@nokris
@totallynotblue
@joziehaze
@ihatemp5k
@torghast
@parsaintlaurent
@vilemayhem

WELCOME TO RAVENS' NEST

peace n love 2 the friends that made the track possible Produced byy @djapep @nokris Engineered by @saturnslament
sorry that it's been a while since my last solo track, i had a monumental amount of things to overcome, both in my personal life, and creatively speaking. but at least out of that y'all are getting maybe the best song i've ever made. i poured my heart into this song and am really truly satisfied with how it came together, despite my perfectionism... i hope this one can mean as much to some of yall as it means to me. thanks for listening ##trapped <333

LYRICS//

BRASS KNUCKLES TUCKED UP IN MY POCKET,
CALLIN' IT MY TOOLBOX
MAYNARD JAMES, I DONT PLAY YOUR GAMES
THESE HANDS ARE NOT FOR DUALSHOCKS
THERE'S TWO OPTIONS-
STICKIN' TO COWERING OR GET IN THE BOOTH
ALLOW YA FORTY SIX AND TWO HOURS
BEFORE YOU'RE SPLIT IN TWO

JUST HYPOTHETICALS, JUST BEEN JOSHING,
JABBING CAUSE ITS A JOKE TO ME 
IF YOU WANT FUCKIN' PROBLEMS
AT ALL I JUST LAUGH
THEN FALL ON MY ASS
I NEVER ANSWER THE PHONE 
SO I AINT CALLIN' EM BACK

GUY PEARCE, FUCKED UP MENTAL STATE, BURNED AWAY
HELLA MEMORIES TO ASH THAT CAN NEVER BE REPLACED
SHATTERED GLASS SCRATCHIN' AT THE BACK OF MY BRAIN
VIEWING PIECES OF THE STORY THROUGH THESE BLACK AND WHITE FRAMES

MIND GAMES
FINDIN' SHADE IN THE SHADOW OF THE CROSS
COLOSSAL EFFORT, PROLLY IMPOSSIBLE, NEVER BROUGHT
COMFORT FOR ONES THAT PASSED
 SO THAT TOWEL HAS BEEN TOSSED
AND I GOTTA KEEP IT MOVIN' WHILE I HOWL AT THE LOSS
AND ITS COST

LIVING IN A STATE OF MY LAST NAME
ROCK A LEATHER BRACELET AND THE NAILS WITH THE BLACK PAINT
ON THE PORCH I TORCH MY LUNGS WITH FLAME, IM SMOKIN'
RAP GAME KRYSTEN RITTER, FITTED LIKE IM JANE MARGOLIS
NO FLEX ZONE JESS JONES
SMOKIN' PURPLE, MAN
THESE DAYS IM NOT EVEN SURE
I DONT KNOW WHICH VERSE'LL LAND
I SAY WHAT I LIKE AND WHAT I THINK
AND WHAT I FEEL
EVERY DAY AND IF IT RESONATES 
ITS CAUSE ITS FUCKIN' REAL

// trapped

SOMETHING DEEP INSIDE ME MIGHT'VE BROKE
HOPE TO FIND AN ANSWER
AS I LIGHT ANOTHER SMOKE
WHILE I CHOKE ON THE TAR AND I BLEED ON THE STICKS
AND THE STONES
TRY TO FIND A PIECE OF ME I CAN FIX

WIELD MY TOOLS, KEEP MY COOL
WELD THE METAL IN MY SOUL
IN MY YOUTH, WAS IN BLOOM
LOST MY PETALS TO THE COLD

WHILE I CHOKE ON THE TAR
AND I BLEED ON THE STICKS
AND THE STONES
TRY TO FIND A PIECE OF ME
I CAN FIX

TOOLBOXX (prod. Apophis) [eng. saturn's lament]

original version of the mix I did with the homie @blackb0und

live for freedom my fellow ravens

KARASAWA MK-II

visuals by the homie @nuzea - https://youtu.be/v-qxohDArYM?si=kUZxMpd4oYx4YA0b

been a minute since the last drop, unfortunate life events have followed my recent graduation from college and I've been messing around with some new stuff to develop my sound

made this for one of my final classes, named it after hustler one, my favorite character from the armored core series

planning to finish up the ghetto luxury tape and officially make some progress on my other tape called nine breaker (drumkit is also in the works)

thank you for listening

VISUALS

PROJECT H-1

Sorrowkult[Sasha’sDying]

feat. https://soundcloud.com/ihatemp5k

prod. https://soundcloud.com/realbirdo + https://soundcloud.com/lordmindtrip

cover by https://soundcloud.com/joziehaze

engineered by me and https://soundcloud.com/gaugemountedthisone

lyrics

verse 1: youngmindtrip
bitch I was raised in the C L E
yeah I changed my whole life off of 3 LP’s
only box you can put me in is 6 feet deep
Bitch im rolling up the green tryna stay healthy
Kar98 hit that boy from long range
Pulling strings behind the scenes like I’m long feng
Smoking spidey pack and shooting webs in Aunt May
Flowing on those beat, I could do this shit all-day
Smokin' gas, yeah it stink, like it go to Comic Con
Mindtrip, killin' shit, ima rap phenomenon 
Throwin' jabs, dodgin' shots, like I’m in the octagon
Buckshot, to the brain, so ya better call it off 
Cause I’m collecting opp skulls like it’s Halo 3 
And all your bitches online like Master Chief 
Shoutout Birdo, 'cause this beats a fuckin masterpiece 
Yeah you need to stack your cheese 'cause I don’t rap for free
Shoutout Jozie, that’s my mufuckin choom
Black Moon River’s where I lay inside my tomb
Smoking all this gas, zaza my perfume
Killed the whole game while just chillin in my room 
Aint no Glock in the glovebox
I’m Nokris when the gloves drop
If you really bout it throw it down at the bus stop 
Aint no Glock in the glovebox
I’m Nokris when the gloves drop
If you really bout it throw it down at the bus stop 

verse 2: hollow
They say ima dead man walking, I must be a rich set of bones
On my wrist a skeleton
I been getting paper every day just like a author with 2 homes
I don’t settle for no settlement
opps want beef with me then they gone die buried in sediment
Real dog shit like it’s really canine excrement
Bread for war baby ima bulldog in his element
Aye this jugg republic shit be taking presidence
Leave it up to us we taking presidents, I thought that was evident 
mhmmm I really did
aye for any of my brothers I’ll give cuddie my whole rib
I’m not sure bout how u living but me I’m getting to it
White kid plugged in conduit
you not sure if I’m stepping goddamnit ima prove it
Aye the chop turn the opps to king julian, they finna move it
What I’m making in my home studio is con music
You can turn this shit on and you jugg shit to it
This ain’t GTA but I jus took a brand new buick
slide to the opps crib and ran thru it
Like they ain’t outside bitch I knew it
they ain’t got no fucking motion or movement 
they already dead so just do it
All the opps be taking shots back to back they in clubs
Catch me throwing up the dub don’t give no fucks
Aye I always keep it tucked I won’t let you get one up
Been a dawg since a pup I took some l’s and got back up
Still got ones that ima try to get back on, if I see em that’s good luck
Throw the ones or use the stick like a hockey puck
Like it don’t matter if you knuckin im gone buck
Cuz bitch you nothing and I’m moving like a truck
Like a lollipop I hear your shit sucks
Me I’m living luxury deluxe, 5 star slut’s
couple racks in my account and in my pocket a few bucks
Took a private plane to 3 different states think I been doing too much
Well fuck I’m ina rush
you know the bands keep calling ima keep it in touch

trip to detroit w/ *hollow* prod birdo + dj lordmindtrip

"There is no place for me other than the battlefield

To live as I please, and die a senseless death.

That is who I am.

Not a mere man of flesh.

War is part of my existence."

MECHANIZED MEMORIES // N-WGIX

probably the most out-there song i've ever made. weird as hell. potentially terrible. i love it deeply
took me forever to figure out how to structure this one but i love how varied and chaotic it is
featuring @youngmindtrip x @sleepwalker1031 / prod @prodbyraid x @lxrd_unknxwn / mix @saturnslament / shoutout to all yall for making this fried ass song happen

lyrics//

youngmindtrip//
you can feel the swag when we all up in the place 
in my carhart bitch I feel like Wicca phase 
purple in my blunt bitch I feel like jozie Haze 
100 gram blunt yeah I take it to the face
you can feel the swag when we all up in the place 
in my carhart bitch I feel like Wicca phase 
purple in my blunt bitch I feel like jozie Haze 
100 gram blunt yeah I take it to the face

jozie//
take it to the face, i could tear ya face off
nakajima haze, dead cypher like the stray dogs
no we aint soft, bitch we let grenades off
makin plays, yall shoulda never played ball

outsider, im just tryna stay gold
so dazed, see it when i say so
dont hate on the way i aint home
no name, and i need a bankroll
new goals, need a bunch of blue notes
i'm immortal, if u ever wanna pull it, do so
bumpin sade
in the car all day
run up on it, better know i got a bulletproof soul
bulletproof soul, we dont do the talkin
rock shit, make a parking lot moshpit
wouldn't you know? we dont like drama
talk shit, bitch cry to your momma
full of nouveau thoughts but im boxed in
makin songs though, i want it, im clocked in
couldn't do no lookin back often
makin the best of it, gotta lock in
where we at where we at where we at where we at
where we at where we at where we at where we at
where we at where we at where we at where we at
where we at where we at where we at where we at
sleepwalker//


youngmindtrip//
you can feel the swag when we all up in the place 
in my carhart bitch I feel like Wicca phase 
purple in my blunt bitch I feel like jozie Haze 
100 gram blunt yeah I take it to the face
you can feel the swag when we all up in the place 
in my carhart bitch I feel like Wicca phase 
purple in my blunt bitch I feel like jozie Haze 
100 gram blunt yeah I take it to the face

SKELETON CREW ft. youngmindtrip + sleepwalker (prod. RAID + LXRD UNKNXWN)

show no love

prod mix and feature by saturn's lament my beloved partner in crime!!!1!! 
this man basically did everything on the song so the way justified myself even being on it was by rapping the longest single verse ive ever done.
this song is probably the most i've called myself out lyrically. i did not feel ok after recording this one honestly, and what it released in me was not cathartic like it usually is. how this one sounds is exactly what it felt like to write and record it. hope u enjoy

lyrics//

jozie//
check up on the dial
got me wretchin up the bile
feelin wretched feelin vile
every time i end up stretchin the denial
for just a little longer, let me totter
let me wander, with no water
in the desert for a while
check up on the dial
got me wretchin up the bile
feelin wretched feelin vile
every time i end up stretchin the denial
for just a little longer, let me totter
let me wander, with no water
in the desert for a while

saturn's lament//
scrape my flesh now to let me out
peel my skin down, d'you love me now?

jozie//
propelled forward all by buzz
i lost my own judgement, fallen like love
i say that i'm fine, i'll call my own bluff
i talk to that tall ass wall, it wont budge
i long for what was, i stalk my old crush
i'm lost in my thoughts, i want to grow up
but i'm
paranoid to a fault, i wont trust
wont fall for tricks, mirrors and mist
its no love
every hour slashes minutes
every sour afterimage
in my mouth from halves that didnt work out
the past is written
i'm a coward, thats admitted now
aint proud of that position
how's the bell's toll sounding louder every passing minute?
clouds so black and sickening
hangin over my head
i took some sugar to the tank to cope,
the motor is dead
so i'll walk
so i'll walk
so i'll walk
that's all there is to it, nothin more
walk with guilt, i walk with grief, with all my actions underscored
with the gritting of my teeth, i know i'm rotten to the core
so when i perform
i leave it all on the fuckin floor
love is war, all is fair till i prolly break the code
and let the honor flicker on and off, i gotta take it slow
cause if i dont
then this one won't turn out anomalous
to all my problems previous
and we'll end up anonymous
and go back to the strangers we were born as
what's the makeup of your mask ?
is it satin, is it steel?
is it loose or is it tight?
does it fit you right?
i'll whisper as i whistle through the night
akin to the wind in your hair
blow through and i leave no trace
with a sense of unease that'll settle in your chest
when i pass by, you see no face

all of us strangers (with saturn's lament)

some more bump from @youngmindtrip, @joziehaze, & @ghoul33

prod @gaugemountedthisone

engineered by trip x gauge

cover art by jozie

lyrics:

Verse 1: youngmindtrip
Rosey off the ketamine, my dogs they call me Megumi 
Yeah I feel like Project Pat I’m counting up the ghetty green 
Shawty wanna blow my whistle just like a referee
Choppa with the beam, turn you ass into a memory
I will put you on a shirt then I’ll sell it for some merch
Yeah I feel like Nikolai, all I buy is guns and percs
DCR bitch that’s my kin, tat it on my fucking skin 
Take a trip up to the north, we smoking dope from Michigan

Verse 2: jozie haze
Ridin’ through, drive a car a decade old just like its new
Love it when those fuckin speakers thump, thats how I write my tunes
Marlboro burning, on my long drives, I’ll light a few
Flickin’ ash and spittin’ raps, that’s just what I like to do
Write to beats in my drivers seat where I’m minding me and my business 
Finally free, with my mind at ease, but I’d like to see you try dissing
All you hopeless losers toss you in the river, feel like onizuka
Never think about your ass again, its like I never knew ya 

Verse 3: texas shadow
Climbing through the bones lil texas keep a golden uzi chain
Worship me some alize like that shit is the holy way
Reaper pimpin in da hearse bro plotting on a life to take 
Devil shit we speak about because that’s how my dark relates
Country nigga creeping through the corn fields to make this yay 
Lyrically it’s catching all these bodies is just how I’m payed
Focus on your business them boys not involved don’t have a say
Strapped up with a forty five and sum pussy might meet the flame
Something bout da south juh made me wanna do sum psycho shit
Dirty pimpin in your cemetery she said go with it
Juugin all dem bustas wanna come get they get back nine don’t click
Labels try to run off with the sound or sum I own it

HAZETRIP - FLICKIN ASH (ft. ☆TEXA$ $HADOW☆) [prod. GAUGE]

LUIGI

PROD. ERIC NORTH

Pump it baby
Pull it
Gotta get in tune with these shapes
and how youll shake the world with that face
This world I coded it in all shades, so I know one thing and thats never gonna change
Yeah I feel it now uh, guess I feel it know
Gotta pull my head up up above the ground
Maybe that will reveal the crown I wear
Or at least the one that I think I bare because my grandmother was born with a veil on her head
and then after 76 years she went to bed
But i know death is all inevitable so, but I see it when my eyes are closed
And then it unfolds another layer
I need another prayer
The facets of the evil that I cannot truly bare
and they all just stare me down my face
then they surround me till i cant get away
I shouldve built my world with more security
The older things I used to like are lacking purity
I though I had nothing to say, but thats never the case
The issue is translating what I want to convey and make it very clear
there's always something here
and even after death, there's always something left
and see thats where I stall, thats where I truly fail
Then my brain will spiral to fell

SHAPES

Sum new shi for yall 🫡 

[Verse: Sasha's Dying]
Bitch i wake up rub my eyes 
I brush my teeth im feeling great 
Hoe i link up with my brothers we kick back n roll a J
Fuck I think need my therapist that's what I always say 
I hear voices in my head they whisper to me every day 
Sorrowkult problematic they prolly locked out heaven's gates 
Reddened eyes, I'm divine I lay my head where the devil stays
Huh, so bitch kno i get buck 
N use yo modus ponens if's up then bitch its stuck 
My mama taught me right u soulless hoes don't give a fuck 
I'm Wukong wit my pole from anywhere I get you touched 
Big sis she told everything I needed from the jump 
That's how I made it here, by stayin strapped up wit that pump
Lil Sasha look like Uxie while he puffin on a blunt 
My eyes are close n I'm relaxed feel like i'm floatin wit the doves 
On my mama I feel numb 
I know I should be sober while I vomit I feel dumb

Modus Ponens [Prod. Me]

ERIC NORTH - R U SERIOUS (throwaway)

NLPKENN ~ Spade️🫠♠️.m4a

@deadcypherrec
🐦‍⬛🌐
http://t.me/nokrismusic

deadgirlwalking trappedworld angelwingsonme ##Rtd
jozie haze aka hazevvitch aka transgender vanguard aka recordbreakershawty aka badluckbaby aka ice cold Haze
@deadcypherrec / @hazetrip / ravens nest

TOOLBOXX (prod. Apophis) [eng. saturn's lament]

JOZIE HAZE ☊

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