Pretty dank........how bout that fk boy cover you did tho.....💀 pls drop it again.

orange

Belak on all platforms:
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Stream/Buy "sportscar":
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Lyrics:

sportscar

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Stream on all platforms: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/zivve/insomnia |
Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b_qfLxo2Aso |

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Featuring NERONOIR & Multiszn:
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Produced by xKori:
https://www.instagram.com/prodbykori/

INSOMNIA (ft. NERONOIR, Multiszn)

Mix & Master @mixed_by_saabye
PRODUCER: PHIBS
HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT <3

Miss You

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Stream/Buy "bathroomcocaine":
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Lyrics:

two bad shawties
bathroom, cocaine
yeah im fucking off the molly
yeah im fucking up my brain
stuff a blunt with my woadie
yeah were going MIA
baby imma die lit
thatll never ever change
get the billies stacked
rubber band balls in the bank
these hoes really cap
they aint really all that they say
bitch im really that
Momma said “go son aye!”
got the venue packed in
with the lights on stage

i put in effort, i get high until my head hurt
god please guide me, wash away my sins, and be my shepherd
life untimely, its changing from winter, to summer, to autumn
sink in the abyss with me, im stacking up all my problems 
i dont ever flinch, hit me with ever thing that you got 
a storm of bullets
kunai knives, short blades, and katanas
itll all miss, cant be hit with none of the drama
itll all miss, cant be hit with none of the drama

two bad shawties
bathroom, cocaine
yeah im fucking off the molly
yeah im fucking up my brain
stuff a blunt with my woadie
yeah were going MIA
baby imma die lit
thatll never ever change
get the billies stacked
rubber band balls in the bank
these hoes really cap
they aint really all that they say
bitch im really that
Momma said “go son aye!”
got the venue packed in
with the lights on stage

bathroomcocaine

Tuxx - SILENT [unplugged]

STREETLIGHTS (FT/ A DISTANT VOICE)

halo

where the wild things are ft. powfu

spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/3mFMCmXPc8qX3gB6tFmIOl?si=effdbd6f26094c1f

lyric video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eonqavxYXL4&ab_channel=ghosthands

SPOTIFY + APPLE

imaginary

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Stream/Buy "nerve gas":
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Lyrics:

we can talk all night
or argue back and forth
but aid rather not do that shit
this shit gets so problematic
we can fuck and fight
i wasted all my time on love 
like a hopeless romantic
i should load the gun and blast it

in my head
in my head
in my head again
dont fold up
and crumble
and lie there instead
paralyzed, i cant make anything move
its nerve gas inside of my lungs
missing you
in my head
in my head
in my head again
dont fold up
and crumble
and lie there instead
waiting for this shit
to stop it just wont
i hold up myself
by myself
me, alone

we can talk all night
or argue back and forth
but aid rather not do that shit
this shit gets so problematic
we can fuck and fight
i wasted all my time on love 
like a hopeless romantic
i should load the gun and blast it

i bet that youll fall once more
i bet that youll fall in love with me
before you reach the door
it happens so suddenly
i bet youll forget what made you upset
i bet that i can just make you remember instead
all of the good times
that we spent at my place
and i know
one look is all it might take
and i know you still have the address to my place
like warfare, nerve gas
your in my veins

i dont gotta look to the stars
to know how you feel
i just take a look into your eyes
and i know that its real
theres no high like the one you make me feel
so baby how you feel right now?

we can talk all night
or argue back and forth
but aid rather not do that shit
this shit gets so problematic
we can fuck and fight
i wasted all my time on love 
like a hopeless romantic
i should load the gun and blast it

in my head
in my head
in my head again
dont fold up
and crumble
and lie there instead
paralyzed, i cant make anything move
its nerve gas inside of my lungs
missing you
in my head
in my head
in my head again
dont fold up
and crumble
and lie there instead
waiting for this shit
to stop it just wont
i hold up myself
by myself
me, alone

nerve gas

prod. me :))
~
tried writing songs from the heart, 
my brain tears me apart
keep singing straight through the dark 
hit a wall
no ounce of vodka would start 
what i used to call a spark
i feel it dwindle, it's dark
where's my heart?

lost in vastness
swear i thought i could pass this 
losing touch from the masses 
it's true 
write a draft, ain't enough 
toss in the trash, can't give up 
fight till my last breath, with you 
i swear it keeps preying on me 
i know it's easy to see that 
i'm cut at the seams, it's getting hard to breathe 
i'm grinding my teeth
the papers dripping with ink
i fall down to my knees
i'd  give in, spare me please 

feels like i'm sinking in doubt 
from what i'm writing about
i feel small, my heads getting clouded 
hit a brick wall, but i won't allow it 
the same old is burning me out 
my heads in a creative drought 
i might just need a catalyst 
because my writings in paralysis 

it's been ten years, and i've been trying to say it different 
can't shift gears, and i've been trying to be consistent 
i'm right here, you can tell by my disposition 
but i still write, then i cross lines, cause it's repetition 
a ghostly apparition, im missing the recognition,
i'm not being pessimistic, im tired of being persistent 
i know that i'd be remissed if i packed it all up and quit 
but i won't let the feeling win, this the strongest I've ever been 

i swear it hurts me to write 
i know it's easy to spite but
i'm cut at the sides, it's getting hard to try
i cant sleep at night 
the papers staring inside 
i fall down, guess it's time 
i just can't make up my mind

feels like i'm sinking in doubt 
from what i'm writing about
i feel small, my heads getting clouded 
hit a brick wall, but i won't allow it 
the same old is burning me out 
my heads in a creative drought
i might just need a catalyst 
because my writings in paralysis

paralysis

Ghost of US

Find You

would you?

would you? (w/ KID E$S)

when u land

A comforting song about a quiet morning spent gardening, surrounded by blooms and the chirping of birds.

Morning Garden Bliss

25 years old, hailing from the small town music scene of Georgetown, California, Belak’s musical ethos is nothing short of groundbreaking, as he adeptly fuses the pulsating energy of hyperpop with his roots in alternative rock and rap, crafting a sound that he aptly describes as the "modern alternative."

From humble beginnings crafting beats with friends over Skype on the family desktop at just 17 years old, Belak quickly embraced the collaborative power of technology. With the advent of Discord, his creative horizons expanded exponentially, allowing him to collaborate seamlessly with artists from all corners of the globe. Among his collaborators are notable contemporaries such as Powfu, SadBoyProlific, ulovely, Re:, and screwyounick each bringing their unique flair to the musical tapestry they weave together.

Currently, Belak is based in Los Angeles at gravehouse gearing up to release his highly anticipated yellow album, a self-produced masterpiece that promises to push boundaries and redefine genre norms. Drawing inspiration from shoegaze, hyperpop, alternative, indie, EDM, and hip-hop, this album is a testament to Belak's boundless creativity and fearless exploration of sound.

halo

Belak

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