🔥 Snake Puppy Beats presents: “I Put It in Grease (No Catch & Release)” — the official fish fry anthem!

This track is all about the real fisherman’s code: catch ‘em, clean ‘em, and throw ‘em straight in that hot grease. No catch and release — just West Coast bounce, crispy snares, funky bass, and clever bars that turn a day at the lake into a block party feast.

🎤 Hip hop storytelling meets backyard celebration. If you’ve ever pulled up with a cooler full of catfish and lit up the fryer, this one’s for you. Head-boppin’, fun, and straight from the culture.

👉 Press play, nod your head, and let the grease pop with the beat.
#FishingAnthem #SnakePuppyBeats #HipHop #WestCoast #FishFryVibes

Grease (Remastered)

Much more to come soon 🙂

prod. by https://soundcloud.com/leapyearr
mixed by @ibr

Lyrics:

A thousand miles in my head but i aint seen you yet
Runnin through my mind
Wait for me, give ya feet a rest
I used to wanna be the best
And now i just wanna be with you
I'm on my way home girl we'll be together soon
I see your silhouette dancin on my balcony
Makin me feel golden, i would swear you practice alchemy
Knew i should've told ya I'd be there by the morning, but i wanna sneak up on ya and surprise ya with a sight to see
Like, "Hi it's me!"
Would you mind if we
Shared this dance..
I felt our hearts
Synch in beats
So i timed my steps
I'd like to think
That my feet
Wouldn't make a mess
But I'm not good at dancing
So I'm hopin that we can forget 
At least this part
We just needed a kick start
I've felt ya love before and i swear to you girl that it's art
You talkin bout the future only one i care for is ours
And we can be careful but baby i want more of these parts

So we could roll the dice
And we could take our chances
And we could go where life takes us
We don't need to plan it
Baby, i see, me and you together
And i think that we could go forever
×2

Chances..

KiD X Deanna - Dopamine

rap by https://soundcloud.com/love-sadkid and art by https://soundcloud.com/chrosky 

Please go follow them they're both very talented individuals! :)

lofee x sadKiD

On Spotify, iTunes, Google Play, etc.

Prod. @yungmaple
Mixed and Mastered by @iamhrtbrk
Cover Art by @iamhrtbrk

afterlife (prod. 🍁yungmaple🍁) [Available on Spotify & iTunes]

Ft. @Verqoh
Produced by @haruhijinju

[If you liked the old version, don't fret I've uploaded it for you]


the single life got my eyes open when i sleep
cupid run my city he got shooters in the streets
he waitin in the alley and he aimin from the trees
so gotta hide my face when im goin out to eat
cause bet a baddie gonna show me to a seat
cupid be spikin all my ramen and my tea
smiles everywhere they keep aimin at me
one shot to the heart and im fallin to my knees please
standards pretty simple he got them on file
his posters downtown with a bounty on my head
most important qualities i guess is smile
laugh humour music consent
chillin on tinder lookin for the right hitmen
cheesy pick up lines to any woman who would listen
ok cupid he done plenty of fishin
he got foolhive bumblin hes efficient
hey this aint so bad
im just a busy and curious bee
still crushin on the cutie from my high school class
and barely breaking ice when i order my tea
im kinda confident ordinarily
but these women got me bent like origami
i just want a date with some pho or some banh mi
like a cutie who can eat thats how sean be


Cupid comin for me so im always on the run
He keeps firin his love from the barrel of a gun
He dmed me on insta just to tell me bout his plans
he said if i see you on the streets you gonna catch these hands

cracked up, 
now im really getting sad cuz
im not sure if i had love
but now its time to pack up 
im leaving, im leaving

rolling out, 
when i see her, i be zoning out
eyes on her, yh, my phone is out
ay, taking photos now

cupid chasing
i been stupid, losing lately
useless maybe,
clueless in this music i been doing lately

cupid chasing
i been stupid, used to lazy
useless lately
aint nobody love me like they used to lately

Catching Cupid's Hands [Prod. Haruhi] (Now ft. Verqoh!)

mix and master: me
prod: @konteks
cover art: @itsbubblegum
youtube: youtu.be/O1vzpz1SfIM

So this song is not about a girl, but about the holy spirit. (ew ryce is religious) I know I know just hear me out. It felt like I didn't write this song, like a higher force did. You guys can relate to the song in anyway you want, this was just my inspiration for it. 
This is one of the few times that I truly had a lot fun writing and recording a song. I hope you guys enjoy this song as much as I did making it. 
(P.S. elias is a nugget)
(P.S. afternoon is a bigger nugget)

yo i suck at fortnite frfr, if you got this low put your username in the comments so we can play, i need dat practice

Spells

Marc Indigo - Back To Basics(remix)

Lyric video out now!: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vCdNwuyB2dw

prod. @ibr
mix. @ibr
art. @headhaunter

Lyrics:
The screen door mesh framed the prologue perfectly/
as the clouds coiled into something more serpentine/
fervently, my eyes darted back and forth to catch a glimpse/
and managed to see something land beyond the glassy palaces/
dust rippled off speakers for emergency broadcasts/
as some unmarked vehicles were circling on past/
streaming different colored tape you're not allowed through/
all the while a vivid darkness swirling in the clouds brewed/
my stomach free fell every time I craned my neck/
peering up and out the world that maybe never paid its debts/
the weather vanes were bent from winds that seemed to change direction/
on a whim, impaling pretty songbirds onto tapered ends/
it started making sense when reporters stormed en masse/
cameras forward, prying up the boards, disclosing fortunes stashed/
but it was more than that, when they switched the channel/
to a discarnate voice saying more just hit the ground/

and so plentiful rumors sprout out the weeds/
trying to get a stranglehold on the brand new intrigue/
because it came from above and shimmered when it fell/
to here, shattering the facets of an upper realm/

I saw the silhouette of consequence/
up on the hill surveying the entire continent/
as many more fell, well into a countless digit/
peppering the field of view, the seeds that grew we're now infinite/
clouds were shifting more amorphic by the second/
like a portal pouring endless gemstones on the poor and helpless/
"pandemonium" could not express the event/
as the sand dunes were melting into a mess I've never beheld/
I shut the cover of my moisture trap manually/
the rattling up above had been addling my brain from back to front/
I could barely recognize the retooled, pelted ground/
that was beaten down beneath the steel wool textured clouds/
and I sat and stared up at the thriving storm that built a scenic view/
as ragged wires of light engulfed the night so unbelievable/
the water rushed around me, the strangest thing I've ever seen/
as the open door framed the epilogue expertly/

It Came From Above (prod. ibrahim)

LISTEN ON YOUTUBE: https://youtu.be/SvwhKDrld9I
LISTEN ON SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/track/0wKcW516d4GjgfRWxkKWFE?si=2B1u_xYtR4aYIGZEiI5NMA

Funny thing about motivation.
It’s not a week long seminar 
at some beachside resort and spa. 
Ice breakers with nice strangers. 
Distrustful trust falls. 
Seven easy, twelve easy, 
twenty-five easy steps and that’s all. 
Some people need that. 
A format, a road map. 
They’re so lost about where they wanna go, 
they don’t even know where they’re at. 
And it works. 
But once you dig yourself out of that hole, 
it’s not like the film ends and the credits roll, it’s- 
The funny thing about motivation is it’s not a party. 
It’s not a drum beat in your chest 
echoing through your body. 
Each day isn’t a dragon to slay, 
a battle for your army. 
Temporary life mottos 
scribbled in permanent Sharpie. 
Some people need those. 
Credos. Words to live by. 
Metaphors and allegories to fit yourself inside. 
And it works. 
But take away the glitz and the guts 
and let that luster get a little rust... 
The funny thing about motivation is… 
is that it’s disappointing. 
All it really boils down to 
is strengthening your inner voice 
and that’s not loud, that’s not bright, 
that’s not an interesting story. 
Books don’t get written about 
small personal victories 
because that would be boring. 
But small personal victories 
are what’s truly human. 
Funny thing about motivation is that 
it’s not a crowd chanting over moving music. 
It’s a single pat on your back saying, 
“You can do this.”

It’s muted.
It’s quiet. 
Sometimes it’s silent.

Funny thing about procrastination. 
Sometimes it's not 'cause you're lazy. 
Snoozin' your alarm so you can stay asleep 
every day of the week until the due date's reached. 
Stayed up all night to turn it in late, incomplete. 
Some people do that. 
Who can't? 
Chapter 2 Math 
sounds so much sadder than 
afternoon nap. 
So you don't work. 
But it’s not just putting off for later 
so you can watch some vlogger’s day first. 
I heard somebody 
who studied decision making 
for years get asked, 
“Have you gotten better at 
making decisions in your own life?” 
He said no. 
Right? 
Like if he was researching this whole time, 
how does he not know by now? 
But the funny thing is
being smarter doesn’t make you more productive. 
You just get better at justifying your poor judgement. 
More convincing excuses. 
More lenient sentences. 
Better intentions to pave the road to hell with. 
All this to say that I’m not lazy. 
I just trust that tomorrow me 
will be wiser than today me. 
Blindly, faithfully. 
Trusting the process. 
But if I give it all to God, so to speak, 
what have I got left? 
If I keep pushing the deadlines back, 
I’ll be dead by the time I react. 
And that’s not laziness. 
Or maybe it is that. 
Funny thing about procrastination. 
It hits back. 

It’s a tought fight.
And I’ve lost sight. 
But I’m still tryin’. 
I’ll be alright.

funny thing [prod. by mr. master]

prod. @ibr
mix. @ibr
art. @headhaunter

Lyrics:

He was a whirlwind of black, smoke infused fur
who wasn't fluent in English but still spoke a few words
a blur who'd come in from the backyard always wagging his tail
making the strange transformation to momentary tornado
creating gale force winds, a rare breed all his own
could balance dimensional rifts along with treats on his nose
and to find his prey he'd make his giant ears rotate
able to spot albino rabbits in a blizzard from a lightyear away
and he was effortlessly handsome, his smile could win a war
with sharp, pearly teeth so bright they could guide a ship to shore
he had perfect comedic timing if you're mad or depressed 
but would tap your legs with his paws.. for dramatic effect
a white fur rorschach test on his chest
that must've meant "good boy" when read in alien dialects
he was a spectre in the night with glowing eyes to set the fear in
but played with his blanket over them so he could test his hearing
champion of staring contests with our neighbor's cats
sprinted through imaginary acres when he'd take a nap
thrust his head out car windows like the Joker in The Dark Knight
all bark and no bite, a perpetual soft side
a gentle giant who'd lean against you if you'd pet him
and tilt his head into an upside down grin if you stopped for a nano second
chin resting on your lap, tip tapping you for cuddles
the good boy eternal zig zagging through the tundra
I miss you buddy

Marc Indigo - Back To Basics(remix)

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