This Shit Pops like my enkels when i skate. Amazing

summer time vibes

LYRICS VIDEO: https://youtu.be/t2g4MudxpPY

STREAM HERE:
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Written by: Reed Pake & @hi-clavita
Produced by: @user-530621763
Cover art by: https://www.instagram.com/clarsart
Mixed/Mastered by: @3astman

Spotify/Apple Music

What I'll Be (feat. Clavita) [prod. eeryskies.]

Flowers

Chugga, Chug, Chuggin! 

verse 1
Hey there, lonely one.
I hear you loud and clear.
I’ve been right where you are,
and I trembled with fear.

verse 2
I was shaky, I was quaky,
didn’t know what to do.
without my smokes I’m flaky.
then my LOVE left me too!

chorus
All I can say, is there’s a better way!
Don’t turn to drink,
and don’t start druggin’
All you need is lottsa huggin’!

Don’t even risk, a drop to drink.
Next thing you know, you’ll be
“Chugga, Chug, Chuggin’!”

verse 3
I tried to be my own doctor.
A high-"Dunce-ity" mistake!
I’m the King of Knuckleheads!
It’s what I do for Heaven’s sake!

verse 4
Being a self-directed pharma,
Never worked out in the past.
I thought, “NO FOUL, NO HARMA!"
Had to heal that 12 gauge blast.

[bridge]
Plan a picnic, what a day!
Invite a friend, NOT a Hugger Mugger!
Bring Allen Carr’s,
“The Easy Way.”


[chorus]
All I can say, is there’s a better way!
Don’t turn to drink,
and don’t start druggin’
All you need is lottsa huggin’!

Interlude
Don’t even risk, a drop to drink.
Next thing you know, you’ll be

“Chugga, Chug, Chuggin’!
Chugga, Chug, Chuggin'!
Chugga, Chug, Chuggin'!
Chugga, Chug. Chug!"

"CHUGGA CHUG, GUZZZLE!
CHUGGA CHUG, GUZZZLE!
CHUGGA CHUG, GUZZZLE!
GUZZLE. GUZZLE GUZZLE!"

chorus
All I can say, is there’s a better way!
Don’t turn to drink,
and don’t start druggin’
All you need is lottsa huggin’!

Don’t even risk, a drop to drink.

Next thing you know, you’ll be
“Chugga, Chug, Chuggin’!
Chugga, Chug, Chuggin’!
Chugga, Chug, Chuggin’!”

“You’ll be alright!
This too shall pass.”

+Chugga, Chug, Chuggin!  (Grooves like a MOFO + Gtrs Remix) Reidmoto: Lyrics & Producer

Check out @atwood, @wzrd-island, and @biskwiq

All songs produced by @wzrd-island and @biskwiq

All tracks mixed by @biskwiq

Cover art by @biskwiq

Nice Colors

Sunshine

Listen on Spotify

MUSIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EO_i9nHvCEk
TWITTER: https://twitter.com/khaidreams
INSTAGRAM: https://www.instagram.com/khaidreams


Produced by Philip Etherington(@philip-etherington), Matt Jordan(@bigbon3), Biskwiq(@biskwiq)
Additional production by Middle School(@yungmiddleschool)
Engineered by Middle School

Listen on Spotify!

Sunkissed(music video in description!!)

prod. by @biskwiq & @geo_1022
mixed by me
additional vocals by @geo_1022

Follow me on social media:
insta: instagram.com/iamatwood
twitter: twitter.com/atwoodotj

Lyrics:

Ace in the pocket
I pray that it's not a flush
Pacing and walkin
You say that it's not enough
Well hey what about this 
Stay for a while and trust
Baby we could try a little bit of living for a minute if you feel it cuz the night is young 
And you were so close to me
Off track, on beat, all over me
I'm so "back in my bag" like groceries
We getting crossed by the neck like rosary 
Woe is me, the coldest g, the whole six pack
Overthinking, hopefully we in that
Open season, sober me would dip back
But that's all just chit chat

Don't you, wanna fall in love tonight
We could roll the dice
Maybe I'm not really thinking
Won't you
Come and try just one last time
Twist your arms in mine
I'm falling faster and faster
Don't you, wanna fall in love tonight
We could roll the dice
Maybe I'm not really thinking
Won't you
Come and try just one last time
Your arms in mine
I should just let you go

Please. .don't. .stop
I still wanna love you tonight
You my track number nine
Another throwaway
Keep these thoughts
Outta my head I still try to deny
That I'm not doing fine
No really I'm okay
I'm under my guise, so typical
I fell out my mind and into you
Never on my side, peripherals
-so abysmal, gotta give it to her
She had me on line so digital
I'm so fuckin fake it's fictional
Hands up in my face
Hands up in my face
Oh god it's so conditional
Think I just need some space
Tell me what's thats gonna take
You're always reading my face
Don't know what I'm really thinking
We used to paint the town
Now i dont make a sound
I cant stand when you're around
Think i gotta let you loose

Don't you, wanna fall in love tonight
We could roll the dice
Maybe I'm not really thinking
Won't you
Come and try just one last time
Twist your arms in mine
I'm falling faster and faster
Don't you, wanna fall in love tonight
We could roll the dice
Maybe I'm not really thinking
Won't you
Come and try just one last time
Your arms in mine
I should just let you go

Gamble

YOUTUBE: https://www.youtube.com/c/khaidreams
TWITTER: twitter.com/khaidreams
INSTAGRAM: www.instagram.com/khaidreams

Produced by Matt Jordan(@bigbon3) and Biskwiq(@biskwiq)

Now and Then

Untangled

feat @keepitinside
mix @keepitinside
art @ocoenia
prod @ttwoface

song about my girl

In the Palm of her Hand (feat. keepitinside) [prod. twoface]

prod. @officialbiosphere
mix. @atwood
art. @headhaunter


Tall tales - short attention span.


Lyrics:
It was a while ago but I used to make origami/
I used to fold washi paper into cranes for a hobby/
I formed their bodies with perfect angles and dog-eared corners/
making everything from Bengal Tigresses to pale Border Collies/

where you could pull their tails to make them flap their wings/
or pinch their necks to make them roar with their complex anatomies/
but that all came crashing down tragically when, well what happened is/
or was, a horrible freak paper cut accident/

so I tried out something different and practiced martial arts a bit/
transformed my legs and arms to armaments, an armistice I forged between my mind and body/
Karate chopping thick slabs of marble to marbles and
blocked a kick with nothing but thinking the thought of “I will block this kick”/

I fought and fought again, I’d always win/
until one day I fought the wrong sensei and somehow lost to him/
and then I figured I could use a new hobby fast/
when I woke in the ICU, mummified inside a full body cast/

so I tried out woodworking, and learned a thing or two/
about building birdhouses and a sanctuary for the endangered with the zoo/ 
and without nails or glue I built some perfect-fit architecture with versatile sandalwood/
that even termites wouldn’t dare to chew/

but the Steel Industry is a much different beast,
their countless inner rings of arsonists don’t like and fear anything built with trees/
so I got into magic with simple tricks/
err, I mean illusions, like how to make a yacht disappear without sinking it/

I put live rounds inside a real gun for every bullet I’d catch/
and I sawed a lower limb, double amputee woman in half/
but when your Transported Man has to trap, clones in tanks to drown/
they’ll take you out, pulled at the drop of a hat with a vanished act, but still, I’m safe and sound!/ 

but rules are rules so I was gone fishin’/
I threw a net and accidentally caught a dolphin pod in it/
I’ve got some FOMO, rowed from coast to coast/
and caught the Lochness Monster without my rod and then caught the Ogopogo with it/

I studied mutated fish in ponds near Chernobyl/
with evidence of Kraken tentacles adorning on our boat’s hull/
we stumbled on a whaling operation, so we thwarted them/
but let’s just say my fishing boat’ll never be seaborne again/

so I got into miming…/
then I tried out a comedy class to practice my - timing/
and I’d showcase new material at sold out shows on the weekend/
then I auditioned for SNL and they let me host for a season/

I popped up on the screen opposite promising Hollywood starlets with Oscar noms/
in romcoms with a record box office streak/
but my private pilot had the last laugh
when I cracked a joke and split his sides, and we were forced to crash land/

so I took the plunge and tried out diving, took a stab at fencing/
gave clay pigeon hunts a shot, and then I tried to tackle wrestling/
tried the chef thing but I let Gordon Ramsay ingest some foreign bodies/
so I’ve been thinking ‘bout getting back into origami/

Spotify!

The Hobby Swapping Problem (prod. biosphere)

Featuring: https://soundcloud.com/kidaprilart & https://soundcloud.com/deadchemist

Lead guitarist and drummer: https://soundcloud.com/user-908683638 

Lyrics: https://genius.com/miles-powers-back-to-business-lyrics

SPOTIFY etc.

Back to Business (feat. Kid April & Dead Chemist)

♪♪ when i lost my mind ♪♪

lyrics: https://genius.com/Again-again-eighty-five-lyrics

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
vocals (in order of appearance)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
@plnetgirl
@atwood
@noeldac
@geo_1022
@collidingwithmars

~~~~~~~~~
production
~~~~~~~~~
@geo_1022
@collidingwithmars

~~~~~~~
artwork
~~~~~~~
@wetdaytimetable

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
mixing&mastering
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
@atwood

follow our social medias @againampagain

eighty-five

prod. @geo_1022
add vocals. @atwood
mix. @atwood
art. @headhaunter

Lyrics:

I peck at the perfect Peking duck she cooked just for me
we sit at her table, my thigh’s touching her foot underneath
she sips her wine then asks if I like it with the Hoisin dip
while I pretend I haven’t realized she poisoned it

I lie and deflect with a classic bathroom excuse
and run the tap before I puke the food I had to consume to keep up the ruse
I return to her refilling her glass
as I try to discern if mine was mixed with pills from her batch

but eh, perhaps I’m being overly cautious
also deploying this protective shield is so damn exhausting
it’s just a date, but I can’t this shake this awful feeling
that she’s a siren, deadly black widow, femme fatale in secret/

hold up, wait, what’s the reason she chose me over any other
she’s just feigning interest in me as to not blow her cover
it’s smart, so I take a bite and compliment the meat
‘cause I can feel the eyes of the sniper who’s perched across the street

a perfect date, a perfect murder for tonight
a lovely evening or a planned out homicide
it’s a perfect date, a perfect cover for a crime
the first of many or the first and final time
X2

She washes off the Ginsu blade, I clean the table up and
I silently wish that we had had this lovely date in public
she starts raving ‘bout true crime and then motions towards the couch
throws a documentary on right before I go turn her down

but before I know it my escape hatch slams shut
and we’re midway through exposés on crazed bandits, man hunts
assassins and kidnappers, serial killers, and such
when I spy what looks just like a pistol in her bag, tucked

so I whip out the bathroom excuse, but it comes out jumbled
“I need to bath the room use!” - like full on run and fumble
then I slink through the hallway out of sight and tie up my hi-tops
burst into the night, sprint outside of the sniper’s eye shot

safe and sound, except for those phoney vehicles
unmarked vans and CIA agents disguised as homeless people
under toxic chemtrails, and reptilians with different coloured fangs
at least I left her place unscathed to live another day

A Perfect Date... To Die For (prod. Garrett.)

you'd think after 5 years of full time work that i'd be better at getting up around my alarms

prod by redMOSK
mixed by @yuiedits

lyrics: https://genius.com/Sheffdan-late-lyrics

Late - prod. redMOSK

♬ i'm afraid i might've let you get too close ♬

produced by @juiceboxcaviar & @geo_1022

written by @juiceboxcaviar & @silver

mixed and mastered by @geo_1022 & @atwood

artwork by @novasunkiss (instagram)

lyrics: genius.com/Juicebox-caviar-close-lyrics

close

stream on spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/30r61ftxU9BKOYmHbPPGdG?si=0SiWxO8fQe-KKeNbmxVNtg
stream the 'on the move' EP by me and marc: https://open.spotify.com/album/73vjPtfpDl4n7I7fKDlY7Q?si=n2YLe_jFQl6tPf97DMvibw

produced by Noden
art by @rosarrie
engineering by @3astman

LYRICS
[verse: zamir]
you be like bubble tea 
you're like a summer breeze
under trees
when i'm around you, uh
all of my troubles leave
i'm at ease
i don't know how to, uh
tell you just what you mean to me
why you mean to me
playin with my heart 
you're bees' honey
sweeter than a dessert
yea i take a bite and my teeth hurt
your features, you a keeper
takin lives you the reaper
you're taking control
i wanna make you my own
youre always on my mind
with you i'm safe and at home, like

[bridge: zamir]
it's like i'm filled up with coffee
you keep me up late yuh
you just a little bit cocky
that's in the best way yuh
there ain't no mimic or copy
you like a upgrade girl
why you be killing me softly   
giving me chest pain huh

[bridge: marc indigo]
i don't know just 
how i'm supposed to be showing 
you the way you make me feel inside
you're so close and 
yet distant and out of focus
thinking maybe i should close my eyes

[verse: zamir]
ok, waiting waiting for the right time
but i hesitate and let the clock tick
you keep radiating, as your light shines
i cant help it i'll be getting drawn in
on my moth wings, i'm exhausted
tryna fight against the way i feel now
maybe time for me to put my hands up
maybe i don't need to keep my heels down
i been running running from my heart
but you been up to something from the start, yeah
i know you're Eros with a bow and arrow 
from the way you tearing me apart, uh
pow pow pow
three words that i never thought you would've shot at me 
so i drink em in like some bubble tea 
yeah i think i'm in.. i'm in l-o-v-e

[verse: marc indigo]
ay, you so bubbly you so lovely wow 
got me tripping stumbling 
just come over i need your company now
found you oh so luckily 
warm heart but you ice cold 
gorgeous with my eyes closed 
hope i'm on the right road
don't know, dice roll but we on the move 
can't lose if i'm lost with you 
let's go got a lot to do 
let's go maybe i'm your dude 
said so to myself back when i met you 
and it's probably true 
stay around we can paint the town
'til we're falling down and exhausted fumes

[bridge: zamir]
it's like i'm filled up with coffee
you keep me up late yuh
you just a little bit cocky
that's in the best way yuh
there ain't no mimic or copy
you like a upgrade girl
why you be killing me softly   
giving me chest pain huh

[bridge: marc indigo]
i don't know just 
how i'm supposed to be showing 
you the way you make me feel inside
you're so close and 
yet distant and out of focus
thinking maybe i should close my eyes

[verse: marc indigo]
baby girl you're my bubble tea 
so i keep you safe this a bubble rap 
i know that i'm trouble but 
i clean my act up like a bubble bath
'nough of that, give me all your love 
i promise you that i can double that 
come with me and you ain't coming back 
never said i was a humble man 
but i can treat you right 
just turn my sour sweet tonight 
don't burst my bubble let me float 
up in the clouds and see the sky 
you shine so bright don't need the light 
i like to write about the way 
you wake me up and make me feel 
so happy happy every day like

[bridge: marc indigo]
i don't know just 
how i'm supposed to be showing 
you the way you make me feel inside
you're so close and 
yet distant and out of focus
thinking maybe i should close my eyes

Gamble

Atwood

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