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All Mahal Slick

don't worry, the next song is a rap
happy thanksgiving 
thanks for all the support seriously
repost retweet recycle

mixed by @ibr
produced by @mt-marcy
shout out OTJ


you sent me a text at 3:07 late last night
you barely knew him, 
you only blew him,
 you had  a few drinks

as if that could  make things right

and soon you asked  about our future  
 well, my darling, here’s my  answer


I hope you burn in a house fire
I hope you get stage IV cancer 

I’d be by your bedside waiting 
 till your sweet goodbye, my friend
I’d resuscitate you just
so I could watch you die again 

I fucking hate you 
I fucking hate you

and I know what you’ll do,

you’ll say you’re sorry
through your smile
and I’ll stay angry 
for a while
and you’ll come over
and we’ll be sober


until we’re not,
and we would make out on my sofa
I'd wake up one morning sunny

with your arms around my chest,

and it’d feel so good to be with somebody

I just might forget

how's it going

you'll say sorry through your smile

prod @rainlord
mixed by @ibr

lyrics: http://pastebin.com/BktFpHc4

look, I won’t pretend I understand it babe, the afterlife and all
but as you died you promised me that you would try to write or call
and I’ve been waiting ever since, every sunday I hold seances with like-minded adults
and roll your corpse into the living room and try and find your pulse and then repine at the results, I’ve even got my windowsills lined up with ultraviolet bulbs, shrunken shrines of human skulls and other signs of the occult but now I’m at a fucking loss, cause honey, nothing seems to work…
 
like I’ve been astrally projecting my body beyond my dreams
through the fabric of space and time so you could me spot me at the seams
I ventured through the upside-down hoping you caught me in between
but maybe if you’ve got the tech, then you could haunt me on my screens
 
like you should infiltrate my news feed
I swear no one would notice
you could float beside some bogus buzzfeed quiz about the POTUS
be a pixelated phantom ghost
on clickbait propaganda posts
and dictate what you’re thinking through a catchy headline
like “one weird reason why it’s great to be ethereal”
or “twenty signs you’re dead now and your soul is immaterial”
 
or if it’s late at night then you could swoop in from the shadow realm
and talk to me through pop-up ads that show up over adult films
on anything you’re into, we could start with milf, or facial,
you could beam your interspatial spirit into interracial
if you’re feeling sorta formal, we could pizza date on Skype
and I could call the coroner over n’ we could share the corner slice and when it’s time to go to bed, then we could leave our cameras on
and if the netherworld has one-day shipping free on Amazon
 
then you could slumber as you ship yourself, I swear this shit delivers quick
or send me the address and I could meet you by the river styx
I’d twitter beef with Namtar by the Tigris and Euphrates
I could snap you while I’m snagging sacred threads of life from Hades
I would loot Duat and photocopy-pirate the papyus,
change the records and then have a Facebook flamewar with Osiris  
and either way, I can’t wait to talk or reunite,
I’ve been so lonely since you died, I’ve tried to walk towards the light
and if the Gods of Death oppose our harmless want to reconvene
then maybe we could sneak you by ‘em if you haunt me through a screen

the rest of the lyrics: pastebin.com/BktFpHc4

haunt me on twitter

haunt me

prod. @corybear
mixed by @ibr

shout out stream squad

I think in I’m in love
but I’ve been feeling otherwise
these flutters in my stomach aren’t butterflies but cutting knives 
and not the butter kind, and if you listen close when she begins to speak, you’ll hear a couple hundred sighs and the collective shut of eyes, letters linger on her lips like lullabies, I think I’ve  drowned a couple times inside her opal-colored eyes, she could do something as simple as sit down with the grace of Olympic dives, a perfect 10 photo shutter finish on her cocoa butter thighs, X catch her wearing loose pajamas on a sunday and she’d overshadow any supermodel on a runway, when she wakes up in the morning up she smells like vanilla essence and the bittersweet recollections of your adolescence, summer camp and piano lessons and presents you got on birthdays, orange creamsicles and double plays on first base, and walk past her in the halls and if your shoulders feel the slightest brush then you might melt to liquid gold, the lightest kind of midas touch, I’ve seen the way she drinks espresso during classes and reshapes a paper cu p into an emerald-covered chalice, sugar packets pouring crystals, napkin origami cranes, gunning gorgeous glances to me through her giorgio armani frames, she’s nearly perfect in 
almost 
every
way 









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.


.
but she’s got shit taste in movies, ask her for her favorite titles and she always likes to say she’s down to go see anything by shyamalan or michael bay, and also, she’s a psycho in the kitchen, 
it’s a travesty, what kind of fucking monster cooks their pasta in the microwave? 
and she does this thing where she corrects your grammar if it’s wrong and clicks her tongue and winks and shoots a playful finger gun as if she’s won some sorta contest, empress victor-of-a-conquest, mrs. armchair shrink, let me fix you with a comment, princess kick you when you’re down, worshipper to a godhead, it seldom happens that she listens to my voice and doesn’t chime in quick with unsolicited advice, an unapologetic tyrant of passive aggressive rivalry, ask her a question and catch and handful of sass and irony, and trust me, she is just the worst at board games, debates about the rules like legislators at a court case, tampers with the scales of justice, wielding pencils as her gavel, once I even caught her cheating while she kept the score in scrabble, she’s a fucking wreck at checkers, plays monopoly sloppily, always bringing up disputes in games of trivial pursuit, sucks at battleship and risk, she fights better hand-to-hand, 
and don’t even get me started ‘bout how trash she is at candy land

but I’m no adonis either,
fashion sense abysmal, I’ve got two nirvana t-shirts 
that I wear to formal outings and I’ve never owned a cardigan,
catch me buyin’ cargo pants at target from the bargain bin
drink milk straight out the carton, use my hands to scoop out margarine
breakfast table etiquette makes up our morning arguments
and I’m not a glass half full kinda guy,
shipwrecked, flags half-mast hull kinda guy
I never was an optimist, not too good at compromise,
the problem is my ego’s far too fragile to apologize
but she always calls me out and takes me down a couple pegs too
it’s always nice to have somebody close who double-checks you
and honestly, we wouldn’t be ourselves if we were different 
yeah, she’s clumsy and I’m stupid, those are things that we can live with
being perfect’s unrealistic, either way I like our flaws
the way I crack my knuckles often, the obnoxious way she yawns
the way I stutter when I flirt cause I’m not very good with courtship
the way she’s gotta pee the first ten minutes of a road trip
how when she cuts her pancakes it’s in slices, not in squares
the way my daily coffee intake is a crisis, I'm aware
the way I talk in crowded theatre and the way she parks in parallel
the way she goes through pints of ben and jerrys salted caramel
the way...

slide in my DM's

butterflies

P.Lowe Kiz Like This - Love Story - Kizomba 2017/Dj Lass Share

Thank you all so much for the overwhelming amount of support, got a fun little track dropping for yall this Friday :)

additional vocals by me

feat. https://soundcloud.com/iamsamsa
prod. by https://soundcloud.com/saysooo
art by the lovely @passive155 (on twitter)
mixed by me

Lyrics:

And if every thing we thought correct
Had just got up and left
I wouldn't hesitate to take another step
In your direction
Recollectin memories we share the best ones
And I'd restart at step one for your affection
I'd get to relearn what makes you laugh and smile
And get mad scrunchin your nose and your brows
I don't know how it happened
It's like some men in black shit 
A click then a flash and now we don't know where our past went
Or what our past was
The half kiss and half touch
Some would call it bad luck 
And i ain't even mad because
I get to experience you all for the first time again
And take you on dates so we can talk about the lifes we live
And i can't wait for that first kiss 
I want it to be perfect
Even thinking bout it's making me nervous 
This is all just so surreal
I can't even begin to wait to get to know how you feel

If. .we. .would. .re. .set
I wouldn't mind
I wouldn't mind, i wouldn't mind no
×4

okay, freeze frame argument
we’re sitting on a park bench
our past is running circles through me,
I’m stuck on your arc length,
every evening we spent cheerful hangs
suspended in air
we both agreed that we ain’t working
though, we ended it there
and every sip of morning coffee you made
after i slept over or the way you slipped your 
sweater off your shoulder just to trace me through 
your supernova tattoo on your collarbones
comes floating back in monochrome, 
sheathed in a protective cover 
i’d give anything  to relive me and you in technicolor,
reincarnate months back to the party where I met you
where we dipped and watched the starlit sky then woke up in your bedroom
it’s not a second chance, you see, I want a second play-through
some way where if I fuck up I’d rewind to an escape route
and evade making the wrong choice
program every date with a respawn point
and meander through the multiverse, i’d go whatever distance
till I happen on a parallel dimension that’s not this one

If. .we. .would. .re. .set
I wouldn't mind
I wouldn't mind, i wouldn't mind no
×4

Reset, feat. samsa // sayso !

Had some fun with this one. 

Featuring/Mixed by @grifcantsleep 
Art by @brandonabueg
Enjoy :)

LYRICS: 


Now ive never been the type that would beg for the attention
Always in the corner with some headphones on
People think im mad cause my blank expression
But really im just focused tryna let go of
 
Thoughts of my ex girl, the next girl, the last
I'm Impressed that I’m blessed I can check off the past
Man I rap to release all the tension 
It reeks of depression
And constant panic attacks

But fuck that 
Zig zags for a jay 
Backwoods blue dream when i call it day 
Oralé homie tossed me a corona 
The girl im tryna get at steady blowin up my phone 

Ya know it cant get much better 
46 texts man i might go get her 
Make that 47 cause i heard another *ding* 
She sent another text said i can't get wetter 

After one time man ima be her trend setter 
Blue sweater favorite one that she can't throw away 
Shorty too hot, she need to cool down 
Ima quench her thirst 
Ima be her lemonade 
Hook: 
I want you 
Girl ima tell you straight that's the way i am 
I want you 
My love is like a drug you don't understand 

Griffin: 
I been on my shit where the job site huh? 
Put the work in 
Strict with the verbs but I slack on the nouns 
Me? 
Ain't losing my head in the gold 
See? 
Blow loud till I'm full 
The sound in my throat 
Been crowd in the roads 
So fuck what you're on 
Stay advancing the poems 
Holding my key 
I might just freak on some drums like BWAH 
Yeah 
I was eager to run just needed a month 
I know how you sleepin on me 
Ain't been stoppin the growth
Ima hop in the bush 
So cold when I'm cookin the flows(Aye)
Old soul with the hook 
Stay roamin the coast 
From Brooklyn to Newport 
Just look where your moves 
I'ma fuck with the sonar yeah 
Put it in the beat for a snare 
Comin at me be prepared 
Study that, grow out your hair 
Samson I'm ramblin here 
But still on my A1 shit 
They said there's no replacements 
They want tips? 
Tell 'em Kick it at my place just like watch 
Runnin up the board like watch 
Crews county comin up the coast on lock 
Sayin oh just watch like 

Hook



Okay so I just woke up
Last night’s a little vague but I taste throw up
Had a little much to drank and I made little lust
with the shorty from the first verse 
Said she wanna fuck

I Want You ft. griffin

Fun little single about wanting money from merch and not music.
(Also poking fun at the cliche that rappers follow about, "not doing it for the money")

Prod. ATLUSxP5 (From fan-made Persona 5 music playlist)
https://www.youtube.com/user/ATLUSxP5/featured :)

No Money (Prod. ATLUSxP5)

prod. @jhfly
art by rach, @passive155 on twitter

i miss the olden days
back when we would drive my civic off into the sunset, windshield glowing with a golden haze
i miss the simpler times
when you could pick me up at 4 am and hit the road and we would improvise 
with nothing in the GPS, back when we were free to roam
and brought a pillow with us so that anywhere could be our home
not the most romantic, but we planned out all our future dates
and snuck in every morning to cop breakfast at a super eight 
I’d waltz in past the front desk, then open the cafe door
you’d slink in and we’d have a banquet that we’d never pay for
two goody-two-shoes breaking all the rules, little rebels, we were perps
tryna hide our smirks while slipping fruity pebbles in your purse
and as we dipped out of the exit you would grin as if you’d robbed a bank
hop into our getaway and gun it on an empty tank
pull into an vacant station where our car’s the only one


there’s something meditative about the smell of fresh petroleum  



but things have changed since,

 cars are losing their appeal
it’s been decades since I’ve even gripped a steering wheel
elon built a hyperloop so no one drives drive a coupe no more,
people take their transit-pods through traffic on their private routes
china’s got a maglev train but I would never get aboard
in russia I heard they could program people so they teleport
point A to B, always know exactly where you’re headed for
remember when a road trip meant a sojourn, not a metaphor
remember rolling windows down with levers on the metal doors
and reaching back behind your seat to find that bag of kettle corn
one foot on the floorboard, then put on the gas
yearning for that rearview mirror, i’ve got one foot in the past

rearview

Bonus track off of https://soundcloud.com/crystalcloudsjp 's EP
Bandcamp link: https://crystalclouds.bandcamp.com/album/things-to-remember
Featuring, elle :) https://soundcloud.com/elleandthegravediggers

LYRICS:
I got a little thing I wanna get off my chest
I’ve been thinking bout’ the possibilities to keep me fresh
And the wholesome little feelings I’ve been keeping so suppressed
Makes me wanna scream it out, I just wanna know what’s best
For me, and my beloved, that i haven’t even met
There’s a lot of things I wanna say, that’s hiding in my head
First of all I want a cliche, coffee, cocoa butter spread
And some tiny conversations that will make you think in bed
Make me take you out for lunch and other get togethers too
I just wanna be the gentleman who takes you back on curfew 
And you’ll be like a queen with scents of cocoa butter shampoo 
And your dad won’t have to worry bout’ your heart shaped colored tattoo
And listen, we can go to any place you want
My treat, we can even go to France, into a restaurant
Where we could eat croissants all day outside the storefront
Then sleep while watching movies, where our living room’s the rosemont
____________

Everyday I’m wasting time

Hoping that our stars align

When you’re lost, call anytime

You’re all that’s what’s on my mind 
____________

We can chill out in the basement of your fancy house
Where DDR and Scrabble are the only things we care about 
And we can solve a puzzle that displays the sun and moon too
Unless we lose a piece, then we can order one that’s brand new
While waiting for delivery, we got the mental caucus
Of checking out what’s going on inside the oval office
But instead we’ll just ignore it with the money that we profit
From monopoly, until we both go bankrupt from and we stop it 
Then if we both get hungry, well then theres no need to worry
I'll just the cook you up a dinner, we can eat it in a hurry 
Make it just the way you like it
Sweet and sour, hold the spices
Even if you say its bad, I'll still be happy that you tried it
And when the sun goes down, we'll travel up the tiny mountain
And no it's not to make out, it's the stars that we'll be countin'
Where we talk about our future, whether we'll be both accounting
For whatever comes our way and in the depths of our surroundings
____________

Everyday I’m wasting time

Hoping that our stars align

When you’re lost, call anytime

You’re all that’s what’s on my mind 
____________

on my mind feat. guia elle (prod. dustbunnybedroom)

Listen on Spotify here: https://open.spotify.com/track/49Q8TIMlAhkWItGCT9HlFC?si=1QKaT78NTsCib64mJ8WOHw

Written, produced and recorded by me.  Same with the flute.

Lyrics:
You are the type of girl that's open about everything
I have a hard enough time relaying my feelings
It's not a good idea to tell you how I feel 'bout you
Break everything and separate us is the only thing it would do

*Chorus*
You'll never find out (2x)
what goes through my head when you pass by
or the feelings in my chest when you say hi
or when you talk about your day and i talk about mine
You'll never find out (2x)
All the sad nights you put me through
Cause I know I'll never have a chance with you
but I know there's nothing that I'll ever do
**

I try to take these thoughts and throw them all away
Because there's no point in feeling emotion if it ruins your day
Even if I wanted your love, I don't want the fallout
I'd rather feel nothing at all than feel like i'm falling down

*chorus*

You'll Never Find Out

clairvoyance.

Consider this a time capsule. 
Open it on the night I propose.
See how far down my rabbit hole of a life goes. 
Love.
Speaking as me from the past, 
I can’t wait to live the rest of my life with you as my last. 
I started today. 
I read the first page of a novel 
with plans to make you laugh someday 
pointing out all the plot holes.
I can’t wait for tomorrow. 
I need to hit the mall so I can buy 
a new sweater that you’ll always borrow.
I even dragged myself into the gym 
so when you see me for the first time, I’ll be thin. 
Drinking more water.
Eating more vegetables and acai. 
Might go vegan if it means 
that we both have longer lives, I’m game.
My compass is on a whole other decade. 
I saved us two seats when the Olympics come to LA. 
Just you wait ‘til this music thing blasts off.
That or I’ll have an actual job. 

‘Til then, I’m buildin’. 
Beat down Beelzebub. 
I cut the smoke out. 
I keep myself up. 
I’m plantin’ seeds now. 
See how they swell up. 
So when you finally do come around 
and turn my life upside down, 
I’ll be ready.

I'll be ready
So when you finally do come around 
and turn my life upside down,
I’ll be ready.
I'll be ready.
Already?

To whom it may concern. From a poet. 
This poem is about you and neither of us know it. 
Busy reminiscing about the memories we’ve yet to make.
I already own the shoes I’ll wear on our second date. Set. 
Thoughts of you visiting make me clean my room.
Make my bed so it’s neat when I’m sleeping beside you.
I’m already singin’ all of your other songs. 
I even got a bowl for the dog. 
Picket fence. Front lawn. 
Don’t need to worry then. Don’t need to worry now.
Focus on makin’ a me today that’ll make you proud.
We’re both starin’ at the same night sky, 
prayin’ for stars to align. 
Bring us to the same place at the same time.
Every step I take is one closer to you
and every day I live is new and a chance to improve.
Smiling at our smiles in the pictures we took. 
Only thing is I still need to learn to cook, 

but ‘til then I’m buildin’. 
Beat down Beelzebub. 
And I’ll have alife for myself to appreciate if nobody else does.
There’s a beautiful woman in my future. 
Maybe this song’ll help her get here sooner. 
'Cause I'm ready.

Already?
I'm ready.
So when you finally do come around 
and turn my life upside down,
I'll be ready.
Already?
I'm ready.

ready (already?) [prod. by mr. master]

Produced by @wzrd-island

Nice Colors EP drops May 17th

fireflies

Download!

Fireflies (Produced by Wizard Island)

Cover art by me & @crystalcloudsmusic (Lead also by crystal clouds)
We love you samsa <3
original song: https://soundcloud.com/iamsamsa/one-little-favor

main acc: @mahalslickraps

samsa - one little favor (COVER)

prod. xixx

lyrics: pastebin.com/3wfyNtp8

Private link to song(not sure if it still works) : https://soundcloud.com/iamsamsa/samsa-see-you-soon/s-fd5KL
I do not own this song, it belongs to Samsa. https://soundcloud.com/iamsamsa

samsa - See You Soon (unreleased)

https://open.spotify.com/artist/30PDUk2QTUw4MXhEyxOhPk

FEATURING THE ONE AND ONLY SHILOH DYNASTY

@potsupotsu

SPOTIFY! <3

tofu. x potsu (SPOTIFY IN DESC)

This is the a single off of my tape, Red Compilation, coming out in August so stay tuned for more updates!
The prod is done by the lovely @masked-man-peace
mixed by the one eared wonder @polearm
Cover art by the mysterious @chrosky

Window Shop ! (prod. masked man)

Mixing and mastering by @dustbunnybedroom
prod. @jadenokay

Lyrics:
Gumising ko sa umaga, just waking up in the morning
So boring, simple kind of story, but it’s kind annoying

You never seen your favorite rapper never do this, do that
It’s that cool lick, boom bap
The overused shit, screw that, but 

The silly witty kid sitting alone in class
The one you always thought would never get his head out of the past
But its

A little different than that, a little different than class
All he wants is to kick it back and relax
I got

A lot of problems but I’ll never see a therapist
I’ll only go if they put up with all my arrogance
My head’s up in the air again, sorry I’m getting scared again
I’m just a little kid with expression using a pad and pen

But I ain’t different
I ain’t a gifted kid
I’m just like any other who’s spittin and wishing, and killin’ it

The trillest kid, he just wanna be like who the illest is
But now he’s losing focus on his work, when will he finish it? 

Momma be getting angry, Papa be getting scary
Hard to tell if they be caring, all this is so hard to carry

Nevermind that
I was getting busy tryna live my life
Playin games all night 
Hopin none of this will bite back

I fight that
Decline that
But despite all of the times that I made it back alive
I just hope the right decision is the one that I decide, but

I’m still afraid to live it like that

[OLD VER.] Live it Like That (prod. jeisama)

Nice Colors

Khai Dreams + Atwood "All I Need"

Heya guys! Okay, this a nice lil serious song I've conjucted up, with my good friend Mahal Slick. Do check him out, he such a gub talented boyo :3 @mahalslickraps

Lyrics:

[Takaki]
Fighting your fears
Having to live by
Everyone that you see
Nobody cares about the people that they meet
They all seem to float away

Melodic wonder why
Don't think it's time to try

[Chorus]
Everyone wants to be the one who everyone can be who they wanna be [x4]

[Mahal Slick]
Everybody wants to be the one and who they wanna be
But really I’ve been worried how to tell my friends and family
I got nothing to lose, but still, a feeling deep inside of me is
Telling me quit it, don’t ya get it? Such an odyssey

To get around town, man I’m feeling so down
But Ima keep it on so I can never show a frown
I know I can make it better, maybe leave myself a letter
Saying “Even if you’re different, doesn’t mean you ain’t treasure”

Ice Cream

It's Okay

It's Okay feat, Mahal Slick

filipino hip-hop & indie artist based in chicago

[MY EP "tomorrow, again?" IS OUT NOW] 
SoundCloud: https://bit.ly/3qpDPGU
Bandcamp: https://bit.ly/3flw4eH
Spotify: https://spoti.fi/3zVf5cE

alt: @mahalraps

(In partnership with my good
friend "dustbunnybedroom" @dustbunnybedroom)

[Inquiries: Twitter DM or email mahalslick@gmail.com]