Broken dreams inside the mason jar,

I swear to god, lay it off, to fit the shape of a paragon,

demons on my back the weight is off, tryna stay involved,

with the shits, ready to turn my back on my innocence,

if, it get me paid, fuck if I see heavens gates,

if there better days ahead,  we stacking bread and filling safes

for them rainy days,   learned to never trust the weather,

keep the headphones in my ears, and an ounce inside the sweater,

better strains, we pulling branches straight outta the everglades,

we getting everything you’d want but you would never say,

same drift,  verses is written in hieroglyphics, steez ancient,

dig up the fossils and be patient,

me, baza and philly, we speed pass in the cities,

we seen,  ashes in passing dont gotta ask if they with me,

Im just feeling it,  rolling sticky, all of us be pitching in,

blowing outta cloud, into different crowds of civilians,

Hieroglyphics (Prod. phillylofi)

Mixed/Mastered & Produced By Yours Truly

Featuring @casadebaza

Art By Kieran Barbaza

Catch My Drift Ft. casadebaza (Prod. OnDeck)

Prod. @philllly

Mix/Master: Me

Art by Kieran Barbaza

[WORDS]

stuck up in the ceiling,

If I ever fell again I probly wouldn’t feel it,

fuck outta my business, took a lil

pivot on my lil road to riches, 

only taken what im given, but it isn’t

what Im itching for,

               aye, but it isn’t

what Im itching for,

took a lil

pivot on my lil road to riches, 

only taken what im given, but it isn’t, what


need more benefits, more outta my efforts,

feel better than ever before, settle the score, bettin it

all, 

so competitive, scramble for a percentage

thats poor etiquette,  cant see an incentive for me

getting involved,

all my memories are negative

the present is a death wish and the future is my medicine

half my generation couldn’t tell you what a pension is,

tripping into new dimensions just to stay ahead of it,

   ready for whatever this shit come with, young, zooted

in public, got solutions for everything getting stuck on my tongue tip,

selling truth in abundance, making plays off of punch ins

infatuated with wasting away, im feeling love sick

Magic Keyboard (Prod. phillylofi)

Solar Complex

Produced, Mixed and Mastered by Yours Truly

Cover by: Equinoxowl

WORDS:

When I was scrambling for the ends, thinking 

everything would suddenly make sense if,

( I just had a stack to blow through)

Im losing sight on what I need, feel defeated

when im fucking up again

but im just standing on my own two, (Own two_

Im just standing on my own two (own two)

All that sucker s hit is old news (old news)

I been standing on my own two,( own two, own two, own)


Got a lotta love to give but not enough to split it,

with anyone until I find someone who’s not indifferent,

been sick of politicking, either I been tripping or

I won’t be worth a dime until all of my shit is copy written

           killing roaches til the ashes growing poppies in it,

seems they caught me slipping every time they knew my heart was in it,

     empty the bottle tryna find a drop of optimism, get enough

to wash away the suicidal thoughts within him,

I operate without a hitch,  still clocking in my shifts

getting off and dropping shit , lost my patience with

the same conversations,  don’t live off what I make

so I just don’t know what to say when they ask what my occupation is,

don’t you hate when they tie your worth to stability?

when they judge off your earnings stead of your energy?

the evidence ive seen from settling been really tempting me

If I was gone then who would check for me?


When I was scrambling for the ends, thinking 

everything would suddenly make sense if,

( I just had a stack to blow through)

Im losing sight on what I need, and feel defeated

when im fucking up again

but im  standing on my own two, (Own two_

Im just standing on my own two (own two)

All that sucker shit is old news (old news)

I been standing on my own two,( own two, own two, own)

Solar Complex (Prod. OnDeck)

SCRIPT:

Catch me, 

spilling whiskey on my vintage polo,

dealing with shit that hidden from the photos,

since lean like a cholo, I been killing shit without no promo,

yall caught the mix, ya whole clique been full of komodos,
 
All that cold blood, run deep, no love,

I showed up fucked up, by the time that the sun sleep, Im throwing up,

if this is growing up, lets close the chapter,

cause I know my end coming, like ben button im growing backwards,

my homie told me gotta focus on your goals and what your going after,

and all this shit aint posed to matter,

im posted smoking golden shatter, peep the coping patterns,

keep on climbing higher as my shitty habits hold my ladder,

 try to remember that Im better than average,

even if I hear some laughter when im met with a challenge,

need a lab coat, messing with the chemical balance,

up in my brain matter, never find the answers that I chase after

 came at it,       thinking yall just got the game backwards,

                                  But they’ll only see it if I m winnin

need a clause in commitments, my love with some distance,

a little motivation so my pain can have some purpose in it,

but nothings perfect is it? cant tell the difference between,

lighting fires under my ass and burning bridges,

I be leaving footprints in their ashes, though I miss em,

I just feel a little part of me die when im told to be realistic,

pleasure to never listen, ready and willing, better to split it,

with those who never indifferent is what I say

until I notice everyones missing, and by the day,

that it happens, Ill be all out of my matches,

back to heavy pockets, filled with empty promise,

I dont gotta shout my bro out he already watching,

back to heavy pockets, while they be steady talking,

its only petty gossip, I smell the envy on em,

No Love (Prod. phillylofi)


Went from hot shot to burn out, flash in the pan,

hope I crash in a van, man thats how they thought Id turn out,

on this dirt route, only I see through the dust,

I might just take a u turn so they see what ive become,

in the cut, gotta raise the bar so god gave me growth spurt,

all these dope lines you would think my fuckin nose burns,

flip it like a brochure im kosher, everybody know,

on my coast that its colder, blow over,

exposure,   to this light show is more than eyes can see,

       before they see the dream they gotta lie asleep,

used to fuck with molly just to wake me up,

cheated on my mary jane, its still so hard to break it up,

yall aint even rappers your snack wrappers ill throw in

the trash after, im gettin my tracks mastered,  yall

got it ass backwards like atheletes who smoke a couple

packs a week, fastest that a masterpeice can turn into catastrophe,

blasphemy,



everytime they see me, they treat me like im the fuckin man,

In my face like 3-d, they greedy and im 100 grand,

 aint that easy beleive me, my city see me releasing,

a cd free these mp3's they seem to reach out underhand,

to some demand, (see it through) yall act like kids at summer camp,

runnin out, when I strike down, like a thunder cloud,

(see the fumes) Im a breath of fresh air, through pollution,

failed ones who too deluded, always shootin me a death stare,

(see me do)  aint too over joyed, void in the focal point, 

 either help myself or everyone else, the toughest moral choice,

I hear a sober voice talkin from intoxication,

contemplate death over success, or a combination,

look through my thoughts, only time I face a confrontation,

but I love the lust, adrenaline rush that comes from altercations,

(see the proof) save my sight for when these scenes beautiful,

so fuck bitin my cuticles while im stuck in a cubicle,

blindness would be suitable, if theres nothin but usual,

but if I do my mind is going through the roof to view some truth,

  unravel the plans, status advanced,

Travel the lands, yall frozen like how mannequins stand,

hand the grams then land in a trance,   cant understand,

or handle the truth, Im going where reality can't,

reach or see me,  ill leave the treaty, whole world,

need to leave me, ill breathe easy,    free from tv,

and propaganda thats shoved down our throats, 

corporations understandin all the power it shows,

watchers got em scared already still an hour to go,

they dont treat us like we humans just some cowards in clothes,

so hold ya own,


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Misguided Ft. Truett (Prod. Jacob Lethal)

                                                      LITE-SHOW:

                                     Mixed and Mastered By OnDeck

Special Thanks to Colin Canning for his help in making this happen and passing along his knowledge.

To Kennedy Dyet and Kyle Sturt for listening to my demos hundreds of times and always showing their support.

To my Family for giving me a boost of confidence when I needed it.

To everyone who showed their support every chance they could, Thank you a million times.

Enjoy.



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Ego Death (Prod. False Ego)

Collabo with the homie @solydroyent, he killed this shit tho. Check out his socials.

More to come of course, Enigma is pretty much done, Im just droppin the loosies, collabs, singles and all that good shit.

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OnDeck X Solyd Roy

no less [OnDeck X Solyd Roy] (prod. tusken.)

First track off the B-side EP that I'll drop soon. EP for early September, Enigma for October/November

Produced by: @dwntune

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Buffering...(intro)[prod. by .downtune]

Exit. (prod. Trngrsk)

Void (prod. Cansino)

System Critical (prod. $UIJIN)

Let Me Be (prod. Cansino)

Open Up Interlude (prod. Alfon Zaaberg X Strngr)

On Lock (prod. Upper Class)

Come Thru (prod. Tusken.)

illusions of grandeur/LOST (prod. alfon zaaberg, aurthur, zeus the elevated)

Proceed With Caution (prod. Lavi$h.png)

Enter. (prod. Jasperino)

scars. (prod.⓪PHARAOH)

Dead Beat.

Produced by: @berlo


Words:


Either be an artist or a dead beat

So I worry when im writin shit that dont impress me,

enlight like a pre roll, the anti- hero, dont understand,

people, delete my ego, for free flows,

of clarity, please know, they think my dreams lethal,

they scared of me, behold, my ultralight beam glow,

Im giving out heat stroke, dont keep close to me hoe,

breaking in my throne, bitch its so good to be home,

in my city, you party or you argue with your P.O

some bitch asked me for lean, I mixed a sprite up with mio,

then sold it for 100 cash , good karma double back,

and it coming fast, hope my confidence will last, if it dont,

I might turn into a dead beat,

 where this week gon be the same as next week,

and next week, and next week, ima break the cycle if they let me do it

lose my mind, rob a bank and escape on a vespy scooter,

     anything else but settle for a normal job

rather die than be a border cop, whining that im bored a lot,

important that I make it, wasn’t born short of greatness,

more and more hatred, piling up, enough you got me fucked up,

bitch,  I admit,  sometimes I cant help but listen

and If my spark is gone im just a conduit for pessimism

the devil wants my soul he couldn’t pick a better victim,

I expected this, already scheduled my exorcism

They tell me I’m a dead beat,

nights full of cocaine, days full of spread sheets

actin like a fuckin bucket, jumping on the table tops,

dancing in a pair of sperry sandles with some ankle socks,

its official im a dead beat,

until im dead meat, overdosing in my bed sheets

they wished they help me, a little selfish, its unhealthy,

if I slip, you better tell me, so I can be a,


I can be an artist not a dead beat, I’ll never be a dead beat

Dead Beat (Prod. Berlo)

Production by: @alien-dr

Feat: @gloomy-666


Collab from the vault. Got multiple projects and singles to follow this, so keep supporting and there might be more for you at 20,000 plays :)

Gloomy X OnDeck

Lose the Heat Freestyle Ft. Gloomy [Prod by. Dr Alien]

Sometimes life gets overwhelming, and the way most of us handle that is to escape. Whether it's your vices, music, travel, anything to keep your mind away from that dark place it always seems to wander to. I think this track symbolizes that feeling. A different direction than my other music, super hypnotizing beat for kxrn, one of my favourite verses from $ho, this one is super important to me. All I've wanted to do with this music shit is connect to people in a way I feel I struggle to do in everyday life. I hope you guys can relate, and if you have anyone you connect to in that way, then tell them while you have the chance. If you don't, make that person you and do whatever the fuck you want. If you made it through that novel than thank you, take a listen to the track, I hope you like it as much as I do

Avoidance Ft. Th3 $ho (prod. kxrn)

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