All Out

first verse- me
second verse- https://soundcloud.com/chriswrightotj
produced by https://soundcloud.com/kamijoi and https://soundcloud.com/sunglessessystem
mixed/mastered by Dan Brown

boof lyrics:

Hot dog, I know some cold cats 
In your fridge you got cold cuts but no raps, so sad 
You ain't hungry like me I steady starve 
I keep the burner around like messy marv 
Honestly though, young boof lies a lot
No one wants a decent human being on there iPod 
Maybe a zune or a hit clip 
I know a ghetto chick that holds her hair up with a chip clip 
I'm like, your noodle ain't a bag of bugles 
And if you outta cheddar doodles then it's later boo boo 
I only liked her for the snacks in her cabinet
without variety packs the shawty average
If you got sour cream and onion you get railed quick 
But you ain't gettin shit with those kale chips 

She don't get why all I thinks about
snacks and raps and raps and snacks
She don't get why all I cares about 
Snacks and raps and raps and snacks

chris lyrics:

tallahassee
lassy sassy
juicey juice
thousand island dressing
idk the rest rap genius it

this goes to those who keep the variety packs AND the family size bags on deck when i see u imma kiss u

snack rap feat. chris wright ((prod. ninjoi. x サングラスSYSTEM))

for the girl I just fell for.

I only met her yesterday. 
She said it was nice to meet me. 
And I would've said the same 
if the floor was still underneath me, 
but I left it with that greeting. 
Though fleeting, I would’ve fallen there
if I didn't notice that I responded 
with an awkward stare.
I said, “Hi.” 
But I wanted to say, 
“Your eyes are amazing,
a maze I want to get lost in until I die. 
Like I'm sure the angels join you when you cry, 
and I'm sure they rejoice again when you smile.” 
But I'll save that for another time.
She laughs. And I can't tell if it's at me, 
or 'cause I'm actually making her happy. 
Exactly thirty seconds have past me, 
and I'm already at the flower shop,
thinkin’ if I should take these roses out or not. 
Like I've been thinkin’ way too hard about this.
I don't even need to write a song about this.
I don't wanna always have you on my mind 
but I know deep down inside

I'd walk five hundred miles 
to fall down at your doorstep.
Can't explain the feeling that you give me.
But all I know is I just want some more.

Saw her for the second time. 
She said she hopes that she sees me soon.
And I don't know what that means to you. 
But it seems to me that we've 
got something up both our sleeves 
and I think I catch a glimpse of it 
every time that you leave. 
Both of the times that you left, 
I wanted you to come back. 
And I just hope you feel the same. 
I don't mean to have you all inside my brain. 
But you've really got me chained. 
I even saw you in my dream. 
Tell me have I gone insane 
or am I just in lucky situations? 
Seein’ a girl like you 
two times two days in a row.
If you're ready to ride, 
then I'm rarin’ to go.
But let's take it slow. 
'Cause I've been thinkin’ way too hard about you.
I don't even need to write a song about you.
I don't wanna always have you on my mind 
but I know deep down inside

500 miles [prod. by mr. master]

Thank you all so much for the overwhelming amount of support, got a fun little track dropping for yall this Friday :)

additional vocals by me

feat. https://soundcloud.com/iamsamsa
prod. by https://soundcloud.com/saysooo
art by the lovely @passive155 (on twitter)
mixed by me

Lyrics:

And if every thing we thought correct
Had just got up and left
I wouldn't hesitate to take another step
In your direction
Recollectin memories we share the best ones
And I'd restart at step one for your affection
I'd get to relearn what makes you laugh and smile
And get mad scrunchin your nose and your brows
I don't know how it happened
It's like some men in black shit 
A click then a flash and now we don't know where our past went
Or what our past was
The half kiss and half touch
Some would call it bad luck 
And i ain't even mad because
I get to experience you all for the first time again
And take you on dates so we can talk about the lifes we live
And i can't wait for that first kiss 
I want it to be perfect
Even thinking bout it's making me nervous 
This is all just so surreal
I can't even begin to wait to get to know how you feel

If. .we. .would. .re. .set
I wouldn't mind
I wouldn't mind, i wouldn't mind no
×4

okay, freeze frame argument
we’re sitting on a park bench
our past is running circles through me,
I’m stuck on your arc length,
every evening we spent cheerful hangs
suspended in air
we both agreed that we ain’t working
though, we ended it there
and every sip of morning coffee you made
after i slept over or the way you slipped your 
sweater off your shoulder just to trace me through 
your supernova tattoo on your collarbones
comes floating back in monochrome, 
sheathed in a protective cover 
i’d give anything  to relive me and you in technicolor,
reincarnate months back to the party where I met you
where we dipped and watched the starlit sky then woke up in your bedroom
it’s not a second chance, you see, I want a second play-through
some way where if I fuck up I’d rewind to an escape route
and evade making the wrong choice
program every date with a respawn point
and meander through the multiverse, i’d go whatever distance
till I happen on a parallel dimension that’s not this one

If. .we. .would. .re. .set
I wouldn't mind
I wouldn't mind, i wouldn't mind no
×4

Reset, feat. samsa // sayso !

feat. @chriswrightotj
prod. by @kasperisbaked
mixed by @ibr

My lyrics:
I feel as dormant as this tiny, little fireplace/
skin cold and brittle, every single fibre shakes/ 
tucked behind the astral door that's down beside the lake/ 
I just want to sleep all night, then maybe I'll escape/
the wind that howls in no discernible direction/
under clouds that swirl in circles like a wormhole overhead/
it's been a while since I groomed, scrape frost off skin/
hoodied up, phone misplaced long lost friends/ 
I've been down, so numb to the numbness/
liquefied bones, drunk, alone in a lovenest/
where we once slept, poison ivy bed, snow blood specked/
roses pulled down by the icicles, a storm in one breath/ 
so here I sit in the cold, and I wait for it to thaw/
nothing lit, nothing rolled, I just wait for it thaw/
hear it drip, hear it all, I just wait for it thaw/
made a window to the wild and I now wait for it to call/

Is it just me or is it colder than it was before?/
soldier to the summit just to plummet, thinkin' what's it for?/
scared of coming down, like, I don't wanna touch the floor/
drink in the view, shit, I think that you can stomach more than me/
I can't tell where the ground ends and sky starts/
skeleton trees with their white bark and knife marks/
relate to snowfall, as dim as my eyes are/
lost the right parts, to build this DIY heart/
in the bright, I let the icicles melt/
drip drip down the marble statues, I've never felt/
felt, felt this relief, take a second to breathe/
and then treat every drip just like a delicacy/ 
so here I sit in the cold, and I wait for it to thaw/
nothing lit, nothing rolled, I just wait for it thaw/
hear it drip, hear it all, I just wait for it thaw/
made a window to the wild and I now wait for it to call/

Thaw (ft. Chris Wright)

Fortress of Lies

💕Retro girl type beat 💕

Something for the Future Funk/Vaporwave fans out there. Added my own twist to it, enjoy!
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Visual

Plastic Love (SOLD) | 愛

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @atwood & @chriswrightotj

Produced by: 
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Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@chriswrightotj

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Lyrics:

My girl don't know no shit about me
Said for real it's for the best you wouldn't like me
I be cold burr burr, i keep it icy
Kick yo ass to the curb, that's that Tai Chi
×2

I be stunting with some gold but it's not on my teeth
I be stunting with some hoes tryna get at my weeds
I be crazy with the flows like I'm on the high seas
Catch me singing bout the juice like I'm hittin Hi-C's
Birdies sitting on my line hoping that I might tweet
If you ask if I'm doin fine i'm like bitch I might be
I be sippin mai thai's cock in tail that dime piece
She don't fuck with Five Guys but tryna get at my meat
Oh no! That's how that shit goes though
Slow mo! Baby say she can't take no mo
Oh lord! I be praying that she won't go 
Ima go pro! We gon make a video-oh
Oh no! That's how that shit goes though
Slow mo! Baby say she can't take no mo
Oh lord! I be praying that she won't go 
Ima go pro! We gon make a video-oh

My girl don't know no shit about me
Said for real it's for the best you wouldn't like me
I be cold burr burr, i keep it icy
Kick yo ass to the curb, that's that Tai Chi
×2

Every day I be doing shit that my lady don't need to know about
Trying to get myself a couple foreigns even then I still take the slower route
All my dogs acting like birds now, they be migrating to the dirty south
It's like every time we be on a track we be running it like we was showing out
Don't need guide lines, always trynna take my time
Pitching it like a side wind, sipping on her like fine wine
Drinking slow got my mind high, she a freak no sci-fi
Anytime she need free rides, good head like Einstein,
Take a walk and rethink the way that you loving me so when you alone you on top again
You can pray to god for good company or just treat yourself and go pop a xan
Got these good girls trynna say they hot, but they never 10's like a copper can
Just taking shots for a pill chase, never feel the pain like the chopper jammed
And she so chill, independent like no deal,
No case but her phone filled, tread light like old wheels
Skinny girl but eat whole meals, kinda fake, she faux real
All I care about these days is the way she making my Soul feel, it's so trill

My girl don't know no shit about me
Said for real it's for the best you wouldn't like me
I be cold burr burr, i keep it icy
Kick yo ass to the curb, that's that Tai Chi
×2

Atwood x Chris Wright - Oh No!

I finally got a new mic so I can actually make you guys stuff while my actual studio is in storage.

Awkward

prod. @ibr
mix. @ibr
art. me

Lyrics:
I wouldn't mind dissappearing right about now/
and try to steer towards the sea to drown this strident sound out/ 
two-wheel driving on the upperside of anxious to the final stage/
while staring at the acid rain that's eating at the wiper blades/
fall out hyperspace and drift into a gas giant/
try to blame the type of plane but truth is I'm a bad pilot/ 
ads hyping sales on intimate lines/ 
half off uncomfortable sensations for a limited time/
a free involuntary twitch comes with the panic I feel/
I let my car blink in the ditch until my hands reappear/
you could say I fear it, disappear in act I, the stage is set/
worries worn to specifcations that the tailor met/ 
it says to break the glass in case of uncertainty/
the world will melt into nothing at one little button, I just have to turn the key/
see, I felt the pressure that bubbled, I know that I shouldn't have locked my knees/
I think it's stupid I told you stay calm, that's just hypocrisy/ 

There's no point in me wiping the mud off/ 
without the aplomb, my dreams are subpar, I'm in a dust storm/
while she plays a guitar and hums a love song/ 
about to see her then I wake up on a belt, leading to a buzzsaw/ 
stay to watch me melt down to fluids, stressing out, focused/
on the mouth of madness and it's chewing with its mouth open/
eyes closing, recalibrate the visor on me/
I'm heartbroken, just a valet for white Ferraris/
too panicked but it's my fault, alright I'm sorry/
see my anxiety and my calmness in a fight for glory/
prepping the white hot forks for the cold slab of meat/
keep feet kicked up in this same old atrophy/
in a taxi seat I'm making a getaway quick, in a minute I'm getting up out/ 
of the panic attack in a masterful act of defense with a method pretending I'm fine/ 
I think that I figured the minimal stress level out, settled down/
into the mouth of a blender, king panic attack, metal crown/

Blood, Dust, & Moonlight (prod. ibrahim)

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Tomorrow (prod. j'san pandrezz)

prod. @abembeats
mix. @ibr

Lyrics:
I've been in love with her, and I'm sure, she's been in love with me/
inside year or so long day dreams, it seems the deleted scenes had made up our life/
we were in freak flash floods that swept both of us off our feet, but it all/
panned out, hoping nobody seen that we made out under the rug/
had the trips to the moon and then fun in the sun, concerning us, we'd never shut up/
about one another, but-but the thing was ironic, could never quite untie our tongues/
I was drunk and honey-bee buzzed in a first class seat to ride/
upwards to fantasy you'd hear my cartoon drawn heart off-beat/

we flew over prismatic seas, surrealistic scenery/
she took my hand and began to speak of job opportunities that she reached/
she would be oh so far away from me, but I could never make her refuse/
something, that dear to her so, I told her that it was all "great, you should do it/
we'll be more than fine I will promise, cross my deflated heart being honest/
not a sob story that we were dropped in, there's just a lot here to process"/
so we talk-talked as the dust settled, watched the ceiling ripple on rose petals/
shell-shocked, watching the sun melt upon the dash, foot light on the pedal/

She took her jet-pack and she went, 
beyond the stratosphere, but still sends/
texts to me throughout turmoil
and gets a smile on my face again and again/
we're togetherish but at least we're together
and we're still daydreaming scenes/
no director in, but we film on set
even though we go and paint green on screens/
she's so far away but I feel so close to her, may just be real/
no phantom pain, but phantom pleasure and of course I'm set on making a sequel/
radioactive dirt, I could plant a seed that became a tree/
because I've been in love with her and I'm sure, she's been in love with me/

Togetherish

Lyric video out now!: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vCdNwuyB2dw

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

Lyrics:
The screen door mesh framed the prologue perfectly/
as the clouds coiled into something more serpentine/
fervently, my eyes darted back and forth to catch a glimpse/
and managed to see something land beyond the glassy palaces/
dust rippled off speakers for emergency broadcasts/
as some unmarked vehicles were circling on past/
streaming different colored tape you're not allowed through/
all the while a vivid darkness swirling in the clouds brewed/
my stomach free fell every time I craned my neck/
peering up and out the world that maybe never paid its debts/
the weather vanes were bent from winds that seemed to change direction/
on a whim, impaling pretty songbirds onto tapered ends/
it started making sense when reporters stormed en masse/
cameras forward, prying up the boards, disclosing fortunes stashed/
but it was more than that, when they switched the channel/
to a discarnate voice saying more just hit the ground/

and so plentiful rumors sprout out the weeds/
trying to get a stranglehold on the brand new intrigue/
because it came from above and shimmered when it fell/
to here, shattering the facets of an upper realm/

I saw the silhouette of consequence/
up on the hill surveying the entire continent/
as many more fell, well into a countless digit/
peppering the field of view, the seeds that grew we're now infinite/
clouds were shifting more amorphic by the second/
like a portal pouring endless gemstones on the poor and helpless/
"pandemonium" could not express the event/
as the sand dunes were melting into a mess I've never beheld/
I shut the cover of my moisture trap manually/
the rattling up above had been addling my brain from back to front/
I could barely recognize the retooled, pelted ground/
that was beaten down beneath the steel wool textured clouds/
and I sat and stared up at the thriving storm that built a scenic view/
as ragged wires of light engulfed the night so unbelievable/
the water rushed around me, the strangest thing I've ever seen/
as the open door framed the epilogue expertly/

It Came From Above (prod. ibrahim)

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