SpongeBob and my friend Nick asked are you ready. I’m still being asked. They’re haunting me. The anxiety. Fuck.

MISS HILL ROUGH DRAFT.mp3

I was supposed to put this into a contest, I really think I may have won it if I had put it in submission, but I didn't do that. Lesson Learned, lowkey, but there had to be someone doing better than this anyway. So much competition in the world.

THE GUY WHO PARKED MY CAR

SOMEBODY DRAFT 3

LOVING MYSELF (ALMOST DONE)

Tsunami by Mills cover with beat reproduction by me

Also i played the best Zeri game in League of Legends Wild Rift for Gold tier 1 literally 100% better than everyone. 😂

DRY HEART (TSUNAMI COVER) MASTER.wav

Expressing emotions is difficult if you don't believe they're real. To bask in them and feel how they feel, this is the only way I can understand how to interact with them without just throwing them under the bus. I long for a better understanding still.

The Most Ferocious Fabrication [Demo]

Not entirely available. It would be biased. 

This Is What It Feels Like To Be A Sentient Being

Blake Underwood - Education From The Whole

If I ever told a story on life
Then I'd tell an acknowledgement of strife
Confronting worry bring that dark to the light
I wanna run into the skies

Typical nigga
Typical philosopher
Blind pessimist
Typical procrastinator
Hood nigga
Never gained a soul with difference
I noticed this in an instant
Typical friends
Typical adventures
Typical ends
Typical investments
Typical liking
Typical interests
Typical timing
Nigga you late again
Late is your responses
Nervousness your outlook
Never look out of the block
Yo, I'll spot you
I don't smoke, but homie I'll definitely short you
I always ask nigga why your anger got a short fuse
The niggas cross the city ain't really against you
But still, the color of your skin is definitely an issue
Typical bosses
I'm typically honest
I hate a nigga that can't keep a promise
Or that never says sorry like it's taboo
I wear the heart on the sleeve and I'm really really harmless
I only harm idiots with vowels and consonants 
Constantly drifting to that currency
And currently I'm curing that poe man pity man mentality
I don't wanna be solemn, but I have to get tranquility
Money is the root of all evil that's deceitful not inherently believable
I want a flower of life's seed

Anyone can relate to anything
Relativity brings things to singularity
More than a comparison look deep
Found a profound way to grow from what I've seen in humanity
See in humanity
Speak to humanity
Being human is not easy

From the drug dealer work hard in the night
In the prostitute I learned reluctance
How to do something even though you don't love it
From an addict how to get lost in a substance
With music I'm gone like truanc'
Truth is I'm a nuisance
I'm in the streets wildin' like a crack head
Proof is in the hubris
You'd think using is abusive
Like shaming woman who was a man while toothless
I can relate with these mundane frames
Shame is name of a gain not attained the same
Adding experiences some just can't take the change
Trace their ache of faith
Everybody makes choices
In the race to death's haste
We can live like morticians
But you wouldn't get paid with fortunes
You'd just get knowledge and extra reinforcement
Reading through the lives of the corpses

Mr. Suit and tie Armani ain't your daughter
Why give that so much time
So much time
Mrs. Religious Jesus ain't your son
Though you love whatever he becomes
Concubine you are more than that
Living is more than finding ecstasy
Shouts out to them druggies
I also like to keep big bag of weed
A big bag of weed

If I ever told a story on life
To relate her to make her believe everything is alright
Confronting worry bring that dark to the light

If I ever told a joke about life
Then I'd recognize the passing of strife
Confronting worry bring that dark to the light
I wanna rush into her sight
I wanna rush into her sight
I wanna rush into her sight
I wanna rush into her sight

*dialogue*

Education From The Whole (Prod By Thovo)

Blake Underwood - I Am Not Very Stable

Bleeding breathing animal
Beaten sneezing in the cold
Bleeding breathing animal
Beaten sleazy he's anemic
You don't need him
You'll ever need an anidote
Cause you don't hurt like me

I don't got a car, but I'm cautious (whip)
Rocking in my lane breakin guitar stings
Nigga, I got do the act of a Carlton (Fresh Prince)
No polo though 
Cause I'm broke insolvent
Boast for spome bones
Then blow it on grocceries
Go to the coast
Then smoke on god's leaf
Gosh I'm the boss of my life 
Playing with these dice
Might think I'm winning monopoly

Hey, I just broke up with my old girl
Hey, Hide in a hole be an ogre
Hey, Be it I'm glad that it's over
Hey, I'ma have to be loner
Hey, Never ever not a stoner
Hey, Better than fucking coaster
Hey, Holding tears till I'm sober
So I'm choking up like there's sulfur

I am not very stable (I am not)
Ever heard a shitty story not fable (It's not a fucking lie)
I don't have a guardian or angel (On god)
Bitch, I'm gonna sob because I'm single (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)

Watching Bojack Horseman
(uh, oh, uh, oh, uh, oh, uh, oh, uh, oh)
All the screen the look like torches
I'm in torment not distorted
Eating hummus with store bread
Keep my heart inside a storage
Gorge on gourmet on some porcelain
Hear my gasps while I'm snorkelin'

Sitting alone while I cry (Mr. Lonely)
Adventure time eating french fries (Finn & Jake)
Marceline and I we gonna fly (Into the skies)
And I got Rei Ayanami by my side (Evangelion)

(whoa, hey, yeah, what)

Cheese and wine, I got that potion (vices)
Say I'm fine, I'm really broken
It's taking time to really soak in
I don't know what emotion (hot hot)
To be in
I don't think I'm healing
Being mad, 2 hours past
Getting numb then the feelings come 
I'm sad

Nigga

Whoa, I'm so sensitive
Rarely do I let one in (whoa)
Bitches, niggas, fake friends
Simple minded humans (yeah, yeah)
I don't stand for a second chance 
This damn dance of different plan (uhuh)
Strike right with the feminine 
The likeness of princess

Hell Yeah

Pinterests interests nah nah
I just wanna talk 
Do little walk around a living pond
Be a part of the environment (life)
Cleaning litter, I'm that type of nigga
Popping pills only when prescribed
Take a lil bar for night
Only rapping rhymes that I write
I'ma miss you by my side
Sometimes I'm different guy
You just know the typical
And with knowing know that I'm fine
You could never like my mind
You wouldn't yourself be mine
Becoming one intertwined
Saying that was a subtle lie

Together we were
For better or worse
And telling our friends of the burden
Of shit that occurred
I covered it first
You were just busy with flourishing
Becoming a curse
begrudging at worst
I was never your exception
Even though that's the message
I ain't never had to text it

(uh, oh, uh, oh, uh, oh)

I Am Not Very Stable, Sometimes I Cry (Prod. by BeatJovan)

Childish Gambino 3005 Remix

I’m like Miller
I’m like Miller aye
I'm like Miller
I'm like, I'm like, aye
My Ex Peep I'm like Miller

Keep it covert
I’m not over it
A joke like Colbert
If I come over
You know I’m never sober
A hellboy still getting older

My Ex Peep, I’m like Miller  
My Ex Peep, I’m like Miller (aye)

I’ve been trippin’ all winter
Might think I miss her
Negligence of self
I don’t want anyone else 

She put me right on the shelf, wait
Is she just loving herself, nay
I just wanna talk, hey
You just want it all, babe

Thoughts going through my head
I guess we’re dead
But I feel like X 
And you’re just my X
And I’m sauced off to bed

My Ex Peep, I’m like Miller  
My Ex Peep, I’m like Miller (aye)

LIKE MILLER (Prod By B. Young)

27 Wishes

I'm chanting
Goddammit
A nigga outlandish
staying indoors
I hate being bored
I know some my kinfolk
Would love to just kill folks
Make you run to the hills
Like we run for the mills
Since them days at the mill
Back to the days in luaderhill
still blasting tunes from Lauren Hill
Still blasting that steel like a welder will
Rockstar living I'm practicing that patrick 
Fishy ass niggas get busy but they disastrous
Sticking to these bitches like stickers up on a package
Middle finger bigger I swear it's just like Malcom
If you want smoke then we got gun powder
Don't fuck with most niggas my nigga that's power
Don't watch none of you niggas like I don't watch power
Watch First 48 like the laws of all power

27 wishes aye yeah
27 wishes yeah
Mama told me do them dishes aye 
Bitches didn't want me now I'm winnin'

27 wishes aye yeah
27 wishes aye yeah 
Mama told me do them dishes
Bitches didn't want me now I'm winnin' (yeah)

Pull up on your block yeah
I'm spinnin' (spinnin')
Pull up on your block yeah
I'm winnin'
Cook his ass just like some spinach (spinach)
Lil Perc whippin' in the kitchen (kitchen)
Mama told me I'ma be a star
Mama told me I'ma be a rockstar
Now I'm livin' like a pop star
Touch me get popped like a poptart

27 wishes aye yeah
27 wishes aye yeah
Mama told me do them dishes
Now I'm whippin' in the kitchen

27 wishes aye yeah
27 wishes aye
Mama told me do them dishes (yeah)
Bitches didn't want me now I'm winnin'

Yeah yeah yeah
27 Wishes

Kid Percxcet - 27 Wishes Ft. Georginio Prod. Hobo Brown

Holy Ft. Pastor Georgette Milbin, my momma I love her a lot.

(My momma speaks on the story of Zaccheus. 
Buddy ran to climb up a tree just to see Jesus, because he knew he was comin’ to Town and he didn’t want to miss seeing the man)

But I’m holy, bruh, yeah
But I’m holy, bruh

(The Bible says whenever you want to connect Jesus is there)

But But holy

But I’m

But But

YEAAAAAAAH!

Get it how I get it
Don’t forget I presume
I assume attitudes
With the presence of the fumes
Pepper pellets in my papers
Smoke it now and ash it later
With my pasteur by my pastor
That’s my momma and my father 
I was the last son after me they just had daughters 
After the first son was set cause of his genetic disorder
So there’s me doing my thing
I am pinkie and the brain
It’s like a decade in music for me
Your boy is not playin’

Though a multi-instrumentalist
That will not gather interest
In the age Internet
The age of Aquarius
Here lies the scorpion
The eagle or the Phoenix
Check out my forms
The World of music it is mostly mine but partially yours
Not a boast
I just host skills not given to most
Letting loose with my lute
Oh the strings I control 
How I sidechain the kicks
Though a nigga unknown

If I’ve never known me
I’d think lowly
But I’m holy bruh
Not an OG or your homie
So nigga back off
Spirits told me to stay Lowkey
But I’m taking my shot
So if you don’t know me stay Lowkey
When a nigga takeoff          X2

YEAH!

I had bitches yeah
They had niggas yeah
I know bitch niggas with no bitches yeah
But really though that’s not my business, bro
Cause I would hoe, but that’s not my flow 
I just stay home at with my visions, yo
Keep a vixen with me, so I fix her throat
Till the bitch is missing so replaceable 
I stay lonely on my solo dolo

I know I’m talent as fuck 
Do not advantage
I am a afraid of a strangers’ advances 
Cause I’ll have advances
Reverse engineer the whole process no cameras
Don’t see it oh well 
My assistance won’t matter
If the whole process does not keep your hungry dusty ass inspired
Consistency is key, no matter the trial
I’ve lost me 3 laptop with mp3 files

I’m an exceptional person 
Except to professionals
But all of them niggas they would use me for records though
And I never get credit from so called professionals
So we will do it on our own 
Your boy is so original
It is just me and my God, but to you I’m not spiritual
So fuck everybody 
Do not fuck with everybody
Cause I need nobody
Kill the pussy catch a body

If I’ve never known me
I’d think lowly
But I’m holy bruh
Not an OG or your homie
So nigga back off
Spirits told me to stay Lowkey
But I’m taking my shot
So if you don’t know me stay Lowkey
When a nigga takeoff          X2

YEAH!

If you don’t known me...

MOMMA BEAR! 

“I’ll do what I have to find out about the man named Jesus
He, [Zaccheus], had a real desire to “find” Jesus
A lot of the time you and I when we turn 20, 30, 40, 50 
AND WE NEVER KNEW WHO JESUS IS
Because you don’t have a real desire to know Jesus”

Yeah

Yeah

Holy Ft. Pastor Georgette Milbin, Ma Mère (Prod. HoboBrown)

169zzv

I'm smokin' mawnaroll

Daka Daka bah

Fig Faw yeah

Get your ass on the spaceship yeah
Get your ass on that motherfucker spaceship

It's time

You may have not

You may not have known it for a long time, but it's goddamn time

you feel me

Ya boi wit Ryan Frazier ya feel me

                                             Verse 1 part a 

Wait, aye, I'm staying home alone
Cause my Momma gone
I don't know what I'm doing
Is my brain moving forward
I swear to god
I'll shoot you then shoot myself
Feeling like I'm...
Stuck inside a little designer suit
That is a little mustard shaped
Consists of mustard seeds
See me pushing through rocks
I'm not pushing rocks
But I'm pushing to the top

                                            Verse 1 part b

Let me push myself off
I'm jumping off a cliff 
I'm running off a bridge
You know what it is
Tell me how it is
Tell me what it isn't
I just think it is
Holdin' by the grip

                                          Verse 1 part c

You see the grape in my mind
I just think I'll be fine
When I could just be mine
I'm owned by conditioning

hey, Let me go do this
Let my find my own movement
You don't know what I'm abusing
I'm not abusive

*call of the machines*

                                         Verse 2 part a

Take a break from theatrics
Never known that I would be someone moving through the matrix
Not my mattress
Let me hold my bed
My bed of worries and sorrows
Even though I saw tomorrow
I will move onto the morrow

                               Verse 2 Part b

Let me mow it off, aye
I'm just looking for August 
Hey, ya'll ain't seen me since Autumn
Hey, motherfuckin' awesome
So I'm drowning in the garden

                          Verse 2 Part c/outro

Hey, find the target
Aye, sell it to the market
With my gun bitch I'm marching

Georginio Milbin - 169zzv (Prod. Ryan Frazier)

Sierra Randall - vocalist

Hobo Brown on the Beat

In My Head by Sierra K. Randall

My humanity, if you're seeing me showcasing beats like these you know something is going down.  lol

Meant To Be Together (trumpet)

Before You Walk Out Of My Life Sample 2 Boi

Before You Walk Out Of My Life Sample 1

A Less Kind Of Night

Lemme Do My Drugs pt 2 (Prod by LikReid)

Many genres of music, a plethora of concepts, and a multitude of ideas. I am more of a guitarist than anything, but I know how to play more than just that. I'm willing to work with anyone in anything music related, and I can write anything for any genre. I make instrumentals, I write for other artists, and if you're in the area, I'll bring the equipment to you. If nothing is understood from this, do know at the least that I will cater to you in a collaboration and keep your vision in focus. Communication is key.

I'm a guy who moved around a lot, but I managed to somehow get stuck in Atlanta. There's some nice hip-hop, Indie rock, Funky jazz jams, and some poppy jazz material here, There's no way that you can't dig something I created.

Georginio

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