Jackson's earlier productions

Reggae Instrumentals

I think I’m low key depressive

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Breakbot - Baby I'm Yours (feat. Irfane)

Originale musique composé et joué par BASSMANSEB (09 avril 2015)
batterie : Thomas Vandendorpe
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KiLLO Beats - Dark Horse (Reggae instrumental)

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cos i had the best of the worst sides
and i had these lungs
and i had too many flash fires
that i just let them burn

till my chest is on fire
and my head just wont die
i guess im lying cos i wanna
i guess im lying cos i dont
cos i just feel so tired
like its move or slowly die
you aint you when youre like this
this aint you and you know it
but aint that just the point

you dont know
how to let go
who said this must be all or nothing
but im
still caught below
and ill never let you know
no i cant tell you nothing

cos im a fucking mess sometimes
but still i could always be
whatever you wanted
but not what you needed
especially when you been needing me
cos im a fucking mess sometimes
and ill say what i dont mean
just cos i wanted
or maybe i need it
swear lyings the only rush i need

cos all i needed was some words to say
that all these feelings dont mean shit to me
cos its all just chemicals anyway
anyway
and i got way to many routes to take
to make this all just go away
and find another heart to break
so heartless with the words i say
just saying what im supposed to say
cos i had nothing for you
i cant love when i cant even love myself
things i would rather be thoughts at the back of my head but im addicted to hurting
and i got these lungs
and I spent too many late nights
thinking a hole in the earth

till the sky is on fire
and my head still wont die
i guess im lying cos i want to
i guess im lying cos i dont
cos i just feel so tired
like i need something to come alive
she said you aint you when youre like this
this aint you what you done?
and i said thats the point

you dont know how to let go
who said this must be all or nothing
but im still caught bellow
and ill never let you know
no i cant tell you nothing

cos im a fucking mess sometimes
but still i could always be
whatever you wanted
but not what you needed
especially when you been needing me
cos im a fucking mess inside
and ill say what i dont mean
just cos i wanted
or maybe i need it
swear lyings the only rush i need

/numb

i think you think too much of me

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Just a recording I did with my cousin in Brisbane while I was away for the holidays. Sometimes we feel things but we should always talk about that cos if you bottle stuff up youll foam out your mouth and people might think your a foam volcano. Namaste

Absent yet rampant

An instrumental Banger from DialloBeats, available for the true lyricist only.

Seasonalshift

HIP HOP REGGAE A CARGO DEL MR H HAM & MR BARBAJAN EN LA VOZ WARRI P EN EL BEAT ¡¡

H-ham - Barbajan - Warri p (HIP HOP REGGAE CUT)

Easier said than done </3

Prod. By Nick Mira

Goodbye & Good Riddance

Lucid Dreams

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maybe the sun will come

A lil beat I made. Wanted someone to rap over it but that never happened. Feel free to chuck it up on your own soundcloud if you rap just credit me in title thanks bruhz. 

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Old af song i never released, its old people, don't judge me ahaha

forget me

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Be Alright

Yo so i had a buzzy ego death on some shrooms and have been making pretty random music ever since so yeah. just speaking my mind.
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Sometimes I feel crazy
Everything faze me
I cant understand
Why I do that change me 
Whisper in my ear 
And break me insanely
Brain sprinting marathons
Look, but don’t faze me

I cant understand why she do that
I cant understand why he say that to me
Whispers in my ear don’t say that
Look me in the eye but don’t speak that to me

I cant even think, to think im not crazy
I cant even think, to think  it all faze me 

If u don’t know my name
Then don’t try see my pain cos
I don’t wanna be
In everyones brain cuz
Look me in the face and see
Im on the sober buzz
But things don’t seem to change
After all those fucking drugs

It All Faze Me

Man I hate rap, but if the shoe fits, wear it
I've become a freak of nature all the kids stare at
Who walk around bumping RAW with the shit blaring
Saying "Fuck school" and dropping out like a miscarriage
I'm embarrassed
And I'm ashamed I played a part in this devilish game
Making your common sense perish
But I ain't taking the full blame
Cause most of you chumps running around here ain't never had strict parents
All of your brain cells rotting from weed
You feeling like if you ain't got it, life's not as complete
You having sex with every-motherfuckin'-body you see
With a past so dark that Satan'd jump out of his seat
But still you out in these streets thinking you hot as can be
Without the knowledge to lead so you just follow the sheep
Making sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
While your favorite rapper's like "Yeah, he got it from me"
You been brainwashed by a fake life that you're used to livin'
When I say the word "fun", what do you envision?
Probably drinking and smoking out with your crew
And chilling with clueless women you trying to bang, bumping New Edition
Is that all you think life really is
Well if so, then you're a fucking idiot
I honestly feel like grabbing your head and hitting it
Matter of fact, you don't even deserve a brain; GIMME IT!
Do you even have any goals
Aside from bagging these hoes and packing a bowl
Well let me guess- No
You're only in school because your parents make you go
When all you do is play beer pong and hang out with your bros
Yo, society's got you living for a whack cause
You're a fucking adult with no skills at all
You don't read any books or play ball
You don't draw, you literally do nothing at all
Still you fiend for the glamorous fruits
You don't have cause you idolize rappers that do
And all they say is "I got money and it's stacked to the roof"
And now you think that it's gon' magically just happen to you
How? Your lazy ass don't commit to labor
You pick something up, try it out, and put it down two minutes later
Then you complain about your life cause it ain't getting catered
Now whoever tries to call you on your bullshit's a hater
You wanna succeed, you have to try
Or one day you'll get older and regret it all cause you can't provide
Your friends are lowlifes, don't act surprised
Look, just cut the bad fruit off of the tree, make the sacrifice

Girls, stop acting like you want a guy with traits like Romeo
Bitch that's a fucking lie
You always talk about how every man's fake
And you can't take it and you want something real
Shut up tramp, save it
Twice a week you put on your makeup and damn bracelets
And head to the club half-naked with your ass shaking
Pulling a lowlife nigga who claim he cash making
Til you let him hit and find out he work at the gas station
One of them niggas got you pregnant and you can't raise it
But you caused it, your actions made a fat statement
You want Romeo, then act patient
And stop fronting like he in the club posted in the back waitin'
It's the club, where guys put on a new persona
After they get loaded with a few coronas
They always shouting and wild out with habits that very few condone of
Then they look for beautiful brainless bitches like you to bone 'em
Then when they leave you, you cry and cry
Talking 'bout, "Oh my god I can't find a guy
I've spent so many years and I've tried and tried
Why am I even on Earth? I should die"
You want Romeo, you're not worthy
You're cock-thirsty
You're nasty and probably got herpes
Sometimes the secret to find is to stop searching
Try a new formula, cause your last one's not working

The term "real nigga"'s publicly used
And I need to know what it means, cause I'm fucking confused
Are you one for always busting your tool
With nothing to lose and something to prove to homies up in your crew
Is it because you're selling drugs to get loot
And brag about how you done been shot and stabbed
Like it's fun to be you
But your life's a struggle, right, and you just hustling through
Nah, you hamster ass nigga, you just stuck in a loop
Man, why do black people gotta be the only ones who can't evolve
Cause you in the streets acting like a neanderthal
It's clear you can't stand the law, you're lost as an abandoned dog
And all you're interested in is fighting, rapping, and basketball
I can't even fuck with you, cause if we out in public
You gon' get caught stealing some shit and get my ass in trouble, too
You'll get old and be nothing
Living life in these streets, thugging and starting shit with anybody mean mugging
Look at you, a real nigga, thinking your life's cool
Girls used to turn me down for guys who were like you
'Til you grab their heart and shove a spearhead right through
Then they regret it because it wasn't the right move
Your real nigga talk seems bogus
A real nigga don't brag about being real as long as he knows it
And his future doesn't seem hopeless
A real nigga stays out of jail, handles shit, and he keeps focused

So all you rappers whose soul is out in the wrong
You inspire the issue I wrote about in this song
You go to pile on the young who roam around in the slums
See this is what happens when rap's overcrowded with bums
Hope the hour is long when I'm rolling out with your tongue
The man above is my guide, you know the power is strong
All you menacing freaks are only in it for cheese
And the mass control limit was breached - fuck hip-hop
They only in it for cheese, and any eyewitness can see
They purposely making the innocent weak
My existence on this planet's for you, I ain't only here to benefit me
Yo, we need to make a change while there's still time
It is hard, and sometimes I struggle trying to reveal mine
I can guide you if you feel blind
I just need you to be willing to journey into my ill mind

Hopsin - Ill Mind Of Hopsin 5

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Self-produced, kiwi music, hopefully makes you vibe.
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Just listen to the demos hahaha, ill do what I can, 
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