skladbicky

Underground

C0men_aw11

all creds go to BLACCMASS

his channel
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What Clairo Sounds Like On A Drill Beat (prod. BLACCMASS)

True (prod clysm)

AJ Tracey - Hood Antics (JOSH CHRISTIAN EDIT) OUT ON BANDCAMP

Hey family, I'm back with another release. This one is for sure an absolute UK Garage banger, you'll definitely want this one for the dance floor. I hope you enjoy! Extended Mix purchase is available on the widget!
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Skepta ft. JME - That's Not Me (Radio Edit)

ｔｈａｗ　ｔｈｅ　ｇｕａｒｄ　ｔｈａｔ　ｓｈａｄｏｗｓ　ｍｅ

produced by dash vv
https://www.youtube.com/@dash8518

love y'all so much.
thank you for listening.
thank you for being here
more to come, in hopes

realistically wasting my time, and
don't claim you understand
you'll run out of road if you're way too gassed
we'll never last this
i wanna know myself 'fore i should take my life

the other side's so inviting

why you hanging 'round the wrong peers?
2D smiles but they're full of fear
i can see through the white lies
fuck a check, i ain't switch sides
matter of fact, think i'll own mine
call it wraps, called her 5 times
colon cramps, body's prolly fine
i been worse, and burnt more ties than mountains climbed
what the fuck

i hardly get any rest
when i lay me some ground
all my dreams make me sweat
well, honestly what'd i expect, i'm a tremor
who's born to make course with a crest
and since you've got room to assume,
i'll repaint the walls to a shade you once knew
but i'll say it once to conclude
it's only to falter youth

sending it down through my face to my gut
fireworks sound while i've waited enough
i ain't care much, i been down on my love shit
after effect of it damage and lunges
kicking and punching
wonder and covet
smoke in this oven i claim to be nothing
under the covers, i wake into sunder
and panic, then start to malfunction
these eyes are so indecisive
catching the sights that are so uninvited
well, anything but ultraviolet
going outside, my anxiety heightens
so i'll stay inside and be silent
minus the music and all of the crying
don't keep a snooze 'cause i'm up when the sky dim
yet prone to mute and respond autopilot

she told me that i'm smart
"i'm better than that?"
she told me i can start to feel something
she told me i could be something greater
then she left a hole inside my chest, like a crater

no one
to lend a hand
through the sawdust
in this foreign land
is this all that you want?
forever we run, even if we're not
indefinite rot
smoldered lungs while i talk

and no it ain't from the green
from birth i've been clean
but i kinda wanna be, to escape reality
no way this life was meant for me
never will i come to be fine with low expectancies
i'm fucking selfish, can't you see?
a frozen-hearted entity
thaw the guard that shadows me
too intolerant to speak
cut my lips and break my teeth
numb my limbs, but make it brief
i've got nowhere else to be
but miss the way it used to be
did you feel the same for me?

my eyes cry with the help of high life
can't you tell i repel with a fat lie
any sort of love will numb me;
numb enough to pass life
i sense two decisions
one's to splurge my thoughts and cast rhymes

it was 8 in the morning, i'm shipped like i'm cargo
heart in my chest beating out like a bongo
swipin' a scan of myself like a bar code
way past the date by some days, not alarmed though
rotten a bit, feelin' sick, sorta rank
'lil bit of soap, it could wash out the stains
i ain't been fuckin' with none of y'all lames
a couple of plays, now you thinkin' you great
this not a game, fuck a charade
pressin the keys until i feel okay
throughout the day
'till i collapse and wake up on my face
block out the sound with a video game
or something to drink
lemon and sugar remind me of fate
it's sorta sour but sweet by the grain
sweet by the grain, ay

she told me i was smart
"i'm better than that?"
she told me i can feel something
she told me i could be something greater
then she left a hole inside my chest, like a crater

by the grain [prod. dash]

tAller @nettspend_ (nyli o14 exset)

https://youtu.be/cR-fzL6-RwE
Prod Nokia Angel

Lyrics :
look at the sky i cant feel shit
im so numb i cant fake it
with the squad weve been racing
step in the club zombie flexing 



she knows one day ill be famous
fuck your boyfriend his so jealous 
he wanna be me he cant make it
shawty love me she cant face it

philli tee im so fashion
life so boring gimme some action
baby why you trynna fuck now
its cause im shinning like a diamond in the sky now

ghostface
ghostheart 
ghost everything 
i feel so blessed i can do anything 
gucci on my feet
chanel on my face
i swear im born to shine i put it on my grave

aint no time
afraid of the night
aint no time
afraid of my mind
aint no time
i get crazy everynight
aint no time
i fight to stay alive

i know i gotta make it 
only one way i gotta take it
but the pain blurs the light
sometimes its hard to fake it

Numb

ｔｈｅ　ｐｒｅｓｅｎｔ　ｍｅ　ｉｓ　ｊｕｓｔ　ａ　ｌｏｏｓｅ　ｅｎｄ

love all of you guys seriously so much.
this is the only thing  i ever want to do, and your support helps push me to continue with all of this; i would regardless, but i'm grateful to no ends for whatever kind of reception is given back. things have been seriously difficult as of late, and so all i can say is thank you for being here. thank you for listening.
shit's kinda cliche when i say that, but that cliche shit is true sometimes, and i mean it; whatever. thank you 
just the beginning 

prod @cartermetro & @vito2300 

you left (you left)
i crashed (i crashed)
now all we ever had is in the past
(it's all in the past)
i'll stay (away)
detached (from that)
until the very moment i collapse

something ain't feeling too right
losing my sight; bloodshot irises
the people i love ain't alike
give it some time, maybe my view will shift
it's always whenever you're right, they put up a fight
but i couldn't give a shit
hammered down any spite, bring out the knife
lying outside again

and my notes are filled with solutions,
that you might consider delusion
the old me is buried in ruins
the present me is just a loose end
turned off the phone for monochrome daydreams
'cause i don't give a shit if i'm wavy
i mean look at what happened to davy

making a point to you's crazy
crissin' it 'cross like an apple, how tasty
stuck in a drench, while i'm soaking in sweat
more or less i'm expecting nobody to save me
pokemon quest on the blue 2DS
nowadays i'm a wreck, and i stench what i'm craving
heart full of rust,
when the musk fermentates in my chest you can leave what you're hating

i got a pain in my neck, can't stretch it
the hurt in my voice can't be heard over message
so let's make a break where we got no connections
only direction, never perfection
when i talk to the sky, it'll always rain hail
bulimia fucking me up 'till i'm well
"the truth doesn't sell"
leave me for dead with the dread in my head and no breath to inhale

004, blunt force on the baby
there ain't a lure with the potent to save me
getting by as a passerby,
keeping lowered eyes, i'm already hazy
not that i'm lazy,
just marinating in lost time they never gave me
i'm short on breath, should i recollect
or detach, while i'm still straining
i hate that when i fall back into relapse
it's me i'm saving
what a nuisance, when i do this
you're clueless about what i'm saying
so, deuces, 'cause few stick when the roof lifts
i'm sick of waiting
got mucus on my blue lips
from fucked shit i feel on the daily

something ain't feeling too right
losing my sight; bloodshot irises
the people i love ain't alike
give it some time, maybe my view will shift
it's always whenever you're right, they put up a fight
why should i give a shit
hammered down any spite, brought in the knife
i wanna die again

my heart's open
why is my heart open
quick, gotta close it
quick, gotta close it

collapse [prod. cxrter x vito]

9090gate - Truffle (Prod @Mag)

fakemink - truffle (prod @mag)

We got out the RR
Everybody froze

Me and rosh 
Kill it
Yh you already kno
 
she a model
But she dont model clothes for me

naked on the table
she pose for me

90210 vip only
You aint ever seen clothes
Like the clothes dat is on me

If you hate me 
Come kill me

Ion owe a mf shit
Come kill me

Ion even care
If a mf feel me

Yuh at the show
everybody try film me

Yh I flow how I flow
Amphetamine

Hoes in my dm
 like crack fiends

Stopped selling crack
Cus its so nasty

But the cats need
food 
 Man I just need my money

Ion wear chrome hearts
still rocking armani

Thank God (Prod Me)

Devils horns and a halo

MUSIC VIDEO: https://youtu.be/qvaovHtrfgg?si=sUy-R2qVNIMqoPmZ
@SMOKEDOPE20166
@2016LYFE
PROD. BARTESIANWATER

LYRICS:
rip the doors off the whip
i copped this car like i got drafted
draft night 
like every night for me
im getting baskets
i told you dont wait on me
ill leave you in the past bitch
passing the blunt to all the brodies
getting mad lit

im the one who showed you
16 lyfe
you see its different when i pull through
kush my smoke and my cup full of orange juice
taylor gang but its 2016 with the dudes

2016 lyfe
you can find me in the club like every night
we gone be ok and its gone be alright
the price is right
im smokin cookies with bitches that dont know me
they done booked me but they gone have 2 show me



one of one
these pussies couldn't remake this shit
i done ran it up so quick made me believe in magic
real life griefer
i been creepin finna blow up in dis bitch
im goin loko crazy
bitch im smoking cigarettes while i piss
with bartesian in da whip
we pulled up and copped a zip
burning holes up in my pockets
cargos barely hold my wallet

Draft Night **MUSIC VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION**

right sound (vainhardt)

i've physically been able to relatively get back into releasing music like this;
recovery has been ridiculously difficult, but i feel lightyears more capable
compared to what once was, and the soul-crushing aspect of not being able to output like this is slowly but truly dissipating.

production; courtesy of @wraithontheporch 

thank you for being here, so much.
be safe out there


ignorance laced from the brain to the lips
"if it ain't worth shit, why wait to be there when it is?"
though belated of light, though faint and estranged,
though strained, no night's that blind
festered and caught in a wind,
silently ridden renewal beginnings
forgiving the spite dealt upon all i am,
i take and refrain for the cycle's expansion

i'll mention the faulty of fate,
when the frame's out of range,
have the soul act in place of a comet
to strike down upon this, enduring the promise,
mistakenly pompous, forsaken and rotten

splurging the truth yet perceived as a cheat;
guttural speech yet sewage conceived;
scour the hour once all has devoured the spirit of tone 
that i currently breathe

i'm ripping the bag,
you could swear i'm a coon with trash, being glad with the leftover meat,
but y'all are facetious to see the extent of believing, 
the moment you feel it impede
few to foresee what'll lie in the wake of a bribe,
for a mind doesn't mold what it reaps from you guys whom die and revive,
to come back as a cry, in the form of a grime with a greed

how you gonna lie when we built for the truth?
"how you gonna try what you ain't wanna prove?"
how you gonna cry outside of the booth?
lost too many times that i've slept life through
i've watched myself slipping back into blue,
i've seen defeat in the form of anew
told out myself that i'm seeing it through
told out myself that it's worth every bruise

feeling it out won't dispel,
alice was simply compelled
the bottom is treating you well,
no wonder we're now so frail;
i could use a light for the trail

scrapwork (wraithontheporch)

no more music ever again 
cover by jsavant

perc rage @idgad #excessiveonpurpose

will you still love me
when you know what I do
keep quiet for you
ill turn up for you (too much 4 me)
im too much 4 me, too much 4 ya
i just wanna take you home

you're too much 4 me, I'm too much 4 ya

will you still love me 
when you know what I do
keep quiet for you
soft hands cling onto me
fuck ur idol, literally

im 2 much 4 me, 2 much 4 ya

too much 4 ya

Allen Street by Pretty Sick
lyrics and guitar riff is theirs, performed & produced by me

allen st (pretty sick cover)

blimeydog - replicate

ft @kasyuho
prod @lediniskubelis
mix me

ii got 2 much on my mind but its fine
2 much in my system but ii think that im gon be fine
,, wat is life about
,, ii don't rlly like 2 do shit rn
so sick n tired of these bitches tht jus lie
what is life ab
all ii wna do is coutn money make big amounts
ii don't wna talk 2 that bitch cus im better now
feel like a dream but ii aint in my bed

time is of the essence w kasyuho prod kubelis

All credit goes to conducta on this one :)

Aj Tracey - Naila (Conducta Edit)

ig @ocelot_bruh
https://traktrain.com/ocelot_bruh
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#OutOfBody #25r3set #Yayoy #DogPound