HYPERPOP

(Kind of obsession)
(Going Crazy)

Just a day in his life
(Kind of obsession)
It's a matter of courage
He just wants to climb that building
(Going Crazy)
Disappearing into the sky

It's a strong obsession
(Strong obsession)
Just a matter of time
His new goal is that building
(Going Crazy)
That pierces through the sky

He's got no rope, no plan
(Kind of obsession)
But his hands know the way
Each window is a promise
(Going crazy)
Each ledge a step to the top
(A step to the top, to the top)

No ropes, no rules, no reason
(Mr Robert)
No fear, no doubt, no ceiling
(For Mr Robert)

People stop and stare up
As he walks on air
Mr Robert controls his fear
He leaves nothing to chance

No ropes, no rules, no reason
(Mr Robert)
No fear, no doubt, no ceiling
(For Mr Robert)

Mr Robert is the man who kissed the sky
(A true legend)
Mr Robert is the gravity breaker
(The gravity breaker)

No ropes, no rules, no reason
(Mr Robert)
No fear, no doubt, no ceiling
(For Mr Robert)

Mr Robert

Subdrift Platform

Violet Cipher Maiden

dinero! robando! prod. [bailey + kimj + vvspip]

im fucking back shoutout avril lavigne the goat

complicated cover

@p-guda
(lyrics)
you dont know a thing of my home state right now 
i just want the love and i want to feel it right now
you dont understand that im balling out at homecourt you dont
you dont like them no more
i dont wanna keep on going back and forth
we always hating on hoes 
we always talk shit yeah we going till m0rning hey
you know i feel like a god hiding now
i dnt wanna bring it up nah not right now
i dnt wanna keep on talking till its night now
i dont give a fuck i dont wanna get stabbed no more
always feeling pain in my chest i cant do more
omg i see the blood and now im just thinking galore
i dont wanna hide
but i see that hoe all night
i dont wanna answer right now
i just wanna lay at peace at night
pop a perc lay him down you know we gon dick him (what?)
i dont really like that conversation no more
ima keep on running till im stumbling out the front door
homesick feeling real lost
i got nothing else to lose now
im running right back im lost now
i know im just a nuisance now
i dont wanna go now
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im balling out at homecourt you dont
you dont like them no more
i dont wanna keep on going back and forth
we always hating on hoes 
we always talk shit yeah we going till m0rning hey
you know i feel like a god hiding now
i dnt wanna bring it up nah not right now
i dnt wanna keep on talking till its night now
i dont give a fuck i dont wanna get stabbed no more
always feeling pain in my chest i cant do more
omg i see the blood and now im just thinking galore
i dont wanna hide
but i see that hoe all night
i dont wanna answer right now
i just wanna lay at peace at night
pop a perc lay him down you know we gon dick him (what?)
i dont really like that conversation no more
ima keep on running till im stumbling out the front door
homesick feeling real lost
i got nothing else to lose now
im running right back im lost now
i know im just a nuisance now
i dont wanna go now


IDGAF--(prod. guda)

NOW ON ALL PLATS :3
https://open.spotify.com/intl-ja/album/2QkUTpbi0ny6IgCR9DfYyK?si=iKjNcqfqRPOYP08eq7LHpg

-Prod. glorygasp- 

[p1urr]

I I I don’t really give a fuck
Butchered all my chances bruh 
Don’t test my luck

I feel lonely yuh
Ambiance seance

What to do today?
Ima failure

Dum da de dum 
I don’t want to say more
Dum da de dum
All the calls just sound the same bore

Bet you run my mind
Itching all them fuck ass lines
Bitch you all the same
On the border of hysteria

Everything I do
Everything I fucking say
I don’t know what’s wrong with you
But you corner up my sane

Make me fall again, my voice hurts
My thoughts just make me falter
Looking back, it haunts my mind
Bitch I caught a summer lie 

Can't run away
Bitch you can't run away
What the fuck I do to you
To make you feel I'm disdain? 

Fuck I'm running up the numbers
Comes out short now where's the others?
Where's that guy? What's my line?   
Help me find - la la   

Why you run away?
Bitch, why you run away?  
Can't you stay a little longer,
And help me solve it?

Forfeit, no bitch 
I was fucking prophet
Haters hitting up my credit line
To run these pockets

[REMINGTON870]

He didn't run away so we put him in the coffin
OD throw his body in the creek not talking Dawson

Plurr sent me the beat and that boy told me go retarded 
Not even of this dimensional plane, I'm fucking on it

Pretty boy bossing
Bitch you got me on one
Run his pockets for the investment call this a start up

Pretty bitch, star struck
My penis got her jaw stuck
Pussy boy was talking I told him to put his paws up

(Meow)

Digi tornado tear down the club, tear through all your lies
So gone adrenaline and the drugs, I might fucking die
Bitch you're not rocking you're just a punk, see it in your eyes
Sorry babe kisses are not enough, let me feel you bite

[p1urr]

Everything I do
Everything I fucking say
I don’t know what’s wrong with you
But you corner up my sane

Make me fall again, my voice hurts
My thoughts just make me falter
Looking back, it haunts my mind
Bitch I caught a summer lie 

Can't run away
Bitch you can't run away
What the fuck I do to you
To make you feel I'm disdain? 

Fuck I'm running up the numbers
Comes out short now where's the others?
Where's that guy? What's my line?   
Help me find - la la   

Why you run away?
Bitch, why you run away?  
Can't you stay a little longer,
And help me solve it?

Forfeit, no bitch 
I was fucking prophet
Haters hitting up my credit line
To run these pockets

RUN AWAY ft. REMINGTON870

prod @breakupbreakdown
1. @yungsterbludd
2. @apk-ghost333
3. @1satori

#CR0SSROADS (prod breakupbreakdown)

WHY DO I FAIL

Michael Watson and hazpain on the instrument.

Doom Night

Eye for a Eye

Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/yogur-de-fresa-version-original-ver-texto
Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/yogur-de-fresa-ver-texto

YOGUR DE FRESA

Esta es esa niña bien
que por descender de familia
se cree dama distinguida
de la cabeza hasta los pies.

Como no es su fuerte estudiar
se acomoda en una revista
donde hará las entrevistas
a los famosos de verdad.

Tampoco le va madrugar,
por lo que resulta gracioso
contemplar su rostro a las ocho
haciendo la entrada triunfal.

Cuando llame el apetito
se comerá las galletas
y el ritual yogur de fresa
que componen su almuercito
y contará que el domingo 
se fue a una sala de fiestas
donde conoció a un atleta
a un cadete o a un médico.

Esta es esa niña bien
que aunque su mamá lo intentara
no pudo nunca ser nombrada
como la chica más fetén.

Fracasó la idea de hacer
de una infeliz una gran dama
haciendo que se codeara
con el retoño de un burgués.

Lo mismo ocurrió en la elección
de la reina en fiestas de barrio
soñó que vivía en palacio
y luego ¡ni aun dama de honor!

Ha de estar de manifiesto
que  esta ocasión los culpables
fueron los imponderables
que trajeron desarreglos
consecuencia de los nervios
y estar tan insoportable
para que se la mandasen
a tomar el viento fresco.

Esta es esa niña bien
que aunque se las dé de moderna
sus modos denotan la escuela
que la condujo a ser quién es.

Dice ser mujer liberal
sin ningún tabú ni prejuicio
y que al tener un sueldo fijo
pronto se independizará.

Y luego poderse marchar
por ahí buscando aventuras
sin pensar que esa “película”
es para mayores de edad.

Oye bien lo que te digo
niña tonta y consentida:
no te creas que la vida 
aceptará los caprichos
que hasta hoy has tenido
siempre a punto en tu alcancía
pues te sentirás perdida
en el más amargo olvido.
	
STRAWBERRY YOGURT

This is that well-to-do girl
who, because she comes from a family,
thinks she's a distinguished lady
from head to toe.

Since studying isn't her strong suit,
she settles down at a magazine
where she'll interview
real celebrities.

She's not an early riser either,
so it's funny
to see her face at eight
making her grand entrance.

When hunger strikes,
she'll eat the cookies
and the ritual strawberry yogurt
that make up her lunch
and tell everyone that on Sunday
she went to a nightclub
where she met an athlete,
a cadet, or a doctor.

This is that well-to-do girl
who, even if her mother tried,
could never be named
the hottest girl.

The idea of turning
an unhappy woman into a great lady
by having her rub shoulders
with the offspring of a bourgeoisie failed.

The same thing happened during the queen's election at a neighborhood festival.

She dreamed she lived in the palace,
and then she wasn't even a lady-in-waiting!

It must be clear that this time the culprits were unforeseen events that brought disorder,
a consequence of nerves,
and being so unbearable that they sent her
out into the cold.

This is that good girl,
who, although she acts modern,
her manners reflect the schooling
that led her to be who she is.

She says she's a liberal woman,
without any taboos or prejudices,
and that, with a steady salary,
she'll soon become independent.

And then she can go off
looking for adventures,
without thinking that this "movie"
is for adults.

Listen carefully to what I'm telling you,
foolish and spoiled girl:
don't think that life
will accept the whims
that until now you've always had
ready in your piggy bank,
because you'll feel lost
in the most bitter oblivion.

Yogur de fresa (Feat. Hugo Iglesias Olmos)

Available for free download! This is my 2nd remix of this track with a completely different sound than I posted about a year ago. I have also improved a lot in my productions since then, so I felt it needed a more proper rework!
Message me if you want the .wav version.

Violet Cipher Maiden

soft voiced producer

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