summer[time] (prod. tomppabeats)

wordsmith (prod. purpan)

@frinjj

follow this incredible producer!

i hope you guys enjoy this, it's the first track from the little ep i'm putting out before void.

:)

cruise control (prod. frinj)

@purpan
@badsummer1930

hooray for fall ~

autumn (prod. purpan x badsummer)

@autumnkeys

thanks to all of my friends. 

thanks to the other atlas. 

thanks to my family. 

thanks to all of you. 

enjoy. <3 

(beats by autumn keys, raps and cover and mixing and mastering by me) 

(i totally ripped healy off with the harmonies on a breath of fresh air and i'm so sorry)

pay what you want <3

cool?

much like summer as it dwindles through fields of its own heat and collapses into fall, i will slip slowly into sleep much easier as time passes by. 

i still fail to recognize, love or accept myself, but i think i'm coming closer to achieving that goal with each passing moment. 

thank you all; stay radiant. 

radiant

take it back (feat. jay squared) (prod. purpan)

smile (prod. plcmnt)

sick (prod. mt. marcy)

@junyii

LYRICS:
killin' beats but i break away as innocent
i run the club, and none you cats gettin' membership
got a holy grail full of lean when i grip and sip
and i'm finna mix that shit quick with a mister pib
i've been in the crib grindin' like a coffee bean
C.R.E.A.M. bumping loud in the whip while i'm off the green
bars so hard got 'em saying that i'm awfully mean
just a cocky fiend, 'cept i got versace sheets
always been more awkward teen, less philosophy
got me skating by on thin ice like a hockey team
please don't talk to me unless you got a lot of cheese
i'm so sharp, run the field like a soccer cleat
game under lock and key, 'cept i got them cheat codes
faded, sitting and taking shots until i reload
y'all want beef, i turn the scene into a bistro
ballin' so hard you think i'm curry, but i'm me, tho...

muerte

CURRY (prod. junyii)

@south.vb

emo shit for ya ears;;;

soft in my soul, resting in the seas
drowning in the waters of investing in beliefs
questions never answered in the never-ending speech
of bewilderment and pills that sent me headed for my sheets
wanna sleep away the days that pass like blades of grass in fall
follow old news like goku would chase them dragonballs
while school got me used to the taste of adderal
i was singing songs of "well, i wouldn't say it's that involved"

i'll just make it past the climax and cry back to may
might pass the days while my flight path decays
hide passing phrases in my tattered brain
need to get the bigger picture like imax displays
in 3d, you don't really need me
y'all just need my cd's and ep's to keep peace
and that's a fucking fact no matter how much i contort it
sorta follow sordid forces out into my orbit

while the skies are turning pink approaching sunset, my unrest is fear
and though the path is home to packs of vultures, one step can steer
this ultimatum that i'm facing when i'm undressed in mirrors
of "do i wanna leave or do i stay here?"

do i stay here?

merry Bhristmas

severance package (prod. south.vibe)

hey, thanks for 50k <3

lil vocal acting by my homies jake & marcus <3

lyrics:
i think that now i'd call myself a wordsmith
but not because of talent of ability
it's more that i can balance the facilities
of living as a human, while i'm sittin' here decal-ing my sililoquies
and i guess it makes sense, in that regard
i use my brain as a capture card
inhalin' every word i stumble upon
to try to catalog 'em all before the rapture starts

so you can tag along and follow all the wacky antics
like all my stupid problems that relapsing can't fix
"keep your head up out the sand, stop scratching that wrist
before you turn into another anxious ativan kid"
well i guess it's too late... a couple hundred panic states passed
and my broken self ran away fast
feels like i lost my body in a hand grenade blast
with all this absence in my soul, and i can't evade that

so i'm stuck... trapped in a painting of myself
that was made before i changed how i felt
i'm hoping that my other friends can break out and help
but to be honest, it seems like they've greyed out as well
i constantly remember back in high school
sneaking out to kick it with no pay stubs
everything was simpler then, i guess
i only feel free when there's something to escape from

so i'll keep writing songs of longing for the olden
looking to the future for my confidence and boldness
it certainly isn't here, and neither am i
but i think that we've established that enough to decide
that it's time for a change; or, rather, time to revert
'cause we all sorta miss the designs that we were
and maybe nowadays what i write's more diverse
but the patrick years back didn't understand hurt

and that hurts

CURRY (prod. junyii)

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