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ARBABI

the follow-up to summer[time] that nobody asked for.

if this track gets to 1,000 plays within 24 hours, i'm going to release another ep this year.

enjoy!

summer[left] (prod. tomppabeats)

itachi // swordsharp [prod. knghts]

https://youtu.be/tkQ_7sF9UkY

@sknov
@altairmusic

MUSIC VIDEO

Hemingway (feat. Sk, The Novelist) [prod. AltAir]

Produced and Mixed by @ibr

Gang Vocals by @offthejump Mens Choir 

Lyrics:

Young Boof been gettin money
Young Boof been gettin guap
Young Boof been makin paper but 
I give it to my baby moms

my ex takes my checks and my Chex mix 
and if I don't pay the damn wretch I get arrested
I bought a Nesquick with the dollar that she left me
they ran out of chocolate so I had to get the strawburry
had to sell my old house man I had a pool
my new apartment haunted homie I aint tryna gab a ghoul
use my jeans pockets, to heat my hot pockets
I pick pocket goth kids at the hot topic
collect box tops, I'm tryna cash em in
I'll be saying pass the gin til its time to pack it in
it's happenin, I've turned into a fat jabroni
all because a homie gotta pay his alimony
she filed divorce, sweatin me for child support
I'm chuggin puddin by the quart to fix my broken heart
I got 33 dollars in my bank account
but act like a baller for my kids when I take them out

I'm a single dad, sad, eating Kraft singles
hand in the can when I'm tryna grab the last pringle
jerkin off, drinkin, wearin birkernstocks
lookin for some sugar from the grannies at the burger spot
divorced boof brought a date to a porn shoot
we ate mu shu pork then I fucked her in a morph suit
poor dude readin du fu in the bathroom
face by the glory hole blowin like a bassoon
gotta make a couple bucks where I can
leavin snacks for the hobos that fuck in my van
buy my overalls at Costco lookin pretty boss though
feelin like my lifes at a crossroads
hot loads hit my face like a Mack truck
just another sad fuck with some bad luck
toaster in the bath tub, dead in the water
I wonder who will find me, my son or my daughter

National Suicide Prevention Lifeline: 1-800-273-8255

prod. Ibrahim

she left me for my personal trainer (prod. Ibrahim)

youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xqNQ-_Xoq2o
can't give enough credit to https://soundcloud.com/iamsamsa for coming through with crazy concepts on this gem. mad love to https://soundcloud.com/sagekyote for the killer production
lyrics:
scalpel to the heart trying to stop the bleeding 
symphonic Mozart echoes off the ceiling 
study symbols in each scar trying to catch some meaning
I’ve come to the conclusion yo I must be dreaming
yo I must be dreaming yo I must be dreaming
I’ve come to the conclusion yo we must be dreaming

wake up screaming
same dream that I’ve had for the past six years
it starts on a metal x building, feet are on the ledge, 
head starts tilting, teeter on the edge
and I jump off and it feels like a month long as I’m falling
then it cuts off as I plunge through an awning,
yawning, wake up and
I don’t really know what to make of it I
really wish these night terrors stopped
swear to god, these night mares are awful
scenes out a gothic novel, worst part is that I’m the author
x maybe I should call a doctor, maybe I should get a fucking shrink to see me,
whatever, turn on the TV, channel flip through a bunch of repeat
episodes of the twilight zone, flip to a sports channel with the highlights on,
through the primetime news and a lifetime film and a wildlife doc, then finally stop
on an infomercial
bout a controversial 
experimental, non-reversible
medical procedure
dream deletion, remove potential to dream while sleeping
and enjoy your rosy slumber
interested? call the toll-free number
one eight hundred 5867-633, fine print under, I ignore it 
just grab my phone, and dial the digits till I hear the tone, 
fingers fidget till I hear a lone voice across the speaker groan
thank you for calling
we’re no longer offering our service, I’m awfully sorry
we’re lawfully obligated to close off of our operation
thanks for your cooperation 
and they hang up
rang up their office a second time
and a third and a fourth and fifth and on the sixth I checked the line
to hear a voice give me directions to their office, there’s a sign
out front that says siesta inc in rustic print and when I find it
I should go up flights of stairs until I see a shining light and
walk through halls of doors until I get to room one hundred one
and as they talk I grab the keys and let my Civic’s engine run
and drive until I see the sign, and park my car and walk the floor
and run up flights of spiral stairs until I think I see the door
and open wide and step outside, behind me now the door is shut
I’m standing on a concrete ledge and must be 80 stories up
and as I’m slipping off the edge, I can feel my iPhone rung
and I pick up and hear the voice behind the metal echo “jump” “jump” “jump”
i must be dreaming, like i must be dreaming

flashback to the night before 
lucid swimming ocean floor 
following this motion towards 
the shore but I can barely make it
seems like everything is vacant 
except a solo lighthouse in the forest 
door is forced shut but I climb the ladder
at the top a sadder picture or illusion
eyes moving to a city left in ruins
past the woods, I draw conclusions 
wait, heard a sound 
return to ground, in the trees it seems louder
so I scatter after fractured laughter 
patterns in the distance hear it echo 
losing minutes as I let go of existence 
as I know it, tip toe into this wasteland 
lots of empty spray cans tagging no man’s land
on all the building torn down to pieces 
I wonder if man kinds now become an endangered species
and if so, what’s the purpose of my being?
I’ve come to the conclusion that I must be dreaming
man I’ve come to the conclusion that I must be dreaming
still can’t wake up so I see what all my dreams are really made of
as I follow through the wake of whatever massacre occurred
thoughts growing more disturbed passing every single curb
til I swerve into a burning sign and think
where else have I heard of Siesta Inc?

Silent Crowns

Spotify

Siesta ft. samsa (prod. Sage Kyote)

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @hheadhaunter

Featuring:
@teeawgo

Produced and mixed by: 
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@iamsamsa

Stay tuned on our Social Media

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and by visiting www.offthejvmp.com/

Headhaunter - Minute ft. THIAGO (prod. ibrahim)

@sinister-p
@ozziemusic

Holla at https://soundcloud.com/joncraps for mixing and mastering requests: joncdavies@gmail.com

@404-music-inc

Stutter w/ Sinister P (prod. OZZIE)

@nglgnc

started in the land of urubus
back when we had to tell the family toodle loo
to the land of opportunity, bald eagles
where our people only dream to be
i see you soon

my city dirty but it's beautiful
even though that river from my memory's a sewage route
even though we'd eat fruit in the dark to not see the maggots in them
out of sight, out of mind

traffic signals ignored
stickup kids at intersections get bored
don't stop at the red, just watch ya 6, 10-4
same kids play ball next day at the dirt field
family gone awol, beg for food at the mall

what is worth a meal? what is worth a kill?
what is nerves of steel? what is hurt?
how does a person learn not to feel?
we still go back yearly, reconnecting with our kin
looking back, where all lessons begin

i been flying like a UFO
i been flying like a UFO
you can only grow when you let go
of that helium balloon
watch it float up to the moon

i been flying like a UFO
i been flying like a UFO
you can only grow when you let go
of that helium balloon
watch it float up to the moon

i been flying on a different plane, seats with screens on the back of em
different day, different kind of speech with the passengers
eu nao sei, had to teach ourselves through the anchormen
channel 8, dad can't pronounce the word "earthquake"

he says, "earth cake," i would ask for on my birthdays
at age 7 i got glasses with the nerd frames
still couldn't see life for what it is
it's all in a blurry kind of light when you're kid

i got big, grandma couldn't believe how tall i gotten
i'm 6 foot, but next to my cousins, i am still the smallest
we get along, but i still miss when we had more in common
arguments over which z-fighter we thought was the strongest
i'm spirit bombing

grandfather was an alcoholic
his eyes were full of promise
bless his soul, downing spirits, slowly lost it
he was a jazz drummer, syncopated pain
he had forgotten how to play along with my name

oh grandfather, you don't know?
oh grandfather, you don't know?
traded sounds of the blues and soul
for the sights of the booze and smoke

i been flying like a UFO
i been flying like a UFO
you can only grow when you let go
of that helium balloon
watch it float up to the moon
watch it float up to the moon

yeah red balloon with the strings on it
yeah red hat with the wings on it
pops bought a red truck with no dinks on it
melodies stick with you, colors are symphonic

green eyes, green shirt when i rep home
levi's triple worth when i get home
blue mood tunes work with the headphones
everybody tryna get gone

yellow bellies on the television
politicians being selfish with it
no such thing as a wealthy limit
smells from the kitchen when we visit
hear my father and uncle argue bout nationalism

making decisions off of rationalism we should just pack up and ditch
living conditions is shhh had to ask for assists
too many times that my family got robbed
we could escape from it all now that my dad got this job

i been flying like a UFO
i been flying like a UFO
you can only grow when you let go
of that helium balloon
watch it float up to the moon

i been flying like a UFO
i been flying like a UFO
you can only grow when you let go
of that helium balloon
watch it float up to the moon

UFO [prod. Negligence]

@love-sadkid
@atwoodotj
Produced by me and @afternoon !!
Mixed by me !!

First single off of my upcoming Sunrise Tape stay tuned !!

basement (feat. Love-sadKiD & Atwood)

My 4th single of 2020

Featuring: https://soundcloud.com/chriswrightotj & PC Pete

Produced by: www.youtube.com/channel/UCWcA0vULcNnoeDYHBjwtfQg

Lyrics: https://genius.com/miles-powers-pittock-lyrics

Stutter w/ Sinister P (prod. OZZIE)

phe phe