Produced and Engineered by the Master of deciBels at the OPM DEN Las Vegas, NV, USA

Lyrics:
Dug deep with the bike pump to find enough gold to make the cracks in my heart artwork/  i Keep those worthy at arms length/ full tissue burns just from hearin my words/ best not tempt fate/ I got here late/ fuck it I’ll bounce early/ nobody says shit about my rhymes cause nobody’s heard em/ at one point I atoned for my sins/ after being in the wind for a while/ I’d probably kill just to smile/ I’ll probably die trying anyways/ this shits like never meant/ I just wanna leave a mark/ and leave this place/ fuck saving face/ y’all can’t even save yourselves/ but playing fake woke will probably leave you well/ cared for/ society don’t fuck with change/ that’s why the stain remains on the floor/ I stand short in the face of disbelief/ I swear I’m off when I can’t burn the sweet leaf/ 

as I tap on the phone screen/ I catch myself losing my nerve/ while I’m losing sleep x2

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All tracks produced by the Master of deciBels at the OPM DEN

A few songs I wrote

Credits:
Desert Dwella: All Vocals
M.o.dB: Production, Mixing and Mastering
KiNG KAPRE: Drums and Vibraphones on "I Used to Live in Manila"

Sample Credits:
"Ain't No Place" contains an interpolation of "Manila" by Hot Dog
"I Used to Live in Manila" contains a sample of "Manila" by Hot Dog