Name: Seaside - 90's Old School Boom Bap Type Beat by Connor Jones
Duration: 2 min 39 s
Description: Recapturing the vibe of dusty 90's boom bap records.

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Komachi & Sweven - After The Rain

Fucking drowning in my doubt
Thoughts behind a cloud 
Self hatred leaking through the mouth 
Feel like I’m fading 
My dopamine is out

Looking for some shit to fill the void before I blow my mind out 
Out goes my pain
Shout for help until my hope is drained
Bowing to the thought of change but I doubt I’ll go anywhere but south

Going only south even though I’m from the north
Winter ice crystals keeping cutting me like a fucking sword 
My skin is turning blue from the cold that I’ve absorbed 

I told my demons I can’t take this internal war 
They want my blood to pour
They handed a .44
They want to see to see me as a corpse, on my failures keeping score
Want my blood to pour 
Handed a .44
Want to see to see me as a corpse, on my failures keeping score

I’m climbing to the peak I’m falling on my knees 
I’m hoping at least my mind will stop, as time is running on the clock
This world grows cold as I get old and I can’t control all my fucking thoughts
Tryna reach the summit of my brain but I’m dodging rocks 
Demons at the top inducing serotonin drops
My back at the door, while my demons fucking knock
Can’t open it once again, please someone get the glock

I’m waking baking every day to save me from my fucking brain 
Take me to my fucking grave, I feel like I’m wasting space 
Never slowing down the brakes, but never wanna meet my fate
But every day I’m meeting face with my final days if I don’t change my fucking ways 

Turning into a disaster not a master of my own self 
Falling faster, I’m the captor and the pastor of my own hell 
Dwelling and I’m yelling out my mental health 
And my trauma released with every word I spell

Don’t know if my soul will ever be whole
Don’t know if my soul will ever be whole

Pounding the Ice As I Freeze in Frigid Waters

Pounding The Ice As I Freeze In Frigid Waters

Driving to the coast, feeling like a ghost
Never do the most
Cutting throats
Get me high cuz I want the highest dose
But every toke is making the reaper more close
Running from the fate you chose, but I see you in my scope
You don’t know until you froze, now I wait for you to decompose
I don’t know 
Feeling slow
Rolling dope
Pennywise would be proud of the way that I float 
Money fucking falls
Call the bank there’s nothing in the vault 
Wish that I could have a house like Aaron Paul 
Wish that something in this life wasn’t fucking false 
Demons standing tall over the broken line of salt
Every room call me the fucking black sheep  
Got wool on my eyes and I can’t see 
I’m the banshee, eyes red from the tears that I fucking weep

To my dome, put it, put it to my dome
Midnight goldstone  
Put it, put it, put it to my dome
To my dome, put it, put it to my dome
Midnight goldstone  
Put it, put it, put it to my

Lately I’ve been going through some shit that makes me stay in bed 
I don’t wanna do another day of feeling dread
Feeling heavy like lead
Everyone left me on read 
Demons saying fuck em all you’ll be better off dead 
Hanging from a thread 
Overfed my head
Fork and knife consuming all my negative thoughts instead 
Looking in the infrared, see the spirits of the dead 
Every day I bend backwards but it’s not enough they said
I’ll be in the dirt where the maggots are 
I’ll be in my room just watching avatar 
What the fuck you talking for, who the fuck is you?
I just wanna make a beat and snack like Scooby Doo
Dump my body in the ocean but I float ashore
Try to bargain with the devil but he wants more
I shook his hand and put it to my dome,
float up to a galaxy that looks like midnight goldstone

Money fucking falls
Call the bank there’s nothing in the vault 
Wish that I could have a house like Aaron Paul 
Wish that something in this life wasn’t fucking false 
Demons standing tall over the broken line of salt

Midnight Goldstone

HERO. (ft. MF DOOM)

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this beat is free to use on all platforms forever, as long as you credit (prod. AEON) 




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