brooklyn my sin, The night won't end, it pulls me in. Brooklyn after dark, hearts turn cold, Love in the alley, stories unfold, Whispers in the night, diamonds and scars, We chasing forever, beneath the stars. Yeah… From the bridge to the block, we don't hide… Brooklyn forever, the city our guide… After dark… we still alive.

Mitty Fresh n' Da Gang - Dynasty Mode www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com This is a Mitty Fresh Production… Yeah… uh… From the crown to the throne, legacy built in stone, High-rise lights, this empire my own. Dynasty mode, bloodline rich, Streets paved gold, money move quick, Loyalty deep, power legit, From New York nights to the world, we lit. Marble floors echo, champagne spill, Contracts signed with a hustler's will, Brownstone dreams turn towers of glass, Future secured, but we built from the past. Cadence complex, flow in rotation, Triple-time bars with a boss foundation, Gunna-type melody, Hov with the pen, Legacy written again and again. Dynasty mode, bloodline rich, Streets paved gold, money move quick, Loyalty deep, power legit, From New York nights to the world, we lit. Ice on my wrist but respect on my name, Money multiply, but the grind still same, Migos bounce, every word on beat, Queens to Manhattan, the throne complete. Contracts global, deals overseas, Empire vision, we plantin' the seeds, Generational wealth, story untold, Diamonds eternal, dynasty bold. Streets to the skyline, power align, Empire eternal, design divine, Dynasty mode, forever the code, Legacy runs in the veins that glow. Dynasty mode, bloodline rich, Streets paved gold, money move quick, Loyalty deep, power legit, From New York nights to the world, we lit. From the grind to the throne, we never fold, Stories of the city in marble told, Dynasty mode, respect worldwide, Crown stay heavy but the kings don't hide.

Mitty Fresh n' Da Gang - Concrete Flex www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com This is a Mitty Fresh Production… Yeah… uh… New York state of mind… Streets talk, we don't rewind… Concrete flex, money on deck, Diamonds on ice, but the city in check, Runnin' these blocks, we earnin' respect, From the Bronx to BK, we stack and protect. Corner store dreams, lit by the neon, Shooters stay quiet, but they always see one, Moves on the low, gotta play it strategic, Flows mathematical, grind encyclopedic. Hustle in the cold, where the night don't sleep, Voices in the stairwell, secrets they keep, Concrete jungle, survival is law, Money on the table, ambition raw. Concrete flex, money on deck, Diamonds on ice, but the city in check, Runnin' these blocks, we earnin' respect, From the Bronx to BK, we stack and protect. Brownstones echo, subway shake, Dreams built bigger than the risks we take, Trap on fire, but the flow stay froze, Power in the voice, everybody knows. Triple-time cadence, words overlap, Numbers go crazy when I drop that rap, Hov in the blueprint, kings with a pen, But the style stay fresh when the beat drop in. Streets don't sleep, they just rotate, Life on the line, gotta hold weight, Checks get signed, but the grind pure pain, Concrete flex, put respect on the name. Concrete flex, money on deck, Diamonds on ice, but the city in check, Runnin' these blocks, we earnin' respect, From the Bronx to BK, we stack and protect. This is New York, born from the grind, Legends made here, one of a kind, Concrete flex, it's more than a rhyme, Mitty Fresh on the beat, timeless design. This is a Mitty Fresh Production… Yeah… uh… Bright lights fade… but the hustle alive, In the city of stone, only strong survive. Concrete flex, pressure applied, From Queens to the Heights, we let the money decide, Steel veins pumping, respect worldwide, This the part two, watch the city collide. Subway roar, echo in the veins, Streetlights flicker, blood in the drains, Every block built on stories untold, Legends carved deep in the concrete cold. Wordplay heavy, cadence cut raw, Every rhyme brick like a hustler's law, Shadow in the alley, voice in the rain, Power in the pain, ambition remains. Concrete flex, pressure applied, From Queens to the Heights, we let the money decide, Steel veins pumping, respect worldwide, This the part two, watch the city collide. Gold on my wrist but the soul stay hungry, Boardroom suits still built from the ugly, Flow stay surgical, bars like a scalpel, Life in the jungle, the grind is the chapel. Triplets in the rhyme, flow like a chase, Gunna-type bounce with a Brooklyn bass, Every word sharp, double-time precision, Blueprint dreams with a Hov-like vision. Skyscrapers watch, shadows move fast, History repeats, but the future gon' last, Concrete flex, yeah the city's our stage, Written in the lights, every block, every page. Concrete flex, pressure applied, From Queens to the Heights, we let the money decide, Steel veins pumping, respect worldwide, This the part two, watch the city collide. Concrete flex, part two in the book, Streets still talking, take another look, From the bottom to the top, the design stays true, New York heartbeat, forever brand new.

Mitty Fresh n' Da Gang - JET LAG www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com This is a Mitty Fresh production... Cabin lights low… seatbelt sign on… Wheels up, no sleep till dawn… Gate to gate, heart on roam… jet lag in my bones… Jet lag, bags tagged, stamp that page, New city, new wave, same big stage, Bésame rápido, runway haze, TLV to LAX, we set that blaze. Fast lane, clear frame, timing like a metronome, Triplet in the tongue, I'm sliding on a heptatone, Layover love, she texting on a presto phone, Duty-free drip, I'm walking with a hexachrome. Click-clack cadence - syncopated, spiral, 1-and-a-2, then I pivot on the vinyl, Spanish in the pocket, English on the final, Customs at the border, rhythm going primal. Muévete cerca, latidos al compás, Ojos de luna, dame un poco más, Ciudad tras ciudad, mi cuerpo sin paz. Jet lag, bags tagged, stamp that page, New city, new wave, same big stage, Bésame rápido, runway haze, CDMX a BCN, we set that blaze. Hands up - tray tables stow, Breath slow - let the cabin glow, Tick-tock - body clock low, Jet… lag… make the tempo grow. Aisle seat poet, turbulence of syllables, Rhyme scheme woven—polyrhythms visible, Passport pages flutter like a kick drum, Backbeat flips when the snares get critical. “Dámelo ahora,” she whisper at arrivals, “Quiero tu ritmo,” we dancing in spirals, Night shift sun in a neon revival, I land on the one like a vinyl survival. Jet lag, bags tagged, stamp that page, New city, new wave, same big stage, Bésame rápido, runway haze, JFK a MAD, we set that blaze. Cabin lights up… wheels kiss ground… Jet lag love… still hear that sound… Next gate, next fate… we round and round…

Mitty Fresh n' Da Gang - Golden Flow www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com This is a Mitty Fresh Production… Yeah… yeah… Golden flow… let it shine… Golden flow, mami shine so bright, Drip en mi cuello, diamonds in the night, Besos con fuego, rum with the ice, From the block to Monaco, we live the life. Stacks in the bag, vision in gold, Stories untold, but the rhythm unfold, Syllables bounce with a double time swing, Every line sharp, make the whole club sing. Bodies collide when the bassline drop, Candela en la pista, the vibe don't stop, Luxury taste, but the roots still street, Every rhyme heat, every cadence elite. Muévelo lento, dame pasión, Luz de la luna, corazón, Toda la noche, ritmo fatal, Perreo eterno, fiesta global. Golden flow, mami shine so bright, Drip en mi cuello, diamonds in the night, Besos con fuego, rum with the ice, From the block to Ibiza, we live the life. Flow… golden… Echo loud, the beat has spoken… Flow… golden… Worldwide vibe, forever open. Triplets in motion, rhyme interlaced, Spanish and English, a seamless embrace, Numbers go up, but the style stay raw, Crowd go insane when they hear that drawl. Flex bilingual, cadence insane, Heat in the chest, fuego in the vein, Golden flow ridin', shine in the dark, Club ignited, we leavin' a mark. Golden flow, mami shine so bright, Drip en mi cuello, diamonds in the night, Besos con fuego, rum with the ice, From the block to Tulum, we live the life. Golden… flow… Diamonds glow, the rhythm grow… Golden… flow… Forever worldwide…

Mitty Fresh n' Da Gang - Cold Cash www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com This is a Mitty Fresh Production… Yeah… yeah… Cold… cash… Feel that rhythm… last… Cold cash, stackin' in the moonlight, Fast life, movin' with the green light, Besos y cuerpos, fuego in the strobe light, Worldwide hustle, money make the vibe tight. Cold wrist, hot drip, movin' like a cyclone, Double up the pesos, digits on the iPhone, Backstreet shadows, trap beat echoes, Voices in the rhythm, speakin' in falsetto. Bodies intertwine to the sound of the snare, 808 thunder, smoke in the air, Every step timed, syllables sharp, Cadence on fire like a spark in the dark. Muévelo lento, dame calor, Piernas de fuego, pide más amor, Siente el pulso, ritmo brutal, Perreo salvaje, noche inmortal. Cold cash, stackin' in the moonlight, Fast life, movin' with the green light, Besos y cuerpos, fuego in the strobe light, Worldwide hustle, money make the vibe tight. Cash… cold… Let it echo, lose control… Cash… cold… Never stop, forever roll… Triplets in the rhyme when I ride on the beat, Cadence jumpin' heavy like the heat on the street, Words intertwine, syllables collide, Reggaetón swing with the trap on the side. Flex bilingual, rhythm get critical, Flow mathematical, energy physical, Lines overlap like a wave in the bay, Every bar hittin' like the drum when it sway. Cold cash, stackin' in the moonlight, Fast life, movin' with the green light, Besos y cuerpos, fuego in the strobe light, Worldwide hustle, money make the vibe tight. Cold… cash… Movin' fast, livin' last… Cold… cash… Forever worldwide…

Mitchell Frederick - Sweet Drips (Original Mix) www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com Feel that groove… Let the bassline take control… Yeah… yeah… Move your body… side to side, Feel the rhythm… deep inside, Close your eyes… hypnotize, Lose yourself… under neon skies. We don't stop till the sunrise, Tech house fever in your eyes, Feel the heat, we hypnotize, Dancin' free under neon skies. Higher… higher… higher… Take it higher… higher… higher… Sweat drips, rhythm alive, One beat, one love, one vibe, Bodies moving, bassline tight, Everybody here just testify. We don't stop till the sunrise, Tech house fever in your eyes, Feel the heat, we hypnotize, Dancin' free under neon skies. Take it higher, higher, higher, Lose control, set the night on fire, Take it higher, higher, higher, Let the sound be your desire. Move it… move it… move it… Groove it… groove it… groove it… Feel it… feel it… feel it… Lose it… lose it… lose it… We don't stop till the sunrise, Tech house fever in your eyes, Feel the heat, we hypnotize, Dancin' free under neon skies. Yeah… feel that groove… Tech house never dies…

Mitchell Frederick // Nocturnal Radio Live! Episode 051 www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com 00:00:00 Mitchell Frederick - Touch Me There (Original Mix) 00:04:20 Mau P - Like I Like It (Original Mix) 00:08:37 LOTTEN - Hello (Extended Mix) 00:12:05 DREYA V - Up Front (Extended Mix) 00:16:06 Ruso Eyh - Shabba (Movedeck Remix) 00:20:17 CHINEEN - One Day (Original Mix) 00:24:15 Rafael, Erez - Left Right (Extended Mix) 00:28:29 Fran - Studem (Original Mix) 00:32:15 COLO (IT) - Be Free (Original Mix) 00:35:57 Roland Clark - We Live In Space (Original Mix) 00:41:09 Bauti Tesei - Shake Dat (Extended Mix) 00:44:24 Biscits - 2C2 (Extended Mix) 00:47:10 Kyle Watson, Walker & Royce - Double Dutch (Extended Mix) 00:50:33 COLO (IT) - Walk Alone (Original Mix) 00:54:29 Biscits - Crush (Extended Mix) 00:58:53 Chris Lake, Odd Mob, Abel Balder - Ease My Mind (Odd Mob Extended Remix) 01:02:34 Gorgon City, John Summit, Rhys from the Sticks - Is Everybody Having Fun? (Extended Mix) 01:06:28 Cloonee, Young M.A, InntRaw - Stephanie (HNTR Remix) 01:09:28 Late London - Faded Dreams (Original Mix)

Mitty Fresh n' Da Gang - Playa & Dreams www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com This is a Mitty Fresh production… Yeah, yeah… let's ride… Summer forever… worldwide… Plaaya & dreams, we chasing the vibe, Sun on my skin, mami right by my side, Luz de la luna, stars in the sky, From the block to Miami, we worldwide. Fresh on the scene, ice cold drip, Waves in the back, champagne sip, Cameras flashin', digital streams, But I'm still that kid just chasing dreams. Dame ritmo, dame paz, Siente el fuego, vamos más, Toda la noche, sin final, El verano es tropical. Plaaya & dreams, we chasing the vibe, Sun on my skin, mami right by my side, Luz de la luna, stars in the sky, From the block to Miami, we worldwide. Late night cruising, rooftop view, Viento caliente, música too, Stackin' the pesos, flexin' the racks, Mitty worldwide, ain't no lookin' back. Shawty so fine, she movin' with ease, Body on fuego, she makin' me freeze, Palms in the air, whole crowd scream, We livin' forever, playa & dreams. Plaaya & dreams, we chasing the vibe, Sun on my skin, mami right by my side, Luz de la luna, stars in the sky, From the block to Miami, we worldwide. Mitty Fresh forever… Summer never die… Plaaya & dreams, worldwide.

Mitchell n' Gal - I Has the Feelings (Rehab Remix) I… has the feelings… That tonight gon' be… a very clean night, That tonight gon' be… a very sober night! I has the feelings… woo-hoo! We 12-steppin', making it right, I has the feelings… woo-hoo! Recovery family, we shining bright! Igor praying strong, Hasidic vibe, Ayelet yelling loud, she keep us alive, Yonatan's strict, drill sergeant tone, Boris look like Putin, sarcasm strong! Alexei vaping clouds, music in the air, Jenya flexin', silky gladiator flair, Gal with broken legs, still crackin' a smile, Mitchell on computers, nerding all the while! I has the feelings… woo-hoo! That sobriety gon' be so tight, I has the feelings… woo-hoo! We laugh, we heal, we fight the fight! Step one, admit — yo, we powerless man, Step two, higher power got the plan, Step three, surrender, give it away, Just for today… we don't stray. Meetings all day, groups in the hall, Jenya's the boss, he be runnin' it all, Homework, chores, clean up the mess, But we love each other — no shame, confess. Mazel tov, no more drugs, L'chaim with coffee mugs, We hug, we fight, we sing, we pray, Oy gevalt, we livin' today! I has the feelings… woo-hoo! That tonight gon' be a very sober night, I has the feelings… woo-hoo! Twelve steps deep, and we doin' it right. From the pain, came a family true, Crazy crew, but we pushin' through, Mitchell n' Gal — writing this song, Rehab forever, together we strong!

Mitty Fresh n' Da Gang - Calor y Cash www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com This is a Mitty Fresh production… Yeah, yeah… summertime, baby We takin' it worldwide, let's go Calor y cash, we bringin' the vibe, Summer nights, baby, we live on the high, Mami say “vente pa'ca”, let's ride, From the block to Ibiza, worldwide. Drippin' too hard, ice on my chain, Sun on my skin but I dance in the rain, Money keep comin', it's never the same, Internet boomin', they chantin' my name. Dame fuego, dame más, No pares nunca, vamos a bailar, El verano está loco, la música arde, Mira mi gente, la fiesta no tarde. Calor y cash, we bringin' the vibe, Summer nights, baby, we live on the high, Mami say “vente pa'ca”, let's ride, From the block to Ibiza, worldwide. Pull up suave, I'm movin' with ease, Trap in the club, all the shorties say “sí”, Roll up in the drop top, música loud, Worldwide flex, yeah we movin' the crowd. Shots in the air, tequila with lime, Mami so bad, she don't waste no time, On the rooftop, lights in the sky, We runnin' the summer, the vibe never die. Calor y cash, we bringin' the vibe, Summer nights, baby, we live on the high, Mami say “vente pa'ca”, let's ride, From the block to Ibiza, worldwide. Stackin' the pesos, countin' the racks, Todo mi gente, we never look back, Viento caliente, Miami to Spain, Carros exóticos, cruisin' the lane. Haters online, but they stuck in the past, We in the future, the rhythm gon' last, Digital era, the numbers don't lie, Millions of streams, and we still multiply. Noches locas, noches largas, Mueve el cuerpo, rompe las cargas, Feel the heat, don't slow it down, Worldwide party, we run this town. Calor y cash, we bringin' the vibe, Summer nights, baby, we live on the high, Mami say “vente pa'ca”, let's ride, From the block to Ibiza, worldwide. Yeah, yeah… This is Mitty Fresh on the track… Calor y cash, verano pa' siempre… Worldwide, worldwide…

Mitchell Frederick - Velvet Heat (Original Mix) www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com Touch my skin, electric fire, Pull me closer, feed desire. In the shadows, bodies slow, Every secret, let it show. Velvet heat… take control, Velvet heat… lose your soul. Eyes like poison, lips like wine, In this moment, you are mine. Breath so heavy, sweat so sweet, Every heartbeat on repeat. Take me under, take me slow, Don't let go, don't let go… “Close your eyes… feel me deeper… Close your eyes… one step nearer…” Skin to skin, we cross the line, Retro future, space and time. Heat consuming, night's command, Let me guide you, take my hand. Velvet heat… take control, Velvet heat… lose your soul. “Velvet heat… velvet heat…”

Mitchell Frederick - Love in Shadows (Original Mix) www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com "In the dark... I feel you near... In the smoke... you disappear..." "Lost inside this crowded room But your eyes pull me through Every beat, every move Feels like I'm falling into you" "Take me deeper... take me closer..." "Your hands on my skin, The night pulling us in, Love on the floor, We don't need more." "Lights are low... Bodies slow... Don't let go..." "Love in the shadows... Love in the shadows..." "I found you in the noise, I found you in the fire, This moment never ends, You're all that I desire..." "Love in the shadows... Love in the shadows..." "All I need... is you."

Mitchell Frederick - Take Me Over (Original Mix) www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com "I feel the bass… it's pulling me closer…" "Take me over… don't let me go… Body in the shadows… I'm losing control…" "Under the lights… I'm yours tonight… Take me over… take me alive…" "Touch on my skin… it's deeper within… Rhythm's a fire… burning again…" (Whispering vocal ad-libs, breathing, echoes) "All I need… is the sound of you… All I crave… is the way you move…" "Take me over… don't let me go… Body in the shadows… I'm losing control… Take me over… take me alive… Under the lights… we're hypnotized…" (Atmospheric pads fade, whispers trail out) "Take me over… over… over…"

Mitchell Frederick - Under Your Spell (Original Mix) www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com Whisper in the dark, you pull me closer, Body to body, it's taking over. Under your spell, can't let go, Heat in my chest, let it show. Under your spell, I'm losing time, Take me deeper, cross the line. Breath on my neck… rhythm inside, Eyes on me, nowhere to hide. Under your spell, no escape, Night keeps burning, hearts awake. Under your spell, I want more, Lost together on this floor.

Mitchell Frederick - Come for Me (Original Mix) www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com I see you watching Like you already know Your body's talking But you move so slow One touch, and it's done We're burning like the sun Say you want it now Don't try to run Come for me… Don't hold back Come for me… Lose the track Your hands are dangerous Your lips, they lie But in this moment I can't deny Every step, you're near You're the only sound I hear Let the lights go low Make it disappear Come for me… Feel the heat Come for me… On repeat Heat on my skin Pulse in my veins I don't care who sees Say my name Come for me… Lose control Come for me… Take it all

Mitchell Frederick - Touch and Go (Original Mix) www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com You walk in slow… Eyes say more than you know Every move's a warning But I'm still coming close One look… I'm undone Every breath… pulls me in I don't even care If this is where we begin Touch and go… You already know Touch and go… Don't let it show Your hands talk louder Than anything you could say Every step you take Pushes reason away One night… we both know What happens when we lose control Don't stop… don't slow This is how the story goes Touch and go… Feel it in your bones Touch and go… I'm already home Heartbeats in the dark No one else can see Every part of you Takes the best of me Touch and go… Now you know Touch and go… Don't let me go

Mitchell Frederick - Touch Me There (Original Mix) www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com I feel you walking in Like a wave I used to know My body tenses slow But my eyes won't let you go Whispers in the dark Hands without a sound You don't have to speak I feel you all around Touch me there… Where the silence used to sting Pull me close And don't say a thing Touch me there… Where the fire still breathes Under my skin In the places you leave You left a mark that glows Even in the coldest night And every time I close my eyes I feel it — deep inside Moonlight on the floor Our rhythm like a prayer Say my name with nothing Just your breath, just your stare Touch me there… Where you used to lose control Fall with me Let the rhythm take hold Touch me there… Where we used to burn I want the ache I want the return Touch me… Touch me there… Don't stop Don't care…

Mitchell Frederick - Back Again (Original Mix) www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com You walk in Same look Same fire Same pull You say nothing But I feel it Back again… We both knew it Your hands My waist No time Just taste Back again... Again... Again... You always come back again Again... Again... You always come back again Last time You said never But tonight Feels better Same song Same sweat Same game Same bet Eyes closed Bass high Say the word I won't lie Back again... Back again... Ooh you always come Back again Say it slow Take it in You… Back again Back again Yeah you back again Always want it You know how it ends

Mitchell Frederick - Whatcha Lookin' For (Original Mix) www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com You've been watchin' from the corner Like you know me… but you don't Maybe I'll come a little closer Maybe I won't You sip slow Eyes fast I walk by You crash Whatcha lookin' for? (Yeah) I could be the fire Or just the smoke Whatcha lookin' for? (Oh) Are you chasing love Or tryna let it go? You lean in, say you're lonely But your hands say something else I'm not a game - not your trophy I play for myself You lean in I lean back You want heat Can you match? Whatcha lookin' for? Say it slow Do you want the truth Or just the show? Whatcha lookin' for? Eyes on me But baby I don't Come for free I see you. You want it. Say it. Say it. Whatcha lookin' for... Still not sure? Thought so...

Mitchell Frederick - Stay a Little (Original Mix) Late again, you showed up quiet Eyes say more than you ever do I let it happen — don't deny it I keep the light on just for you Hands on my waist Words you don't say I could stop you But I want you to stay Stay a little… Don't go yet One more song One more breath Stay a little… Close that door One more taste Maybe more You say nothing, but I feel it Your rhythm moves under my skin I pretend I don't believe it But I'm already pulling you in Eyes in the dark Drunk on the sound You touch my hand And I'm not backing down Stay a little… Don't go yet One more song One more breath Stay a little… Lose that fear What you want… Is already here Stay a little... Just a little... You know you want to... Mmm... Stay a little... Close that door One more night Nothing more

Mitchell Frederick - Burn It Again (Original Mix) www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com You want heat? I brought it. Now show me something. Burn it again. No break. No breath. Just pressure. Just fire. Burn… it… again. Still here? Still chasing? I hope you're sure. 'Cause I'm not cooling down. Not tonight. Let it break you. Let it push. Now move. Burn it again. It's not over. You're not done. You know what to do. Don't stop. Hit it harder. Faster. No excuses. Let it burn. We did that. No regrets. Just flames. Ashes on the floor. Burnt… again.

Mitchell Frederick - Beneath the Skin (Original Mix) www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com You hear it. Low… Under everything. That's the sound you came for. Closer now. Beneath the skin. It moves. It burns. And you… You can't fight it. The air is heavy. You breathe it in. It owns you. Every pulse… Every touch… It's deeper now. Harder. Faster. But don't look away. This rhythm isn't leaving you. It's inside. It's alive. Whispers on your skin. Heat in your chest. Your body remembers… Even if your mind doesn't. One beat. One room. One truth. Stay here. Stay with me. Beneath the skin.

Mitchell Frederick - Come Closer (Original Mix) www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com I saw you watching. You didn't hide it. That's fine. I like when they don't. Come closer. Yeah… Right there. Don't say a word. Just… feel it. You don't need to understand me. Just move when I move. That's enough. You want it darker? I can do that. But you better keep up. Come closer… Don't stop now. I'm not here for forever. This is just… right now. But it's everything, isn't it? One night. One room. One rhythm. Come closer. Fade with me.

Mitchell Frederick - Hotline Drip (Original Mix) www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com Lyrics: Mmm... I know you saw me. Don't act brand new. You picked up… Now let's talk. This is the hotline. Late night… Dripping. You want in? You gotta move better than that. You're cute when you're lost. But I don't wait. Catch the groove... Or call me back later. Hotline's open. Beat's wet. I'm close. Stay on the line. You feel that drip? Yeah… That's me. All over this rhythm. Last call. You missed your chance. But this beat? It never hangs up. Mmm… Call ended.

Mitchell Frederick - Shadow Bloom (Original Mix) www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com It grows... In the dark. No eyes. Only feeling. Shadow bloom. Breathe it in. Move slow. It knows you. You're changing. I can see it. Petal by petal... Opening. Nothing to hide. No need to speak. Just listen. And bloom. Soft fire. Wet skin. Rhythm growing. You… unfolding. Shadow bloom. This was always you. Let it take shape... In silence.

Mitchell Frederick - Melt Signal (Original Mix) www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com This heat... It speaks... Through skin. This... is the signal. Melt with me. No language... Only movement. Only the code. Close your thoughts. Open your body. We're already... transmitting. This is the melt. This is the message. No time. Just rhythm. Just now. I see the pattern. The loop inside the loop. You… are glowing. Melt... into it. Let the signal take you.

Mitchell Frederick - Obey the Rhythm (Original Mix) www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com Listen… It's starting. No talking. Obey the rhythm. No face. No name. Only sweat. Only sound. Obey... The rhythm. You feel it now. It's inside you. Sync to the sound. Breathe… with it. Give in. Let go. You're not in control. I am. Obey… The rhythm. This is your place. This is your pulse. This is… the ritual. Obey the rhythm… Obey… Obey… (fade to silence)

Mitchell Frederick - Eyes Closed (Original Mix) www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com Eyes closed… No name… Just this beat… Don't stop. Feel that? Yeah… right there. Mmm… Shhh… Let go. You're already here… With me… Keep moving. Eyes closed. No rules now. Just rhythm… I'm still here… Inside this sound… Can you hear me? Eyes closed… Eyes closed… Eyes… closed…

Mitchell Frederick - Dame el Ritmo (Original Mix) Mmm... Ssshhh... Dame el ritmo... Don't talk. Feel me... Right... there. You want it? Come get it. Dame el ritmo... Mueve tu cuerpo. Mueve tu cuerpo... Feel the fire... Boom... boom... corazón. Just like that... Más fuerte... Touch without touching. Sin pensar... solo bailar. Cierra los ojos... Ven aquí... Más cerca... No pares... Te lo doy todo... Pero baila lento... You feel that? Dame el ritmo... Let it take you. Let me take control. Boom... boom... corazón. Late night... slow burn. No rules. Just rhythm. Ahora... Dámelo... Shhh... Don't stop now... Dame el ritmo... Again... And again... And again...

Mitchell Frederick - Boom Boom Corazón (Original Mix) Mmm... ¿Lo sientes? This night... is just for you. No talking… Just dance with me.

Mitchell Frederick - La Tentación (Original Mix) Lyrics: La noche... Tu cuerpo... La tentación... Mmm...

Mitchell Frederick - Just for Today (Anthem for the Addicts Who Chose to Rise) I used to wake up sick — heart heavy, mouth dry Prayin' to a God I swore I didn't believe in, askin', “Why?” Mirror never lied, but I stopped lookin' Numbed every feeling, but inside I was crooked I stole time, I broke trust, burned every bridge Said "this is the last time" — but I never did I wasn't evil — just empty and lost Never understood why love came with a cost But in that quiet, rock-bottom place I found something sacred in all that disgrace It wasn't a sermon, wasn't a sign It was one broken breath… and a choice to climb Just for today, I won't run I'll sit with the pain — I won't come undone Twelve steps deep, no shame in the fall We all crawl before we learn to stand tall Just for today, I'll be real Say what I feel and try to heal One breath, one step, one prayer at a time I'm still here… and that's a sign This is for the junkie in the trap house bed For the mother who can't get her baby outta her head For the vet with a bottle and a shaking hand For the kid on the run who don't understand You're not weak — you're wounded You ain't lost — you're human This ain't about guilt or who's to blame This is about breakin' the cycle and changin' the game Surrender ain't giving up — it's stepping back in Into the light, into the fight, into where you've been Higher Power — call it God, the group, or the sky Whatever keeps you clean… that's your why Just for today, I choose to stay Even when the voices beg me to stray Twelve steps deep — with brothers, with truth We rebuild from the wreckage of youth Just for today, I'll hold the line I ain't perfect, but this soul is mine I'm not who I was, and I'm not afraid I'm alive, I'm awake — just for today "You made it this far. So stay. Just for today. That's all it takes."

Mitchell Frederick - Mami on Fire (Original Mix) Mmm... Lo sientes? Yeah...

Mitchell Frederick - Только Сегодня (Just for Today) Я падал, как камень, в пропасть без дна, Стал рабом себе, но не знал, что вина — Это крик по любви, что я прятал внутри, Но боль не уходит, пока не скажи: “Я болен, спаси.” Мир смеялся, я смеялся в ответ, Но за шуткой прятал голод, жажду и бред. Сквозь ломку и стыд, через тысячи срывов — Я искал себя в бутылках, таблетках и дымах. Но в тишине я услышал зов — Сила выше, чем страх и кровь. Я упал — но именно там Я нашёл свою душу, нашёл храм. Только сегодня — я жив, я иду, Через тьму — к свету, по шагу, по кругу. Двенадцать ступеней — мой мост через ад, И каждый из нас — не один, не назад. Мы поднимаемся, даже когда боль, Мы выбираем веру, а не роль. Только сегодня — не завтра, не в снах — Я свободен. Я жив. Иду в небесах. Брат мой, сестра — если ты на краю, Знай: у нас есть путь, я держу твою руку. Сдача — не слабость, сдача — ключ, Когда ты устал — доверься, отпусти, включи. Спонсор рядом, группа как дом, Читаем шаги — как карты в огонь. Пишем свои страхи, молимся вслух, И в каждом круге — есть Бог, не слух. Моя высшая сила — не религия, нет. Это свет внутри, когда вокруг тьма и бред. Я не святой, но я не мёртв — Я выжил, и значит — я обрёл кровь. Только сегодня — один день живи, Отпусти контроль, и душой гори. Двенадцать шагов — и Бог говорит: "Ты достоин, ты силён — иди, твори!" Мы все были в аду, но теперь на пути, Мы не сломаны — мы научились цвести. Только сегодня — каждый шаг как крик: Я больше не прячусь, я больше не псих! "Мы больны не потому, что слабы... А сильны — потому что признаём это."

Mitchell & The Dubs Cartel - Red Flag Romance She got a tattoo where her ex's name used to be Covered it up with a cherry and a knife emoji Met her on a Tuesday, lips taste like rage Said she left her man but still got him caged She said, “I ghost fast, so don't get wise” Then whispered dirty things while lockin' eyes Her nails like daggers, heels like sin You don't fall for girls like her — but I always give in She don't love — she devours Only texts at ungodly hours No “good morning,” just “where you at?” She's a walking heartbreak — and I'm cool with that Red flag romance, yeah, I see the signs But she dances on the edge and I like the lines She bites, she lies, she burns slow She's poison in perfume — but I can't say no Yeah, it's twisted, it's toxic, it's sick But I keep coming back just to feel that hit Red flag romance, late-night trance She ruins my life — but she makes me dance I left my morals at her front gate She said, “Don't catch feelings, show up late” She got drama like it's designer wear And I wear it proud when she pulls my hair She crash at mine but still wear his chain Laughin' while causin' dopamine pain A little psycho, a little elite I hate how she loves me — but damn it's sweet She don't care what your mama said She drinks your soul and leaves your bed She's not the type you bring to brunch But she'll ruin your life with a perfect touch Red flag romance, lips like war But I keep knockin' on her devil's door She wild, she wrong, she wrecks the vibe But I lose myself when I'm deep inside It's chaos, it's cruel, it's bliss She's the kind of problem I'll always miss Red flag romance — no turning back She's gasoline and I'm the match "This'll never work..." "...but it already did."

Mitchell & The Dubs Cartel - Backdoor Fantasy Met her at her daughter's sweet sixteen Told me, “You're too young… but damn, you're lean.” She got wine breath and divorce dreams Ex-hubby left her, now she livin' clean Taught me how to roll with manicured hands Said “Call me Miss, but don't tell the fam” Now I'm sneakin' in while her girls are asleep All my boys smash the daughters - but I'm in too deep She said, “You're trouble, but you make me feel twenty” I said, “I'm broke, but I give good company” She got heels on and a silk robe swingin' Alexa playin' Marvin while the neighbors start ringin' She's my backdoor fantasy, in a towel and a tan Pourin' Chardonnay while I roll the gram All my friends brag, they got the daughters on tap But mama want me, and she don't hold back She's my heartbreak habit, daytime sin Said I taste like freedom and tonic with gin Poolside lover, secret queen She's the woman of my dreams in them ripped-up jeans Her ex still pays for the Lexus coupe But I drive her wild in a busted Subaru Her texts hit diff - no emojis, no games Just “door's unlocked” and a pic that's flames She call me “baby” in a whisper tone Cookin' eggs in her robe when we home alone I never stayed for love, just the way she moans Now I'm readin' her books and puttin' down my phone Is it wrong if it feels this right? Tastes like scandal, smells like spice I'm the reason she ain't cryin' at night I'm the candle she lights when she turns off the lights She's my backdoor fantasy, shoppin' in lace With a grown woman vibe and a teen-boy taste All my crew got stories ‘bout the girls next door But mama got the fire that I'm beggin' for Yeah, she's my love in the grey zone, Late night ringtone Says she's done with boys, but I make her feel grown I ain't just the side - I'm the plot twist prize While they brag on scraps, I dine where the soul lies

[Куплет 1] Просыпаюсь рано — солнце в окно Кофе готов, сердце дышит легко В 10 утра наш круг начинается Алексей нас слушает, всё получается Йонатан ведёт — спокоен, как скала Игорь — душа, он находит слова Говорим, что раньше было в тени Теперь честно, без страхов внутри [Пре-хор] Домом рулит Борис — порядок как в армии Аелет следит, чтоб не упали в карме Полы чистим, постель — как лист Очищаемся снаружи и изнутри, как и есть [Припев – Хоровой, торжественный] Мы — как феникс, из огня, без вины Чистый день — и не одни 12 шагов, “просто сегодня” Вместо тумана — честная дорога Ломаем стены, открыта дверь Здесь настоящая правда теперь Без масок, без лжи — только свет Мы выбираем жизнь, не ждём смерть [Куплет 2] Три горячих блюда — день как ритуал Пишем истории, сбрасываем шквал Йога, массаж, дыхание и ритм Живём по-настоящему — в этом и есть стиль Арт-терапия ломает броню Психодрама лечит внутреннюю войну Где раньше был страх и стыд Теперь цель — в звёзды летим, держим нить [Бридж – речитатив или напевно, с эхом] Сдаёмся силе, что выше нас Доверяем, снимаем маск Учимся верить — себе, не врагам В этой семье нет чужих, нет "там" [Куплет 3 – Посвящён владельцам] Есть тут три сердца, что держат весь мир: Женя говорит “жизнь моя” — с любовью и силой внутри Зорик — хозяин, король своего двора Он стоит как стена — за всех, как семья Биана — самая заботливая в мире душа В её глазах спокойствие, в сердце — тишина Благодаря им у нас дом, не просто стены Феникс — не просто центр, а путь к Вселенной [Финальный припев – с гармониями и полным составом] Мы — как феникс, сгораем и встаём С болью прощаемся — и растём Из пепла строим новый дом Где каждый — любим, и никто не сломлён Каждый день — как дар, шаг за шагом В Фениксе падаем — и поднимаем Из темноты — к свету, к теплу С “просто сегодня” мы идём ко дню [Аутро – с голосом в тишине] "Ты не один. Ты никогда не был один. Добро пожаловать в восход."

[Verse 1] Wake up early with the sun on my face Coffee brewin', breathin' into grace Group at ten, Alexei leads the way We speak our truth, no fear today Yanathan grounds us with calm and intent Igor helps us express what we've spent Writing the pain we used to deny Now we face it, eye to eye [Pre-Chorus] Boris keeps the house flowin' smooth Ayelet makes sure we find our groove We mop, we sweep, we make our beds We clear our minds, not just our heads [Chorus – Anthemic] We're phoenix rising, out of the flame One day clean, but never the same Twelve steps deep and learning to stay Just for today, just for today We break down walls, we open the door To something real, to something more No shame, no mask, just love and breath We're choosing life, not waiting for death [Verse 2] Three hot meals, we eat and reflect Write our stories and gain self-respect Yoga on Wednesdays, massage when we can We learn to live like a whole new man Art therapy cracks the shell we wore Psychodrama helps us explore The anger, the grief, the joy, the scars Now we aim higher, we're reachin' for stars [Bridge – Spoken or Melodic with Echo FX] We surrender to a power greater than us In this house, we learn how to trust Not just in God, but in ourselves Putting fear and guilt back on the shelves [Final Chorus – With Group Vocals & Harmony] We're phoenix rising, from hurt and haze Finding clarity in honest days Building a future with hands once numb We're healing loud, we ain't playing dumb Each day's a gift, no matter how slow At Phoenix we fall — then rise and grow From silence to strength, we make our way One truth, one breath — just for today Outro – Fade with Voice Sample “You're not alone. You never were. Welcome to the rise.”

Mitchell & The Dubs Cartel - Ride or Vibe She pulled up in a beat-up Jeep Hair in a bun, no shoes on her feet Said, “You got room for two and some bad decisions?” I said, “Only if you bring your intuition” Sang along to 90s hits Barely knew the words, but she never missed Took a wrong turn just to chase the view I think I fell when she stole my crew neck too We got no plans, no rules, just tunes Pink lemonade and a rising moon If this ain't love, I don't need the real thing Just her laugh on loop and the joy it brings She's my ride or vibe, sweet like July Burnin' like a fire in a summer night sky Got me all in, no second try If this is just a phase, I don't wanna say goodbye Sun kissed lips, low tide high Caught in her orbit, don't ask why She ain't mine, but she feels so right She's my ride or vibe — just for the night Taught me how to roll it tight Then kissed me under neon light Told me, “Don't get deep,” but her eyes betrayed her Now she's singin' to the speaker like I made her Snuck into the pool after hours Her perfume mixed with wildflowers We don't talk future, we talk now And that's enough to make my heart say “wow” Maybe we burn out with the sunset Maybe we're more than a quick text But while the ocean hums this tune She's my every beat in June She's my ride or vibe, sweet like July Burnin' like a fire in a summer night sky Got me all in, no second try If this is just a phase, I don't wanna say goodbye Sun kissed lips, low tide high Caught in her orbit, don't ask why She ain't mine, but she feels so right She's my ride or vibe — yeah, she's my ride or vibe We don't need forever Just right now Barefoot hearts On borrowed time Let's vibe…

Mitchell & The Dubs Cartel - Built for the Storm I've been broke, I've been bent, I've been counted out Took L's like trophies, that's what life's about Seen the tide try to pull me under But I rise like waves after thunder Mama said, "You ain't made to play safe" So I chase dreams, not minimum wage Scars on my knuckles, sun in my face I'm the proof you can still win the race No umbrella, just a backbone Out here dancin' in the cyclone Let 'em talk — we already won We don't break, we bend with the sun I'm built for the storm, born in the fire Got hit with the pain, came back higher No map, just rhythm and desire Even rock bottom couldn't break my choir Yeah, I thrive when the skies turn grey I make gold from the mess they made I'm built for the storm — That's why I still play Raised by wolves, fed by hustle Learned to turn every scar to muscle Life threw fists, I threw rhythm Now I two-step through every system No mentor, just mistakes No blueprint, just breaks But the beat still knocks And my faith still wakes Let the rain come — we ain't runnin' Let the winds blow — still strummin' We don't wait for the sun to shine We bring light with every rhyme I'm built for the storm, born in the fire Got hit with the pain, came back higher No map, just rhythm and desire Even rock bottom couldn't break my choir Yeah, I thrive when the skies turn grey I make gold from the mess they made I'm built for the storm — Still dancin' in the rain (voice echo) "Some of us weren't made for calm seas... We were made for the waves."

Mitchell & The Dubs Cartel - She Only Loves Me In The Summer She got sunblock on her shoulder, Tastes like mango and rum cola Ripped jean shorts and a loose band tee She said, “Boy, don't you catch no feels for me” She don't text back when the leaves turn brown Only hits me up when she's back in town By the shore with that look in her eye Like we never said goodbye She got a tan line heart and a no-strings soul She laughs like she's never getting old But when the fire dies, so do we Like sandcastles washed back to sea She only loves me in the summer Only wants me when it's hot We burn like vinyl in the backseat Then she's gone like she forgot It's a fling, not forever But damn, it feels so clever Yeah, she only loves me in the summer... And I let her We got beachside secrets, motel sheets Ocean waves and stolen beats She's barefoot dancin' through my mind A full moon kiss with no rewind I play cool but I'm losin' sleep She don't promise what she can't keep She's a postcard written in heat And I'm just the boy she sees between I never said it would last forever I'm just chasing the weather And baby, you knew the score... This love was made for the shore She only loves me in the summer Only when the sun's on blast We melt like ice on the boardwalk Then it's over way too fast It's a fling, not forever But we still surf that pleasure She only loves me in the summer... And I'll remember She said, “Don't fall too deep, babe... I'm seasonal.” And I said, “Yeah... but so is magic.”

Mitchell & The Dubs Cartel - Sunset Schemes She came through with a sunburn and a smile Hopped the fence, barefoot, said, "Stay wild" Tossed her shades on the dash, lit a smoke Told me, “Rules are for fools that stay broke” Ocean breeze with the bass turned loud Tats on her hips, got the crew feelin' proud Sippin' rum out the bottle, no class But damn if she didn't make time move fast No plan, no map, just heat Dirty flip-flops, dancin' in the street If you ask what we're chasin' tonight... Just sayin' whatever feels right We got sunset schemes and barefoot dreams Palm tree highs and late night themes Throwin' shade to the 9-to-5 We ain't here to work — we came to thrive Burnin' that loud, dancin' in steam Life's too short not to chase that gleam No regrets in the afterglow If you know, you know — now let's go I got salt in my hair, soul in my chest Feelin' rich with nothin' but a tank top and zest She got eyes like a shot of mezcal One sip in and I'm already down bad Speaker's blown, but we don't care Sun kissed skin, hands in the air No curfew, no callin' it quits Just rebels on the run with these moonlit hits Oooooh, don't need much Just a beat, a flame, and a lover's touch We ride the waves like we ride our fate Tonight feels like it could elevate We got sunset schemes and barefoot dreams Palm tree highs and late night themes Throwin' shade to the 9-to-5 We ain't here to work — we came to thrive Burnin' that loud, dancin' in steam Life's too short not to chase that gleam No regrets in the afterglow If you know, you know — now let's go Let's go, let's go... Sippin' sunset... Ayo pass that... Cartel vibes, baby...

Mitchell Frederick - Nocturnal Radio Live! Episode 50 00:00:00 Pimp Chic! - Stick-Up (Original Mix) 00:03:10 AYYBO - RIZZ (Extended Mix) 00:06:11 Mr. Belt & Wezol - It's Not Right But It's Okay (Extended) 00:08:57 San Pacho - Baby Got Back (Original Mix) 00:11:56 San Pacho, GREG (BR) - Born Funky (Original Mix) 00:15:41 Prospa - Don't Stop (Extended Mix) 00:18:11 ACID HARRY - AY PAPI (Original Mix) 00:21:56 Bob Marley & The Wailers, FISHER - Jamming (FISHER Rework) 00:24:28 Nonô, Sofi Tukker - Pick Up The Phone (Original Mix) 00:27:11 CID - Can You Really Feel Me (Extended Mix) 00:30:23 Seeing Double - Dance MF (Original Mix) 00:32:57 Adam Sellouk, Doriann (IL) - Nocturnal (Extended Mix) 00:36:16 PAWSA - DOUBLE C (From F1® The Movie; Extended Mix) 00:38:29 Void, Kieran San Jose - FLY (Original Mix) 00:41:27 Mau P - The Less I Know The Better (Extended Mix) 00:43:20 Max Styler - Inferno (Original Mix) 00:46:35 Twin Diplomacy - I Got Feelings (Extended Mix) 00:48:50 Chris Lake, Ragie Ban - Toxic (Extended Mix) 00:52:18 Quliano - Nyc (Extended Mix) 00:56:01 Nico Rac - On The Floor (Original Mix) 00:59:43 Duke & Jones - Show Me The Money (Extended Mix) 01:02:09 Truth x Lies - Beat Super Bumpin' (Extended Mix) 01:05:21 Dom Dolla, Daya - Dreamin feat. Daya (Extended Mix)

Mitchell & The Dubs Cartel - I Can't Find the Vibe Got a vape pen, dead again, battery fried She said “You're too old to be outside” I said “Girl I paved the path you walk” She rolled her eyes and hit me with a TikTok Tried to chill at the beach with my boombox tunes They called me “vintage,” said I “used cartoons” I got Crocs on sport mode, socks up high And apparently that means I wanna die? I don't get your slang, I'm lost in the mist You got ten identities and an allergy list You cancel a taco for cultural theft But steal my vinyls like you pressed 'em yourself I can't find the vibe, it's ghostin' me Gen Z's got beef with my skinny jeans I just wanna smoke and watch cartoons But I'm too old for Discord, too young for The News Yeah, I can't find the vibe, it left the chat Tried BeReal but I don't post like that I miss MySpace and AIM away signs Now all I got is back pain and good rhymes They got middle parts, we got receding lines They pay for WiFi and complain online I said “pull up,” they said “that's sus” And I'm the one who pays their Uber Plus They ask for a sign, but I'm all outta zodiacs I'm Capricorn rising, but I'm not your dad I texted “K,” they said “that's cold” But I'm not mad, I'm just thirty years old “Listen Gen Z... we love you... but you need a hug, a real one... not a virtual emoji sandwich... also, we invented memes. You're welcome.” I can't find the vibe, it blocked my soul Tried to Venmo my dealer, he said “Use Zelle, bro” I still burn CDs like it's '03 They stream AI rappers with no melody I can't find the vibe, it's lost in the feed Too many filters, not enough weed I'm just tryna roll with my tribe But now I need two apps just to feel alive I miss the days when vibes came free... ...and all you needed was a mixtape and iced tea. (...and someone who didn't ask your pronouns mid-sesh)

Mitchell & The Dubs Cartel - Late Checkout Told the front desk we ain't leavin' Keys on the counter, but we still breathin' Room service with the shades drawn Sunlight hittin' like a new dawn She got glitter on her collarbone My chain's tangled in her iPhone She said, “You ever sleep?” I said, “Hardly.” “We pay the price just to crash the party.” Plastic cups on the balcony ledge Cigarette burns on a Gideon's edge Heaven's booked, we ain't checkin' in But we might check out - just not this weekend We got no bags packed, no plans made Just vibes on loop and a sweet escape It's a late checkout, baby, hold that space Room 420 with the sun on our face Mini fridge empty, but the soul's on full Running on fumes, but we never dull Voicemail from Monday, I let it ring We live like legends, not like kings Back of the Uber, spinnin' our sins Old cassette deck still playin' The Strokes in Neon Bible in the drawer for luck And a do-not-disturb on everything we touch Mitchell: You ever feel like this world's on pause? Dubs: Like the clock got tired of tickin' laws Mitchell: We write our rules on hotel slips Dubs: And leave with nothin' but apocalypse tips We got no bags packed, no plans made Just vibes on loop and a sweet escape It's a late checkout, baby, hold that space Room 420 with the sun on our face Yeah, it's a late checkout, no need to race One more night ‘til we vanish without a trace

Mitchell Frederick - Nocturnal Radio Live! Episode 049 1 Alex Dovo Louie Dager Max Vitelli - Alex Dovo Louie Dager Max Vitelli - Wynwood Original Mix 2 Lorenzo Dotti - Lorenzo Dotti - My Life Original Mix 3 Risck - Risck - Feel The Funk Original Mix 4 Risck - Risck - Water Drive Original Mix 5 Joe Vanditti - Joe Vanditti - Watcha Gonna Do Original Mix 6 Aaron Martin - Aaron Martin - Gang Yo Original Mix 7 Aitor Astiz - Aitor Astiz - 4Motion Original Mix 8 Chamo AR - Chamo AR - BoomBoom KiRKie Remix 9 David San - David San - Damsun Original Mix 10 Eddy M - Eddy M - Buddy Dj Original Mix 11 ENNE BR Mz Burn - ENNE BR Mz Burn - Secret Place Original Mix 12 Frederik Anthony - Frederik Anthony - Alright Original Mix 13 James Dexter - James Dexter - Fresh Original Mix 14 King Julian - King Julian - 12 OClock Original Mix 15 Omari - Omari - Dance With Me Original Mix 16 SIDE B - SIDE B - She Feel it Original Mix 17 Umberto Pagliaroli - Umberto Pagliaroli - Low Original Mix 18 White Off Gabriele Agostino - White Off Gabriele Agostino - Black Black Original Mix 19 Yamagucci Mary Jane US - Yamagucci Mary Jane US - Please You Original Mix

Mitchell & The Dubs Cartel - Two Blunts & a Bus Ride I woke up late, my rent's past due Ashtray full and nothin' to do Put on some shades, slid on my Vans Walked out the door with empty plans Ran into Shay at the bodega line She said, “You still broke?” I said, “Feelin' fine” She passed a J, I took a hit The world slowed down, I said, “This is it” Two blunts and a bus ride to nowhere We got no cash, but we don't care Got my headphones blastin' some Marley Feelin' irie, life ain't hardly What they promised on the TV screen But the sun's out bright, and my soul feels clean Saw a punk rock kid with a dog named Blue Strummin' some chords, said, “Mind if I join you?” We passed it 'round, swapped some laughs Talked about love, and overdraft The driver yelled, “Yo! You can't smoke here!” But we just smiled, disappeared All I need is a little breeze Some freedom and a bag of treats System's cracked, but I won't bend I got cheap thrills and real friends Two blunts and a bus ride to nowhere We got no stress, just messy hair Tell the suits and ties they can keep their lies We got backbeats and clear blue skies So if you feel lost, come catch a ride We're headed nowhere with nothin' to hide Life's too short to be too still So roll one up and ride the thril

Mitchell & The Dubs Cartel - Flip-Flops & Felonies Caught a wave in a coffee cup Lit a spliff, now I'm wakin' up Mailbox full of bills I won't pay Tossed ‘em out, hit the beach anyway Met a girl with a tattooed wrist Said her ex ran scams, now he don't exist She laughed, said “Life's one big scheme” Then stole my lighter and dipped from the scene Flip-flops and felonies Broken boards and burgundy dreams Ain't got much, but I got the breeze And a beat-up deck with no receipts Skatin' past all the suits and rules Livin' like I dropped outta school They say I'm lost - I say I'm free Just flip-flops and felonies Back of the bus with a busted phone Screenshot maps just to get back home Caught the vibe from a rooftop jam Drum circle lit, cops didn't give a damn Tried to write a verse, but I lost the pen Used a matchstick on my arm again Truth is, I ain't got a five-year plan Just a bag of tricks and a suntan Flip-flops and felonies Spray paint tags and midnight sprees Ain't got rent, but I got a beat And a melody that don't miss a beat Sidewalk's hot, but my soul's on chill Duct tape wallet, hundred-dollar will They say I'm nuts - I say I'm me Just flip-flops and felonies Ohh, these streets ain't paved in gold But they got stories I was told From the bodegas to the boardwalk breeze I find my truth in moments like these So light one up for the ones who roam No fixed address, but we still feel home We ain't rich, but we got what we need Just flip-flops and felonies

Little Lucifer - A Fallen Star (Fiction Novel Deep Dive) Who is Mitchell and what is his significance? Mitchell is a seemingly ordinary three-year-old baby who unexpectedly arrives in the lives of Vladimir and Inna. However, beneath his innocent exterior lies a profound and unsettling truth: he is Lucifer, the fallen angel, reincarnated. His arrival marks the beginning of extraordinary events that threaten to rewrite the cosmic narrative and disrupt the delicate balance between heaven and hell. Mitchell's significance lies in his dual nature, his potential for both immense good and catastrophic evil, and the impact his existence has on the mortal and celestial realms. How do Vladimir and Inna react to the arrival of baby Mitchell? Vladimir and Inna, two ordinary individuals living a quiet suburban life, are initially shocked and bewildered by the sudden appearance of Mitchell. Vladimir is particularly unnerved by the baby's intense stare and the improbability of the situation, questioning his own sanity. Inna, ever the pragmatist, is struck by Mitchell's beauty but remains cautious. As Mitchell grows, they grapple with the increasingly apparent signs of his unholy nature, ranging from subtle mischief to unsettling displays of power. They struggle to reconcile the demonic essence of their child with their parental love and their desire for a normal life, often finding themselves in disbelief and denial. What are some of the early, subtle signs of Mitchell's true nature? The early signs of Mitchell's demonic nature are not dramatic but rather insidious and unsettling. These include an unnerving intensity in his gaze even as an infant, objects moving inexplicably in his presence, a miniature train engine disappearing and reappearing in the refrigerator, and a rusty spark plug glowing with an eerie light. He also hums low, unsettling tunes and displays a precocious and disturbing talent for mischief, hinting at the chaos and manipulation associated with his true identity. These incidents serve as whispers from the abyss, designed to unsettle and confuse those around him. How does Mitchell's musical talent manifest and what role does it play in the narrative? Mitchell's musical talent emerges early and is far beyond the capabilities of a normal child. Even as a toddler, his playing on a toy keyboard is described as a "seizure of the instrument," producing complex, unsettlingly perfect compositions. His music ranges from haunting nocturnes to furious storms of sound, reflecting both chaos and order, light and darkness. His talent becomes a central aspect of the narrative, serving as a primary means through which his otherworldly nature manifests. It attracts attention, fuels his potential rise to fame, and becomes a battleground for his potential redemption or damnation. Music also serves as a rediscovered passion for Vladimir, creating an unexpected bond with his son. What is the central conflict or decision that Vladimir, Inna, and the reader face regarding Mitchell's future? The central conflict revolves around the question of how to deal with Mitchell's extraordinary and potentially dangerous nature. This manifests in various forms, such as whether to pursue formal musical training or street performance, and ultimately culminates in the fundamental choice of whether to guide him towards redemption or allow him to embrace his demonic nature. The reader plays a crucial role in making these decisions, and the narrative branches based on these choices, leading to vastly different outcomes for Mitchell, his family, and the world.