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MY HEAVEN IS ON EARTH - prod. PULSE

Lyrics:

Keep stacking up crates like you work at the rig,
you treat me wrong I will never forget,
your covered in fluids your taking a risk,
I pity the ones that just stay locked in the mix,
so farewell,
feeling so lost and It’s costing my health,
problems you have will never be impelled,
them medical bills have you signed up for pells,
time has run out keep on sounding the bell,
you feel all alone your not asking for help,
I'm making a wish throw a coin in a well,
beginning to question this feeling I felt,
farewell,
no don’t you cry,
we’re passing the time,
we just gotta prevail,
im holding the line,
don’t tell me these lies,
your just telling a tale,
you sit in disguise, wondering why,
would I even try, it’s a taking a toll,
I’m stuck in the cold, I’m just trynna get well,
in my heart I can’t die unless I’m sacrificed,
but I’m just living well,
you can not survive,
looking down from the height,
take one step and you fell.

Mixed/Mastered by SYRXGE
Produced by SYRXGE & @KILLMEAMNESIA

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/50vRNZ9I60JADUbQN7LGJ9?si=638fe337011f41e0

FOREVER&NEVER (PROD. KILLMEAMNESIA)

probably the most out-there song i've ever made. weird as hell. potentially terrible. i love it deeply
took me forever to figure out how to structure this one but i love how varied and chaotic it is
featuring @youngmindtrip x @sleepwalker1031 / prod @prodbyraid x @lxrd_unknxwn / mix @saturnslament / shoutout to all yall for making this fried ass song happen

lyrics//

youngmindtrip//
you can feel the swag when we all up in the place 
in my carhart bitch I feel like Wicca phase 
purple in my blunt bitch I feel like jozie Haze 
100 gram blunt yeah I take it to the face
you can feel the swag when we all up in the place 
in my carhart bitch I feel like Wicca phase 
purple in my blunt bitch I feel like jozie Haze 
100 gram blunt yeah I take it to the face

jozie//
take it to the face, i could tear ya face off
nakajima haze, dead cypher like the stray dogs
no we aint soft, bitch we let grenades off
makin plays, yall shoulda never played ball

outsider, im just tryna stay gold
so dazed, see it when i say so
dont hate on the way i aint home
no name, and i need a bankroll
new goals, need a bunch of blue notes
i'm immortal, if u ever wanna pull it, do so
bumpin sade
in the car all day
run up on it, better know i got a bulletproof soul
bulletproof soul, we dont do the talkin
rock shit, make a parking lot moshpit
wouldn't you know? we dont like drama
talk shit, bitch cry to your momma
full of nouveau thoughts but im boxed in
makin songs though, i want it, im clocked in
couldn't do no lookin back often
makin the best of it, gotta lock in
where we at where we at where we at where we at
where we at where we at where we at where we at
where we at where we at where we at where we at
where we at where we at where we at where we at
sleepwalker//


youngmindtrip//
you can feel the swag when we all up in the place 
in my carhart bitch I feel like Wicca phase 
purple in my blunt bitch I feel like jozie Haze 
100 gram blunt yeah I take it to the face
you can feel the swag when we all up in the place 
in my carhart bitch I feel like Wicca phase 
purple in my blunt bitch I feel like jozie Haze 
100 gram blunt yeah I take it to the face

SKELETON CREW ft. youngmindtrip + sleepwalker (prod. RAID + LXRD UNKNXWN)

WITHIN EARSHOT

DRIP

TOO FAR GONE

...ONLY IN GTA

I WANNA SEE U BLEED

MTV Prod fin9k & MarzOTB

IT'S THAT FEELING AGAIN

Lately I don’t know what sleeping is 
I wake up every day like it’s meaningless 
I Look up where the Ceiling is yeah
I swear like there’s no healing this 
The blood dripping to my fist  
I’m smoking on the dabs dont even know what feeling is 
I’m shaken up why this feeling never passing 
Why nobody matching 
All these grams Im tryna pack in 
Playing with the oujia on the door the demon tapping 
I’m alone but money stacking
I’m stoned always lagging 
Hear the voice the ghost chatting 
Hear the rain outside it’s a gloomy night 
Feel like nothing right 
Hear your voice in my dream but never the sight 
Never smoking light 
I see the edible I take a bite 
I reunite with all these thoughts that cause me so much fright 
Same shit different day 
Same pain blunt lit 
Take an eight to the face 
Popping pills so I don’t ache 
Why my hand always shake 
I cannot stand when when I just break  I can’t escape 
I think my pain would take a cake 
Crunch Berry in the cone, sweet swirl in the ozone
Flick the Bic, flame dance  speakin’ in a low tone
Whip glide through pines like a blade through skin
Chrome smile moonlit, i don’t know where I been 
Steerin’ with the ghost in the seat next to mine
Wrist glow soft in that pale moonshine
Got the Past life ridin’ shotgun, can’t put it behind
And my Thoughts loopin’ back like cassette rewind
Lately I don’t know what sleeping is 
I wake up every day like it’s meaningless 
I Look up where the Ceiling is yeah
I swear like there’s no healing this 
The blood dripping to my fist  
I’m smoking on the dabs dont even know what feeling is 

Produced by oceanash

IDK What Sleeping Is

cobra $hins - cracks in the glow
prod. by cobra $hins
sample from 2814 - recovery

CRACKS IN THE GLOW

Might work on an ep soon not sure yet tho 
Stay tuned in mfs

WAKE UP (PROD BY IBRANDY)

LYRICS 

P.O.V.
You my enemy 
All you finna see is different ways I make you bleed 

.223’s 
Make that pussy scream 
Hit it from the back I make her act just how I need 

They like “Who is he”
Bitch I’m him that’s me 
I done spawned up outa hell they sayin “he a different breed”
I guess you about to see 
I can’t ever let it be 
Shawty Violence all I know if it’s a go I never freeze 

Bitch this a horror flick 
The type to make you sick 
Hoe I can’t pass around this gas cause you gone baby sit 
Piss on they grave and shit 
I hope they hate this shit 
But they won’t do shit cause they know just who the apex is 

P.O.V.
You my enemy 
All you finna see is different ways I make you bleed 

.223’s 
Make that pussy scream 
Hit it from the back I make her act just how I need

P.O.V. [PROD BY HYPNOTIZE]

This is a non-monetized, non-commercial remix of “Ensalada” by Freddie Gibbs, featuring the original Anderson .Paak hook. This remix reimagines and rearranges elements of the song to explore themes of resilience, ambition, and the struggles of daily life, while honoring the original artists’ intent. It reflects on the grind of hustling, navigating systemic challenges, and chasing success in a world that often feels stacked against you.

All vocals, hooks, and instrumental elements are used respectfully for creative purposes only, as part of a fan-made homage and reinterpretation. This track is not intended for commercial use, and no monetization is applied. The remix preserves the energy, lyricism, and storytelling of the original while adding a fresh perspective through rearranged production and layered textures.

SOUL PART 2

T00T3D UP! FT LouisV.777

dirty south. rapper & producer. founder of collective 7CE. 

Booking: 7cebusiness@gmail.com

hi i’m bryan, sometimes i makes music. feedback much appreciated!! message me on twitter to use my beat. @emo_leader

IT'S THAT FEELING AGAIN

7CE WIZ

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