Borderline haunting, and absolutely beautiful. I'm a few years late, but I absolutely love this whole album.

Makes me feel like im floating through the woods. Absolute bop

@ryeyr: It might actually be on Murder, idk

A beautiful blend of classical and lyrical

Off The Jump Presents a new single by:
@hheadhaunter
@chriswrightotj
@atwoodotj
@toccimc

Mixed and produced by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@iamsamsa

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Off The Jump - Newspeak

@silo-beats

She’s an Adobe girl. Only ‘bout her photos and shoppin’. 
Pictures I hope I get cropped in. She’s got so many options 
but they’re talkin’ ‘bout a whole different topic, 
while I’m just tryna meet the one who’s there when nobody’s watchin’. 
She wants a sugar daddy payin’ to have her flown to the tropics, 
on some you want it, you got it. And to be honest, if I had it, 
I would blow it, no problem. I just hope you know your time 
is worth far more than the price they put on it. 
Got a friend from elementary who just got engaged. 
I got friends that’s already tellin’ their kids to behave. 
Got friends I can’t visit unless I visit their grave. 
I wonder what type of friends my friends have. 
“I have a friend who raps.” 
“My friend has depression but he would tell you that. 
It just gets hard to tell him things without him getting sad. 
I don’t think I can turn to him when I’m feeling bad.” 
“Weird, I don’t have a friend like that.” 
And back home, we paint dead grass green. 
Replacin’ the shattered mirrors with new ones before anyone sees 
that I’m the one on stage, but we're all performing. 
Home movies just make me think of what happened 
after we stopped recording. 
I can either be home or be happy, 
either destroying myself or ignoring my family. 
Two evils, but I've spent too long putting others above me. 
I hope that you still love me 
when I tell you that I'm here, 
and I'm not really fine. 
'Cause I still have problems, 
but the problems are mine. 
And I know I can solve them if you just give me the time. 
If you give me the space I need to reach peace of mind. 
I write songs I can’t sing about people I wish I was, 
with samples I didn’t clear. Collabin’ with distant cousins. 
Obsessed with the fifties, and the future it promised us. 
Obsessed that it's now and how it's nothing we thought it was. 
It’s his boy Elroy, shot out a flying car into college, 
where the books cost more than marijuana. As if we had an option. 
Our robot butlers're stuck in sweatshops. 
Step in the wrong end o’ Epcot and you'll get shot. 
Lost in the world of tomorrow today. 
Why I get lost in these beats until all of it fades. 
I don’t know much, 
but I know that I’m a rapper, 
and that I listen to music 
like it’s the only thing that matters.

veridis quo [prod. by silo]

@atlas
@miraa on the beat
@joncraps on the mixing and editing

why do i sound like a dude that just needs a hug
why am i so unscrewed why does dude need a lug
i guess that's what happens when you're betrayed by people you love
emotions under the rug
gettin' good at that, gettin' way too good at that 
i just bottle shit up 
like my favorite cognac, yo fuck that
hold me back, mic me up
yo let me flow this wack ass shit i wrote 
and recently, my mental is so iraq
i've trippin' for several seasons
tip-toein' and avoidin' all these lego pieces
metaphorically, of course, but Atlas
tell me where i belong in this almanac
like, my girlfriend fuckin' hates me, my dad doesn't talk to me yo
i've been gettin' lost in like all of the sauce in the bowl but
yo i don't know whats up with that

shits bad but it'll only feel worse 
when your stuck inside focusin' on nothin' but your curses
gotta find a way to break the negativity 
cuz life is fuckin' tough but your tougher you gotta just believe it
shits bad and it'll never hurt less
if you're layin here obsessin over everything your stressin' about 
gotta find a method to break the cycle
gotta find a method to break the cycle, before it eats you alive

why do i plug a message in every song that only you could possibly understand 
and the worst part is you don't listen to them
and i know you already moved on and that's what's killin' me 
actually, it's how you did it so seemlessly yo
you know i dont even feel like an artist anymore
it's like at best im a fuckin' comformist with just my thoughts on record
i think this life is just a type-o
i've been feelin' mad psycho yo you gotta break that cycle phe 
but honestly dawg, i don't think it's even up to me
and if it was, i don't know what i would change
it's just, it fucks with me yo 
and i really wanted to end on a positive note but
but it's gettin hard like when i'm constantly hit with these monsterous blows
it's so monotonous and slow and, shitty
and i truly don't know what's up with that

shits bad but it'll only feel worse 
when your stuck inside focusin' on nothin' but your curses
gotta find a way to break the negativity 
cuz life is fuckin' tough but your tougher you gotta just believe it
shits bad and it'll never hurt less
if you're layin here obsessin over everything your stressin' about 
gotta find a method to break the cycle
gotta find a method to break the cycle, before it eats you alive

break the cycle w/ atlas (prod. miraa)

Take a trip without the drugs, that's a race to the bottom.

Produced and Mixed by @ibr

Art by me

Lyrics:

Whoever said a plane could solve any problems
I'll spin a hundred thousand miles drinking straight from the bottle
Before I load up on a tin can with wings for the slalom
And a take a trip without the drugs, that's a race to the bottom, yeah
Can you keep a secret code, I got messages with hoes
I ain't talking to my bros, don't bother
Cause they got women of they own, never thought that we'd be grown,
Saw some shoes I didn't own so I bought em
Yeah that's the life that I've been living lately
Centerfolds and kissing babies
Gone a dozen days 'fore they wonder if I'm missing maybe
Been trynna remember what my purpose is, it's getting hazy
I don't wanna feel like I'm alone so I need my lady
And she wanna feel like she's all mine
But I'm probably the worst when not online
So hit me what your subtweets I'll be fine
If I'm running bet it's always towards your mind


Summers like an open door, but I don't wanna walk through it
Got a lotta thoughts in your head, but you don't wanna talk through it


I can't afford no emotional discretion
If i open up my soul don't go firing no weapons
I been running on this coal like the fire was a blessing
But I still burned my feet on the ashes
Patches got the raps, but lately I been singing more
Ever since i met that little maverick, I'm swinging more
Catch me on that high beam, put me on your wide screen,
I forgot to bring the chords
So maybe we can disconnect to reconnect, reconfigure routers
Have an intellect and intersect our thoughts without the power
Like a revolution, recomputing factors i'm a spacious student
Got a lot of room to improve but I space and a lose it
Start an ageless movement, 
Motivate some kids who way too young to try and face the music
Contradicting, selfless, prudent, arrogant,
Bordering on alcoholic, parents went
They separate ways so I don't know what marriage is, 
I wear my flaws

Spotify

Race To The Bottom || prod. by ibrahim

Prod. @abembeats
Mix. @ibr
Art. @passive155 (on twitter)

Lyrics:
Forest falls with beads of sweat, you've been chopping trees again/
you've been talking sweet revenge, with disembodied feline heads/
you can feel it in your molecules, it swirls inside your bones/
you want a world of your own, so you can burn it down and grow/
but the roots, they writhe like tentacles and never let go/
axe head will lay those pesky woods to rest with death blows/
don't choke or cough on fluids in your helmet, red bones/
and murder weapons swept up in a millisecond, get thrown/
around in flash floods, don't nod off, knock knock/
have to meet the quota like, chop chop, chop chop/
all your dearest friends are horizontal trees/
you barely eat and rarely sleep, mountains bottom row of teeth/

It's all you've ever known, cus it's all you ever do/
and it's all you'll ever know, cus it's all you'll ever do/
gather the forest and rip it all down/
until that dim blue sun has winked itself out/

You're looking so stagnant, transfixed on red stars/
blunt hatchet, you're scratching nonsense in dead bark/
lifelong interlude, trenchfoot, ships all set off/
on strong winds that had blew, while you're stuck in dense fog/
still swinging, still chipping it forevermore/
never make it to the sea, never with the rest ashore/
rest assured, you'll be here 'til you're one with the forest floor/
as some forage forced to fork your fortune over for the force/
of nature at your door, knock knock, vent a little bit/ 
let your arm extension fell the mess your living in/ 
woodchips explode, puked out the head of an axe/
make it blot out sun, and then you'll get to relax/

Chop Chop

Sick prod. by https://soundcloud.com/xmittens
mixed by me

Naturally prod. by https://soundcloud.com/ntourageephekt
Featuring https://soundcloud.com/teeawgo
mixed by me

Lyrics:

I'm sick of rappers
My note pad been takin prophylactics
I'm sick of acting
Opaque as if nothing really matters
I'm sick of asking 
if i went what would've happened
Convinced it ain't worth the hassle
Like I'll just land in my castle right? 
I'm sick of bad advice and won't take my own
I sit up afternight with pads and write these neat little poems
Get each of the moments to sit tight so they have a nice home
I'm sick of actin like home is a place that I've never known
Cuz all along... mom and dad just want me to grow
And i didn't know it at the time but see they know that you won't (that's real)
See, we the type of folk that got a different kind of dialect
I promise when you find this you'll sub track like minuses
Can you find a sec to like this shit
I'm chillin with Midas while the pious poppin percocets
Or at least the so-called, self titled, hell's rivals
The sickening faux cause, to say they know god, but never upheld the Bible

Lookin for good looks
Got none now they bookin
Lookin good to a non believer though 
These demons is shooken
I felt crooked
Got better posture now
Posted up and boxed em out
See most of yall act hopeless or walk around with ya pockets out
I'm sick of the sadness
Sick of throwin away my assets
Sick of leaving my happiness up to someone else's actions
Cuz that shit got me to the lowest lows I've ever felt
And now I'm higher than ever because i learned to know myself
And i love that dude
But i used to say fuck that dude
Cuz i was that dude
Just always doin nothing new
So i tried to switch a bit
Change it up and get rid of it
I used to be sick of myself until i just got sick of it 
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I kept the bars rationed, now i got strep throat
I was dreaming bout the top my homie told me let's go
We went to Colorado and climbed a couple of mountains
After driving for hours shit rejuvenated my prowess
Nature's got powers, and i believe that fully
Came in contact with her out there and this is what she said to me
If you pushing I'm pulling
Aint got no time for no fooling
All of your scars are like gullies
To show you what you're enduring
You're weathered but you're still doing
Now you can tell them your stories 
You got the strength to keep going
And that outweighs all your worries 
I mean this waters the healing component shouts out to Mick
It breaks you down to rebuild you so you can say you have lived
Like i am here
And i am this
I am that which exists
I am cemented in time
And i embrace the abyss 
I live my life through these rhymes, lines, the scribbles and scripts
I tend to shine when the vibes right, and that's how it is, shit

[THIAGO]

It's about that time
The rays intersect with the dial
Yeah I'm sunnin em like, RA
Blessed be the child 
Inhaling breath of the wild when the rules high
Breakin parameters we shatter what they call the blue sky
Nothin is funny but, way too many lols in conversations
Speakin with god, way too many lulls in conversations
My chalice is never half full but half vacant
You saw, so don't get chained when you adjacent
I don't play games, not for em like fraggednation
Those who make the most moves tend to lack patience
Wanting to make a splash
What am i wading in the water for?
Hesitant order, tell the waiter let the water pour
Twirl my straw round and get seasick
Don't see the big pitcher, i see each sip
With each scripture written, i break it down to the prefix
It's in my double helix
Naturally

Sick || Naturally, feat. THIAGO

Off The Jump Presents a new single by https://soundcloud.com/headhaunter

Produced by: 
https://soundcloud.com/knightali

Mixed by:
https://soundcloud.com/atwoodotj

Cover Art by:
https://soundcloud.com/iamsamsa

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Headhaunter - Sunbeams

literally follow my main @love-sadkid if this song blows up again for no reason

Seasons

prod. @abembeats
mix. @ibr

Lyrics:
Andromeda galaxy's outside the window, and I've been adrift by the crystals that wink out in harmony/ 
signals deflect through the pinholes that alternate blinks with their colorless glow/
I slip through the folds in a ship that escaped its bottle, I got the whole hull, painted all gold/
cold in the cosmos, brain unfurls into a 1970's space-age novel/

now the Pinwheel galaxy is outside the window, the windshield cracks accentuate the starlight/
off-white spheres of ice are circled in the mist, the shadows of the solar system huddled 'round the bonfire/
but I'm drifting past in a bucket of bolts that's stuck in a solar wind gust of comet tail dust/
in abundance rushing towards the crust of everything that ever was and ever will be, I'm just hoping that my feet don't fail me/

a universe in a tea cup, need to be beamed up, need a key to release, the secrets sealed up/
need a seat to see the freedom, I seek, I sleep seasons, seems infeasible/
it's a voyage, I need to repair the pipes that burst in imagination systems, that flooded up with a vengeance/
and caused a slipstream that swallowed me whole from out the Tadpole galaxy and turned my ship into a tiny crumpled ball of wreckage/

like fuck, there's nothing outside of the window, except for a star-gate sequence on loop/
and I float out there, listless, spiraling inside dimensions that had all their ceilings removed/
in an arcade game long forgot in the backroom, I can't breathe and I'm doomed, deep in this vacuum/
it's almost tranquil, zoned out in my helmet, this vanishing act was.. past-due/

Voyager

feat. @ibr
prod. @abembeats
mix. @ibr

Lyrics:
Headhaunter:
Ax heads glisten in the twilight, chop the guards down/
and whittle them all down to nothing to see the wood chips blot the stars out/
I cough up a dark cloud, heart burns with forest fires/
animals howl at the scene as our kingdom's surely fortified/ 
I'm followed around by organ grinders with some somber songs as evergreens/
are drained of all their color as they fall and fall to frenzied swings/ 
from this death machine, that's hacking at tangled roots/
no conscience barks at me, grab ancient sequoias to break in two/

Hook:

I just chop and chop, chop the forest down to make a living/
under skeletal flocks of vultures and the acid rain that singes/
I just chop and chop, non-stop, won't halt or take a minute/
in the densest fog with mother nature making strange incisions/
I still chop and chop, chop the forest down to make a killing/
chop away the vines that reach towards my legs and break the feeling/  
of being over-encumbered, and not in control/ 
work the rest of my days but I want to go home/

Ibrahim:
I'm kissing maple trees with chainsaw tongues
Watch 'em bleed sap and leave behind a trail of dropped crumbs
And unstitch a million-acre quilt of ivy and moss
I'm an automaton with a hatchet striking a clock
In a metropolis populated by sycamore and hickory 
To rhythms of falling logs and a snapping twig symphony 
And as half-tempo my watch goes by and the sun crawls across the sky 
I chop at pines in the grasp of drowsy Father Time
My dreams are splintered fragments, visions of timber split by axes,
Paths littered with future cribs and caskets
Every swing a pendulum, sever roots till they're cleft in two
'Cause it's all I've ever known and it's all I'll ever do

Headhaunter:
Dim blue light refracts off ax heads from shadows to rainbows/
and leaves your psyche impacted when it glows, it accents the pathos/
I uproot dandelion weeds until they blow the sun out/
oaks are tugged down while eternity still laughs and pokes his tongue out/
and now I cut every hedge into animals, watch 'em come to life/
I daydream an off-world escape, where I live far away on the upper side/
but still unto forever and I'm non compos mentis/
a drop of sweat into the void where the chops chops are endless/

Chop Chop

Headhaunter

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