produced by @jolst
mixed and mastered by me 

i’m not trying to offend you,
baby i never intend to 
kiss your hands backstage at the venue 
yea
cus i just don’t care where we are 
i i get butterflies every time you walk into the bedroom 

pretty eyes, you’re a 10 too, 
put cyanide on every flower that i send you,
i’ve never felt this way before,
now i’m sleeping on the floor 
rock bottom i’ll descend to 

so i’ll spend a couple racks on some clothes
it makes me feel better so i’ll stay here alone 
stare up at the ceiling, wonder what you’re doing now girl 
stare out of the window cus it’s still the same moon 

& i shoulda crashed that car, not made it home
cus i’m walking on glass, i i can feel it getting cold 
stare up at the ceiling wonder what you’re doing now girl... 
then stare out of the window cus it’s still the same moon 

where you off babe?
where u running to?
think u need to wake up it’s right in front of you yea
it’s disgusting
it’s uncomfortable 
i just need to smoke a blunt stop me running loose yea x2

head/shot!
WOO
zealot. 

[halo 1 speech]

head/shot (jolst)

lyrics:

Pcp and lsd we turning it up in here
Naked bitches swinging off the top the chandeliers
Project x its project sewer I walk the plank in here
I been with my scallywags im with my buccaneers
Fuck off with these shots cause I might down the whole handle
We was not invited but we show up and dismantle
White boy off those liquor shots they calling me jack Daniels
Faded I got a driver whipping for me out the phantom
I made 20 bands in a day and spent it like hot potatoe
Said I had got the sauce gatekeep the sauce I guard the mayo
 Half the bitches geeking off my music I spit yola 
His bitch gimme stick drift like a Playstation controller
Pour me up im turnt bitch im lit up like a candle
Quagen inside my cup I triple up Im going Rambo
Remember all these days I had spent up in the trap 
Cash inside my jeans talk to me said im never going back
Way too much inside me Imma stab off I  gotta yack
Boosting up my dose I am rapper so im smacked 
Even if I could I swear im never going back
I am inside the middle of my second relapse
 pour it outI will suck up all that venom
Winding down I was shaking I was shitting out blood
Puking when I wake up its the opposite of fun
Laughing in the face of death had left my soul numb
Fuck off with these shots cause I might down the whole handle
We was not invited but we show up and dismantle
White boy off those liquor shots they calling me jack Daniels
Faded I got a driver whipping for me out the phantom

blind/deaf/mute  (splashgvng)

I'm not worthless I'll find purpose it's just a matter of finding my path
I'm working on a schedule but the powers still in my hands
I can try to watch my circle I can try to wash all of their hands but I got knives inside my back you see them tryna fuk my bands up
I'm drippin down their claustrum and up their vertebrae like I'm santa
only 6k a month I'll try to treat that like a champion
put off white on my emo chick got her looking like a panda 
we can dance around the house cuz it's built just like a mansion
lord knows I'm not polite cuz I'm built crazy n it shows
a hundred foot heights smack ya like a titan eatin foes
my fangs lash out like lycan I'll mike tyson bite your nose 
you're just a blood clot clogging up the flow like sickle cell
i got locked up for a year and nobody saw me in the cell
had my moms flip like 1015bos thruthe mail
5 O on the back of my mind you see me 5-0 grind the rail 
I'll tip out sewers for the flow i know that shit about to smell

drop a gear n dissapear into the darkness
big ol bands they keep poppin out my wallet 
I can't stop I won't stop cuz i'm all in
I work 24/7 no I can't call in disaster stall off the wall but I'm not stallin
I need more patience patients they keep callin
I'm in a z3 whip around I'm ballin switch to the amg I got spliffs inside my cockpit
sewer;
Murakami hairs Inside this bud its from the tropics

Float inside this function turn the main room to a mosh pit

I dont mention brands because I know they gon clock it

Bottle tops poppin 

Bottle rocket project

I dont club seals but I sure as hell crack em

20/40 vision getting faded off the kraken

Morgan in my system now im feeling like the captain

Diamonds on my neck keep saying lights camera action

I been up in space so long I learned to breath

And I been feeling shit so long I bleed pee

But I promise imma live at least till 3043

Im on 10 from when I wake up till im going back to sleep

But I never really sleep

2am im out to creep

I pour out from out my window and reconstruct on top the street

U can try and hide the fear

But I could see u thru ur sheets

I could smell u in the air as i sit watching from the trees

Voyage ft sewerperson (prod:eric godlow)

hold the applause
produced by @prodbybrody
featuring @sewerperson
mixed by nine to 5 and sewerperson

lyrics:
both:
so won't you hold the applause
cause its all that i got
i know its not a lot, but it feeds me the strength that i would need to move on

nine to 5:
I did all the things that i said i would
Try to push me to the side but you never could no
I’m breaking through the walls it’s competitive
Now im taking to the bottle like a sedative woah

After all of this time and i still get it wrong
I won’t tell you what you wanted hear no more
Yeah you played me a game tryna get up the score
But i aint finished yet i’m still coming for more

So won’t you hold the applause
Cuz its all that i got
You tore it apart
It was doomed from the start
Fallin for your mirage 

Falling from nothing
But oh its so exciting
To go
To these places i aint been before
You took hold my body sunk it into the floor

going insane, my body is sore
i feel a lot different than i did before
seasons have changed, i'm closing these doors
i'm burning these bridges can't take anymore
so take all i am, i'll do what i can
but nothing will satisfy you in the end
but i understand, it's all gone as planned
you fucked up my head but i'll take what i can

sewerperson:
Seventeen nights in the grip of cold hands
Baby i try do u right while u just doing what u can
Wails heard thru the night from somewhere deep inside the branch
Toss out a flare we can light up the world
Ash floats thru the air as this fire unfurls
Tell me how this shit compare to a night better spent
Watch The banshee touch down on to the charring grasslands

Won’t you hold the applause
Cause its all that I got
I know its not a lot but it feeds me the strength I would need to move on
With her taste on my tongue
And my hand on my heart
I cant be what u need but I swear on my life I will be what u want
With the grace of a wisp
She comes right around and attaches to my hip
She whispers are u scared and I said maybe just a bit
U know I cant lie when u look at me like this
When u look me in my eyes
I know u could see into my soul into my mind
U know I know I could never get away with lying
That’s why its the truth that without u id rather die

listen on spotify!

nine to 5 - hold the applause ft. sewerperson (prod. brody)

me n u <3

Sanfran Nites (extra verse) (jabarionthebeat x vvsmelody)

produced by 🦠 homesick x jolst 

uh, i feel it x 6262662

she say slow down
goin too fast
for my liking
please don’t do that
she can’t take it 
got a new man
ima break him 

she don’t want no fun or want no drama
she got eyes just like her mama 
and a rage and vile temper just like hades 

she say she say baby please don’t do that
friends all hate her, rushi sunak
drop 2 bills on a half a set, and now im shakin

haven’t popped a pill or sipped a litre
since last year, im livin cleaner
got a baby on the way, and now i’m chasin 

chasin the bag
fell off last year, how tf i do that
had this whole shit in the palm of my hand
i got too lazy, took eyes off the plan 
let u boys win now i’m finally back
scene wants some drama, sendflowrs ur man
indirect tweets go and work on your jab 
fuckin cokeheads go and put down the bag
i hit the gym, smoke a blunt and i’m grand :)
dropped out of uni, got tired of that 
quit my old job, i got tired of that
listening to bullshit, got tired of that
jolst and homesick, on the beat make it slap

uh x 5262662

hades (jolst + homesick)

9tails - toronto lodge freestyle

“The Most Terrifying Sound” is an emotional, breathtaking slow-burn built around delicate piano, subtle 1970s R&B percussion, and raw, poetic storytelling. This experimental soul-ballad explores the haunting power of silence — how it can be beautiful, terrifying, and more honest than any spoken word. Bittersweet melodies and heart-wrenching lyrics reflect on love, loss, human fragility, and the reminder to cherish those closest to us before life’s unpredictable finality takes them away. Universally relatable, deeply empathetic, and painfully true, this track captures the ghost of happiness we spend our lives chasing… only to realize it was inside us all along.

Hashtags:

#EmotionalSoul #RnB #SadSong #TearJerker #ExperimentalSoul #PianoBallad #Bittersweet #LoFiRNB #Storytelling #Needlessone

The Most Terrifying Sound

Tears of Obsession

produced by @killedmyself

cover art found at 80sanime.tumblr.com/post/134500403407

lyrics:

look at me catching breathe
i got way too many problems on my chest
tell the clock that it gotta reset
im sitting in my room i should be running up a cheque
needa vent
got so many thoughts evolving in my head
some of them could show me id be better dead
fuck em block em out and focus on the bread

its 1:50 
view dizzy
drink fizzy
heads spinning
blunt flicking
bong hitting 
cant lose
stay winning

574 new balance
blue polo player pajama
words make u sweat like saunas
bars bring heat like llamas

petrified
u look dead inside
but i can tell u scared
no u cant hide

look at me catching breathe
i got way too many problems on my chest
tell the clock that it gotta reset
im sitting in my room i should be running up a cheque
needa vent
got so many thoughts evolving in my head
some of them could show me id be better dead
fuck em block em out and focus on the bread

me n u <3

Jolst