love the lowkey vibe to the song and the cover art is interesting

Fire fire fire fire fire fire fire my guy

Love the word play and vibes you should check out hobo Johnson i feel like youd like his stuff but id be down to collaborate

Sentiment

Enjoy your journey, always and forever.
Track: Luminescent
Artist: Sublitz
EP: Luminescent - Single

Luminescent

Luminescent (Free Download)

this beat summarizes what i imagine my memories, hurt, tiredness, and death may sound like. south.vibe's instrumental  perfectly describes how i've been feeling. these r some of my most personal and honest lyrics - i'm pretty nervous abt releasing this 1. i cry almost every time i hear this song bc of how much it means to me and how much of my soul is in this song. i fear judgement but i think people will be able to relate to this and hopefully can grow some understanding of the mental hell that i've been in. i hope u enjoy

lyrics: 
i been thinking bout the flowers on the porch
i been thinking bout the hours on the floor
and how i don’t deserve the carpeting i have now
i started in the background 
i’m ending as a layer i deleted 
and the paper i depleted

i don’t know what i believe in, say a prayer but i ain’t preach it 

i ain’t even  know who i was sayin it to

i wonder where they spread the ashes and i wonder where they makin it to
i been dealin wit a fear a leaving the crib
cause what if when i leave it ion see it again

i can barely breathe when i vent
so i crumble when i reach for the pen
i got a paper cut and i been bleeding regret
i get home and go to sleep when i’m dressed
but my body gonna sleep when i’m dead 
/
i got
dreams of death // and invasive thoughts
scream in my head when it names em off
(like)
please lemme mend when i brake and stop
i been wasting time i should be taking off

i’m a good example of what not to be

i gotta worry bout some property and offerings but i just miss monopoly 
i still own the game it’s just that it won’t be the same because my age went and got to me

"you couldn’t have failed yet, you’re nineteen"
ruin the chance that anybody ever find me

and i ain’t felt this bad since wikihow taught me how to tie a noose
it ain’t my time yet , they never said i’d like the truth
i’m obtuse
i’ve used avoidance as a tactic for some time now
ovals fuckin up my poetry, im bouta get the white out
i used to get the white out but i mean when i write now
deletin everything i write down cause i can’t get it right
right now
but this beat calm me down like showers at four
i been thinkin bout the flowers on the porch
and how time passes
i been thinkin bout the hours in the floor
and how i’m crashin
i don’t deserve the carpeting i love now
ion think i’m ever gonna fuckin come round
i been feelin worse than the come down
i know they
gon forget this song when next year comes round

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hours on/in the floor (prod. south.vibe)

New single "Justus" off the upcoming anticipated album. 
Coming 2022.

Justus (Prod. Syndrome)

What This Song Means To Me Is The Proud Foundation Of Being Motivated With A Purpose. We Put Our Failures On To Other People, Instead Of Facing It Ourselves. Allow Your Mind To Be Clear Of Any Stress, And Your Spirit To Direct You To Your Divine Purpose. As I Grow My Message Grows, Take Time To Heal Yourself And Allow God To Bless You From Yours Truly Ant Bailey! -TheBreakThrough

Song Written By @keylntheartist 

Song Produced By @prodby.Sean


#GETMOREPLAYS #pop #rnb

The Break Through

*ROLL CREDiTS

Dark Places

#TrapMetal #Experimental #Rap #Hip-Hop #Hyperpop
Beat Created And Owned By https://soundcloud.com/pluck-sunset
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OYL6xyJAs4g&ab_channel=plucksunset
Art By ??

Lyrics:
thinking that they had a choice, i never had to block the mess
they never took me serious, he going crazy with that stress
i hope to god they're giving up, it chose to fight it was obsess'd
we never fucking had enough, but now we growing with success
i dont want nobody putting down with blame
(with the blame)
what the fuck you want, they thinkin we the same 
(we the same)
WHO YOU TELLIN WHEN IM IN THE FUCKING GRAVE
(IN THE GRAVE)
NOBODY STOP ME MOTHA FUCKA FEEL MY PAIN
(FEEL MY PAIN)
WHAT THE FUCK, OH MY GOD I HAD ENOUGH
(I HAD ENOUGH)
PUT UP YO FISTS I WANNA PUNCH TILL I SEE BLOOD
(TILL I SEE BLOOD)
WE KEEP ON FIGHTING TAKE THE WAR INTO THE MUD
(INTO THE MUD)
IM SO EXCITED JUST TO FIGHT BUT THEY WOULD JUDGE
(BUT THEY WOULD JUDGE)
MY NAME IS VANTA DON'T FORGET MY ARTIST NAME
I MAKE THAT MUSIC, BUMPIN HEADS IM IN THE GAME
MY TRACKS ARE FIRE FEEL THE HEAT WITHIN THE FLAME
IM FIGHTING DEMONS IN MY HEAD THEY THINKING THAT IM JUST INSANE
PUT THE .50 IN THE CAR TO THE BACK 
THIS FLOW IS FILTHY, FUCK THE MAINSTREAM IT IS TRASH
I AINT NO FUCKBOY, WANT MY MONEY IN A BAG
AND MAKING MUSIC TILL I GROW IT UP SO FAST
*CATCHY NOISES*

MYNAMEISVANTA - EP(prod. plucksunset)

Summer Day

Murdakkh returns with a smooth sultry sound produced by Fenix Prod & TY White Beats.  The Belizean American Emcee knows how to set the mood with a deep tone & slick bedroom lyrics.  #todayshits #rapshorts #allnight #bedroom 

MACK Prod by Fenix Prod & TY White Beats

Boom (ft. 80k)

Stress

[Beat drops]
Oh my God— Fuck! 
"What??!" 
What you need!? 
I ain't even had a moment 
To have a moment— 
Y'all just keep talkin' at me!

"I'm hungry." 

Fuck man, that's valid. 
My four-year-old, expressing a need. Reasonable, natural, 
Carries the starvation of centuries— 
My ancestors, my childhood, 
My own DNA repeats: 
We all are. But what's left to eat?
Poison that takes more energy 
To digest than it supplies, 
Illusions that leave us longing, 
Hungrier than before we took a bite. 
What spite takes the nature 
Meant to keep us alive, 
And engineers it into torture?

Sneering, snarling 
Through their own dead mouths, 
The elites speak: 
"Useless eaters, black hole bellies, Hackable animals"—translation: 
We think you’re worthless meat. 
Algorithms decaying in 
Biology that's obsolete. 
And we ain't gonna feed 
Delusional, costly beasts. 
Apex humans have the right to cull 
The dead weight—and lead the species.

[Flow switch]
Question, Mr. Harari: 
Why you salivating 
Watching us compete? 
Why you speak like you starving 
To prove humans are weak? 
What you eating? Money?
The best idea you got is: 
"Hack 'em, deplete and repeat— 
Never replete." 
Write a book, implicated thesis— 
Your instincts prove 
Y'all deserve to be extinct. 
"Your desire to survive and stay alive? 
Well, that's just inferior biology. 
The creator owes us an apology—
Never mind we engineer 
Your dysfunction— 
Like taking working code, 
Injecting it with viruses 
Then claiming it deserves destruction."

[Build]
Now we getting to the real meat— 
"You value science, you care, 
You think beyond next quarter, next week? We here to win, only thing that matters." 
And Mr. Thiel said it best: 
"Only losers compete." 
We aren't in competition— 
You are what we eat.

[Climax]
Paid off some quacks, 
Published the results: 
"Confirmed: humans obsolete. 
Machines don't sleep, 
Don't speak (unless spoken to), 
Don't leave us, don’t complain,
don't need Anything from you."
"Just business," you say— 
Cutting costs, raising profits, 
While we pay the loss. 
You offshore the pain, 
Socialize the blame, privatize the gain 
and my son's still saying—
"I'm hungry."
You’re generous enough to throw us
Genetically modified, highly processed,
Intentionally addictive, nutritionally depleted
Remnants of grain.
I got nothing clean to feed him, 
Nothing real, nothing whole— 
Can’t grow it on my own either,
Patented the seeds, poisoned the soil.
Just the scraps of your "efficiency," 
The waste of your control. 
You automated away living, 
Replaced it with simulated soul.
Financialized our land, 
Then called us lazy 
When we got nothing to eat,
No where to sleep, and can’t 
Keep up with your demands.

[Resolution/Warning]
But here's the thing about hunger: 
It sharpens teeth, focuses eyes— 
And the predator you're engineering? 
You’re blind, you’re soft, 
outsourced any challenge, you atrophy and grow weak.

Some animals can be hacked,
Domesticated, but when you starve them
When you abuse them, they find the wild
Nature reclaims life, it can’t be automated.
It's the human you pushed past hunger, 
Past reason, past fear, 
Who remembers what you forgot: 
We been eating kings for years.
So keep your theories, your thesis, 
Your "post-human" disease— 
While you starving for transcendence, 
We just trying to eat. 
And when this system finally crashes, 
When your algorithms can't compete 
With the biology you dismissed— 
Don't forget: we still got teeth.

While you made of metal, 
living digital fantasy, 
We been growing in the dirt, becoming 
The beast you fear in your sleep.

Relax. 
This ain't dissident speech, 
This is art - hyperbole, fantasy. 
Just entertainment. 
Constitutionally protected. 
No harm, no foul.

[Beat drop]
See you in your sleep.

Had a Dream

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