low flow

prod. by saint urya & Zaki Ali 


lyrics
When I was in the psych ward
You were on your fucking high horse 
I got sidetracked by life forms 
quite bored living life sober
So I might form 
a tight order of rhymes sorted 
I find horrid  
breaking the rules 
I might get fined for it 
Making fools in line forfeit 
lines on my forehead
Align with the number of times 
Ive been so numb and divine 
Here’s a design
Combined to fuck up your mind 
Rid you of grimace 
I’m trying
To paint you a picture 
Elicit the figures 
I’m legit 
I’m tripping 
I’m Ticking like clocks, here’s a figment 
Fickle as fucks who exhibit 
Slick interruptions and gimmicks 
Mic in my hand, I feel gifted 
Like I’ve been damned to inhibit 
All of the standards I pick it 
Apart, cannot pander to bitches 
I’m bigger than that 
And I’m living so large 
I Command while I kick it 
With bars that I’m managing 
Views that are harsh 
Understanding I’m damaging my heart 
When handling adderall scripts 
That I’m sampling daily 
Striking the tiniest chords, ukulele 
I’m failing
to check off the things on my bucket list 
Too busy dealing with feelings 
You fucking bitch caused 
I’m still lost 
What’s the cost of this turbulence crossed 
Against thoughts I exhaust 
Till I’m burnt out and squashed 
That shit is raw, know I’m flawed 
Cause In hindsight
I feel like I’m walking through fog 
I cannot walk this shit off
Top of the morning 
I topple the bars with a topic I scoffed 
Till it’s hot like the tropics
I tap in til tapped out on god 


Things been barely moving 
Ive been barely sleeping 
Intertwined 
With my share of delusions 
Fairly conducive 
To the grind 
Killing time, I feel dead inside 
Like I ingested insecticides
Give me a second, I’ll sink in the pressure 
Death to my pride 

barely alive 
Feel like I’m barely alive 
Yeah
Barely alive 
Everyones staring, I hide 
Yeah
Bear with my mind  
Imperative that I defy 
All these fuckers inside  
Til I perish and die 
Killing time 
Fill the lines 
Feel like I’m barely alive

B4RELY 4LIVE

Akua Naru - Poetry: How Does It Feel? prod. by Drumkidz

STICKS AND STONES (prod. HXLLSHADE)

Murder mountain prod. Santana

untitled.mp3 )astral(

Dreary

Nūr (Debut EP) out now: https://duasaleh.lnk.to/nur
Buy/Download: https://duasaleh.bandcamp.com

co-prod. by @psymun & @singrinch
released by @againstgiants

-Lyrics-
I feel faded
I feel so gone
I've been craving
Parts of your song
I feel faded
I feel so gone
I've been craving parts of your song
So damn gone

I need you now
Found all that smoke that clouds the shadows that keep leaking out your house 
You throwing daggers at the crown there's liquor falling from your mouth 
I'll spit on silk to find the silver in the slivers in your couch 
I'm coming out

Let me find out
Them Nike slippers with the flippers
Man you know what I'm about
I found the shelter in your saddles 
Now you sinking in them clouds
I know you saw it, I know you bout to find out 
I need you now

I feel faded
I feel so gone
I've been craving
Some of that song
I feel so gone

I've been craving
Craving your song
Craving your 
Craving your song
Craving your

Watch it glisten
She always talking off my ear and now I'm boutta make her listen
I grab her waist and pull her closer have her sprawled out in the kitchen
I hold her closer but then I realize that there's always something missing

I need you now
I need you now

I feel faded
I feel so gone
I've been craving
Parts  of your song

I feel faded
I feel so gone
I've been craving
Parts  of your song

So damn gone

I need you now
I need you now
I need you

I feel faded
I feel so gone
I've been craving
Parts of your song

(Craving your song)

I need you now
I need you now
I need you
I need you

Nūr

Warm Pants

Spotify/Apple Music

Addicted

Lyrics:

Red Ink
Black sink
Codeine in my soft drink, yuh

Red Ink
Black sink
Codeine in my soft drink
Got the straps on me best not blink, aye

Red Ink
Black sink
Codeine in my soft drink
Got the strap on me best not blink
Got the chains on me they rose pink

Deadly
Envy
Demons dancin’ all around me
Quit trying to be so friendly
I don’t give a fuck if you like me, aye

Red Ink
Black sink
Codeine in my soft drink
Got the straps on me best not blink, yeah

Hatred is all that I know, ay
I’m friends with the dark ones below
Wanna be free of this pain that I’m feeling but can’t so I go with the flow

Pabst blue in my hand
Bloody feet in the sand
Black eyes staring out in the ocean of hell piercing the damned, aye

Red Ink
Black sink
Codeine in my soft drink
Got the strap on me best not blink
Got the chains on me they rose pink

Deadly
Envy
Demons dancin’ all around me
Quit trying to be so friendly
I don’t give a fuck if you like me, aye

Red Ink

sleepy hollows ft. stemodity (Prod By. r1ckxdr)

Producer: https://soundcloud.com/user-758217532
Lyrics & Vocals: https://soundcloud.com/yamissin & https://soundcloud.com/stemodity
Mixing & Mastering: https://soundcloud.com/stemodity

[YAMI'S SIN]

looking for an answer through the night
god stood with a gun and put a bullet in eyes
oh
got a picture perfect life
but when the devil comes, you know its' time to fucking die



can you stay with me
can you feed my greed
can you help my life
can you find my pride
can you see the fiend
burried underneath
can you see my lies
hidden deep inside

oh
God came on the 7th
and
raised hell as he left on 11th
but
you just gave all your blessing
I
feel like your just stuck on his lessons

just take me far
take me far
take me far from here

[STEMODITY]

lately i feel hollow all these problems just gone follow me
Don't want part this prophecy i'm sinkin like i gone to deep
Tell me who wrote this odyssey we livin in, we don't know 
Forgot how to feel real
Some think that its crazy but i try to pay attention
They don't seem to see the things that we all be a witness to
I could die today and sad to say it makes no difference
Slave to time and space this game is twisted
no figment

I don't feel real 
I don't feel real anymore
Wish this on no one
Feels like my soul has left my body
The memories haunt me
The memories taunt me

sleepy hollows ft. stemodity (Prod By. r1ckxdr)

100 Attack

100 Attack (Feat. Whiteye$)

ROSETTA EP OUT NOW - https://duasaleh.lnk.to/ROSETTA

Executive Produced by @psymun
Mixed & Mastered by @alecness
Label @againstgiants
Creative/Art Direction by Braden Lee

Stream/Buy

windhymn

produced by @vermin666

Who puts these thougts in my mind? 
Who's there?
And Who trynna save my ass? 
Who cares? x2

Dragging my feet on my way to my needs.
Gonna stay on the same road who really cares where it leads? 
I stare on the ground and focus on the sounds, 
cuz these day it's the details that count. 
People think up up up is where they're headed, 
but break down down down down and regret it. 
Focus ahead, slack and you're dead.
Life is a bitch so grab her by her hair. 
So many handcuffs, bdsm. 
If you think about it does it really make sense?
We're supposed to be free, but stuck in a city, where everyones livid. 
I don't really feel it. 
We all just hope that the other one breaks. 
A fucking ant hill full of motherfucking snakes. 
"But be glad!" 
Fuck i have, 
not much more, 
but a little cash. 
Hope's always in another mans pocket. 
"I need the thing that you have" 
Cunt shut it! 
If it feels like that you're told what to do, 
then it just might be because you're told what to do. 
 
Who puts these thougts in my mind? 
Who's there?
And Who trynna save my ass? 
Who cares? x4

Who's there? [prod. vermin]

lyrics

better the devil you know than the devil you don’t 
digest a vex till i fester 
i confected this prose 
susceptible to mess 
temperatures pose threats in a sector i float 
slept away days in the depths where i froze 


unusual, screw loose 
exude limitless views too 
construe lucrative codes 
all the roads lead to rome 
a late bloomer 
but once i bloom 
i’m a beautiful rose 
suitable dope for amusement 
rooted in soul 
at the peak, it’s bright like tulips 
but grows with putrid results 
pursue with gruesome aggression 
meshed with a fusion of hope 
therapeutic revolts, 
therein lies illusions i probe 
within the clues i’ve resolved 
the muse i dissolved 
within the proof i exposed 


reminiscing, you never listen, but who could’ve? 
better written a better sentiment glued to ya 
ever wished that i ever distanced the truth to ya? 
never getting, i’m always drifting 
what’s truth to ya? 

reminisce, all of my regrets i let go 
accept what i’ve unfinished 
the image was left exposed 
reminisce, i reminisce & now i drift 
when did this all go to shit, it never hit (x2) 

expectations spread infectious auras, select attempts to collect desires predestined towards a, broader picture, an awful mixture of remnants like if death was a hoarder, resort to the horror that’s in store for the pecking order, 

slept an hour, need a power nap 
then took 50 mgs of addy all right down the hatch 
klonopin to counteract 
i’ve just been a clown, i act, and bitch i binge while i react to all the fucking doubts they had 
nothing but a bounce in fact 
hoe what’s your body count? 
ain’t no counting back 
you motherfuckers lame & still manage to be all out of whack mountains to climb, rhymes race with or without a track 
so race is irrelevant, not white enough, not black, but i rap 
i write enough to chase these dreams like pussy 
here’s a mouse trap, a motion picture 
motives simmer notes to soundtracks 
in the background of my house 
i stare in the mirror while my reflection shouts back, 
"hows that"? 


reminiscing, you never listen, but who could’ve? 
better written a better sentiment glued to ya 
ever wished that i ever distanced the truth to ya? 
never getting, i’m always drifting 
what’s truth to ya? 


reminisce, all of my regrets i let go 
accept what i’ve unfinished 
the image was left exposed 
reminisce, i reminisce & now i drift 
when did this all go to shit, it never hit

in lieu of a pretty face, here's a wretched tune

MIX AND MASTERED By 6A6AYAGA
PROD by NetuH
covert art by UNDEADRONIN

Red Ink

Eraze

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