I think id rather be a muse than an artist

Sounds like the last night of my life but like not in a sad way weird enough

Thank you all so much for the overwhelming amount of support, got a fun little track dropping for yall this Friday :)

additional vocals by me

feat. https://soundcloud.com/iamsamsa
prod. by https://soundcloud.com/saysooo
art by the lovely @passive155 (on twitter)
mixed by me

Lyrics:

And if every thing we thought correct
Had just got up and left
I wouldn't hesitate to take another step
In your direction
Recollectin memories we share the best ones
And I'd restart at step one for your affection
I'd get to relearn what makes you laugh and smile
And get mad scrunchin your nose and your brows
I don't know how it happened
It's like some men in black shit 
A click then a flash and now we don't know where our past went
Or what our past was
The half kiss and half touch
Some would call it bad luck 
And i ain't even mad because
I get to experience you all for the first time again
And take you on dates so we can talk about the lifes we live
And i can't wait for that first kiss 
I want it to be perfect
Even thinking bout it's making me nervous 
This is all just so surreal
I can't even begin to wait to get to know how you feel

If. .we. .would. .re. .set
I wouldn't mind
I wouldn't mind, i wouldn't mind no
×4

okay, freeze frame argument
we’re sitting on a park bench
our past is running circles through me,
I’m stuck on your arc length,
every evening we spent cheerful hangs
suspended in air
we both agreed that we ain’t working
though, we ended it there
and every sip of morning coffee you made
after i slept over or the way you slipped your 
sweater off your shoulder just to trace me through 
your supernova tattoo on your collarbones
comes floating back in monochrome, 
sheathed in a protective cover 
i’d give anything  to relive me and you in technicolor,
reincarnate months back to the party where I met you
where we dipped and watched the starlit sky then woke up in your bedroom
it’s not a second chance, you see, I want a second play-through
some way where if I fuck up I’d rewind to an escape route
and evade making the wrong choice
program every date with a respawn point
and meander through the multiverse, i’d go whatever distance
till I happen on a parallel dimension that’s not this one

If. .we. .would. .re. .set
I wouldn't mind
I wouldn't mind, i wouldn't mind no
×4

Reset, feat. samsa // sayso !

I guess the afterlife is crazy after all...

Produced by Raven.
Mixed and Mastered by @polearm. 
Artwork by Dog Eat Dog Designs. (https://bit.ly/2VPPYYg)

Lyrics: https://genius.com/Cloud-mac-the-life-and-times-of-the-already-dead-lyrics

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The Life And Times Of The Already Dead

@atlas
@miraa on the beat
@joncraps on the mixing and editing

why do i sound like a dude that just needs a hug
why am i so unscrewed why does dude need a lug
i guess that's what happens when you're betrayed by people you love
emotions under the rug
gettin' good at that, gettin' way too good at that 
i just bottle shit up 
like my favorite cognac, yo fuck that
hold me back, mic me up
yo let me flow this wack ass shit i wrote 
and recently, my mental is so iraq
i've trippin' for several seasons
tip-toein' and avoidin' all these lego pieces
metaphorically, of course, but Atlas
tell me where i belong in this almanac
like, my girlfriend fuckin' hates me, my dad doesn't talk to me yo
i've been gettin' lost in like all of the sauce in the bowl but
yo i don't know whats up with that

shits bad but it'll only feel worse 
when your stuck inside focusin' on nothin' but your curses
gotta find a way to break the negativity 
cuz life is fuckin' tough but your tougher you gotta just believe it
shits bad and it'll never hurt less
if you're layin here obsessin over everything your stressin' about 
gotta find a method to break the cycle
gotta find a method to break the cycle, before it eats you alive

why do i plug a message in every song that only you could possibly understand 
and the worst part is you don't listen to them
and i know you already moved on and that's what's killin' me 
actually, it's how you did it so seemlessly yo
you know i dont even feel like an artist anymore
it's like at best im a fuckin' comformist with just my thoughts on record
i think this life is just a type-o
i've been feelin' mad psycho yo you gotta break that cycle phe 
but honestly dawg, i don't think it's even up to me
and if it was, i don't know what i would change
it's just, it fucks with me yo 
and i really wanted to end on a positive note but
but it's gettin hard like when i'm constantly hit with these monsterous blows
it's so monotonous and slow and, shitty
and i truly don't know what's up with that

shits bad but it'll only feel worse 
when your stuck inside focusin' on nothin' but your curses
gotta find a way to break the negativity 
cuz life is fuckin' tough but your tougher you gotta just believe it
shits bad and it'll never hurt less
if you're layin here obsessin over everything your stressin' about 
gotta find a method to break the cycle
gotta find a method to break the cycle, before it eats you alive

break the cycle w/ atlas (prod. miraa)

I finally got a new mic so I can actually make you guys stuff while my actual studio is in storage.

Awkward

mr. brightside.

The rocks on the bottom are cold when you first touch. 
Been on ‘em so long, it doesn’t bother me so much. 
I wake up and salvage what I can of my dreams 
before I splash some water onto my mood and have to leave. 
I take a step out, breathe. Sigh to release the pressure.
Physically, I’m present but my eyes keep tryna exit 
out the window. Picture myself anywhere but here. 
Need to turn off autopilot and remember I can steer 
but my floorboards creak. 
I haven’t had a normal conversation in like a week. 
Just “No, I don’t need a bag,” 
and “Thanks for swiping my card,” 
then try to get out as fast as I can 'fore I need to talk. 
Hurry the walk back before my body falls apart. 
Drop down onto my bed like why did I even start. 
As I slip back into slumber, I wonder 
where the why of it's all gone.
I keep coming back ‘cause I've been going so long.

The more I learn, 
the less I feel I know it.
Feelin’ like the less you know, 
the more I feel alright.
But somethin’ ‘bout that voice I hear reminds me 
that it’s only the beginning tonight.

I wanna write a love song but I can’t 
‘cause I can’t be around a girl without apologizing in advance 
for all the mistakes that I haven’t made, 
problems I haven’t caused. 
I self sabotage before I even get a chance to offer 
my hand in yours on a romantic walk through a national park.
I’d give you half of my heart if I wasn’t standing so far,
if I didn’t flash up my guard automatically 
when actually, I’d trade every star in the galaxy 
if it meant that the gravity 
couldn’t grab you and steal you away.
I just wish I had a reason to be feeling this way.
I just wish I had an address to send these letters to. 
‘Stead I fold them into airplanes, 
throw them and hope that they get to you. 
I wanna fall so you can catch me.
Cry into each other’s arms until it passes. 
I wish I could say that I’ll make you happy but I can’t.
I’ll try to figure out how ‘til I get the chance.

The more I learn, 
the less I feel I know it.
Feelin’ like the less you know, 
the more I feel alright.
But somethin’ ‘bout that voice I hear reminds me 
that it’s only the beginning to life.

Tears don’t mean a thing in the pouring rain.
I ain’t got nothin’ to lose. I got it all to gain.

the more i learn [prod. by mr. master]

On Spotify, iTunes, Google Play, etc.

Prod. @yungmaple
Mixed and Mastered by @iamhrtbrk
Cover Art by @iamhrtbrk

afterlife (prod. 🍁yungmaple🍁) [Available on Spotify & iTunes]

Alligotismemoriesonetake

Ft. @Verqoh
Produced by @haruhijinju

[If you liked the old version, don't fret I've uploaded it for you]


the single life got my eyes open when i sleep
cupid run my city he got shooters in the streets
he waitin in the alley and he aimin from the trees
so gotta hide my face when im goin out to eat
cause bet a baddie gonna show me to a seat
cupid be spikin all my ramen and my tea
smiles everywhere they keep aimin at me
one shot to the heart and im fallin to my knees please
standards pretty simple he got them on file
his posters downtown with a bounty on my head
most important qualities i guess is smile
laugh humour music consent
chillin on tinder lookin for the right hitmen
cheesy pick up lines to any woman who would listen
ok cupid he done plenty of fishin
he got foolhive bumblin hes efficient
hey this aint so bad
im just a busy and curious bee
still crushin on the cutie from my high school class
and barely breaking ice when i order my tea
im kinda confident ordinarily
but these women got me bent like origami
i just want a date with some pho or some banh mi
like a cutie who can eat thats how sean be


Cupid comin for me so im always on the run
He keeps firin his love from the barrel of a gun
He dmed me on insta just to tell me bout his plans
he said if i see you on the streets you gonna catch these hands

cracked up, 
now im really getting sad cuz
im not sure if i had love
but now its time to pack up 
im leaving, im leaving

rolling out, 
when i see her, i be zoning out
eyes on her, yh, my phone is out
ay, taking photos now

cupid chasing
i been stupid, losing lately
useless maybe,
clueless in this music i been doing lately

cupid chasing
i been stupid, used to lazy
useless lately
aint nobody love me like they used to lately

Catching Cupid's Hands [Prod. Haruhi] (Now ft. Verqoh!)

Lyric video out now!: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5b_HOtUKcak

feat. @ibr
prod. @kastrosplace
mix. @ibr
art. me

Lyrics:
It's been about thirty two minutes or so/
and I'm clutching foolish optimism like she'll slip through the door/
and sit down with a story, telling of traffic -
"Would you care for a refill?"/
yeah, thank you, sorry I tend to overshare with people/
it's just I've had quite the crush on her for - "I'll be right back with your drink"/
oh well, it's only been sixty-one minutes I think/
clink ice cubes with a straw, the table's candles forming puddles/
rest my fist below my jaw, her car could be the source of trouble/
but she hasn't read the multitude of texts I sent, and I won't reprehend/
like it could be an emergency, or she went to bed, maybe she just -/
"Sorry to interrupt, but are you ready to order?
we're closing soon, I recommend the lobster on arugula, the dish is new and-"/
No, I'll get the fettuccine, please, with chicken/
text her one last time, it's urgent, damn, she knows the evening's ticking/ 
like I'm a decent guy, well, at least from what I've heard/
I don't think I'll find the courage to stand up and say goodbye/

and I'm still waiting, wait here oh so patient/
wait here all long night, resolve never waning/
and still I'm waiting, wait here oh so patient/
wait here all long night, I'm waiting and waiting/

I'm waiting for her to reply to my text/
I know it says "seen" but maybe she didn't see it just yet/
"I guess, but you've been here for three days, that doesn't seem strange to you?"  
So what? She's late, and this table's purely made for two/
my plate of food, has grown a bit cold in the past month/ 
but it's not too far fetched for someone to run late and catch up/
any second now, she'll- 
"Do you want this to go, or should I just throw it out, it's been a year-"/
No thanks, no point in acting like it's over now/
I know my beard's an overgrowth and I'm becoming one with this chair/
but a decade's nothing, I won't be the one who's under-prepared/
for the future, cause she'll arrive and we'll survive the ruins/
until time folds in upon itself, so what's your two cents?/
...hm, I guess he left or he closing up the business/
I can hear metallic thumping and explosions in the distance/
a stray dog is chewing on a human bone right by the entrance/
there's barbaric men outside and all they're toting make-shift weapons/
I just think it's odd she's hasn't tried to phone or send a message/
but I'll wait right here 'til time as we know it is non-existent/
I'll just wait here and drink until the last one's dry/
I mean c'mon really, I'm a stand up guy/

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Stand Up Guy (ft. ibrahim)

i wish... (prod. elijah who)

Mixing and mastering by @dustbunnybedroom
Remix of i'm sorry - Swell
Original Instrumental by @swellism Swell, "i'm sorry (feat. shiloh)"
(A single off of the album "Gassed")

Lyrics:
My apologies, my apologies
But now you got me starting new philosophies
Had enough of me, but you still wondering
What type of shit I am slowly pondering
I just wanna be
You wanna be a new thing 
But you got a new ring
Put me on a new sling
Contradicting, girl what are you feeling
Hearin you talk, but that shit is deceiving 
Boutta retract, but you're reeling in
Damn
Got me as high as the ceiling is
Damn
Arms are wide open, but I'm feeling cramped 
Give me some closure, I might need a re-vamp
Watch a boy grab you right out of the back
While I'm busy with trippin some bottles of jack
And I'm hoping my shit will soon get on a plaque
Cuz we're focused on getting a number one track 
But damn, why the hell you really want that
Getting on blast like a bomb in ya pack
I ain’t joking, I can’t even get a call back
Like the service ain’t workin, I know it’s intact 
With a girl like you
It must illegal
Put on a mask and you hiding the evil, within
Me missing you is a sin
Man i'm so dizzy the air is so thin
__
I’m sorry I’m sorry, my feelings are so faulty
What I did to hurt you, babe you left me feeling salty
You haunt me you haunt me, now you make my evil show
Girl you got me trippin, I’m a mess and you don’t even know 
__
I can't stop running from the love
No angels helping from above
You make me go from push to shove
Babe I'm just missing what was us
Cuz thinking bout you makes me blush
Let’s take it slow and not a rush
What’s on your mind, hey what’s the fuss
Got no more value no more trust
Just little things like "how's it going?"
Man it's so cold it must be snowing
Like how the hell will we be growing
If you just leave without me knowing
I'm sorry for the things I've said
And done that fucked you in the head
No need to fake it and pretend
Maybe you and I could try again, yuh
__
I’m sorry I’m sorry, my feelings are so faulty
What I did to hurt you, babe you left me feeling salty
You haunt me you haunt me, now you make my evil show
Girl you got me trippin, I’m a mess and you don’t even know 
__

Gassed

My Apologies (prod. Swell)

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member of èntreband

i wish... (prod. elijah who)

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