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https://soundcloud.com/atlas
https://soundcloud.com/yori_beats

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Atwood - Excuse Me (ft. Atlas & Yori)

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@basicjo

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samsa - solo

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Chris Wright - On My Own Time (prod. Felly)

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @hheadhaunter

Featuring:
@teeawgo

Produced and mixed by: 
@ibr

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Headhaunter - Minute ft. THIAGO (prod. ibrahim)

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @iamsamsa

Featuring:
@teeawgo

Produced by: 
@bbydjinn

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@ibr

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Lyrics: 

L I double-r bayside trainline
grew up on butter chicken, a double digit waistline
stubble on my face like 
when I’m on a plane ride
people don’t wanna sit on the same side
what
 like look at me I'm harmless
I’m wearing a tank top
what could I be armed with
you can have the aisle seat
you can have the armrests  
you can have my barf bag 
this is not a bomb test
this is not a bomb test
soccer moms nervous when I'm sitting on a flight
 so brown that I’m I’d ticketed at lights
hot sauce, white sauce, yes, chicken over rice
so brown copped the ali zafar album
yes, I listened to it twice
hookah high school parties, always visited the heights
mom never let me kick it over night
on a curfew, mom wanted me to go to berkeley, 
 dad wanted me to get into islamic clergy,
chachoo said he’d work me in his diner making burfi,
“bilkul jasi ghar ke”, I was playing kirby
nightmare
dreamland,
I was watching He-man
east side queens, never talk to the police man, 
please man 

barry said that we can
tried to get it all done within a weekend
see the same dumb shh up on cspan
where the change at
strip the world down like a teen cam

and it's gone in a flash
everything solved with a bomb and its blast
long as the promise of cash is involved
no impossible task, like nah, we had no other options with that

middle east with some peace, yeah, one day
bodycams on police, yeah, one day
white punk shooting schools, they don't update rules,
cus americans in love with they gunplay

pow
someday, sunday
go to church, amen, god is the one way
anybody not on board, aw buddy we deport
we wanna be great again, do what trump say

that man is god awful, compares to none
melting pot is what makes us american
still watch during convos, parents judged
from their accents, hmm, think where we're from

latinos all hoodlums that carry guns right
criminals, rapists, selling drugs right
stealing our jobs, it ain't fair to us right
privileged cops who prepared to cuff right

hands up, but the cop scared, he bust like
pow and it's done, was nowhere to run right
one last breath from his pair of lungs
from that night he was trying his errands done
nice

all hail the monarch, the pharaoh king 
about to diddle in the East like the Arab Spring
it’s embarrassing, let’s ban refugees huh?
I just want a slice of that New York Pizza
I’ve even got a shirt saying “I love Isa”
I drew a little picture of you on my Visa
O Great Conquista-dor
more the type to visit moms on the eastern shore
than a villain on a felony police report
ain’t you heard it’s impolite, watchu eavesdrop for
phone tap, PAT act, what a turn of events 
MAGA turning time back, made em’ yearn for the past tense
gave lady liberty, an urn full of ashes
a term full of facists, a cabinet of flammable gases,
burning our flag with alternative facts
now we turning our backs to the masses
fake news, false reporters 
build a wall on the border with caulk and mortar
not law and order, turn a circus to a theme park
even if you got a ticket and a green card,
america, the darling, the america, the sweetheart, — the police state
from the bronx to the verrazano freeway
middle east, russia, terrorism three-way
mom doesn’t know if she should feel safe, never used to lock doors 
now we check the key fob, now she goes to J Crew, never wears the hijab,
now we make our own chai, never hit the sweet shop,
abbu think we got bugs hidden in the sheetrock,
ammi think I ought to get myself a real job,
too afraid to protest, all we do is read blogs,
never do we bleed out, all we do is treat clots
all it is is foreplay, never hit the g-spot

samsa - burfi ft. THIAGO (prod. bbydjinn)

Off The Jump Presents a new single by:
@hheadhaunter
@chriswrightotj
@atwoodotj
@toccimc

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Off The Jump - Newspeak

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @chriswrightotj

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

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@ibr

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Chris Wright - Lil Momma

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @iamsamsa

Produced by: 
@yungmai

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@ibr

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samsa - driftwood

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @atwood

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

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@ibr

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Lyrics:

Back seat
With a nasty
Yuh.
Cover girl
I'm just being blunt
She likes rolling til her toes are curled

Passing
Yeah we classy
Check.
This material
On the way up
We be goin to another world
×2


On the way up
On the waaaaay up, with you
×4


You told me you were different
Not the same inside but the same image
Not the same set of eyes that i lay witness 
The change that you made is it the way that you framed finished
I could've stayed in it
You didn't want to
Now I'm breaking all these old habits like junk food
Now I'm waiting for the slow pass that'll come through
And until then i guess I'll just do what i want to

On the way up
I could see the faces
I could see the make up they paintin onto the changes
I had found myself on the way I'm glad he could make it
I'm happy to say that
I always knew i could handle changes 
I used my brain you played with Saint Laurent
Instead of bandaids you used Louis Vuitton
You knew he was onto something 
Even though he was off
He on the way up while you hangin at the beauty salon


Back seat
With a nasty
Yuh.
Cover girl
I'm just being blunt
She likes rolling til her toes are curled

Passing
Yeah we classy
Check.
This material
On the way up
We be goin to another world
×2


On the way up
On the waaaaay up, with you
×4

Atwood - Back Seat

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @chriswrightotj

Featuring:
@atwoodotj

Produced by:
@origamibeats

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@ibr

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Chris Wright - Get The Drums (ft. Atwood)

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @iamsamsa

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

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@ibr

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Annotate this song on rapgenius: https://genius.com/Samsa-cuttlefish-annotated

Lyrics: 

i wish i had your colors
i wish i had your colors
and your second sheet of skin


I was the camera shutter
you were the camera flash
you dressed in camouflage
  I- I wore pajama pants


I was a manatee
you- you were a cuttlefish,
i moved in cavalcades, lumbering
you could choreograph a ballad in the muscle tissue of a subtle twitch
masquerade as something other, make your outer colors switch
i was sculpted out of slate, you grew out a floral wreath
i had dorsal flippers, you had tentacles and plural feet
and twisted past the crevices and left me by the coral reef 

bereft of thought, left abroad
always acted like you spoke the breath of God
concrete cephalopod
of course you couldn’t let me in
coagulate your casing when I touched you with my ventral fin
polaroids with exes, you had emerald skin, several tints
watched your soma shimmer when you texted him
i’ve seen all your colors fade, it’s me that you’ve lost interest in
beige or blue at home but you could toggle through a range of hues
flash an orange smile to men that you were just a stranger to
never was a creature that you couldn’t change into, 
nothing complicated for you mimic octopus, what can’t you do 
stage yourself an angelfish, change to an electric eel,
arrange yourself in halo rings, conduct a charge of sex appeal

never knew if you would give me voltage or a spark,
me, a goldfish at the surface, you would puncture through the dark
as you were coming, never knew if you were dolphin or a shark
when you pulled your disappearing act and cast me your good-byes
i would ask you why you’re leaving, you would mask it with your lies
selective memory, forget the good, remember when i fucked shit up
hold onto regrets and petty arguments with suction cups
bioluminescent, you would find me if try and hid
giant squid feelers, venom lion fish fins

when you pulled your disappearing act and cast me your good-byes
i would ask you why you’re leaving, you would mask it with your lies
practiced master of disguise, go and blast me with your dyes
inkjet smokescreen me with mascara from your eyes

i was nothing like you; i was colorless, maladroit
i saw us as lovers, not as color-coded data points
on some sort of a lab report, i tried to become you
change my patterns often and take us back to what we had before
but i could never do it, you could see through my chromatophores
control me with your colors, what’s a sea cow to a matador 


you- you were a darter fish
facelift artifice
garter snakeskin scales
shapeshift cartilage


I was the camera shutter

you were the camera flash

you dressed in camouflage

I- I wore pajama pants


I was a manatee

you- you were a cuttlefish,

i moved in cavalcades, lumbering

samsa - cuttlefish

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @hheadhaunter

Produced by: 
@fausuto

Mixed by:
@ibr

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@iamsamsa & @chriswrightotj

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Lyrics:
I've been on pagoda rooftops under distant moons/
blue and yellow sneakers dangle - argent ships with twisting fumes/
I've been removing my shadow with this rusted claw hammer/
I've been defusing these battles, over chunks of dark matter/
I've been stuck halfway down in the rabbit hole/
to find who famously framed him for payment, accident prone/ 
I've been blowing these kisses to dim-lit figures of death/
I gargled this tincture and lingered like its signature stench/
I've been chilling in the stomach of the dogfish I've been hunting/
for a month with welcome company of matches and a bucket/
I've been fucked, under the diamond filled rain with a faulty umbrella, under the weather/
telling myself I deserve better than wandering nowhere with pointless vendettas/
foot in blender, brain in the oven another night/
wring my bones out, hang my skin up in the sun for it to dry/
I've been outside, is this acid or rain?/
I spent life savings on cartographers to map out my day/

Every night, I've been so far out/
haven't lifted up a single finger, lounging in the clouds/
every night, I've been so far out/
with my jewel encrusted bones, my weathered skin was never found/
x2

I've been under arctic ice inside the cryogenic chamber/
deadbolt, then I locked it twice and had the dial for set for "later"/
I've been on the roof with turtle dove in hand/
the heavy rain on slant and half a life to span to love and laugh/
I've been flung on no name brand inertia/
through the wormhole, where's there's about, zero planets fertile/  
I've been burned up, coughed up out the lungs of reality/
balancing on palisades, been actin strange, no one's been after me/
but I wear this paranoia on my sleeve like it's in  style/
I swear there's cotton candy coloring that's dying these clouds/
I've been, lying around like I said this square is a circle/
(that's dumb as fuck), that's the stuff that I've been scared to revert to/  
so I've been cradling this brain with utmost care/
locked away behind the door that's up those stairs/
I've been right here, just barely out of reach/
a two eyed light-year stare, while the galaxy is sound asleep/

Headhaunter - Long Time No See

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @hheadhaunter

Produced by: 
@ibr

Mixed by:
@ibr

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@ibr

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Lyrics: 
Listen to me, please, I hate to open with this news/
but I'm not just not one you've seen without those rosy tinted hues/
the truth, I'm holding with a spoon.. I'm no knight in shining armor/
I don't dive inside the darkness, you won't cry goodbye on harbors/ 
and no tears for the dearly departed, never existed/
I've been so weird in the fear of the awkward tension that's building/
the ceiling feels so low, and the spacing out is permanent/
the waning sounds of words you spent are racing out the firmament/ 
I'm sure you meant well, I turn deaf and blind on a dime/
with nickel plated skin I doll her up to hide her inside/
I find a good time in excess, this scumbag only holds sewage/
skull inside the clouds, the sky, headbutt a brand new hole through it/
so I can hibernate, draped in vines that hide the state/
of mental wellness, never felt this place, slide out and drive away/ 
behind me, off the lot Ferrari's, crash, jam packing the ditches/ 
as this arsonist takes his shelter at more flammable bridges/

I'm not being insincere, you can - you can do much better than me/
(scumbag blues)the truth is that I'm nowhere near the person you see/ 
I'm just a sliver of the subject at hand/
a dumb, disembodied head that's buried under the sand/

There's no message to decode, I'm just a piece of shit/
it's no secret in sequences that repeat ad infinitum/
I don't mean to be overly dramatic, no over seas combatant/
peeling back the scabs that form up there, in hopes you see the damage/
I just want you to know that I'm prone to phoning it in/
with the bones so broken I folded them so they poke through the skin/
so you could nurse me back to health, self-arsonist/ 
I took my jarred brain off the shelf, melt all of it/
there's no mask or make-up, make believe man made myth/
or exaggeration painted in a bad light, you can't fake this/  
I'm a dick, I've got a slew of better things to do/
than try to win your heart, plucking on those little strings in tune/
one millimeter fuse, I ride a cannonball to work/
an anti-social loser doomed, to pack and travel in reverse/
lungs full of green-ish fumes that wilt the plants, you shouldn't breathe/
just completely forget about this, you're too good for me/

Headhaunter - Scumbag Blues (prod. ibrahim)

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @chriswrightotj

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@ibr

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Lyrics:

When I'm on my own I got problems with myself
Got pictures on my phone I won't show nobody else
I'm addicted to the poems like a needle and a belt
I got women for the night that been hiding on my shelf
I could take you out in daylight, wouldn't feel ashamed
Planning like a play write, put you on a stage
If you never really cry why your eye look so inflamed
Not a fan of all the pride you got running through your veins
But everybody got a couple flaws and that's ok
Sent a pic to me your mamma wouldn't like while on your break
Lady ain't you got a job, I know you ain't gotta shake
But if you got what you snap chatted, I know it it ain't fake
Yeah, she just start to laugh, told me "baby, oh you back at it"
Nowadays my pocket feeling kinda like a cash-caddy
Mixing up a drink and you calling it some bad magic
You said you weigh 120, is that with the back added?
Yeah yeah

Take your camera out you gotta film this
Yeah, I just graduated to a real bitch
Now everybody wanna know what the deal is
I just made a plan in my mind and I built it
I'm hanging outside
I'm hanging in the daylight
X2

Yo fuck graduating, think I'm about to fucking ghost
Feel like stay puft working on my taikwando
And I don't wanna bide my time by coasting
I'm trynna get a rarri with a flag on both ends
Would you still down if it don't start
Singing you to sleep every night like I'm Mozart
Waking on the highway swerving in a go cart
Lean with it baby if we going for the gold star
You said I need someone who can tell me when I'm tripping
Take you round the world, 80 days of me filming
They say word is bond, but they betting on the villain
Never been a pawn, I got way too many children I made you,
You ain't got a birthright, you just get a ghost write, 
candle over wax like you burning vinyl lofi
Pander for a cap like your falling out a cold nine
Handle on a plaque, grinding teeth for a co sign, yeah

Hook

Chris Wright - Daylight

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

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https://soundcloud.com/xmittens

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@ibr

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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

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @headhaunter

Featuring:
https://soundcloud.com/boof-radley

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

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@ibr

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Headhaunter - Two Women (ft. Boof Radley)

Off The Jump Presents a new single by https://soundcloud.com/headhaunter

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

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https://soundcloud.com/atwoodotj

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Headhaunter - Sunbeams

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @atwood

Stay tuned for Sunday, we have a surprise for everyone

Produced by:
@peterkuli

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@iamsamsa

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Lyrics:

On the HUSH side
Oh my
I dont think you know just what we do
I'm tryna feel that rush I-
Love, i
Wanna see if me and you can groove
×2

Bring it bring it bring it bring it back to the bass (low)
What I'm facing, I'm gon check like a pay stub
Got me pacing, patience, man it ain't none
Ima say something, real smooth, lemme lay it up
Like t-tell me honey how do ya do
I snowball with the bunnies yeah I'm playin it cool
I stay dumb like my homie got me playin a fool
Said, "waiter the food I got it."
And we paid it in full
Shit
Now I'ma ask ya what to do real quick
Just stay calm, feel the song and then move like this
And do like this real smooth like this
A nice night for some life yeah ima live it too right quick
Said
Now if yall is in the mood then quick!
Let's get along til tomorrow and just shake those hips 
And play those chips and take that risk
I might try for the night yeah that's just how I do like this

On the HUSH side
Oh my
I dont think you know just what we do
I'm tryna feel that rush I-
Love, i
Wanna see if me and you can groove
×2

When it's. . time for fun this shit stay top
Gotta put in work like a push up pop
Lil mama on the floor like she hit that drop
Ima break that off like a kit kat bar
Dosey doe she. .call me lucky 
Baby girl be a doll like the bride of Chucky 
Huh
No, your other man he can't touch me
And i know shorty she don't give a damn said she gon uh me
How-how you gonna do like that
Huh
Where you came from with them moves like that
Yuh
Ima say something n then move right back
And groove like that, she never seen a dude like that
Ay
Gettin hot but my cool in tact
I slide slide to the right cuz I'm cool like that
I vibe vibe out tonight im in a mood like that
So just HUSH come and dance and do do do like that

(Ayy tell me how you do like that)
On the HUSH side
Oh my
I dont think you know just what we do
I'm tryna feel that rush I-
Love, i
Wanna see if me and you can groove
×2

Atwood - Hush (Like That)

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @headhaunter

Produced by: 
@knowmadicbeats

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@ibr

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Lyrics:
You can find me at the noodle house in neo-Tokyo/
while slurping ramen unaware they're hunting me, I'm on my own/
and coping with the fact I've got a four year life span/
as vangelis synthesizers set the mood, I'm feeling typecast/
an android on the run where every minute is precious/
a constant ringing in my ear, the opposite of a deathwish/
pass crowds of neon umbrellas to run through dimlit streets/
I turn the corner to find myself playing parts in different scenes/
standing somewhere in Texas near a drug deal gone wrong/
with a suitcase full of cash and all the dealers long gone/
I take money the home, but unbeknownst to me, a bounty on my head/
ignore the phone that's ringing, 'fraid of being tracked down by the feds/
and that coin flipping villain with a captive bolt pistol/
stash the cash inside a motel vent and nap alone 'til the/
phone awakens me taking me to another scenario/
there's a green tint on everything, windows look just like emeralds/
a rotary phone in the room, but I refuse to pick it up/
there's Agents knocking down the door, I'd rather lose in fisticuffs/
they break right through, the bullets fly in slo-mo at me now/
I brace for impact but the whole program goes crashing down/ 


I shook the sand from my head/
a different environment, but still I'm stranded again/
rumbles in the distance, a convoy on the horizon/ 
of nonsensical vehicles with weapons promising violence/
now I'm hopping inside this modified Pursuit Special/
kick up orange dust and heat up this black-turned blue metal/
rip across this wasteland, in our cars with crude frames/
as crazed men shoot large harpoons and play guitars that spew flames/
I take a detour, aiming for that nuclear sandstorm/
I'll more than willing to lose them, can barely steer, hands torn/
from off the wheel, damn, the winds are harsh, the day is lovely/
car lifts up, from off the ground, I get thrown away from something/
I don't wanna face, wake up in a Subaru WRX/
I'm hard pressed to not stress about the subterfuge/
parked outside a bank, I'm the perfect getaway driver/
turn the ear buds up until that ringing melts away finally/
I can breathe, plan to leave and drive into that sunset/
turn over a new leaf, rewind and start it up fresh/
to some opening credits, a bright and flashy title card/
but first I have to answer this phone even though I don't want to-/

Headhaunter - Call Back Later

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

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

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!

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @headhaunter

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

Additional Vocals by:
@atwood

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@saintkales

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Lyrics:
I just want to take you in my flying car/
chase that perpetual sunset past synthetic bio-farms/  
take you to vast varieties of beautiful environments/
excluding all the man-made landscapes, I just want/
lakes, rivers and a stretch of forest rolling hills, and so on/
we'll pull a U-turn, charging forward faster than a photon/
I've planned the whole thing out, there's just some final adjustments/
made to ion combustion chambers that fire without fussing/
saved a bunch of money working part-time jobs throughout the week/
searched the archives at the thoughts that there's escape routes that aren't seen/ 
skirt the tall tides past the sea walls in my car and breathe the air/
let the mist speckle the windows, smell the salt then leave from there/ 
wait, we should walk through hubbubs in the downtown bustle/
stained, with brine on our clothes and seek out closed down tunnels/
take flight away from here, and when our plan is perfected/
you should pack our bags and I'll destroy the tracking antennas/ 

We should both fly far away/
we should both fly far away in my car/
we should fly through the grey mist, and places we hate/ 
make a daring escape and then find a fresh start/

I just want to save you with my flying car/
fuel, burning clean and this machine is free from idle parts/
two, butterfly doors and seat warmers for the trip/
police warnings enforcing strict policies again/ 
true neon lights illuminate the bulk of this town/
there used to be a hint of guilt, I don't feel culpable now/
soon we'll be bursting out the city limits, swerving down/
further south to pretty districts we heard of from word of mouth/
zoom-zoom, my race car dips beneath the sea wall turrets/
a faint dot glitch on radar blips to see this epoch curtained/
you and I are leaving tonight at midnight sharp/
blue electric engine jolts jump in thin bright arcs/    
it's finally our time to fly outside of the kingdom/
we've been in sealed in our cells all interlinked and convinced we're imprisoned/
while I tinkered with this plasma propulsion engine/
that was then and this is now we're flying out of this bedlam, we're gone/

Headhaunter - Flying Car

Off The Jump Presents a new single by https://soundcloud.com/ibr

Guitar by:
https://soundcloud.com/man_huh

Cover Art by:
https://soundcloud.com/ibr

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ibrahim - primrose

Off The Jump is proud to present a new addition to the family: https://soundcloud.com/noeldac

Produced by: 
https://soundcloud.com/denz-16

Mixed by:
https://soundcloud.com/denz-16

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@saintkales

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RYCE - Girl Next Door

Off The Jump is proud to present a new addition to the family: @rxsesmusic

Produced and mixed by: 
@rxsesmusic

Additional Vocals by: @atwoodotj

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@saintkales

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RXSES - Youth

Off The Jump is proud to present a new addition to the family: https://soundcloud.com/whyandotte

Produced by:
https://soundcloud.com/whyandotte & bert

Mixed by:
https://soundcloud.com/whyandotte

Cover Art by:
@saintkales

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Whyandotte - The End of the World As We Know It

OFF THE JUMP ALBUM  12.31.17

Vocals by:
@chriswrightotj
@noeldac
@atwood
@headhaunter
@ibr
@toccimc

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

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@biskwiq

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Lyrics:

[Hook: Chris Wright]
On the bright side I got all this money in my pockets now
Had to cop a PayPal card just to get it out
I don't even know like half these people they just come around
But if they start to talkin all that noise Ima shut em down

[Verse 1: RYCE]
Talk that noise ima push you to the side
F out my dms I'm just tryna live my life
You can not compete with me I stay cold bruh
Venomous benefits I'm meaner than king cobra
Excellence prevalent like Jehovah but I'm holier
Dripping flavor skipping haters I'm racing for the gold
And I'll never fold burning vivid like the stars now
You can not catch up to me

[Verse 2: Atwood]
Like skrr
Vroom vroom say bye to bitches
On the brighter side I got a lighter in me
You got pints of henny and designer linens
I got fire in me that been shining silly like, damn, chill
Hit em with a Advil
Headaches, yeah man how does that feel
Hand shakes my way on some dap shit
Bet you mad still broke bonds like a bad deal
Get a tad real and you backing away
Shit I'm still the old me like from back in the day
You know lil AP with the laugh in his face
Your whole crew got me dead like I'm passing away
Ay, I never looked away from the flashing lights
Look em in the face til the grave and they have me like

[Hook] (x2)

[Verse 3: Headhaunter]
I don't ruminate in shade I just cast it all
I heard the light that's burning twice as bright lasts half as long
An astronaut planting flags in binary stars, write more than Asimov
Priceless oil painting portraits of me line the palace walls
Protagonist of film noir, self proclaimed lady killer
Tinder match with femme fatales, forgo friendship, fake the feeling
Fabricated synergy, these strangers speak in white noise
But I can silence them by pulling digits out this bright void

[Verse 4: ibrahim]
Flippin samples on a week night
Lit by candles and street lights
From watchin the stars to a shot in the dark
Now everything seems bright, yeah
Neon signs inside my eyelids till the break of dawn
Your fav emcee is payin me for makin beats I'd slay him on
Talkin noise we ain't gon hear em
I been with my gang like Akira
Block em out like Rothko paintings when they try to slide inside my DMs
No sleep writin out 9th chords with bass notes and the sound of synths
I breathe life into cyborgs with an inkstone and a fountain pen like yuh

[Hook] (x2)

[Verse 5: Tocci]
Is it heaven or hell boy
The family's in jail boy
You gotta get the money so you posting their bail boy
Gotta have the crib or you stuck as the bell boy
If you're really bout your shit then there's nothing to tell boy
Like are you a dreamer boy
Or are you the cleanest boy
Catch me with the pack we be whipping in beamers boy
Fuck your noise
I be flexing with the head phones
She be sneaking, no touch tone
Really out when the suns low
See the scoobies then you ruh-roh

[Verse 6: Chris Wright]
Uh oh don’t testify
Put a dog in the pen like you set to fly
Ops shooting like, who alive, best to die
So I put aside you and I’m next to ride
Take a good long look, I don’t do no photos
Put a hood on with a few new logos
Set a mood wrong but I still lose polos
Drop a loose song cop a place out in soho
Aviators on with the retrofitted sakura shades
I’m really out lost in waves
Can’t bounce on a beat, that’s Austin’s way
But I’m still here trynna boss up my wage
Need payment bitches I don’t rap for fun
Future bright like a catholic nun
Fragrance on me when I spilt the rum
Flagrant with it, we just hit it and run

[Hook]

High Beams

Bright Side (prod. Kevmo)

We hope you enjoy High Beams, our end of the year album and a culmination of our efforts in 2017! This is our thank-you to all of you for sticking with us for 52 weekly singles, and our way of ending them with a bang. Stay tuned for more cool stuff in 2018, and happy new year!

Vocals by:
@atwood
@whyandotte
@chriswrightotj
@headhaunter

Produced by:
@rxsesmusic

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover art by:
@biskwiq

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Lyrics:

[Verse 1: Atwood]
I got eyes on my team
I locked eyes with my demons
Yo bitch all in my DMs
We been icy all season
Hit the salt with some season
I aint old bitch I'm seasoned
Leave her whole body seizin
Think I'm Rome with the Cesar
Yo bitch all in my diems 
No carpe 
But today she be seizing
Jump off the deep end
And I'm swimming in all of this salt water got ahead for a reason
All these crustaceans
They dont get what they want so they clicking they claws tryna pop off some shit for no reason 
Cuz it's easy
Swear this shit right right here leave you sea sick
I got buzz, light light years on some eons
We be eatin
Yeah that seasoned

[Bridge: Whyandotte]
I'm here to dismiss all your myths baby
Come and take a sip
What it look like
What it look like

[Hook: Chris Wright]
Can't you take what I provide, it's still no lies
All this silly switching sides, you got no ties
You just wanna pick a fight, but I'm alright
Why we do this every night, girl this ain't right

[Verse 2: Chris Wright]
I should not be so snappy
Push too hard they might tag me
Gone too long she get crabby
Skip on out like I'm laggy
Pants are tight but she baggy
I can’t help but be braggy
All they faces been sagging
Tail end busy still wagging
Why they hop on my wagon
Ain’t no cigs but I'm zagging
She on Billbo(ard) like Baggins
Maybe zip it like has beens
Why you look like you fasting
My team got what you imagine
What we on we ain't passing
The girls you see we ain't cast them
They just showed up with a smile on so they piled all in my cabin

[Bridge]

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Headhaunter]
Bright moonlight just bled through,
Wake up girl your rent's due
Gift shop past my bedroom
Beyond the pools of Redbull and spooled up mementos
Still hear last night's echoes
Moans that might crescendo
Don't pretend you're special
Just phase out through the threshold
Walk of shame while spectral, it's overlooked like redrum
I head to a quote-unquote friend's house
High tech and low life, I burnt out my cellphone
Multiple codewords and photos were sent through
She went and took out my noodle like bento
Slurped it all up while she bobbed in tempo
I redline out to get gone and head home
Binge watch some seasons of Office, meltdown
Outta momentum

[Bridge]

[Hook]

Season (prod. RXSES)

We hope you enjoy High Beams, our end of the year album and a culmination of our efforts in 2017! This is our thank-you to all of you for sticking with us for 52 weekly singles, and our way of ending them with a bang. Stay tuned for more cool stuff in 2018, and happy new year!

Vocals by:
@chriswrightotj
@headhaunter
@atwood
@toccimc
@noeldac

Produced by:
@kevmomusic

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover art by:
@biskwiq

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Lyrics:

[Verse 1: Chris Wright]
My chain doesn't last long in the south
Yeah, that's why they just keep they ice in they mouth
Yeah, flow too cold see my breath coming out
All these lil boys rapping like they still got clout
But, I came stole it in the night like I just went out for a little bit, aye aye
Might just give a man doubts like I'm wearing all green, said riddle this, aye aye
My fans pull up on yours and it's looking like prom night's middle kid, aye aye
Fight for the gold on my chain like I done just boxed some Olympics shit, aye aye

[Hook: Chris Wright]
You can take my chain, just don't take my life
Ain't nothing gon change if I just recite, all I'm saying
You can take my chain, just don't take my life
Trynna get this fame 'fore I miss my ride, that's all I'm saying

[Verse 2: Headhaunter]
Ain't no weak links in my chain, I'm like a jewel draped M.C. Escher
Found the benefit of gold but don't bend to pressure
Never fed up when I'm broke, always empty vendors
Pulled up in a nuclear vessel, with some daisy chained icebergs like brr
Fashion a board out of precious metals, on the rainy days I surf I'm burnt
From the glow that radiates off this bitch
Ball out with this chain like I'm sure I'll starve
Walked 'round that large maze, minotaur and all
Fall out from the 52 bombs we dropped right on 'em
I threw that fresh albatross off deck, got a new chain 
It's an ossified ouroboros on this new thang 
With the butane torch that I'm using, burn cream like a brûlée need a fuel tank, boom bang

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Atwood]
All I'm saying bring the alizé in
Celebrating like thank God we made it
One day.. wu-wu-one | it's gon happen one day
Runways, just for us we be off the PJ
These days, looking good you can find me cheesing
Green Bay, I be packing up
My chain is tucked
I grab my stuff
And don't front yall be acting up
They jack our stuff
But they aint us!
I dont really got no time for shitty biters, bye bye bitches i needa get it and go!
Diamonds with me keep my guys all litty we be shining silly like some glitter and gold!
I'm gon glisten like the lights in cities all the signs I'm seeing make me think we gon blow
Wobble wobble chain so cold it's a problem so keep yo hands off it you know it hang low! Yeah

[Hook]

[Outro: Tocci, Ryce, & Atwood]

Gold on my neck
Gold on my neck
(Like I got medallions)
Gold on my bitch
Gold on my bitch
(She just want some ice yeah)
Keep it Dalai Lama 
Keep my peace on
(You don't want no problems)
Rockin fake gold
We don't need dat
(I got all I wanted)

Gold on my neck
Gold on my neck...
(Gold gold)
Gold on my neck
Gold on my neck...
(Gold gold)
Gold on my neck
Gold on my neck...
(Gold gold)

Chain (prod. Kevmo)

We hope you enjoy High Beams, our end of the year album and a culmination of our efforts in 2017! This is our thank-you to all of you for sticking with us for 52 weekly singles, and our way of ending them with a bang. Stay tuned for more cool stuff in 2018, and happy new year!

Vocals by:
@atwood
@toccimc
@headhaunter

Produced by:
@mindbodyandbeats

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover art by:
@biskwiq

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Lyrics:

[Hook: Atwood]
Ever since a toddler all I ever wanted was that condo in the hills 
Popping bottles with some boujee models sub zero all on my wrist
Zeros all on my checks
One zeros all in my bed
Zeros all on my checks
One zeros all in my bed

[Verse 1: Tocci]
Little boy had a dream
Teeth looking like Himalayas
Paul Wall flexing with my mouth 
Wrist flicking like tennis players
Business maker, innovator
Trick flipping been a skater
Witness hate anticipate them 
Give em all that Cena flavor (Fuck You)
Since a kid hit that bunny hop
Stunning bitches, let them bunnies hop
They ain't bout it unless the moneys hot
Told my pops I'm not afraid of Ops
Sunny days but the shades is off
On her knees make her pray to god
Play it raw really what you take me for
They been thawed,
Ever since a baby boy..

[Bridge: Atwood]
I want ice ice ice ice ice ice ice ice ice ice AGH!

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Headhaunter]
Fill up my cup to the rim, yeah I'm bout that 
Ice in my IV drips to my soundtrack
Truant since birth, so I skip, bitch I out class
Lose at Tetris since a kid, son I count stacks
Never want minimal doses, I want all that
Prawns fed to me by sex symbols
Gimme the diamonds all gold dipped, if I'm honest 
Wanting a fleet full of stretch limos
Doing this shit for the zeroes that I gross
And I vomit up everything in the cold and I'm so
Confident I'm building up 'til I'm froze and I go
For the warmth at the end of the rainbow to go home with
a ruby tipped sceptre, diamonds for pleasure
Emeralds in a box, ice for December
Want the sub zero, but try not to venture too far in the cold I already froze

[Bridge]

[Hook]

Sub-Zero (prod. mindbody&beats)

We hope you enjoy High Beams, our end of the year album and a culmination of our efforts in 2017! This is our thank-you to all of you for sticking with us for 52 weekly singles, and our way of ending them with a bang. Stay tuned for more cool stuff in 2018, and happy new year!

Produced by:
@ibr
@whyandotte

White Roses Interlude (prod. ibrahim & Whyandotte)

We hope you enjoy High Beams, our end of the year album and a culmination of our efforts in 2017! This is our thank-you to all of you for sticking with us for 52 weekly singles, and our way of ending them with a bang. Stay tuned for more cool stuff in 2018, and happy new year!

Vocals by:
@chriswrightotj
@headhaunter
@atwood
@noeldac

Produced by:
@whyandotte

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover art by:
@biskwiq

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Lyrics:

[Verse 1: Chris Wright]
I need an hour everyday just to fucking escape
And three after that just to fuck and to skate
All these mofuckers talking like there's something to say
Until my words be the shit with which I buy my estate
I got a full plate of greens where my chocolate dessert
Enable all these little fiends when I'm dropping a verse
I need to hear you people scream, like I hopped out a hearse
But I just took the fucking stage, ain't got time to rehearse
So we gone do it all live, feel the umph in my vibe
We hit a drive thru at 2 am, but she just want fries
Don’t want deal with no attitude bitch I'm trynna get high
So take yo skinny little ass and get the fuck out my ride

[Hook: Headhaunter]
We just dine and dash-dash once we get our food
Fries up in the bag-bag with the diamonds too
Birds come for the crumbs that spill onto our fucking shoes
We want fat-stacks - empty stomachs, dine and then we dash-dash
(x2)

[Verse 2: Atwood]
I said as long as my bitch stay cold
Ima be icy with it
Long as my wrist stay froze
Ima be timely with it
Do it for the glits and gold
Ain't got no time to scrimmage
Got this shit in the bag
Just like some Tyson chicken 
I got business 
Sampling the flavors of all types of women
Costco living, connoisseur compliments they think I'm delicious
High percentages in my charts now 
It's kinda realistic
I been feelin like anytime now this shit gon flip up-side down
On some Will Smith shit
I got heights I'm hittin
A lot of nights been spent to write I've grown accustomed to the lights
And now I'm feelin like...
Yeah something nice how I flutter like synths
I'm getting sprung like the time where the butterflies is
Shit, I want it nowwww like the present tense, I'm off

[Hook]

[Verse 3: RYCE]
R Y C E, the chosen one you know me 
I be zooming cross the stars like I'm Obi-Wan Kenobi
Keep it mean like a beast I'm causing hell up in your life 
Kill the scene I'm a beast like beauty belle up by my side
But I'm popping off
Not a single living thing can stop a boss
Take a loss
Catch my name in the hall of fame like I was Randy Moss
I be flexin with the ice like nigga peep the frost
I be flexin with the swag like nigga peep the sauce
Thank god he keep me lifted
From every demon wishing I be grounded
You wont kill my shot I wont miss it
Lil haters hope yall see my ass you better kiss it

[Hook]

Flutter (prod. Whyandotte)

We hope you enjoy High Beams, our end of the year album and a culmination of our efforts in 2017! This is our thank-you to all of you for sticking with us for 52 weekly singles, and our way of ending them with a bang. Stay tuned for more cool stuff in 2018, and happy new year!

Vocals by:
@atwood
@chriswrightotj
@headhaunter

Produced by:
@biskwiq

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover art by:
@biskwiq

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Lyrics:

[Hook: Atwood]
I don't think you see the wave
Look like Cena in the face yuh
On the low you feel the bass
You can't say this shit don't faze ya
(x2)

Gimme that low end
(x a lot)

[Verse 1: Atwood]
Y'all don't keep it 100 and that shit hertz
On the high I'm gettin blunted 
On the low it soothe my nerves
Yall be tryna catch a wave
I'll be signing like the bass
Slow and steady win the race
Most of y'all move quick then fade
I'm something like an 808
The type when hit it make you shake
I love the way it vibrates
Yeah I'm just tryna feel the bass!
My subs something like a vinyl
12 inches but no high notes 
Shit you feel inside your spinal
With my dogs like I'm Fido
Fuck around and sine to Tidal, waves
Think you hot I give you midol, flames
Subs woof just like my dog, ay
Subs woof just like my dog!

When this shit drop swear your face like Oooo!
I really love when that bass go boom
Tryin to find where my night go
Tryna to get hype tho
When that low end come through!
(x2)

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Chris Wright]
I got a low end theory
My subs coming through clearly
You just act like you don't hear me
Start to wonder if you fearing me
My base rumble they gone ride slow
Know you feel it when yo eyes closed
Sneak it in through the side doors
Let me hit when she blindfolded
Low-pitched but it's for my dogs
Loud leaking out of they garage
Sound peaking but it's never lost,
Nah we ain't ever gon pause
My sub got southern influence, but come through clean
Low end hits, yeah we fighting dirty, I'm a menace but I make calls like deans
I don't make trouble (treble) like a good boy seems
Came for the cake, and I left with a Benz
Roll through the tape with a pipe close, all of your light off, bet that shit give you dreams
Got Subs in the back like a meet and greet
That boy Kwiq coming beat for beat
The back seat screaming please repeat
It vibrate for that bitch, maybe she a freak
It dilate when each piece retreat
I'm out late trynna feed the streets
I got beats to leak
And this itch like a sheet of fleas
I don't think you see it, sound waves hit a chest like we deep at sea, we all gold

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Headhaunter]
Turn the every knob to the right 
Vibrate the rearview and sides
Transform the whip to a write off 
Hear the song clearly outside
88 MP to H 
Leavin flame trails in our wake
Four doors to no doors it bangs 
Making that Richter scale break 
Up in the aftershock waves 
Hydrate we actively grow
From deep ends to low ends we float - fall up when gravity GOES
Real time look like a timelapse 
You take a step and end up headin right back
Fumes, leaking out the windows and we ride past, doomed, bloom and reduce to a bright flash
Puking's the usual forecast, turn the fog down, pour the night in a cold glass
Drink it so fast, tend to fade with the whole camp 
Let the bass hit til I wake in a gold cast
Entered a minute ago, permanent now 
Turn up the low end a bit, burned to the ground
Ride upon the bass hits burst through the clouds
All my neighbors pissed like word and I'm out

[Hook]

Low End (prod. biskwiq)

We hope you enjoy High Beams, our end of the year album and a culmination of our efforts in 2017! This is our thank-you to all of you for sticking with us for 52 weekly singles, and our way of ending them with a bang. Stay tuned for more cool stuff in 2018, and happy new year!

Vocals by:
@chriswrightotj
@atwood
@ibr
@noeldac
@headhaunter

Produced by:
@geo_1022

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover art by:
@biskwiq

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Lyrics:

[Intro: Chris Wright]

Bright lights, 
Can’t help feeling this a zeitgeist
Out here living up a fine life, 
Got me feeling like
Got me feeling like

[Hook: Atwood & ibrahim]
Got me feeling like it's paradise 
I been running there like all my life
Got me feeling like it's paradise 
I been running there like all my life
Got me feeling like it's paradise
I swear I'm right about there
All my life I wanted shine somewhere
Got me feeling like it's paradise
I swear I'm right about there
All my life I wanted shine somewhere

[Verse 1: Atwood]
Running through lines like a running back
If you don't get it then run it back
Ay
I did that shit that I shouldn't have
Shh, got me shushing them 
They all be acting so suss I swear 
Yeah
Run it out
Run it out
Spit on a track til it's running out
My verses all lookin stand up
Yo verses all lookin run down

I might fly I might spike this shit
I wonder what kinda life I'll live, like what is this
To the sky with the heights I'll hit
I shine bright on some high beam shit, in the distance
(×2)

[Bridge: RYCE]
Said if you reaching for the skies put your hands up
Said if you reaching for the clouds put your hands up
Said if you reaching for the stars put your hands up
Said if you want your paradise put your hands up

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Headhaunter]
I ain't in this game just to wait up
Wait here for Fate just to change up her make-up
Make up a brand new state where I wake up to Paradise Inc. fresh ink on my pay stub
w-w-w-wade upwards through the swamp, saying curse words with these large weights on my arms
Just to get to paradise like a parasite, take a bite if the pear is ripe or not
Errant knight that walks in a paradox
Wears his blood caked pair of socks
They can't bear to watch him bear the burden, barely heard the bear burst in through the brush
A brush with death, a burgundy dipped brush
Out the thicket with thick cuts, fucked up
Gotta think of way to get up those rungs
Rung the doorbell, wrung out blood, jump up

[Bridge]

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Chris Wright]
Can’t lie I’m the losing type
Shit, I’d hit it raw more but I’m too precise
I don’t know about a wave, but the movement’s tight
Got a short leash, but you know I’m super nice
I might hang ten when I’m bored
Girl called, phased in and I scored
Blame my phrasing and my vocal chords
No explaining why they closing doors
I’m like two shots down from a confidence boost
Trynna wake up every morning just to walk in a booth
When I’m mad at the mic, know we talking it through
This my first love, better never letting it loose
So as long as I got this microphone, 
and this pen in hand, I’m the light of Rome
Not a sinning man, I’m the rightest wrongs
Got a place in paradise, right at home

[Bridge]

[Hook]

Paradise (prod. Garrett)

We hope you enjoy High Beams, our end of the year album and a culmination of our efforts in 2017! This is our thank-you to all of you for sticking with us for 52 weekly singles, and our way of ending them with a bang. Stay tuned for more cool stuff in 2018, and happy new year!

Vocals by:
@atwood
@headhaunter
@chriswrightotj
@toccimc
@noeldac

Produced by:
@mitchgeist

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover art by:
@biskwiq

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Lyrics:

[Verse 1: Atwood]

Feelin like it's Hasbro because you been toyin' with me
I'm tryna make that ass float, whatchu know about buoyancy
It's that boy and he boiling, still gon ask like, "what more ya need?"
I got ornaments on me shining silly that shit annoying me
Make sure the future is bright, we call that flourishing
Told her I'm healthy for her. It's time for nourishing
Got that green too, mother nature is so nurturing
Take a wiff "ooh" - getting strong armed we call that Hercules
I'm certainly wordy heard he leave the beats lookin burgundy
Leave you with the floor like you sleeping at a fraternity
I'm lethal with the flow I swear that all I do is murder beats
Snap like Q when I rap... like... yerndamean
Golly gee I know ya prolly never heard of me
In ya girlies sheets, when you come thru I do that serpentine
Hot like mercury, flow like mercury, give you that third degree
I'm pretty sure I just turned you into a fan of me

[Verse 2: Headhaunter]
I'm taking shots of poison, chase it with the antidote
Test how long the void is, uncover brand new animals
Plant and grow a tesla coil along with red anemones
Watered with some methylamine, seeds that will, each need
Three liters easy, fly traps are in bloom
Grew into a hive mind, inaudible signals
I can take the piss too, a world renowned scumbag
Toting sleeks pistols that shoot out these dumb flags/
Some can't hang-hang, I'm gliding over all
Repealing wack standards, implement new protocols
Rocking wolf grey nikes, and kick down a kaiju
I'll backhand your face bright and end up behind you
I just want the stage lights, maybe a buck or two
Cups all full with liquid gold, want something cruel
Want the women, want jars of lightning, want thunderbolts
I just want to make good music with some darker undertones

[Verse 3: Chris Wright]
I'm a underground secret because I speak easy
I just wanna couple hundred bands and some free Yeezys
Don't get it twisted like a bread tie, I seem greedy
20 hits, ain't a scratch on me, that's a clean CD
I'm trynna rake it in, date a girl and bang her friend
Diamond studded bracelet blending nicely with my favorite sins
Picking from a line of a couple sets of banging twins,
One at a time like they models with the latest trends
She call me nasty, I'm really the worst houseguest
Crashing at your place, brought a bitch and left the couch wet
Stretching to my limit, but really I can't be bout less
Trynna get this money and stay fly like southwest
Rarely political, I’m just staying DC'ed
Give every rapper the short straw when I precede
Think I left my lights on, hit you with them High Beams
Lately I been flourishing, baby that's just how life seems

[Bridge: Tocci]
Fighting with the squad that's a TKO
I said T O double C Mr. CEO
Flourish on the beat, weaks what we don't know
Weed just rolls so the weeks just roll
We got amigos Bro
T O double C Mr. CEO
I said fighting with the squad that's a TKO

[Outro: RYCE]
(Flourishing, flourishing)
When it all falls down you'll remember me
Can't you see the light
When it all falls down we'll be flourishing
We'll be legends
When it all falls down you'll remember me
Can't you see the light
When it all falls down we'll be flourishing
We'll be legends

Flourishing (prod. Mitch Geist)

Off The Jump is proud to present a new addition to the family: @biskwiq

Cover Art by:
@biskwiq

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biskwiq - cucumber water

prod. by https://soundcloud.com/geo_1022
mixed by https://soundcloud.com/ibr
cover art by https://soundcloud.com/chriswrightotj

vocals by:
https://soundcloud.com/toccimc
https://soundcloud.com/atwood
https://soundcloud.com/headhaunter
https://soundcloud.com/chriswrightotj
https://soundcloud.com/noeldac

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Tone (prod. Garrett)

Off The Jump is proud to present the newest addition to our family: 

@bbluknight

Cover Art by:
@bbluknight

NEW OTJ FAMILY SHIRTS:

https://offthejump.co/store/family

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bluknight - this

https://soundcloud.com/atwood
https://soundcloud.com/chriswrightotj
https://soundcloud.com/headhaunter
https://soundcloud.com/ibr
https://soundcloud.com/biskwiq
https://soundcloud.com/noeldac
https://soundcloud.com/toccimc
https://soundcloud.com/whyandotte
https://soundcloud.com/bbluknight

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