"coco you so nutty you gonna feel me in yo tummy"

how, hi are you rn? - comecupid

This track captures someone sitting with the weight of modern existence, questioning whether their thoughts are even their own anymore. The artist moves through layers of realization - from feeling trapped in endless boxes of society, to the crushing reality of debt and survival, to that moment of seeing through the whole charade. There's this beautiful vulnerability in admitting "I got mouths to feed, I got bills to pay" while simultaneously recognizing the absurdity that your future earnings are already spoken for before you've even lived.
The "time piece" section feels like watching someone put on their work mask, playing the money game because they have to, then taking it off at the end of the shift to remember who they really are. The ending is pure longing - wanting to reconnect with something real, natural, authentic. That final "What have we done..." isn't accusatory, it's genuinely heartbroken wonder at how far we've drifted from our own nature.
It's the kind of track that makes you want to sit in your car after it ends, just processing. Perfect for those 2 AM moments when you're questioning everything about how we're supposed to live.

Time Keepin’ [Explicit]

Ben Beal- Madness (prod. Purpan)

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Tocci - Dove (ft. Chris Wright)

original song by the god joji @chloeburbank

i got the instrumental from here check it out !!!
www.youtube.com/watch?v=wQDmQWcyQYc

Will He Cover

mini wheats are good when they turns into mush

Mini Wheats Are Pretty Good

DEAR GOD (preview of CULDESAC RADIO)

i wrote this song in 10 seconds while jumping out of a helicopter

mfn lyrics:

(Verse)
Bow-legged and overgrown crevices
Noting a bold X and just 
Doting on cozy severance
Cozened, then blow progression 
Have and lack the yen for buckets
Of smackable breasts, honey, crisp
Fuck, I’ma jump the gun again
Underweight, underwhelmed
Underpaid, it’s correlation
Boring, painful, maybe if these gains were microwavable
No bronze belt, I’m honored with goshes
And my arms arms smell
I spit and it resonates
You could say I raise the barbel
It’s not second, the natural half’s in practicing
Dazzle me with your pack
And perhaps I’ll address the applicants
Adderall and acid account for a thousand accidents
Shit talking prick took a laxative up the ass and said
Maybe if your dick were as big as your fucking ego
I’d be more inclined to flaunt the iron
Toss these cold totino's pizza rolls
And boast a D-cup
Preach to the happy mediums
I work out when my mattress 
Starts to sink into me, bro
Don’t you ever get tired
Of running your fucking mouth
As often as I gobble Tyson’s 
I’m sure I’ll live and die 
With all my current privileges
As long as I never visit
Younen or his equivalents
I exercise my right to abuse 
All of my expenditures
I sweat and curse
But only when I’m cramping 
On some naked girls
My gods find shelter at the local Waffle House
Rest assured, I never take communion 
Unless I bottom out
Submerged in syrup
I fervently gurgle stuffing
A burgeoning urge to work out
It burns and I blurt FUCK IT
Three pokes had seemed so scrawny 
But the leather blares anomaly
You shoulda flossed all your teeth
You shoulda meditated instead of praying
You’re emulating a paradoxical frog
Embarrassing, impatient
It’s not me, it’s the spice
It’s the porn 
You see me on the sofa
I’ll just see you on the fourth

(Hook)
Let’s work arms and
Let’s work core
Scales on bone, not sore
Bought a new scale through a wormhole
Lost for a second
Armchair? Tell me more
Let’s work out for a minute 
Till the sun meets stars
Out for a minute till the sun meets stars
Out for a minute till the sun meets stars
And we’ll see that sun 
Closer than we have before

I Work Out In July (Prod.OnAir)

Featuring: https://soundcloud.com/chriswrightotj

Prod: https://soundcloud.com/afternoon

Mixed: https://soundcloud.com/ibr

Art: https://soundcloud.com/biskwiq

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Gas Money (ft. Chris Wright)[prod. by afternoon]

This is expensive.
Warm up. This shit is intensive.
Unsuspecting. Unexpected. 
Surprising. Impressive.
Is we friends or is we fuckin’? 
Ayo Lars, I think I’m onto somethin’. 
Don’t say that. You don’t mean that.
How y’all rep where y’all ain’t be at? 
Manu Ginobili. Eurostep. 
Griffon Bruxellois. As good as it gets. 
Head shoulders knees toes.
Red orange green gold. 
I’m rollin’. 
That expialidocious. 
That improvised explosive.
That kakorrhaphiophobic. 

Bodies frozen up. 
Stuck in funny poses. 
They thought they was close enough. 
They ain’t seen us focused. 
Giggs impression. 
But I’m bigger than bad. And I’m better than bestin’. 
Professional wrestlin’. 
Animal testin’. 
Who gon’ stop this shit? You?
Who gon’ beef this shit? Moo.
Who gon’ ghost this shit? Boo. 
Who gon’ dead this shit? Who? 

This is expensive.
Work out. This shit is intensive.
Unsuspecting. Unexpected. 
Surprising. Impressive.
Is we friends or is we fuckin’?
Ayo Lars, I think I’m onto somethin’.

expen$ive free$tyle [prod. by mr. master]

me reading fweet.org's prologue

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