This is one of my first samples I ever flipped from my first album ah memories chances areeeee….

finna be lit you already know when this type beat comes on

Chill, Vibes, and a little Heart & Soul

figured i'd make some stuff. here's one with my good pal Jazzinuf. 

been really busy but am working on some big things. 

stay tuned and thanks for being patient for said big things. 

love,

Burney

Coffee & A Cigarette (prod. Jazzinuf)

Thank you to everyone in OTJ for their feedback, and a big shout out to @toccimc for the mix. Thank you @atwoodotj for coming through with an amazing feature and to all the producers involved for making some dope music. Enjoy.

Lyrics:

Don't call me if you ain't already free
Guess it's usual these days and I should start to not believe
I've been tripping on my own two feet
You talking bout my problems like they don't involve me
Hardly, stick to running, when you take it slow you just forget to breathe
so busy glancing at the roses that you hardly felt the breeze
I see the heads of all your nails are painted softly with a t
And in my ignorance I slipped and asked exactly what it means
And you said, this is everything, the pinnacle of my belief
This paint is just a symbolism, god's the only one I need
If anything should happen, if anyone should make me bleed
I hold my hands together, pray to God that he would set them free

Raise your hands, hallelujah
Everybody singing out to God "I always knew ya"
But I'mma keep it real I only came last week
The paranoia got to me and kept me feeling weak

We were talking bout the liquor and the money and the things that they were taking from me
How could I just say it's funny, talk about my tape is coming, sit across from Satan's cousin
I don't have to pay for nothing, why should I be fake for something
Who, told you I'm not giving it my all
They probably right, I quit the drink and got withdrawals
I hit the sink every night, now I reflect on what I've drawn
Not the brightest of lights, but I got something for the fall
Hol' up

Raise your hands, hallelujah
Everybody singing out to God "I always knew ya"
But I'mma keep it real I only came last week
The paranoia got to me and kept me feeling weak

Hallelujah (remastered) || prod. by Grei

merry christmas, everyone <3
thank you for an incredible year

shout out to everyone who worked on this:
@yungestbae (thanks for the godly beat <3)
@iamsamsa (if you need track art, hit him up)
@atwoodotj
@ibr
@chriswright53
@toccimc
@hheadhaunter
@boof-radley
@offthejump

merry Bhristmas

no one ever said (feat. samsa & the otj crew) (prod. yung bae)

SPOTIFY

Rainy Days With Each other (feat. Khai Dreams)

Much more to come soon 🙂

prod. by https://soundcloud.com/leapyearr
mixed by @ibr

Lyrics:

A thousand miles in my head but i aint seen you yet
Runnin through my mind
Wait for me, give ya feet a rest
I used to wanna be the best
And now i just wanna be with you
I'm on my way home girl we'll be together soon
I see your silhouette dancin on my balcony
Makin me feel golden, i would swear you practice alchemy
Knew i should've told ya I'd be there by the morning, but i wanna sneak up on ya and surprise ya with a sight to see
Like, "Hi it's me!"
Would you mind if we
Shared this dance..
I felt our hearts
Synch in beats
So i timed my steps
I'd like to think
That my feet
Wouldn't make a mess
But I'm not good at dancing
So I'm hopin that we can forget 
At least this part
We just needed a kick start
I've felt ya love before and i swear to you girl that it's art
You talkin bout the future only one i care for is ours
And we can be careful but baby i want more of these parts

So we could roll the dice
And we could take our chances
And we could go where life takes us
We don't need to plan it
Baby, i see, me and you together
And i think that we could go forever
×2

Chances..

Summer is Like a Dream

Drifting Away

Download!

Drifting Away(Prod. Dream Koala)

join my discord https://discord.gg/3hzH8G2
Art by @chrosky prod. by @geo_1022 mixed by @halberd-3000
This is one of many new songs produced by Garrett

Automatic (prod. Garrett)

feat. @ibr
prod. @drwn_dot
mix. @ibr

Rock hard below this asteroid belt, exhale breath slow/
open fly, while she's caught inside the James Webb scope/
she could be a star within this vouyerism galaxy/
planets strung together, toys within her gadgetry/
watched her Parker/park her Solar Probe beyond event horizon/
see her flush with solar flares, misrepresents inviting/
booty rises more than tides when she moves/
breaks out the paddle when she's naughty, two dark sides on the moon/
damn, girl's figure's tighter than an airlock/
puts the ass in the astral body, zoom in as her hair falls/
you can hear that booty clap, in the vacuum of space/
call up Planet Express, I've got a package to place/
no pants like Zap Brannigan, I wanna bend her over/
period, I'm serious, I'll even run through red like rovers/
I'm, Curiosity, but that pussy's killing me/
she wants a pillar of creation, not a humble six inch piece/

I call her NASA Akira, crushing hard like a black hole
Her heavenly body puts the hot in Hoth but she acts cold
One giant leap for my manhood when her booty drop
I love her flaws too, even Jupiter got a beauty spot
Bought the Comet Sutra, ten woolongs per chapter
Big spoon and Little Dipper's got a good ring to it like Saturn
Findin the zero-G spot, my Venus for life
Thick as fuck, cuz her butt's a little meatier, right 
Every Tom, Dick, and John knows her pussy Titor
I'm a hadron with a hard-on, we should get in the collider
Always wearin a Gundam, we'll practice safe mechs
No Gagarin reflex, Elon Musk with the SpaceX
She almost got me spellin ISS with an A
No telescope required, my naked eye needs friends for a change
Keep it fresh, and like Pluto - not plan it anymore, and just
Boldly come where no man has come before

Intergalasstic II (ft. ibrahim)

This one has been in the works for a long time, and I'm happy to give it to you all! I hope you enjoy it and please like and share, rp's save lives!
As always, mixed by @halberd-3000 and as mostly art by @chrosky
Produced by @geo_1022 and amazing feature by @kill-bill-on-the-beat

Tonight (x Kill Bill x Garrett)

I finally got a new mic so I can actually make you guys stuff while my actual studio is in storage.

Awkward

verse 1 and mix: https://soundcloud.com/khai_dreams
prod: https://soundcloud.com/hi-er
cover art: https://soundcloud.com/mysticalfluff

hier sampled the piano from same drugs by chance the rapper
so we pretty much remixed the song without realizing



boonk gang

sameTVshows w/ khai dreams [prod. hier]

CHECK OUT THE REMIX https://soundcloud.com/atwood/khai-dreams-through-and-through-atwood-remix

Produced by Wizard Island (https://soundcloud.com/wzrd-island)

Bass provided by Semi/Cool (https://soundcloud.com/samperlman)

Guitar provided by Zach Hoffman

shout out 2 @through-and-through

Through and Through

Through and Through (Produced by Wizard Island)[REMIX IN DESCRIPTION]

prod. @ibr
mix. @ibr
art. me

Lyrics:
I wouldn't mind dissappearing right about now/
and try to steer towards the sea to drown this strident sound out/ 
two-wheel driving on the upperside of anxious to the final stage/
while staring at the acid rain that's eating at the wiper blades/
fall out hyperspace and drift into a gas giant/
try to blame the type of plane but truth is I'm a bad pilot/ 
ads hyping sales on intimate lines/ 
half off uncomfortable sensations for a limited time/
a free involuntary twitch comes with the panic I feel/
I let my car blink in the ditch until my hands reappear/
you could say I fear it, disappear in act I, the stage is set/
worries worn to specifcations that the tailor met/ 
it says to break the glass in case of uncertainty/
the world will melt into nothing at one little button, I just have to turn the key/
see, I felt the pressure that bubbled, I know that I shouldn't have locked my knees/
I think it's stupid I told you stay calm, that's just hypocrisy/ 

There's no point in me wiping the mud off/ 
without the aplomb, my dreams are subpar, I'm in a dust storm/
while she plays a guitar and hums a love song/ 
about to see her then I wake up on a belt, leading to a buzzsaw/ 
stay to watch me melt down to fluids, stressing out, focused/
on the mouth of madness and it's chewing with its mouth open/
eyes closing, recalibrate the visor on me/
I'm heartbroken, just a valet for white Ferraris/
too panicked but it's my fault, alright I'm sorry/
see my anxiety and my calmness in a fight for glory/
prepping the white hot forks for the cold slab of meat/
keep feet kicked up in this same old atrophy/
in a taxi seat I'm making a getaway quick, in a minute I'm getting up out/ 
of the panic attack in a masterful act of defense with a method pretending I'm fine/ 
I think that I figured the minimal stress level out, settled down/
into the mouth of a blender, king panic attack, metal crown/

Blood, Dust, & Moonlight (prod. ibrahim)

Wrote this for Obama I hope he listens...

prod. @byrook1e

In Love

In Love(prod. Rook1e)

Spotify! https://open.spotify.com/album/4JCJno4pvVx8Z5qyKBwd9H
(also on itunes/googleplay/allthatjazz)
https://soundcloud.com/hheadhaunter

https://soundcloud.com/lasoa

Mixed by Me

Time is frozen 'round me, started shifting, ground against
The shit I'm in midst of.  Friction mounting, matter twisting, grounding, stitches bounding
From they're binds.  Ticking fabric off of time.  Arguments with fences blind,
And on the other side, I see a pistol shouting
Cap is busted, tap of drums inside my head to match
Flash, brighter than the sun, pulled in, and my head is ash
Slash cracked, "sprinting to the car, how'd I get past?"
Whipping right and left, medula jellos in the back, ra-di-o

Why oh why, you running away?  
See you always try, not try, and slump and then fade
Once there was a time you'd reply with doubling haste
Don't let it pass by, quick strides and jump in your place

Barely speak, let ink stains scream like stank papes
Truck strewn across the pavement, find myself the same place
Can only hope that kinked veins speak with same grace
Lost my caution long ago, they wrap the scene in Blank Tapes
[Headhaunter]
A thin film of sweat and I'm coughing up blue paste
Bouquets start to bloom out the suitcase
Hacking up oil on the ground 
Innards uncoil out my mouth on their own and then mutate
Roof caves in to two fog lights and a grill of defeated insects
It seems so stringent, the rules of reality just won't bend in these petri dishes

My pain receptors aren't deemed efficient, I'm mesmerized by the sight as the fires burn
The slow-mo tires turn, in time-time to configure, a well-done wider berth
Like it can hold a ragdolled burnt out match head topped body, that's falling up quick in a car-part volley
Eyes fixed on a twirling hatchet, all dropping, in sync, in an airborne slalom

Oh god I'm stuck in a stasis, crash course, expressionist painting where I'm at war
With shattered glass and the dangerous shrapnel stuck in time, a levitating castle
All avoid the ground, I hate to feel, radio swan song, no one takes the wheel
There's no come down, I won't make it real, no come down, I won't make it real

Melting ft Headhaunter [prod Lasoa]

prod. @geo_1022
mix. @atwood
art. @headhaunter (that's me)

I think I got on the wrong train.

Lyrics:
I’m on the red line
ricocheted bullet train - white hot projectile
still asleep as we blur by
stirred by the end of line warnings, sayonara's, next times

the city pulled into frame fast
like the opening scene of a silver screen classic
and nostalgia comes slithering back
with disgust and desire coiled in the same bag

where the buildings all twist downward at nightfall
you’ll feel a drop as the clouds start a dialogue
where thunder’s more common than silence,
an idea’s more rare than round shards of light bulbs

then we glide underneath buzzing power lines
where the billboards say you’re running out of time
and the targeting systems 
that argue within every drone is heard with stunning sound design

where the guides know the answers but they won’t tell you 
and rogue spies stab each other in their hotel rooms
where the bars serve lost souls, as their old selves snooze
in the dirt with a thirst that they won’t quench soon or ever

and the goons always move together
where the feedback’s looping itself in a noose
and my train rolls through the nether
past a rainbow’s end that is melting to ooze


Where the neon drenched streets run empty
where the sea sits too still
where the air feels too heavy
and shadows fly drunk from the ink you spill x2


Shhh, the city’s still asleep
as downtown twitches in the middle of a dream
there’s eyes in the sewers, long fingers to the sea
where the cold case answers are hidden in the deep

and my train roars in the foggy morning
where the law and order’s got the tallest fence
and reporters are told to stop recording
or get drawn and quartered by the armoured mechs

where the who’s who is who’d you assume
producing cubed food too brutal to chew through
where doom and gloom just grew to full bloom, 
a fuse had just blew a few screws loose

and who knew taking coins from the slumbering dragon
was spending a few moons waking him up
now he flew here, poised above hundreds of banks where
the brokers in new suits pay him in blood

where serial killers find viable partners in crime
via apps as a likeable monster
and violent stepfathers in lab coats
are doing trial runs, to perfect every childhood trauma

where the sky is just cold dark space
except for the light of a single bright dot
the train doors open and don’t close again 
so I guess that this is my stop

End of Line (prod. Garrett.)

Tsuki ga kirei desune

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Chances..

Atwood

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