happy new years!
hope i can get back to posting weeklys again
i know i keep promising but it's just a cycle of me trying and then getting demotivated, but 2023 new me !

Lyrics:

i'm still alive
i can feel feelings
i'm clinging on with all of my being
i'll fuck u up
just give me a reason
i own the skulls of my demons i slayed
you've got the horns but i smell that ur fake
i've got thirty forms and i'm adding to date
got guts on my boots and its teeth for a necklace
this blood on my hands i'm gon take to the grave

if u put em higher i'll raise u the stakes
the curse is a part of me u cannot take
use me as cover please harvest my arteries
leave me my vocals so still i can hate
bash me n bruise me with chairs like my colleagues
so i can hit back justified by the state
fuck all ur weapons n copters n guns
with my bare hands i could rip up a tank

-
with chiseled abs u still bleed the same
so hurry up i cannot wait
U SAID I COULD TRUST U AND U LIED TO MY FACE
OR I GUESS HIS
CAUSE I KILLED HIM AND I'M WEARING HIS FACE

i think i need to take a few more bodies
this arsenal needs growing
the werewolves declared war today
and man i can't wait
these monsters ain't got shit on me
i'm the reason they're extinct
the passages of the folklore are just archaic not fake

if u put em higher i'll raise u the stakes
the curse is a part of me u cannot take
use me as cover please harvest my arteries
leave me my vocals so still i can hate
bash me n bruise me with chairs like my colleagues
so i can hit back justified by the state
fuck all ur weapons n copters n guns
with my bare hands i could rip up a tank

i'm still alive
i can feel feelings
i'm clinging on with all of my being
i'll fuck u up
just give me a reason
i own the skulls of my demons i slayed
you've got the horns
but i smell that ur fake
i've got thirty forms
and i'm adding to date
got guts on my boots and its teeth for a necklace
this blood on my hands
i'm gon take to the grave

I'M STILL ALIVE
I CAN FEEL FEELINGS
I'M CLINGING ON WITH ALL OF MY BEING
I'LL FUCK U UP
JUST GIVE ME A REASON
I OWN THE SKULLS OF MY DEMONS I SLAYED
YOU'VE GOT THE HORNS BUT I SMELL THAT UR FAKE
I'VE GOT THIRTY FORMS AND I'M ADDING TO DATE
GOT GUTS ON MY BOOTS AND ITS TEETH FOR A NECKLACE
THIS BLOOD ON MY HANDS I'M GON TAKE TO THE GRAVE
IF U PUT EM HIGHER I'LL RAISE U THE STAKES
THE CURSE IS A PART OF ME U CANNOT TAKE
USE ME AS COVER PLEASE HARVEST MY ARTERIES
LEAVE ME MY VOCALS SO STILL I CAN HATE
BASH ME N BRUISE ME WITH CHAIRS LIKE MY COLLEAGUES
SO I CAN HIT BACK JUSTIFIED BY THE STATE
FUCK ALL UR WEAPONS N COPTERS N GUNS
WITH MY BARE HANDS I COULD RIP UP A TANK

i'm still alive
i can feel feelings
i'm clinging on with all of my being
with chiseled abs u still bleed the same
so hurry up i cannot wait
u said i could trust u and u lied to my face
or i guess his
cause i killed him and i'm wearing his face

changeling (kubsy)

WTF [prod. Santana]

This is the tenth song off of my album "Falling Asleep In Fall".

Lyrics:

Feel me now
I’m holding on
I’m holding on to you,
Before it’s too late

Feel me now
I keep on trying and
Keep on trying to clean
My thoughts away

It’s too late,
I feel myself
Slipping
Back into old ways

A spiral
A spiral into thoughts of
Self doubt and
Lost days

But here I am alone
On a freeway
My hands are cold and I’m driving fast
My exits passed,
But I do not stop tonight
I guess I’ll drive right through Ohio
And into states of unfamiliarity
I’ll head back home eventually,
But here I am and I
Will not stop
Until I reach the water
Until I leave the land

So talk to me
I know you have moved on,
But I’m still
In misery

Now I know just how it is
Emotions get ahead of me
And now I’m left alone
Always on my own

Now I know just how it is
Emotions get ahead of me
And now I’m left alone
Static on the phone

Now I know just how it is
A big congratulations
To the ones who walk alone
The ones that really know

How to feels beneath the snow
A big congratulations
To the ones who walk alone
The only ones that know

Congratulations

Lyrics

Please don't tell me you gone be there, no you won't
Please don't think that I care cause no I don't
Already tried that way too many times, never works
Every time I'm kind, I just always end up hurt
Please don't tell me you don't love me, yes you do
Please don't think we can't make it work after all that we went through
All these times that I cried, you don't understand
You told me you needed spacе but you needed another man
You can live without mе but I don't know if I can
If it isn't you, I don't think I can love again
What'd I do that made you...
What'd I do that made you never wanna talk again?
Please help me understand
I'm holding on to threads, you're prying off my hands
And you don't know how cold it gets, girl, you don't understand
Every time that I cried
There's something more than just 11 letters between you and I

there's more than 11 letters between us.

dont know what wrong with the sound but bars is good (prod. cabernett)

Swangin & swervin/w Dedwrite & keysun(Prod. Keysun)

the support i've gotten on this page so far is fucking crazy

it's going nothing but up and the music's going to get nothing but better. love you guys

MUSIC VIDEO

we don't really talk anymore (prod. pilgrim)

MIXED BY @PRODJORDANJAY 
PRODUCED BY @mit5udomo3

LYRICS : 

BEAMON LYRICS 

GET DEPRESSED BUT I STILL KILL THESE HOES 
DEPRESSION I STILL KILL EM THO 
I PUT MY DICK ON THAT FLOOR 

NONE OF THESE BITCHES IS LOYAL 
THEY BOPPERS I SEND OUT THEM SHOTS 
BITCH THEY GOTTA GET IT 
RUNNIN MY CITY LIKE DIDDY NIGGA 
I PUT THIS GUN IN YO FACE AINT SHIT PRETTY NIGGA
FUCK WHO YOU RUN WITH 
I BEEN THAT NIGGA 
YO NIGGA ENVY 
I BEEN THAT NIGGA
MAKE THAT BITCH MOUTH FOAM 
LIKE PENNYS NIGGA 
HOP OUT [HOW BOUT?]
THAT WEAPON 
BITCH I BEEN STRESSIN 
GOT THAT DEPRESSION 
BITCHES BE SWITCHIN 
FUCK THESE LIL BITCHES 
FUCK THEY NEW NIGGA 
BITCHES BE SWITCHIN 
FUCK YO NEW NIGGA
BEAMON THAT NIGGA
GOD IN MY CITY 
BITCHES BE SWITCHIN 
HITTIN THESE SWITCHES 
BITCH IM INFINITE 
BITCH IM THAT NIGGA
DRUM UP YO BUILDIN 
FUCK ALL THESE NIGGAS 
AND FUCK YO BITCHES 
BITCH YOU AINT BUILDING 
JUST GOT MYSELF YALL SWITCH WAY TOO MUCH 
THATS WHY I BE BLASTIN 
GRIM REAPER SHAWTY 
MAKE YO BITCH BLOW ME 
NIGGA IM ROLLIN 
JUST GOT MYSELF STILL KEEP IT G THO 
EVEN WHEN THEY LEAVE
ONLY GOT MYSELF 
STILL KEEP IT G'D UP 
FUCK ON YO BITCH NIGGA
HATED IN MY CITY CAUSE I BE CRUSHIN 
HATED ON ME CAUSE I FUCK ON YOU NEVER
I TAKE YO LIL BITCH OUT BACK AND I BUST HER 
COME TAKE A LOOK AT THIS SKINNY YELLOW NIGGA
I FUCK UP YO CITY BITCH 
FLIPPIN THEM RACKS ON A DAILY I NEVER BE TRICKIN 
ON BOPPERS BITCH 

I TREAT MY D*CK LIKE A CHOPPER :X 


@THEBEAMON
BEAMON ON ALL STREAM SITES

SPOTIFY

BEAMON - NO F**** GIVEN FREESTYLE (produced by Mitsudomoe)

prod bear

LYRICS
please believe me
the time is ticking
a part of me was
just wishful thinking
that we could be
something special
you and me
but i’ve been so dreadful
to be around
don’t come around here
pour feelings out
for no one else dear
hear me shout
i wanna be loud and clear
this love is urs
for nobody else dear
illuminate
my heart is racin
hallucinate
the room is changing
landscapes
taking formation
visit my grave
my souls been taken

there's more than 11 letters between us.

Archive: unknxwn.