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Mary Jane (Prod. Elias Beats)

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In the midst of the swirling melodies and pulsating beats that define slylifechris's EP, there exists an interlude that serves as a tranquil oasis amidst the sonic journey. As the rhythms fade and the tempo slows, the listener is enveloped in a serene soundscape, where delicate piano notes dance effortlessly with ethereal synth textures. This interlude offers a moment of reflection, inviting listeners to pause and contemplate amidst the vibrant energy of the EP. It's a brief respite, yet its impact lingers, adding depth and dimension to the overall musical narrative crafted by slylifechris.

Stan Lee (JerezTbh)

Tell me what is worse
U admitting wrongs 
Or me just being right 
Cry me a whole river
Cause one day you’ll have to say
Sorry for my rudeness
And sorry for my issues
Who will be the bigger person 
Who is gonna say it first 
Who is gonna break it first 
When we broke the spark 
Did ur friends say let it go
Did u try to fight 
Or did u say that it’s alright 
Ik differences can break a bond 

building lies 
Can only fall 
And trauma bonds
Can only break
And promises
Can never stay
You were acting like we’re different 
Cause u hated what u did 
Making scenes inside ur head
To play along ur twisted word
I hope yk we see it clear

Burning clothes
And burning pictures
U don’t like the past like that 
U don’t wanna talk it out
U don’t wanna open doors
U just wanna be a whore
Act like we had never met 
Act like we had never fuck
Left the pieces into shambles
But there’s no room for us now
Light the candles 
Burn ur sage 
Cleanse ur room 
Of all our days 
Cry ur tears
Just let it go 
Face the truth 
It’s over now 
We ain’t nothing 
But some strangers 

U saw the phone
It didn’t lie 
U saw the text 
U sent it there 
I saw ur story 
It’s so clear 
There was hands
That wasn’t mine
U Said alone
But there was more 
U said mistake 
I said it wasn’t
U blame the drinks 
I blame ur guts 
U said ur sorry
I say never 
U say one more
I say no more 
U cry some more 
I do not care 
U play ur part 
I end the film 
I sing my songs
And write my thoughts 
I pray to god, I never stress 
U always thought I was a mess
U look more close
And see a jewel 
Too bad u left 
And never cash 
Now I’m outside 
With all my friends 
I hope ur well 
U need it more
Ik inside ur dying out 
Too bad u did this on ur own 
Please never ever call my friend

what is worse? (Prod By Levi)

I really like the clarity and sound volume fixed

I Don’t Understand This Freestyle - Mix 5 (Unfinished Preview)

"Brazy," the track with Jetpack, is straight street talk, no frills. The beat hits hard, driving my flow as I spit fire.

In every verse, it's all real—the grind, the hustle, the story—the song speaks to the struggle. It's like tearing through pavement with every line.

With each hook, I bring raw energy that vibes with the struggle. "Brazy" ain't just a song, it's for those who hustle for theirs.

So when you hit play, get ready to feel it. This ain't for the soft-hearted. This is me, uncut, unfiltered, leaving my mark on the game, one verse at a time.

RAW X JETPACK - BRAZY

Trying out my new looper pedal. Recorded live in one take then cut down to reasonable length. Featuring Korg Volca Beats on drums, Volca FM on bass synth, and Teenage Engineering OP-1 on pad synth.

The picture shows me digging for some LPs at Out on the Floor Records, Camden Town, London, UK.

Intro bassline credits: Ataxia - Dust, from the album Automatic Writing (2004).

Abu Dhabi, March 2024.

OverDub

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[Written by Jeremiah Lofton]

Woah, woah, woah
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Woah, woah, woah
Ayy (Rorschack), ayy, ayy, ayy

Posted in the lab like I'm Dexter, ayy, woah

Like an autoplay, bitch I'm Next up, ayy, woah 

Chiefin' on this pen got me hazy, ayy, woah

And I'm on the pads goin' crazy, ayy, woah

Made a couple bands, so I stashed that, ayy, woah

Touched a couple racks like I'm fashion, ayy, woah

Painting pictures of us like a rainbow, ayy, woah

That bitch want a ring, here's a dial tone

Dial tones, yeah the ones from my cell phone, ayy, woah

Hang up on that bitch if she talk wrong

Smoke strong, smoking gas on the daily, ayy, woah

Love my cash, like Eminem love Hailey

While that nigga hate

I just levitate

Nigga give me space

Let me concentrate

That bitch in my face

Know these bitches fake

Wonder what I make

Cuz my money ain't

I need all my cake, and them crumbs too

I can't share my plate, niggas not cool

Niggas been fu, and I'ma big dog

When the rent's due, bitch I black out

I'ma Mack now, she can't play me

Bitch my dope tracks, like the 80's

Ayy, ayy, like the 80's

Bitch my dope tracks like the-, look

Posted in the lab like I'm Dexter, ayy, woah

Like an autoplay, bitch I'm Next up, ayy, woah 

Chiefin' on this pen got me hazy, ayy, woah

And I'm on the pads goin' crazy, ayy, woah

Made a couple bands, so I stashed that, ayy, woah

Touched a couple racks like I'm fashion, ayy, woah

Painting pictures of us like a rainbow, ayy, woah

That bitch want a ring, here's a dial tone

Woah, woah, woah
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Woah (Rorschack), woah, woah
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy



DIAL TONE // FINE$$A WILLIAM$ [PRODUCED BY BLACKRORSCHACK]

A 90s new man called Stan-FEAR

Just a Puerto Rican who raps and needs your likes and comments to be heard on a large scale.

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