I've just been having fun lately.

Lyrics:
Peaking through your window I feel like a fucking blinder
 Tell em how you feeling when you feel it time to rise up 
I don’t smoke the indo or do benzos just to climb up 
Motherfuck ya feelings I don’t feel it, I’ma shine son
 When I start to dancing do it like nobody watching 
Grinding on the daily I deprive myself of toxins
 When I talk my shit I talk my shit and keep on talking
Yeah, I keep on talking

 I start to sing like Gambino
 this summer singing my single
 I’ll stack my C-Notes like bingo
 and make the bank like Latinos
 when they done crossing the Rio
 I make it flavored like Mio
 I like my danger so real
 I might get killed by your Tio
 I like to sit in the middle the fire 
Spitting a riddle I wile
 Been in a while 
Bending the minimal style
 Venom in syllable vials 
Kill em with smiles
 Kill em with ridicule piles
 Pinning the pitiful pals 
Binging the foul 
Swim in the lyrical Nile 
Slimming your limits with guile 
Been in a while 
I’ve been in a minute and you bitches barely noticed
 Y’all are barely floating Lemme show you what a flow is 
Y’all been out of focus put your lenses back in focus 
This is how you get it how you get where you been goin

 Peaking through your window I feel like a fucking blinder
 Tell em how you feeling when you feel it time to rise up
 I don’t smoke the indo or do benzos just to climb up
 Motherfuck ya feelings I don’t feel it, I’ma shine son
 When I start to dancing Do it like nobody watching
 Grinding on the daily I deprive myself of toxins
 When I talk my shit I talk my shit and keep on talking
shit, he keep on talking

 When I bus the rhyme I go flip mode inside my dental
 Roll windows all down, no tint ho, no rental I drive my pinto 
No bimbos I keep my kinfolk on ten toes on time and tempo 
if tempted I tap my temple and spit flows that rap my mental
 Now slow it down just a little
 I’m trying to keep it simple 
My type of people sinful 
Not tryna twist your nipples 
Less you like it then fuck it love it
 I’m twistin’ em by the dozen
 I’m lickin’ em, keep em coming 
Just teasin’, let’s keep Southern
 I’ll keep it all proper, mami 
Be cordial with mom and papi 
I’ll pay for your order prolly 
then fold you like origami 
that’s prolly too forward prolly
 My manners are sorta sloppy 
or borderline more like shotty 
Can’t force it I’m sorta naughty
I’ve been in a minute and you bitches barely noticed
 Y’all are barely floating Lemme show you what a flow is 
Y’all been out of focus put your lenses back in focus 
This is how you get it how you get where you been goin

Peaking through your window I feel like a fucking blinder
 Tell em how you feeling when you feel it time to rise up 
I don’t smoke the indo or do benzos just to climb up 
Motherfuck ya feelings I don’t feel it, I’ma shine son
 When I start to dancing do it like nobody watching 
Grinding on the daily I deprive myself of toxins
 When I talk my shit I talk my shit and keep on talking
Yeah, I keep on talking
Peaking through your window I feel like a fucking blinder
 Tell em how you feeling when you feel it time to rise up 
I don’t smoke the indo or do benzos just to climb up 
Motherfuck ya feelings I don’t feel it, I’ma shine son

Keep On Talkin' (Prod. By Fantom XXX)

I really don't understand how I'm supposed to sing this song to it's soul potential. Especially with the ending. The intro and the last 50 seconds have made me cry tears of joy - I don't even know how many times just this evening. Last night me and Natalie danced together in the kitchen to the unfinished version of the track, and the smile on her face and the stars in her eyes said it all for me. This will be the second single off the upcoming release. 

My friends and loved ones, please share with me a sneak peak into my second single off the album. I've got an engineer who will be reviewing the track sometime tomorrow or this weekend and making the finalizations on the public release on media platforms that will come shortly thereafter. 

This song will forever be special to me, and I hope you can share this with the one you call your partner, no matter what your sexuality or gender may be. 

Take your person in your arms and dance with them in your kitchens, bedrooms, and living rooms and share the moment with them. I want nothing more from this than that. 

I love you, Natalie. 

Nobody Like You by Goatboy, Sneak Preview for Friends & Loved Ones
Original Composition is "Desperate" (prod. by @wavytrbl)

Photo Credit belongs to Nikki, from ClickNikki Photography

Nobody Like You (Prod. by wavymrbl)

Had a lot of fun writing & recording this one yesterday. Felt so good, I wanna release it to y'all!

Hope you enjoy!

!!!!!!!!BMTJ HERE!!!!!!!!
https://soundcloud.com/bmtj

Open Eyes (Prod. By BMTJ)

Lyrics:
(FOLLOW ME ON RAPPAD - I DO STRAIGHT UP FEEDBACK)

Prod. by wavytrbl

!!!FIND WAVYTRBL HERE!!!
https://soundcloud.com/wavytrbl

Actors - Goatboy (Prod. By Wavytrbl)

Lyrics here: https://www.rappad.co/rap/1204138

Full credit of instrumentation belongs to BMTJ, a producer I've been following and writing along with independently (don't know 'em personally). You can find them here: https://www.youtube.com/@BMTJ1

Sorry I ripped your track, I'll pay you back next Friday! ._.

PLEASE GO JAM HIS STUFF, HE'S THE ONLY REASON THIS SOUNDS SO GOOD!

Caddydreams.demo (Prod. by BMTJ)

No copyright infringement intended.

Instrumentation produced by @BMTJ. You can find him on YouTube, and he is one of my top 3 favorite producers to go to for more instrumentation. Banger after banger. Consistent and clean. 

DeKafBass provided the mix for this song. A local buddy of mine with a big heart and a fantastic attention to detail. He did amazing, and this song wouldn't have sounded as good as it does now without him. 

Thanks everyone. I hope you enjoy.

Lyrics: 
Sometimes it feel like the sun don’t rise
Sometimes it feel like I lost my mind
So many days I’ve resigned
  To side line

Bitch, back the motherfuck off!
That’s my wife
Those my kids
That’s my ride
That’s my shit
Got that vibe
Hyperdrive
Pilot life
Y’all should try
Bite a slice
Open wide
Come inside
Y’all the prototype 
Don’t want no pro to vibe
Defy the protocol 
With prose of spite
Bonafide
Hunnid percent I’m certified
 To get it
Went through a lotta a shit in the last year
But fuck it I’ma handle business
Forming like Deltron, 
Morphin’ to Zeltron
Form into Ultron’s image
Look like Dennis
My Menace
Off Guiness
Come witness
My shit as 
I get it

Tell them how I’m feeling
When I’m feeling what I’m feeling
Then I hit em with a little bit of rhythm 
That will make motherfucker feel like quitting
When I stitch ‘em wit a little bit of this shit 
This shit 
Syllable splittin’
Got a bitch in her feelings like this the endin’ 
When I’m just beginnin’ 
When I start to pen it
Leave a mark up in it
Like a scar or blemish
In my darkest visions
I was starvin’
Sowin my seed for the harvest
Seeing the snakes in my garden
Seen how my soul had tarnished, tarnished  
Often
Thought of the old 
Who are gone and
Taught me to walk
And talk and
Always kept hope 
For my stardom

Got that bipolar
I roll up 
Mind like a cyclone
My life write in my songs
as I ride the rise
on the rise
I'm in flight
On the climb, on the climb
Roll the pine 
Roll and light for you
Roll and light
I'm rolling light
I'm rolling light
I'm rolling li-i-ight, li-i-ight!

 Sometimes it feel off better dead
There’s a loco in my motion 
But it’s full steam ahead
When I’m bustin’ through the barrier 
It’s the sound of music
That’s the only thing I hear
As I’m getting through it
Sometimes, man I get so de-pressed
That I can’t destress
Much less contest 
Too much on the conscious 
Till unconscious 
Can I con-fess
I’m accomplice
With the opp-site
Offset from the onset
Keep it hon’est
Keep my confidence
To my confidants
Keep on confident
Keep on, knowin
My bipolar
I’m bipolar

Sometimes I feel like
(I'm bipolar)
Sometimes, sometimes I feel like
(I'm bipolar)
Sometimes, sometimes I feel like
(I'm bipolar)
Sometimes, sometimes I feel like
(I'm bipolar)

I've come to love who I a-a-am
I've come to love, I've come to love
I've come to love who I a-a-am
I've come to love, I've come to love me
Yes it’s hard to accept all the horrible things that I’ve become
Yes it’s hard to admit where the path had led
And how I’m fucked up, but

I learned to love me for me
(I had to learn to love myself)
I learned to love me for me
(I had to learn to love myself)
I learned to love me for me
(I had to learn to love myself)
I learned to love me for me
(I had to learn to love myself)
I learned to love me.

Bipolar Disorder (DeKafBass & goatboybaaad edit) (Prod. by BMTJ)

Holdontome.demo (Annie's Song)(Prod. by runawaymuzic)

I had written another song prior to this one that had me in my head for a couple weeks before I decided I wanted to write something pretty. Something happy. Something for Annie. Something for all of us that we can remember when the time comes and takes what belongs to it. 

Nat & I have had plenty of times when life was not so much roses more than it was thorns. Right now, I feel like we are in bloom.

This track makes me so happy to be who I am today. I am so proud of myself, and not only that but the family I have & the environment we have created to support & love one another. It also makes me emotional. I've been hitting a streak of tearjerkers lately. 

Hope this one gives you some happy waterworks. 
Shameless YouTube vid plug (plz watch it here): https://youtu.be/nlDLQLpcZHY

With love & laughter, 
goatboybaaad.

Lyrics:
Just a freestyle
I’ve lived here awhile
I separate from my shell
I’m bending my style
blending it up 
Like the OGs had done
Put your bets on me
My homie, I’ve only begun
To say what I’m thinking
Changing the frame of my thinking
always
Nobody knows what it’s like to be you    
Nobody knows, nobody knows
Only you know what it’s like for you
Only you know, you know


Step in my shoes
While I lift off
To the Mother
Ship-talk
Never want to stop this 
Always out of pocket
All I, All I ever wanted 
Was to be someone you thought of 
Hope you never thought to cross me off

Poisonous thoughts
Like vines on a cross
They grow, they grow, they grow,
They grow across my skin Indebting my soul to the cost
In bed it’s the coldest, God
I’m sweating alone with them lost
It’s hard to unlearn what was taught
Drifting off to outer space
I can’t stay, I don’t belong here
Went out of my way
To find my own place
Out of my way
to cold space

Little Annie,
Baby, I’ve watched you grow
Baby, I’ll watch your shows
Bluey & Paw Patrol
Ms. Rachel and all of those
Take out the yoga mat
& roll it out on the floor
Lil Annie & Daddy naps
I treasure them all like gold
 


Like gold *x5
Hold on to you
Like gold x5
hold on to you
Will you hold on to me?
Will you hold on for me?
Will you hold on to me?
You could hold on to me.

Baby, I feel like I’m losing it all of the time
All the time
‘Cept when I’m with you, the stars
align
Grateful I’m with you
& part of your life
Pardon the mind
Darkness will harken sometimes
I’ve fought & I fought all my life
Swallow the pride
My stomach is bloated
But soul devoted
 & I’ll keep us floating
Long as you hold on
Hold on

Step in my shoes
While I lift off
  To the Mother
Ship-talk
Never want to stop this 
Always out of pocket
All I, All I ever wanted 
Was to be someone you thought of 
Hope you never thought to cross me off

Holdontome.demo (For My Kids) (Prod. by runawaymuzic)

Lyrics: 

Billygoat here, gotta story for them kiiiiids

(for the kids x4 //*whispered)

Naw, yee’nt gotta smell it, just admit it I’m the shiiiiiit

(*huffing*… shiiiit)

Got a big red button & the bish say “don’t push me”

(Too close to the edge, too close to the edge now //*whispered)

Cause I’ll stick two fingers in your nose

Smell the pussy, gushin, gushin, gushin


Goatye bouta get it…
I’m locked & loaded
Pop shots, reload it
Pop, pop, at your pops
& ya ma’s, I’m smokin’
Like a twin-barrell
I ain’t Will, Feral
Like an ocelot
Spot, spot em ou-
Spot em out the corner of my cornea
Foreign to they vision, so they treat me like a foreigner
Dirty south flow, with an ounce from California
Used to lend an ear
Now I swear they getting cornier
or boring-er 

know that ain't a word

I'm make em up like I'm Smino with Louphoria

all to bring euphoria

to my ear, ignoring the

passive in-shi-bitions

that have kept in-hib-it-ed

all pretentious with the shit n 

done pretending I'm not gifted

I'm a bastard

Meanin my raps have no daddy

Ac' on the black top, them hoes call me Zaddy

Zoom on you zoomers

Overlap rappers when rapping

I go boom on them baby boomers

and go boom bap, I'm Pappygoat

Pappygoat here, gotta story for the kiiiiids

(for the kids x4 // whispered)

Naw, yee’nt gotta smell it, just admit it I’m thew l shiiiiiit

(*huffing*… shiiiit)

Got a big red button & the bish say “don’t push me”

(Too close to the edge, too close to the edge now *whispered)

Cause I’ll stick two fingers in your nose

Smell the pussy gushin gushin gushin

My Soul color coded orange

She so gawgeus I'm engorged, ohmygawrsh, got no Porsche,

still her panties hit the floors

Jah, of course

got the girl on all fours

n she wanting to absorb

justa bit dat Vit-a-min D in her pores

justa do it for a glow 

Back be tippin’ off the coast

She off balance out her clothes, 
woah, woah, woah,

Hohhhhohhh
Goat got her balanced on his goatee goat nose
Sherlock with the WAAAT, son
Ain’no’fuggin’prahh-lum
You can bet your bitch ass not one

WWF (Wiley Will Feral) (Prod. by Zanthite)

Produced, mixed, written, performed, and mastered by @zanthite with featured lyrics & performance by yours truly.

It was a pleasure to have my first feature be a blend of cultures from two different places in the world.

ZANTHITE - Zanthite feat. goatboybaaad

Houstonian, space cadet, father of two, espoused to one. 

Goatboy is here is please you.

goatboybaaad

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