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Some of the unreleased demos from "Make Way For Goodbyes" with Cloud Mac https://soundcloud.com/cloudmacx

Make Way For Goodbyes, an 8-track project, was compiled over the course of 2020 and released in December 2020. 

You can stream it here: https://fanlink.to/MakeWayForGoodbyes

If You Want Me Girl

THE RAT FEAT JANDHI

[Intro]  
Shadows creep, heart's a loaded clip,  
Click-clack, mind's on eclipse.  

[Verse 1] 
Razor thoughts slice the midnight haze,  
Demons dance in the dopamine blaze,  
Chasin' ghosts through alleyway mazes,  
Pockets empty but soul's in a craze.  
Fists clenched, veins pumpin' that fire,  
Liar's tongue twist, empire's empire,  
Higher than kites in a storm's wild choir,  
Tired of the wire, cut loose, no retire.  
Echoes bounce off these cracked mirror walls,  
Brawls with the beast till the curtain falls,  
Calls from the void, I answer with brawls,  
Raw as the scar where the calm dissolves.  

[Chorus] 
Lost in the rush, crush of the night,  
Fight or fold, hold the light tight,  
Bite back the dark, spark in the fight,  
Heart's a grenade, pull pin, ignite.  
(Yeah, ignite—ignite—)  

[Verse 2] 
Streetlights flicker like faulty fate,  
Plate of regrets, I devour the hate,  
Gatecrash the dream, supreme escape,  
Tape over wounds, but the seep won't abate.  
Debate with the reaper over cheap tea,  
He cheats, I leap free, knees deep in debris,  
Believe in the bleed, feed the frenzy,  
Trendy pretenders get sent to the sea.  
Kneel to no crown, drown the sound of doubt,  
Scout the blackout, route the rout,  
Shout till the clout crumbles to grout,  
Outlast the blast, fast as a trout.  

[Interlude] 
*(breath heavy, mic feedback whine)*  
What you chasin'? The ache in the bone?  
Or the throne built from ash and alone?  
Tick-tock, clock mocks the throne...  

[Verse 3] 
Frenzy unfolds in the folds of my folds,  
Holds on the cold, gold's just fool's coal,  
Soul patrol rolls through the toll of the bold,  
Told ya the mold's cracked, act like it's old.  
Bold strokes paint the pain in neon streaks,  
Leeks in the speak, weak links creak and squeak,  
Peak at the freak show, low blow to the cheek,  
Seek the unique, tweak the technique.  
Creep through the deep, sleep's a thief in the keep,  
Heap of the cheap, reap what you sweep,  
Leap over the heap, elite in the breach,  
Speech like a screech, reach for the breach.  

[Chorus] 
Fight or fold, hold the light tight,  
Bite back the dark, spark in the fight,  
Heart's a grenade, pull pin, ignite.  
(Ignite—ignite—ignite—)  

[Verse 4]
Whispers whip winds through the rift in my ribs,  
Stiffs in the cribs, fibs on the fibs,  
Dibs on the dibs, crib the abyss,  
Kiss of the hiss, dismiss the bliss.  
Twist fate's wrist till it spits the script,  
Grip slip, trip on the crypt's lip,  
Rip the eclipse, equip the quip,  
Shipwrecked quick, thick with the drip.  
Drip from the tip of the thorn-crowned quill,  
Chill kills the thrill, fill the nil,  
Will's a drill, spill the swill,  
Hill of the ill, thrill of the kill.  

[Bridge] 
And in the quiet, the riot ignites,  
Nights bleed into fights, sights set on heights.  
Heights mock the plights, lights dim on the rights...  
But I rise, eyes wide, no disguise.  

[Verse 5] 
Plunge through the lunge, sponge up the sludge,  
Fudge the grudge, judge the nudge,  
Trudge through the sludge, budge not a smudge,  
Lunge at the grudge, plunge in the deluge.  
Deluge of dudes in pursuit of the crude,  
Rude interlude, feud with the feud,  
Nude truth crude, brew the voodoo,  
Screw the taboo, through to the blue.  
Blue hue crew, skew the revue,  
View from the pew, new chew on the rue,  
Rue the day they unscrewed the glue,  
True to the brew, me and my zoo.  
Zoo of the who, spew the taboo,  
Through the bamboozle, dazzle the crew—  
End it? Nah, loop the pursue.  

[Outro] 
Ignite... ignite... lost in the crush.  


Ignite

so pretentious
what i write feels so pretentious
sum your life up in a sentence self-celebratory but somehow conscientious
this is a complicated pen
is it complicated meeting ends or is it commonplace to fail until you win?
i dont know who my demographic is
backpackers smoking backwoods or rap fanatics who dont fuck with lil boat?
a lil smoke to keep me grounded like the posion oak
dont touch me son, I aint no joke. shoutouts to the god, Rakim
maybe im not meant to kick flows without a purpose, but i've no kinship with art rappers rhyming big words
im just scratching at my surface
my peers endorphins go buzzin when they make a purchase,
but i got a hustlers ambition, call me curtis
the first is the worst hit but i promise it gets easy
find yourself distinguishing them wants and needs,
but im so tired of rappers spitting philosophies
if i could, id spit that shit bout xannies and pushin ki's, but i dont got that fake shit in me
see rappers known for pretending, but vibes im sending aint fictitious... wait
wedding ring for my misses but im still rapping bout fucking bitches?
who am I kidding?
im a symptom. a true product of the world we live in,
but thats a given, my society's a prison
so I dont know, im not tryna change the world...
just tryna love myself, my family, and my girl and maybe change a couple hearts along the way
believe me when i say these next words are an essential part of who I am today...

onodera loves you

UNIVERSE

This song has been sitting around for a few months now, never got around to finishing it, so here you go. 

Instrumental by @xknghtsx

Hit my twitter - @helladisjointed
Download my music for free - https://disjointed.bandcamp.com/

Almond Milk (prod. knghts)

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]

High Beams

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Sub-Zero (prod. mindbody&beats)

Produced by @marcvincent

Featuring Marc Vincent

Recorded, Mixed, & Mastered by @onesonclangalias

Original Artwork by Saiman Chow, check out his website here:
https://saimanchow.com/

Graphic Design by @shanelydon

Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y0EaSaPgswg&feature=youtu.be

Download: https://doublethinkersofficial.bandcamp.com/track/real-dogs-ft-marc-vincent-yung-leaky-gut

PRI$MS out September 9th.

Real Dogs (ft. Marc Vincent)

Easy Feet

Bright Oceans

Thanks to @LOSTBOYEVSKY for hopping on this track with me.

Produced, mixed and mastered by Sin7ven.

Laundry Day ft. LOSTBOYEVSKY

Runoff

Holstein

PCH: Pacific Coast Highway

Malibu Cruise

Rudimentary

Atlas

Chin up, keep walking.

Mixed and mastered by Disjointed,
produced by Sin7ven.

Walking Inward

Drown

Sometimes I eat when I feel Bored Coming in May

For Booking inquires and Collab info: 
Johnhotchkiss93@gmail.com

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