I hope you know you know how to sing. My shoulders are dancing, running for a high bro!

Biv the only rapper who can pull off drill and not sound cringe

passive impulse

GET IN THE BIN

Talk To Them Not Me

biv - and w/checks

I can't tell you
Why I held you
It's living a lie
And I hate that
Send my way back
She don't pick a side
She don't pick a side

When outside
Come alive
Bitch wanna speak 
Never gonna ride
Find what I like
Profit to die
Don't see why
Don't see why
Bring em out
Bring em out
Fuckas goin die by theyself
You found a better life yuh
No I ain't wishin you well
Highlife
They live in a highlight 
They letting it fly bye
They letting it fly

Been attacked
Keep it bagged yuh
Down my luck
Keep my pack
Kill my racks yuh
Bitches sad
Dead my last
Hold my tags yuh
They been attacked
All they check 
All they checks yuh yuh

I'm makin the payback
I don't hesitate that
She love when I play back
Yuh
She know my way back
She know my way back
She know my way back
Who was I
I'm not so fine
At least I tried
At least I tried
Who was I
I'm not so fine
At least I tried
At least I tried

Payback
Been myself on the way back
They shouldn't save that
Run on my own, but I face that
Hold up ya set
They never forget
Slave to the check
End of my days yuh
Why that
Why you violent
I love when they bite back
Bitch gettin side tracked
Level to climb back
Devil inside that
I'm rippin the pain back
I'm rippin the pain back


omw back (Prod. by KAMAARA)

Handle what I need,
I'm back by the night
I could leave a scene
When they die, they don't fly
I don't wanna see my life in a lie
I don't wanna see my life in a lie
In the wrong yeah
Speak that on myself
100 on the dash, go and kill theyself
They run and they hide
Run and they hide
More than hungry, I been built, no I don't switch yuh
Carve myself, gut my feelings, I don't stitch yuh
If it's problems, I don't want em, but don't flinch yuh
Lonely end, we don't forget, I burn bridge yuh

And I'm running for my life
Running for a high
Still burn by the night
Don't send me signal
Don't share what I hide
Don't share what I hide

While they runnin, get deep in this bitch
Fly out the window, with the beam on the wrist
I been on the hunt, blood seep through the clip
Full time, fuck fam, this bloodline
Can't trust mine
Can't trust mine
Hands to my core
And I only want more
I can't pass up half the words that she swore
Hands to my core
And I only want more
I can't pass up half the words that she

Answers to code
All the smiles that they show
And it's only, it's only, the world that they know
Answers to code
All the smiles that they show
And it's only, it's only, the world that they know

I'm better than what I pay
But I never save the day
I'm better to fade away
I'm better to fade away
I'm better than what I pay
But I never save the day
I'm better to fade away
No they show me better way


bloodline (Prod. by KAMAARA)

Man down, man down
Got new plans for a payout
My mind safe house
Run my time it's spaced out
Man show up with face out
Man down, man down, man down
Got new plans for payout
My mind safe house
Run my time it's spaced out
Man show up with face out

Wake up, wake up, wake up poppin 5
Who the fuck is I
I reside, by no side
Let a mothafucka die
Let em try
Time fly fly by
Weeks turning into months, summertime
Holla back
It's more than racks
Bitches been too cold with that
Throw up signs and roll a pack
They roll a pack
Holla back
It's more than racks
Bitches been too cold with that
Throw up signs and roll a pack
Bitch roll a pack

Why these white bitches acting like they vicious
Don't talk shit, I just talk business
Put myself in best positions
Know this life ain't what they missing
Can't be happy till it visit
Man come round for hand me downs
Prayin on the bread like christian
Why the fuck you askin half the questions
Man got plenty blessings
But they keep me stressing
Learn my lessons when aggressive
Bitch boy getting too defensive
When I pull up life expression
When I pull up full expression

I don't need a cent
From your bitch or from ya set
No regrets 
til they find out why I left
Burn my flesh and split the debt
Humbled by my mental threats
Feeling less when I get
It's a problem
I'm upset
What about it then
I still flex
Act like everything been best
And no less
Steal my heart right out my chest
Money never made man
But made a couple friends
Run for what they can
I can't pray for better man
I just pray for their advance

safe house (Prod. by KAMAARA)

KAMAARA:

No disrespect, but only came to collect yuh
Pull up in all black, suggesting you run us that check yuh
Don't pose as a threat
You pussies dont pose as a threat
Mayville, Mayville, baby yeah you know the set yuh

Biv:

Yall don't come from a spot
Where the pussy get popped
And the jaw get locked yuh
Ball so hard need ice on the cock
But I flaunt what I got yuh yuh
Still ain't need me a lot
Pray on my life
All the bitch want want
Dick in her gums
So she suck my funds
It's never her spot
Bitch just stop
Stackin thoughts
That leave me lost
I been exhaust
The smoke involved
We list it off
Can't miss at all
The shots get sprung
Ya mans is gone
Fuck this life
Bitch fuck you on
Fuck this life
Bitch fuck you on
Fuck this life
Bitch fuck you on
Bitch fuck you on yuh
They set it all up
For failure an such
Dastardly deed
No different to me
We chasin the fee
Got family to feed
Nobdoy should see
The happy we feed
Nobody should see
I need what I need
No different than me
Stand for my shit
While they taken they seats
Stand for my shit
While they taken they seats

KAMAARA:

No disrespect, but only came to collect yuh
Pull up in all black, suggesting you run us that check yuh
Don't pose as a threat
You pussies dont pose as a threat
Mayville, Mayville, baby yeah you know the set yuh

Biv:

Bet that bitch want me dead
They been knockin in my head
I'm not living just for them
Bitch I'm crawling out my flesh
Bitch I'm crawling out my flesh

Bet that bitch want me dead
They been knockin in my head
I'm not living just for them
Bitch I'm crawling out my flesh
Bet that bitch want me dead
They been knockin in my head
I'm not living just for them
Bitch I'm crawling out my flesh
Bet that bitch want me dead

Block it up
Block it up
Block it up
Bitch
Block it up
Block it up
Block it up
Bitch
Block it up
Block it up
Block it up
Bitch
Block
Block
Block
Block
Block it up bitch
Block
Block
Block
Block
Block it up bitch

set collect Ft. KAMAARA (Prod. by Biv & KAMAARA)

existence - intro

Not a fuck up
I just keep my grace
Boy don't speak my name
My time never waste
I want better days
Live in better days 
My heart never breaks
I don't keep the shame
I don't show my face
Show my face
Not a fuck up
I just keep my grace
Boy don't speak my name
My time never waste
I want better days

Bitch I got plenty to spend
So many problems I shouldn't forget
Many many many said
I was better off dead
Look at the moments I shed
See me living in they head
Bring that paper for my mother
Half these fuckas been a fed

Live in better days 
My heart never breaks
I don't keep the shame
I don't show my face
Show my face
Not a fuck up
I just keep my grace
Boy don't speak my name
My time never waste
I want better days

Live in better days 
My heart never breaks
I don't keep the shame
And I don't show my face
Not a fuck up
I just keep my grace
Boy don't speak my name
My time never waste

live to break

Easter Frequency (Rebirth in E Minor)
You are invited to a ritual.
Not a release. Not a show.
A frequency.

Easter Frequency (Rebirth in E Minor) is a ceremonial album made of 12 tracks, each one exactly 2:11 in duration.
12 micro-portals.
12 layers of a cosmic egg.
12 chances to be reborn through silence, light and sound.

This is not Easter as a date.
It is Easter as a transformation.
Each track is a crack in the shell, a breath of light breaking through inner darkness.

Inspired by the sacred egg as a symbol of resurrection and awakening, this album is a sound pilgrimage—from stillness to spirit, from vibration to bloom.
No drops.
Just soft glitch, celestial pads, flowing synths and ambient ritual textures.

It’s not meant to be heard. It’s meant to be allowed.
Not to be danced. To be passed through.
Not to be repeated. To be reborn.

Listen with headphones. Eyes closed. Heart open.
Let every layer break something old inside you.
Let your breath guide the rhythm.
And when you finish...
begin again.

The creature on the cover is not alien.
It’s your essence being born anew.
It’s the egg you are, opening in E minor.

Welcome to the ritual.
Happy Sonic Resurrection.

-----

Easter Frequency (Renacer en E menor) es un álbum ceremonial de 12 piezas, cada una con una duración precisa de 2:11.
12 micro-portales.
12 capas del huevo cósmico.
12 oportunidades para renacer desde el silencio, la luz y el sonido.

Este proyecto es una Pascua vibracional.
No celebra una fecha. Celebra una forma de morir y volver a ser.
Cada track fue compuesto como si fuera una cáscara que se rompe, un espacio oscuro que da paso al sol interno.

Inspirado por la energía del huevo sagrado como símbolo de resurrección, este álbum es una travesía desde la respiración contenida hacia la expansión del alma.
No hay estridencia.
Hay glitch suave, pads celestiales, synths de agua y texturas rituales.

No se escucha. Se permite.
No se baila. Se atraviesa.
No se repite. Se nace.

Te invitamos a escuchar con auriculares, ojos cerrados, cuerpo presente.
Dejá que cada sonido te abra una grieta.
Dejá que tu respiración acompañe cada latido.
Y si sentís el impulso…
Volvé a empezar.

La criatura que ves en la portada no es un monstruo.
Es tu vibración emergiendo en forma nueva.
Es el huevo que sos… abriéndose en E menor.

Bienvenidx al ritual.
Feliz Pascua Sonora.

Ritual of Repair (20)

New plug

Produced by https://soundcloud.com/pxlse

Lyrics:

Can't see that place,
Cover your taste,
I been a waste,
Stuck with your ways 4x 

Can't see that place,
Cover your taste,
Poppin' prescriptions, with nothing to chase,
I been a waste,
Things I can't change,
Things I can't face,
Things I can't change,
Mix the products till I cave,

I been hiding for days,
I been a waste,
I been ok,
Don't even bother to wait,
I been waste


I've had enough of myself,
You ain't wanna hide on my shelves,
Bundle up, hide in my cell,
Bitch I can't tell what I felt

I ain't ask no one for help 3x 

Come find the fuck out,
You ain't know what you been speakin' bout

This how it gone be now 2x

you don't listen to me anyway (Prod. by PULSE)

Dark Eyes

prod: @voidexx

Lyrics:
i see the pain in her eyes
tear out the light from her life
the blood will spill tonight
run get out my sight
underneath the dying light yeah yeah yeah
underneath the dying light yeah yeah yeah

underneath the dying sun
you're the only one
yeah we fall apart
break my fuckin heart 
walk away with him 
walk away to sin
the road looks lonely now
just fuckin end this shit
underneath the dying light
i might run escape the night
underneath the dying light
i might lose myself tonight
yeah yeah yeah
i might lose myself tonight
yeah yeah yeah
underneath the dying sun

Dyinglight

Sleeping through the holidays,
Crippled in my pain,
Talk to me love,
Am I sane?
I Don't feel the same,

No pressure, what they said now,
They don't know what I let out,
Everyday they don't see how,
I'm surrounded by a grave now,

Mama take hold of me,
I'm scared of dying, scared to bleed,
All my voices hear you speak,
All my voices hear you speak,

There's only you,
There's only you,
It's always been you,

Sleeping through the holidays,
Crippled in my pain,
Talk to me love,
Am I sane?
I Don't feel the same,

Tear my eyes out if you could,
Kill the world where it stood,
Just as we should, just as we should,
Tear my eyes out if you could

bloodline (Prod. by KAMAARA)

Biv

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