you might be right (p. dylvinci & mesa)

if a man falls

=-=\-dfzvc? @matreahthedisrobed on IG

Someone come and help me cause I’m losing water, thirsty, yeah
I keep sweating, swear to god my bodys bleeding it out, right now,
Fuck, I can’t remember what I thought that I was doing in the moments before darkness
I remember screaming out for help but they were busy and I dont think that they heard me

That’s fine, tears from my clasped eyes, they won’t walk away when they notice all landmines that that im leaving in my place, last ditch effort, knowing that I’m tryna fucking change,
And they hate it , but i do it every day, yeah
I’m well, well I’m lying, in my head, know I can last long, baby get your head up in this lifestyle come on put your hands on me, this wont be our last line
Lifelong, angel tell me you will be there when I flatline?
screaming l-l-lets resuscitate




High on the I40, tryna get to ATL
But I’m bleeding and I’m speeding, oh i think they noticed
Yeah they fucking noticed, i’m about to blow the motor
Hit the fucking gas, but then i saw the traffic slowing, 
Skip them, hit the shoulder, hit the shoulder til its broken,
till its shattered, cause its fucked up,
it don’t matter, if my lucks up,
got my bad girl, and she want it,
does it matter if we’re sunken?
is it sitting with the pain that lets us really know we love it?



If I ever fucking flatline, am I going to hell?


L4ST DITCH EFFORT

how.they.do?

drunk meditation 77mph (dont let me drive away)

its just a vent it got some mac miller vibes on that hook. ive been loving playing with vocal stacks. i love you if you love me fr.

ig: matreahthedisrobed

lyrics:
my dreams are plans of a castle built
Don’t let it get too factual
These walls are too collapsible,
Your love don’t get a pass for it
Cough up for real you asthmatic,
Or give me lonely passages
Sick of the law of averages
Sick of friendships with asterisks  
Sick of the law the batters me, dont you dare tell the crooks where im cooking should they soon ask for me. Tell em you’re looking  
Tell em I’m looking  
Damn it I’m crooked, confessions are wicked,  
Hope gods forgetful as his kid, hope yall dont remember this shit
Still cycles steady combat at me, peddle poetic elements sell me off your catastrophe
Figure up all the tax, am I distressing you mentally?
life is hard brass, get sick of witnessing that
I see the way words stab, I seen a friend throw jabs
I seen my mommas dad turn out like my dads dad.
I seen my heroes turn bad. I seen the woman desert
I see my loved ones been hurt. See lately I been reserved.
 
AND MAYBE ITS JUST THIS BLUNT IN MY MOUTH 
MAYBE ITS JUST THE SUN IN MY EYES


See it’s a little bit of both, I don’t have nothing to boast. When I’m drinking, it’s alone, who I’m sposed to give a toast to, love. 


What if the world lost its mountain or sky? What if a girl lost the brilliance behind?
What if a boy lost his hands and his sight? His effort, his try?

See I been separating myself from others cause how I felt was awkward, didnt fit, so I isolated myself from OTHERS
Like im like im, 
Like i thought that i was doing something
Life is better with some others
I just wanna be left alone sometimes, but other times, its best that I try to keep up. cause i cant keep up with myself, myself
somethings burning my mind

Silent 1800

late night vibes cause i'm "2up" hahaha i could sleep im sure ig: matreahthedisrobed
lyrics: too up, homie raise the two up
fighting for my life, never had to raise the tool up
but ain’t been tulips, it aint even been cool shit 
sit with all this pain, dont even know what to do with
Still we gotta be too up, when you’re up, is it too up?
What we do, what we do it for? These are only our human forms.
Everything I done I had done it for another.
I don’t even wanna pop out for the summer.

Thinking if I showed up to your city, you’d be on that shit
Sold that little golden chevy, aint a thing was wrong with it
It gave me a million miles of motion, making songs to it
 Im drawn to it
Drawing this shit, I’mma map it right out and market it
Im up, you cant get me
I aint get out the city, Imma bring out the city straight wit me
 With a white girl and she drink pink whitney
We get lifted, now it’s you, girl
I done got me too much, down this liquor, now it’s you girl																										
too up, homie raise the two up
fighting for my life, never had to raise the tool up
but ain’t been tulips, it aint even been cool shit 
sit with all this pain, dont even know what to do with
Still we gotta be too up, when you’re up, is it too up?
What we do, what we do it for? These are only our human forms.
Everything I done I had done it for another.
I don’t even wanna get up see my brother,
I dont wanna Pop out for the summer.

You dont vibe out for nothing
I was thinking maybe I’m ugly
You don’t wanna get up with me baby girl cause I’m a loser
Still we strike it up like it’s nothing
I was thinking maybe that’s something
Send it up to Jesus, I’m 2up like a g6
I’m 2up, like who need me
Seeing stars like anemic
I just wanna get rich and leave all this shit behind
If you aint got love for me then how are you someone I can sit behind
You wanna get lit, dont tempt me
I make it hit same way you met me

						
							
too up, homie raise the two up
fighting for my life, never had to raise the tool up
but ain’t been tulips, it aint even been cool shit 
sit with all this pain, dont even know what to do with
Still we gotta be too up, when you’re up, is it too up?
What we do, what we do it for? These are only our human forms.
Everything I done I had done it for another.
I don’t even wanna get up do a damn thing

Another track from a session at Fatal Studios lol Maybe my favorite.
lyrics:
oh so you gon run away when you got way more to say
and you say that its the best for you, oh you dont wanna stay
whats next: another home, another state, another day unstable
can't sit still, you're unable, what a fun label
i just sit and scroll and read them texts
i been wondering whats next for you
your memory in my chest screaming whats left baby
shoulda kept my love kept to me, got a little taste of my recipe
i made it special, i cant correct you
you know, always got chronic in that bowl
i look like sonic skipping them hoes
somewhat in debt to you, i def could prove: aint deaf to your delights
more destitute
its best to prove that yes i seek your light
i need your fight
i need one night
i need them eyes
i know im right
i need a rise
got someone around, i need them around
i know i ran around and lied
its best to prove whats left of me is righteous
and i need me and you, it's tightknit
watching you go straight psycho, knowing i like it

pray for the sadists, i aint aim for domination
pray for my soul, pray for control
i aint mean to hit these hoes up
its all fate, i aint mean it baby
pray for our nation, pray for grace
that we reclaim it
i been tripping bout it
hurt my chick about it
gave my whole ass heart, had it ripped up out it
so you really bout it with me bitch, i doubt it
big ups, bitch i deal with mistrust
too many plates, bitch its mixed up
i been big stuck
reach to the lord, help me lift up
lift my mind up, bless my eyesight huh
god or women, whats the difference
both gave me wisdom, gave me riches
both was by my side when my mind had got twisted
running winded
whats the difference for me
god and women, whats the difference
heard you got something mindblowing for me
somethings going for me
little jezebel watch it sent straight to hell
lucky for me these losers get the L, illusions get dispelled
blowing memories with the shells
watching your energy get repelled
bitch you my enemy, thats how it felt
man i fell down my knees and i knelt to you

God and Women (Vita Sanguis) (prod. by Fatal Studios)

biking thru the city alone at night, head full of noise, lights blurring past like thoughts i can’t slow down. pressure heavy but the wind feels like escape

flasks//nightskys

[2020]
prod / mix by me
With @fantasycamp

PROTECT (feat. Fantasy Camp) [2020]

for anyone entering the new year alone.
this is the first ep i've released since "disembodied" my junior year of high school two and a half years ago. sharing my work is difficult, but after months of obsessing over this music, i couldn't leave 2020 without something to show for it.
some of these tracks were recorded in a living room i and another were hobo-ing in. the rest of them were recorded in my bedroom at my mother's house. all of them were written, mixed, and mastered by me, but the beats aren't all leased yet. when they are, the tape will be uploaded to all other streaming platforms shortly after. credit to all the producers who carry this thing.
thank you to anyone who listens. there are unseen months behind this tape, dark times and vulnerable places, self doubts and ugly emotions. this voice is much louder than my own.
with all the struggles in confidence, as isolated as it can be to pursue this, there is no other place i feel free like i do behind a microphone.  in a lonely, confusing and distant world, here is how i reach out to it, express my being and make a claim for its existence.
here is a part of me.

another take

Local artist from Manchester, TN with a devotion to hip-hop, rap, and poetry.

flasks//nightskys

Matreah