Yo, nothing is as it seems, enter and exit scenes, there's diamonds up in your pockets, hyperbolic, the currency for the carnival, losing all feeling you feel in your face, clogged and I'm dreaming to keep up the pace, limbo you're feeling and feeling remains I'm feeling the same,possible world that we live in you need a prescription to digest the visions I'll male am incision and sip to the chn and alter the physical limits you've been in revealing the simplest symbols you're missing and drilling the temple and wrenching the hole to make room for the instruments and the predictions and predictable information now, I'm kidding just go with the flow boat in a cold lake, I'm adamant chattering stores all stripped to the bone, telling my own pace. Mystified by all I see the walls all fall apart I scream inside this smallest oddesey, dream, after i soon bag et reading her heart think I grew in a peach tree peeling off the face that I glued to the tv, gather the parts that I threw in a deep freeze. 
Falling down failing through galling into limbo 

I'm just calling down falling in falling into limbo, just calling down.

Take the skin and let it slip awayyy take out a fist full of nothing and dropping the music to take its place uh, jump in to search and I'm drowning in fantasy locusts I ask over mountains of staggering capture whatever is outside of the jar scouting out there in the out most pajentry uh swimming in limbo feel like melting, different women in my nightmares, fall asleep head twisted Celtic, running around here as a kymar huh, drunk on the things that I read, High on the things that I love, mojntaincall like a seed speeding through streets in a city where buildings are tilted and rain never ceases, shatterproof vanity breaks into pieces, puppetests pulling their infinite strings, no matter the change in these seasons, swirl down the drain,  Friday these 16s, balling the waterside drenching the plasma scene bones on my skin so the scratches can see me m, something that fits and I'm finally home.

(As close as I can guess, and I'm kinda stupid so, expect mistakes)


2am thoughts - Related

Recorded, Produced and Written by Whalers.
Recorded at Big Orange in Austin, TX.
Mixed and Mastered by Kevin Ratterman.

Rando Commando

Mixed and produced by https://soundcloud.com/ibr

Melting (prod. ibrahim)

Lyrics:
Nothing is as it seems, enter and exit scenes
there's diamonds up in your pockets - hyperbolic, the currency for the carnival
losing all feeling you feel in your face, cognitive treatments, you keep up the pace
limbo, you're reeling, the feeling remains, I feel it the same!
impossible world that we dip in, you need a prescription to digest the visions
I'll make an incision and slip in the chip that will alter the physical limits you've been in
revealing the simplest signals you're missing, and drill in the temple, then rinsing the hole
to make room for the instrument, sending some digits, predictable information now
nah, I'm kidding, just go with the flow, boat in a cold lake
I'm adamant, chattering stories while stripped to the bone, tell at my own pace

mystified by all I see, the walls that fall apart
I scream inside the smallest odyssey
dream, after I'm slew by a guillotine,
weirdo at heart, think that I grew in a petri
peel off the face that I glued to the TV
gather the parts that I threw in the deep freeze

falling down, falling through, falling into limbo
I'm just falling down, falling in, falling into limbo
falling down, falling through, falling into limbo
falling down

take the skin and let it slip away
take out a fistful of nothing and drop in the music to take its place
jump in the slipstream, I'm drowning in fantasy
Hokusai-esque over mountains I'm staggering
capturing sunsets inside of a jar
scouting up there in the outermost pageantry
swimming in limbo, feel like melting
different women in my nightmares
never can sleep, head twisted Celtic
running around here as a chimera!
drunk on the things that I read, high on the things that I love
melancholic, I speed, weaving through streets in a ceiling-less slum
where the buildings are tilted, the rain never ceases
shatterproof vanity breaks into pieces
puppeteers pulling their infinite strings
no matter the change in the seasons
swirled down the drain, writing these 16s
while on the waterslide, 
drenching the plasticine bones that my skin has disguised just to see me
as something that fits in, I'm finally home!

Limbo (prod. lentra)

Another Night in Paradise feat. Chris Wright (prod. Karnaval Blues)

lofi chill hip hop instrumental (late nite)

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

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @hheadhaunter

Produced by: 
@fausuto

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@iamsamsa & @chriswrightotj

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Lyrics:
I've been on pagoda rooftops under distant moons/
blue and yellow sneakers dangle - argent ships with twisting fumes/
I've been removing my shadow with this rusted claw hammer/
I've been defusing these battles, over chunks of dark matter/
I've been stuck halfway down in the rabbit hole/
to find who famously framed him for payment, accident prone/ 
I've been blowing these kisses to dim-lit figures of death/
I gargled this tincture and lingered like its signature stench/
I've been chilling in the stomach of the dogfish I've been hunting/
for a month with welcome company of matches and a bucket/
I've been fucked, under the diamond filled rain with a faulty umbrella, under the weather/
telling myself I deserve better than wandering nowhere with pointless vendettas/
foot in blender, brain in the oven another night/
wring my bones out, hang my skin up in the sun for it to dry/
I've been outside, is this acid or rain?/
I spent life savings on cartographers to map out my day/

Every night, I've been so far out/
haven't lifted up a single finger, lounging in the clouds/
every night, I've been so far out/
with my jewel encrusted bones, my weathered skin was never found/
x2

I've been under arctic ice inside the cryogenic chamber/
deadbolt, then I locked it twice and had the dial for set for "later"/
I've been on the roof with turtle dove in hand/
the heavy rain on slant and half a life to span to love and laugh/
I've been flung on no name brand inertia/
through the wormhole, where's there's about, zero planets fertile/  
I've been burned up, coughed up out the lungs of reality/
balancing on palisades, been actin strange, no one's been after me/
but I wear this paranoia on my sleeve like it's in  style/
I swear there's cotton candy coloring that's dying these clouds/
I've been, lying around like I said this square is a circle/
(that's dumb as fuck), that's the stuff that I've been scared to revert to/  
so I've been cradling this brain with utmost care/
locked away behind the door that's up those stairs/
I've been right here, just barely out of reach/
a two eyed light-year stare, while the galaxy is sound asleep/

Headhaunter - Long Time No See

Clairo - Sis(Acoustic Session)

@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)

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

piano sample -https://www.youtube.com/user/ThePandaTooth

2am thoughts

feat. @ibr
prod. @drwn_dot
mix. @ibr

Rock hard below this asteroid belt, exhale breath slow/
open fly, while she's caught inside the James Webb scope/
she could be a star within this vouyerism galaxy/
planets strung together, toys within her gadgetry/
watched her Parker/park her Solar Probe beyond event horizon/
see her flush with solar flares, misrepresents inviting/
booty rises more than tides when she moves/
breaks out the paddle when she's naughty, two dark sides on the moon/
damn, girl's figure's tighter than an airlock/
puts the ass in the astral body, zoom in as her hair falls/
you can hear that booty clap, in the vacuum of space/
call up Planet Express, I've got a package to place/
no pants like Zap Brannigan, I wanna bend her over/
period, I'm serious, I'll even run through red like rovers/
I'm, Curiosity, but that pussy's killing me/
she wants a pillar of creation, not a humble six inch piece/

I call her NASA Akira, crushing hard like a black hole
Her heavenly body puts the hot in Hoth but she acts cold
One giant leap for my manhood when her booty drop
I love her flaws too, even Jupiter got a beauty spot
Bought the Comet Sutra, ten woolongs per chapter
Big spoon and Little Dipper's got a good ring to it like Saturn
Findin the zero-G spot, my Venus for life
Thick as fuck, cuz her butt's a little meatier, right 
Every Tom, Dick, and John knows her pussy Titor
I'm a hadron with a hard-on, we should get in the collider
Always wearin a Gundam, we'll practice safe mechs
No Gagarin reflex, Elon Musk with the SpaceX
She almost got me spellin ISS with an A
No telescope required, my naked eye needs friends for a change
Keep it fresh, and like Pluto - not plan it anymore, and just
Boldly come where no man has come before

Intergalasstic II (ft. ibrahim)

I finally got a new mic so I can actually make you guys stuff while my actual studio is in storage.

Awkward

Produced by the PHENOMENAL Misery Loves, please PLEASE check them out @ https://youtu.be/f3BdNNNaGx4

hey fun little track w/ @ocoenia , sorry for my absence buttttt I'm getting back in the groove of things and i'm soooo sooo excited love yall so much! 

LYRICS //
https://genius.com/Kyaru-i-hate-where-we-are-lyrics

i hate where we are (feat. ocoenia)

me n chro made a bop


ft. @chrosky
prd. @juniordbeats
MIX. @polearm
art. @saintkales & @chrosky

Limbo (prod. lentra)

Headhaunter

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