angel of the night
drowned between your thighs
i'm still here, ain't no excuse, baby
mmm
i see you in my sleep
i'm scarred beyond belief
ain't nothing you can't make me do, baby
mmm
girl, you do damage to me
you know i love it
yeah, i love ya
ain't nothing better for me now
girl, you do damage to me
you know i love it
yeah, i love ya
ain't nothing better for me now
than your poison, baby

executive production | RA YUKAWA
sound engineering | RA YUKAWA
vocals | RA YUKAWA
original artist + track | Brent Faiyaz (of Sonder) "Poison"

recorded in the Apple-verse of STU'KAWA (https://studioyukawa.co)

something sweet + tender

stormy poison

Original Track | "Daylight Savings" by Kalia (fka @Projexxkillla)
Original Track Production | Temper
Entire Rework and Flip | RA YUKAWA
Songwriters | Kalia and RA YUKAWA
Cover Art | RA YUKAWA

Wake up, Nü Carolina.
Aw yaw deep in the Afro-Carolinas, it's happening.
From your local outer space Bone Brothers

Lyrics |

Number Nine
SURPRISE

Nü Kalia and 'Kawa
Wake the fuck up

Running in the middle of the jungle
Heart beating Ferrari
Eyes don't meet in the middle
Soul reach alignment
Catch the rhythm of the focus on front
I got a date with the timing
I was late on arriving
Or was it you
I mean, whatever you wanna do
I really don't give a fuck honestly by this point

Or maybe I do

I'mma tell you what you do to me
It's not new to me
I'mma tell you what you do to me
It's not new to me
The shit you do is not true to me
It's not new to me
Fuck you is not new to me
It's not new to me

Things that I say when I'm falling asleep
In the matrix
I'm saving myself again

Get up off my lawn bitch
Planets in my garden
I'm growing where I orbit
Rising where I'm fallen
You losing thinking I lost it
Fall back where the dust bricks
Projecting on my projexx
Fluorescent
I'm in my process, yeah
Fuck up off my line bitch, yeah

Won't always be your fallen won
Chasing after you in the morning sun
Now I'mma be the chosen one
Rising, yeah yeah

Ra Yukawa has landed in North Carolina
I repeat, Ra Yu

Don't sleep on me
Waking up
Cancer's my Rising
Strawberry Sun
That red crab
On the shore it run
We side to side
Like a pendulum
Mmm mmmm
Pendulum
Mmm mmm mm
Dum dum diddity dum
Mmm mmmm
Pendulum
Mmm mmm mm
Hum dum diddity dum, dum dum

Spin back the clock on that ass, huh
About a quarter to losing time
My cash on the past, huh
Raisin' up the bar like a stool in a class, huh
Put the bottle down cuh I'm drivin' the dash
Po po, no no, I don't wanna crash, huh
Pull ova' real slow so I can th'ow you some hands
Hunnids, fiddys, een got them Tubmans
I didn't wanna lie but I needed the stamps
Gahdamn, she sholl do poke in the back, huh
I wonda' what her name is but I ain'eem gon' ask
A likkle bit of sand, I'm tryna make that shit last
A likkle bit of sand, I'm tryna make that shit last
A likkle bit of sand, I'm tryna make that last
A little bit of sand, I'm tryna make it, uh uh
I said a likkle bit of sand, I'm tryna make this, uh uh
I said a likkle bit of sand, I'm tryna make the shit
M-make the shit

Nü Daylight Savings (A Rasquiat Rework)(featuring Kalia)

Nü Daylight Savings (A Rasquiat Rework)(with Kalia)

the a cappella (nude) compilation, reverse sequence / narrative of 'the fields of heart space' and 'the void on empty avenue' EPs.

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to be bare here

out of breath, but still breathing. exhilaration, for a watery Sol. O, i do honour ü so. (nude)

The (b) counterpart to (a) 'the void on empty avenue' EP.
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the fields of heart space

out of breath, but still breathing. exhilaration, for a watery Sol. O, i do honour ü so.

the (a) counterpart to (b) 'the fields of heart space' EP.
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the void on empty avenue

the leaves hid us in our innocence, wandering about with no one around

A summertime fling being obsessively led into autumn cuffs, “You too? Even you? (2020 Brut de Noirs)” is a palpable temptation of sexy, spicy danger. A mysterious match of passion struck. Masked intensity steaming from above devilish flames. An unspoken need-to-know and a rebellion of the unknown known. All of this, with deeply underlying distrust and the impending doom of betrayal. Distrust due to related trauma. Betrayal because of a deep need for communication within the romantic connection. It’s a muleta of emotions that make you wanna dance the matador of your heart to bloody death.

Part of my inspiration was Bachata, The Bay, and LA. Recently, I got into Anthony Santos and was moved by “Corazón Culpable”. It set my heart ablaze. I had the instrumental for “You too? Even you?” since 2020, unsure what to do with it, until I heard Anthony. I realised a need for expression of cloaked, brewing passion.

Lyrics / Letras:

Mami! (Ay, morena)
Simplicidad proporciona una fina línea entre elocuencia y llanura, ah?
I'ma need for you to say something, baby (Cuéntame)
I'ma need for, I'ma need for you to
I'ma need for you to (Cuéntame)
I'ma need for you to tell me all your secrets, for real (Háblame, dámelo)
I'ma need for you to
Yeah, I'ma need for you to

Sea lo que hagas (No sé)
Me mata el alma (Te escondes)
No, no me hablas (Traicionándome)
Y tú (Y tú, y tú, y tú)

Sea lo que hagas (No sé)
Me mata el alma (Te escondes)
No, no me hablas (Traicionándome)
No tú (No tú, no)
No tú, no tú, no tú

It's two ways, road paved, like so
Two-faced, masked up, could you take them masks off?
Two plays, double C's, too cool for the both
Eyes shady, blocking me like UV, but it snow
And it rain, cold water, ice suede
Too smooth for my love, so I see, so why change?
On the rocks, easy over, I don't know why I stay
You the avocado toast brunch to my OJ with champagne
But this ain't sunny California and mimosas give me aches
Like my heart when I think too much about the love we've made
In poetic tandem
You a very bad one
Sneaky, sneaky, love then leave me - what I do for that, huh?
Greedy, greedy, want to eat me like a meal or snack, huh?
Then spit me out for being too much of what you really want
Ain't that crazy? Or am I crazy?
Cause none of this done happened, but I'm thinking maybe, maybe

Sea lo que hagas (No sé)
Me mata el alma (Te escondes)
No, no me hablas (Traicionándome)
No tú (No tú, no tú, no tú, no tú)

Sea lo que hagas (No sé)
Me mata el alma (Te escondes)
No, no me hablas (Traicionándome)
Y tú
Y tú, y tú, y tú

I'ma need for you to say something, baby
I'ma need for, I'ma need for you to
I'ma need for you to
I'ma need for you to tell me all your secrets, for real
I'ma need for you to
I'ma need for you to

Tell me what you feeling when you feeling bout me
Tell me what you wanting, if you wanting something at all
And you could
Tell me what you thinking when you thinking bout me
Tell me what you fiending, if you needing nothing at all
I mean I
I popped a bottle, just to have a conversation
Opened up the glass, to open up your heart, for a start
Then I might
Swim in your soul, take a dip through your aura
Learn the shores of from which your true waves depart
Work of art, I said I
Love everything about your diamond mind
I find that I should show you how I feel with my hands
Understand, if we could
Release the inhibitions, I'll paint this world
Where you're my lady, and I'm fully your man
Pero perdóname

Sea lo que hagas (No sé)
Me mata el alma (Te escondes)
No, no me hablas (Traicionándome, yeah)
Y tú (Mm, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no)

Sea lo que hagas (No sé)
Me mata el alma (Te escondes)
No, no me hablas (Traicionándome)
Y tú, y tú, y tú, y tú, y

I'ma need for you to say something, baby (I'ma need to)
Tell me what you wanting, if you wanting something at all (I'ma need for you to)
And I'ma need for you to tell me all your secrets, for real
Tell me what you fiending, if you needing nothing at all, I mean I!
Mami!
Rasquiat, you know it

You too? Even you? (2020 Brut de Noirs)

You Too? Even You? (2020 Brut De Noirs)

Blessings on blessings — eleven.
Ibejí — my moon double-headed.
S-sever the seven, c-section (sea section).
Open up and give birth to the heavens.

Open up and give birth to the heavens…

Sea level, how’s light where you headin’?
(See level, house light)

9-1-9 was surrounded by deadmen.
I surround the sound round so it’s pregnant —
b-b-baby steppin’…
Wav’s of womb water crestin’…

Don’t question the tongue in the mind of the mout’!

Don’t question the tongue in the mind of the mout’…

Dark matter golden!
Godhead floating.
Dark matter golden!
Godhead floating.

The beauty of everything that I see,
right here in front of me,
is that I’ve seen beyond it enough to know…
that this is really all I need.

Gratitude —
for the presence of present.

Gratitude, gratitude…

Yellow trees and gold lines in the cement.
Birds a-flight from my right as they’re leaving.
The sun sits on my path, warm in sweetness.
I can taste my bones strengthen from sinking.

Tourmalated prehnite turn to sphinxes.
Feather stars in my fossil like ventricular veins.
Immortal mermaids…
Ocularis panthera…
Our tool’s ain’t the same.
Nah, our tools ain’t the same.

I watched you open up and spread your wings,
lifting between,
in symmetry…
And that’s how I knew…

That’s how I knew.

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Production — TOKiMONSTA “For My Eternal, Oh Dream My Treasure”
Sound Engineering — RA YUKAWA
Vocals — RA YUKAWA
Songwriting — RA YUKAWA

Moulting Deers (Demo)

Eurypterid (repeated)

“Are you afraid to hold my hand?”,
she asked me.
Then she said,
“I’ll put my arm around your skin,
through our jackets.
Ooo, I’m showing you I’m ready for you!
Our secrets and my dreams will come true.”

Aries rising out my sidereal —
usually I move so fast,
but I’m admiring how your tropical
energy pulls off the gas.
Breaking hearts has been my prodigal
operandi in the past,
yet I feel everything that you feel.

I cry when you write,
fight the skies when you’re sad.
You rest your head on my shoulders
and it makes so much sense.
If I could give you the oceans,
I’d throw the sands on my back.
I’d throw the sands on my back!
Ooo, your smile when you laugh.

There ain’t no handbook on love.
There ain’t no blueprint for us.
Not one damn reading to trust.
I cut my fingers on blood!
I painted sacred silver rings
three times and blew a kiss
for every moment that I could’ve
but I didn’t touch your lips.

That I didn’t touch your lips…
I cut my fingers on blood!
Eurypterid, eurypterid, eurypterid…

I cut my fingers on—
I could’ve but I didn’t,
I didn’t touch your lips.

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Production — Deafheaven “Bedrooms”
Sound Engineering — RA YUKAWA
Vocals — RA YUKAWA
Songwriting — RA YUKAWA

I'm An Eurypterid In The Bedroom (Demo)

I’m An Eurypterid In The Bedroom (Demo)

To be with me is to go against your very nature, 
yet you touch me like it brings you closer to yourself.

To be with me is to die a slow and painful death,
yet you kiss me like it breathes sweet life into your lungs.

It’s not that you haven’t broke away — you have…
yet it stains my skin like cheap lipstick on a wineglass.
I eat it up, swallowing shards of cosmetic transparency.
I’m cut open from the inside out,
spitting blood just so you can see that I’m still alive. 
You’ve saved me several times, as if it was all but a dream.

I knew that eventually (and inevitably), 
you’d fade away from me, if you kept it up.
It was keeping you down.
So, I erased every memory of me from your heart‘s mind,
against my very nature.

To be without you,
is to live a life questioning divinity
and accepting loneliness,
yet smiling as if witnessing
ash marry mud.

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Production — Moodan
Sound Engineering — RA YUKAWA
Vocals — RA YUKAWA
Songwriting — RA YUKAWA

Is What A Wedding Is

Peace.
Uh...
It’s me.
I know it’s not cute to be a martyr...
So… I won’t be…

Smelling like this old house, until we’re moving.
Apple and maple bourbon mixed into it.
Patchouli and amber undertones.
DampRid can’t kill the time alone,
so I’ll burn this candle and an incense.
Cashmere essence on my clothes.
Crack windows and put my oils on.
Myrrh my pores, pulling all day long
until the nighttime comes…

Like sun to dawn,
kissing my cheeks.
This mirror’s blue.
Bubbles we blew —
yours grey, mines green.

Broken bulbs symbolise the darkness.
Cracks in walls, dirt on the frames.
These doors don’t close here like they used to.
Hell, some won’t lock or move all the way.

That deck out back! It’s falling apart.
Step out with caution, the wood is shaky.
Them damn termites and water bugs!
Nesting so sweetly, eating our foundation.

We got no shutters anymore.
The shed feels haunted.
And you wanna take a tour?!
Unofficial remodels —
clutching dust bunnies, giving wallets core…
And getting nothing, but we

smelling like this old house, until we’re moving.
Apple and maple bourbon mixed into it.
Patchouli and amber undertones.
DampRid can’t kill the time alone,
so I’ll burn this candle and an incense.
Cashmere essence on my clothes.
Crack windows and put my oils on.
Myrrh my pores, pulling all day long…

When the nighttime comes,
I hope I smell like you
and your home so built from the ground and new.
When the nighttime comes,
I hope I smell like you
and your car so clean and twenty twenty-two.
When the nighttime falls,
just put it all on me!
My house is old and my car is too!
When the good times roll,
just give me everything,
and I’ll pretend to live in sweet dreams with you…

I know you gotta go…

Available for streaming on all major DSP’s.

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Production — idly blare
Sound Engineering — RA YUKAWA
Vocals — RA YUKAWA
Songwriting — RA YUKAWA

I Know It's Not Cute To Be A Martyr

I Know It’s Not Cute To Be A Martyr

Your nails were dutty.
And I made it art.
Everything about you, I saw in frames
and behind a lens, immortalising it —
your smile, the way your two front teeth
parted between
your lips.

It was everything!
And you were still with me, yeah, yeah, yeah!
We were young and it was everything! (You were giving Cheraw)
(You were giving Cheraw) You were giving, you were giving, yeah, yeah, yeah!
She ate me up and left no crumbs.

You can wear my glasses.
Turn my hat faced backwards, on your head.
Fingers up in the camera.
Tongue out looking like we with the shhh.
Do you hear that?
Swear my heart could speak inglés,
you still wouldn’t comprehend my feelings.

But it was everything, ah yeah.
And you were still with me, yeah, yeah, yeah.
We were young and it was everything!
You were giving, you were giving, yeah, yeah…
You were giving Cheraw, you were giving Cheraw.
Cheraw, Cheraw, Cheraw…
Cheraw, Cheraw, Cheraw…
You were giving.

Haha
Bonfire and The Weeknd with Frank in hand.
I on’t got no moonroof but don’t it feel like it?
You make the metal disappear from the ceiling.
Swear when I’m by myself, I never see no stars peeling, peeling, peeling...
Haha, you were giving…

Available for streaming on all major DSP’s.

Official Visual — https://youtu.be/aoKVDe5wUDM?si=bQKAMmqzgpy28LVi

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Production — Velvet
Sound Engineering — RA YUKAWA
Vocals — RA YUKAWA
Songwriting — RA YUKAWA

Cheraw, South Carolina

I could write a song for you.
I could write a book,
and three letters.
I could bring it home for you,
and build that tiny house
in the woods —
I could,
talk to crows and deers for you.
I would feed them in my garden
make friends like Snow White, honest.
Cut my chest and grow a beard for you.
Buffen up and open walls
of the hole inside my heart;
and I could shed several tears for you.
Prove my love for the little you
you brought into this world.
I’d pay your bills so you can focus
on your craft and who you’re gonna be
‘cause if it’s real and in our destiny,
I want you in front of me.

You in front of me.
You in front of me.
Ah, ooo-oh, ooo-ah…
You in front of me.
You, in front of me…

So I’m gon’ write an album to you.
I’m gon’ write a movie
and three novels.
Gon’ always bring it home to you,
and till that lot of land for our family —
yes, I can.
Bring hummingbirds and butterflies to you,
mmmhm.
I’m gon’ plant bushes of flowers
and pour sweet rivers aside us.
Defend your honour, bare my arms to you.
Wrap my warmth around and wear my heart
like sleeves of tattoos that you want!
I’ll get it! Shed some blood for you.
Ink the art of our dreams,
permanently, on me, to you.
And show up daily
for the love of the baby
and who they’re gonna be
‘cause if it’s real and in our destiny…

Front of me.
You in front of me.
‘Cause if it’s real and in our destiny…

Who am I gonna be?
What’s real and in my destiny?
I want me in front of me
(I want me in front of me),
so I can see clearly.
(I wanna see clearly,
wanna see clearly.)
I wanna get from front of me,
so I can see crystally.
(I wanna see crystally.)
I want you in front me
(in front of me),
so I can see infinitely.
Infinity
Infinite me
In fin—

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Sound Engineering — RA YUKAWA
Vocals — RA YUKAWA
Songwriting — RA YUKAWA

Can I Destroy Your Microchip? (Demo)

I put all my love for you in a pencil.
My hand burned with pain as I wrote.
I watched my tears make mud of the paper,
as ash bled from my fingers to my palms.
The rings around my vena amoris cut
through my flesh, to bone.
I was nude, and all I could do
was write some more.

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Production — Moodan
Sound Engineering — RA YUKAWA
Vocals — RA YUKAWA
Songwriting — RA YUKAWA

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