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Words and Raps - @dannyonionz
Mix and Master - @mixbydarwin 
Video Editing - @mitkodonev_

1920s featuring Chris Anderson is streaming everywhere now.

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Words and Raps by Danny Onionz and Chris Anderson
Music Produced by Jay Rhydon
Mix and Master by MixByDarwin
Cover Art by Danny Onionz

Playing with fire, I love when you burn me 
It turns me on internally I’m a lighter 
I’m throwing myself in the fire, I only burn brighter when you are beside me 
Don’t want to fight it, so I embrace it the pain gets me higher I can’t replicate it
It seems I’m stuck in a cycle I don’t want to leave cause from you I just can’t separate 
You’re playing these games like I’m just a board
And you are pawn do whatever you want 
I’m opening up to the idea that I’m alive for you to play chess with my soul
Loving though so I’m playing it too
Matter of fact I set dinner for two
You said not to call but I’m dialing you, who
Did you think I would be one to give room

I’m waiting by the door
Are you coming home 
I hate to be alone
But you had some plans I know
Sorry Im confused
You told me it’s forever but you knew it wasn’t true
I’m just on a different 
Wavelength I must of missed it
You’re eyes they told the story but I guess I couldn’t see it 
It’s always so deceptive
To me my recognition 
Has clearly been declining since you fucked me without blinking

Now what was I thinking, I’m Mr Special
We lay there in bed, next morning eat breakfast 
Feeling obsessive, let’s take it next level
Up into the heavens, and never be severed 
Like heads of beheaded, let’s have us a wedding 
And tell all ours friends, everybody get ready 
Fam we about to be happily married
In fact the attraction is actually scary cause I

Walked you through that door
Welcome to my home 
Throw on some Red Bone
while I’m taking off your clothes
Sloppy from the booze
Thought we were forever
Until I headbutted you
Damn it I’m so different
Fuck shit up in instances
You’re eyes they told the story but I guess I couldn’t see it 
It’s always so deceptive
To me my recognition 
Has clearly been declining since you fucked me without blinking
credits

1920s (feat. Chris Anderson)

ON THE DAILY (feat. WESTSIDE BOOGIE) is available now!

Get it here: http://ffm.to/on-the-daily

Words and Raps by Danny Onionz and WESTSIDE BOOGIE 
Music Produced by Szur
Mix and Mastered by MixByDarwin
Cover Art by Haudry Arcila 
Released March 31, 2023

Up and down, on the daily (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Up and down, baby lately (baby lately)
Up and down, call me crazy  (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Up and down, maybe fading

I been up and down still I give no fucks (none)
Walk around, liquor in my cup (drunk)
Spilling guts like I'm filling blunts (Dutch)
This the sounds of feeling numb
And it's just enough that he might erupt (nuts)
Just the guy with the Midas touch (clutch)
Adjust my style but your denial's sus (bruh)
Maybe that's why I've been feeling what

Up and down, on the daily (Yah yah, yah yah)
Up and down, baby lately (baby lately)
Up and down, call me crazy  (Yah yah, yah yah)
Up and down, maybe fading

I been a bum but I been above (uh huh)
Beginner's luck when I was in the sun (stunt)
Begin to plunge from what was once (love)
Adrenaline begins to jump (up) (up)
And I better run 'fore I'm forever fucked (stuck)
Cause it's coming, I can feel it come (what)
Smile, shrug, I'm just playing dumb (duh)
Maybe that's why I've been feeling what

Up and down, on the daily (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Up and down, baby lately (baby lately)
Up and down, call me crazy (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Up and down, maybe fading

Yo yo
Hard to be humble I barely fit in society (uh)
Scars on my knuckles from fight social anxiety (uh)
Bitch you dont know cuz i keep all shit insde of me (uh)
I know your struggle, I love you could come confide in me (uh)

Yo yo, check check
Up and down but I'm straight
Up and down I'm impatient
Up and down give me grace (uh)
Can't you see that I'm changing

Got holes I gotta patch, I know that I got cracks
I just hope I don't collapse, I know when I catch
Feelings that I'm open for attack, but I push you away
If I think I'm a hold you back, get stuck up in the black and um

Yo, that shit killing me
Is you numb or is you feeling me
I got no sense of identity
Look in the mirror and ask myself is this shit really me

Up and down, on the daily (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Up and down, baby lately (baby lately)
Up and down, call me crazy (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Up and down, maybe fading 

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ON THE DAILY (feat. WESTSIDE BOOGIE)

One Day is streaming everywhere! 

Get it here: https://ffm.to/onedaiye

Words and Raps by Danny Onionz
Music Produced by XVN
Mix and Master by MixByDarwin
Cover Art by Haudry Arcila
Released June 16, 2023

One day we might all find out
One day it might fall right out
Wondering while I'm high right now
Why right now, I'm right now

One day we might all find out
One day it might fall right out
Wondering while I'm high right now
Why right now, I'm right now

Eyes fried, so tired from the nine to five
I grind, retire then I'm getting high
I find desire hidden deep inside
I climb higher emulate the light
Live your life, every single day and night
Only you, only you can redefine
Souly you, souly you can fuel the fire
See the signs, only you can queue the vibe
This tune of mine it's true to life just use it guy
It's tool time just reach inside and realign
I've realized that few will fly who lead with lies
You see these eyes, they blue as skies, I'm feeling fine
My newest mind state, no longer enclaved
I'm trying to find fate, or a blone babe
Whatever mom say, is prolly best for me
The truest blessing come as lessons from these stresses G

One day we might all find out
One day it might fall right out
Wondering while I'm high right now
Why right now, I'm right now

One day we might all find out
One day it might fall right out
Wondering while I'm high right now
Why right now, I'm right now

Dopemine release as I'm scrolling screens
Woa is me this beat exposing holes in me
Hold and cling to a hope that is sobering
Knowing me I'll keep growing slowly sewing seeds
Growing free of the older me I've know to be
I chose to flee, reality was roasting me
This road it seems to pose a fee, I'm 'pose to be
At goals believe, I know it's me that's holding me back
What's unknown? there's only these facts
Floating in the unknown, just unload homie relax
You can catch it in a flash, be present so you grasp
The presents as they last, before they vanish into black
The vantage from here slaps, the advantage of a map
No more managing the man, we're the planet and the path
Are we planning to just crash

One day we might all find out
One day it might fall right out
Wondering while I'm high right now
Why right now, I'm right now

One day we might all find out
One day it might fall right out
Wondering while I'm high right now
Why right now, I'm right now

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One Day

Swing Dance featuring Chris Anderson is out now. 

Get it here: https://ffm.to/swing-dance

Words and Raps by @DannyOnionz and @chrisdanderson
Music Produced by @jotarodriguezb
Mix and Master by @MixByDarwin
Cover Art by @DannyOnionz
Released October 31, 2023

Enough the nonsense, I'm up to bombs sets (boom)
I’m Knucky Thompson with a blonde ten (ten) 
I’m on sess  and just obsessed without it 
No doubting self, im the best around this (uh huh)
Call it a cypher, they pissed like dribbled diapers (*piss*)
Yea, my writtens get a little bit hyper (uh huh uh huh) 
Should hit the pipe or deliver nicer 
Smoother rhymes, sooth the mind of these fucking miners?
Listen to this spitting old timer, how I'm major got no time for gold minors
hoes, vagina, whatever the nomenclature cya later good bye 
Ya royal highness, a royal pain in the hind end 
But you let me hit it from behind, and you blow my mind every single time she's the finest 
I’d say it’s priceless but you know I’m lying cause you know kinda got your mind on my finance 

I been adopted by the devil 
Seven deadly sins my life has only gotten better 
Demon with an attitude I’m coming with a vengeance 
Took a date to satans and i never really left 
they gave an inch I took a mile and I’m never looking back 
Open up my notebook and I’m flipping through my past
Read a page and burned it hit clutch and smash the gas 
Shit was the depression bring the roaring 20’s back
Swingin dancin from the ceilings breaking chandeliers and glass
The peaky blinders gave an order so we never had to ask
Your Royal highness she’s the finest so I have to get on wax
That she’s my type so grab the masquerading masks and hit the palace 
It’s about to be a party grab your fucking flasks
3 piece suits and knee high boots  we keep it classy check your tommy guns in baby please don’t shoot
It’s quite amazing I went from ratchet to royal in one move

I’m looking for some backup quick now
I got a crooked plan to do a little more than get down
I got this piece inside my jacket knew the opportunity would come present itself to me so I just wait out
For right moment I got the homie the clips are already loaded a stick up we got em cornered your guest has become the owner
A catastrophe you own it, never sleep on opponents, infiltrated your party and now we’re leaving with Mona Lisa

C'mon it’s time to close the show up
Hit the road, hit the detonator, watch it blow up
We got the gold, lets hit the coast and tell them haters so long 
Mona got her cloak on still, lets hit the road hun
I’ll grab the whip, if you can quickly change your close up 
We’ll take the testarossa, whip it somewhere safe to post up
Galapagos and have a toast to no more fucking close calls 
Til the next roll call, let the credits roll dog

Swing Dance (feat. Chris Anderson)

time bomb is streaming everywhere now. 

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Words and Raps by Danny Onionz
Music Produced by Szur
Mix and Master by MixByDarwin
Cover Art by Danny Onionz
Released April 3, 2024

I’m a ticking time bomb when it comes to relationships
A chick if I find one, this is the situation 
Literally what I’m on, it’s a simple equation 
Just depicting the signs of living within anxiousness 
Predictable arrangements, same game no lane switch
Missile toe on a mission for some brain and a main chick
Admission folks, pussy has no name, no face its
existence so dangerous. No matter plain or basic
Foreign language, Spanish, or English
My porridge ain’t cold, it’s thick like deep dish 
Warm in the middle, though it look pinkish
Sore just a little, take that over diseases
It seems if suddenly there’s a theme switch
from one I’d sleep with to one I could be with
Believe this. Mother she could give G-kids
What the fuck are these feelings? I’m love sick, bulimic   

I’m in love again, I can feel myself slipping
My heart’s a time bomb baby, shit just keeps ticking 
Ladies keep you distance, lately been tripping 
My heart’s a time bomb baby, you the ignition

I’m in love again, I can feel myself slipping
My heart’s a time bomb baby, shit just keeps ticking 
Ladies keep you distance, lately been tripping 
My heart’s a time bomb baby, you the ignition 

I guess I’m Mr. Perfect and you’re just another person
persecuted by me because I purchased a couple purses
Personal possession was never what you worshipped
My presence would have worked. Shit, I never loved or learned this
Too busy playing wordsmith, working words in verses
In search for the missing person so certain on the surface
Really I’m just nervous, didn’t mean to hurt us
Weight of the world on my shoulders, could have caused a hernia 
Never paused concerned, I’m always looking forward
Time bomb keep ticking toward us. Ten minutes I turn destroyer
Just throw your fucking hopes up, in that soaking ocean
No floating in that cold wind, keep choking on emotion
These questions that I’m posing, pose a threat I’m growing
A poet exposing his own skull, no remorse when I go in
So how far can sorrow swim? So far my thoughts within
Adopt I'll borrowed them, How far tomorrow is?

I’m in love again, I can feel myself slipping
My heart’s a time bomb baby, shit just keeps ticking 
Ladies keep you distance, lately been tripping 
My heart’s a time bomb baby, you the ignition

I’m in love again, I can feel myself slipping
My heart’s a time bomb baby, shit just keeps ticking 
Ladies keep you distance, lately been tripping 
My heart’s a time bomb baby, you the ignition

time bomb

to a place

Well, I’m hella pathetic when it comes to getting women
Never smoke them cigarettes, when I met her I did
Imagine wedding silhouettes, while I’m coughing, and spinning
And this an awkward ass attempt, often I’m pigeoned
Shit it’s my own intuition, drifting causing these symptoms
Picking the prime pole position as I’m switching addictions
Still on my mind though you're missing, in my mind I’m the victim
Guess I’m blind, or living a lie. Whom I kidding?
I’ve spent some time, poems written, diving deep in the visions
Psilocybin, blunts, wine sipping while deciding division
Filled up eyelids with cries in them hiding deep inside hidden
As I deepen my pen in, I’m off the deep end I’m Swimming
I’ve fallen steeper than heavens, I think I’m sinking to seven
Jet engines can’t even get him to ascend from this sentence
I’m feeling lethal this lesson, I guess we’ll see in a second
Less questions that be a blessing, this the beginning or ending?

You
There are days
When I can’t get you
Out of my mind

I can’t get

You
There are days
When I can’t get you
Out of my mind

Woa oh oh oh

Sitting in the kitchen reminiscing admitting
It’s been a minute since we been officially finished
Been twisting prescription while wishing remission
Which itself is a sickness, so I switched up the mission
Get lifted from ditches, still divided and distant
Keep climbing til the horizon no longer skyward, eclipse it
Miles from misfits where silence is bliss'nin
Squinting from spliff hits, spitting these rhythms
But science suggesting that the climate is shifting
Them diamonds in the sky might’ve been pirated, missing
I’m spiraling sliding cant decide if she miss me
Why’s every chick miss me? Why ever give an inch free?
I’ve never been a simp see, word to Bun and Pimp C
One Day we in deep, next she in the street
Wandering with envy, what’s the theory Wesley?
Ingesting hairy sess to rest my chest, please
At best you're second, my guess is that’s upsetting
Don’t get aggressive, insurrect the west wing
Goals like I’m Gretzky, flow's wet as jet ski
Show me the goat, I’d hold my own like both testies
Don’t mean to gloat, so I go in again flexing
It's only for show, you know, ego deflecting
Reflecting obsessively, hoping I’ll grow next spring
N’ the next sting don’t be like

You
There are days
When I can’t get you
Out of my mind

I can’t get

You
There are days
When I can’t get you
Out of my mind

Woa oh oh oh

Time and time, you still on my mind
And I thought it was something you should know
But I resided, saw you walk past my brown eyes
So I guess I'll just have to let you go
credits

Released February 14, 2025
Words and Raps by @dannyonionz and @maceyjaide
Music Produced by @szurski and @dannyonionz
Mix and Master by @dannyonionz
Cover Art by @dannyonionz

"MirroR"

[verse 1]
Introduction to this game, name Danny Onionz
An abduction I'm insane, uncaged animal hunting
Could be nuts, but I'm just playin’, witness new age acid rap
Something I'm just sayin’, rappin’ mental handicap
Blunted on cocaine, lately I've been smoking crack
Stuntin’ got this game, wrapped up, like bubble wrap
I doubled back, in a Cadillac, branded hovercraft
To double tap, mumble rap, capped in a body bag
Call that a comeback, like busting a nut on a back
Busted out in laughter, after, I took a hit of the hash it
Summoned my wrath, it, suddenly snapped, it
Stuttered then spat a rap hit, that used mathematics
To multiply stacks bitch n’ subtract maggots
A classic devised lethal attack with
People in plastic, lit up like a matchstick
Equals the sum of unthinkable casket stacks... Shit


[hook]
What do you see, when you look into that mirror
Rap fantasy, man I couldn’t see it clearer
Take that passion, take that pen, dig inside, spit a rhyme
When I step inside the booth, I feel like I am high

What do you see, when you look into that mirror
Rap fantasy, man I couldn’t see it clearer
Take that passion, take that pen, dig inside, spit a rhyme
When I step inside the booth, I feel like I’m alive

[verse 2]
Perhaps a Xanax to relax with, try cracking it in half kid
Cuz the way you reacted, when I relapsed back in
To spastic murder raps, it's like you never heard of that
It's like I got you scurd of tracks, shell shocked, like a turtle's back
Take my word as fact, you ain't an artist, you the farthest n' your art is whack
My bars is the hardest, bout to have a heart attack
From the pace of this track, so let's face the facts
I'm a space cadet, high off plants
So lost in translation, I'm not coming back
Sedation, self-medication dripping slow from a sack
Stacked on top of that, six shots of jack
A few blue mushroom caps, while wearing a fuckin' hockey mask
Unmasked, I got a sick past, darker than black
Starting to feel trapped, I need a clearer path
Or a career path, or a magic mirror that
Can grant my fucking ass, any wish I ask


[hook]
What do you see, when you look into that mirror
Rap fantasy, man I couldn’t see it clearer
Take that passion, take that pen, dig inside, spit a rhyme
When I step inside the booth, I feel like I am high

What do you see, when you look into that mirror
Rap fantasy, man I couldn’t see it clearer
Take that passion, take that pen, dig inside, spit a rhyme
When I step inside the booth, I feel like I’m alive

Written by: Danny Onionz
Produced by: ProjektB

alchemy album

MirroR

"two pennies freestyle"

I got two pennies. I’m the truth’s enemy
I got too many friends who aint got any
Benji-man(min) understand even hard working man
Can’t cop a dollar. Shit, we voted in Obama
And all we wanted was a little bit of change
Now we in a strange place cuz though we caught Osama
Got a couple more years to deal with the Donald
Cuz that dirty rotten Hilary Rodham lost the race
Hit rock bottom. Dude do us a solid
Legalize the chronic. If you don’t, I know
there’s one thing I got to. Get my ass out of Chicago
Go to Colorado. Smoke dope and nope
You won’t get approached or bothered by the “Five-0”
Hand over Bible, my rhyme flow
killing these fine hoes. Feeling suicidal
End it on a high note. Woa!

Written by: Danny Onionz
Produced by: ProjektB

two pennies freestyle

"WHITE LInES freestyle"

Pull up to the curb in a suburban
Hop out, perfect situation emerges
Catch a whirlwind of endorphins so I snort 'em
up like the coach of the Miami Dolphins
Was that an Offensive line man?
You're stupid, you're blinded
Yea, you paid a dime to hit a high end
feline in the hind end but that's not sign of finding
a girl friend. And what was the purpose?
Profession of love at its worse on the surface
Snort two lines at work. Snap a video pervert, what's worse? 
This guy resigned from work, no punishment or nothin'
Josh Gordon out the league for gettin' fuckin' blunted
Kaepernick out the league for standing up for something
Press catch the president looking like a pumpkin
Pressing fuckin' buttons perpetual dysfunction
Let's stand up together, enough with the fuck shit!

Written by: Danny Onionz
Produced by: ProjektB

WHITE LInES freestyle

"Nervous Twitch"

I was once, lost with a nervous twitch. 
Often furious, like Oscar Pistorious
Locks and torture kits, as he flips a switch
blade runner, till the maid come in, seen a slain woman
laying in the tub and, eight bullets spraying, drumming
like hearing something playing through the door, like the 808
bass bumping, say something, i stay gunning
get the A, point it in your face, take away your fate youngin
feel the fangs coming, ain't a gansta but um
I'm better then butter, I'm mean I'm better then most
You jelly, I'm toast, we steadily roast, medical smoke
like chemicals and coke, I'm dope. 
Potentially pope, like spirits, I'm ghost, poetically potent
the ghost with the most bitch, adrenaline, focus
medicine, smoke it, prescriptions reloaded
totally token, rhythmically floating
exposing these posers

Written by: Danny Onionz
Produced by: ProjektB

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