I made a rap song, hope you guys like it.

the beat is my remake of J Dilla - Life

Entropy

Ceilings

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Ceilings (Feat. MagickTheMenace)

Chapter One: "It's Not Too Bad" 
Castle in the Clouds, coming December 4th, 2017
 
sample: "big sis" by SALES

lyrics:
[verse 1]
Woke up on a day when the sun was fresh,
And the sky was bright,
And the wind was was breath,
To the earth,
She could say that today was the next,
tomorrow was past,
And it all was its best,
And I know that one day I could show what I'm worth,
Even if these days I'm feeling down in the dirt,
I'm dirty these words that I'm flirting with,
Worth more than frankincense,
Worth more than gold,
This currency currently,
Fluently new to me,
Anything I say,
I feel it is true to me,
Under the stars,
As I fly threw the Milky Way,
Always go forward, 
No time for the yesterday's,
You and me soaring,
Like birds with the songs they sang,
People will give up everything,
It gets dark when no sunshine is clad to the heavens above,
But it's not too bad,
Cause,

[bridge] 
I know the way,
I've seen yesterday,
Don't think of the sad,
Just remember that's it's not too bad,

[verse 2]
Rise up through the day,
Till the peak of a noon,
Till the sun took a rest on crest of the moon,
And the moon carried suit through the night till the dawn,
When the star could awake for the day with a yawn,
And then flowers for hours,
Were drawn to its light,
And then showers of towers,
Arose with their might,
The world can be dark and the world can be bright,
But it's not too bad if we all can take flight,

And there's a way,
That we can move on,
Through the nights and the days 
And there's a place,
That we can be free,
From the world that we face,

[bridge duet] 
(I know the way)
Keep on,
And keep on,
And keep on,
Keep on going
(I've seen yesterday)
They won't stop,
They won't stop,
They won't stop me from growing
(Don't think of the sad,
Just remember that it's not too bad)

[verse 3] atlas 

[outro]
And we can be,
Anything in the world,
It's all waiting for me,
Can't you see,
The world is ours,
It's never too bad with me,

Castle in the Clouds

It's Not Too Bad

It's Not Too Bad ft. atlas - Single

Prod. @btmkr3000
Mix. @ibr
Art. me

Lyrics:
I keep my mind off the bigger picture
Listening to the synthetic purr of the engine as rainclouds fill the mirrors
And watch the droplets snake their way up on the windshield
With a hologram in shotgun and she wonders how the drips feel on her skin
Drift above this neon-lit metropolis I washed up in
Without a thought put forward to my origin
All I want's a drink, I don't care for program glitches
And all these intricate components as my cold hand twitches in artificial skin
I'm indifferent to these advertisements
Half the time it's so called upgrades for a galvanized limb
Cobalt sun rays come through the tint on the spinners windows
I just talk with that hologram while passing Nintendo billboards
She tends to flicker when she's syncing
She winks and says she wishes she was real, I don't share the same ambitions
Abandoned buildings drape their silhouettes on the skyline
She shrinks and pirouettes upon the dash 'til it's twilight
She's enamored by bright lights and her hand points to them all
I just do my job to stop these android coup de tats
She always talks about secrets and missing truths
I just drift off to the sound of the rain as it hits the roof

2049

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

i wish... (prod. elijah who)

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.]

ALL CREDITS GO TO CLOUD MAC, HE TOOK THIS SONG DOWN AND I FOUND IT AGAIN SO I WANTED TO UPLOAD IT.

[Cloudy]
Listen to this raspy voice, yeah it’s the sound of cigarettes,
Can you hear my crappy choices by the pound, wrapped up with my regrets,
And can you hear my passed joys come out with what I express,
And are my words a vessel for all the things that I confess.

And what would you do, if I was deaf and mute,
And I had just a few, little dots to speak through.
Put them dots on the wall, if my message still was tall,
Would you answer to it’s call, would you read it till’ it falls.
No… no…I’m lucky to be in the position I am,
Lucky to carry out all of my plans,
Lucky to be able to understand you.
Lucky that English is spoke in Japan,
Lucky that I benefit from my land’s -
Past horrors, I don’t need to understand you

And every voice is different,
No such thing, as indifference,
The problem isn’t distance,
It’s just that no one will listen.
Because we all deserve the same,
Different pride, different plain,
Different lies, different names,
But we all, suffer pain. (yeah)

Listen to this raspy voice, yeah it’s the sound of cigarettes,
Can you hear my crappy choices by the pound, wrapped up with my regrets,
And can you hear my passed joys come out with what I express,
And are my words a vessel for all the things that I confess.
Listen to this raspy voice, yeah it’s the sound of cigarettes,
Can you hear my crappy choices by the pound, wrapped up with my regrets,
And can you hear my passed joys come out with what I express,
And are my words a vessel for all the things that I confess.

[Chris Wright]
Who will sing my love fast to sleep
Magazine rip my past to pieces
Ash it out, we ain’t passing weed
Trynna leave but I’m trapped in leases
Masterpiece is all I can settle for
Chain around my neck, pushing pedals more
Scared of silence so it’s always getting torn
Movie nights with a bag of kettle corn
Why is it my words that you listen to
Signals passing through simple tubes
Playin out into empty rooms
Cause on my side, I can’t hear bout all the things that are wrong
Yeah on my side, couldn’t ever find peace in one of my songs
Still on my side, you should not feel like we would ever get along
Cause on my side, all I care about’s what I leave when I’m gone

Cloud Mac - Voices (ft. Chris Wright)

Fire

prod. @ibr
mix. @ibr
art. @headhaunter

Lyrics:
Headlights passing tinged the scene with pink colors/
that painted her still life on the screens of cinemas/
doves scraped off skies like cream would sing of us/
while I stared at their bright time freezing wing flutters/
I was melting so senseless, so dead to all things/
but she anchored me to realism with her soft skin/
lent an ear to all my problems and let me crawl in/ 
with a comfort not akin to what those other broads bring/
it was autumn on the cusp of that December depression/
when inertia taught revenge as a lesson/
but it all started to unravel half a month ago/
on a halcyon Monday when a coffee mug had broke/
she was standing there with both her pale hands unmoved/ 
with fear to match her absolute shock, all paid for/
with a loud explosion of uncalculated magnitude/
and green ceramic fragments strewn across the hallway floor/
tipped with secrecy and answers like, "I'm fine/
I've just been such a klutz, I promise I'm alright"/
and she went in the kitchen, flipped the light switch on/
and I swear I saw her flicker in sync with the bulb/ 

and so it goes, when you feel the strings unravelling/
when the the skin starts crackling and all you know/
has all begun vanishing, it's all off balance and/
you fall and fall, you fall and fall/
 
Staring at blue ripples of dim light up on the ceiling/
exiting a dream, while losing count of times it had repeated/
I upheaved my face to see her silhouette in the room/
she was on her phone, the glow was firing pestilent hues/
I said something to break the ample silence/
and she spun around startled slightly as our eyes met/
the glow spiralled up like a spotlight catching diamonds/ 
as her phone plunged with a thud that was seismic/
but it didn't fumble from her fingers like she said in the moment/
I could see it crystal clear how it really unfolded/
it fell through her hands like they didn't exist/
and phased through her skin like some intricate trick/
so she broke down with sapphire tears streaming down/
she was saying she was sorry and she feared speaking out/
scared of disappearing for good in an instant/
she looked like she meant it when the weird petered out/
we talked until normality had snuck into the bedroom/
with a false sense of gravity that loves to misdirect you/ 
she started sinking quickly through the hardwood floor/
one, then two legs screaming au revoir/
I shot my hand out to catch her and felt nothingness/
a feeling that could not be captured with an simple utterance/ 
I could barely comprehend feeling my lover dissolve/
but chased the noise down the steps to see her slumped at the door/
she was pushing herself up with hands that weren't there/
tears ran down partial cheekbones with scant auburn hair/ 
and there were faint echoes of her voice flitting nowhere/
as she mouthed the words "I'm sorry", in the choked air/
it was cold, she was there and then she wasn't/
no dramatic flair and not fully aware of what resulted/  
the door swung open, I saw birds of pink colors/
for a while I stared at their time burning wing flutters/

Outgoing (prod. ibrahim)

prod. @saysooo
mix. @ibr
art. @headhaunter

Lyrics:
My mom and I would drive through half remembered places/
in forgotten times, where people wore their poorly rendered faces/
but I remember I was too young to drive/
our Ford Aerostar so I’d stare at humongous skies/
and saw where bizarre planets bore storms of gold swells/ 
as we passed the same chain of four storey motels/
and I’d nod off to the rhythm of the windshield wipers waving/
in the type of violent rain that reforms the coast’s shelf/
and the rain caught inside the van’s faint high beams/ 
simulated the appearance of engaged light speed/
we’d rupture through the corkscrewed stars in swirled steam/
to a tableau that’s warped too far, it hurled me/
to a selection of planets that intersected at random/
so we landed on one that we never meant to abandon/
but the air was too toxic for our life support systems/
so she jumped back in the cockpit and we travelled more distance/ 

Where the streetlight bulbs were bright stars/
event horizon highways where light parts/
through science fiction doorways where time starts/
in the past, no matter how long the drives are/
I saw the world refract beyond glass/
of the ’94 van in an endless expanse/ 
saw what the galaxies there had to offer/ 
it’s the ballad of the planet hoppers/

Stationed on a celestial body but I can’t recall its name/
we were studying the fauna on the arduous terrain/
but when the first drops of caustic rain had sizzled through our cabin/
we had to rush back to our ship and leave a teal deluge of acid/
we passed abandoned asteroid outposts ‘round those cluster belts/
and found cold households on the path we traveled, routing somewhere else/
then we chanced upon a space station orbiting a dwarf star/
that acted as our safe haven, soaring through the cold dark/
until the calibration sensors malfunctioned/
and pulled the station to a closer orbit and combusted/
we were flung into the darkness that transformed into a tree line/
a forest out the windows of the van that blurred on each side/
jolted in my little seat that rattled in the Aerostar/
I woke to see my mom turn the van in there to park/
in front of a house, I was both groggy/wide eyed/
as she produced a key that glinted like the starry night sky/

Ballad of the Planet Hoppers (prod. sayso !)

Soft Abuser

trying to release projects as I go… I’m a bit behind though 👀

Soft Abuser

mifye