Unconditional Pain is based off of true emotions and feelings relating to real life problems  in today's society. also it's mixed with alternative rock   
Hip Hop flow with dynamical voice ranges.

Unconditional Pain

ncahh!(unmastered intro)

(edit) It has come to my attention that Track 4 is seriously lacking in the mix, as I cannot replace it currently, expect a re mastered single in the near future.

All made in 2021,. had to really peel the gum from my boot making this. I think it's become such a big deal to put all this together I'm becoming avoidant. Qualities I really don't like embodying are seeming to become the norm. Indecision, and unsure of my direction constantly has lead to some great creations, but also stifled the cohesive nature that a true album can bring to the table. I've divided what I do have into sub categories, which has helped a bit. But now the question is, what to continue making modern day. Should i stop experimenting so much? Focus on one style and get it down pat? And also how to transition from showing you guys boom bap, to trap, to uke type stuff and then back to boom bap. In reality, it probably doesn't matter but I wish I knew where I was going.

Till next time.

Stay Good; Mason.

Full Tape Produced By LIM0

For collabs have a open verse ready and hmu on Insta @mocasinjunkie

THE LIM0 TAPE. prod by LIM0

Aint Trippin

@skellyruno @da1nonlybaba

 [lyrics]
SEND EM BANDZ TO MY BRO
IM SENDING FLOWERS TO ALL MY HOES
THEY SAY U DO THE MOST
ITS COLD GIVENCHY MY COAT
I SWEAR I LOVE THE SNOW MY HEART ON FROZE
LEMME GRAB MY POLE OPP DROPPED THE LOO0
CANT WAIT TO TURN UP AT THE SHOW
IM GETTING PAPER
IM ON THAT SILK ROAD
MY NEW BIH BAD
THINK HER HEART MADE OF GOLD
WOAH
IM BACK ON MY WOAH
IM BACK ON MY WOAH SHXT
DONT TALK BOY UON KNOW SHI
ME N JUAN JUST POPPED THAT JIGGA 
WE TOO LIT
WHAT RYLO SAID
THEY HAPPY BROKE
IM TRYNA BE MAD RICH
WE TURN NUN TO SUM
THEY SWEAR WE DO MAGIC
SKELLY I GOT YOUR BACK DONT PANIC
I KNOW THAT IT GET HARD LIKE GRANITE
ITS  A SKELLY DAY EVERYDAY
RUN EM RACKS BOY WE DONT PLAY
AINT WORRIED BOUT YALL BY THE WAY
I KNOW THAT GRAMMY ON THE WAY
S ON MY CHEST ILL SAVE DA DAY
PUT UR TRUST IN ME
JUST BELIEVE IN ME

BABA! ~ woahshxt! [skellyfied! exclusive]

Battle The Hate

Let's Talk Bout Fears Ft. Rise Of Shadow

What is your Love (prod. When? & vvsmalibu)

In My Head (Jerk Remix) (Prod timmybeats3000)

one sip away prod. malryez

Raconteur is an unsigned artist who’s now being played regularly across many US radio stations, most recently featuring twice on ChuckD’s radio show ‘AndYouDontStop’. He’s also been featured in various music magazines and blogs being touted as ‘An extraordinary artist ready to explode onto the scene’ (Hip Hop Crowns). Every track can be streamed free on Spotify and added to your playlist via this link: https://open.spotify.com/artist/7nD2RdEGhrEVJHEqcf1Hbj 

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Lyrics
‘Seeking something I can’t define,
Can’t even picture, can’t describe,
In endless pursuit of forbidden fruit,
A dwelling of ill repute I can’t find,
Can’t dispute, I’m beyond rebuke, 
The feeling is absolute in my mind,
Feel cheated, mistreated and been denied,
Never settled where I reside,
Dressed dishevelled with waning pride,
Pained by the love that I cast aside,
The only one that could have been my bride,
Left bereft losses on either side,
Still so mystified why I lied,
Tried to be snide with a bit on the side,
Now justifiably I’m much maligned,
Reapplied, but she’s not replied,
Sensed true love I just can’t provide,
My true nature she identified,
Plan’s not panning out how was designed,
Not healing from whatever was prescribed,
Fatiguing, depleted not satisfied,
Ceding defeat to forces allied,
Self-saboteur not even on my side,
Raconteur sure, but I can’t confide,
Since been a kid been inclined to lie,
Struggle to justify, rationalize,
Why eyes didn’t open till thirty five,
Draped in a guise, I’d fantasize,
Fell behind now need a rapid rise,
Battle cries, troops need to mobilize,
Lay awake at night with wide open eyes,
Backed in a corner, no room to wriggle,
Can’t have a tipple, talk too much drivel,
Slap you, pack you off to hospital,
Can’t be civil, noncommittal, 
Mind so overrun with rhymes that I dribble,
Even if the griddle’s cold I still sizzle,
Far too good to play second fiddle,
I’ve a finger for you it rests in the middle,
Need a focal point now not smoking joints,
Whatever’s on offer, it disappoints,
More clarity yet still confused,
Have I irredeemably been abused,
Feel 8 out of my 9 lives have been used,
Please don’t tempt me I can’t refuse,
Feel like a bomb, don’t light my fuse,
Spend the next day looking round for clues,
It will all go wrong, lose all my screws,
Letters to send out but killed the postman,
I wanna write more but my fingers swollen,
Wanna fly high but my wings been broken,
Sat alone in a coma yet awoken,
Cast adrift at the will of the ocean,
Sun beats down and I need some lotion,
Feel the weight of the world on my shoulders,
I’ve an innate hate I can’t sate and it smoulders,
Rhymes gone rogue like defected soldiers,
All consuming like a plague of locusts,
Trouble looming, can’t seem to focus,
What is real, what is bogus, 
Vacant, always open to shift the onus,
Danger to public safety like POTUS!!!’

one sip away prod. malryez

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