yo i think i would have the beat here lightly, maybe just hats and minimal kick/clap just introduce the groove to the listener subtly

would redo this liable to scheme line so it's more on the groove

i like the hook for the most part, but not really sold on eyy eyy whoa whoa side stuff totally, but that's just personal preference

pretty cool overall, if you did nothing else to it, it's pretty rad as is, but you've asked for honest feedback from and i hope you found it helpful. feel free to delete these comments if you'd like.

also kinda wanna hear like another instrument to compliment the melody here, whether it's a vocal harmony or some other tactful harmonizing instrument/voice to feel like the beat went somewhere

Champion Talk (Mastered)

©️-copyright 

lyrics:
I've been magnifying my mind
I guess it doesn't matter 
The stars their bright yeah they shine
It makes the sky look blacker
Roses are red and your divine 
Can we start a new chapter 
Be mine
Can we start a new chapter

Such a peice of art you got my heart doing ballet.
Please don't tear it apart, don't break the glass it's on display.
and yes I'm made out of crystal which means your made from agate.
and yes I'll be your pistol if an issue does awate 

Such a peice of art you got my heart doing ballet.
Please don't tear it apart, don't break the glass it's on display.
and yes I'm made out of crystal which means your made from agate.
and I'll be your pistol if an issue does awate.

I've been magnifying my mind 
I guess it doesn't matter 
expanding what's my mental bind
till my thoughts, they scatter.
darling don't you waist my time
even though I'm flattered.
be mine.
Even though I'm flatterd 



produced, written, and recorded by me.

Using this song for profit will subject you to copyright 

Magnifying- by blaze

Magnifying (intro)

intro hook;
they say im moderate 
but want to fondle me 
ima stand idly 
til 99% is shown 
i know whats honesty 
me you both is hiding it 
scared of foldin fallin love
baby its shown 

verse 1;
i said dem both sides 
play games dey loser 
quitting you know ah 
chance just gon blow by 
missin any shots you couldve taken 1% er 
nd i nd i 
error er er 
im playin it anonymous 
you had my heart laid out a bit 
im out of it 
im tired of this 
pokin and pushin 
wonder if you she is chosen 
but im stupid coddling  
i should keep playin wit feels 
dont tell me that your mine 
when you gon change up 
too many bitches lie when they nerves get up 

hook;
they say im moderate 
but want to fondle me 
ima stand idly 
til 99% is shown 
i know whats honesty 
me you both is hiding it 
scared of foldin fallin love
baby its shown 

verse 2;
ohh 
i met ha 
calm like flower 
ohh 
she a lier 
she got calm persona 
ohh 
enlighter i try guide ha 
can she even handle the fire 
i keep on playin 
til i see a fighter

Verbal Curriculum (class session no song here)

This message is approved by bad bitches nd rocket launchers 😁

©️-Xanfairymusic

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Death0nTv + Luv66Potions - Miss Amane

Amnesia is me giving my all to someone and getting my heart shattered in return. I’m haunted by the memories, chasing highs and distractions, but nothing fills the void they left. The song is about the pain, the self-destruction, and the desperate wish to forget it all — to escape the love that broke me.

Lyrics:

Chorus: 

I gave my soul to you,

The love I had for you,

You broke my heart in two,

If I forget the truth,

I’m haunted by your face,

The fire we can’t replace,

And if the night won’t fade,

I gave it all away,



Verse: 

Look,

Late nights, my mind’s unstable,

White lines across the table.

Your kiss, a loaded gun,

I come but still I run.

Your love’s a toxic brew,

It's always tasting  new.

I’d sell my soul for you,

That devil’s deal was true.

My veins filled with fire,

Your touch my one desire.

These chains I can’t undo,

They always lead to you.

No peace inside my chest,

This pain won’t let me rest.

I drown inside your sin,

And lose myself again.

A nigga like me, I’m lost in lust,

No faith in love, no one to trust.

A nigga like me, I chase the high,

These empty nights, still make me lie.

A nigga like me, done sold his soul,

That’s the price I pay, from pulling bad hoes.

A nigga like me, can’t find no peace,

From a succubus, that sleep in my sheets.



Chorus:

I gave my soul to you,

And you left me with amnesia.

The love I had for you,

The current strong, might drown ya.

You broke my heart in two,

Now the memory cuts me deeper.

If I forget the truth,

Then maybe pain won’t find me neither.

I’m haunted by your face,

Every shadow in the mirror.

The fire we can’t replace,

Still burns me though you disappeared.

And if the night won’t fade,

I’ll drown inside this lost amnesia.

I gave it all away,

And still you turned love into ether.



Bridge:

Amnesia…

Amnesia…

Amnesia…

Take me away…

I wanna forget... 

Amnesia…



Verse 2:

Ok, faded at the red light,

Smoke consumed the headlights.

Tryna get my head right,

Before a nigga lose sight.

Ok, city blur, heart ignite,

Shadows dancing all night.

Pills and pain, I recite,

Because her ghost still holds me tight.

But I’m really making monsters,

Out of women that I sponsored shit.

And I really think it’s karma,

That my relationship are failing shit.

Nights I’m alone again,

Demons in every sip of Henn.

Lost inside this endless lust,

Can’t escape, can’t adjust.

 A nigga like me, I risk it all,

Fuck around answer every late-night call.

A nigga like me, can’t break away,

Haunted by the games we fucking play.



Chorus:

I gave my soul to you,

The love I had for you,

You broke my heart in two,

If I forget the truth,

I’m haunted by your face,

The fire we can’t replace,

And if the night won’t fade,

I gave it all away,



Amnesia

"I Choose Money" 

Intro:

I choose money 

Over bitches 

Violence 

Niggas 

Any negativity 

Cause I love my money 

I fuck my money 

And I eat my money



Verse: Crash

Look, got me a bag 

The women I snag

They love the interior 

The digital dash

They're loving the boy

Jump in the sprinter 

They run with the boy 

Ok

 Now taking cash from the safe 

To blow on a trip to 

Turks and Caics

Ok

Get everything you ask me for

My cash a revolving door

I need accountant 

For commas, I'm counting 

Came a long way from 

Public Housing 

Slid on the beat 

And got shit bouncing 

I'm too high 

Might peaked the mountain 

I'm too high

Might peaked the mountain

Slid on the beat

And got shit bouncing

Came a long way from

Public Housing

I need accountant

For commas, I'm counting

Look, never complacent 

With the faces, nigga

Look, I'm Eddie Murphy

Trading places nigga

Look, she with me 

When she ain't with ya

Look, cause I'm 

Laughing to the bank nigga

I'm married to the money 

Fuck bachelor's life 

But I might find me 

An actual wife 

Fuck BBL's 

I want the natural type 

With double D titties

That's twice as nice 

Look, girl I'm in love 

With the money, I swear 

But I have a passion 

For you, I swear 

I'm just attracted with the two 

I just had to make it clear 

So, I'm gonna mhm 

I'ma let Yoshi kill y'all niggas  



Verse: Yoshi Vintage

Yeah big Yos

Lets get it 

huh

I want money 

I want respect 

I want everything 

God can bless

I like money 

I'm Mr. Crabs 

Take my money 

I'll beat yo ass 

Before I was broke 

Had welfare checks 

Now I splurge 

On Fendi dresses 

Gotta pink Porsche 

Don't even drive 

Counting my money 

It get me high 

Spend money 

It double back twice 

Talk that money

It talk back nice 

When I'm on the grind 

Got dirty shoes 

Still look better than 

All you hoes 

My money clean 

No dirty cash 

That bitch rich 

But her BBL trash 

I'm big Yos 

I'm gorgeous, flashy 

If you want something 

I'm burnt don't ask me 

Really used to dream 

About the life I live 

Now I think twice 

About the clout I give 

Trying to bring me down 

No I can't forgive you 

Real pretty girl 

But ain't shit sweet 

Big Yos 

Nah I ain't for the weak 

I'm my own boss yeah LLC

Stop calling my phone DND

Got my momma out the hood 

She counting on me 

Hood class 

yeah you can get hit with the brass 

Got it out the mud 

Trench baby 

Yeah 

I'm bragging 

Straight to the glass 

Me and Crash 

We on y'all ass 

Yeah I promise 

You don't wanna clash 

Yeah I'm good 

I don't need a pass 

Yeah intellect 

Still keep it ratchet 

Yos

I Choose Money feat. Yoshi Vintage



Verse 1: KiDD Crash

I been ghost, but you're on my mind

I hit islands, not too hard to find

She said I changed — but I'm “I refined”

Got marble floors, still miss your climb

We ain’t talk, but I scroll when I’m faded

Heartbreak different when the fact that you made it

New ting here, but it’s too rotated

No spark — just bodies gettin’ traded

Ohh 

Used to share fries and a beach towel

Ohh

Now I book villas with the sleek style

Ohh

Cuban links heavy, but my thoughts light

Ohh

You the one thing I don’t flex right

Ohh

Sayin’ she proud, but it’s not said

I’m with ten tings, but feeling misled

Postin' wins, but I bleed in all red

You was down when I had ramen and bread

Now it’s flights to Jamaica just to clear space

Still can’t find nothin' that replace taste

You know the name buzz strong in the airspace

But your touch feel rare like a staircase

Every bad bitch still get compared

Every sunset, I wish you was there

I act good, but I’m barely repaired

You my flex I just don't wear 



Hook: Res Yaxx

“I’ve been livin’ on Is-land Time (Island Time...)

Movin’ slow, but you stay on my mind (On my mind...)

New gyal come, but they miss that vibe (Miss that vibe...)

Gyal around, but I still feel blind (Still feel blind…)”

“I’ve been livin’ on Is-land Time (Island Time...)

Movin’ slow, but you stay on my mind (On my mind...)

New gyal come, but they miss that vibe (Miss that vibe...)

Gyal around, but I still feel blind (Still feel blind…)”



Verse 2: KiDD Crash

She shine bright when the lights low

I be smilin’, but it’s tight tho

Gyal around, but I might go

Back to the days when we moved slow

New ting sweet, but it’s surface love

Pretty face, but no deeper touch

She sip rum, but don’t open up

You used to look at me and just hush

Rooftop views, but it feel less high

Wrist on beam, but I miss your eyes

I be out where the water stay blue

But the waves hit diff when I’m missin’ you

DND on the beach, reclinin’

Phone full of hoes, who callin'

Gyal get too close, but I'm silent

Cause the truth get loud who's wildin’

I been cool, but the pain stay hidden

Jet life sweet, but my heart still driftin’

I leave quick when the vibe feel different

Can’t fake peace when the soul ain’t in it



Bridge: Res Yaxx

No reply, but I still hear you callin’ 

Palm trees sway, but my soul still stallin’

 She want love, but the weight too fallin’

 Only you held me when the wave was crawlin’

Now I move clean, but the hurt stay vivid 

Gold on my chest, but your name still in it

 Playin’ it cool, but the flame still in it Island 

Time — but I ain’t done driftin’



Hook: Res Yaxx

“I’ve been livin’ on Is-land Time (Island Time...)

Movin’ slow, but you stay on my mind (On my mind...)

New gyal come, but they miss that vibe (Miss that vibe...)

Gyal around, but I still feel blind (Still feel blind…)”

“I’ve been livin’ on Is-land Time (Island Time...)

Movin’ slow, but you stay on my mind (On my mind...)

New gyal come, but they miss that vibe (Miss that vibe...)

Gyal around, but I still feel blind (Still feel blind…)”

Island Time Feat. Res Yaxx

Intro: KiDD Crash

Yeah Crash outside, that’s pressure 

She brought a friend, that’s extra 

I'm way too clean to smut my name 

But she really loves the texture 

Low ridin’ through the sector 

New scent, that smell like nectar

Can’t cuff, I don’t tame 

Wrist talk louder than lectures



Verse 1: KiDD Crash

Crash in the place, gyal whine on the toolie 

.9 in the coat, but I’m calm, unruly 

Backdoor slide, no talk, move spooky

Gotta face too bait, now she movin’ too choosy 

Ten toes down in the rave, no stress

Got my neck on freeze, but the ting still sweat 

Bad gyal throw back, but my op just vex

'Cause I piped his bitch, now it’s one big mess 

She can't be a gold digger dating you 

So I book one flight now that ting impressed 

All the favors I did for you 

Now you own me one come pay dem debts 

Ops talk big they ain’t got reps

They move like yutes, just hate and vex 

Crash got gyal and the Ps come blessed

I don’t do love, or a farewell text



Hook: KiDD Crash

One big mess, bad gyal won’t rest (nah)

One big mess, got da man dem pressed (who?)

One big mess, ting paid them refs (what?)

One big mess, still calm, no sweat (facts!)

One big mess, bad gyal won’t rest (nah)

One big mess, got da man dem pressed (who?)

One big mess, ting paid them refs (bribe!)

One big mess, still calm, no sweat (cold!)



Verse 2: Ezri

Yeah, one big mess

You know life's like one big test 

But me plus you that's one big flex 

And she wants kids next that's one big step 

Yeah, one big mess

She send me a text when she wanna get blessed 

I send one back like come get stretched 

Like come get next to me 

I need your body your ecstasy

Let niggas know they can't mess with me 

You and me one in the same 

My twin, my flame, we talking telepathy

Knowing it's going to be what it's meant to be 

Even if you ain't meant for me 

You know I mean it respectfully 

You messy I can't have you stressing me



Hook: KiDD Crash

One big mess, bad gyal won’t rest (nah)

One big mess, got da man dem stressed (who?)

One big mess, ting paid them refs (what?)

One big mess, still calm, no sweat (facts!)

One big mess, bad gyal won’t rest (nah)

One big mess, got da man dem stressed (who?)

One big mess, ting paid them refs (bribe!)

One big mess, still calm, no sweat (cold!)



Verse 3: Res Yaxx

Came from the city whea niggas are ball hogs

Fuckin his shorty some shit I should knock off

He wanna battle then put him some gloves on

Told him I beef like halal when 

I cook in streets wit my knocka

My shit is charcoal

Matchin my clothes when 

I hit me a viba (viber)

One gonna pay for the date 

And the other gone give me dat head 

I'm never caught up

Told my bro I gotchu

You got some beef then they is my opps too

12 inna clip like apostle

They is the choosin ones

Preachin pressure to the block tho

My nimbus black but god protect my back

She said ima angel but demon in bed

Scriptures written from feet to my head

Like legion

All of my music been writin psalms

Stayed out the streets so im dissin in songs

Dont mean I wont come outside boom

But i still try to make it to the top

I got me a family im done wit the slums

Niggas be jealous they wantin my spot

But dont wanna put pain in this came wit some scars

Dey dont wanna face it

Cut dem all off and now they straight stressin nigga



Hook: KiDD Crash

One big mess, bad gyal won’t rest (nah)

One big mess, got da man dem stressed (who?)

One big mess, ting paid them refs (what?)

One big mess, still calm, no sweat (facts!)

One big mess, bad gyal won’t rest (nah)

One big mess, got da man dem stressed (who?)

One big mess, ting paid them refs (bribe!)

One big mess, still calm, no sweat (cold!)


One Big Mess Feat. Ezri & Res Yaxx

Casually dissing an Op....... 


Lyrics:
[Intro]

Yeah…

You ever seen a grown-ass man

Like a grown ass man? 

Cosplay as his favorite rapper?

I ain’t respond before 

Cause I don’t talk to bitch made niggas 

But since you said my name…

This one’s for you Marquis 



[Hook]

Fanboy flames tryna cosplay Drizzy ayy

Fanboy flames but the walk look iffy ayy



[Verse 1]

Yeah

You wanna be Drake, but act like a simp,

You copied his style with dick-ridin’ attempts.

Three nods from scene, but you carry no wins.

We knowing the city ain’t fucking with him. 

You ain’t a rapper, just a fraud with a mug.

You’re pressed for likes and digital hugs. 

You ran from a fade, and called the police. 

You really straight pussy an Insta thug.

Fuck…. 

I’m back on that bull

I’m crashing out 

Words were had for hashing out 

That knife in my back I pulled it out 

To slit your throat and bleed you out 

You sipping and chilling right on the couch 

But never caught wind of you crashing out

My respect I willing to die about 

And expose the lies you post about 

Facts 

You keep my name in your mouth 

Said my best song had came from a diss 

Really admitted I’m lethal ass shit 

And I guess your royally pissed 

Cause I got motion don't have to name drop 

Living with fosters at 30, that’s weak,

Bitch trying to act hard but can’t even speak.

Bitch I’m moving like Luda disturbing da peace,

Empty the clip until his career is deceased.

I want plenty problems, so I'm serving him beef

But I just a fanboy lost, caught up in my heat.



[Hook] 

Fanboy flames tryna cosplay Drizzy ayy 

Fanboy flames but the walk look iffy ayy 

Fanboy flames just check his neck fake cuban chain 

Fanboy flames whole swag looking hella plain



[Verse 2]

He's a fanboy 

Fanboy

Fanboy

Fanboy 

Fanboy

Fanboy

Fanboy

Fanboy flame ayy

Can someone pass the boy melatonin 

For his tired bars, cause I'm really sleeping on em 

Tried to blackball Crash cause a nigga to lit 

I ain't forgot that snitched about my fam affiliate 

Well it is what it is 

And was what it was 

The type to whisper hate, then dap in clubs

Industry puppet, bet  you fold when it's tough

Tried to move slick, but you never been cut

ayy 

But I got my foot in the dirt 

Digging up shit I know that's gone hurt 

Remember when Taniqua cheated with London 

You cried in a song your feelings were hurt  

It's ok 

You's a fanboy 

Fanboy

Fanboy

Fanboy

ayy 

Fanboy

Fanboy

Fanboy

Fanboy

Ima make you go ghost cause I'm killing your buzz

You been duckin’ the boy, but holding a  grudge

Still wearin’ chains that turn green in the tub

Still rappin’ like views gon’ replace real love



[Outro]

Fanboy flames tryna cosplay Drizzy ayy

Fanboy flames but the walk look iffy ayy

Fanboy flames just check his neck fake cuban chain

Fanboy flames whole swag looking hella plain

He's a fanboy

Fanboy

Fanboy Flames

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