with @kill-bill-on-the-beat prod by ezekey ( @zeke-seamans )

a lesson in silence

https://soundcloud.com/bigpicklebeats on the beat, masterfully
https://soundcloud.com/boof-radley on the raps, decently


Guardin' State (prod. BigPickleBeats)

PALAVRA_E_MUNICAO

#instagram
https://www.instagram.com/p/DQQR4sXDsGT/

A Flower That Calls my Name

@xmittens

had to re-upload

now i’m a shy guy
find i
twiddling my fingers
in the corner at a party
cus i’m bored of always starting
a conservation that dies
amalgamation devices
of getting people to talk
i’m wishing that i was psychic

she fiddling on her sidekick
probably texting superman
i’m watching how she move her hands
plotting all these who’s and when’s
fuckboys conducing plans, make her lose her pants
but given the chance, I'd honestly do the same

see i’m the bitch here, you can call me louis lane
and these strangers are my kryptonite, can hardly use my brain
no tricks up my sleeve cus my cards are all in play
and she tells me that i lost
i forgot what was the game

shuffle the deck again
mumble that we best as friends
and i agree whole-heartedly
but we can be benefriends
i won’t catch feelings
was never good at sports
or paying attention; never something that i could afford

i’m broke honey
no money to buy you flowers
or take you out on a date
we can eat out in the shower
that’s a 5-star restaurant
my god, wettest spot
didn’t expect rain
next date, bring an umbrella

but none of this happens...
i’m in the corner
twiddle thumbs, just imagining
i want you bad, miss
but you will never know it cus I keep it to myself
it’s like looking at a book
trying to read it on the shelf

crack spines
see if your energies match mine
blasting for this gold, striking matches in mines
when will i feel like the goddamn man again?
panhandling
this point i’d settle for mannequins

i front, but lately i’ve been lonely as fuck
and nobody’s got my back
no one holding me up
heart beating like this meat is just as cold as the cut
same lame twiddle patterning that flows through my thumbs

it’s never done
piano like thelonious monk
i twiddle thumbs
thiago is the loneliest chump
i twiddle thumbs
twiddle thumbs


Twiddlethumbs [prod. Mittens]

figured i'd make some stuff. here's one with my good pal Jazzinuf. 

been really busy but am working on some big things. 

stay tuned and thanks for being patient for said big things. 

love,

Burney

Coffee & A Cigarette (prod. Jazzinuf)

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @chriswrightotj

Featuring:
@atwoodotj

Produced by:
@origamibeats

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@chriswrightotj

Stay tuned on our Social Media

twitter.com/offthejumpmg

www.instagram.com/offthejump

and by visiting www.offthejvmp.com/

Chris Wright - Get The Drums (ft. Atwood)

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @headhaunter and @iamsamsa

Produced by:
https://soundcloud.com/xmittens

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@iamsamsa

Stay tuned on our Social Media

twitter.com/offthejumpmg

www.instagram.com/offthejump

and by visiting www.offthejvmp.com/

i’m not your average superhero, 
i don’t wear a cape or tights
and you won’t catch me slinging webs through cityscapes, 
i’m scared of heights
i’m not your textbook superhero
i can’t levitate or fly
but if you pass the sunday crossword, I won’t hesitate to try
i’m not the type  of vigilante who goes off avenging homicides
more the kind to just correct your comma splice,
constructive criticism supervillain, yes, i’m honest when I prompt advice
but even when a novice writes I always leave my comments nice, 
leap buildings in a single bound, y’all should see the way my fingers race
through city streets of letter keys whether double or single-spaced
faster than a speeding bullet
if you’re talking words per minute
write so comprehensive each bullet loin t holds the world within it  
power like a locomotive, discipline of sage strength 
essays that I write are twenty pages past the page length 
not the man of steel but when i sit to write i’ve got no kryptonite 
as long as i’ve got coffee i can sip tonight 
call me cyclops, i’ve got laser vision page revision,
not a next-gen x-men, but i’m crazy with the red pen  
mutant when I’m writing, yes, my drafts have got evolving genes
watch me wielding clauses like I'm wolverine

I’m not your average superhero, I don't mask my voice like this/
secret identity's dull, I don't see a point in it/
I'm not out here to save the world on day/night protocols/
I just take my Pryde in sentence structure, phase right through the walls of text/
polished, read a second time, kind of like Professor X/
but I read essay lines instead of minds until they're all correct/
triple check that proper punctuation ends it/
perfect verbs with fantastic nouns like Ben Grimm/
spin webs of any size and catch a reader's attention/
nab plagiarists like flies, I write with tingling senses/
swing right overhead with lines of super tensile strength/
fingers type like streaks of light, whether past or present tense/
I arrive just in time, type more than Cyborg/
not Robin, no red or green underline eye sores/
I channel Raven, write in style of Edgar Allen Poe/
no green eyes, but tackle any beast of rhetoric that you know/
they can call me any hour, but they view it as a lesser power/
when my essays get an A on top, like Avenger's tower/
in the meantime I think I'll go into hiding/
a reckless vigilante with his helmet on, still writing/

Headhaunter x samsa - Superlative Heroes

Listen to Sisyphus I here: https://soundcloud.com/headhaunter/sisyphus-i-prod-ibrahim

There was gonna be a Sisyphus III with samsa until he retired - but we still wanted to put I and II out. Each track tells a different story.

Hook written by: @iamsamsa, art by me!

Lyrics:

I've been warpin through the fourth dimension, with no more to explore left
Toured each wormhole and vortex on my quest to just thwart death
A thousand ways to die, be it cardiac or cancer,
I travel time in hopes that some forgotten god will have the answer

I've traversed the valley of death's shadow searchin for Baphomet
In caverns where Apollo slept, I'm trackin down Nyarlathotep
Read some chapters next to blasphemous statues from magic texts,
Only two things are certain and I ain't paid my taxes yet

I've planned to see a glimpse of Panacea to bewitch her,
Intoxicatin mixtures of Rolling Rock and youth elixir
Each time I might've died, I rewind the time five days
Tryna skirt my demise and escape my divine fate

Encased in ancient Cenozoic ice - twice - but I melted.
The helmet of Hades I sheltered myself in's just a relic
Stopped by Mephistopheles - got lost in his home
Called up Yamaraja's phone and made philosopher's stones

On a first name basis with Chernabog, I've turned the clock
And urged Pandora to burn the box but it didn't work so hot
Got an ankh in my pocket, an ouroboros tattoo
Hoarded horcruxes, and I've sipped primordial soup

Implored the Four Horsemen to not be the mortal I was prior 
Sought out Orpheus but unfortunately just found a lyre
Did business with shinigami, and still continue clueless
Though I've interviewed Methuselah, listened to Anubis,
And been to every festival of death collecting talismans.
I've bribed Azrael to forget me and questioned Lazarus 
Got sacrilegious amulets and bracelets next to
Chained up phoenixes I ensared and experiment on in my basement

And at this rate I fear I've tried to find a cure in vain
Every year I age will disappear in time like tears in rain
But I've been here and there and I'll endure until my quest's complete
And desperately resist destiny as long as there's breath in me

Sisyphus 
Steady rolling boulders up the summit 
Sunday sundown watch em settle, monday sunup, watch em plummet
Yes I’m sisyphus
Static balance pebbles on the brink
Sunday sundown watch em settle, monday sunup, watch em sink

spotify

Sisyphus II

prod. @officialbiosphere
mix. @ibr
art. @headhaunter and Bamboostickk

Lyrics:
Lost here without any weapon, the fog cleared in seconds
presenting the all feared colossus of legend and folklore/
that most thought was bogus
approaching the public eye's focal point/
photos show all the valleys and peaks of the titanic features
that I can't believe, even though I stand in its company/
cursed with a jaw that won't close, coupled with two legs buckling/
it just emerged from the ocean, covered in/
seaweed and capsized boats
it's lumbering up on to shore with a great maw that roars
with the force that could take your bewildered face off/
see fissures on its teeth that secrete lava
we're all gone, just log it and jot down/
all of the things that make it too strong to kill
as it toys with the buildings it stomps at will/
they just deployed the payloads
dropping their miniature mega-tonne bombs/
halos form on the exo-skeleton
but they're barely making dents with the blows that they throw

the sun starts burning brightly
the prelude to some untimely end/
the fog recedes entirely
streets engulfed in a fiery breath/

F16's start to scream as they fly by
oil leaks out of a claw gouged tanker in high tide/
wide eyed anger and panic with 'end is nigh' signs
bright ideas run finite, you could surmise the event with a whimper/
a battle wherein there lies one victor
It's simple, we brought this upon ourselves/
the fog that held that monster that's swatting a helicopter
is the same damn fog that we thought concealed/
all our wrong doings and all evil
each inhumane action we watched unveil/
each innocent creature that we shot and killed
every little bit of malice that we got instilled/
I walk through the soft city's hard entrails
in a shadow that stretches right off the scales/
it reared its ugly head with a breath
that blew the red Horseman of Death shaped clouds asunder
with a blue shockwave too loud for the space above it/
it moved in a circle and turned to face me
I viewed upwards as my innards were whirling to gravy/
nowhere to escape it, two giant bonfires
and a mountain range of teeth in a face that seems too happy to take me/
claws ripped through storefronts, tore trucks in half
devoured planes, no airport intact/
craters created on every step's impact
sky changed to grey so fast, snapped a synapse
but no life montage chose to flash before my eyes
it's no surprise as the mouth of oblivion opened wide
I just felt the heat, in a golden light/

Kaiju (prod. biosphere)

Track one of "Make Way For Goodbyes" with @cloudmacx

Produced by: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCagmNQxlbN62BJv5b6dF8VA

Lyrics: https://genius.com/cloud-mac-and-miles-powers-ibywiwfd-lyrics

SPOTIFY etc.

IBYWIWFD

Hailing from Portland, Oregon, Miles began making music in 2016. In 2018 they became a founding member of punk-rock-inspired internet rap group @staydeadboys, and began their solo career in earnest in 2020.

Miles’ music reflects and embraces the contradictions of life and identity, of confidence and humility, of autonomy and limit, of humor and even joy in sadness. When we befriend our pain it dissipates. When we share our parallel journeys from a place of authenticity and ownership, vulnerability is a strength. Art is a spiritual practice that can be as serious or as lightweight as the moment calls for.

Miles is working on their debut album.

In their early teens Miles memorized an encyclopedia of lyrics while falling in love with the writing, craft, and conviction of artists like Big L, Rakim, and Ms. Lauryn Hill. Like many contemporaries (such as JID and Sylvan LaCue), Miles’ work centers on interpreting the spirit and sensibilities of an earlier generation of hip-hop through the lenses of modern aesthetics and of their own life and experiences.

IBYWIWFD

Miles Powers