This was another one-take, so in typical AMATEUR HOUR fashion there is a slip up at the end that is supposed to say "Long is the reach." Sometimes it simply be's like that. Hope you enjoy! Lyrics below.

(prod. by fakePNG aka Spence Mills)

I'd like to pay up the price of fame but each dime I make just
Winds up wastin' my life away 'cause
I buy and take drugs - they're my escape from..
This re-a-lity, see-how-quickly everything can fall apart they keep sayin'
Anything can stall your heart, well these days then
It's better to keep calm and spark, to breathe flames in.
Toke and inhale, smoke tendrils 
that float in the air like rope as he tears
each note in the hope he can go from the bare -
Necessities, won't rest at ease.
'cause he knows in his soul he is blessed to breathe in spoken word.
There is not a thing he wrote in verses he won't prefer
to a breath of fresh air, he lets his chest bear all the weight of his words.
He's met with death's stare and just waved in return.
'til the furnace turned his, lungs to tar from strange clouds.
Come too far to change now, blaze proud - 'cause he must sprew bars to flame out.
Bass loud makes crowds go wild.
Soon to be household around the globe wide, no albums sold but he's bound to blow now it's-

Drip drop, drip drop..
Free fallin' 'til the pit stops. 
Tic toc, tic toc..
Last call and then we switch spots.
Drink it all until we hit rock - 
Bottom of the bottle, bottom of the fifth.
Bottom of the pile in the bottom of the pit. 
Jot another line, 'nother shot, 'nother mix.
I'm underrated, or just faded.
Can't tell the difference and I'm frustrated
I mean fuck sake I'm still stuck waitin' on the world to change.
There ain't enough patience, to sustain this -
Substance abusive arrangement. 
The words that I fake for the sake of my friends, 
Pull me further away from the place that's within.
Brings blurred pages, and slurred statements - I'm blamin' the gin.
But words are like waves in the wake of the pen.
So I surf 'em placated, facin' the wind.
Someday I can say them with sureness 'til then, 

I got fire in my lungs, until they turn to clouds.
Searchin further down, why won't the words come out?

I am just another writer no one's heard about.
Recitin verses out, loud to find the perfect sound. 

I see on phone screens around the nation
Queens at home need the validation
Seems that bros need to bow and scrape just
To keep 'em posing in downward facin.. dog
Oh-my-god what a beast
Off of the leash
I'm a fuckin monster with teeth
Jaws from the sea
In this bitch like balls level deep 
Long is the reach,
No- I will not let her sink claws into me NAH
Hold- the applause from the cheeks
Call the retreat
I'ma break you off and then leave 
Gone with the breeze,
Songs sing "Long live the king!"
Dodgin the cling,
All these pawns wanna pay homage to me HAH

I got fire in my lungs, until they turn to clouds.
Searchin further down, why won't the words come out?

I am just another writer no one's heard about.
Recitin verses out, loud to find the perfect sound. x2

Choose your muse, and do somethin with it.

Follow the Sounding Line

Choose Your Muse (beat by fakePNG)

Love the synth, had no idea what I was gonna do for the song though. Definitely needs some TLC down the road. Lyrics below!

(Instrumental by fakePNG)

Chorus: 

Runnin around the interwebs, 
Click your pics and send your threats
Unplug now and disconnect, 
Get a grip and live correct.

Verse 1:

Meet me in the metaverse.
He can be a better version of himself there.
Elsewhere, he's in bed immersed.
Dead in person, get a hearse, I-V and feeding tube so he can stay forever perched
(pause)
In vir-tual reality
Hurts to be seen out so he 
works through the screen now.
Hold up- wait. Yep.
This verse is a meme now.
The first to re-tweet proudly
Is sure to appease crowds
Of anonymous nobodies.
Like "God this is so funny
I gotta repost." 
Buddy'll probably blow up takin props for the jokes somebody else told.
Hell no, tell those thieves of HUMOR that
These are not people, no, these are TUMORS!
Speakin in RUMORS,
Preachin TO US,
(random laugh that put me offbeat)
'bout how we should be just to bring the VIEWS UP
(Wait, what am I doin? Whatever.)
Listen to the internet activists, 
Talk about our primitive medicinal practices
Bloggin doctored images of fictional, tragic shit
All in an attempt to get a click on their statuses.
I myself know the method to madness is
To take your ass outside where the smell of the grass exists.
(That sounds like something my Dad would say.)

Chorus

Runnin around the interwebz, 
Click your pics and send your threats
Unplug now and disconnect, 
Get a grip and live correct.


Verse 2:

Dopamine check, one-two hits.
Hopin she checks once you click
On the like button, the subscribe button
You know all the right buttons to provide somethin, 
Euphoric in the veggie state.
Click a few more, then hesitate 
Is it too forward is it desper(8)? (idk)
You don't view porn, you investigate. 
Like true men of science.
Who trend in violence.
World Star or Onlyfans?
Who can decide when 
Girls charge the lonely mans
To get invited
First, card - then holy land.
Two ends divided.
By a - sea of degenerates
Who scream at the internet
All caps at all that's-
Too obscene or belligerent
While being akin to it.
Wish we could bring an end to it.
I don't mean to try and lecture you.
It's just me in my confession booth.
Let me describe hell to you.
8 billion people connected by a web who choose
to argue over sexual preference and live like vegetables
Neglect the people next to you
Stay inside of the nest to view
The beautiful ones, while they live life for the rest of you.



Chorus

Runnin around the interwebz, 
Click your pics and send your threats
Unplug now and disconnect, 
Get a grip and live correct.

Interwebz (beat by fakePNG)

This one was uh, different. I'll need to re-record to fix the levels. That 2nd verse really fucked things up with all the S's, even using the de-esser. Lyrics below though!

(produced by YungNab)


Spongebob Sample: 
"With no one around..
This isn't your average everyday darkness.
This is.. advanced darkness."

Started from the top, 
now I'm here in the gutter
with nothin' left but the others
who struggle just to recover from the - highs.
They're lovin' it for the buzz, 
it's enough to lift you above
all these other sticks in the mud and that's - why.
There's a bunch of prescription drugs
In your blood it's pickin' you up
as if nothing's ever enough and now - I
will stay inside today.
Comedown feelin some type of way
I'm afraid,
Despite bein safe.
I'm riddled with the fright, in my hideaway.
Wide awake-
Middle of the night, in a quiet place.
If I could go back I think I would play-
With my friends more. 
When I was a kid, short
Endured divorce.
It sure ripped your family apart.
Mommy wit the knife tryin to stab Dad in the heart.

Grungebob on the hook

Indoors.
Temptation wars, discord rages in your brain.
When it rains, it pours.
Ignore pain just distort days spent in court take this- stress relief.
I think I need a rest, reprieve
A second to breathe
I choose to opt out of the texts received.
You can knock, pound, but I'll never leave.
Desperately, I've been questioning-
If future lockdowns would be a blessin to me.
Glued to lost ground, it's a test of strength. 
Depression keeps, suggestin sleep
So queue the haunted house that's possessin me.
Through the wall sounds of distress would reach.
So mental health is, low on my checklist
Ghosts couldn't care less, think I need an exorcist.


Scarier Grungebob on the hook

What power compels you?
How did it help to breeze past
These last hours in hell?
You showered a spell to scour the smell
You cleaned act, rehab bound to retell.
Stories you've been runnin from.
Before me you have come undone.
Reborn and recovered son.
But remorse seen isn't gonna cut, it.
Proudly you grasp this, 
Round piece of plastic,
Found peace at last 
Allow me to ask if
You might know..
How to relax with-
Out feelin trapped and 
Bound to relapse. When
Doubt leads to caskets-
You replied, "No,
in truth I don't."

Advanced Darkness (prod. YungNab)

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_Fuck off fund_Psychology x Mindset of Someone You Still Love = LATE NIGHT TALKING = TAROT

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Unreleased music from Check aka (Austin Swartzell)& Lil T aka (Thomas Turley) // DFY ///       , "Take Off" (Official Unreleased Music)
#DIFRent #Unreleased DFY

DIFRent Music

Take Off (Unreleased)

Check & Lil T - Takeoff (Unreleased)

First collaboration! Really like how it turned out, lookin forward to doin more stuff like this. Prophit is a really chill dude too for anyone else out there looking to work with someone. Hope you enjoy! Will post lyrics soon.

(Produced by https://soundcloud.com/yungnabmusic)

Mak D. Prophit Verse:

i never want to be famous, im just out here hunting the greatest.
got them chupacabra fangs all these goats just out here playing.
fuck that fake it till you make it shit.
i'd rather die than make it big.
cus now and days thats what it takes, you gotta pass away before you make it big.
 
im sick of this no allergies.
im only talkin down you aint as loud as me.
you a clown to me no honk honk.
get the bonk bonk fatality.
you couldnt fathom the prophit, flow too obnoxious.
album outta this world like the shit was deliver by an amazon dropship.
driver bumping my music and destroying the cockpit.

you lackin the passion, when i learned about rap i was taught by a savage.
so by 21 it was said and done, dunking on beats like im magic.
you can suck on my Johnson, quit all the talkin
you fuckers dont know me like that.... infact
i havent spoken enough of my past for you to critique my life on the tracks.

sit back and relax, you stressing yourself.
trying to be better than what you really are is really affecting your health.
dont let that shit dwell, im here with the help.
being that you fuckers cant do it yourself.
you stressing yourself, i said that shit twice to show you what its really like when you make a tsunami out of the flow of a well.

Fathom Intro:
Long dark roads we walk on,
Dim street lights make shadows dance,
I am the moon, the jealous twin that stalks dawn.
When these combine, they have no chance.

Fathom Verse:

I am- the dark, the moon that blocks out the sun
I am- the shark, your doom comin' out from under you.	
I am- the spark, the boom when I cock the gun,
With my eye on- the mark, I'm soon to draw blood.
Safe to say that Mak is a beast- a Kraken released
From fathoms beneath. He had to pick a beat that naturally
We'd smash into pieces -
Afterwards sweep back to the sea!
I'll happily go last if it means havin Mak D immaculately pass it to me.
I'll take this mic and break it inside of the naked behind of any men
Who hate on the grind. Say would you like to give anal a try?
The way that you're eyein' us has me thinkin' you might.
Both apex predators, with, the prey in their sights.
Most dangerous game you could play in your life.
No way to escape this island, 
Prayin is quite a waste of your time.
Nowhere is safe. No place you can hide.
Don't stray from the Light, just wait while I find 
A phrase to describe or explain to you why
Your mistaken to try and scrape to survive.
You were slain on the day I decided to write your name in the pages of my - Death Note

The Hunt ft. Mak D. Prophit (prod. YungNab)

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Late Night And Heart Break - Instrumental

INXS mediate [remix] .mp3

Into The Void

New baby has slowed the music down recently. Got a lot in the works though!

I genuinely dislike social media, if you're interested in features/collab stuff just shoot me a DM on here or check the email. I'm still new to this, so hmu and we can learn together.

For serious inquiries, email at: fathomwastakenbysomeshmuck@gmail.com