pink wine ft. kurtains (p. me n him)

Will I get in?
Will I?
Will I?
Will I get in?
Will I?
Will I?
Will I get in?
Will I?
Will I?
Will I get in?
Will I?
Will I?

I am nothing but the sum of my parts
Creaky tendons, a mechanical heart
Fabric lining and a tattered twine
An oil slick toeing the bottom line

Do I get in?
Do I get in?
Do I? Do I? Do I? Do I?
Do I? Do I? Do I? Do I?
Do I get in?
Do I get in?
Do I? Do I? Do I? Do I?
Do I? Do I? Do I? Do I?

I will chase it 'till the day that I die
A solution like a trick of the light
A gaping wound in a beautiful place
Shadows crawl at a feverish pace
Nothing is all, I know
I've learned from my mistakes
A piece can't make you whole
A large conducted waste

Will I get in?
Will I get in?
Will I get in?
Will I get in?
Will I get in?
Will I get in?
Will I get in?
Will I get in?

I heard computer musicians
Don't get into heaven
They say
I can't quite fact check my source
But I've got an itch that
They might know the truth

Fuck–

Do Computer Musicans Get To See Heaven? - (Intro) (prod. thayerperiod)

be gentle with me
I break easily
didn't get enough sleep
must dream that I am somewhere else
so don't wake me

a million times I gave up trying
just repeating a cycle
now idk what's good anymore
and all the things I used to do has lost all meaning
yeah nothing's working

I wanna be the star not the sideshow
not the limbs to the body of a tightrope
greedy for the spotlight
give me more screentime
I think we're just a like;
more than we'll ever know

would you look out for me? 
don't wanna feel alone anymore
never get enough sleep
can't help that I am somewhere else
could you chase me?

a million times I gave up trying
just repeating a cycle
now idk what's good anymore
and all the things I used to do has lost all meaning
yeah nothing's working

I wanna be the star not the sideshow
not the limbs to the body of a tightrope
greedy for the spotlight
give me more screentime
I think we're just a like;
more than we'll ever know

demo I wrote last year

sideshow

distance

@burningjuly @mental @1seanbaby

silly hoe wanna bag
pretti hoe make Uu mad
duh bro this aint raf
ccp on my fit
Putumayo on my bitch
id b hatin if i wasnt rich
kno y u mad im takin ya bitch
you're insane huh
tryna touch me i BangEm
you're insane huh
tryna touch me i BangEm
bad bitch blow ha brains out
carol in my brain ya
we love off cocaine ya
burn that asphalt paint up
bad bitch tryna see Uu hurt
drugs takin a toll on my brain but
id never hurt her
hurt her her
wit that urge straight up puttin in wrk
up at night im gon go berserk
crush up crush up the perc
id never hurt her
hurt her her

spotify

carol in my brain

prod. @blxty

lyrics:

wanna leave i get it
u hate me i get it
smokin tree got me better
we gon stay together

fuck my life dont wanna wake up
if u do it gotta speak up
i get sleep so i get bands yuh
girl u dont understand nun

i dont really wanna be here that much
tell me shit about ur day girl that sucks
watch it get all in ur way its so fucked
keep my circle small its just us

ya fell in love i felt perfect
seein shadows get a little nervous
tell myself im just fucking worthless
when i call ur name i speak in cursive

everytime i fall i deserve it
i dont know its wrong its how i learned it
get some sleepwalkin yea we lurkin
keep illegal shit on my person

ya, dont say it, falling, longing, calling
gotta go all in, stalling, sobbing
used to love drawing, papers, nodding
yea bands in my wallet, flawless, haunted

flawless haunted prod. blxty

@1crusafix @deepinparis prod @resolve1k @popilization
Stream on Spotify + Get this vocal preset! https://cldxp.net
Lyrics:
I'm in that Lamb truck, 4 door whippin
Got hi-tech, just keep sippin
Out my space, astrophysics
On MySpace, she send pictures, I said
Out my face, mind your business
Spin block, my bros go senseless
Can't see you, Cartier lenses
Too poor you penny pinchin

No hand outs, ain't no pension
How you fanned out, actin different
We shoot with aim, no missin
Your beats too tame, not hittin
Why she tryna waste my time, I ain't come to your crib just for some kisses
Cut em off, he not talk dollar signs, I'm sorry but that's just business

Ain't no competition, me and my bros gon' get that gold
Shawty tryna leave then come back, bitch go reap what you just sowed
Get the racks then move on
If I wanna move right, I do wrong
Got the drank in my cup, this too strong
In the club and we been here too long

Ain't no competition, me and my bros gon' get that gold
Shawty tryna leave then come back, bitch go reap what you just sowed
Ain't tryna waste no time for real, come stay all night long
And you want what you can't have
Step out 10 racks in the tote bag

@1crusafix
Yeah, making racks, this shit my only hobby bae
If you tryna give me brain can you just do it sloppy bae
If you not gon' talk about them racks, then we can't conversate
Yeah I'm in the whip, I'm burning rubber on the interstate

Made like 20 off this shit, dumbass boy come meet this clip
I can't say too much but I been counting, I been getting rich
They be claiming that they know me, pussy I don't know you twin
That be saying that I'm guilty but you know i plead the fifth

@deepinparis
When I walk in they all really know I do this shit for real
I could smoke a million fuckin blunts before I sign a deal
I'm sorry you don't like how I'm movin, but that's just how I feel
If you don't like all the cards you're dealt, then you should spin the wheel

The things that I'm saying just to tarnish my reputation
I can't get to breaking just as long as I'm always faded
I'm so close I taste it, yuh
Was boutta give up but I'm dumb
If we're associated, why you not showing love

@cld
Ain't no competition, me and my bros gon' get that gold
Shawty tryna leave then come back, bitch go reap what you just sowed
Get the racks then move on
If I wanna move right, I do wrong
Got the drank in my cup, this too strong
In the club and we been here too long

Ain't no competition, me and my bros gon' get that gold
Shawty tryna leave then come back, bitch go reap what you just sowed
Ain't tryna waste no time for real, come stay all night long
And you want what you can't have
Step out 10 racks in the tote bag

stream on spotify!

gold w/ crusafix, deepinparis (inno, pop)

Day 4 hits with the weight of the world: The Last Patrol. This is Gothic Trap Doom Fusion. You get that VERY deep, ROUGH, wheezing male vocal layin' the law down over a heavy, slow 808 bass drone and dramatic orchestral synths. It’s the sound of the ultimate surrender—watching the darkness win from a cold rooftop. The end ain't in sight, but the fight is over.

Tag 4 trifft mit der Wucht der Welt: The Last Patrol. Das ist Gothic Trap Doom Fusion. Du hörst diesen SEHR tiefen, RAUEN, keuchenden männlichen Gesang, der das Gesetz über einem schweren, langsamen 808 Bass-Drone und dramatischen orchestralen Synths verkündet. Es ist der Sound der endgültigen Kapitulation – wie man von einem kalten Dach aus zusieht, wie die Dunkelheit gewinnt. Das Ende ist nicht in Sicht, aber der Kampf ist vorbei.

#DarkSidesOfNYC2 #NewMusicSeries #Exhaustion #Resignation #NYC #OrchestralTrap #DarkMusic

The Last Patrol

inevitable n ed hardy

7FromHeavon drops another underground wave, mixing emotional melodies with raw, relatable lyrics. This track . Perfect for late-night drives If you’re into underground rap, melodic hooks, or that new-wave SoundCloud sound — this one’s for you

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