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I don't want money for this I just wanted to put it on because it's not in some country's. 

Atlas - Remember Me

figured i'd make some stuff. here's one with my good pal Jazzinuf. 

been really busy but am working on some big things. 

stay tuned and thanks for being patient for said big things. 

love,

Burney

Coffee & A Cigarette (prod. Jazzinuf)

If I meet you at the bonfire...

Lyrics - https://genius.com/Chris-wright-bonfire-lyrics  (go fill this shit in)

Go follow @iamsamsa to hear some amazing music

Produced by @seshcurry

Mix by @ibr (hit him up for pricing)

Shout out to the fam @offthejump, we're doing weekly releases over there so go check it out

Spotify

Bonfire ft. samsa || prod. by s e s h

Measuring success and all your love with shitty calipers, the latter quantifiable like firing off calibers

Thanks for 600!

https://genius.com/Chris-wright-everything-is-backwards-lyrics

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

Mixing by: @ibr

Cover by me

Twitter

Everything is Backwards || prod. by nohidea

KiD X Deanna - Dopamine

thank u for 30k <3

@p1kehead (chorus)
@kamaliallie (verse)
@akitsunami (verse)
@midjuner (guitar)

lyrics:
@tycoongravy // pikehead
sunday mood. its one of those days where you just dont get food.
sunday mood. its one of those days where you just dont get nudes.
sunday mood. its one of those caves where you just dont get loot.
sunday mood. its one of those days where you need solitude.

@soydairy
its a sunday mood, and im chillin in my room
its my house but it dont feel like home.
its my tomb, and i wanna be alone
feelin sad, so please dont hit my phone

and im drownin in emotions, tryna stay afloat
feelin stressed and caught up in my woes
no energy, my battery is low
keep the shit bottled up, i might explode

need help, but id rather stay solo
need escape, might catch a plane to tokyo

maybe ill feel better tomorrow, but right now its a—(chorus)

@kamaliallie // kamali
i’m a lone wolf, 24/7
i ain’t go to church cause i don’t believe in heaven
left the window cracked, its like 30 degrees
and my bed is icy like we was at 7/11
i got a shit ton of homework that i ain’t do yet,
i’mma do it all last minute, i told these hoes “bet”
i don’t even fuck with these bitches, and i dont fuck with these fishes up in the sea, boi i never needed a new pet

i don’t need an old one neither,
homies stay dead like we was sippin on ether
and we spittin fire like a rathian
burning all these bitches in our path again
don’t try to pull up because we lackin it
bout to blow up,
lighter fluid in my cup,
yall be acting like a pup,
dont give a fuck
we be movin like a truck
we be runnin like a buck
who needs luck
when you up with the gang,
we stay them dudes
only emotion we feel inside is that—(chorus)

@akitsunami // aki
sunday mood got me feeling down feeling low
cuz no one really knows what be goin on behind the curtains, ya boy is hurtin.
and the demons are lurking
while his soul is searching

and now im wondering if life is even worth it,
cuz i been feeling, awfully lonely
cuz i cant find my, one and only
so i been chillin, with the homies 

but they dont know me, cuz i dont know me
cuz ive been feeling, way too broken
cause i am not a man, im just pieces
the image in the mirror got me feeling so speechless, and i dont even mean to be this

i dont mean to be this dude
so ima just change my attitude, and maybe i can vibe to this sunday mood.
shit, maybe i can vibe to a sunday mood.

🔮 sunday mood

prod. @abembeats
mix. @ibr

Lyrics:
Andromeda galaxy's outside the window, and I've been adrift by the crystals that wink out in harmony/ 
signals deflect through the pinholes that alternate blinks with their colorless glow/
I slip through the folds in a ship that escaped its bottle, I got the whole hull, painted all gold/
cold in the cosmos, brain unfurls into a 1970's space-age novel/

now the Pinwheel galaxy is outside the window, the windshield cracks accentuate the starlight/
off-white spheres of ice are circled in the mist, the shadows of the solar system huddled 'round the bonfire/
but I'm drifting past in a bucket of bolts that's stuck in a solar wind gust of comet tail dust/
in abundance rushing towards the crust of everything that ever was and ever will be, I'm just hoping that my feet don't fail me/

a universe in a tea cup, need to be beamed up, need a key to release, the secrets sealed up/
need a seat to see the freedom, I seek, I sleep seasons, seems infeasible/
it's a voyage, I need to repair the pipes that burst in imagination systems, that flooded up with a vengeance/
and caused a slipstream that swallowed me whole from out the Tadpole galaxy and turned my ship into a tiny crumpled ball of wreckage/

like fuck, there's nothing outside of the window, except for a star-gate sequence on loop/
and I float out there, listless, spiraling inside dimensions that had all their ceilings removed/
in an arcade game long forgot in the backroom, I can't breathe and I'm doomed, deep in this vacuum/
it's almost tranquil, zoned out in my helmet, this vanishing act was.. past-due/

Voyager

feat. @ibr
prod. @abembeats
mix. @ibr

Lyrics:
Headhaunter:
Ax heads glisten in the twilight, chop the guards down/
and whittle them all down to nothing to see the wood chips blot the stars out/
I cough up a dark cloud, heart burns with forest fires/
animals howl at the scene as our kingdom's surely fortified/ 
I'm followed around by organ grinders with some somber songs as evergreens/
are drained of all their color as they fall and fall to frenzied swings/ 
from this death machine, that's hacking at tangled roots/
no conscience barks at me, grab ancient sequoias to break in two/

Hook:

I just chop and chop, chop the forest down to make a living/
under skeletal flocks of vultures and the acid rain that singes/
I just chop and chop, non-stop, won't halt or take a minute/
in the densest fog with mother nature making strange incisions/
I still chop and chop, chop the forest down to make a killing/
chop away the vines that reach towards my legs and break the feeling/  
of being over-encumbered, and not in control/ 
work the rest of my days but I want to go home/

Ibrahim:
I'm kissing maple trees with chainsaw tongues
Watch 'em bleed sap and leave behind a trail of dropped crumbs
And unstitch a million-acre quilt of ivy and moss
I'm an automaton with a hatchet striking a clock
In a metropolis populated by sycamore and hickory 
To rhythms of falling logs and a snapping twig symphony 
And as half-tempo my watch goes by and the sun crawls across the sky 
I chop at pines in the grasp of drowsy Father Time
My dreams are splintered fragments, visions of timber split by axes,
Paths littered with future cribs and caskets
Every swing a pendulum, sever roots till they're cleft in two
'Cause it's all I've ever known and it's all I'll ever do

Headhaunter:
Dim blue light refracts off ax heads from shadows to rainbows/
and leaves your psyche impacted when it glows, it accents the pathos/
I uproot dandelion weeds until they blow the sun out/
oaks are tugged down while eternity still laughs and pokes his tongue out/
and now I cut every hedge into animals, watch 'em come to life/
I daydream an off-world escape, where I live far away on the upper side/
but still unto forever and I'm non compos mentis/
a drop of sweat into the void where the chops chops are endless/

Chop Chop cont. (ft. ibrahim)

TRACK OFF OF DREAM EASY EPHEMERAL TAPE WHICH IS OUT NOW >>> https://soundcloud.com/dreameasycollective/ephemeral
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prod. by https://soundcloud.com/saysooo
mixed by https://soundcloud.com/ibr
cover art by https://soundcloud.com/biskwiq

this song is just a cheesy little reminder to know not everything is bad as it may seem, thank you for all the support guys it means the world to me. 

NICE COLORS OUT MAY 17TH

Lyrics:

Today i failed a test
I didn't take it in the first place though
Cuz my alarm didn't go off for class
Or maybe it did, but i slept through all 4 of them.. i guess?
I mean that doesn't seem likely
Whatever though i guess it's behind me
This one girl said that she dont like me
I was like aight b
Then went back to sippin my tea
Today i spilt milk on my keyboard
Had me feelin... kinda like Eeyore
But then i remembered there's no sense
... in crying over spilled milk so i raised my chin!
I went and poured another glass in suspensssse
Tip toed it back to my desk and then i spilt it again
(Fuck!)

But whateveeeeer
That's what i always say
That's what i always say
That's what i alway-
Whateveeeeer

It's my choice ima love my day
Won't let no thing get in my way
When the rain starts pourin ima be unphased
I feel nice, feel light, feel good feel great cuz
I know it's gonna be okay
When everything's going sour i just use my tastes
Because i like sour foods and that's okay
Hey
It's gonna be okay

So whateveeeeer
That's what i always say
That's what i always say
That's what i alway-
Whateveeeeer

w/e (prod. by sayso !)

Art by me and @melithescary
Mixed and mastered by @disjointedbeats

Produced by @lordgramm

[Verse 1]
The morning wakes me with a gentle hand
Wrestles me from bed and wipes away protective pentagrams
That’s enough, I know my rights at least, I read the law
Alright, I don’t read nonfiction and the law, the least of all

The paintings that she gave me greet me from the eastern wall
Antique recorders sleep where she’d be, if she wouldn’t be so far
Lately I’ve been thinking more in prose, it worries me
What if Courage the Cowardly Dog could be more Couragely

What if I try a plunge from the peak of useful thought
And like a sponge, soak my head and scuba in a cooler bog
What if I were to rap and wear a dirty derby hat
And blurt: “I think it’s working I can feel the wording surging back!”

I’m kinda like a serpent coiled around a traffic cone
Feeling like a riddle, in a nonsequential palindrome
Have I neglected my ambitions, have I been devout?
I eat my breakfast on the balcony and think aloud

[Hook]
 A shortie in a yellow rain hat
Was sitting by the river with her fishing rod and laying back
She hooked an oyster heart from the riverbed
And gave it a name and some love and a cigarette

A couple puffs and the oyster opened up to cough
And when she leaned in, it spoke and told her not to fall
The heart was bigger than the place the thing was living at
She struck it with her vorpal blade and cracked it with a snicker-snack

[Verse 2]
With my breakfast done, I toss the crumbs on the lawn
For the birds to munch on and dodge a swan song
They need to eat, like a certain other songbird
I’m yearning for an encore from her at every concert

I hope she’s watching where she’s paddling
And using caution when she’s traveling and being bedazzling
She can be clumsy in the sweetest way
But won’t admit it, I still worry for her punk ass either way

She gave a candle to me and I plan to savor it
Don’t wanna burn the wick, I may be saving it, yep
Fearsome eyes like hundred thousand piercing knives
A dopey smile cute enough to clear the dreary skies

I hope you’re goofing off and feeling like a champion
I should take my plate inside for rinsing and get language-ing
Down the rabbit hole, this time around it’s not so bad
I even kind of have a goal this time around, I’m not so mad

[Hook]

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Souwester (Prod. Lord Gramm)

Chris Wright / ennis joslin / lifelike. / cemdrive

I make music I like for people like me. I hope you like it too.