This was a trip through and through, keep up the fire my guy

who knew you could come up with so many texting/military puns

Great stuff yet again, I love your lyricism!

prod. @ibr
mix. @ibr
art. @headhaunter

Down and down it goes...

Lyrics:
I try to forget we happened, I try to not think of you
but all my thoughts still take your shape and imitate the things you do
there’s shades of you inside the lake beneath a static gibbous moon
can’t shake the stubborn memories from our romantic interludes

can’t escape the melancholy as the spiral’s turning downward
it’s a bed of blooming orchids and a pyro burning flowers
it’s hours that turn to weeks, our dates replay in random loops
upon the surface of these two vortexes gazing back at you

I’m just a fool who thought he was clever with plans in motion
romantic notions, who would handle rejection and withstand corrosion
(but I’m a) gossamer web of canceled connections 
dismantled affection, (and you’re a) haunted house of mirrors with scrambled reflections

it’s a rampant infection of doubts, the clouds that veil my face
shrouds of shadows that flit over me - a crown of pale light rays
it’s the inhale and the plunge below the memories I’m submerged in
it’s the nice view from a month ago, when everything was perfect

I try to forget we happened, try to think of something else
I tried to drown the entire thing inside a drink but nothing helps
it’s hell, affected mental health, I tried to tackle the feelings
take a sledgehammer to your pedestal, but can’t manage to swing it

(Cuz I was) infatuated with you, it’s that forks of lightning tingle
it’s that feeling of my heart exploding forth in brightened pixels
it’s the feeling of losing that feeling, feeling like I fucked it up
the thoughts evolved, they’re peeling off the ceiling tiles to run amok

don’t hear the silver linings, it’s unbearable, it’s bullshit
having you here right beside me is the only scenario I’m cool with
I don’t want to forget but I have to, I know I should just move on
delete the socials, and our messages, then I’ll be good with you gone

cuz I know that just because I felt it, that doesn’t mean it’s real
I know the reasons you told me, but not the ones you keep concealed
I got too comfortable with you beneath a motionless moon
I just hope as time oozes forward that I’ll get over it soon

Downward (prod. ibrahim)

...It Mutates! 
Part Two: Message Not Delivered

prod. @geo1022
mix. @ibr
art. @headhaunter

Lyrics:  

(Remember way back when? When we were good and everything was fine?)

When we'd message everyday, you know, to truly connect
But I used to duck for cover when you'd shoot me a text
You'd choose a name, safety off, it didn't matter who it said
Gunpowder residue left on your finger after you hit send

On a secure line you madly tapped on all the keys
I was your primary target, you caps locked onto me
Heat seeking, but couldn't bear to take some damage
Send a missile back and you'd deploy a flair for the dramatic

Then you'd leave me on read, appearing online with green dots
Played with friendly fire, hitting allies with screenshots
Declassified sweet talk, they saw what we said
they wouldn't let it slide, I had to army crawl in DM's

I pulled the PIN I always open my phone with
To see you lobbed something my way and hoped it exploded
Just know that type of shrapnel was a hull destroying hit
And the messenger was riddled with a bullet pointed list

Before it all collapsed, who knew a wall of text from you could hurt?
Knew the sentence long before I saw the executioner
I got the block, while that angry mob of desperate nerds
Couldn't wait to see that news/noose, hanging on your every word

…Huh, it formed a powerful stillness
I tried to connect the dots before the bouncing ellipsis
Had eclipsed this feeling with a different one to show me
The message you had sent was just a finger gun emoji


(Although I never sent a text back… I felt phantom vibrations on my thigh, anxious to see your name pop up on that screen)


A haunting ringtone melody that's full of wrong notes
Plays on your ghosting ship, complete with skulls and crossbones
Not just me who can hear all those mutineer's lost souls
Groan as you unlock your phone with a nuclear launch code



Felt like there were skilled marksmen telling me to write a sentence
You were like a drill sergeant yelling at a private message
It left tenants shell shocked as your lightning bolts flanked
With a major upset as you tried to pull rank

You'd treat your cellphone like a Ouija Board
To scream at friends so dead to you, they're ghosts that you've seen before
In treaties of war, you'd insist on the worst deals
It's not a contacts app, it's a list of confirmed kills

It's a mushroom cloud that followed every message you sent with
A violent shockwave that buried several friendships you've ended
I'm in the wrong grave, and there's a fresh hell waiting
Wading in a sea of "read" receipts and spent shell casings

I debated retaliating with a blitz I'd send you later
But I bypassed the timer and I clicked the detonator
I was expecting a response, so I never crossed a finger
And I got three words: "message not delivered"

Message Not Delivered (prod. Garrett.)

Lyrics:

Lifting myself off another broken branch,
Everybody got expectations and demands,
33 I’m supposed to be my own man,
Yet I still find myself on another ledge,
Do I free fall to a steeple where I pray for a leap forth away from evil,
I’ve spent my twenties all on my knees, so I guess I keep hoping now I can stand on my feet,
You know I’ve made leaps, made peace with wounds that bleed,
But I still wonder am I free,
I’ve followed my beliefs to a place of reprieve,
But still feel less a goat and more of a sheep,
I see the news all up on my feed,
and wonder how the hell can I go to sleep,
They say the world always been a place of deceit,
But has it ever been more obvious to see,
I try to work on my life, self develop,
Put work in my career let the music envelops,
But my tank on e I need another fill up,
Wonder who gon mourn me when I been sent up,
Or will it be down sometimes I act the clown,
When I smile I’m told it looks more of a frown,
As much as I want the crown, heavy be the head,
I think I’m satisfied with the floor I rest my bed,
I wonder if I’ve followed or if I led,
When it’s all been done and everything’s been said,
Wonder how my book will be read, 
see I bled,
the wounds scab and the scars bare instead,
To this music thing I have wed, 
they say reason I have fled,
My bars ain’t a prison they a garden that I tend,
My truest form that I hope will let me mend,
pieces that have been molded and bent,
By a cold world that chose us to spit our sins,
When I grow old will this music thing be my friend,
Later on will I be filled with regret,
Or happy to give my soul to the lines I said,
One day, I’ll be

Some days I be feeling so fine
Other days I just wanna spit a rhyme
Some days I be lost in my mind
Everything comes back in due time

Some days I be feeling so fine
Other days all I wanna do is rhyme
Some days I be lost in my mind
Everything comes back in due

Time

33 (Prod. by ARVM Beats)

@alxyzb
@atlas

Alex is back with another lit track, and even collabed with Atlas making it too hot that they dropped it.

Artwork by Julie Winegard.

http://juliewinegard.com/

AL-X The Great - Rocketman (feat. Atlas)(prod. Lando!)

mr. brightside.

The rocks on the bottom are cold when you first touch. 
Been on ‘em so long, it doesn’t bother me so much. 
I wake up and salvage what I can of my dreams 
before I splash some water onto my mood and have to leave. 
I take a step out, breathe. Sigh to release the pressure.
Physically, I’m present but my eyes keep tryna exit 
out the window. Picture myself anywhere but here. 
Need to turn off autopilot and remember I can steer 
but my floorboards creak. 
I haven’t had a normal conversation in like a week. 
Just “No, I don’t need a bag,” 
and “Thanks for swiping my card,” 
then try to get out as fast as I can 'fore I need to talk. 
Hurry the walk back before my body falls apart. 
Drop down onto my bed like why did I even start. 
As I slip back into slumber, I wonder 
where the why of it's all gone.
I keep coming back ‘cause I've been going so long.

The more I learn, 
the less I feel I know it.
Feelin’ like the less you know, 
the more I feel alright.
But somethin’ ‘bout that voice I hear reminds me 
that it’s only the beginning tonight.

I wanna write a love song but I can’t 
‘cause I can’t be around a girl without apologizing in advance 
for all the mistakes that I haven’t made, 
problems I haven’t caused. 
I self sabotage before I even get a chance to offer 
my hand in yours on a romantic walk through a national park.
I’d give you half of my heart if I wasn’t standing so far,
if I didn’t flash up my guard automatically 
when actually, I’d trade every star in the galaxy 
if it meant that the gravity 
couldn’t grab you and steal you away.
I just wish I had a reason to be feeling this way.
I just wish I had an address to send these letters to. 
‘Stead I fold them into airplanes, 
throw them and hope that they get to you. 
I wanna fall so you can catch me.
Cry into each other’s arms until it passes. 
I wish I could say that I’ll make you happy but I can’t.
I’ll try to figure out how ‘til I get the chance.

The more I learn, 
the less I feel I know it.
Feelin’ like the less you know, 
the more I feel alright.
But somethin’ ‘bout that voice I hear reminds me 
that it’s only the beginning to life.

Tears don’t mean a thing in the pouring rain.
I ain’t got nothin’ to lose. I got it all to gain.

the more i learn [prod. by mr. master]

prod. @officialbiosphere
mix. @ibr
art. @headhaunter and Bamboostickk

Lyrics:
Lost here without any weapon, the fog cleared in seconds
presenting the all feared colossus of legend and folklore/
that most thought was bogus
approaching the public eye's focal point/
photos show all the valleys and peaks of the titanic features
that I can't believe, even though I stand in its company/
cursed with a jaw that won't close, coupled with two legs buckling/
it just emerged from the ocean, covered in/
seaweed and capsized boats
it's lumbering up on to shore with a great maw that roars
with the force that could take your bewildered face off/
see fissures on its teeth that secrete lava
we're all gone, just log it and jot down/
all of the things that make it too strong to kill
as it toys with the buildings it stomps at will/
they just deployed the payloads
dropping their miniature mega-tonne bombs/
halos form on the exo-skeleton
but they're barely making dents with the blows that they throw

the sun starts burning brightly
the prelude to some untimely end/
the fog recedes entirely
streets engulfed in a fiery breath/

F16's start to scream as they fly by
oil leaks out of a claw gouged tanker in high tide/
wide eyed anger and panic with 'end is nigh' signs
bright ideas run finite, you could surmise the event with a whimper/
a battle wherein there lies one victor
It's simple, we brought this upon ourselves/
the fog that held that monster that's swatting a helicopter
is the same damn fog that we thought concealed/
all our wrong doings and all evil
each inhumane action we watched unveil/
each innocent creature that we shot and killed
every little bit of malice that we got instilled/
I walk through the soft city's hard entrails
in a shadow that stretches right off the scales/
it reared its ugly head with a breath
that blew the red Horseman of Death shaped clouds asunder
with a blue shockwave too loud for the space above it/
it moved in a circle and turned to face me
I viewed upwards as my innards were whirling to gravy/
nowhere to escape it, two giant bonfires
and a mountain range of teeth in a face that seems too happy to take me/
claws ripped through storefronts, tore trucks in half
devoured planes, no airport intact/
craters created on every step's impact
sky changed to grey so fast, snapped a synapse
but no life montage chose to flash before my eyes
it's no surprise as the mouth of oblivion opened wide
I just felt the heat, in a golden light/

Kaiju (prod. biosphere)

Mixing and mastering by @dustbunnybedroom
Produced by @ugh_lily
Featuring @victoriamynameis
(Single off of the EP "Flavors")
Stream it on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/4Q3WP4RFkKEFL4WwsPAwZr

Lyrics:
Yeah, look at me! Got a new chick
New way, new day, so clueless 
Feel like the king of the world, with a brand new girl, telling me “alright let’s do this”

She the queen of my life, man she got me feeling alright
My god, this cutie seeing right through me, man she got me thinking all night

I might just pull the switch and then flip it (uh)
You know I never miss it (uh) 
If you never recognize, Tell me cuz I never lie
I know she wanna kick it (uh)

On the real tho, man I’ve been feeling alright
Brand new me? That’s a brand new life
I don’t got no flex, I don’t got no ice
Oh baby girl, my heart's feeling tight

But damn, I don't really got no plan
Never really had no chance that'll last
Gotta make that move, finna go real smooth
On God you're the one I stan 

You so on brand, honey you making moves
Me? I got nothing to prove
Pulling the poetry
Rhyming accordingly 
Hope you know baby I do this for you

And if you really wanna go take it slow
Say the word, and babe let me know
I could be that heat cuz you cold as snow
Since I’ve been keeping it on the low

Don’t need a wave, cuz we riding tide
Kill the beat like my name was tai
I’m feeling great, but you feeling shy
Let's change it up, we can take some time
_
Baby I
Need you to make mine
Why do we need to be complicated when everything's alright?

Maybe we
Can settle down tonight
I can guarantee, cuz you're really sweet
Don't worry, we'll be fine
_
Someday? Someday. When I get older, then Ima finish
This is the plan of attack, but if i'm gonna kick it
I want you to know, Ima kill it

You the bees knees, I’m an eyesore
Start a new game, thats a high score
Run it, run it back like you a track star
I could read you harder than a bookstore

And me? I don’t really wanna be a villain
I just wanna be the one to one to make a lady happy with the love and the care that I’m giving
Man I’m so livid 
Love is a movie let’s try to relive it

Sweet as a jellybean
Honey the medicine
Baby you’re killin’ me, now I’m a skeleton
Don’t wanna push it, we gotta be genuine
No other girl is a better comparison
_
Baby I
Need you to make mine
Why do we need to be complicated when everything's alright?

Maybe we
Can settle down tonight
I can guarantee, cuz you're really sweet
Don't worry, we'll be fine
_

Sweet! - feat. VictoriaMyNameIs (prod. lily)

spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/2T9M6roeu970YldwpQEVQx?si=dOVD2JPhR86jqRR-JTHS-Q

@love-sadkid
@landosmusic
@lilpolearm [did the mix, up next]

art: @sheffdan

spotify

coexist w/ lando! & love-sadkid

Class(ft Sheffdan) (prod. mixtape seoul)

lyrics:
genius.com/Thiago-everything-is-okay-lyrics

prod by @user-530621763
hook sung by Alan Wonders
mix by Thiago
written by Thiago

CAN I GET A AMEN

Everything is Okay (feat. Alan Wonders)

prod. @geo_1022
mix. @atwood
art. @headhaunter

"Look at the way you're dressed, man. You're an international assassin."

Lyrics:
Yeah, the international assassin
a shadow more loyal than any animal companion
from rabbit hole to canyon I'm tracking down all the targets
regardless of how well hidden, no matter how strong their guard is
sub-rosa cutthroat business dealt with utmost precision
any whiff of suspicion is quickly quelled with some smoke and mirrors
appear out the darkness, the unknown factor is me
slow and stagger any progress of goals with a cloak and dagger technique
they're all trapped in the scope
turn these contracts into ghosts to every contact in their phone
interlope and invade, gain entry to their home and headspace
staked out on his road for ten days.. or a decade, I don't know
this operation began quite a while ago
weaving in between raindrops and intertwining lightning bolt
I brought the void to him, and now he's floating like a stone
with a spotlight on his foibles and it holds him by the throat
yeah, the international assassin
personified by any actual distraction
inaction incarnate like a tranquilizer dart
the quiet art of sabotage before the atomizing starts
I rifled through his dreams and I shot a couple down
it left a bullet in his foot and I don't think he dug it out
nah, it's not a subtle sound
when his skin begins to sizzle in the drippings from the clouds
I'm no martial arts expert keen on rolling sleeves up
not a chemical agent that steeps in royal tea cups
I'm not the glint on the rooftop, not rubber gloves and garrotes
I'm not a cyanide capsule that ruptures once I've been caught
nah, I'm your incognito tabs and all night gaming sessions
I'm the doubt you're mired in, I'm your faulty pain receptors
from the fullest moon to waning crescent
I'm the list of things you have to do, you chip away it remains at the same percentage
I make the effort, technically I'm the savior
stealthily shield a mark from an embarrassment or failure
label me an enabler of lackadaisical behavior
prey on the terror of having their work compared to the favourite
so he lives inside these crosshairs rent free 
lost where fog's thick and long stares can't see
through the stress and anxiety that gradually builds in his mind
and that's why his thoughts there sent me
I'm the -

Message Not Delivered (prod. Garrett.)

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