some people need to give this song a relisten

lmao all the people hating on lunas hyperpop shit prob forgot about this song

 Seriously? Cringe fatty watching studio ghilbli films and jerking off to hentai with his japanese shirt on

𝒔𝒚𝒎𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒚

Top of the World? (feat. colecorduroy) [prod. robert cashman]

lousy (feat. king benjo) (prod

lousy (feat. king benjo) (prod. mt. marcy)

Counting My Blessings (feat. Atwood) [prod. Negligence]

@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)

I woke up from a nightmare feeling all kinds of depressed. I looped a beat by engelwood and came up with this and a couple other things I did out of trying to escape the thoughts. Im getting there guys. Thank for listening and showing love.

Engelwood if you find this and hate me for using the beat or looping it I am sorry.

I had to get some things off my chest.

Other songs included in these releases are wake up , still ( a remix of a g eazy song ) , and " doing well "

Just some demos I did today.

Unedited and uncut.

Just some emotions.

Thanks guys

FATHERFATHER (prod. engelwood & slim tone) [demo]

Produced and Mixed by @ibr

Gang Vocals by @offthejump Mens Choir 

Lyrics:

Young Boof been gettin money
Young Boof been gettin guap
Young Boof been makin paper but 
I give it to my baby moms

my ex takes my checks and my Chex mix 
and if I don't pay the damn wretch I get arrested
I bought a Nesquick with the dollar that she left me
they ran out of chocolate so I had to get the strawburry
had to sell my old house man I had a pool
my new apartment haunted homie I aint tryna gab a ghoul
use my jeans pockets, to heat my hot pockets
I pick pocket goth kids at the hot topic
collect box tops, I'm tryna cash em in
I'll be saying pass the gin til its time to pack it in
it's happenin, I've turned into a fat jabroni
all because a homie gotta pay his alimony
she filed divorce, sweatin me for child support
I'm chuggin puddin by the quart to fix my broken heart
I got 33 dollars in my bank account
but act like a baller for my kids when I take them out

I'm a single dad, sad, eating Kraft singles
hand in the can when I'm tryna grab the last pringle
jerkin off, drinkin, wearin birkernstocks
lookin for some sugar from the grannies at the burger spot
divorced boof brought a date to a porn shoot
we ate mu shu pork then I fucked her in a morph suit
poor dude readin du fu in the bathroom
face by the glory hole blowin like a bassoon
gotta make a couple bucks where I can
leavin snacks for the hobos that fuck in my van
buy my overalls at Costco lookin pretty boss though
feelin like my lifes at a crossroads
hot loads hit my face like a Mack truck
just another sad fuck with some bad luck
toaster in the bath tub, dead in the water
I wonder who will find me, my son or my daughter

National Suicide Prevention Lifeline: 1-800-273-8255

prod. Ibrahim

she left me for my personal trainer (prod. Ibrahim)

@southvb

atlas this isn't long enough make an extended version :(((

attacking beats and making rappers flee
special ops bars 'cause when i rap i do it tactically
cackle from the battleground, slashing at your tapestry
fuck your family name, fuck your friends, fuck your sanity
i shackle any enemy... y'all are just embarrassing
pussies keep on tweeting, ain't that shit a tom n jerry scene?
twitter fingers fired up, y'all are just so scared of me
all it'd take is one dm, i bet your girl would marry me
i fall asleep at 1 pm and wake up when the moon is out
i don't need a schedule, truly i could do without
other artists hate me 'cause i made it off of purely skill 
it ain't my fault you fucking losers took the stupid route
go ahead, move it out, file through the exit
fake a fucking smile, all you vile, putrid less-thans
always talking shit, but you kinda use some lessons
'cause i've heard that one before, c'mon guys, review your message

i miss the old atlas
wrote with the soul atlas
where did that dope rapsmith
go, now it's so average

i hate the new atlas
the bad mood atlas
got cocky once he got
a couple million views atlas

i thought i knew atlas
now i'm like who's atlas?
making moves, atlas
too good for his fans, now huh?

i miss the old atlas
before the cold atlas
i know atlas better than him
that's what i told atlas

merry Bhristmas

stfu (prod. south.vibe)

prod. https://soundcloud.com/xmittens
verse 1 https://soundcloud.com/buddhaheis
verse 2 https://soundcloud.com/atlas
master https://soundcloud.com/nyodus
photo the legendary Jcammack

Buddha x atlas x Mittensさん - tooeloquent

@atlas
@miraa on the beat
@joncraps on the mixing and editing

why do i sound like a dude that just needs a hug
why am i so unscrewed why does dude need a lug
i guess that's what happens when you're betrayed by people you love
emotions under the rug
gettin' good at that, gettin' way too good at that 
i just bottle shit up 
like my favorite cognac, yo fuck that
hold me back, mic me up
yo let me flow this wack ass shit i wrote 
and recently, my mental is so iraq
i've trippin' for several seasons
tip-toein' and avoidin' all these lego pieces
metaphorically, of course, but Atlas
tell me where i belong in this almanac
like, my girlfriend fuckin' hates me, my dad doesn't talk to me yo
i've been gettin' lost in like all of the sauce in the bowl but
yo i don't know whats up with that

shits bad but it'll only feel worse 
when your stuck inside focusin' on nothin' but your curses
gotta find a way to break the negativity 
cuz life is fuckin' tough but your tougher you gotta just believe it
shits bad and it'll never hurt less
if you're layin here obsessin over everything your stressin' about 
gotta find a method to break the cycle
gotta find a method to break the cycle, before it eats you alive

why do i plug a message in every song that only you could possibly understand 
and the worst part is you don't listen to them
and i know you already moved on and that's what's killin' me 
actually, it's how you did it so seemlessly yo
you know i dont even feel like an artist anymore
it's like at best im a fuckin' comformist with just my thoughts on record
i think this life is just a type-o
i've been feelin' mad psycho yo you gotta break that cycle phe 
but honestly dawg, i don't think it's even up to me
and if it was, i don't know what i would change
it's just, it fucks with me yo 
and i really wanted to end on a positive note but
but it's gettin hard like when i'm constantly hit with these monsterous blows
it's so monotonous and slow and, shitty
and i truly don't know what's up with that

shits bad but it'll only feel worse 
when your stuck inside focusin' on nothin' but your curses
gotta find a way to break the negativity 
cuz life is fuckin' tough but your tougher you gotta just believe it
shits bad and it'll never hurt less
if you're layin here obsessin over everything your stressin' about 
gotta find a method to break the cycle
gotta find a method to break the cycle, before it eats you alive

break the cycle w/ atlas (prod. miraa)

ukulele by @imtiffany
art by https://twitter.com/phiIotechnicaI

"you were my earth"

atlas

download <3

you're my world

@southvb

more like GAYboy lmao RT

lyrics:
i just want my hand held, i ain't talking gameboys
and i ain't been in magazines, but me and you can play, boy
i'm looking for the same joy, the same touch and smolder
that i get when i lay my head down on your shoulder
that's real... i always wanna know how you feel
you bring me out my great depressions, i think you're the new deal
i'm staring at you in the mirror like fucking blue steel
wide-eyed, smiling, i'm just tryna help your mood heal

so if there's anything that i can do
to help the weaker side of you
just lemme know and i can move
my schedule up and down

i'm sorry if i haven't been
the best at how i'm managing
the problems that i'm handling
my head was in the ground

and truly, it's a miracle
that you are even near me, whether
fruitless or endearing
i'll be happy you're around

and if you're feeling terrible,
your sicknesses unparalled,
your headache is unbearable,
just step into the sound

i don't mind at all
my ibuprofen and my tylenol
are yours at the sound of your sirens' call
'cause i ain't letting you hurt tonight at all
tonight at all

i don't mind at all
my ibuprofen and my tylenol
are yours at the sound of your sirens' call
'cause i ain't letting you hurt tonight at all
tonight at all

handheld (prod. south.vibe)

I wrote this song about anxiety...

Produced by Worth Beats.
Mixed and Mastered by @polearm.
Artwork by Dog Eat Dog Designs. (https://bit.ly/2VPPYYg)

Lyrics: https://genius.com/Cloud-mac-the-man-who-watched-the-moon-lyrics

follow my twitter

The Man Who Watched The Moon

merry christmas, friends!
here's some heat

lyrics:
coming up, i never really had shit 
no bedframe, just the floor and the mattress 
no left lane, stuck in slow moving traffic 
then i made racks on racks off practice 
now everything is perfect, i don't look at price tags 
all i do is purchase, remember back in high school 
no one liked the gay kid, had to learn to fight soon 
all them hicks mad 'cause i turned into a tycoon 
now my life a business, i made it off of my own shit 
soundcloud check to an iphone 6 
flow used to blow like cyclones did 
now i'll make your mixtape with my eyes closed, bitch 
might pioneer a genre from my bedside 
from my bedside 
got me feeling sorry for the next guy 
better luck next time

coming up, i never really had shit 
no bedframe, just the floor and the mattress 
no left lane, stuck in slow-moving traffic 
then i made racks on racks off practice 
(x2) 

went from a rock band mic to an off-brand mic 
to the god damn mic i'm using--stupid 
most of y'all cats so clueless--nuisances 
stepping in front of my movement--move it 

you really gotta believe me 
the competition was easy 
they came to me with a treaty 
i couldn't stress it enough 
started out with a message 
and turned to local legend 
but now it's not even a question 
i'm your celebrity crush 
labels called it a gamble 
they said i'm too much to handle 
i couldn't fit on the panel 
but now they ready to bluff 
cats who used to belittle me 
hitting me, say they spitting heat 
every one of my enemies 
getting left in the dust 

that's a promise, i feel so on it 
bars rock hard like a god damn onix 
most y'all kids need hooked on phonics 
every new song's the just the same old garbage 
be more honest... honestly, i promise that it's worth it 
i remember balancing geometry with wording 
i remember practicing through callouses and curses 
but now my life feel so god damn perfect

coming up, i never really had shit 
no bedframe, just the floor and the mattress 
no left lane, stuck in slow-moving traffic 
then i made racks on racks off practice 
(x3)

PERFECT

happy early valentine's day uwu

produced by @byrook1e and @skyhighbeatss 
mixed by @halberd-3000
cover art designed by @landosmusic

lyrics:
it feels like i'm skydiving when i text you 
rose petals on the floor outside your bedroom 
sunshine, whenever you smile, it's the best view 
i was at the bottom waiting for a rescue 

but now it's like a paradise enveloped in light 
everyone's probably aware, but i'ma tell 'em despite 
even telling 'em twice, you're a hella delight 
you've got a smile like a story that i'd tell every night 

and if you're feeling sickly, i'ma break out the campbell's 
and make sure you get your hand held damn well 
if you can't tell, i'm in a bit of a trance 
such a pretty romance, the way it fits in the plans 

it's like a sundress on an early afternoon 
up next, i'm just curling up with you 
no question, i guess that it's the truth 
you're just really fuckin' cute 

sunshine, i'm watching 
through the window 
i can hear the birds outside 

sunshine, there's something 
in the air 
i can feel it when you're there

sunshine

hey cool song coming for 100k
here's a thing i made this morning
also i'm on hiatus

@beet_farmer

lyrics:
wake up, take my morning walk, and pass out on the porch again
shatter under pressure, pilot corpses made of porcelain
terrified of questions, 'specially "lesser than..." or "more than friends?"
i panic over people like a swimmer to a dorsal fin

i'm out my element in every single element
bad with conversations, speak in nervous stares and mellow shifts in tone
in every room i occupy, i play the elephant
and glance at clocks to tick away the moments 'til farewell and dip

if anxious was a role one could fill upon a credits list
i'd grab an oscar every other time i left my bed a bit
performing well enough to leave my colleagues in a deficit
the academy awards would be incredulous

i'm often opulent in time alone, purveyor of the faux pas
horrible at family festivities, silent, phone on
i wander to the dinner table, fumble to the coleslaw
and wish i was at home so i could doze off

morning walk (prod. dweeb)

art by @saintkales
featuring @headhaunter

lyrics:
In it for the ride, yeah I'm no one/
Living out of sight, yeah I'm no one
Giving up my light, yeah I'm no one/
Stressing all through the night, yeah I'm no one
In it for the ride, yeah I'm no one/
Living out of sight, yeah I'm no one
Giving up my light, yeah I'm no one/
Stressing all through the night, yeah I'm no one

I've been talking to myself for way too long/
I've been dealing with a feeling way too strong/
We all in it, sometimes we fall in it/
Sometimes we stall in it, I chose to crawl in it/
Hard enough to shine with my brothers/
No time to stand out, so whats the plan now?/
Hide in plain sight while wearing a bright color?/
Mask a sharp mind behind my slight stutter?/
Just another day walking in my NB's/
Stomping round town while I'm feeling kinda empty/
I'm still walking while these niggas on 10 speeds/
Laughing on their handlebars nigga don't tempt me/
To pull yo ass off, I can't ride a bike yet/
I'm not worth the hype yet, I'm not afraid of heights yet/
I'm just full of spite yet, despite that/
The solo slowbro feeling I am psychic/

In it for the ride, yeah I'm no one/
Living out of sight, yeah I'm no one
Giving up my light, yeah I'm no one/
Stressing all through the night, yeah I'm no one
In it for the ride, yeah I'm no one/
Living out of sight, yeah I'm no one
Giving up my light, yeah I'm no one/
Stressing all through the night, yeah I'm no one

One of many growls in that menagerie, vibrating exhibit glass/
spinning in an umbra that's shrinking fast, 
I can see that pinkish slab of meat's under cooked/ 
bullet meets with the foot in a finger snap/
Dali painted eyes, everything these shaky hands have touched is misaligned/
haven't tried to find the crux, nah I just crystallize/
in my basement suite, behind a forest of exhaust pipes/
lacking foresight, bloodied curtains always drawn tight/ 
long nights, and hundred year days /
passing at a blurring rate on upwards curving planes/ 
where I mimic movements of my yesterday's self/
smell the imitation sulfur in this second rate Hell/
avant-garde torture methods, envy's never in a short supply/
"reinvent yourself" logo etched on every poor design/
that thought to fly in gale force winds, those individuals/
all land here crumpled in the dark alleys of peripherals/


In it for the ride, yeah I'm no one/
Living out of sight, yeah I'm no one
Giving up my light, yeah I'm no one/
Stressing all through the night, yeah I'm no one
In it for the ride, yeah I'm no one/
Living out of sight, yeah I'm no one
Giving up my light, yeah I'm no one/
Stressing all through the night, yeah I'm no one

stfu (prod. south.vibe)

atlas

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