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Tumbling (feat Atwood) (prod. Jeff Kaale)

Anchored (prod. Abe Masaryk)

Mixed and produced by https://soundcloud.com/ibr

Melting (prod. ibrahim)

Strings (prod. drwn.)

youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xqNQ-_Xoq2o
can't give enough credit to https://soundcloud.com/iamsamsa for coming through with crazy concepts on this gem. mad love to https://soundcloud.com/sagekyote for the killer production
lyrics:
scalpel to the heart trying to stop the bleeding 
symphonic Mozart echoes off the ceiling 
study symbols in each scar trying to catch some meaning
I’ve come to the conclusion yo I must be dreaming
yo I must be dreaming yo I must be dreaming
I’ve come to the conclusion yo we must be dreaming

wake up screaming
same dream that I’ve had for the past six years
it starts on a metal x building, feet are on the ledge, 
head starts tilting, teeter on the edge
and I jump off and it feels like a month long as I’m falling
then it cuts off as I plunge through an awning,
yawning, wake up and
I don’t really know what to make of it I
really wish these night terrors stopped
swear to god, these night mares are awful
scenes out a gothic novel, worst part is that I’m the author
x maybe I should call a doctor, maybe I should get a fucking shrink to see me,
whatever, turn on the TV, channel flip through a bunch of repeat
episodes of the twilight zone, flip to a sports channel with the highlights on,
through the primetime news and a lifetime film and a wildlife doc, then finally stop
on an infomercial
bout a controversial 
experimental, non-reversible
medical procedure
dream deletion, remove potential to dream while sleeping
and enjoy your rosy slumber
interested? call the toll-free number
one eight hundred 5867-633, fine print under, I ignore it 
just grab my phone, and dial the digits till I hear the tone, 
fingers fidget till I hear a lone voice across the speaker groan
thank you for calling
we’re no longer offering our service, I’m awfully sorry
we’re lawfully obligated to close off of our operation
thanks for your cooperation 
and they hang up
rang up their office a second time
and a third and a fourth and fifth and on the sixth I checked the line
to hear a voice give me directions to their office, there’s a sign
out front that says siesta inc in rustic print and when I find it
I should go up flights of stairs until I see a shining light and
walk through halls of doors until I get to room one hundred one
and as they talk I grab the keys and let my Civic’s engine run
and drive until I see the sign, and park my car and walk the floor
and run up flights of spiral stairs until I think I see the door
and open wide and step outside, behind me now the door is shut
I’m standing on a concrete ledge and must be 80 stories up
and as I’m slipping off the edge, I can feel my iPhone rung
and I pick up and hear the voice behind the metal echo “jump” “jump” “jump”
i must be dreaming, like i must be dreaming

flashback to the night before 
lucid swimming ocean floor 
following this motion towards 
the shore but I can barely make it
seems like everything is vacant 
except a solo lighthouse in the forest 
door is forced shut but I climb the ladder
at the top a sadder picture or illusion
eyes moving to a city left in ruins
past the woods, I draw conclusions 
wait, heard a sound 
return to ground, in the trees it seems louder
so I scatter after fractured laughter 
patterns in the distance hear it echo 
losing minutes as I let go of existence 
as I know it, tip toe into this wasteland 
lots of empty spray cans tagging no man’s land
on all the building torn down to pieces 
I wonder if man kinds now become an endangered species
and if so, what’s the purpose of my being?
I’ve come to the conclusion that I must be dreaming
man I’ve come to the conclusion that I must be dreaming
still can’t wake up so I see what all my dreams are really made of
as I follow through the wake of whatever massacre occurred
thoughts growing more disturbed passing every single curb
til I swerve into a burning sign and think
where else have I heard of Siesta Inc?

Silent Crowns

Spotify

Siesta ft. samsa (prod. Sage Kyote)

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @hheadhaunter

Featuring:
@teeawgo

Produced and mixed by: 
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@iamsamsa

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Headhaunter - Minute ft. THIAGO (prod. ibrahim)

feat. @yori_beats
prod. @btmkr3000
mixed by @ibr
covert art by @chriswrightotj

N/A feat. Yori

wake up, it's time for bool

@nosentences

got my eyes on the computer screen, tryna work my digits in
fidget with the lettering but never with the sentences
pause check the clock, and it appears it's six a.m. again
another night wasted or another day finished
and my mind is steady running in place
i don't wanna fall asleep, 'cause i've got so much to say
but i don't wanna stay awake and keep exhaustion at bay
because i presently am dead inside the bed where i lay
i might as well work now, maybe it could suffice
as more a method of confusion than a dip into life
it's like my body parts are planning out an intricate heist
but my mind is logged in on a different device
and my session expired, i'm exceptionally tired
every step is like fire straight from my head to my toes
see, i'm an excellent liar when i've slept the required
8 or 7 hours prior, but at present i'ma go the fuck to sleep and--

*bwoooooooooomp*

okay rise and shine, hello to the ladybugs
insert several other stupid phrases about waking up
rub the sleep out of my eyes and view the clock that hangs above
and hit the snooze a couple times to keep my hours 8 or plus
check my phone once, twice, three times, four
just so i can see the second i'm messaged by mon amour
for a date or a small excursion straight to a donut store
where i'm holding an open door to convey that i'm spoken for
and it's great, it's a total score, it's a wonderful set of things
that exist in my present bubble of love where the petals sing
as they're blooming on every flower, moving to better springs
engulfed in a heavy shower of rain that the weather brings
and... even though my days might be presented slow
they pass before my eyes at higher rates than even jets can go
and the cycle will repeat itself like history and reddit posts
so what's the point in fighting it? i'm staying up and letting go

alarm (prod. no sentences)

download <3

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @iamsamsa

Produced by: 
@yungmai

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@passive155

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samsa - driftwood

@aimless-beats

hey, everyone is someone at least a little bit different online
don't be scared to be honest, okay?
love you
<3

LYRICS:
we all got internet personas
internet personas we hide behind
we hide behind

we all got demons deep inside us
demons deep inside us we try to hide
we try to hide

i forgot who it is i truly am long ago
but i'll keep searching for it while i can

i knew a boy who could outline a shape in a second
that's display was eclectic in a way that was second to none
he had a hand than swam like fish in the seas
and a penstroke that'd bring any critic to his knees
it was beautiful, flowing like the blood inside my artieries
he painted hearts as targets and was practicing his archery
mastering the artistry he carried in his chest
until at best it was a godsend, and worst, it was a part of me
'til suddenly... things began to seem different
moods dissipated into blue and grey pigments
but surface-wise his screen names were never inefficient
as a method to communicate that happiness was with him
so a couple thousand people saw a perfectly inoccuous complexion
while i was tryna talk him through depression
the lesson to be learned is that your heros aren't invincible
just normal folks who often need expression, so pause and leave a message...

if you want; they'd probably appreciate it...

...internet personas
internet personas we hide behind
we hide behind

we all got demons deep inside us
demons deep inside that we try to hide
we try to hide

i forgot who it is i truly am long ago
but i'll keep searching for it while i can

i knew a person who could cultivate the words that they aligned
in a way that could coerce a train to fly
a perfect state of mind in which to learn creative rhymes
until their person was emburdened by the verses they designed
and they began to lose their touch...
the little quirks in all their writing became terse and uninviting
and ingesting any lettering they surgeoned into life
instead of being entertainment was inert and just absurd and all the work was fucking tiring
and suddenly... they were writing less and less
in spite of their success they saw no light and second guessed
the creativity they harbored in their heart
there's only so much fucking artwork you can make 'til you forget the way to start
so a couple million people saw some dipping in the frequency
of music while they fought idiosyncracy
that slept as mental illness... and woke as some peculiar train of thought
that masqueraded as a symptom of a hindering deliquency

i hope that all these words have made you think of me

internet personas, internet personas
we all got internet personas, internet personas (x7)

internet personas (prod. aimlessbeats)

internet personas (prod. aimless)

with @nevermending

lyrics:

fading out
i can't see

something is breaking me
taking my faith and replacing it slowly
with what i don't know as my own
please point me back to my home

'cause i'm so trapped
in this god damn house

and i should be grateful
and swallow my pride
but i can't seem to stop all the longing inside
for whatever it is that i found when i left for you

your hand finds mine
and then we shall shine 

but i might not be
there for you this time

sorry to be
the bearer of bad news
but i can't do this 
you've got me blue

parking garage sesh

trapped

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

feelin' gross & morose

lyrics:
don't love an artist
if you don't love yourself
'cause they'll paint all your flaws
and they'll make them look beautiful as hell

and don't love an artist
if you like what they make
'cause you'll be immortalized in thousands of notebook lines
and splotches of paint

and when they leave
you'll be stuck with a hole in your chest
with the scent of their skin
and the feel of their bed where they rest
and you can't forget
'cause you live in their works
and when you see those pieces
they just make you feel worse

'cause they knew who you are
oh, they knew very well
but the truth is that now
what you're left with is only a shell

so don't love an artist
'cause they'll take who you were
and they'll hide you in acronyms
bury you deep in the shapes of their words

and when they leave
you'll be stuck with a hole in your chest
with the scent of their skin
and the feel of their bed where they rest
and you can't forget
'cause you live in their works
and when you see those pieces
they just make you feel worse

they just make you feel worse

dont love an artist

don't love an artist

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

i miss u

yea

LYRICS:
maybe it's the question, maybe it's the answer
i don't know the reason now
and maybe it's your eyelids, maybe it's the moonlight
but something beautiful sticks out

and i'm in my bedroom, watching through the window
stare at the sunlight, wonder where the time is going
you're in the bathroom
crying with your shirt undone
now we're on the freeway, speeding past a cop car
stole your mom's van, and took it for a test drive
and you're sat in the backseat
looking at your best friend's hair

i wanna be more than a cheat day in your diet plan
you can be the lungs, baby, i can be the diaphragm
just breathe, just breathe, and you'll be fine
just breathe, just breathe, it happens all the time

CHEAT DAY

Had a lot of fun making this one, some feel good vibes for yall. More coming soon :)

prod. by @lowkeylocus
art by the amazing @saintkales (on insta)
mixed by me

Lyrics:

Dial up my number
if you really wanna
If you if you if you really wanna
Dial up my number
If you really wanna
If you really really really wanna
×2

Hit me on my phone line
Brrr brrr (brr brr)
I aint wastin no time
Skrr skrr (skrr skrr)
Get the hash by the pound sign
I think her ass got a pound sign oh my
Makin calls I'm about mine
Ay
Drop bars like I'm outside
Wait
Like I'm really really outside
Ay
Stay connected no down time
Ay
She be all up in my cell phone
Like, she can't even get her self one
I, hit the keys like I'm typin
Huh, give her a ring like I'm wifin, wifin
Beat soundin like the touch tones
Ay
Got my team peep samsung/samsa
Ay
We-we gon get service once the bands come
We the clique like a camera camera

Dial up my number
if you really wanna
If you if you if you really wanna
Dial up my number
If you really wanna
If you really really really wanna
×4

DIAL

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @atwood

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

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@chriswrightotj

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Lyrics:

Catch me catch me. .catch me
Catch me catch me in my whip
She was whining bout my songs so i dropped her by the crib
Catch me catch me. .catch me 
Catch me catch me on my shit
I said we should make a song, Kev said we should make a hit

And we on it, on it
Yeah that's all it really is
You can find me with my dogs, you can't find me with a bitch
Said i got this, got this
All my enemies is pissed
Yeah i got a couple foes
Funny all they shots just missed
Like they botch it, botch it
Homie that's just how it is
Someone gimme couple watts in this bitch we gettin lit
That's a promise, promise
I mean look at what we did
I said kevin what's your thoughts
He said i think this is it yah

Catch me catch me. .catch me
Catch me catch me in my whip
She was whining bout my songs so i dropped her by the crib
Catch me catch me. .catch me 
Catch me catch me on my shit
I said we should make a song, Kev said we should make a hit yah

Oh no yall do not know me
Go so hard when I'm brollic
Flow so sharp I'm whet stoning
Yall so tired ya rest on me
Photo shots I'm not posing 
Four door cars for the homies
All my squad got 5 on me
Yo, almost forgot "Tocci!"
I be snappin snappin snappin pics
Yeah my pick up game be crackin she be fiending for the fix
And she laughin when i run it do it for the shits and gigs
Why you actin when you love it you know this ya this ya shit yuh

Catch me catch me. .catch me

Overdose, I'm more than dope a quarter dose of don't know just hit this
Comatose, I know i woke em up they wanna know what song is this
Go for broke, but only show to steal the show and handle my business
No control, got loco motives, drop the song when it blow we in this

Catch me catch me. .catch me
Catch me catch me in my whip
She was whining bout my songs so i dropped her by the crib
Catch me catch me. .catch me 
Catch me catch me on my shit
I said we should make a song, Kev said we should make a hit yah

Atwood - Catch Me (Prod. By Kevmo)

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)

it's never enough </3

lyrics:
i'm prodding around this vacancy
this empty hole you left in me
i thought i'd fill it soon
with someone else's skin and you would too
i'm sorry for you how feel
i know you see that swerve behind the wheel
you see yourself inside the ground
and i know i can't fix you with sound

but i can try

if you'll open up your eyes
and i'll show you the way i dive
into this ocean of dismay
this terrifying grey in which i sleep
and there's no disguise
i just wait for my demise
as it comes towards me
it can't ignore me...

anymore

and i'll keep losing friends
whether it's to death or to the wind
it's such a passing trend
being a breathing and living person
at least it seems that way these days
with how often my loved ones slip away
i'm growing concerned for my safety...

i hope i'm not next
i'm too scared to die
the concept is frightening
but still i can try
and i hope you're not next
i love you too much
everything you say
i use as a crutch

so open up your eyes
and i'll show you the way i dive
into this ocean of dismay
this terrifying grey in which i sleep
i know the void
all my patience is destroyed
when i start panicking again
and start ignoring all my friends

but i hope i'm not next
i'm too scared to die
the concept is frightening
but still i can try
and i hope you're not next
i love you too much
everything you say
is never enough

NEVER ENOUGH

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @chriswrightotj

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@chriswrightotj

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Lyrics:

When I'm on my own I got problems with myself
Got pictures on my phone I won't show nobody else
I'm addicted to the poems like a needle and a belt
I got women for the night that been hiding on my shelf
I could take you out in daylight, wouldn't feel ashamed
Planning like a play write, put you on a stage
If you never really cry why your eye look so inflamed
Not a fan of all the pride you got running through your veins
But everybody got a couple flaws and that's ok
Sent a pic to me your mamma wouldn't like while on your break
Lady ain't you got a job, I know you ain't gotta shake
But if you got what you snap chatted, I know it it ain't fake
Yeah, she just start to laugh, told me "baby, oh you back at it"
Nowadays my pocket feeling kinda like a cash-caddy
Mixing up a drink and you calling it some bad magic
You said you weigh 120, is that with the back added?
Yeah yeah

Take your camera out you gotta film this
Yeah, I just graduated to a real bitch
Now everybody wanna know what the deal is
I just made a plan in my mind and I built it
I'm hanging outside
I'm hanging in the daylight
X2

Yo fuck graduating, think I'm about to fucking ghost
Feel like stay puft working on my taikwando
And I don't wanna bide my time by coasting
I'm trynna get a rarri with a flag on both ends
Would you still down if it don't start
Singing you to sleep every night like I'm Mozart
Waking on the highway swerving in a go cart
Lean with it baby if we going for the gold star
You said I need someone who can tell me when I'm tripping
Take you round the world, 80 days of me filming
They say word is bond, but they betting on the villain
Never been a pawn, I got way too many children I made you,
You ain't got a birthright, you just get a ghost write, 
candle over wax like you burning vinyl lofi
Pander for a cap like your falling out a cold nine
Handle on a plaque, grinding teeth for a co sign, yeah

Hook

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