yeo.trashi-A Flight Away ! Wit FERRiS

jacob angelo - kryptonite (normal speed) [2022]

Hyper Dance,
New genre founded by Keno Carter
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#feeling [prod.yungkeeta]

The Name Is Tokyo! [prod. justxrolo + crxmson]

Sail Away (feat.kidKRONKE)

Because it’s Christmas (ft. Taiwan)

Thank you Jaime Nadal for the prod!!! 
Lyrics:
Everytime I take my pen
You just land inside my head
But I don't want to write the same songs over again
All I want to do right now
Sit and sing a song and I'll
Analyze the lyrics
Make them feel meaningless

Take the fun out of what I love
Like it's some sort of puzzle
You're the only one I trust not to move a muscle
But it's getting hard lately
My words don't phase me
I'm running out of fuel

I can't write songs anymore
It hurts too much to ignore
Feelings I put into words
They just don't work like they used to
And I know it's hard to agree
When everyone's waiting on me
But I only say what I see
And I ain't been seeing nothing

Every time I cry I write down why but it don't help
Been keeping way too many journals since twelve
Still can't say how I feel
Hiding from something unknown
Something way too far big for my own

And I fall into the tropes
Have you but I feel alone
Cause I know that nothing ever lasts
Cause when life's good then it's great
And when it's bad I just hide
I've got nothing to say so nothing to write

I cant write songs anymore
It hurts too much to ignore
Feelings I put into words
They just don't work like they used to

And everything stays the same
I've got nothing new on the brain
What do you want me to say
When I'm fresh outta lines

And I'm sorry mom and dad
I could never give what you never had
I hope you all understand
But I can't do this anymore

icantwritesongsanymore

Thank you Beau Rian for helping me make this song sound AWESOME

Wishing Star

FOR YOU MY LOVE (SPED UP) PRODUCED BY BLOOM

Head Down - kronke

Judge Mathis
Reidmoto: ALL

VERSE 1
Me and Tom on the couch in a Lennox haze,
Judge Mathis on the screen, just another dead day.
They flashed that number like a dare on the crawl,
“Got a beef? Call now”—so I picked up the call.

VERSE 2
I left a voicemail, made the whole thing neat,
Said Tom brought Amy through and she robbed me clean.
Watch and money gone, and he kept it discreet—
Told ’em, “Put us on the show so he can answer on TV.”

CHORUS
From Clare to Lennox to a courtroom set,
Judge Mathis on the screen while we chased that check.
Two dope fiends schemin’ in a worn-out place,
Turned a lazy afternoon into a televised case.

VERSE 3
Producer called back like, “We love your fight,
We’ll fly you to Chicago, put you up for the night.
It’s a real court of law, papers you sign are tight,
Meals paid, two hundred each when you step in the light.”

VERSE 4
They said, “Separate flights so you can’t collab,
Just tell your truth and let the judge react.”
I hung up grinnin’, lookin’ over at Tom,
Said, “We just scored a trip off a couch-bound con.”

CHORUS
From Clare to Lennox to a courtroom set,
Judge Mathis on the screen while we chased that check.
Two dope fiends schemin’ in a worn-out place,
Turned a lazy afternoon into a televised case.

VERSE 5
Then came the problem that we couldn’t ignore,
Two days out of town meant two days off-score.
Tom never woke sick, that wasn’t his style,
Said, “I’ll bring a clavo, we just gotta be wise.”

VERSE 6
He packed what he needed, kept the stash unseen,
No brag, no flair, just a quiet routine.
We planned to call each other when our planes touched down,
Meet up in one room, keep the sickness drowned.

CHORUS
From Clare to Lennox to a courtroom set,
Judge Mathis on the screen while we chased that check.
Two dope fiends schemin’ in a worn-out place,
Turned a lazy afternoon into a televised case.

VERSE 7
I landed in Chicago, checked in, made the call,
Left the hotel name and my room on his wall.
He rang back later, said, “I’m almost there,”
Then knocked on my door like a ghost from the stairs.

VERSE 8
We laughed and we high-fived, two survivors off-leash,
Locked the door behind us, set the table for relief.
Tom pulled the clavo like a quiet receipt,
And we did a fat shot just to get on our feet.

CHORUS
From Clare to Lennox to a courtroom set,
Judge Mathis on the screen while we chased that check.
Two dope fiends smilin’ in a hotel space,
Gettin’ well in the shadows for a daytime case.

VERSE 9
Next day on the set with the bright white lights,
Makeup on our faces, mics clipped tight.
Told our little story to the judge and the crowd,
Acted out a beef just to make them proud.

VERSE 10
They filmed the whole mess, then sent us on our way,
Checks in the mail for our trouble that day.
Back home later, people said, “Yo, I seen you on TV,”
Even my dad’s friend callin’ like, “That had to be you, right? That’s gotta be.”

OUTRO CHORUS
From Clare to Lennox to a courtroom set,
Judge Mathis in the middle of the life we wrecked.
Two ghosts on a screen with a borrowed face,
Just another true story from a dope fiend phase.

Sail Away (feat.kidKRONKE)

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