On, On and On (Female)

Classic boom bap drums and punchy bass lay the groove, The soulful female lead delivers with a bold, sassy timbre and crisp enunciation, Modern touches—chopped samples, subtle synths, Soulful female backups respond in layered harmonies, creating dynamic interplay, Tight structure, energetic drop

[Intro – High Pitch Vocal Sample]

on
on
and on
on
on
and on

[Verse 1]

Phone buzzed at 3,
said “urgent” in red.
Didn’t even flinch—
just turned in bed.

I got screens in my dreams,
notifications that sting.
My life’s on demand,
and I miss missing things.

Told my boss I’m fine,
while I clenched my teeth.
He said “great work ethic,”
but I forgot how to breathe.

Woke up wired,
like a server farm.
Still smiled for the Zoom
with the static charm.

And my laughs sound pre-set,
like a podcast bit.
I'm a highlight reel
on an infinite skit.

I’m a playlist, a password,
a ping in the mist.
And I vanish in seconds
like the stories I missed.

[Hook – Mantra-style Loop, layered harmonies]

on
on
and on
on
on
and on

[loop repeats over full beat; gospel claps + digital noise swells]
[fx: "log out," "stay ready," "scroll," whispered under the loop]

[Verse 2 – Faster, breathless delivery, fragmented focus]

I’m a battery drained at full display,
charging slow in the noise and grey.
Scroll till my thumb gets sore—
but it’s still not enough,
still swiping for more.

I got habits like tabs I can’t close.
Thoughts glitch out
in a feed that froze.

Tried meditation—got an app for that.
Now I track my peace
with a graph and stat.

Tried a day off—
but I posted about it.
Burnout’s cool
if you hashtag around it.

And the blue light love
hits soft at night,
but it takes my sleep
like a satellite.

I’m “always reachable,”
but I miss me.
Every status I set
feels like a plea.

Tried to pray,
but my signal dropped.
Even God got busy
and the chat just stopped.

[Hook – Final Pass, Emotional Height]

on
on
and on
on
on
and on

[add: distorted echoes, multi-voice chant layers]
[drums: driving kick + syncopated fills + rumbling sub-bass]
[synth: soaring lead over warm, glitched gospel chords]
[fx: modem crackle, dial-tone reversal, whispered “unplug…”]

[Outro – Glitch and Collapse]

[drums drop out, reverb fades the beat]
[sample: “on / on / and on” slows, pitch bends downward]
[synth: shimmering organ drone held then dissolves]
[final fx: deep inhale, followed by nothing but soft vinyl hiss]

(whispered)
on...
and on...

On, on and On
mmmmm[
Drum fills]
[Verse 2 reprise,  Female vocal]
I’m a battery drained at full display,
charging slow in the noise and grey.
Scroll till my thumb gets sore—
but it’s still not enough,
still swiping for more.

I got habits like tabs I can’t close.
Thoughts glitch out
in a feed that froze.

Tried meditation—got an app for that.
Now I track my peace
with a graph and stat.

Tried a day off—
but I posted about it.
Burnout’s cool
if you hashtag around it.

And the blue light love
hits soft at night,
but it takes my sleep
like a satellite.

I’m “always reachable,”
but I miss me.
Every status I set
feels like a plea.

Tried to pray,
but my signal dropped.
Even God got busy
and the chat just stopped.

[Hook – Female vocal only]

on
on
and on
on
on
and on

[Outro ]

(whispered)
on...
and on... You got it...,,Goin' On
[Boom bap ending]

3430/7500

[Intro – High Pitch Vocal Sample] on on and on on on and on [Verse 1] Phone buzzed at 3, said “urgent” in red. Didn’t even flinch— just turned in bed. I got screens in my dreams, notifications that sting. My life’s on demand, and I miss missing things. Told my boss I’m fine, while I clenched my teeth. He said “great work ethic,” but I forgot how to breathe. Woke up wired, like a server farm. Still smiled for the Zoom with the static charm. And my laughs sound pre-set, like a podcast bit. I'm a highlight reel on an infinite skit. I’m a playlist, a password, a ping in the mist. And I vanish in seconds like the stories I missed. [Hook – Mantra-style Loop, layered harmonies] on on and on on on and on [loop repeats over full beat; gospel claps + digital noise swells] [fx: "log out," "stay ready," "scroll," whispered under the loop] [Verse 2 – Faster, breathless delivery, fragmented focus] I’m a battery drained at full display, charging slow in the noise and grey. Scroll till my thumb gets sore— but it’s still not enough, still swiping for more. I got habits like tabs I can’t close. Thoughts glitch out in a feed that froze. Tried meditation—got an app for that. Now I track my peace with a graph and stat. Tried a day off— but I posted about it. Burnout’s cool if you hashtag around it. And the blue light love hits soft at night, but it takes my sleep like a satellite. I’m “always reachable,” but I miss me. Every status I set feels like a plea. Tried to pray, but my signal dropped. Even God got busy and the chat just stopped. [Hook – Final Pass, Emotional Height] on on and on on on and on [add: distorted echoes, multi-voice chant layers] [drums: driving kick + syncopated fills + rumbling sub-bass] [synth: soaring lead over warm, glitched gospel chords] [fx: modem crackle, dial-tone reversal, whispered “unplug…”] [Outro – Glitch and Collapse] [drums drop out, reverb fades the beat] [sample: “on / on / and on” slows, pitch bends downward] [synth: shimmering organ drone held then dissolves] [final fx: deep inhale, followed by nothing but soft vinyl hiss] (whispered) on... and on... On, on and On mmmmm[ Drum fills] [Verse 2 reprise, Female vocal] I’m a battery drained at full display, charging slow in the noise and grey. Scroll till my thumb gets sore— but it’s still not enough, still swiping for more. I got habits like tabs I can’t close. Thoughts glitch out in a feed that froze. Tried meditation—got an app for that. Now I track my peace with a graph and stat. Tried a day off— but I posted about it. Burnout’s cool if you hashtag around it. And the blue light love hits soft at night, but it takes my sleep like a satellite. I’m “always reachable,” but I miss me. Every status I set feels like a plea. Tried to pray, but my signal dropped. Even God got busy and the chat just stopped. [Hook – Female vocal only] on on and on on on and on [add: distorted echoes, multi-voice chant layers] [drums: driving kick + syncopated fills + rumbling sub-bass] [synth: soaring lead over warm, glitched gospel chords] [fx: modem crackle, dial-tone reversal, whispered “unplug…”] [Outro ] [drums drop out, reverb fades the beat] [sample: “on / on / and on” slows, pitch bends downward] [synth: shimmering organ drone held then dissolves] [final fx: deep inhale, followed by nothing but soft vinyl hiss] (whispered) on... and on... You got it...,,Goin' On [Boom bap ending]

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