Name: Lost-Soul by Hasha Ramoni
Duration: 2 min 59 s
Description: This is for the people who feel like they don't belong anywhere

"Fungus" is the fifth track off the album "Does It Make Me A Monster" by. This hip hop instrumental track is a journey through a soundscape of hard-hitting drums, groovy basslines, and atmospheric samples that create a dark and brooding atmosphere. The track features a unique blend of old-school hip hop elements with modern production techniques that gives the track a fresh and unique sound. The track's dark and gritty vibe will appeal to hip hop and rap artists looking for a beat with a gritty and raw edge. The Fungus instrumental will give you the perfect vibe to express yourself, and it will be perfect to add to your collection of beats.
Produced and mixed by DJ CD
Underground Independance
https://bigroomdjs.wixsite.com/music

Does It Make Me A Monster

Fungus

Featuring: Cherie Walpole.
Trying to portray my anxiety...

Invisible (feat. Cherie)

been to listening to, what alot of ur fuckers been sayin
shi, nigga u a disgrace, picked u up from a broken mess
hell i even gave u a spotlight, i saw a couple of ur tracks blow 
when they heard me on the track, one feature put u straight on the map, now ur off base, and off doin fake shi
instagram captions and post, showing ur true colors lately
im ashame i called u a friend, in the end, u still pretend
like ex bitches, trynna get over, their ex man
that happen to be the best man, if only their insecurties
didnt take over, if only u were man enough, to pay some respect
to the father at hand, im not a god father, im not easy to please
i hold grugdes like japanese ghost childern, ik thats a problem
but god working with me, you should thank him for that
i thank him everyday for the blesses he gave me
and the lessons gave me, turned me better i cant say the same for yall
only the strongest survive, and i cant tell it aint yall
all that back and fourth like tennis, nigga u not a menace
u just a bitch, simple like jack, is u retarded, i dont fuck with too many
and u showed me why, the closest niggas to u
will pull the trigger, while saying u is my nigga,
ironic how yall niggas hang with each other
yall throw shots and go for blows, but at the end of the day
pretend yall are cool, i see jealousy rising, as the kid
jumps to the man, and money comes into the play
they see me making these plays, they getting jealous like damn
thats why they distanced themselves, trynna make ur own name
coming off from my fame, i heard ur new tracks
just say u wanna be like me, u copied my flow
and acted as if i wouldnt notice, nigga is u dumb witted
stop sending me death threats, u is not john wick
u is not that guy, i see why yall can never make it up
cause at the end of the day, yall still faking it up
summertime with sage, and meet in the middle
was enough for yall malcom in the middle niggas
to take ur bite and meddle with my new shi
trynna diddle ur little rhymes, that can never compete
infact ur just displacing my messages of heart broken kids
to yall little drug affairs, im acting like two face
i cant face another one of yall niggas, im turning sides
like flipping a quarter, yall niggas aint even made it to half base
im already hitting my goals, putting my hours
i made a career, dont think rap is my only career
i put passion and storytimes in my shi, yall making fanasty statements, like it was ur nfl team, matter as well sell ur nft
to get a lil cheap change, in the end it wont change
yall falling off already, how is it u said u was better
but can never compete, the way i see it
most of yall raps are surface level, yall aint even touch the middle
infact most of ur fans, dont even know u
cant tell a story of u, neither of ur albums come close to even being a masterpiece, but i can give u a benefit of the doubt
my first albums arent the best, not worth sititng down and listening to
years gone by and i can say, my new album better
my eps colder than aps, how is my worst album 
better than ur best album

jokers in my deck(Prod.DWNLD)

Vẫn như vậy (prod.f/eur)

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THE SOURCE

Living With Violence

This is for the people who feel like they don't belong anywhere

Lost-Soul

Recorded Thursday, December 29, 2022
Ron Snyder - Lead Guitar (right side)
Joe DeBrizzio - Rhythm Guitar (left side)

Snyder & DeBrizzio - SHATTERED BLUE ICE (LIVE Instrumental)

No Problemo

I asked for two bullets to the heart
Instead you tied my hands and
Dragged me across the ugly dirt
And I couldn't keep up
I couldn't keep up

And when your horse started to run
I tripped over your words
And I couldn't keep up
I couldn't keep up 

I wake every day with you on my mind
What's real, what's not
It's hard to find

The facts they twist and spin
Around my head, around my head
Around my head, around my head
I deal with you
In every song
I suppose it's time to move along
To move along
And to  get you out of my head

Such a pretty face
Oh man
And you messed with that too
Nothing could escape you
You're set on 
Destroying yourself too

I wonder often
How you might be now
What's spinning around in your head
And it strikes my soul
It hurts my soul
But you made your own bed

I dream of you sometimes
Messages in my mind
You reach out, wanting
And I have to decline
You're so hard to decline

I knew you were cold
From the moment I opened my heart
And let the warmth seep out
Freeze in your snow that
Covered the ugly dirt

And the frost that covered my mouth
Froze up all of my courage
I betrayed my own self

What's real, they twist and spin
Around my head, around my head
Around my head, around my head
I deal with you
In every song
I suppose it's time to move along
To move along
And to get you out of my head

Lost-Soul

Hasha Ramoni

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