ᵀᴴᴱ ᴹᴬᶜᴴᴵᴺᴱ ᴴᵁᴺᴳᴱᴿˢ ᶠᴼᴿ ᴹᴼᴿᴱ
░3░3░3░X░Y░Z░


Lyrics-
Why they frontin?
Why they make assumptions
My baby at the function
We ain’t done yet, woah
They assume shit
Why they make assumptions?
Breaking shit with my homies
Yeah we smashing pumpkins
Ima take yo bitch yea
Take her out to lunch
Glocky wit a switch right onnit 
And I got dat bump bih
I been in the valleys and the junctions
Don’t give a fuck 
Bout them proper introductions
Fuck the police I get obstruction 
Chilling w my bros and 
We right up inna function

This and that
I come right back
This and that
It don’t really even matter
Say it’ll pass
It gets better
Protect yo damn self 
Yeah you know you matter
Put it on a damn shelf
Put it on a platter
I be dead by now
If this shit like really mattered

Stare right down the barrel I get sadder
Dancin round my yuh with my money 
Yeah like with my batter
Stop listen to the rain pitter patter
Stop. Metal gear solid climb the ladder

Got me new shoes
Got me truvys
Give a fuck Whatchu say 
This ain’t no movie
Sing my song
Saying my voice soothing
Love you no matter who you are
The way you movin
Come thru yeah lil baby tryna cool it
Hit em with the one two
Yeah and then he snoozin
Yeah he snoozing
Hit em with my glock
Yeah lil boy he losing
I ain’t even change I stay the same I prove it
I just got some blood stains
On my brand new Subis 
Yeah it’s all the same 
I ain’t even doing it
I just need a moment yeah to think
Before I’m movin in

Let’s get it
333 with a XYZ
Come and see
Where the hell we be bitch
333XYZ we gon take dis bitch

Assumptions (Prod. Souljay)

Hey everyone, let me tell you how this track actually happened, because it’s too strange not to explain.

I was in a pitch-black mood a few nights ago, headphones on, Nine Inch Nails on repeat. I laid down this ugly, crawling 70 BPM industrial groove: sub-bass like a dying heartbeat, rusted chains dragging across concrete, some reversed masenqo-like scrapes echoing in the distance. No melody yet, just pure void.

While the loop was running, I started writing the most brutal, hollowed-out lyrics I could: blood dripping into forever, fingerprints frozen on fogged glass, a hole in the chest screaming where a heart used to be. 

All in English first, raw and unfiltered.

Then a random thought hit me:

“What would this even sound like… in Amharic?”

Not because I speak it fluently, but because there’s something about that script, that ancient cadence, that feels like it was carved into stone in a church older than pain itself. I was genuinely curious how much heavier, how much more alien and haunting this could get if the words came from that world.

So I translated the whole thing, line by line, into Ge’ez script (ቀዳዳው – “The Hole”). Read it out loud over the beat in the dark. And it broke me. It sounded like a funeral hymn from a planet that had already ended.

At 4 a.m. I hit record, no doubles, no fixes, just one take while the groove kept crawling like it was trying to dig its own grave.

This isn’t appropriation.

This isn’t a gimmick.

This is me asking a question out loud — “What does total emptiness sound like in a language built for prayer and war?” — and the answer came back louder than I was ready for.

So here it is: “ቀዳዳው” – “The Hole.”

70 beats per minute. One take. Pure damage.

Turn the lights off and let it in.

ቀዳዳው (Qedādaw)

Redemption

performed by @jimmydagum and @fromharleywithlove
produced by @ki11justin and @jimmydagum
written by @jimmydagum, @nathan_dagum, and @fromharleywithlove

ST JIMMY & HARLEY - airforces (prod killjustin + st jimmy)

guitar by @buttonmaker
art by @photontide
vocals by me and @bronclairs

boatznhoes w/ bronclair + button maker (prod. uglyboy + YoungReck)

engineered by YoungReck

lyrics:
on the moon rocks
feel it in my head maybe i just need some time off
wishin i was dead
but i’m too afraid

maybe i was wrong

i need to get away 
i been feelin weak
i been getting high 
just to help me sleep 

can’t close my eyes 
i’m petrified
u seen me at my worst 

i feel alive
and then i wake up 

these drugs
share my secrets

no love
u can keep it

cold blood 
i’m a reject

enough
need some respect



please teach me to be happy 
i feel like i’m slipping away
please teach me to be happy 
so i don’t get in my own way x2

i need exaltation 
my own lil vacation
i just need to be alone 
right now 
i just need to be at home
right now

maybe i just need to log off collect myself
will you forget me when i don’t present myself

(wulfpunk)
toxic ways to cope, its how i’m dealing
fucked up, fresh start, every evening
always end every night staring at the ceiling
over and over, expect something different 
all this dumb shit got me stressed out
running around
head stuck in the clouds 
tryna find solid ground
tuning in and out
turn my own words around
finding nothing in something
need to quit overthinking and just love myself
will you forget me if i go forget myself

teach me to be happy w/ wulfpunk (prod. uglyboy)

@ih8bleachh

lyrics:
(hook)
watching me - wanna hold me for ransom
lowkey - move around like a phantom
ozs - what i smoke is organic
whole team - burn u down like a candle 
yeah
watching me wanna hold me for ransom 

(verse)
walk around like a ghost
watch out
got the ops out
keep my head down 
on my own
won’t stop now
finally steady growing like a pro 
but i’m outta control 
shits gettin kinda old yeah
cards in, boutta fold
like i can’t trust no one
jus leave me by myself
some days i want to run
away, anywhere else
doin drugs for fun
but ion need no help 
some days i’d rather be
like, anybody else

r4nsom (prod. bleachh)

bleachh - incredible (prod. uglyboy)

production, mixing and mastering by bleachh

art by cvtcvll

verse order = bleachh, xadvoi, button maker, uglyboy, salemgasmask, clearvision.

additional vocals from midwesternvamp, sluggr, mikie mayo, Alliot, kn1febaby, and Miguel Angeles.

relapse (ft. xadvoi, Button Maker, uglyboy, Salemgasmask, and clearvision)

delirious (yxngnor, killjustin) {co prod mon}

#selfproclaimedpopstar

all songs written, recorded, produced, mixed and mastered by bleachh.

self proclaimed popstar

some things never change

artist/producer/engineer

@ih8bleachh on socials 

https://open.spotify.com/artist/08JIRTIjSUPGQduJFVDXU2?si=5iESEmjQTQiz-lie0xtzrw