cuz i been thinkin way too hard about you

I wish someone felt this way for me and I felt that way for them

it has been almost 3 years since my ears had laid grace to this tune and to say this song is still as emotional and powerful as it was before is an understatement. a bloody wonderful mémoire my friend.

I said hi, but I wanted to say: your eyes are amazing amazing i wanted to get lost in them till I die

for the girl I just fell for.

I only met her yesterday. 
She said it was nice to meet me. 
And I would've said the same 
if the floor was still underneath me, 
but I left it with that greeting. 
Though fleeting, I would’ve fallen there
if I didn't notice that I responded 
with an awkward stare.
I said, “Hi.” 
But I wanted to say, 
“Your eyes are amazing,
a maze I want to get lost in until I die. 
Like I'm sure the angels join you when you cry, 
and I'm sure they rejoice again when you smile.” 
But I'll save that for another time.
She laughs. And I can't tell if it's at me, 
or 'cause I'm actually making her happy. 
Exactly thirty seconds have past me, 
and I'm already at the flower shop,
thinkin’ if I should take these roses out or not. 
Like I've been thinkin’ way too hard about this.
I don't even need to write a song about this.
I don't wanna always have you on my mind 
but I know deep down inside

I'd walk five hundred miles 
to fall down at your doorstep.
Can't explain the feeling that you give me.
But all I know is I just want some more.

Saw her for the second time. 
She said she hopes that she sees me soon.
And I don't know what that means to you. 
But it seems to me that we've 
got something up both our sleeves 
and I think I catch a glimpse of it 
every time that you leave. 
Both of the times that you left, 
I wanted you to come back. 
And I just hope you feel the same. 
I don't mean to have you all inside my brain. 
But you've really got me chained. 
I even saw you in my dream. 
Tell me have I gone insane 
or am I just in lucky situations? 
Seein’ a girl like you 
two times two days in a row.
If you're ready to ride, 
then I'm rarin’ to go.
But let's take it slow. 
'Cause I've been thinkin’ way too hard about you.
I don't even need to write a song about you.
I don't wanna always have you on my mind 
but I know deep down inside

500 miles [prod. by mr. master]

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @hheadhaunter

Produced by: 
@ibr

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@ibr

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Lyrics: 
Listen to me, please, I hate to open with this news/
but I'm not just not one you've seen without those rosy tinted hues/
the truth, I'm holding with a spoon.. I'm no knight in shining armor/
I don't dive inside the darkness, you won't cry goodbye on harbors/ 
and no tears for the dearly departed, never existed/
I've been so weird in the fear of the awkward tension that's building/
the ceiling feels so low, and the spacing out is permanent/
the waning sounds of words you spent are racing out the firmament/ 
I'm sure you meant well, I turn deaf and blind on a dime/
with nickel plated skin I doll her up to hide her inside/
I find a good time in excess, this scumbag only holds sewage/
skull inside the clouds, the sky, headbutt a brand new hole through it/
so I can hibernate, draped in vines that hide the state/
of mental wellness, never felt this place, slide out and drive away/ 
behind me, off the lot Ferrari's, crash, jam packing the ditches/ 
as this arsonist takes his shelter at more flammable bridges/

I'm not being insincere, you can - you can do much better than me/
(scumbag blues)the truth is that I'm nowhere near the person you see/ 
I'm just a sliver of the subject at hand/
a dumb, disembodied head that's buried under the sand/

There's no message to decode, I'm just a piece of shit/
it's no secret in sequences that repeat ad infinitum/
I don't mean to be overly dramatic, no over seas combatant/
peeling back the scabs that form up there, in hopes you see the damage/
I just want you to know that I'm prone to phoning it in/
with the bones so broken I folded them so they poke through the skin/
so you could nurse me back to health, self-arsonist/ 
I took my jarred brain off the shelf, melt all of it/
there's no mask or make-up, make believe man made myth/
or exaggeration painted in a bad light, you can't fake this/  
I'm a dick, I've got a slew of better things to do/
than try to win your heart, plucking on those little strings in tune/
one millimeter fuse, I ride a cannonball to work/
an anti-social loser doomed, to pack and travel in reverse/
lungs full of green-ish fumes that wilt the plants, you shouldn't breathe/
just completely forget about this, you're too good for me/

Headhaunter - Scumbag Blues (prod. ibrahim)

Written by: Reed Pake & https://soundcloud.com/atlas

Produced by: Rabbit House (https://soundcloud.com/rabbithouse)

Mixing & Cover Art by: Ibrahim (https://soundcloud.com/ibr)

Mastering: Blindsightmix

Sample Credits: Hidamari Sketch OST (10) Shinmiri (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v30L5S3vX1k)

Aimless (ft. atlas) - Single

Spotify/Apple Music

Aimless (feat. atlas) [prod. rabbit house]

prod.@glutenfreebeats

lyrics by @youknowlimbo
and @jalentyree

Halo

cast a spell~

voodoo ft Limbo(prod. gfbeats)

On Spotify, iTunes, Google Play, etc.

Prod. @yungmaple
Mixed and Mastered by @iamhrtbrk
Cover Art by @iamhrtbrk

afterlife (prod. 🍁yungmaple🍁) [Available on Spotify & iTunes]

Alligotismemoriesonetake

literally follow my main @love-sadkid if this song blows up again for no reason

Seasons

mix and master: me
prod: @konteks
cover art: @itsbubblegum
youtube: youtu.be/O1vzpz1SfIM

So this song is not about a girl, but about the holy spirit. (ew ryce is religious) I know I know just hear me out. It felt like I didn't write this song, like a higher force did. You guys can relate to the song in anyway you want, this was just my inspiration for it. 
This is one of the few times that I truly had a lot fun writing and recording a song. I hope you guys enjoy this song as much as I did making it. 
(P.S. elias is a nugget)
(P.S. afternoon is a bigger nugget)

yo i suck at fortnite frfr, if you got this low put your username in the comments so we can play, i need dat practice

Spells

Lyric video out now!: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5b_HOtUKcak

feat. @ibr
prod. @kastrosplace
mix. @ibr
art. me

Lyrics:
It's been about thirty two minutes or so/
and I'm clutching foolish optimism like she'll slip through the door/
and sit down with a story, telling of traffic -
"Would you care for a refill?"/
yeah, thank you, sorry I tend to overshare with people/
it's just I've had quite the crush on her for - "I'll be right back with your drink"/
oh well, it's only been sixty-one minutes I think/
clink ice cubes with a straw, the table's candles forming puddles/
rest my fist below my jaw, her car could be the source of trouble/
but she hasn't read the multitude of texts I sent, and I won't reprehend/
like it could be an emergency, or she went to bed, maybe she just -/
"Sorry to interrupt, but are you ready to order?
we're closing soon, I recommend the lobster on arugula, the dish is new and-"/
No, I'll get the fettuccine, please, with chicken/
text her one last time, it's urgent, damn, she knows the evening's ticking/ 
like I'm a decent guy, well, at least from what I've heard/
I don't think I'll find the courage to stand up and say goodbye/

and I'm still waiting, wait here oh so patient/
wait here all long night, resolve never waning/
and still I'm waiting, wait here oh so patient/
wait here all long night, I'm waiting and waiting/

I'm waiting for her to reply to my text/
I know it says "seen" but maybe she didn't see it just yet/
"I guess, but you've been here for three days, that doesn't seem strange to you?"  
So what? She's late, and this table's purely made for two/
my plate of food, has grown a bit cold in the past month/ 
but it's not too far fetched for someone to run late and catch up/
any second now, she'll- 
"Do you want this to go, or should I just throw it out, it's been a year-"/
No thanks, no point in acting like it's over now/
I know my beard's an overgrowth and I'm becoming one with this chair/
but a decade's nothing, I won't be the one who's under-prepared/
for the future, cause she'll arrive and we'll survive the ruins/
until time folds in upon itself, so what's your two cents?/
...hm, I guess he left or he closing up the business/
I can hear metallic thumping and explosions in the distance/
a stray dog is chewing on a human bone right by the entrance/
there's barbaric men outside and all they're toting make-shift weapons/
I just think it's odd she's hasn't tried to phone or send a message/
but I'll wait right here 'til time as we know it is non-existent/
I'll just wait here and drink until the last one's dry/
I mean c'mon really, I'm a stand up guy/

Spotify!

Stand Up Guy (ft. ibrahim)

feat. @chriswrightotj and @toccimc
add vocals. @atwoodotj
prod. @ibr
mix. @ibr
art. me


Lyrics:
Headhaunter

Let the door rust off the hinges, shake the droplets off/
then fall asleep to the sounds of wailing sirens and those barking dogs/
I couldn't know that marked a box, droplets of blood on her polka dots/
had to replace that soaked red bandage, out a phantasm I broke the locks/
dead language bargains, dust-swept chasms, parking lots/
illusions shatter and coat the car, swerve off cliffs, land on the rocks/
carbon monoxide exhaust, lost for a long time I walked/
through oblong doorways in a post-apocalyptic honor system/
jungle rotten frostbit king, I talk in automated responses/ 
all withdrawals are taken out wasp nests, debit cards are veiled in thick cobwebs/
no contest, watch the flakes of ash out the window/
see the shapes amass shouting signals, ain't no way to back down and dip out/
the trap door, take out the hacksaw, act four, director says action/
I'm back on set, wide angle lens, see the lights flash on with the cameras, wait, hang on/
this is a trick, misdiagnosis and mysteries go hand in hand/
we step on permafrost, my world's the wrong side up with barren land/

Chris Wright & Atwood

I have a hard Time telling
Can’t get higher like a felon
Broke boy dreams what I’m selling
No take backs like yo girl
Don’t take shots with a pellet
My sound kinda like a relic
Never there for you but you felt it
Take a little step in my world

Tocci

Milly Rock then I roll like Elvis
Bitch clean yallssmell like shellfish
jawline clean I just can't help it
Kill the show we man we cant help it
every second is another selfie from a groupie bitch trying to hop a ride
but they hiding gas money acting like everythings always free in life
Bitch get off
Talking bout these copycats
I'm more focus where the fuck my socks are at
Got bed head with the jew fro
keep the time like hugo
Bitch get off where you when roaches were in my cereal
Now these roaches acting all cheerio
leaving roaches all on my centerfold

500 miles [prod. by mr. master]

mr. master

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