OKAYYYY BET replayed this song so many times already

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01.22.24
with @sennaidesu
@dishonors
i cant tell the real from the fake
i only got one shot and i better make it great
they say ray u such a dumbass but my bands dont say the same
say the same
taking lexapro until i cannot feel a thing 
f-feel a thing
and im lying for fun
(again) 
i dont need your love cuz ik that friends will be friends
and i still come back to you
(again)
i cant tell the real from the fake 
real from the fake
r-real from the fake x2

@sennaidesu
i can tell the real from the fake
different money comin different ways
holdin shit down doin what i say
when the times right know i'll do whatever u want
money in the safe, i ain't never been one to flaunt
i aint playing games, never catch me lying for fun
ain't a secret, i already know what u done
but u still cant see the problem
i can tell the real from the fake 
real from the fake
r-real from the fake x2
i can tell the real from the fake

real from the fake @sennai @10soul

additional mels by @1trauma

#LEISUREWORLD album coming soon

its the way that it is cant force that
yeah i wish it would change its so sad
i can say the words - do you understand
i just took a loss can we run it back

haven't ate in two days yeah im up to that
i got too hungry so i bit the hand
i know it's not a joke but it made me laugh
thinkin bout leisure got me goin mad

all my best leisure on a bad day
most this shits no fun got a sad face
so much fog but it's that way

ghosts run rife control that
no ily you know that
flask to my lips i romance
i got a warm belly and i got some cold hands

get well soon, i hope that
new fit kinda crazy like dont laugh
yeah i wish it would change its so sad
new leisure and it comin in so fast

it's that way

memorized

luv my brother oskar ;) < 3
2002swedenboys

swedenboys2002 prod sako17

now don’t get it misunderstood
i want my money big
big lyke suge
smokin on some tree
smokin onna wood
i did what’s best
u did what u could
off the shit i’m feeling good , good
money big lyke suge suge
run up on me man i wish u would would

rit:
Run up on me it's too much for us to hold
I'm a ruler how I break bread but never fold
Imma get some bands today
On the money carousel
I wish I could spin away and I wish u wud never tell
If u run up on me krypz Gon leave u sidelined
And don't bother looking at the clock it's always my time
Imma take a holiday imma sip a maitai
Plug just said 100 for the Oz, my guy
Plug just said he love me and I told that boy to stop
He said sorry I said that's ok cuz I get that a lot
And I'm sorry u can't work with me it costs more than u got
I'm in buccees with the team it's me n krypz we buy a lot

big lyke suge w/ rit (natefromoregonstate)

Mazii7400 - And to elsewhere we shall go as I can not foresee a future here

prod over
mix master me
last track of 2024, a collection of thoughts experiences and feelings throughout the year compiled all into one ignorant ass track lol


truth serum (over)

THROWED - VYDOL
#MUSICX
##W.D
MIXED, WRITTEN, PERFORMED BY @vydolvvs
PRODUCED BY @attc
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@vydolvvs - throwed (PROD. ATTIC)

vocals by synful
produced by KXK & sensation4L

don, pour it up
the lines open up
don't dodat
fuck the opps i shoot back
she do what i say, do that

it's my moment, it's time
hit him wit' the cross, that in & out
shawty i swear i'm different now
if u in town, then can i?
you the one, i don't want a different thot
you the one, i don't want a different thot
u get whatever u desire
tell brodi we got a big amount
u turn 2 a bitch when that switch come out
that switch not takin' no prisoner
i'll give her the money, i'm hittin' first
i'm moving dirty like a senator
i'm finna go to hell but heaven first
these drugs like jail, it never work
i pop one, feel like it never hurt
then i drop and i see red alerts
don't mind me, i'm just tryna feed me and my brethren first
in this bitch no ID, and a youngbull rockin' a mini skirt
shoot a movie spike lee
somewhere smokin' gas prolly
i'm finna get rich, roddy
rine in the big ol' body
know they holdin' the real ones hostage
know that the real ones in hiding
these fuckboys spend before they got it
imma big boss, sum like gotti
in her mouth gettin' off, let's get started
it's a schitz party
at least 3 voices to enter dis party

u da one (KXK & sensation4L)

Codex Universalis is more than an album — it’s a sonic manuscript. Each track is a page in a living book, fusing alternative rock, punk urgency, shoegaze dreamscapes, and raw narrative poetry.

From the icy vengeance of Cold Justice to the furious house-party chaos of Our House Now!, from the metallic haze of Glassmaker to the ghostly refrain of Empty Blocks, the album moves like a cycle: voices of workers, aviators, physicists, punks, and dreamers, all written into a single universal codex.

The coda arrives in Codex Universalis Omega — a final hymn where the Codex itself speaks, declaring its eternal presence as both archive and prophecy.

This is music for the streets, for the skies, for the erased and the unheard. A myth made of guitars, beats, and echoes.


Tracks:

Codex Universalis Alpha (0:58)
Opening invocation — a whispered prologue in sound, the Codex breathing to life.

Cold Justice (4:04)
A bleak anthem of vengeance and survival — the “sad penguin” fable transmuted into grinding riffs and stomping rhythm.

Glassmaker (3:49)
Industrial-tinged reflection on fragility, fracture, and the razor edge of broken beauty.

Ships (5:23)
A working man’s blues — shipyard chants and rust-laden guitars, labor unions and rain.

A Hunted Animal (3:32)
Korean War skyfire — a pilot dodging bullets, the photograph on the dash, mortality in flight.

Truth Proof (2:26)
Folk-punk urgency — the physicist’s lament, a song about erasure, persistence, and the hum of buried truths.

Bricks (3:04)
’77 Brooklyn street beat, graffiti and jazz ghosts — Dizzy Gillespie riffs in rap-infused cadence.

Our House Now! (5:22)
1979 LA punk house show riot — spray paint, smashed heirlooms, Crosstops and chaos.

Empty Blocks (5:50)
Shoegaze dream coda — reflections on silence, memory, echoes that refuse to die.

Codex Universalis Omega (2:17)
The Codex speaks — final hymn, closing the cycle, infinite and recursive.

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