they never really heard a story like this ❤️

Alll love hog. Glad to be apart of this ❤️

I wish I could listen to this like it was my first time every time. this should be in a museum

FIRE STARTER (PROD EARTHIC)

NOVACAINE - FT. GSR NINO (PROD. BY MACKXSWELL)

INTRO 
1: hold on (Prod. dak)
2: chasing shadows (Prod. dak)
3: feel the sea in my skin (Prod. dak)
4: feel shit (Prod. rawdg)
5: lost goals (Prod. rawdg)
6: lost faith (Prod. dak)
7: jr high (Prod, BOYE)
8: the maze (Prod. rawdg)
9: two faced (Prod. reich)
10: YUP (Prod. rawdg)
11: cool mint pod (Prod. VRDCT)

the final tape

Little Too Late

Word Clutter ( Prod. Idntrmmbr )

Producer xkingxaveryx (Avery White) ❗️

Photo creds & person in cover (Kxyfendi) ❗️

 I didn’t write that beat! Nor do I own it❗️

Produced in 2O21 🖤

FXCKDUP CXMPLXTELY

produced by: @realreptoidshit
mixing/mastering: @iamrellim

WWW.THEBEAMON.COM 
www.twitter.com/thebeamon
www.twitter.com/reptilianhybrid 

lyrics:

[beamon intro vocals] 
i'm in your house
i'm up the stairs
look in the mirror 
and then you'll see me there
take me out 

[beamon first verse] 
sun dropping down
while the windows rise
compensation for a feature
i need money for a show 
i need money for the times
that they left me alone
make the trees fall down 
in the black back roads 
yea he growing like a garden 
growling like a lion
all these rappers are all just lying 
all these rappers are all just lying 
skinny beamon creeping through the room 
i leave em dying 
x across my face i feel like young rurouni kenshin
tears all on my face and weapons hanging out my back bitch
head full of sick thoughts 
dreams getting killed 
ima float across the mist 
and the trees in the field 

[beamon hook]
hate the warmth of the summer
love the cold of the winter 
nothing burns like me freezing 
while my heart feel finished
hate the warmth of the summer
love the cold of the winter 
nothing burns like me freezing 
while my heart feel finished, damn

[beamon second verse]
pretty motherfucker
arms just dangle in this white tee
calling up them angels 
saying god don't really like beam 
they gone break me down 
attack on titan to the white meat 
people say a lot of things in summer
they don't mean in winter 
you could leave me now 
my body going 
but i'm still here with you 
strongest blizzard coming 
yea it started with a snowflake 
birds singing 
trees screaming 
telling you to go away 
flames all in my garden now 
and rain is on the floor 
beamon walking like a ghost
playstation full of souls 
don't be hitting up my phone 
bitch i'm not one of your friends 
i don't go out on them weekends 
skinny beamon don't pretend, nigga



thank you for listening 
[www.thebeamon.com] for clothing
[www.twitter.com/thebeamon] for updates, news + more.

sorry for my absence, i am coming back for fall. let's go - beamon

Falling Apart

Beamon - No Hands, Just Claws (produced by Mana)

written and produced by chyld

vocals with @aftrmind

haircut + demon marcus (prod. chyld)

overdrive

3RD RELEASE FROM BAPHOMET

VIDEO LINK: https://youtu.be/I4DFTx_Qq2U

PRODUCED BY @KINGSARO

juce ft. jaylap (prod. King Saro)[video in descrip.]

FREE DOWNLOAD

murder house

I don't know if I been growin all I know is
Bitch you will never keep me down
King of my Castle, I crafted this crown
Cast me to Earth and I'll master the sound
Cast me to hell and I'll come back around
And I'll come back around and I'll come back around
I'm the lost and the found, you just lost what I found
Shouts to my Dawgs that still locked in the pound
Still bark with a few but it's tru I done bounced from the town
No intention of turnin around
Fuck with me now Aye do you fuck with me now
Or you waiting for all of your pals?
This is my vow, when I hit the top of the pile
Ima trickle shit all the way down. All the way down
Came from the dirt in the ground and I still got some fam in the mound
All the way down and I got all the way out
And my Momma say "Boy I'm so proud"
I AM THE PRODUCT OF THREE GENERATIONS OF WOMEN
JUS SPINNIN THEY ENERGY ROUND
THIS FOR THE ONES THAT HAD DOUBT IN THE SPROUT
I AM THE ONE AINT NO SIMILAR ROUTE!!
Dom
And they don't really wanna know me huh?
Im jus another rapper only huh?
I put my blood and my spirit in these lyrics
You can hear but you turn around and call my ass a phony?
You a fan? Well blow me
I aint really say that for the ham or bologna 
Im jus sayin I don't end the plan at the Rollie
Or the AP or whatever the fuck it is that got you crazy
Ima fuck up the biz until it pay me and save me
And I don't gotta switch to go gold no KD aint me woah
I been self-made since 12th grade
And the mission so much bigger than trynna get myself paid
Even in the cell days
I be checkin Mommas welfare well before the wealthy fades
Well before the wealth homie well before the welth fades
[Hook x2]
I'm the goddamn proof, you a goddamn spoof
Feel it when I spill it in the goddamn booth
I been workin at the mission since the goddamn womb
And I'm really from the bottom, I'm a goddamn root
Really like the bottom of a combat boot the way I push thru defeat with my soul
And you really better bring a better bar back dude, don't rush to compete for my goal
Dreamin bout a tinted limo writin to this instrumental 
Get a little sentimental, Baby boy a little brittle
Momma don't you cry when I die, Ima fly
Every star in the sky gotta shine, Ima shine, this aint incidental
Naw, this aint incidental
I was born to view the world I see thru pen and pencil
And I knew it when they said that I was goin mental
That the underlying fear was in my potential
This aint incidental, this ain't incidental
Naw this shit is in my genes, but this isn't denim 
Naw this destiny I'm pushin thru this twisted dental
Naw this everything to me If I don't make it in rap
Than Ima smoke a pound of tree and then buffet with a strap
And if I said it than I meant it, I ain't takin it back
But I don't sweat it In fact
I spit the heat, the type of shit that put Pompeii on the map
I put Pompeii on the map said
I shit I don't really know if I could fight it anymore
Only 23 but I could die at 24
Bet I find that peace when you could find me in the morgue
Said I shit I don't really know if I could fight it anymore
Only 23 but I could die at 24
Bet I find that peace when you could find my ass deceased
And the priest fill the seats and my Momma on the floor
Shit, will he fall or will he soar?
Shit, will he fall or will he soar?
Cuz see I have this dream where I'm not common anymore
And glory, love, and gold and paper follow me galore
And I don't gotta wake up feelin sorry anymore
And I can put my Momma in Bahamas on the shore
But lately I been feelin like I'm dancin in the war
Of everything inside of me, a Cancer with no cure
Cuz I jus threw my girl away to chance it with a whore
And she said that she thru with me, no chances anymore
So when you read my eulogy jus chant this at the door
Said I'm only 23 but I could die at 24 man
(but I could die at 24)
Only 23 but I could die at 24 man
(I'll prolly die at 24)

the final tape

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