All songs are produced by insertartistnamehere (yes, thats their name)

All songs written/recorded/mixed by Roy Mac

Cover art made by WayneTaylor

Image of Now

Beat produced by Lucas Quinn

Written/Recorded/Mixed by Samuel James Cook

Rabbits

Beat procued by B. Young

Written/Recorded/Mixed by Samuel James Cook

Talk Away

Beat Produced by FYKSEN

everybody needs emotional support
but strangers, really feels like they just throw us overboard
and there in no report on our death 
there's nothing left 
but our own accord of the mess that we left
it really feels like there is nothing that is so important
that'd you'd rather be in bundles while we're cold and sore
you be holding warm blankets up to the fire
I just say no more spanking, that's what I desire
there will be no more thanking the day that I retire
no one realizing I am the one who's really getting higher
I be puffing while I'm flying through the open space of time
like the Mayans, I'm just trying to figure out what life is
do you really think that you can tell me where the mic is?
do you really think I give a shit about what you say?
do you really think that you can get me far as bike did?
I ride my shit from San Diego all the way to LA
just to feel a bit of something that's the message I live
cause I'm really feeling nothing I'm just wasting away
just to feel a bit of something wonder what would I give
cause the feeling of assumption tells me I should be great
grateful for this, grateful for that
grateful for friends, and I'm  grateful for rap
without this on my back think I'd retrace my steps
think I'd try to reverse of I'm aiming for death
Selfish
I don't give a shit what anybody else is
I'm selfish
I don't give a damn what anybody else is
been a long wait doing everybody else's
been a long day and nobody even helping
so now I'm just selfish
ain't nobody ever holding my hand
palms are sweaty from the nerves that keep on running away
ain't nobody ever told me I can
I just try to keep my head above the message of hate
keep a message of faith and tuck it under my belt
when a lesson awaits I'll whip it out for some help
cause no one reaching for me when I be grabbing above
it's often easy to please but never happens enough
I see a lot of people smiling when they're walking the street
so why is everybody frowning when they're talking to me
I swear I'm not the one that's awful and be awkward to meet
but guess I am the one that's barking at tress
ah geez
I really though I was a pleasant presence
but it's all inside my head I'm just a lesser peasant
don't nobody wanna mess with me I'm never getting better
think I'll be inside this mess I'm betting forever

Everybody Else (pro. FYKSEN)

D.W.T.S (pro. FYKSEN)

Production/Mixing by @prodborealis

Producer Borealis and I were randomly paired together to make this song for a track battle. This is what came out of that.

Borealis - Puddles (feat. Roymac)

Beat Produced by RichDropKick
LYRICS:

I been lookin to the top I got my perseverance
Even when the homies drop you know it hurts to hear it
Nothing i could do to stop it so im learning fear is
nothing but an object in my way i gotta swerve and steer in
All different directions til i wreck it off on overpass
Never learn my lesson shit i never even known my dad
Enemies approach i keep em closer than a shoulder bag
Going for the throat but noone choke as much as smoking has
Why im broke and sad
But im acting happy
Never will you know my past
Why you fucking laughing
I aint making joke and jabs
I aint even supposed to have
To be in here with folks that had
A chance but missed the boat and passed
When the oceans flat
What you waiting for
You really think you staying in yo room and they gone pay it forward
Really think you aiming for the moon when you just ate a fortune
Cookie look me in the eyes and tell me that you aint important

Everyone deserves to be on top
Even urchins that be lurking underneath those rocks
But we dont wanna see no slop
Need to earn it through some working need to clean yo snot
And i dont mean to be yo pops
I just wanna see you eating something other than chop cheese
Its nothing we not free
To leave or stop
So can somebody watch me
To each they own

Maybe he stayed home
Maybe she said go away
And never come back
I dont ever wanna see you again
I aint ever gonna see you as friend
Why you hanging out around me i dont need to pretend
First they crowding all around me for the weed in my pen
Heard i got some clout and got some beats to be sent
I dont ever like the sound of it i leave it to them
To get out of being lousy Im a season ahead
Im a seasonal vet
Aint got no reason to beg
Got some seasons for beef
And i got the cheese for the eggs
We got no reason to beef
Shit dont you see me in bed
Im deep in need of some sleep
So can we put it to rest
I put my foot in my jeans just like you one at a time
But i look as good as can be
You just be looking alright
But when you look in the mirror you look yourself in the eyes
You need a boost in yo spirit
Everything gonna be fine

Rock Top (pro. RichDropKick)

Beat Produced by Psychic
Written/Recorded/Mixed by Roymac

LYRICS:
Just left home, already they all forgot the name.
Think before you act cause in seconds you know a lot can change.
Just let go, already forgot to operate.
Dysfunctional appendage, I get it when people walk away.
If they don't get a percentage you watch the possie fade.
They try to mess with your image when on the top of game.
You pay attention to digits, you got a lot to gain.
You never hear me mention my riches, I got it locked away.
Trust nobody, what they taught me as a youngen.
How are you supposed to know a smile means nothing?
To know I might need tuck it under my lousy belt
and have to pull it for life. Judging? Worry about yourself.
Its a cold cold world, you got to find the tropics,
but as soon as you land you got some quiet pockets.
Tell me got to work with the hand that I been dealt,
but every time I get a chance I just damage it might as well give up.
I'm tired of tryna make additions.
Been trying so hard to make a difference.
Everyone that enters my life, they try to take a pinch of
everything that entered my life. Am I behaving different?
Make me feel some type of way when seeing baby pictures.
I know I'm not the same. I'm getting way too intimate,
but like a ray I wanna shine some light upon the fact
I'm grateful for my mom and dad,
but I'm the only common attachment
between what's wrong with that.
I'm slowly moving on from past.
Catch me in my dungeon alone with a pack of rotten rats.
I'm sitting in a puddle of roaches scratching off my scabs.
I'm just too damn hopeless.
Wait pause. Run it back.
Hopeless, but know this, I keep moving forth.
Cope with erosion and sleep thru the storm.
Focus your motives. It's weak to be warm
when their homies that poke just to eat with a fork.
I told you I'm deep in this war.
I'm colder than sleet when it pours.
Not boasting, just loathing you hedons and whores
that be toasting to homeless and reap the rewards.
Its atrocious. Disgusting must say.
You must notice. Shit you must entertain.
The fact that you holding enough of the grain
to give back to the road, but you tuck it in safe.
Why you think they cause a ruckus up in Minnesota?
Rather watch the city crumble than be hit for quotas.
Protect the people with the money. What about the rest?
You leave it up to guns, and roses every house, on every step.
Didn't even know the gun was loaded. Doubted threat.
Now they see me rolling. Done with holding out regrets.
Like a PETA post, I'm hunching over, out of breath.
Thinking about the people close. The ones that hold it down to death.

Forty Ate (pro. Psychic)

Beat Produced by Rebouz and Veshman
Vocals by Roymac and Rebouz

This is the finished product of pairing 2 random producers and a vocalist who have never worked together. Hope you enjoy

Highway feat. Rebouz (pro. Rebouz x Veshman)

All songs are produced by insertartistnamehere (yes, thats their name)

All songs written/recorded/mixed by Roy Mac

One More Chance

Turn Around

Image Of Now

Big Wheel

Never Seen You (prod. BAM Beats)

Beat Produced by @uriahhaughawout

LYRICS: 
bloody knuckles
and i chuckle
time to buckle down
i got trouble 
but it doubles
cuz i fuck around
get too angry
cant control it
but i musnt frown
cuz if my family
knew whats going on
dont know if they could love me now

i been thinking bout the things that i did today
i been thinking bout the things that i did last week
i been thinking bout how i should probably change
i been thinking bout how i should probably speak up
instead i feel my cheeks blush
i get anxiety 
firing inside of me
but i dont know 
where i would be
if i were any different
didnt listen to the bitches
that told me i didnt fit in
now im sittin here alone
getting stoned up in my home
no i wont pick up my phone
because i dont wanna go outside
rather hide right here
rather die right here
rather lie to my peers
bout whats inside 
of my mind
no i wont shed a tear 
in front of nobody
you know i dont fear nobody
cuz i hit myself in the head
probably one day with the lead
probably one day see me dead 
in the streets 
probably one day see me 
at the bottom of a creek

bloody knuckles
and i chuckle
time to buckle down
i got trouble 
but it doubles
cuz i fuck around
get too angry
cant control it
but i musnt frown
cuz if my family
knew whats going on
dont know if they could love me now

i waste my time
i waste my money 
to numb my mind 
but nothing gets done 
so i go find 
another goldmine 
unwind 
til i cant see the signs 
go by

Bloody Knuckles (pro. Messiah)

Beat Produced By Messiah of TeamSESH - @uriahhaughawout

LYRICS:
i was just eleven smoking bones straight to the dome
wishin i was seven dad was home wasnt alone
get high to forget it but i wish he wasnt gone
when he goes to heaven i hope that he hears this song

ya you fucked up my life
when u got a second wife
dont u take a second 
to think what u doin isnt right
ya u fucked a perth bitch
now u got a third kid 
better put the work in
if i ever see him hurtin

imma give you hell
better raise him well
get over urself
do u even got a brain
its hard to tell

leave at 5 to go to work
get home at 9 i know you heard
me everytime i told you that i 
didnt like how much it hurt me
now im lying in the dirt
and u think that is all im worth
but ill show u a better person
cuz i know that i deserve it
i just sit and put the work in
on these motherfucking verses
stealing money outta purses
cuz nobody ever heard this

i was just eleven smoking bones straight to the dome
wishin i was seven dad was home want alone
get high to forget it but i wish he wasnt gone
when he goes to heaven i hope that he hears this song

im tired of these pussybois
totin straps
shit is whack
ya u say that u attack
but never do i see u pack
why these people think 
they gotta have a trap
just to rap
i be talking bout some shit
that take me back
spittin facts
friday
got payed
spent it all on a sack
my way
to stay 
from thinking bout my past
life moves too fast
i feel like im on a track
but it keeps going in circles
i feel like im running laps

Moldy Air (pro. Messiah)

Waking Moment

Produced by Comma Dee

Recorded/Mixed/Mastered at Roymac Records

This song is 100% non-profit.
If you have any questions or concerns please email roymac.mgmt@gmail.com

Up To Me (pro. Comma Dee)

Beat Produced by MBWAV

Recorded/Mixed/Mastered at Roymac Records

This song is 100% non-profit.
If you have any questions or concerns please email roymac.mgmt@gmail.com

Rusty Railroad (pro. MBWAV)

Beat Produced by Chxse Bank

Recorded/Mixed/Mastered at Roymac Records

This song is 100% non-profit.
If you have any questions or concerns please email roymac.mgmt@gmail.com

Often Broken (pro. Chxse Bank)

Beat Produced by Vanilla

Recorded/Mixed/Mastered at Roymac Records

This song is 100% non-profit.
If you have any questions or concerns please email roymac.mgmt@gmail.com

LYRICS:
i be sitting in the bottom 
of alot of problems
thinking i dont got em 
but i think that i forgot 
about the things i said to momma
couple years without a proper 
conversation i been caught up
need to stop before i end up like my father
hes a workaholic 
never is he calling
always worried bout another dollar
never bout his son and daughter
nowadays dont even bother 
tryna be a part of 
what he brought up
think of all the things he maybe couldve taught us
now hes teaching me what not to be
sometimes i cannot believe 
how anyone could raise a child then play em like monopoly
it rotten seeing all the kids be robbing for some property
cuz father be across the sea 
and counting up apostophes
but never is he sharing 
never is he caring bout me
life it isnt fair 
they always gonna stare and doubt me
but i be in my layer 
i never share whats coming out me
sittin in my chair 
avoid the bears that be around me
oh it so astounding
giving me the feeling as a kid 
when i was playing hide and seek 
and someone found me
why you steady frowning
life is full of lots of pretty things and pretty faces 
you just gotta look around please
stop the looking down feet
take a look on down stream
look at all the brown leaves
falling to the ground beneath you
i just i cannot believe you
why you letting life defeat you
say that everybody hate you
i think it was nice to meet you
one of like the nicest people that ive ever met
i dont try to be an equal no i never will forget
momma told me be myself and you will never have regrets
and if you ever need some help you know im ready protect
i been thinking to myself about the things i mighta said
to people i dont mean to hurt i just been caught up in my head
but i know you do not deserve to deal with me when im a wreck
so i just hide away in bed
and try to fight away the dread

but life it never ends until youre dead
gotta find what makes you happy is it friends
is the laughing just pretend
id rather make ammense
than have to live around the fence
i think the frowning make me tense
to have to live without a friend

Nice To Meet You (pro. Vanilla)

Beat Produced by WHYZY

Recorded at Roymac Records

Mixed/Masted by WHYZY

If you have any questions or concerns please email roymac.mgmt@gmail.com

LYRICS:
its SJC and WHYZY
coming at you like the rescue team with high beams
but i might need a little more light
please allow me to try
and i promise that ill never waste a second of your time
promise that i never meant to make a mess of what is right
momma said dont let em get to you dont ever start a fight
when they getting in your head just let em know youre not the type
to let a petty bitch get in the way of livin life
though i told ya that im over the exposure
so why u coming at me like im asking you for closure
i dont know ya
i dont want ya fucking poster
i dont want a single thing that u been pulling out ya toaster
shit is grosser than the bottom of some hobo toes
getting closer to the bottom of the ocean flows
i wont go til im murdered or i overdose with no clothes on
waiting for the day to expose my own photons

why is everybody hiding behind me
look into my eyes and remind me
i am not a pine tree
i am not the person to align the
different shapes and pattern flying all around ya mind please
stop and take a second to remember all the times
we didnt have a penny no we didnt have a dime
but never did it matter all the laughter kept out minds off it
nowadays i think id rather take a nap in my coffin

stuck just like a sitting duck but im never giving up
what i gotta do to make you realize im sick as fuck
what i gotta do to make you realize the truth
to feel the lies and deal with guys that say tomatoes not a fruit
on the table theres the proof
in the stable theres the hooves of horses
big enough to move ya corpses after tryna shoot
after tryna make em forfeit
ya you really tried to for em of the courses
think you need to check ya sources
need to get it done before it reaches anything important
getting dark so like the torches or you might fall into gorges
you might trip over different kinda sticks that they been fixing in the mixing
time is tocking off the clock but i dont listen to the ticking
shit is wicked
make you feel the need to stand when you been sitting
you the man to make the wishes wanna come to terms with living
wanna come to life tonight
you need to slow down the sippin
need to go out and get it
i got no doubt ya with it

Out My Shell

Nap In My Coffin

Beat Produced by WHYZY 

Recorded, Mixed/Mastered at Roymac Records

If you have any questions or concerns please email roymac.mgmt@gmail.com

LYRICS:

Spaghetti and Juul

LYRICS:
thinking bout the days when we didn't have to work
no it didn't matter were not worried bout afterwards
thinking why does everything have to crash and burn
my life's a disaster serves me right for not asking first

i tried to do you right
i guess i wronged a couple times too many
come across as nice but then he 
saw what lied inside
i guess he didn't want a bite
i'm getting rid of what is mine
i'm sick and tired of the cries
while no one trying to survive

wont you try a little harder
wont you finish what you started
put together what you parted 
don't forget about the garden
don't forget about the friends
that stuck with you when you had nothing
shit if it was not for them
i don't think my blood would be pumping

thinking bout the days when we didn't have to work
no it didn't matter were not worried bout afterwards
thinking why does everything have to crash and burn
my life's a disaster serves me right for not asking first

i wish dollars don't exist 
i wish we all could just be happy
no more diamonds on the wrist
no everybody quit the acting
that puts smiles on my face
when i see everybody laughing
when we all can get a taste
of what its like to not be lacking

roymac

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