Night Clubs In Heaven ft. GRIMMTHEREAPER (prod. Dionso)

prod.SexCurryBeats
Engineered_DatboyConroy

Wesley Pipes.

Confront, if in feelings (prod King Mo)

Solo Trust ft. Dylan Howell (prod. woodpecker)

Betterdays 2 ft.Dylan,Howell

breakup/on/acid

Constellations (prod. viktor crow)

Testing (prod. Myz x Nofuk)

The Eighteen sessions - I got the wrong day

The Needle Dance
Reidmoto: ALL

[Verse 1]
I empty the bag in a bent, black spoon,
Heartbeat jumpin’ like a new dark moon.
Hands already sweatin’ ’cause I know the deal—
This is the only truth I used to feel.

[Verse 2]
I put flame to the spoon, let the poison bloom,
Burn the cut from the real in that motel room.
Watch the swirl turn brown, watch heaven appear—
Tell myself, “Just once,” but the lies stay near.

[Chorus]
It’s the needle dance… the quiet romance,
The ritual that had me in a wicked trance.
Didn’t love the high, didn’t love the chance—
I fell in love with the whole damn dance.

[Verse 3]
Find a cig butt filter from the floor or the street,
Tear the cotton out clean so the shot stays sweet.
Drop it in the mix so the dirt can’t slip—
Every junkie learns the science of the drip.

[Verse 4]
Then draw up that syrup till it hits the line,
Maybe just a little extra so I crash through the shine.
Lookin’ at the rig like a long-lost friend—
Tell myself, “This time, I’ll control the end.”

[Chorus]
It’s the needle dance… the romance of pain,
Tie off the arm till you can’t feel shame.
Didn’t chase the high, didn’t chase the chance—
I was married to the ritual, lost in the dance.

[Verse 5]
Wrap the belt ’round my arm till the vein pops out,
Blue line rising like it’s answering a shout.
Tap twice, breathe slow, try to still the shake—
This is the prayer only dopeheads make.

[Verse 6]
I push in slow till I feel that slip,
Blood swirl red like a ghost on a ship.
Hit the plunger hard and the world goes mute—
Warmth crawls in like a poison flute.

[Final Chorus]
It’s the needle dance… the lover that lied,
The ritual that nearly took my life.
Didn’t love the dope, didn’t crave the chance—
I loved the whole dark, deadly dance.

[Outro]
Two years hooked on that horror train…
Took hell itself to break the chain.
But I remember every step, every trance—
’Cause nobody forgets the needle dance.

Needle Dance v  Hip Hop.  Songs for Addicts from my IRL

HE A BITCH prod klimonglue