i'm never gonna actually release this track so why not just throw it on soundcloud, right? happy new year i guess

misguided [DEMO] (prod. TheCratez)

Written and recorded by Jeroen Bossee
Produced by Kobebeats
Mixed by Tibeau Denamur and Jeroen Bossee
Mastered by Tibeau Denamur

Lyrics:
Who else you know so buttery on the beat?
Who else you know so subtly took the lead?
Who else you know burst suddenly on the scene?
Who else, oh no, no stuttering when I speak
Everything smooth when I step up
I got the moves, like Step Up
Want me to lose, c'mon 'fess up
I am the truth, I won't let up
I'm in the booth cause I'm next up
They be like "who just crept up?"
It's that kid, he's doing all the things that you just dreamt of

And we take it all in stride
Tell 'em "There's no place too high", yeah
Oh, we feeling so alive, yeah
Alive, yeah
Alive, alive
Alive, alive
Alive

Hol' up, intermission
Tell all your friends to listen
They don't know what they're missing
That boy is on a mission
That boy is so persistent
That boy is so resilient
That boy is running circles all around the competition
Uh, yeah, no holding back
Tell 'em I'll phone 'em back
I do not know you, facts
We're not bro's like that
So no, I don't owe you jack
You can find me in the booth, that's where I'm mostly at
I had to sit her down and tell her "Baby, don't trip"
Guarantee we gon' make it one day, I know this
Overseas they gon' hear this and be like "Oh shit"
And when I take off, on days off we'll take a whole trip
Yeah, heh, that's a promise
I'm being honest, yeah
I'm being modest, yeah
Might one day run this
A prophet predicting profits, uh
I sow belief and success is the thing I harvest

And we take it all in stride
Tell 'em "There's no place too high", yeah
Oh, we feeling so alive, yeah
Alive, yeah
Alive, alive
Alive, alive
Alive (x2)

alive

alive (prod. Kobebeats)

Written, recorded, mixed and mastered by Jeroen Bossee
Produced by Kenneth English
Artwork by Imme Dreesen
Recorded at De Branding, Jette

Lyrics:

Apologies
The pen's been dry for a minute
Haven't been outside in a minute
I've had some things up on the shelf
But it wasn't yet time to revisit
She says I'm sly, can you envision?
I don't care how big the check is
I will die independent
They skim a little off the top
When it gets to the bottom, nothing's left
You can try saying "shit ain't right"
When you're at the bottom, bruddas deaf
And they say "say it with your chest"
So free Palestine, free Gaza
These Zionists are no better than some Holocaust deniers
That’s ironic
That hate all in your heart, I hope for your sake it’s not chronic
They get caught up in the visuals, forget about the sonics
Claim you ready for a fight, then why the fuck you running from it?
Just be honest

I was told I could be anything I want
But the thing I want most in this world is to be free, yeah
I was told I could be anything I want
But the thing I want most in this world is to be me, yeah (x2)

I've seen life pass me by
Living the lows might take a toll
But it makes you appreciate the highs
It makes you really take your time
When you realize it's finite
She used to look me deep in the eyes
But all I get now is a side eye
Bright eyes turned dull
I've been doing my best to tune it out
But still the thoughts rattle 'round in my skull
Guess it's a battle ground in my skull
Not much to do but take up arms
You’ll never do right by everyone
But you can do more good than harm
When I lost my mum I lost a pillar
She used to be the sun in my life
And now the sunlight, it seems dimmer
Every now and then I catch a glimmer
Every now and then her presence’s felt
Mum, every now and then, your boy's a sinner
But I'm playing the cards that I was dealt
I'm playing the cards that's on the felt
I don't have nothing up my sleeve
Try to spread love and compassion like it's gold that I retrieve
And I feel bold in my beliefs
Sometimes it's cold out in these streets
I can't control my destiny
But I can't indulge in everything, nah

I was told I could be anything I want
But the thing I want most in this world is to be free, yeah
I was told I could be anything I want
But the thing I want most in this world is to be me, yeah (x2)

free (prod. Kenneth English)

Written, recorded, mixed and mastered by Jeroen Bossee
Produced by Kermo & Moo Latte
Artwork by Imme Dreesen
Mixed and mastered at De Branding, Jette

Lyrics: 
I can't stay pressed about the same shit
Living in the past is dangerous
I swear to God I can't be spending my energy
On whoever be telling me that I ain't shit (x2)

Memory lane is a dangerous place to be stuck in
No end to that road, I've been there before, there's nothing to gain
There's nothing to say
Understand that the past is the past
And if the shit didn't last
It wasn't meant to be
Respectfully
I don't burn bridges but I don't look back either
Used to though when I was so in denial
Walk off waving like Dame
Cause really what's left to say?
The spark is gone, we put out the fire
Do you want closure or the last word?
Locked out of the convo like you lost your password
Reliving past hurt will keep making the past hurt so

I can't stay pressed about the same shit
Living in the past is dangerous
I swear to God I can't be spending my energy
On whoever be telling me that I ain't shit (x2)

I take these lessons like the blessings in disguise that they are
Take it from me, clean your messes and you'll start seeing scars
These open wounds need some care
Can't take a swim and then expect to stay dry
Rose-colored glasses, so remember that your memories may lie
Do you want closure or the last jab?
Do you want them to feel the pain that your heart has?
Can't pass hurt on like it's just a fucking bar tab

I can't stay pressed about the same shit
Living in the past is dangerous
I swear to God I can't be spending my energy
On whoever be telling me that I ain't shit (x2)

can't stay pressed (prod. Kermo & Moo Latte)

Written and recorded by Jeroen Bossee
Produced by Versus & Stoic
Artwork by Imme Dreesen
Mixed and mastered by Tradd

Lyrics:
Reckless kids with heavy hearts and good intentions
Generation of "same bro" instead of interventions
Broken and broke, we never pay attention
The proof is in the pudding, that shit sweet as hell
Sugarcoat everything and they think that we can't tell
What's the future I'm working for if the world's in flames?
And who's to blame? What's the game? Y'all should be ashamed, ugh
I don't care who you are, what do you do though?
Actions scream, words whisper, I don't care who you know
Too slow, the world just moves faster and faster
Keep up little homie, it just slips farther and farther
Out of reach, out of sight, out of mind
I don't see it trickle down, I just see it reach new heights
Entitled motherfuckers try to silence all the raucous
Think they got us by the bollocks
But it's times like these we flourish

I've been (I've been)
Searching (searching)
And finding (finding)
Nothing (nothing)
I've been (I've been)
Searching (searching)
And finding (finding)
Nothing (nothing)

Restless kids with heavy hearts and broken dreams
Generation of follow counts and angry tweets
Always extremes, never no inbetweens
Generational disconnect, can't relate
Cause the world's a different place
And the bullshit that we face 
On a daily basis got us jaded
So we faded
And yet our behaviour's deemed outrageous
Let me pick your brain, I'm surgical with it
I see you put yourself down but shit, I urge you to quit it
I'm versatile with it, I can't be boxed in
Didn't need to tell Versus to kill it, he just was locked in
I wonder if I'm just too stoic for my own good
These facades don't shelter me like a home could
These takeout meals don't ever hit just like homecooked
Always hurts when loving gazes turn to cold looks

I've been (I've been)
Searching (searching)
And finding (finding)
Nothing (nothing)
I've been (I've been)
Searching (searching)
And finding (finding)
Nothing (nothing)

kids

kids (prod. Versus & Stoic)

Produced by Tibeauthetraveler
Mixed by Tibeau Denamur & Jeroen Bossee
Mastered by Tibeau Denamur

Lyrics:
I’ve been hurt but I’ve hurt as well, that’s facts
Shit, I know you deserve the world, I'm bad
At opening up and letting somebody in
Always keep a distance, you can ask all of my friends
Built some walls around me, that shit impenetrable
Been trying to write my pain down, but shit my pencil is full
Been trying to hide, but shit, the heart never lies
When it aches, yo, the Hennessy call
What if things were different?
What if I listened?
Thought we were more resilient
But I guess I burned those bridges
Wait a - minute, takes two to tango
Never knew how fast it can go
All these drinks made me ramble
Fuck what it looked like
Tupac and Suge Knight
Guess it can be wrong even when it look right
Even if we took time, we might not have made it
Guess I knew that already, but it's still different to say it
Not always proud of my behaviour, I don't always like myself
Not necessarily a failure, I just think that time will tell
I don't think I'll find myself, I'm on a neverending journey
Apologise to those I've wronged and forgive the ones who hurt me
If you ask what's on my mind I can never decide
Million voices, Otto Knows, so it's better to hide
Love is better than spite, but it seems whenever I try
I end up in pain or causing it, just sever the ties

Call Me Back (prod. Tibeauthetraveler)

Produced by Kenneth English
Mixed by Tradd
Mastered by Frederik Dejongh
Artwork by Katapullt

Lyrics:
They say they want smoke
But I only see mirrors
That boy James, he delivers
Go 'head, cry me rivers
This a thriller, I bring winter
You lot shiver, my skin thicker
Bars ice cold but I still got no chill
Her's and my clothes on the floor at the hotel
Seen your future and boy, it don't bode well
I don't want none of you riding my coattails
Uh, yeah, let's have a conversation
I'm like Spider-Man, Amazing
I'm so sick, that radiation
Got me shining
Ya boy keep climbing, that's on God
Got no Judas in my circle, I don't fuck around with frauds
Yeah, ballerina, keep 'em on their toes
I am Cena, sometimes I go ghost
Tear the scene up, might as well go pro
Remember the name, Fort Minor
My fit thrift store, no designer
"Oh my god", cause I'm divine, yeah
I'm on the rise, you boys declining

We take shit from no one
Don't give lip, we'll show 'em
Fear never an option
You should move with caution

I be in my lane
Tell them other boys "Swerve"
There's nothing to gain
From getting on my nerves
Boy, get out the way
'fore I smack you with a verse
That's word to the day ones, yeah
I curve all the fake ones
All you stirring up shit
Hurting the clique
I prefer if you stay mum
Prophecies predicted pioneers
Yeah, I purge the scene with no mercy (ugh)
Poet painting pretty pictures
Practice what you preach, all your boys murky
Patent pending
I'm presenting all the points to prove that I'm worthy
Pride so potent
I'm provoking, apple with your poison don't hurt me

We take shit from no one
Don't give lip, we'll show 'em
Fear never an option
You should move with caution (x2)

XIII

ROTY

no fear

no fear (prod. Kenneth English)

Produced by Versus
Mixed by Tradd
Mastered by Frederik Dejongh
Artwork by Katapullt

Lyrics:
I'm the big bad wolf
Watch me howl at the moon
How the concrete still allow this flower to bloom?
Tell me if we all rise up, where's their power to rule?
The chants drown 'em out when they denounce how we move
You tripping if you think I ain't dope
Watch me pull up to your function in a 90s raincoat
We weren't in the same boat generations ago
But if we stand together now
We are the change, here we go
Scared of being stuck, that's why I am
Still a kid with big dreams, not a man with a plan
Solo on six strings, not a part of a band
But always way too stubborn to accept a helping hand
Aware of where I come up short
Watch me grab this rebound and push the ball up court
Not in a different league, we play a different sport
Watch me say some wild shit that I couldn't afford

Tear us down, watch us rise now (phoenix)
Tear us down, watch us fight now (phoenix)
Tear us down, watch us rise now (phoenix)
Tear us down, watch us fight now (phoenix)

I'm the great white shark
Watch me hunt you rappers down
I know you hurt, motherfucker, smell the blood from miles out
They were shook when they saw the quiet kid wild out
Your career, fourth quarter, begging for a timeout
You tripping if you think I ain't slick
Win big and then I'm out, Michael Jordan, game six
One last haul and then I dip
Sike, that's cap, iceberg, just the tip
You care too much 'bout who people love
Claim it's God, I just see Him shrug
How you so fragile but act so tough?
This really the battle you focus on?
Shit, that's a waste, my friend
We're moving forward, that's the past that you chase, my friend
You looking real dumb, egg on your face, my friend
How's it taste, my friend?
Hope you change, my friend

Tear us down, watch us rise now (phoenix)
Tear us down, watch us fight now (phoenix)
Tear us down, watch us rise now (phoenix)
Tear us down, watch us fight now (phoenix)

James Frida

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