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Morning Freshness

Geometry fades as the city loses its shape, corners crumble into distant echoes, and lights flicker without purpose. Forgotten signs float in the air like unanswered questions, while rooms sigh with a longing unheard. Shadows freeze across rooftops, and fog hides the remnants of things once familiar. In this slow unraveling, time stutters, hearts echo in hollow chambers, and everything stops for a silent flicker before disappearing entirely.

Unfound Horizon

Soft Static

Mimosas

@hujili with the bars

check it
on an expedition to some ancient 
remnants
everest 
to rome 
silk road
slick penmanship

everywhere we go
in
this globe is so excellent 
the evidence is shown thru my flows 
and benevolence 
ugh

on a special mission to some lost
settlements
i
spark up the kettle 
then 
we cooking with perfection its

real
life no time for being pessimistic 
if it feels right 
well
then fuck em
homie
neva give in

me and my brothers chilling 
uncovering rubble rumplestiltskin 
get filled in 
like coffins down under 
in an innocuous slumber 
for the hot as shit summer

couple sub saharan 
cats,
tearing at one another 
see some ocelots who fought a lot 
but are
very good lovers 
guess perception 
isn’t always what it seems 
hujili mutters 
hah
third person 
now
we moving thru the motherland 
everythings connected to the earth 
you should understand

stand the test of time 
on deck 
in this sailboat

they’ll know 
I’m the best at rhyming 
with no tailcoat

hell no 
approach the horizon 
and see the whales float

to no avail 
lighting up 
with some stale dope

an
Obsidian obelisk 
ominously 
In the mist 
i slither up cautiously 
its thought to be a deep pit 
full of many oddities 
probably worth a steep bid
so my curiosity 
guides me thru the seepage 
we
seeking 
omnipotence
thru darkness we keep lit 
walking up on 
art thats carved with don’t read this

yo 
lungs fulla tar heavy breathing

hopping on my nimbus 
stand tall like the pyramids 
im popping out these rhythms so swiftly 
like a cheetah bitch 
toking on a spliff 
while we roaming to roman territory 
in the air recording 
these vocals without a pair of cords 
and apparently 
keeping it local
no air ports

Worldwide (Ft. hujili)

old friends

coffee shop / the first single from blankface.

enjoy

( prod @jrrycn )





-LYRICS-


[Verse 1: Sora]

People out here bitchin
but fuck I’ve been water whipin
got snitches acting ridiculous 
never listen to  lippin 
got lean in the cup I’m sippin
a joint in the hand I’m grippin 
I’m ignoring all the chatter the summer has got me chillin 
on break bitch I got a comma
but I need to save the game 
cause these rappers are causing trauma 
they say Sora where’s the music
bitch I’m not here for amusing
got my talent and my smarts and the rapping is from the fusing 
didn’t wanna be the best but fuck God is the one that’s choosing

[Verse 2: Jerrycan]

They say I’m sicker than Aids or Hepatitis
But they’re skulls are so thick that they’re closing up their sinus
And they know that I’m the worst, I’m living life a minus
I’m living life a con like bitch I’m tryna hide this
Been sitting on my ass tryna find a way to get back
Where I once was at, but I always tend to slack back
But when I ask them how it is they want their fucking money back
Always making faces at me like I’m fucking Nickelback

[Verse 3: Louis Bedroom]

I’m pissed off, I hate shit
no wristwatch nor patience
I’m yellow bitch you racist
don’t say shit, just save it
no flavour, you tasteless
I savour, you waste shit
bitch I’m beautiful, betcha you don’t know, 
I’m in the studio, Jerry’s basement
sittin’ by a PC rarely see me in your whereabouts
sprite can mixed with tipple, drinkin’ little takin’ fair amounts, but I’m really not
cuttin’ mothafuckas like a barbershop
scissor paper rock, and I’m still pissed off
started fuckin’ sippin’ and I didn’t stop
guess I just forgot, damn

[Verse 4: Ryan G]

boys like it when they know im on spotify
i just use amuse but its okay cause im a sexy guy
I shove my shit in my homie make a bitch cough
i know yall got women but yall women get my dick soft
full gay, we be doin anal with our socks off
beat makin on the bus with my toshiba out
whip my dick out to fix it like a sonic screwdriver
dr whos on my ass now? please no deep divers

Coffee Shop

I knew i wasn't able
took 20 years
but now my fuckin demons have a seat at the table
and i agree with their fables
i got ropes on my wrists
to the arms of a chair
plus some scissors to my hair
i got a- god damn nother rope diggin at the skin of my ankles
this shit ain't fair
i juggle between self conscious and self aware
i struggle to comprehend its impossible to compare
i guess this is growing pains at last
but i felt since 13 guess i was growing too fast
i started smoking weed when i was fucking 17
and then i got popular cause niggas found out i sing
but then i realized 
niggas ain't as real as they seem
my brain made out of glass that shit shattered my fucking dreams
so i took that feeling 
and hid it behind THC
but i was smoking way too heavy
life looking like DVDS
searching for some TLC thats all i fucking needed
tryna find some fucking family time up on my twitter feed
but i ain't succeed
thrash around my bed at 3am 
wonder why i can't sleep
asking where my smile?
guess the vileness done melted my teeth
hoping i don't fucking feel this way when i turn 23
hoping when my kids grow up they wont be like they DAD
idk what challenge face me next
i hate silence in a room that shit makes me deaf
awkward round my parents it's like we ain't even met

have faith in the truth

connor