2:47 A.M.

Ancient echoes linger beneath the surface of time, where myths reflect not what was, but what still silently breathes. These are the stories that vibrate behind forgotten colors and unspoken feelings: a mirror reflecting something ancient within us all. The nameless finds form in rhythm, and the lost returns through sound.


Floating in Error

cozy (lofi remaster)

SOUTHSIDE (Prod.dstrbd)

Pistol Packin(PROD.RIKU)

I’m living paycheck to paycheck 
Just tryna stay alive
Muthafuckas they be all in my face telling them lies
I’m bout to lose my mind
Finna put y’all in da ground
Bitch I ride w no hitters 
Who’s up next to the mound 
 
Day to day on this paper chase
Just Tryna pave the way 
If I don’t work then I don’t eat
N I won’t have no place to stay
On dat black mask robbing
Then I backdoe trapping 
Is this shit a nightmare 
How did it all happen 
Lost my damn grandpappy 
Plus my foo from elementary 
Is this the last chapter 
Of dubbys non fiction 
Boy this game is so wicked
 get some plays they start switching
If a nigga play me
Leave him stiff and all twitching

I Am An Empty Vessel

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