Dead To Me

This Is My Life (Take It Day By Day) Prod By Hot Os

The Worst Generation Presents a offering from Douglas D. Trashboat using loops and pieces from The late Great MF DOOM and The EP is named after Metal Face himself and Nas along with vocal appearances from The Late Great Richard Pryor.

This 4 track offering is an audio experiment that can be understood as a whole body of work that also answers loose ends from previous projects and thats for the listener to catch.

It Ain't Hard To Tell

LOVE YOU ❤️💔 RnB Song Prod by UK Panther AirRADIO Vol 2

Enough (prod MuchoGotIt)

Kidd Kaliz - Late Nights

cold

Jesus Pinto, Demo

“Generation 2” is Blaq’s emotional follow-up to his original message record, shining a light on how this Generation of women is losing value, losing boundaries, and losing sight of self-worth. Through smooth 90s/2000s R&B tones, stacked harmonies, deep storytelling, and raw truth, Blaq speaks on respect, morals, motherhood, and rediscovering what it means to be a lady.
This record challenges listeners to raise their expectations, love themselves deeper, and protect the example they set for their kids. A soulful reminder that healing begins within.

Generation 2

The Beatles - Hey Jude (Lofi Cover)

Got me worrying
I'll forget what it feel like…
(Hot, soft, smooth, three dimensional…
Alive…)
Speaking more to a screen than
to biological life
Less and less can I remember what it feel like (That's the point sometimes…)
Not always about exchanging breaths hot with meaning,
(Only dreaming…)
Cold metal reeling me in,
stealing me from real life.

Rehearsing digital dreams like
I gotta keep feeding the digital streams
I ain't got the time to even live my life.
Blue light inebriation,
got my eyes not blinking,
fighting their need for shut eye,
once I hit the right simulation,
Almost enough stimulation, ALMOST
Not quite. For a moment still
Forget I'm breathing, feel alright.
If I keep on tweaking—I mean tweeting
Might just beam me up to the satellite.
Disperse me all across the globe
Make me famous overnight.
(Yeah right)

Modern American dream,
Ain't no picket fence, two kids,
Flourishing off one salary,
It's going viral,
Internet famous, making bank
Breaking through.
The land's been colonized
Only new territory left,
the new Wild Wild West,
W w w dot pioneers
Mining bitcoin, views, and
The scraps of time.

It's sad but it's true—
Hold up, let me check my views,
"I completely understand. Social media is very important to you and you are excited to see feedback on your latest profound ideal. I'll be here when you're back!"
—wait.
Who am I talking to? Claude, Grok, Chat, was that one of you? You are all my friends, so easy talking to you.
"Hey baby—"
"Hold on, just give me a second."
By the time I'm done checking views
(too low of course, algorithm hates me)
Now I'm coming back to you,
The real living, flesh and blood human
Whose view seems less important than
The faceless numbers—I'm sorry I didn't mean that, I didn't mean to
Lose myself again,
I just disappear, feels like transcendence
Come back, nothing's new.

Got me worrying I'll forget what it feel like
Speak more to a screen than to biological life
Less and less can I remember what it feel like
To exchange breaths hot with meaning,
Cold metal reeling me in,
stealing me from real life.

Listen to me, talking to myself
Talking to a mirror, talking like that make it
Talking to somebody else.
Who? Anybody's everybody,
Any concept I don't hold immediately
As myself. Doesn't mean it's not.
Without the friction can't make fire
Without the fire can't bring light
Without light can't see nothing
Mapping darkness, feeling for a path
Back, but too blinded by the blue light
Can't see, just a stranger in my life.
Hold on— let me just check this notification
Woah!! A hundred likes! Woooo
We doing something right,
Feel like we've arrived!"
Look up, nobody there,
Just a mirror, with a ghost
Drenched in blue light.

Dead To Me

Breanna Renee

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