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Swept (Wooski Diss)

Sweeper Story

Focus Up (feat. Jay Hound)

Focus Up (feat. Sdot Go)

150 K (WhoRunItNYC Performance)

Your Friends

TESLA

Stalker

FACEBOOK

Pass Off (feat. TaTa)

Strangers

Run Shit (feat. Jay Hound)

48 (feat. Sha Gz)

Flick Outta Foreign (feat. Jay Hound & Jay5ive)

Texas (feat. Sdot Go & Jay Hound)

Jay5ive - My Gun / Bad Day

I don't blow smoke I just blow minds
Lip sync sin with my hands in time
You brought a ballad I flipped it to trap
Now your knees on beat and your zipper’s snapped

I’m tuned tight don’t fret, just feel
Got you strung out on sex appeal
Bridge too high? I bend like truth
No capo, just control and proof

Fingers like fire, rhythm like sin
Slide so smooth, you’ll confess again
I ain’t your first, but I’ll be your last
Call that a hook now let’s drop the past

Tongue in cheek, where the bassline dips
I eat the beat and your ego in licks
Tongue in cheek, hallelujah hums
I lick till your sins drip off my gums

Encore hits, you shake on cue
No second take when I’m through with you
Left you breathless, no need to guess
You’re still twitchin’, so I’ll take that as a yes

Your spine’s a scale I walk it blind
Every step a note, every gasp in time
No flat lines raise the stakes
Your body hums when the silence breaks

Call it obsession, call it a sin
You arch like a chord when I slide back in
Forget applause just bite the sheet
This climax don’t repeat on beat

I don’t need a stage just need a room
You bring the echo, I bring the boom
Solo act, no mic required
Just you, me, and this misplaced choir

Slide to the bridge and I bend your pitch
Moan in a loop like a DJ glitch
I don’t need stems, I sample your sighs
Loop it raw while your logic fries

Tempo tease your back in swing
Legato drip while the hi-hats sting
No filter cut I crave that hiss
Your echo rides every peak I kiss

I spit bars with your breath on mine
Call that reverb wet by design
Touch so loud it clips the track
We peak together then I drag it back

I’m in your mix, no quantize safe
You flinch on beat I bite the eighth
No metronome, just flesh and time
We sync like sin, then slide out of line

Fingers tracing that waveform slope
Each curve a note, each gasp a trope
You hit sustain while I detune grace
Now bend like truth ‘til the bassline breaks

Choke on tempo, I stretch that space
Delay your halo, reverb your grace
BPM bends while I bow your will
Even silence cracks when my touch stands still

I remix pain into pleasure’s key
Pitch you down ‘til you pray on me
Your spine a fader, I ride each dip
You mute the world when I grip that clip

Tongue in cheek, where the bassline dips
I eat the beat and your ego in licks
Tongue in cheek, hallelujah hums
I lick till your sins drip off my gums 

Swallow the verse, let the hook pull tight
We snap like strings in a spotlight fight
One take, one sin, one brutal send
No outro, baby just “play that again.”

Tongue in Cheek

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Flick Outta Foreign (feat. Jay Hound & Jay5ive)

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