Where are these samples from? This is super surreal.

Are the instrumentals sampled as well? or did you compose them?

god, I love this, it's one of the best things i've found on /mu/

Love that jazz. U’ve git such a weird vibe and i dig it! Hey I'll follow u, will u follow me!?

came back 3 years later just to say that this rocks and is, indeed, the one best track that comes to mind when anyone ever asks me "what's the best thing you've ever found from a self-shilling thread on /mu/?" (no one ever asked me or will ask me such a thing but that's my response anyway)

pensé que éramos tal para cual

Costco haha heeehehee

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i am in a costco food court
dont know what i am doing here
day by day it has become a chore
why cant it all just become clear 

its so weird there isnt that much time
guess i will just stand here and wait in line
i feel living but im not alive
maybe ill just buy a chicken bake 

someone point me to the sudafed 
i just bought a giant mattress 
Stealing all the chili samples
and I throw it at the masses 

100 % angus frank
cardboard pizza hits the spot
all these deals are pretty dank
in costco pants im lookin hot 

all these prices are so cheap 
om slowly sinking into debt 
im gonna sell my kidneys just to buy more Costco bread 

Costco house Costco car
Costco phone just up to par
Costco vodka Costco Rum
Costco liquor in my tum 

i just maxed my credit card and everybody looked at me
I just wanted deals and now my hands are laying empty
So I look into the eyes of the poor costco employee
and tell her you are on my hitlist guard your friends and family

Costco Food Court (Demo)

when the lights go out
i fuck bitches in my room 
when the sun goes up
i wake up feeling blue
realize it was a dream
then i go back to sleep
the card's way up my sleeve
damn, this shit hits deep

i go grab a glass
de vino en cartón
then i slit my wrist
por puto y maricón
despíerto otra vez
no me quiero matar 
quiero aparecer
en otra dimensión

NOVENA DIMEN(((SION))) [prod felixgato]

two weeks grizzly bear cover

Fiends Like Deez

Doperone

Kasabu Libaas

Your Heart For My Number ขอใจเธอแลกเบอร์โทร (Kor Jai Tur Laek Bur Toh)(by Yinglee Srijumpol)

Found a path don’t think you know
The clay in the stream, weak flowers grow
And all unknown what hides inside the extremities

Tempered leaves break off to flight
I unplug my power without fight
So I’ll forget the last time you’d regret

When’d you leave that old farmhouse
The phone had been cut, the fire’s out
I’ll sit here soaked, in silence, on the moaning floor boards

Had to walk myself back home
Maybe your shit car would drive by slow
And I could wave; as you would drive away

There’s a garden out west there, wherever you’re going
Is it too late to ask where you’ve been
And an orchid pavilion keeps blooming, just waiting
Whoever you are holding me now in hand just wiltin’

Last torn bit of that photo
The one that I took before you showed
The christ-cuck fantasy I thought you were running from

Used it up to hide the fact
You said late last night you’re coming back
But I have gone a long, long way from here

“I feel like I have an instant rapport with you.”
“Uh, better look in the manual.”
“You could get hurt again.”
“Yes, I’d like to send this letter to the Prussian consulate in Siam.”
“It was 27 years.”
“Well, I tried.”
“She had a very good reason.”
“Which was?”

I don’t know how plants work!

There’s a garden out west there, wherever you’re going
Cuz you’re not telling me where you’ve been
And an orchid pavilion keeps blooming, just waiting
Whoever you are holding me now in hand: “Walt Whitman”

Said you’d meet me at some town
We must have rode through, I don’t know how
I’ll let the neon warm me as I wait for the sun

Cool whispers open my eyes
The bloom rushing up and down my spine
A fear so strange to love how much you’ve changed

“I feel like I have an instant rapport with you.”
“Uh, better look in the manual.”
“You could get hurt again.”
“Yes, I’d like to send this letter to the Prussian consulate in Siam.”
“It was 27 years.”
“Well, I tried.”
“She had a very good reason.”
“Which was?”
“Can we have sex? Please?”

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