Bitter Little Twenty Something

Daniel Ric on the track, I Swerve

prod: @ayobrze
vocals: Aries & Near

CABIN FEVER(BRZE REMIX)

smooth as a baby's bottom.

You walk around
like you're the only one who knows what's up on this side of town.
I gotta play it cool. Or I might lose you
to some undercover lover tryna get you under covers.
I let far too many slip under my radar.
But I don't see you ownin’ up to you.
We're both just tryna find our own lil path to paradise.
We try so hard.
We try so hard.
Through all this fussin' and fightin’.
You've got a heart made of gold
You're in the sky with the diamonds.
I'm starin’ up thinkin’ that none of it really matters
since you walked away.

I wait so long for you.

You got your high heels.
Watch it, take an eye out.
Wait until you find out what that's really worth.
She wants a nice bag strictly for the price tag.
Never look inside past the shine on that design on her shirt.
Where did you go when I need you?
Now all the walls we built together are see-through.
We've been at this way too long
for us to keep up this facade so strong.
Through all the libel and labels.
We lift the pieces back up to sweep it all of the table.
Baby, I've dealt with this as long as I'm able
but I can't take anymore.

Through all the sufferin' and sorrow.
You want my lovin’ today, you want me gone by tomorrow.
Still after everything, I'd beg steal and borrow
if I could see you again.

brenda [prod. by mr. master]

*Instrumental is free for non-profit. I do not monetize any of my music. Please support Masked Man.*

Shout Out the homie Cloud for the verse, dude straight killed this shit for real.
@cloudmacx

Instrumental - Thoughts (Prod. Masked Man)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dXCBC8Ky9mc&index=99&list=LLEY6SRt5049Uwn9WMA6AwGw

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LYRICS

Sora

Early in the morning, while you be catching z's, you can catch me and my pen steady tourin,
the lines of a page, my rhymes are devised to bring change to this whole damn thing.
I'm your local hip-hop shop clerk, been putting in work, grounds keeper of raps cemetery, I've been piling piling dirt, upon these artists names,
a lot of y'all is lames, only rapper with a memory card, call me if you need the game saved. 
Man, You couldn't maintain my minds frame, these brain waves would have on the floor seizing, wheezing like the changes in seasons,
y'all allergic to me, and to a certain degree, I find happiness in slaying y'all mercilessly.
I'm a Leo but Im not lyin, when I say I'm a giant,  tyrant, spewing fire, y'all rappers stature is similar to fiber optic wires. 
Like how you spit it bruh, miniture, deatj before designer, industry punks get sunk quicker then cruise liners.

I'm not a rapper nor a singer, just an artist with his heart in music
I'm not hear to save this shit I'm just here as an audit
Flow with the heat of august
This shit will make you nauseous
Tongue sharper than a razor blade
You best be Cautious. 

Cloud

i craft my lines with the precision of a diamond cutter,
diamond from the rough youve never seen the stuff that i uncover.
lover rediscover all your lies
picking the pupils right out of your eyes
press em’ to page 
read all the words that I bleed from my mind
read all the words that will bleed out of time
cos i am the meanest kid that is alive
the meaning of heathen im always decieving your kind
steaming while breathing electric and live
and all you pussy motherfuckers backwards
always talking shit while i am posted at my crib 
and im smoking backwoods and greener pastures
me and sad boy sora on that fuck trump shit
restore intergrity so that the world can still function
kill myself by jumping off the moral fucking high ground
yeah the following is highbrow and we never will describe how 
cos im glowing with success man
everybody tell me 
that i am the best man
take a look inside me 
why be why be always so different
everyone different
so quit your bitching man

I'm not a rapper nor a singer, just an artist with his heart in music
I'm not hear to save this shit I'm just here as an audit
Flow with the heat of august
This shit will make you nauseous
Tongue sharper than a razor blade
You best be Cautious.

Caution (Feat. Cloud Mac)(Prod. Masked Man)

For Sale || prod. by biskwiq

Deceived || prod. by elijah who

No More || prod. by ok2222

prod. by @depressionsweater

mixed by @ibr

Bird Song || prod. by depression sweater

Up And Down (ft. Atwood) || prod. by barnes blvd.

The song is based off a fairy tale story called the Little Match Girl. In the next few weeks almost all my songs will be up on Spotify and Apple music so be ready for that. 

Spotify Link: https://open.spotify.com/album/10Kh1rzYVMfHdqs0FfRL8r

Producer: https://soundcloud.com/juniordbeats
Artwork: https://soundcloud.com/itsbubblegum

Lyrics:
sharp cold, so dark, it's a new day
my hand me down shoes 
bruised by the landscape 
abused, corroding when the snow comes 
frostbite on my face 
it hurts, but I'm feeling so numb 
I see food from a window view
crept along cold and I'm blue
nothing in my pockets, but matches for a flame 
so I strike a match and feel the warmth
smell ashes in the alleyway, God
an infinite when it's lit
I forget the howling wind
and the situation I'm in 
as fast as the fire warms
the faster it dies out 
my fingers are frozen 
under these clouds 
striking matches on the wall 
I'm stalling, but I'm falling 
like some leaves, but 
the matches to the wall 
makes me feel so free
Dear ghosts, do you see through
do you see me becoming you
God have mercy on me 
I'm on my last few matches
forgive me for my sins 
I'm reflecting on my actions
just let me live
just one more match
so I can strike it again
So I can see my own light 
when my time ends 
and I lay there shedding tears 
but they're freezing on my flesh 
as the ice hits my ears
all I do is smile I've been through all my trials 
My corpse will be recycled 
into soil in this cycle 
nothing in my pockets, but matches for a flame 
so I strike a match and feel the warmth
smell ashes in the alleyway, God
and now I'm dead, blooming into flowers
growing in my roots, spreading every hour
painful memories devoured 
when they left like seeds 
helping grow hurt into new flowers 
on nights like these 
pain comes and goes, but life is so precious 
so I light a match to send out a message
a torch in the wreckage 
strike a match for an answer
I'm writing in pain
I'm writhing in pain 
our hurt is the same

Spotify

Matches 🔥❄️(Prod. jrd.)

COLD !

Written by me
Recorded by me
Produced by me
Mixed by me

COLD !

boom (ft. gnaw & thiago)

Sometimes a little bad weather can be a good time with the one's you love. 😊❤️

video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NsRTCOgKf_c

beats

Cold Nights Together

prod. by https://soundcloud.com/masked-man-peace
mixed by @ibr

Recipe || prod. by masked man

prod - @g_mills
mixed by - @nicohorry

just a little something from me to you <3

(lyrics)
my life has been a blur ever since i can remember
every august through september every winter summer blizzard
every second hand opinion
every cent i had to tell them
lost in a pit of an epiphany 
stuck in that winter time symphony
stuck loving someone who doesnt even remember
sucks but the world isnt ending its just the begining
from the start to the ending
from the stars to the moonlight
far as i can see anything
farther down im remebering 
all the memories fell asleep
of the fragments of chemistry
all the moments i ever need
but lifes a blur again
maybe its my medicine
maybe its the root of it
lately see the truth in this
but whats a juridiction 
to someone who wouldnt listen
to you, losing my memories
everyone fell asleep
but im searching for pedigree
hoping i can remember me
loving whatevers left of me
causing to never let me sleep
do u recall 
every single second of this song
every time i ever spoke
every line in every note
every high and every low
ive been losing my control
over life i guess
cannot remember whatever i had for breakfast
so long as im on earth
ill be searching till im dead
for my memories and friends

memories (prod. g mills)

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

No More || prod. by ok2222

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