Produced by Fríó (@nutimakureki) and Dale
Mixed by Fríó
Mastered by Adam Murtomaa (@sudomang)
Artwork by Sofoklis Gourdoukis

Put On

The Morning Star shines brightest after the Darkest Night

Searching

NO MAKE UP/BEST FRIEND (prod. Neeko Crowe)

Produced by Fríó (@nutimakureki)
Additional production by Owynn
Mixed by Fríó
Mastered by Adam Murtomaa (@sudomang)
Cover art by Adam Murtomaa

Newly Departed

Produced by Dale
Mixed by Fríó
Mastered by Adam Murtomaa (@sudomang)
Artwork by twinsmoon

The Morning After

Produced by Fríó
Additional production by Owynn
Additional vocals by Philosofie, Rebeka Klain, and Gretchen
Mixed by Fríó
Mastered by Adam Murtomaa (@sudomang)
Artwork by twinsmoon

Spaghetti Western

I Can't Lie

Lyrics

Mm, no
Mm, no
Yea, yea, mm, nawh, mm, mm
I just wanna be free
Baby look at me
The way you moving now
Is not what you was portraying, ode
I just need peace
I hope I find myself 'fore you find me
Laying there sleep
Still trynna make things right
In my dreams
(Mm, na, unh, unh—unh)

Living on the edge
Swear this pain is ode
Yea na, nobody can save me, yea
Part of me feel like breaking lately
Honestly on my last piece
(Woah, woah, woah, woah-oo-woah)
Feel like I'm breaking
(Woah, woah, woah, woah-oo-woah)
I was mistaking
(Woah, ohh, ohh, woah-oo-ah-ah)
My heart is aching
(Woah, woah, woah, woah-oo-woah)
I'm not gone make it

I just wanna be free
Momma look at me
The way I'm moving now
Is not how you raised me to be
I just need peace
I hope I find myself 'fore you find me
Laying there sleep
Still trynna make things right
In my dreams

Free (Prod. Jrich)

A dark, brooding boom-bap foundation anchors the track at 80 BPM, driven by a heavy, resonant 808 kick and a snappy, slightly reverbed snare. Sparse, intricate hi-hat patterns provide a subtle, restless energy. A low, distorted synth bassline pulsates with a menacing rhythm throughout the verses, hinting at suppressed tension. For melodic elements, think grimy, chopped soul samples layered with a melancholic, slightly detuned synth pad, creating a hazy, almost mournful backdrop.


# Powder Burn 
Yeah, walked in, air thick, heavy with the words we threw
Still hear the echo, 'bout the things we both went through
Eyes meet, ain't no kindness, just a mirror of the scorn
Two gladiators in a silence, till the next fight's born
Remember how you slammed that door? My chest felt like it cracked
But then I saw that flicker, somethin' you held back
That fire behind the fury, knowin' what's comin' next
The calm before the thunder, the prelude to the sex

[Chorus]
Powder Burn, yeah, we ignite the after-storm
Bodies crashin', makin' up for every verbal scorn
Lost in the friction, where the anger starts to fade
This ain't just love, it's the beautiful mess we made
Every touch a promise, every kiss a ceasefire's breath
From bitter words to ecstasy, we flirt with sweet, sweet death

[Verse 2]
Fingers trace the fault lines, where the argument had bled
Whispers in the dark now, the unspoken things we said
That cold shoulder shiver, turns to tremble in my grip
Every angry word forgotten, on the journey of your lip
Pull you closer, feel the rhythm, heartbeat against mine
All that rage a memory, just a beautiful design
The way you claw my back now, like you're tryin' to erase
All the doubt, all the distance, in this sacred, savage space

[Chorus]
Powder Burn, yeah, we ignite the after-storm
Bodies crashin', makin' up for every verbal scorn
Lost in the friction, where the anger starts to fade
This ain't just love, it's the beautiful mess we made
Every touch a promise, every kiss a ceasefire's breath
From bitter words to ecstasy, we flirt with sweet, sweet death

[Bridge]
And in the aftermath, when the quiet starts to creep
We lay entwined, the secrets that our tired bodies keep
See the trust in your eyes, though the fire's still a spark
Guess this twisted love of ours, it thrives best in the dark
Yeah, we fight dirty, baby, push each other to the brink
But this right here, this connection, it makes me stop and think

[Chorus]
Powder Burn, yeah, we ignite the after-storm
Bodies crashin', makin' up for every verbal scorn
Lost in the friction, where the anger starts to fade
This ain't just love, it's the beautiful mess we made
Every touch a promise, every kiss a ceasefire's breath
From bitter words to ecstasy, we flirt with sweet, sweet death

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## Generation Parameters
- **Genre**: modern west coast english rap
- **Language**: English
- **Structure**: Verse-Chorus-Bridge
- **Key**: C-Major
- **BPM**: 80
- **Lyrical Theme**: makeup sex
- **Sentiment Anger**: 28
- **Sentiment Sadness**: 29
- **Sentiment Joy**: 63
- **Creativity**: 67

Powder Burn (2025)

\Neon Shadows Drift(Phonk)

KING WORLD

You're early.

Golden Boy.
@GoldenBoyBoston

Put On

Chase Murphy