Dont read this. You will be kissed on the nearest friday by the love of your life. Tomorrow will be the best day of your life. Now youve started reading this dont stop this is so freaky. But if you read this and ignore it then you will have very bad luck. Put this on 15 songs in 144 mins. When you are done press space bar and your crushes name will appear in big ketters on the screen this is so freaky it actully works. Dont read this. You will be kissed on the nearest friday by the love of your life. Tomorrow will be the best day of your life. Now youve started reading this dont stop this is so freaky. But if you read this and ignore it then you will have very bad luck. Put this on 15 songs in 144 mins. When you are done press space bar and your crushes name will appear in big ketters on the screen this is so freaky it actually works

I didn't.. leave a comment a year ago........ bruuuuuuh

https://www.reddit.com/r/nsfw_wtf/comments/8vn7dx/has_porn_gone_too_far/e1p8eym/

https://soundcloud.com/bigpicklebeats on the beat, masterfully
https://soundcloud.com/boof-radley on the raps, decently


Guardin' State (prod. BigPickleBeats)

first verse- me
second verse- https://soundcloud.com/chriswrightotj
produced by https://soundcloud.com/kamijoi and https://soundcloud.com/sunglessessystem
mixed/mastered by Dan Brown

boof lyrics:

Hot dog, I know some cold cats 
In your fridge you got cold cuts but no raps, so sad 
You ain't hungry like me I steady starve 
I keep the burner around like messy marv 
Honestly though, young boof lies a lot
No one wants a decent human being on there iPod 
Maybe a zune or a hit clip 
I know a ghetto chick that holds her hair up with a chip clip 
I'm like, your noodle ain't a bag of bugles 
And if you outta cheddar doodles then it's later boo boo 
I only liked her for the snacks in her cabinet
without variety packs the shawty average
If you got sour cream and onion you get railed quick 
But you ain't gettin shit with those kale chips 

She don't get why all I thinks about
snacks and raps and raps and snacks
She don't get why all I cares about 
Snacks and raps and raps and snacks

chris lyrics:

tallahassee
lassy sassy
juicey juice
thousand island dressing
idk the rest rap genius it

this goes to those who keep the variety packs AND the family size bags on deck when i see u imma kiss u

snack rap feat. chris wright ((prod. ninjoi. x サングラスSYSTEM))

feat. @yori_beats
prod. @btmkr3000
mixed by @ibr
covert art by @chriswrightotj

N/A feat. Yori

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

Written by: Reed Pake & https://soundcloud.com/atlas

Produced by: Rabbit House (https://soundcloud.com/rabbithouse)

Mixing & Cover Art by: Ibrahim (https://soundcloud.com/ibr)

Mastering: Blindsightmix

Sample Credits: Hidamari Sketch OST (10) Shinmiri (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v30L5S3vX1k)

Aimless (ft. atlas) - Single

Spotify/Apple Music

Aimless (feat. atlas) [prod. rabbit house]

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 
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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

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)

Featuring: https://soundcloud.com/cloudmacx & PC Pete

Produced by: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCkPE_gRazT9nG4nHBMb5dQA

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[HOOK - Miles Powers & PC Pete]
Relax your muscles this distraction’s just a couple minutes
In fact I think you're fucked right after ‘cause it's back to business
So let's sit back and crack a pack of six to blur your vision
And rap with acid flows I'm askin’ if they even listen


[VERSE 1 - PC Pete]
I seen better days, better blaze in a daze
How I stay when I get away, least I got bowl
And I ate off a dinner plate, you know they say
It’s the little things, have a drink gotta

Celebrate, little rock out the cellophane
Little talk bout some little things, t ain't rained
In a month imma go insane, little blunt fuck it make it big
Cause it’s love but you know that

Love’s always taking hits, hits out the blunt
Getting vapor lit lit for a month outta paper shit
Shit I been drunk since a baby kid
Bitch say it’s love but my baby left, fifth fifth of the 

Month I’m just breaking in my liver live it up while you living
I give a fuck if you wit it I’m tryna make it big
No I’m not, I’m just tryna find my fucking wallet
While I’m dodging cops, how many xanny in my

Pocket bitch I done forgot, how many xannys are you
Popping just to stop the thoughts, bout a boatload!!
I see the waves crashing in hope you float bro
How many ways can you fuck ask my coke hoes

Dope nose froze in the snow living so cold
D LO in the know I love no hoe
I’m a wolf in a wolves clothes
On the roof burning woods slow.. but I bet I’m in a

Wool sweater letterman, getting head again
Damn she let him in? Duh bitch I’m a motherfucking
Veteran, with a head full of sedatives
And it is what I said it is

[HOOK - Miles Powers & PC Pete]

[VERSE 2 - Miles Powers]
Ten till three CD in the works, read read
Too far in the words if it all works fuck it
I ain't dream dream dream nothing
I ain't sleep sleep I ain't need this

Knee deep on the creep creep man I bleed this
All too conceited, crawlin depleted solve with a
Call from the homies, rhymes from the dome piece
Lying if I don't say I don't need nothin

Lines in row get the blow insufflate
I ain't bluffin way to far sufferin’
Puffin this J and I'm Kool-Aid sippin
Bluray rippin’ I be too far trippin

Large roots, 'bove ground, when I come round
Leave em dumbfound, as a gun sound
In the white suburbs, write with the sight of a love bird
Write with the depth of a sunburn, ay

Tryna fit it get it all in one word, ay
I admit it all in one verse, ay
One song too long move along it's a new day
Gotta spit a new way… 

Ain't yall trouble man better prove then
Eight ball couple grams get it movin
Involved in a plan of improvement
Ain't solve with a trance but it's soothin’

[HOOK - Miles Powers & PC Pete]

[VERSE 3 - Cloud Mac]
I was born in the black light
Never looking back, never gonna think twice
I’m nice on the mic when I describe right 
Pull into the fight like “yo”

But sometimes I struggle to write it all up
The brain comes in with the Yip Man block, yea
The hands move around and around on the clock, 
The plans break down, down, down in the spot

And everybody needs a little help sometimes,
Sometimes, I like to
Get a little jolly and puff some pines,
Some pines, some pines

And if that don’t work then I’ll try something else
TV on silent the image just melts
Black and white romance until it is felt
Attacking my trance up until it dispels

And when that don’t work I go out with my friends
Do something stupid that we can’t defend
Depends, we got the time to spend.
I got some lies that I will spread

And after it all I go back to my house
Get to my mic and then get it all out
Back to business got to get all this clout
Yea, you just learned all ‘bout the cloud.

[HOOK X 2 - Miles Powers & PC Pete]

Back to Business (feat. Cloud Mac & PC Pete)

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

Awkward

http://soundcloud.com/analogdivision on the Drums
Me, Brian to Earth, on the sample/ rap

This is an open Drum Collab set up bu Oh4Re△L?!

this track was originally uploaded to Analog Division's profile but i guess they deleted it :/ Plus I don't think some of you guys even got to listen to this anyway so i guess its good it's on my page now. So, listen and enjoy


Intergalasstic II (ft. ibrahim)

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