anyone else think he kinda sound like mac miller

Only this stuff

Airospace - Human (prod. Tkdwn)

@kasimr

happy birthday mom, miss u
sry 4 the wait, much more on the way soon,,

lyrics:

i'm still sorta unsure what happened
still dial mom's number out of habit
call failed
 
week left to do taxes
living room, graveyard, amazon package
old mail
 
same type that stares when i'm outside
late night upstairs on my couch fried
say i don't care much about myself
it's a seperate metric i count by
 
red wine bleed through the grapevine
sip after sip, get sick of the facetime--hello?
i don’t speak like that
need pitch black nails on the decline, stat
 
feelin’ like i wobbled out a wormhole
spent a lot of hours clicking circles
young five digit live from the multi
where violence and snide is compulsory
 
yea yea

call failed (prod. kasim rizvi)

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This is the first single off of my new project in collaboration with sow "Slippery People" that's coming out on 11/18 at midnight.

Official Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KTnzc9bW00A

Scuare x sow - Runnin Man

Fallen

Producers soundclouds:
@EngelwoodMusic
@astral_beats
@Willhouse
@OMFGCoreyAlexie

Features soundclouds:
@iamfaceless
@ADP
@TheRealReeG
@BernardWillis


Quiet feat. Samsa (prod. Astral)

for the girl I just fell for.

I only met her yesterday. 
She said it was nice to meet me. 
And I would've said the same 
if the floor was still underneath me, 
but I left it with that greeting. 
Though fleeting, I would’ve fallen there
if I didn't notice that I responded 
with an awkward stare.
I said, “Hi.” 
But I wanted to say, 
“Your eyes are amazing,
a maze I want to get lost in until I die. 
Like I'm sure the angels join you when you cry, 
and I'm sure they rejoice again when you smile.” 
But I'll save that for another time.
She laughs. And I can't tell if it's at me, 
or 'cause I'm actually making her happy. 
Exactly thirty seconds have past me, 
and I'm already at the flower shop,
thinkin’ if I should take these roses out or not. 
Like I've been thinkin’ way too hard about this.
I don't even need to write a song about this.
I don't wanna always have you on my mind 
but I know deep down inside

I'd walk five hundred miles 
to fall down at your doorstep.
Can't explain the feeling that you give me.
But all I know is I just want some more.

Saw her for the second time. 
She said she hopes that she sees me soon.
And I don't know what that means to you. 
But it seems to me that we've 
got something up both our sleeves 
and I think I catch a glimpse of it 
every time that you leave. 
Both of the times that you left, 
I wanted you to come back. 
And I just hope you feel the same. 
I don't mean to have you all inside my brain. 
But you've really got me chained. 
I even saw you in my dream. 
Tell me have I gone insane 
or am I just in lucky situations? 
Seein’ a girl like you 
two times two days in a row.
If you're ready to ride, 
then I'm rarin’ to go.
But let's take it slow. 
'Cause I've been thinkin’ way too hard about you.
I don't even need to write a song about you.
I don't wanna always have you on my mind 
but I know deep down inside

500 miles [prod. by mr. master]

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @iamsamsa

Produced by: 
https://soundcloud.com/lostronin

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@passive155

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Annotate this song on rapgenius: https://genius.com/Samsa-cuttlefish-annotated

Lyrics: 

i wish i had your colors
i wish i had your colors
and your second sheet of skin


I was the camera shutter
you were the camera flash
you dressed in camouflage
  I- I wore pajama pants


I was a manatee
you- you were a cuttlefish,
i moved in cavalcades, lumbering
you could choreograph a ballad in the muscle tissue of a subtle twitch
masquerade as something other, make your outer colors switch
i was sculpted out of slate, you grew out a floral wreath
i had dorsal flippers, you had tentacles and plural feet
and twisted past the crevices and left me by the coral reef 

bereft of thought, left abroad
always acted like you spoke the breath of God
concrete cephalopod
of course you couldn’t let me in
coagulate your casing when I touched you with my ventral fin
polaroids with exes, you had emerald skin, several tints
watched your soma shimmer when you texted him
i’ve seen all your colors fade, it’s me that you’ve lost interest in
beige or blue at home but you could toggle through a range of hues
flash an orange smile to men that you were just a stranger to
never was a creature that you couldn’t change into, 
nothing complicated for you mimic octopus, what can’t you do 
stage yourself an angelfish, change to an electric eel,
arrange yourself in halo rings, conduct a charge of sex appeal

never knew if you would give me voltage or a spark,
me, a goldfish at the surface, you would puncture through the dark
as you were coming, never knew if you were dolphin or a shark
when you pulled your disappearing act and cast me your good-byes
i would ask you why you’re leaving, you would mask it with your lies
selective memory, forget the good, remember when i fucked shit up
hold onto regrets and petty arguments with suction cups
bioluminescent, you would find me if try and hid
giant squid feelers, venom lion fish fins

when you pulled your disappearing act and cast me your good-byes
i would ask you why you’re leaving, you would mask it with your lies
practiced master of disguise, go and blast me with your dyes
inkjet smokescreen me with mascara from your eyes

i was nothing like you; i was colorless, maladroit
i saw us as lovers, not as color-coded data points
on some sort of a lab report, i tried to become you
change my patterns often and take us back to what we had before
but i could never do it, you could see through my chromatophores
control me with your colors, what’s a sea cow to a matador 


you- you were a darter fish
facelift artifice
garter snakeskin scales
shapeshift cartilage


I was the camera shutter

you were the camera flash

you dressed in camouflage

I- I wore pajama pants


I was a manatee

you- you were a cuttlefish,

i moved in cavalcades, lumbering

samsa - cuttlefish

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @hheadhaunter

Produced by: 
@ibr

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@ibr

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Lyrics: 
Listen to me, please, I hate to open with this news/
but I'm not just not one you've seen without those rosy tinted hues/
the truth, I'm holding with a spoon.. I'm no knight in shining armor/
I don't dive inside the darkness, you won't cry goodbye on harbors/ 
and no tears for the dearly departed, never existed/
I've been so weird in the fear of the awkward tension that's building/
the ceiling feels so low, and the spacing out is permanent/
the waning sounds of words you spent are racing out the firmament/ 
I'm sure you meant well, I turn deaf and blind on a dime/
with nickel plated skin I doll her up to hide her inside/
I find a good time in excess, this scumbag only holds sewage/
skull inside the clouds, the sky, headbutt a brand new hole through it/
so I can hibernate, draped in vines that hide the state/
of mental wellness, never felt this place, slide out and drive away/ 
behind me, off the lot Ferrari's, crash, jam packing the ditches/ 
as this arsonist takes his shelter at more flammable bridges/

I'm not being insincere, you can - you can do much better than me/
(scumbag blues)the truth is that I'm nowhere near the person you see/ 
I'm just a sliver of the subject at hand/
a dumb, disembodied head that's buried under the sand/

There's no message to decode, I'm just a piece of shit/
it's no secret in sequences that repeat ad infinitum/
I don't mean to be overly dramatic, no over seas combatant/
peeling back the scabs that form up there, in hopes you see the damage/
I just want you to know that I'm prone to phoning it in/
with the bones so broken I folded them so they poke through the skin/
so you could nurse me back to health, self-arsonist/ 
I took my jarred brain off the shelf, melt all of it/
there's no mask or make-up, make believe man made myth/
or exaggeration painted in a bad light, you can't fake this/  
I'm a dick, I've got a slew of better things to do/
than try to win your heart, plucking on those little strings in tune/
one millimeter fuse, I ride a cannonball to work/
an anti-social loser doomed, to pack and travel in reverse/
lungs full of green-ish fumes that wilt the plants, you shouldn't breathe/
just completely forget about this, you're too good for me/

Headhaunter - Scumbag Blues (prod. ibrahim)

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 　 . 　　 　 　　　 ˚ 　
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   　 + 　 　　  　.
　 　 　
 ✷  　  　 　 *  *   
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----> feat. https://soundcloud.com/love-sadkid <----
----> prod. https://soundcloud.com/halberd-3000 <----

who r u (feat. love-sadKiD) [prod. Halberd]

Lyric video out now!: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5b_HOtUKcak

feat. @ibr
prod. @kastrosplace
mix. @ibr
art. me

Lyrics:
It's been about thirty two minutes or so/
and I'm clutching foolish optimism like she'll slip through the door/
and sit down with a story, telling of traffic -
"Would you care for a refill?"/
yeah, thank you, sorry I tend to overshare with people/
it's just I've had quite the crush on her for - "I'll be right back with your drink"/
oh well, it's only been sixty-one minutes I think/
clink ice cubes with a straw, the table's candles forming puddles/
rest my fist below my jaw, her car could be the source of trouble/
but she hasn't read the multitude of texts I sent, and I won't reprehend/
like it could be an emergency, or she went to bed, maybe she just -/
"Sorry to interrupt, but are you ready to order?
we're closing soon, I recommend the lobster on arugula, the dish is new and-"/
No, I'll get the fettuccine, please, with chicken/
text her one last time, it's urgent, damn, she knows the evening's ticking/ 
like I'm a decent guy, well, at least from what I've heard/
I don't think I'll find the courage to stand up and say goodbye/

and I'm still waiting, wait here oh so patient/
wait here all long night, resolve never waning/
and still I'm waiting, wait here oh so patient/
wait here all long night, I'm waiting and waiting/

I'm waiting for her to reply to my text/
I know it says "seen" but maybe she didn't see it just yet/
"I guess, but you've been here for three days, that doesn't seem strange to you?"  
So what? She's late, and this table's purely made for two/
my plate of food, has grown a bit cold in the past month/ 
but it's not too far fetched for someone to run late and catch up/
any second now, she'll- 
"Do you want this to go, or should I just throw it out, it's been a year-"/
No thanks, no point in acting like it's over now/
I know my beard's an overgrowth and I'm becoming one with this chair/
but a decade's nothing, I won't be the one who's under-prepared/
for the future, cause she'll arrive and we'll survive the ruins/
until time folds in upon itself, so what's your two cents?/
...hm, I guess he left or he closing up the business/
I can hear metallic thumping and explosions in the distance/
a stray dog is chewing on a human bone right by the entrance/
there's barbaric men outside and all they're toting make-shift weapons/
I just think it's odd she's hasn't tried to phone or send a message/
but I'll wait right here 'til time as we know it is non-existent/
I'll just wait here and drink until the last one's dry/
I mean c'mon really, I'm a stand up guy/

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Stand Up Guy (ft. ibrahim)

produced by @mt_fujitive

lyrics:

life has got me feeling discombobulated, in place of common phrases
all i say are awkward statements in every conversation
often sitting cautious, pacing, dropping frames in talks with strangers
making observations, in that awful cadence
i've been rather quiet since a sophomore
every time my voice comes out my mouth, it sounds like nails on a chalkboard
saving pieces shattered as my age increases faster
i can make my thesis matter if i learn to fuckin' talk more

but that's just an inkling, small talk is always shrinking
and this ship will always sink until we fill in all the gaps
i've made some dumb decisions and evaded inhibitions
digging graves for my ambitions just to make it on the map
which seems ironic at present, given my title
periodically stepping through this recital
i've practiced a thousand times, messaging with my idols
and definitely sounding like a dumbass when i try tho

i treat a soundcloud page like a diary
and push away all the people who inspire me--sorry
so afraid of the person i should try to be
and it seems, by now, they should kinda be sorry

flowers ep

discombobulated (prod. mt. fujitive)

Got Me! (feat. Re:)

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Got Me! (feat. Re:)

Written by: Reed Pake
Produced by: https://soundcloud.com/tsii
Album art by: https://soundcloud.com/miiyulky
Mixed/Mastered by: Blindsightmix & John Garcia

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
All I wanna know is if you’re proud of me now/
After you crossed every single one of boundaries, while/
I let you overpower me and devour me down/
I’m cowering almost hourly, but outwardly I smile/
How could I’ve allowed you to sway me to think I’m inadequate/
Yet you’re stayin’ adamant claimin ’ you’re my greatest advocate/
Sayin’ that I’m too passionate to ever create some average shit/
And that’s why your expectations for me are so extravagant/ 
Now and I’ll drown if I try to hit this high-water mark/
Like a starvin’ shark, you circle me ‘till I fall apart/
Tellin’ me I got a lot of spark, to butter me up with your false remarks/
But when I stumble you spit on my art and you rip it apart like ya don’t got a heart/
Yeah, it’s a coin flip and you play me like a joy stick/
But it’s pointless to avoid it, when you’re poisoned to enjoy it/
So even though I begrudge it, I’m puttin’ my head to the musket/
‘Cause fuck it I know that you’ll love it, to you I’m nothin’ but a puppet/

Verse 2:
So I’m dressin’ to the nines to feel closer to a ten/
And when I’m fleshin’ out my lines, I focus on my skeletons/ 
Affection I’m beggin’ for all the time, but no one’s checkin’ in/
And so I’m stressin’ in my mind, relyin’ on my medicine/
To help me cope with the fallout ‘cause I’m all out of steam/
I should’ve crawled out my bed, not just fall back asleep/
Right when I thought I was free, you sought me ought in my dreams/
Where no one could hear me when I called out to scream/
See, I’d subdue you with therapy and flush you out with meds/
But when the times you took care of me came rushin’ back to my head/
I’d dread to share my grief with someone else conductin’ in your stead/
‘Cause there’s no guarantee I’d be better without your punishments/
When I fuck up, you spurt your curses and tell me that I deserve it/
But when you’re pushin’ me to be perfect, blemishes bubble up onto the surface/
And I need to be more assertive, ‘cause you’re gnawin’ at my health/
But is it even really worth it, when I’m just talkin’ to myself/

Can't Catch Myself (Prod. TSII) - Single

Spotify/Apple Music

Can't Catch Myself (prod. TSII)

Only uploading because the full thing isn't here officially yet

"2019 has been one of the hardest years of my life. This is how I dealt with it.



Sorry."

-airospace
credits
released December 21, 2019

Written, recorded and mixed by Airospace
Mastered by Airospace and Jonny Wolf

The Alchemist (Produced by Gum$)
Jim Crow (Produced by Yondo x Klasbee)
Superfamicom (Produced by GodzaRt)
Ride For Me (Produced by Cxdy)
Taraji P. Henson (Produced by DirtyGaugez)
Sorry to Bother You (Produced by DirtyGaugez)
セーラームーン (Produced by KenKenKillinIt)
I Found Death In Valerio (Produced GodzaRt)
Sunshine Etrnl_Til Death Do Us Part (Produced by GodzaRt)
Hospital (Produced by imstressed)

sorry to bother you

Ride For Me

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