Production by Victor Langone
Lyrics by Ryan Farinas

Sing It Back (prod. Victor)

Me and my brudda Darko made a song. Im holding onto most of my music until I can get it made right. But this one for the homies. We recording better music than ur favorite rapper using free trial websites.

BURN

Clout goblins 
Go an gobble on the nuts
My shorty sing a spell that turn you sellouts into slugs (she the one)
I’m too up, I don’t give two fucks
FLIPZ n three make it jump like a game of double Dutch
(WAT THE FUCK)

Turn around don’t turn an angel to a demon
I pray for piece but keep a rifle just for squeezing,
A mock messiah Molotovs could never beat pens,
I channel higher beings beaming down the sequence
Kids,
Don’t feed your demons.
Cause mine sound like gnashing teeth ripping pieces
Just catastrophe and screams of repent
(You should be still)
SHoot  my shot do my dance while they leaking
I ain’t really need a reason
Shut em up while a young god speaking
Certified streetside deacon (eating)

Clout goblins 
Go an gobble on the nuts
My shorty sing a spell that turn you sellouts into slugs (she the one)
I’m too up, I don’t give two fucks
FLIPZ n three make it jump like a game of double Dutch
(WAT THE FUCK)

Sittin still I’m still a Sargent 
Sick of superhero larpin 
making it bang like a marksmen
Say my name and you’ll get turned into a target, (1 shot killa)
I’m not a human I’m as alien as starships
Anunaki wit da shotty do em heartless
Lab tested, pure pressure it’s the hard shit
I drop a line n make everybody heart skip
(That’s catharsis)
The flow Freon
Ya bros peons
There’s no hope no beyond
No ob-wan
Roll the dice one time snake eyes he go beyond
(Dey died)

Clout goblins 
Go an gobble on the nuts
My shorty sing a spell that turn you sellouts into slugs (she the one)
I’m too up, I don’t give two fucks
FLIPZ n three make it jump like a game of double Dutch
(WAT THE FUCK)

Clout goblins 
Go an gobble on the nuts
My shorty sing a spell that turn you sellouts into slugs (she the one)
I’m too up, I don’t give two fucks
FLIPZ n three make it jump like a game of double Dutch
(WAT THE FUCK)

SHoot  my shot do my dance while they leaking
I ain’t really need a reason
Shut em up while a young god speaking
Certified streetside deacon (eating)

Doubl3 Dutch (prod. @FlipzWorld)

[(NO INTRO)]
Verse 1 (F):
I wake and count what still needs growth,
not trophies stacked, but living oaths.
I greet the gaps that sharpen skill,
small daily climbs that train my will.
Questions knock; I open wide,
let wonder walk, not guilt or pride.
Tired hands hum proof of care,
work leaves tracks I choose to wear.

Verse 1.2 (M – Rap):
I learned from closed doors—map that route,
turned “not yet” into quiet clout.
Stumbled on math only grind could show,
flipped loss to code and set it to flow.
Limits threw ladders; I took that height,
stacked those rungs till skyline bright.
Missed calls taught presence, not chase—
I move on timing that fits this pace.

Pre-Chorus (Both):
I thank the unknown—fresh path, clear sight.
I thank the pressure—coal turns light.

Chorus (Both):
I give thanks for the rough edge—guide me right.
Thanks for the hard road—forge that light.
Thanks for the weight—strength takes flight.
Thanks for the long way—soul gains height.
I give thanks till the trouble fades to gold,
thanks till the story lands brave and bold.

Hook (Both, call/response):
(Both) Thank you, lessons.
(F) Teach my hands.
(M) Train my focus.
(Both) Lift these plans.

Verse 2 (F):
New trials walk in dusty boots,
drop fresh seeds, not shallow fruits.
I prune the noise that steals my hours,
guard my lane and grow real powers.
Mistakes send notes with honest ink,
each one says, Learn—step back, think.
Fatigue taps shoulders after runs,
proof of purpose, proof work runs.

Verse 2.2 (M – Rap):
Storms test walls; I fix that seam,
check each joint, retune the beam.
Failures served range, not doom, not shame,
fed my craft, refined my aim.
I carry grace in a street-wise jar,
pour it where stakes pull hard and far.
Unknown calls out; I answer clean,
show my worth through a steady routine.

Pre-Chorus 2 (Both):
I thank the limit—focus grows.
I thank the silence—signal shows.

Chorus 2 (Both):
I give thanks for the rough edge—guide me right.
Thanks for the hard road—forge that light.
Thanks for the weight—strength takes flight.
Thanks for the long way—soul gains height.
I give thanks till the trouble turns to gold,
thanks till the plot writes brave and bold.

Bridge (Spoken-word • F → M → Both):
(F) I thank the door that didn’t swing—new key learned.
(M) I thank the map that flipped—new turn earned.
(F) I thank the rule that cracked—mercy learned.
(Both) I thank the loss that taught return.

Breakdown Chant (Both):
Thank you, limit. Thank you, strain.
Thank you, questions. Thank you, rain.
Thank you, errors. Thank you, grind.
Thank you, patience—shape my mind.

Final Chorus (Both, expanded):
Thanks for the rough edge—guide me right.
Thanks for the hard road—forge that light.
Thanks for the weight—strength takes flight.
Thanks for the long way—soul gains height.
Thanks for the unknown—fresh designs.
Thanks for the setbacks—clearer lines.
Thanks for the tired—proof I gave.
Thanks for the giving—learned to save.

Tag (Both, soft):
Gratitude flips trouble into treasure—every time.



Trophies Stacked

This hip hop track starts with warped, chopped vocal samples and syrupy pitched-down synths, creating a dense, smoky vibe, Heavy 808 bass, glitchy hi-hats, and deep kicks support minimalist, hazy verse melodies, while saturated reverb and huge drops drive the cloud rap and mumble rap textures

[VERSE 1]
Through the mind across my soul.
The hill I climb, it takes its toll.
My shoes worn down.
My mouth is dry.
Long as it takes, by day or night.
I've come so far but I've hardly moved.
Shaking the hands of those I've proved,
wrong but my worth is only mine.
And I'll figure it out, in all my time.
It was me who was wrong,
not all them, right.
Pushed along to find the end.
But the end was right in front of me.
I didn't have to try you see.

[CHORUS] 
Because all is just a waste of time
Use your love and make it all right.
We push so hard for nothing at all.
Climb so high and they'll watch us fall.

[VERSE 2]
I feel I've got my way around
push until the default down.
My levels of our energy.
Are not where they're supposed to be.
I can't keep on pushing, I've lied to myself.
Tricking me that there's something else.
Something better in this world they say.
But I just think it needs to go away.

[CHORUS]
Because all of us could take some time.
To think about the things we like.
And if you pay attention soon you'll find.
All your efforts a waste of time.

[BRIDGE]
And no, no I don't .
No I can't.
See this any more.

[VERSE 3]
Little kids running off to school.
Learning that there's something that's so damn cool
To get the real good grades,
Then get a real good job.
Make their parents proud,
But what's it all for?
You're goanna die. 
You're gonna die, 
And when you're there,
you'll be broke,
just like the rest of us all.
So why you gonna push yourself a little bit harder,
when a little bit harder gets you no more?
It's the way you see.
It dawned on me.
I am sitting here, I cannot believe.
All the things I've said and done.
Is this the mind of an open door?
I don't think I can push no more.
Found the time and the time was more,
than I ever wanted to put forth.
All of this shit does'nt matter no more.
So I have found the end of my line.
When I'm gone you can all sit back and rewind.
reminisce about the things we did.
How we wasted all our time and said,
that we was gonna do something great,
but don't you understand that its just too late.

[CHORUS]
It all just doesn't matter no more.
You won't find what you're looking for.
spend your life worrying about something
that you will never find, time is just wasting.
You always try to find a smile,
but it looks like its gonna take a while.
success is just an empty lie.
Don't  waste your precious time to try.
You know you cannot live here no more.
Start with a plan that's going strong.
you have to work so hard just to get along.

[CHORUS]
Because all of us could take some time.
Use your love and make it all right.
And if you pay attention you will find.
Happiness is a state of mind.



All is Lonely

B-Magic Presents Roll Call: The Mixtape. Thanks to anyone who made this happen.

***I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE BEATS/INSTRUMENTALS***

DL LINKS AND CREDITS

B-Magic--Dope
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XmGnefPPD58
Mac Miller - BDE Bonus (Instrumental) + DL Link
posted by TheyCallMeBod (youtube)

B-Magic--Mission
Drake - How About Now Official Instrumental

B-Magic--I.S.L.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UZLHoZ6Qofc
Drake - Sneakin (Instrumental) [ReProd. abid x JP Soundz]
posted by Beatville (youtube)

B-Magic--Flexin
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bQBw1fJuUtw
Travis Scott - Goosebumps (Instrumental) [ReProd. abid]
posted by Beatville (youtube)

B-Magic--Campus
https://soundcloud.com/akashley/jaymes-young-ill-be-good-lund-remix
Jaaymes Young - I'll Be Good (Lund Remix)
posted by AKA (soundcloud)

B-Magic--Lifestyle
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XEcKhamKyW4
Mura Masa - ...Girl
posted by Mura Masa (youtube)

B-Magic--You Be Killin Em
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ezKl8qfdgCw
You Be Killin Em - Fabolous ( OFFICIAL INSTRUMENTAL)!!
posted by indianajones123459 (youtube)

***I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO ANY OF THESE SONGS***

B-Magic - Campus

SHOUTS OUT SUPA FUTURE AND ESCO

Disclaimer: 
I do not own any or executive rights to this beat
Strictly remix.