We back, but we just a little down bad. 

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/0DUukVyFdu9FVNudz3DxZS?si=b4133e9aeda146ba
Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/album/down-bad-feat-ap%C3%B8ll%C3%B8-ocoenia-coffee-run-single/1580944859

Produced/Mixed by me 
Written by: il Westo, Apøllø, and Coffee Run 
Singer: https://soundcloud.com/apollothehaven
Singer: https://soundcloud.com/itscoffeerun
Singer: https://soundcloud.com/ocoenia
Guitar melody: https://soundcloud.com/mariongaillard7
Artwork: https://www.instagram.com/agrrestt/

Lyrics: 
And you're down bad
And you just want your heart back
Down bad and you just want your heart back

And you're down bad
And you just want your heart back
Down bad and you just want your heart back

Dear God, if you're in the sky
Please smite me down or give me a sign
Lost my faith, got nosebleeds, no cocaine
No 8 ball, all bad luck, no pool
Down bad and that's not cool
Tripping on them toadstools 
Because I'm a love sick dumb fool huh
Long roads, all hills
You have yet to fall still
No addy focus with no pills
Man why you mad, got no chill 
It's dead and deceased
And I'll put it in a box 
That I bury six feet deep 

I've been feeling kinda down bad lately 
Tell me baby why am I like this 
Isolated and lonely, no one's gonna hold me
I got the word alone tatted on my wrist 
Met when we were eighteen, then we kept on fading 
I've been feeling kinda down bad
Met when we were eighteen, then we kept on fading
I've been feeling kinda down bad

And you're down bad
And you just want your heart back
Down bad and you just want your heart back
And you're down bad
And you just want your heart back
Down bad and you just want your heart back

Run boy, you're nothing but a dumb toy yeah 
All that stupid love you can give it all to me
Run girl, you're nothing in his dumb world 
All that stupid love and it feels bittersweet
Laying in a bed, staring at the ceiling
Two months in, now I’m getting up and out
If I see her again, I won’t say another word
Can’t even be her friend, even that’ll never work yuh

I've been feeling kinda down bad lately 
Tell me baby why am I like this 
Isolated and lonely, no one's gonna hold me
I got the word alone tatted on my wrist 
Met when we were eighteen, then we kept on fading 
I've been feeling kinda down bad
Met when we were eighteen, then we kept on fading
I've been feeling kinda down bad

And you're down bad
And you just want your heart back
Down bad and you just want your heart back
And you're down bad
And you just want your heart back
Down bad and you just want your heart back

And you're down bad
And you just want your heart back
Down bad and you just want your heart back

Spotify

Down Bad Ft. Apøllø, Ocoenia, & Coffee Run

HUGE SHOUT OUT TO DANNY FOR MIXING, ENGINEERING,  AND A SHIT LOAD OF AWESOME BACKGROUND VOCALS. Get at this man for recording sessions, he's amazing to work with. 
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC3VPBWZ0yh6AomC7JaMmV5w
fighterpilotatl@gmail.com



okay, make it rain like irma jose
getting brain like its my birthday
eat my bitch like its chipotle
I ain't rich, but I know one day
Imma getta benz all my friends get a hyundai
Imma get a chick bring her friends from the runway
Imma get a crib and a pit
bull and a big
pool and a sick view
Imma get jewels get jet fuel
Imma throw a punches, not pull
Imma smoke blunts and just cool it
Imma hooligan, smoother like a smoothie
huge like a movie, I'm busting your block
I do it, with no effort to it,
I know that you know that I do it a lot

Ko ko ko
knock em out like I'm Mcgreg- oh wait
I mean Mayweather, I do better
got a million put it on the plate
got the studio in a wide estate
got a smoking girl, you just tryna vape
got half a mind to take you life away
but my life fucking fine, so I might refrain
cuz I just want it all, and a faster car
I just wanna ball when I'm at the bar
I don't really care how mad they are
no one out here going half as hard 
so mash the gas, and pass the grass
surpass the average whackest ghost
rappers, out here I'm out the goat
no one out here even know,
boots its stomping on his fucking foes


I am this materialistic
I buy and I buy and I think that in time
my possessions will help me to deal with
the vacancy aching me, cause of complaceny
everyone fake to me
everyone fake to me
screaming it out
angrily
popping wheelies
tryna stop the feelies
want my money
they don't want the real me
I just want a stomach 
full of drugs and mealies
I don't need you all 
to fucking love me really
It was always music music
from the fucking start
was a fucking loser
but I made it art
I tried to care
but they made it hard
Imma make my money
and forget my heart

Mixing and mastering by @dustbunnybedroom
(A single off of the album "Gassed")

Lyrics:
Whats it gonna be, whats it gonna be 
Yuh, buddy wanna be legend, he make it on the TV
Now he’s busy getting ransacked, stuck inside a flashback
Now he’s got the vision but there’s nothing he can see 
Boy feeling like a king, got the confi like a dence man
Hiding all this shit that make him look so damn depressed man
Still got that rep though, bubble up like some Pepto 
Shorty dropping it low but I’m so fucking narcolepto...
I’m sleeping
So unconscious, man i ain’t breathing
I’m in love with ghosts and I’m healing
Feel so cloudy, now I’m here dreaming 
3K plays without any feeling
Says she love the way that I treat her though 
Girl so outta pocket, she be ballin’, got me feelin' low 
I'm feelin' low 
Got me feelin' low 
Girl about to drop it, she so flawless, she don’t even know
Now I’m out of topics, shit is freezing, got me feeling cold
Slick gone put the work in on the beat, he with bino flow 
Man I need a new chick, pull up in a new whip
With some better bass, I did the race, I got em clueless
Say you gotta follow certain shit just for a new bitch
Creamy with the flow, I take it slow, just like some cool whip 
In the city lookin for a decent night spot 
At the club, pretty ladies, they don't talk a lot 
Take a sip, take a drink, take another shot
Gotta ask her where she at, "asan ka na ba?"
Honestly yo, honestly yo
Baby got me stitched up like I'm lilo
Getting real close, take another toast
Bring her out to back gonna curl her toes
Take a good look, baby pretty like a photo
Little thickie curious, it’s something that she don’t know
Working real hard, but your homie getting slept though
What’s it gonna be, make your move and get your new glow

New Glow (prod. dustbunnybedroom)

LYRICS:

I miss finding a sort of solace in the rain
 I miss crying Im so exhausted of the pain
I miss silence its something talking in my brain 
an inner monologue that up and takes my oxygen away
I miss being happy at church 
The preacher lied to me
Since I was 9 I’ve had existential anxiety
I miss Lincoln logs and see saws and hide and seek
They told me grow up be a man I never really tried to be

I miss when back in school my adjective was gifted
 Now that I’m in college I feel average and conflicted 
I don’t think I have it in me to be actively persistent 
I’m busy convincing myself I’m an actual musician 
I miss when other rappers showed me what they make
 They think I rode in on their wave but I’m just floating in their wake
 I dip my toes in just to show them I can hold my own and take 
a couple notes and ask some questions but I never show restraint 
I miss my girl I miss my friends I miss my foes 
I miss my life I miss the highs amidst the lows
 I miss the times when I felt like I had a home
 I miss when crowds of people didn’t make me feel alone
 I never sleep till I’m collapsing from exhaustion
 I was following my dreams with hella passion but I lost it
 Now this music just a coping mechanism do it often 
Got to throw myself in something more productive than a coffin

fuck it I don't care no more I've given up on subtlety
cause If I don't say it out loud they scream it under me
Yeah I said what I said so let it fucking be
Its like God said drown then never let me up to breathe
So look, I'm fucking manic depressive
I have my good days and bad weeks 
That lack any spectrum
Getting offended takes some effort so I'm passive aggressive
And I ain't sad I'm indifferent I watch my life from a distance  
I put the par in pariah
 I put the sigh in messiah 
People praise my old music back when I was a liar
 I put my life on the line and I wanna take it all back
 Wish I could think how I act but its acting and fuck I’m tired

manic depressive

depressive (prod. depression sweater)

Written by: Reed Pake & https://soundcloud.com/demxntia
Produced by: https://soundcloud.com/geo_1022
Engineered by: https://soundcloud.com/demxntia, Blindsightmix & John Garcia
Cover Art by: twitter.com/a1icat_

Lyrics:

Hook:
It's all i've ever known,
But it's feeling less like home
Everything i have to show
Is it easier to throw away?
Why do i feel alone?
In this crowded space i'm always in
I dont know what to do
No i don't know what to do at all

Verse 1:
The walls I live and breathe in between I’m the inmate and the warden of/
It's lit to be dim and bleak like the place is all boarded up/
‘Cause the drapes to my windows are like the pall to a coffin/
As I await to disintegrate in this hall that I’m locked in/
And so much time has allotted for me, it’s hard to believe/
When I got to this occupancy, I thought I'd not wanna leave/ 
But now I’m scratchin’ and clawin’ when I’m passin' every single wall/ 
And lashin’ at anyone at all who’s just askin’ me to be calm/
In my place of residence, used to say it was heaven sent/
Goin’ out of my way to decorate and then I’d freshen it/ 
To make it remain elegant, but now I’m like “hell with it”/
As I stay negligent and watch it decay to a skeleton/
Of what it was in the past, I hardly can stomach that/
I'm reluctant to pack my bags, when it’s been nothin’ but drab/
And if time I could run it back, I would’ve done it in a snap/
But I can't recover half of a decade stuck in this pad/

Hook 2:
It's all i've ever known,
But it's feeling less like home
Everything i have to show
Is it easier to throw away?
Why do i feel alone?
In this crowded space i'm always in
I don't know where to go
No i don't know where to go at all

Verse 2:
If I make a break & escape this place, I dunno where I'd go/
So I lay awake and I ruminate all the faces I know/
That are pacin’ the globe while I'm stayin' complacent at home/
‘Cause I rather stay in repose than be astray and alone/
So when my neighbors don’t want me to be involved in their gatherings/ 
And my thin walls are rattlin’ from the shit song they’re blastin’/
I start contactin’ some locals, hopeful they want to kick back/
And I get a no though, they’re all at the social next door where it’s happenin’/
I used to always think this was the place I was meant to be/
And I made myself believe it was and wasted so much energy/
Yeah, but I’m still holdin’ out hope/
That what I invested will be manifested, but I feel and know that it won’t/
So, how will I cope, with what my dream has amounted to/
And no one’s here to listen, so the walls are what I shout into/
Always lookin’ in my mirror when I’m in my powder room/
Thinkin’ of a day that I can get out of this house of blues/

Hook 3:
It's all i've ever known,
but it never feels like home
Everything i have to show
Is it easier to throw away?
Why do i feel alone?
In this crowded space i cannot leave
This empty house of blues
Does it feel the same for you? oh..

House of Blues - Single

Spotify/Apple Music

House of Blues (feat. demxntia) [prod. garrett.]

It's good to be back.

Produced by Ocean Beats. (https://bit.ly/2o4e7p9)
Featuring @iamlanie.
Mixed and Mastered by @polearm.
Artwork by Dog Eat Dog Designs. (https://bit.ly/2VPPYYg)

Lyrics: https://genius.com/Cloud-mac-seattle-lyrics

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Seattle (ft. Lanie Vox)

Gravity(ZEROSAND1NES)

Happy spooky October! Loved working with Chris such a cool guy and far more talented than me.
---------------------------------
Produced by $wedo Beats. (goo.gl/VHqCCZ)
Featuring @chriswrightotj.
Mixed and Mastered by @ibr.
Artwork by Shibi. (goo.gl/86dypc)
-------------------------------------
VERSE ONE - CLOUD MAC
-------------------------------------
And don’t cha’ think it’s funny how the world works when the sun shines,
Everybody’s outside, doing shit to pass time.
And making time go faster with a bit of red wine,
Working on their tan lines, til’ it gets to bed time.

The world is populated by a bunch of bullets -
Living to the fullest, no limit to their fullness.
It’s like we’re all diseased but no one wants to cure it,
We eternal tourists, just ready for the pulpit.

And everybody’s screaming life goes fast, as they’re sprinting right on past,
All the reasons that they had, to make this last.
They pushing on ahead, just to meet all the undead,
Spent their life in their bed, and this life they’ll forget.

--------------------------
HOOK - CLOUD MAC
--------------------------
And now it’s hello, fuck a zombie, blowing like some palm leaves -
That fell off some palm trees. we float through life, and death.
Are you worried bout your past?
Well your past doesn’t matter when you’re living like a zombie.

And now it’s hello, fuck a zombie, blowing like some palm leaves -
That fell off some palm trees. we float through life and death.
Are you worried bout your past?
Well your past doesn’t matter when you’re living like a zombie.

--------------------------------
VERSE TWO - CLOUD MAC
--------------------------------
La vie est un jeu, souviens-toi,
Living like a gambler, the master rambler,
Out in the night like a panther, samurai like Samsa,
Kill em’ all commander, destroyin’ the panzers.

It’s like we’re all just craving death, I be sending out my texts,
With my will in the subject. (just in case)
Got a lawyer sleeping under my bed, so that when I kick the bucket.
He’ll be signing all the checks. (who should I make this out to)

We watching other peoples lives, on our TV’s,
Till we be the deceased.
Does that crypt have an en suite? If I’ll be a zombie,
At least let me be clean. (No but it has a balcony)

And all this is dumb, I’d rather come up like sun,
Or anti-gravity fun.
What’s the point in convincing all of the masses, when time it just keeps on passing, if gods real trust he’s laughing.(Muhaha)

-----------------------
HOOK - CLOUD MAC
-----------------------
And now it’s hello, fuck a zombie, blowing like some palm leaves -
That fell off some palm trees, we float through life and death.
Are you worried bout your past?
Well your past doesn’t matter when you living like a zombie.

And now it’s hello, fuck a zombie, blowing like some palm leaves -
That fell off some palm trees, we float through life and death.
Are you worried bout your past?
Well your past doesn’t matter when you living like a zombie.

-----------------------------------------
VERSE THREE - CHRIS WRIGHT
-----------------------------------------
I might care about Kim Kardashian‘s baby,
When Kanye is at my wedding and I got films with Scorsese.
I’m planning for y’all to hate me,
I’m planning for when my bank accounts empty and tour will save me
I’ll always have more to say.

See this catalogue of cookie cutter chemistry matches,
Ain’t appealing, after all got eighty sentences hatching,
Bout being broke, barely sane, bitches similarly bat shit,
Off the jump, we something like the ministry of magic.

And my energy is tragically wasted if I ain’t use it all,
How you go class, pay the bill and just stare at the wall,
Mind blank, wondering when someone gonna make the call,
Teacher say your name but your brain just says fuck it, stall.

I’d rather fucking ball, cash my last check, play a stage like a seminar,
Teach a couple people how to be themselves, be a star,
Buy a couple speakers and a mic, then go play a park,
I ain’t gonna play a part.

Hello! Zombie (ft. Chris Wright)

Original Instrumental Snippet by Shawn Wasabi
Mixing and mastering by @dustbunnybedroom
Featuring @milespowers

Lyrics:
[Mahal Slick]
I said, whatchu mean? 
You don’t wanna fuck with me
I be kicking, spitting fire
Cinderace up on the beat

Counting 1-2-3
Stackin paper, get the cheese
Man the cheddar lookin golden
Giovanna with the dream

Girl, whatchu need?
Said I’m busy, can’t you see
Like the sun up in the summer
Getting hotter with the steam

You don’t want no beef
No lettuce, no green
Unless you bringin out the jane
Call me spidey with the swing

Playing games, finna switch it up like click click (boom)
Come along, getting high up in the spaceship (zoom)
Whatchu want? Got the sweets 
Got the ice, got the freeze
Make it float, like a peach, we be runnin outta room

You said we have to turn the lights off, aye
She going crazy like oh my god, aye
Oh, shawty getting so delighted, aye 
Oh wow, call me lighting getting ready for the race

I said whatchu mean? yeah
I said whatchu mean? yeah
I said whatchu mean? yeah
I said, I said, I said whatchu mean?

[Miles Powers]
Oo she say she need it, I just think you want it darling
Ride that M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I to New Orleans, oh my
Meet me up in Florence, my whip proficiently foreign
Don't feed the fish if they more than four feet long to begin with

I'm goin’ nautical with it, slick shit I gotta go get it, yea
And I don't even wan’ be famous, I just wan’ my poems ingrained in
Brains of writers, lyricists, aspiring or retiring
Got ambition like nutrition fanatics have them vitamins

Tidal waves on an island I been wavy lately
I'm giving hope out, giving hope out like my baby gave me
I'll give a verse out, give a verse out if you pay me maybe
Unless you Mahal I’ma look off like a pass to AD, from LBJ

The hell you sayin boy, you just a baby boy, put some work in
Do some lurkin’ ‘fore you spout off ‘cause you may annoy
Some people you don't want to, on to 2020 now
Write about the life you live, ain't all about the money child
YEE
I said YEE
I said what, you, MEAN
I said what you mean, what you mean

Whatchu Mean? feat. Miles Powers (Shawn Wasabi Snippet Remix)

prod. @geo_1022
add vocals. @atwood
mix. @atwood
art. @headhaunter

Lyrics:

I peck at the perfect Peking duck she cooked just for me
we sit at her table, my thigh’s touching her foot underneath
she sips her wine then asks if I like it with the Hoisin dip
while I pretend I haven’t realized she poisoned it

I lie and deflect with a classic bathroom excuse
and run the tap before I puke the food I had to consume to keep up the ruse
I return to her refilling her glass
as I try to discern if mine was mixed with pills from her batch

but eh, perhaps I’m being overly cautious
also deploying this protective shield is so damn exhausting
it’s just a date, but I can’t this shake this awful feeling
that she’s a siren, deadly black widow, femme fatale in secret/

hold up, wait, what’s the reason she chose me over any other
she’s just feigning interest in me as to not blow her cover
it’s smart, so I take a bite and compliment the meat
‘cause I can feel the eyes of the sniper who’s perched across the street

a perfect date, a perfect murder for tonight
a lovely evening or a planned out homicide
it’s a perfect date, a perfect cover for a crime
the first of many or the first and final time
X2

She washes off the Ginsu blade, I clean the table up and
I silently wish that we had had this lovely date in public
she starts raving ‘bout true crime and then motions towards the couch
throws a documentary on right before I go turn her down

but before I know it my escape hatch slams shut
and we’re midway through exposés on crazed bandits, man hunts
assassins and kidnappers, serial killers, and such
when I spy what looks just like a pistol in her bag, tucked

so I whip out the bathroom excuse, but it comes out jumbled
“I need to bath the room use!” - like full on run and fumble
then I slink through the hallway out of sight and tie up my hi-tops
burst into the night, sprint outside of the sniper’s eye shot

safe and sound, except for those phoney vehicles
unmarked vans and CIA agents disguised as homeless people
under toxic chemtrails, and reptilians with different coloured fangs
at least I left her place unscathed to live another day

A Perfect Date... To Die For (prod. Garrett.)

Written by: Reed Pake & https://soundcloud.com/keepitinside
Produced by: https://soundcloud.com/talbeatss
Cover art by: https://www.instagram.com/w.vinn/
Mixed/Mastered by: https://soundcloud.com/keepitinside

(Verse 1):
I used to live in the future, but now I’m stuck in the past/
My memories are like movies and I keep on runnin’ ‘em back/ Repeatin’ scenes I’ve seen so many times, still stunned and aghast/ At how my life could be different if I weren’t such an ass/ So many verses I spat just so I could adjust my label/ Craved attention so badly, that I could devour a plateful/ But I tried so hard to be seen, I forgot to set the right angle/ Then the camera rolled and I was told I acted disgraceful/ Damn, and I had homies who’d show me so much love/ But at the time it just never felt like it was enough/
Chasin’ validation from people who didn’t give a fuck/
About me, leavin the ones who really did behind in the dust/  ‘Cuz they’d always listen when I was bitchin’ about feelin’ voiceless/ But I’d ditch ‘em for toxic folks I knew I should be avoidin’/ Yet, I was so thirsty I was happy drinkin’ poison/ And all my friends warnin’ me were drowned in a sea of voices

(Hook):
Man I was so blind/
And I know I can’t just heal the scars I’ve tried/
I want to take it back and make it right/
All that I’ve avoided to be fine/
Sorry that I left you all behind/ 

(Verse 2):
I’m wakin’ up from dreams that feel realer than life/
In ‘em I fight with my demons, hear ‘em scream in the dead of night/
Now it’s got me facin’ all the darkest vignettes of my life/
So I gaze at a screen just to get a glimmer of light/
Hittin’ me right where it hurts and fuck, it might be absurd/
But I’m saying sorry to people I haven’t spoken a word/
To in years now, so I can make it clear how/
Much I’ve really changed and I can’t be more sincere ‘bout/
Wantin’ to make up for the errors of the ways/ Every year it gets more difficult to bear all this weight/ But I don’t even know if I believe all that I say/ When I’m repeatin’ the same mistakes I’d make back in the day/ Kickin’ myself until I re-open up my old scars/ I’d go far, but in my wake I’d leave behind some broke hearts/ Yeah, and now that everything I’d worry bout’s irrelevant/ All that I think about is how I wish I could’ve been a better friend/

Left Behind (feat. keepitinside) [prod. talbeats]

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 dandave2118@gmail.com]

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