BUY/STREAM: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/zagranis/wanna-go-back

This is just a quick lil thing before some of my bigger tracks, it might go on streaming idk lol enjoy

(Verse 1)
Where did all the time go?
Everytime I try to think about it, I just end up going round in circles
Feel like a psycho
All my homies went off to college, writing down important shit in their journals
It’s just a cycle
I graduated 3 years ago and haven’t done anything with my diploma
Stuck in denial
I had aspirations, hopes, and dreams of what I wanted to do before Corona
I miss the days when I’d wake up in the morning, be excited for the day
Nowadays I feel like everything in life’s getting in my way
Everyone tells me that they’re feeling what I say
But I feel like if we weren’t homies they wouldn’t think to press play
My room is a mess, I haven’t showered in days
Ask my parents to listen to my shit they think it’s a phase
I just feel like I’m going insane in the membrane
24 hours a day, staring at my two displays

(Hook)
I wanna go back
To the good old days
Way back when I didn’t care about
Getting plays or getting praise
I wanna go back
To the good old days
Way back when I didn’t care about
Getting plays or getting praise

(Verse 2)
I get a giant check and I just order DoorDash
My mom tells me that I’m just wasting my cash
I feel like at the end of the day it’s my stash
She feels like I might as well just throw my card in the trash
You really think I like this? Living this life
Just a mere week ago I had to throw away my pocket knife
I don’t like living with these intrusive thoughts in my head
But I guess I’d rather be suffering alive than dead
Constant fights with family about how I should look for a job
They say it’s not healthy to be your own boss
They say I’m stuck up, a suck up, I’m a snob
Every day I go into my pillow and sob
I’m not always super honest like this but I feel it really helps
This is the only form of venting that helps myself

(Hook)
I wanna go back
To the good old days
Way back when I didn’t care about
Getting plays or getting praise

Produced by P90: https://www.youtube.com/c/P90BEATS
Mixed and Mastered by Zagranis

Wanna Go Back (Prod. P90)

BUY/STREAM: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/zagranis/throne
Is anybody there?

(Verse 1)
This may be a dumb question, is anybody there
Is anybody here to listen or sit and stare
As I sit here in front of this mic
Talking bout how I just wanna die
Look sorry it’s not what I usually make 
“Hey did you hear what she said on the track that’s crazy”
I haven’t gotten your attention yet
But maybe this’ll get through your head
Lately I just feel like there’s a disconnect
Between me and the image that I need to project
The castle is officially back in business
So can I get a motherfucking witness

(Hook)
Oh!
You struggling now but I’m sitting and laughing at you from the top of my
Throne!
Been doubting myself for a while, no longer deny it, I am the proven
G.O.A.T!
This is the real me I’m giving you all of this music straight from my
Soul!
I’m scared at the end of my life I’ll be 6 feet in the coffin dead and
Alone!

(Verse 2)
“Woah girl you alright?” Yeah I’m fine
But this what happens when you keep it bottled up
“Didn’t you say you wanted to die” I ain’t lyin
But sometimes to be honest you gotta think fucked
I’m trapped between following the rules and breaking the mold
Following my passion, doing what I want and dying in a cubicle
I wanna make rap, inspire the masses
Show them they can make it without taking classes
Wanna be an inspiration to trans women
Wanna see clear without wearing glasses
Wanna play this to my daughter show them how cool their mom was
How she could rap a verse and make everyone’s jaw drop
Play a whole ass set, crowd begging for an encore
Everyone’s hands goes up like car doors
Sitting comfy on velvet, crossed legs, check the drip
This image I put on makes me question my whole life and shit
I use it as a vessel to show who I really wanna be
I wanna be known and remembered as the one and only, Queen Z

(Hook)
Oh!
You struggling now but I’m sitting and laughing at you from the top of my
Throne!
Been doubting myself for a while, no longer deny it, I am the proven
G.O.A.T!
This is the real me I’m giving you all of this music straight from my
Soul!
I’m scared at the end of my life I’ll be 6 feet in the coffin dead and
Alone!

(Verse 3)
All that I want in my life is for people to recognize me on the street
All that I want in my life is for people to recognize me from my beats
All that I want in my life is for me to feel happy with everything I’m putting out
But every time that it drops I feel like a wannabe chasing for clout
Ouch, I get closer to happiness but every time I just end up falling
My weight, my voice, my facial hair, it’s all just appalling 
Stalling, shaving my hair because my laziness wins out every time
Gotta take the sign, this might be why I’m dying on the inside

(Hook)
Oh!
You struggling now but I’m sitting and laughing at you from the top of my
Throne!
Been doubting myself for a while, no longer deny it, I am the proven
G.O.A.T!
This is the real me I’m giving you all of this music straight from my
Soul!
I’m scared at the end of my life I’ll be 6 feet in the coffin dead and
Alone!

Produced by H3 Music: https://www.youtube.com/c/H3Music
Mixed and Mastered by GlitchDude

Throne (Prod. H3 Music)

A vent song written during a rough patch of mental health in 2021.
Written by JustGamer
Mixed and Arranged by GlitchDude
Beat by Epistra/Dansonn
Cover art by Zagranis

I’ve been feeling frustrated, about how what I have created 
Seem to be never good enough, it feels so tough and so my confidence is constantly breaking 
I don’t understand what you’re saying
I’m annotating, self-degrading
Keep debating if I have the skill do the things I love correctly, I hate it 

This feeling of self doubt creates anger that needs to be let out 
But I’ve been taught to keep it in, raise my chin, stand tall, not to scream and shout 
I look around at the crowd that I’m close with 
There’s a difference I notice 
They have a shit ton of talent, while I’m outclassed and hopeless 

So what do I do when everyone else I know is a prodigy, they’re consistent and yet I’m flip floppity 
Trying something new, shot myself in the foot, always feeling like I’m overlooked
They say “you don’t have to be number one” 
But you know what else they say, the hell is a jack of all trades if not a master of none? 

So what the hell do I have to do? Can I ever be good enough for you? 
Am I someone worthy to include? Can I change the way that I am viewed? 
I know that overtime, I’ll be able to create my own craft
But nobody ever told me just how long it would take to create a shiny diamond starting from crap 

I am stuck in a prison made of doubt
Confidence is my key to make it out
But I can’t seem to save myself
So I guess that I’m just stuck in this hell

I’ve been told I’m a wisecrack, not that I could deny that
But if I’m caught in the cross blades of a switchblade to the face, how do I use my words to fight back? 
I mean why does he even have me here? 
Apparently I stole his girl before she was his girl and now he’s trying to incite fear
Thing is: I’m not a player, at least I don’t think so
But if I unknowingly stole that guy’s girl what else don’t I apparently notice though?
My brain’s doing something to me, ADHD got my grades seeing Cs
Then a pair of incompentent parents making me feel like I’m slowly going crazy
So you can’t blame the therapist, cause this was your fault
Telling me to stop crying then having me flying to another country like you’re opening emotional wounds and then pouring in a gallon of salt 
You forced me out, then critique me when I start feeling blue
I mean sometimes I wonder if the issue with me is me or if it’s actually you?!
I don’t understand, there’s no way I can, since you drained me and used me up as your emotional bank
And yet I’m the one supposed to be giving out thanks
Well thanks for killing me mentally just so my college could be a higher rank

I am stuck in a prison made of doubt
Confidence is my key to make it out
But I can’t seem to save myself
So I guess that I’m just stuck in this hell

Good Enough - 2021

A continuation and reflection upon Good Enough - 2021 written a year after the first one was.

Written by JustGamer
Mixed and Arranged by GlitchDude
Beat by Anywaywell
Cover Art by Zagranis

I’ve since spoken to my parents about being left alone
Luckily they understood, wanted me to be on my own
But it still seems controlling, I still feel their expectations
What they want comes first, despite anything I’ve been saying
I know it’s from them thinking that they know what’s best for me
But just cause they’re my parents doesn’t mean I can’t be questioning 
At the end of the day, they’re just people trying their best
And I think what’s best is if they just give me a rest

I’m more stressed and much more depressed 
My folks tell me once I’m done I can rest
But I can’t, not until I do the stuff
That they want, all to prove that I’m good enough

Here I am, doing what I can
Isn’t this exactly what you wanted?
You never cared for what I had to say 
If you did, then you would’ve stopped it 

But at least I’m lucky to have this community 
I could be gone by now if it wasn’t for what they do for me
Though it hasn’t helped my sense of self-doubt 
Doing my best ain’t good enough when I can’t trust myself now
Cringing at all I do, keep on working to be topping it
Trying to hone my craft for a non-existent audience 
I’m so busy cause people want so many different projects
That at the rate I’m going, I’ll be the thing to drop next

I’m more stressed and much more depressed 
My internet friends yelling at me to rest
But I can’t, not until I do the stuff
That they want, all to prove that I’m good enough

Here I am, doing what I can
Isn’t this exactly what you wanted?
You never cared for what I had to say 
If you did, then you would’ve stopped it 

I wonder if anybody is listening to the words I speak
Opening up like this is strange, all eyes observing me
Meant to be some self-exploration that gave me something new to drop
All I got was words on a google doc
I hoped things would get better, by any sort of measure 
Or at the very least I would learn to control my own weather
But now I know that as long as I keep going and working the pressure  
Will continue to stay with me forever 

I’m more stressed and much more depressed 
I lie to myself that soon I will rest 
But I can’t, not until I do the stuff 
That I want, all to prove that I’m good enough 

Here I am, doing what I can
Isn’t this exactly what I wanted?
I never stick to what I had to say 
If I did, then I would’ve stopped it 
Here I am, doing what I can
Isn’t this exactly what I wanted?
I never stick to what I had to say 
If I did, then I would’ve stopped it

Good Enough - 2022

Freddy Fazbear vs Freddy Krueger. Shorts Rap Battles

i made the thumbnail like 2 years ago

i play both

Spider-Man vs Batman. Shorts Rap Battles

-LYRICS-

ANNOUNCER
Welcome, weary traveler, to Cyphers of the Unknown
Today's matchup is: Zalgo
Against
Cthulhu
Commence!

Zalgo  (0:31):
Your cult rooms will be filled with gore as HE COMES to leave his mark
On this hentai monster who’s become nothing but joke fuel for South Park
Looking Sad, Satan? I've been waiting a century for you to spit a good rap
What kind of Dark Lord gets squashed by a sword that shoots out kitty cats?!
Read the text Squidward, my plague starts to spread ‘cross the land
To wipe out this gimmick with relevance more dead than the star that’s in my hand
Please! My candle’s light outshines all that you can spit in this
Kelly’s carnage incarnate’s bars leave squids sleeping with the fishes
You’re no Necronom-icon, forgotten when ‘zilla hit the stage
Telling me you got into politics? I’d still rather vote for Kanye!
Best go back to startling gamers, for ZALGO is seven times the rapper
This little munchkin’s been tarnished and now we can start the next chapter

Cthulhu (1:17):
Zalgo claims to be a god, but he’s barely short of the Funnies
And even when this comic’s stripped down, he’s just a comfort cryptid for some sentient monkeys
So fear the Call of Cthulhu, a true Lovecraftian creation
You’re an outdated fad meme, rejected by the SCP Foundation
This Deviant’s Art is tasteless! Creepypasta crap, ever so bland
The corniest of TV Tropes can’t even flee from his own cartoon land
And the mic clips? Messy text? That’s your method of inflicting pain?
Being eyeless won’t help, just hearing my bars will make you go insane!
Your lyrics? Unspeakable, while in my stories I’m the pinnacle, invincible
The hivemind hides rhymes behind whines, you’ll find his lines are miserable
Archie’s comical to think anyone’s fooled by his flippant trickery
Just check Behind The Wall and see it’s me who’s taking the victory
Seven goddamn mouths, you’d think at least one would try to win
Quite un-4chan-ate, but I’ll still be leaving this flightless Bird- Boxed- in
I’M THE EMBODIMENT OF CHAOS, BUT IF HE’S INSISTENT ON PERSISTENCE
I’LL CONTROL HIM, ALTERNATE HIS LIFE, AND DELETE HIM FROM EXISTENCE

Zalgo (2:17):
That’s enough from the kraken, thought I told you to shut it
This is boring me, let's see how you fare with one of my puppets…

Zalgo as Garfield (2:25):
(Yawn) What’s this? It looks like Jon tried making calamari
But I’ll boot ‘em off the track like Odie, and this time, I’m not sorry

Zalgo (2:32):
Z͜͡͡AL͟͡G҉́Ò '͢͞S͟ ̀͡A͝͡R͠R̷̛IV̢̛E҉͞D̡ ͞A̸̶Ń̢D̴̵ ̀I̡T͏͠' ͠҉͡S̶ ͏U̷N̸͏̢W̷̴̡IS͜É ̀T̷̷͞O̧ ̧̀T͟͏͝H͝͏I͞N҉K͟҉ ͟͞T͘͞HA̛T͜͟ Ý̢OU҉̶ ̵̡̛C̷̨͝AN̡͢ ҉̡̕D͘͞E̶FE҉A̧͜T HI͡M͡
C̷͠͏A̢͜ŲS̡͘È H̀͢E͟ '͜҉̨ĹL̵͘ ̀C̵OR̛̕R̵͘Ù́̀P̷T҉ ̡YǪ͠U̶͘R̴̨͢ ̛́M̷ED͏̷̀I҉̡A͞,̸ ̶̧LE͏A̸͞V̛I̛͞͠N̸Ģ̧̡ ͝Y̶O͠͝U͘R ̢̨͞P͠A̸̡T͢H͝E̡T̨Ì͜C̶̵ ͠B̷ǪOK҉̕S͜͝ ̵͡T̵O̵̢R̀N̡ ̵T̕O ͢͝PI̴E̴͏C̀E̕S̡
Such a Weird Tale that you’ve woven, claiming to be superior to me
It’s Something Awful really, but now I’ve finally put an end to your series

Cthulhu (2:47):
Really? A puppet show to fight me in this battle? Honestly, it’s your Loss
But Dream No More, heathen, this is the only time our paths will cross
Your lines just put me back asleep, facing a god’s not something you should risk
They said “Zalgo’s coming”, but even after this I’m still waiting for a good diss…
(Malevolently Chuckles)

ANNOUNCER
Who conquered the mic?
Who Should Cypher Next?
Comment Down Below
And prepare yourselves for the next
Cyphers of The Unknown

Vladimyr P
Michael Stark
Matthew Thomas
MetalFireVA
Fightmarker
Commander Jacob
M!CAH as Zalgo

Mancha as Cthulhu

Written By: Michael Stark, M!CAH, ColeTheCole & Cri
Produced By: Dansonn
Mixed By: Michael Stark

Zalgo vs. Cthulhu - Cyphers Of The Unknown

LYRICS:

Greentext (0:14)
>be me; a sick motherfuckin battle rapper
>be you; fodder for some shitty Shorts reactors
>speaking of short: two lines aint enough to get the reader hooked
>creepypastas in two sentences? look up: definition -> undercooked

>thought you're leaving brains scarred? but we know you aint hard
>writers want to make dark stories but they stay stark
>everyones the same, farming upvotes just to gain karma
>mfw I won the battle with only 8 bars

Two-Sentence Horror (0:44)
I entered a battle, expecting a good show
But to my surprise, a dead thread is my new foe
Post that on the subreddit, and I'll get the numbers sendin'
Thanks for the gold kind stranger, now this fucker's dead

You’re not important- was dropped to be locked onto 4chan
Claiming your format’s a fortune- now your following’s full of four-chins
My stories are iconic horrids- leaving courage left on the doorstep 
But it seems that that's where this whore's been- ‘cause to me the dead isn't foreign

Greentext (1:13)
>joke’s on you, petulant fool, half what i say isnt even true
>know you’re through, and in this duel, it seems ive already beaten you
>but when i bust out with bars blazing you know you aint ready
> (long pause) hey want some spaghetti

>eyes lay on my text causing thousands to laugh then turn to your page to be thrown in the trash
>be like me, my music gets applause when i rap- i plugged your verse into the aux and nobody clapped
>you dont even need two sentences to know you aint beating me
>i-just-took-the-W-and-you-took-the-L.png

Two-Sentence Horror (1:43)
I bring real scares that is messin' up youths
You can see what just two sentences do
Your records are viewed as the bendin' of truth
Of Anonymous or a confessional booth
And the net that you've suited's offensive, the users
All fester in groups to be edgy and rude
The Reddit is brewing up actual horror
That Netflix is tuning in, getting a scoop

Your shit is too fantastical for anyone to even care
Your source is always like “bro it happened, please I swear!” (I made it the fuck up)
You really thought you could send me back to the graveyard
With only 8 bars? Please, it's more like you ate the bars

Michael Stark as Greentext Stories

Cri as r/TwoSentenceHorror


Written By: Michael Stark, Cri, 3ple, & GamingPlush64
Produced by: 2Deep
Mixed by: Michael Stark

Greentext Stories vs. Two-Sentence Horror - Meme Melee: Reposted

drop skii {slowed+reverb} (Kweezy x Surfteamdot) #freespin

IT'$ DAT TIME OF DA YEAR AGAIN 4 $UM LOUD VIBE$

Complete=ach Other (prod. traplikekardy)

B1RTHDAY FR33STYLE 2

I make rap battles mostly

Original stuff on the way