reminds me of a hamilton flow😭its rly good tho

you got talent, hope you're doing well, you deserve it

Your music is amazing man. I'm hella surprised you aren't more popular.

Track 9 from "Alphabet Soup" by https://soundcloud.com/scuare

Alphabet Soup

Scuare - "General Lee" [Prod. Blacksheep]

First track with Dahm in a hot minute, I thought it was time to bring back the Constellations vibes! Shoutout to Erameld for the insane production and fantastic engineering as always. Watch the music video here :

Glow-Fi

WHEN WOES BECOME SUSTANENCE W Rav [Metal Fingers]

Prod @Bluemorgan 
Rec @Taliron.wa @wa.studio
Mix et master @Taliron.wa @wa.studio

JACQUES PERVERT - LE FER

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @hheadhaunter

Produced by: 
@fausuto

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@iamsamsa & @chriswrightotj

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Lyrics:
I've been on pagoda rooftops under distant moons/
blue and yellow sneakers dangle - argent ships with twisting fumes/
I've been removing my shadow with this rusted claw hammer/
I've been defusing these battles, over chunks of dark matter/
I've been stuck halfway down in the rabbit hole/
to find who famously framed him for payment, accident prone/ 
I've been blowing these kisses to dim-lit figures of death/
I gargled this tincture and lingered like its signature stench/
I've been chilling in the stomach of the dogfish I've been hunting/
for a month with welcome company of matches and a bucket/
I've been fucked, under the diamond filled rain with a faulty umbrella, under the weather/
telling myself I deserve better than wandering nowhere with pointless vendettas/
foot in blender, brain in the oven another night/
wring my bones out, hang my skin up in the sun for it to dry/
I've been outside, is this acid or rain?/
I spent life savings on cartographers to map out my day/

Every night, I've been so far out/
haven't lifted up a single finger, lounging in the clouds/
every night, I've been so far out/
with my jewel encrusted bones, my weathered skin was never found/
x2

I've been under arctic ice inside the cryogenic chamber/
deadbolt, then I locked it twice and had the dial for set for "later"/
I've been on the roof with turtle dove in hand/
the heavy rain on slant and half a life to span to love and laugh/
I've been flung on no name brand inertia/
through the wormhole, where's there's about, zero planets fertile/  
I've been burned up, coughed up out the lungs of reality/
balancing on palisades, been actin strange, no one's been after me/
but I wear this paranoia on my sleeve like it's in  style/
I swear there's cotton candy coloring that's dying these clouds/
I've been, lying around like I said this square is a circle/
(that's dumb as fuck), that's the stuff that I've been scared to revert to/  
so I've been cradling this brain with utmost care/
locked away behind the door that's up those stairs/
I've been right here, just barely out of reach/
a two eyed light-year stare, while the galaxy is sound asleep/

Headhaunter - Long Time No See

A song I wrote a while back when I was all angsty and shit that I finally got around to recording.

Lyrics:
I don’t wanna go through this
I think I’m just gonna kick back and let my mind drift
I don’t really have any time for this shit
I wanna isolate myself, I feel real irrelevant 

Why do I wanna please anyone I need to just have fun but I don’t wanna feel lonesome

Currently pondering, wandering, wondering, why I jack off to the point where there’s no cum

I hate existing, crying for help since the beginning, yet I’m still persisting, making snaps when no ones even listening 

Fuck it, 
(chorus) x2     

I was damaged
But I’ll manage
I’ll micromanage my life 

Grant it, something goes wrong
I’ll leave the planet, vanished- so long, bye-bye

Fuck it man, you’re out of your mind if you really think I value my life
Mind is dreaming through the whole day, nightmares keep me up at night

I am more than gone, just have a look at one of my songs
Fuck the web, fuck my friends, fuck you for sticking around this long

I’m feeling nauseous     
My mind’s in this constant process
Conscious of worrying people and doing nothing to stop this

Fuck it

(Chorus) x3

Hey vaughn, what’s up you preachy hypocrite
Brushing people off but then advising them like you know shit

You don’t know anything, it’s been a whole year and you still bring her up
On top of that, you’re breaking hearts but play victim, you’re fucked up

Tell your friends you wanna die
and then schedule your suicide
But on Instagram you lie
And say you made it up the whole time

When you made your friends cry
And you say you do this cause you’re bored
Well guess what my guy
You don’t deserve friends anymore

You don’t deserve a fucking audience applauding shit you narcissist 
You need some help, but you’re too stubborn to take a step back and face all of this 

Maybe just jump off a bridge, you’re not an artist but a coward bitch, I’d love to see you powerless, it’s your fault for starting this

You don’t get into fights with people you just take it out on yourself
maybe you should take a break and call someone or maybe get some help
Instead of making people your whole world and leaving them in hell
Man fuck you, you pull shit over people just so they can’t tell

if you’re joking or serious 
Driving everyone delirious 
Stop being such a fucking dick
Hey vaughn are you hearing this

of course you’re not
Cause one incident caused a chain reaction
You’ve grown anxious
And forget how you used to get people laughing

But you remember how you used to scream loud
Talk shit about people to the same people you’ve talked shit about
I propose a solution that I think is best
stop fucking over other people just because you can’t get over your ex- man!

I deserve to go through this
This time next year I’ll make sure I don’t exist 
I don’t really have any time for this shit
Maybe I should just go ahead and end it-

I don't wanna go through this

Art by me and @melithescary
Mixed and mastered by @disjointedbeats

Produced by @lordgramm

[Verse 1]
The morning wakes me with a gentle hand
Wrestles me from bed and wipes away protective pentagrams
That’s enough, I know my rights at least, I read the law
Alright, I don’t read nonfiction and the law, the least of all

The paintings that she gave me greet me from the eastern wall
Antique recorders sleep where she’d be, if she wouldn’t be so far
Lately I’ve been thinking more in prose, it worries me
What if Courage the Cowardly Dog could be more Couragely

What if I try a plunge from the peak of useful thought
And like a sponge, soak my head and scuba in a cooler bog
What if I were to rap and wear a dirty derby hat
And blurt: “I think it’s working I can feel the wording surging back!”

I’m kinda like a serpent coiled around a traffic cone
Feeling like a riddle, in a nonsequential palindrome
Have I neglected my ambitions, have I been devout?
I eat my breakfast on the balcony and think aloud

[Hook]
 A shortie in a yellow rain hat
Was sitting by the river with her fishing rod and laying back
She hooked an oyster heart from the riverbed
And gave it a name and some love and a cigarette

A couple puffs and the oyster opened up to cough
And when she leaned in, it spoke and told her not to fall
The heart was bigger than the place the thing was living at
She struck it with her vorpal blade and cracked it with a snicker-snack

[Verse 2]
With my breakfast done, I toss the crumbs on the lawn
For the birds to munch on and dodge a swan song
They need to eat, like a certain other songbird
I’m yearning for an encore from her at every concert

I hope she’s watching where she’s paddling
And using caution when she’s traveling and being bedazzling
She can be clumsy in the sweetest way
But won’t admit it, I still worry for her punk ass either way

She gave a candle to me and I plan to savor it
Don’t wanna burn the wick, I may be saving it, yep
Fearsome eyes like hundred thousand piercing knives
A dopey smile cute enough to clear the dreary skies

I hope you’re goofing off and feeling like a champion
I should take my plate inside for rinsing and get language-ing
Down the rabbit hole, this time around it’s not so bad
I even kind of have a goal this time around, I’m not so mad

[Hook]

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Souwester (Prod. Lord Gramm)

Mixing, mastering, and producing by @dustbunnybedroom
Art by https://twitter.com/trulymiffy please check out their art !!
(Single version of the song "Pretty Face" from the @summercampco Winter Compilation)

Stream it on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/34ewObtxbnS73495nDWJNh?si=oZPFPSMSRhu5fTqjYFnjEw
Buy it on Apple Music: https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/pretty-face-single/1449921170

Ukulele Chords: cmaj7, e7 ,fmaj7, fmin7 
Ukulele Chord Tabs: 0002, 1202, 5500, 1313

Guitar 1 Chords: C5, E5, F, Fmin
Guitar 1 Tabs: x35xxx, x79xxx, x87xxx, x86xxx

Guitar 2 Chords: C5, E5, F5, F5
Guitar 2 Tabs: x35xxx, 02xxx, 13xxx, 13xxx

Genius Lyrics Link: https://genius.com/Mahal-slick-pretty-face-single-version-lyrics

Lyrics:
1-2-3-4

Man, it’s been a minute
I never had time to finish 
Sick of it, it’s repetitious 
Oh baby I’m getting vicious

With the love like this, with the love like that
With the love so quick, with the love so bad

Girl whats up witchu? Tell me whatcha really wanna do
I don’t got a clue
Always fuckin angry with different kinds of excuses
Feeling useless
But the truth is, I don’t think you really fuck with me
What a mood switch

1-2-3 with a hit so sore
4-5-6 we don’t kiss no more
We just stay inside, we don’t go outdoors
Never doing all the shit we used to do before

You wanna switch it up though
Why you gotta cut throat
Hit me with the wrong arrow, that's a crossbow

I don’t wanna solo
Nana to my Popo
Honey you don’t ever gotta do it all alone cuz 
_
Baby we don’t need to change
Maybe we can be the same
Girl I miss your pretty face
Your pretty face x2
_
I don’t wanna see you crying like a raindrop
Droptop, Ima take you out to the sweatshop
Maybe we could sit back, finna make the cat pop
And you know I never fold, like I was a laptop

I don’t really see a problem
Baby you be trippin
All I want is all the lovin, and the huggin, and the kissin

And the old you back since
The new you lackin’ 
Issa a new wave, Issa plan of attack cuz
_
Baby we don’t need to change
Maybe we can be the same
Girl I miss your pretty face
Your pretty face x2

Pretty Face - Mahal Slick & dustbunnyroom (single version)

photo by ismael cosio
LYRICS ON GENIUS: https://genius.com/Mr-master-big-finish-lyrics

LYRICS ON GENIUS

big finish

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.)

did everything myself on sum russ shit lmao

cover art by Faith Denham

I don't wanna go through this

blendtastic

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