Bus Adventures Volume 7 🥺🥰🤠

@frinjj

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i hope you guys enjoy this, it's the first track from the little ep i'm putting out before void.

:)

cruise control (prod. frinj)

stars (prod. borealism)

well, here we are.

after a long journey spent coping with sub par mental health and the various females inhabiting my high school, i've finally accomplished the thing i set out to do so long ago:

i put out a real album.

i hope that you all enjoy listening to this as much as i enjoyed creating it, because this whole thing has been an experience for me.

thank you for getting me so incredibly close to 10,000 soundcloud followers and thank you even more for taking the time to listen to what i've created here.

the cover art was created by my good friend halli hunt, or h.h. as some of you may know her.

have a fantastic day, and hey;

the world might not always be beautiful, but the potential for beauty and peace exists so long as the potential for hatred and violence is present. you can't have sunshine without a little rain, and i can't have happiness without a little help from my friends. i love you all.

<3

streetlight voodoo (prod. ntourage)

Dont sample this u dumbasses lol


Ain't it just so easy to say 
You don't feel the same way 
As that Nice Boy does, ey? 

He misses you, he wants you 
But, you just don't feel the same 
Why don't you tell him today? 

She doesn't want him because he cares too much 
But now he's gone and she's alone again 
Maybe if she tried a little harder to find 
The gem within his heart that was there this whole time

Nice Boys

@mt-marcy

LYRICS:
i'm sick of trembling in fear at the idea of death
since it's always on my mind i just hide in my bed
"everybody's scared of it" is what my therapist said
but my case seems worse, when i've barely been fed

because the kitchen's too far to desire the steps
it'd take to make it down the stairs and try to find a baguette
or something similar that wouldn't make my stomach upset
it doesn't feel like this is real, yeah, my mind is a mess

the only times it seems clear is when music is played
some relatable creator says i'll soon be okay
or when reading poetry trying to soothe the dismay
and i can lose my insecurities in cute little sayings, like

"why frown when the sun goes down,
if you'll wake in the morning to such nice sounds
when the nighttime creeps, well your eyes might weep
but that's just moonlight tryna find nice people"

"why frown when the sun comes 'round
even if you feel shaken or upside down
when the daytime hits, you'll be great, my friend
just make it through this, just make it through this"

"why frown when the sun comes 'round
even if you feel shaken or upside down
when the daytime hits, you'll be great, my friend
just make it through this, you can make it through this"

meurte

such nice sounds (prod. mt. marcy)

@southvb

atlas this isn't long enough make an extended version :(((

attacking beats and making rappers flee
special ops bars 'cause when i rap i do it tactically
cackle from the battleground, slashing at your tapestry
fuck your family name, fuck your friends, fuck your sanity
i shackle any enemy... y'all are just embarrassing
pussies keep on tweeting, ain't that shit a tom n jerry scene?
twitter fingers fired up, y'all are just so scared of me
all it'd take is one dm, i bet your girl would marry me
i fall asleep at 1 pm and wake up when the moon is out
i don't need a schedule, truly i could do without
other artists hate me 'cause i made it off of purely skill 
it ain't my fault you fucking losers took the stupid route
go ahead, move it out, file through the exit
fake a fucking smile, all you vile, putrid less-thans
always talking shit, but you kinda use some lessons
'cause i've heard that one before, c'mon guys, review your message

i miss the old atlas
wrote with the soul atlas
where did that dope rapsmith
go, now it's so average

i hate the new atlas
the bad mood atlas
got cocky once he got
a couple million views atlas

i thought i knew atlas
now i'm like who's atlas?
making moves, atlas
too good for his fans, now huh?

i miss the old atlas
before the cold atlas
i know atlas better than him
that's what i told atlas

merry Bhristmas

stfu (prod. south.vibe)

first part produced by @flayvors @smwun, second part produced by me

LYRICS:

coffee in the mornings
afternoons i lay awake
and hope that something's out there
something that can take away
my breaking state of mind
breaking state of hatefulness
it happens all the time
it happens

having coffee in the mornings
afternoons i waste away
and hope that he returns soon
smiling with patient grace
and makes sure that i'm fine
makes sure that my mind is calm
it happens all the time
it happens

it happens, it happens
it happens, it happens

like a plane crash shark bite, i know that the chance is low
but i'll be waiting here until the day that you can stand to go
where i am, 'cause i'm not a patient man
but i could wait forever for another chance to take your hand
and dance in place, break a manic state and start to feel again
drift through space, kiss my bliss away inside a helix spin
wistful hate, self-inclined and self-inflicated lately
i'm no help with livin', dear, i'm just a selfish fucking baby
and that's too real... far too real to ever say it
so i'll rewrite this verse again and strike all the cursive penned
and think of something better, a bit less detrimental
my life is still in beta... my hit-reg existential
for now, at least, i cower in my coward speech
happiness is out of reach whenever you are out of reach
i'd give it all away for just a single hour each
where both of us can come to terms with our off-balance feet
and learn to walk again

bottom of abyss or bottom feeding bottom-barrell staring
old apparel wearing, take the ferry in to bury him
sanitarium i spend my days and my nights quite
often, off it, talking toxic nonsense
common knowledge brought straight to the tables
stray from the fables, play through the cables
so the sound resonates in every nook and every cranny
read the book and popped a xanny every crook i got uncanny
at the last of it, taxing your passages, rapping a masochist
back to the past a bit, adamant savages, mad at him
hold the talisman above my fucking head like a trophy
and hold your head up in the air like a talisman
no battles or second chances around if you tattlin
all these snakes when they rattlin turn to vacancies after it's said and done
no rest for a setting sun, so impressed that you've never done
what you claiming... fuck the game and the statements, i've said enough

peace

IT HAPPENS // DIRT

hey i went to a place and wrote a song about it!!! bool

i knocked on your bedroom door
and waited for you to answer
i bought you a crimson rose
smelled just like you did

i smiled at the view outside
and stood in your empty driveway
could tell that something was wrong
little did i know

my time there was running short
your kisses were my ambrosia
they melted into my skin
"darling, i love you"

it's awful that i must go
it's awful we have to part now
'cause i left my beating heart
in san diego

san diego

SAN DIEGO

i miss u

yea

LYRICS:
maybe it's the question, maybe it's the answer
i don't know the reason now
and maybe it's your eyelids, maybe it's the moonlight
but something beautiful sticks out

and i'm in my bedroom, watching through the window
stare at the sunlight, wonder where the time is going
you're in the bathroom
crying with your shirt undone
now we're on the freeway, speeding past a cop car
stole your mom's van, and took it for a test drive
and you're sat in the backseat
looking at your best friend's hair

i wanna be more than a cheat day in your diet plan
you can be the lungs, baby, i can be the diaphragm
just breathe, just breathe, and you'll be fine
just breathe, just breathe, it happens all the time

CHEAT DAY

produced by @aimless-beats
art by twitter.com/ahahamadork

back at it again

i write inside of the eye of the storm
with a hyphen-divided title that sidles by in the shadows
hyper-drive when you trying to ride beside in the morn
with that iodine on my clothing, i wash it out with the form
no pauses, no breaks, and i don't talk to no fakes no more
they all snakes, no more of that
i could write a gorgeous rap and probably make a quarter sack
but i would rather throw it like a quarterback

motherfuckers hoarded that style, and now they bored of it
i'm bored of y'all, i wish half these cats in my tapestry acted more involved
i wish they'd address me as majesty when i tour the mall
and i wish all the haters that message me could afford it all
it's kinda sad, i don't know what it's like to rhyme that bad
i don't know what it's like to be that kind of mad
i do know what it's like, to sit looking back at the times they had
in passing, but i'm focused on pressing pencil to writing pad aptly

and i don't mean to end abruptly
but i seem to be disgusting all the people here to judge me
and that's lovely, while y'all are obsessing over some painted nails
i'm hopping the safety rails, exiting while the train derails
and this is patience, stale as ever in the passing sense
frail as ever, such a fragile wimp to battle with... yeah
and i don't mean to be a masochist
but after all the shit y'all put me through, i'm kinda glad ya' did

'cause i don't really care for the world these days
the world these days
i got too many homies out here seeing early graves
seeing early graves
and everything is dull when the world's such a boring gray
such a boring gray
i got too many homies out here seeing early graves
seeing early graves

early graves (prod. aimless)

download <3

Tongue Tied - Grouplove

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$NOT - GOSHA

art by @headhaunter

lyrics:
sunlight streaming through the window frame
it's so cliche to say these things
lay with me beneath this summer heat
and forget i said anything

broken bearings
blood on concrete, oh
broken bearings
blood on concrete

we found bowls with coping, smoked bowls to cope
i don't really know what's happening here
my nose met the pavement two hours ago
i woke in a cold sweat, cracking a beer

now we're on the highway, high as we can be
paranoid staring up at the clouds
we left the state with nothing but family
planning to crash on somebody's couch

uwu
uwu
uwu

sunlight streaming through the window frame
it's so cliche to say these things
lay with me beneath this summer heat
and forget i said anything

broken bearings
blood on concrete, oh
broken bearings
blood on concrete

BROKEN BEARINGS

hey y'all it's my birthday today uwu
art by https://twitter.com/5thpwwr

lyrics:
i know u don't see me
u sleep with your eyes open
oh no it just can't be
it can't

i've wasted all my time
on shit that doesn't matter
and now i'm feeling blind
i'm falling into patterns
(x2)

tell me how u rly feel
u know i never grip the steering wheel
i dont rly understand how it works
i want to get better
it's cold in the wintertime
too hot in the summer
u and i, dumb and dumber
when ur not such a bummer

i know u don't see me
u sleep with your eyes open
oh no it just can't be
it can't

i've wasted all my time
on shit that doesn't matter
and now i'm feeling blind
i'm falling into patterns
(x2)

na na na na na

i've wasted all my time
on shit that doesn't matter
and now i'm feeling blind
i'm falling into patterns
(x2)

spotify/apple music <3

PATTERNS

...sleeping on the phone

vocals by lando & i
produced by lando & i
mastered by biskwiq
cover photo shot by ellie

@landosmusic
@biskwiq
https://instagram.com/efffelll/

lyrics:
sunday morning, vacant doorway
wipe the sunlight from your eyes
and trace your favorite constellation
on their skin

overwhelmed by the emotion
watching cogs turn in your mind
you sort of wonder where this wonder
may have been

'cause you're always in between
stuck behind the tv screen
in somebody else's dream
feeling like a ghost

always in between
stuck behind the tv screen
in somebody else's dream
trying to let you know

late night when the lights go out
long stares at an old friend's house
feels just like a cheesy movie scene

scan lines on a crt look like
hd when you're next to me, alright
i can see it so clearly

in between
stuck behind the tv screen
in somebody else's dream
trying to let you know

in between
stuck behind the tv screen
in somebody else's dream
sleeping on the phone

in between (feat. lando!)

MUSIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EO_i9nHvCEk
TWITTER: https://twitter.com/khaidreams
INSTAGRAM: https://www.instagram.com/khaidreams


Produced by Philip Etherington(@philip-etherington), Matt Jordan(@bigbon3), Biskwiq(@biskwiq)
Additional production by Middle School(@yungmiddleschool)
Engineered by Middle School

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Sunkissed(music video in description!!)

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Produced by Matt Jordan(@bigbon3) and Philip Etherington(@philip-etherington)

Bus Adventures Volume 7 🥺🥰🤠

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