SPACEMAN'S MIDWEST UNDERGROUND

Best Underground Rap 2025

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DoobieDaDevil - 1 Million Blunts prod. (Aureola)

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black mamba

written and produced by Spaceman
VANGUARD RECS 2024
happy thanksgiving

black mamba

just a lil demo me and NYTRU$ cooked up.
#hiphop

r o s a p a r k s

THANK YOU KYLE RAPPS FOR GOING CRAZY ON THIS BEAT.
THANK YOU FOR PRODUCING THIS MASTERPIECE NYTRU$.
THANK YOU TO MY GIRLFRIEND FOR EXISTING.

IN GOD WE TRUST (feat. Kyle Rapps)

FEATURE YD AKA YOUNG DEBONAIRE
LYRICS:

All I hear is bla bla,
Niggas talking raw raw,
You gon make the switches speak, fye fye 
(fye fye)
Think I aint on shit cuz I'm quiet, nigga ha ha
End up zombified, I lunge at niggas matas 
I aint talkin Drake, but let it sing
hakuna matata,
Now you got no worries
So what you on tho?
If you talkin bout a fade, I can press
Lay these niggas straight to rest, or get lit up in the condo
Im so done with bitches, like dishes, they some dirty hoes
Not to mention that vanilla bitch, left in three weeks tho,
Damn
Damn, but fuck it up tho
Yeah, im done with sluts hoe
Swear this shit got me rockin by my lonely,
Niggas phony
But run up on me? nigga you dont know me
Niggas think Im fully white, like my name Cody
Off-white kicks, bank shot
Uh, ginobli
See, normally Im solo dolo i charge features to be heard,
But since lil bro has some manners ill give him a lil verse
Im gon wear it out, till my name end up getting heard
She placed me 6 feet under, just to put a nigga thru a 2nd hurt
But nigga whats the word?
(Whats the word?)
I got glocks along with birds,
Short temp, so do your worst,
You want bud, that I serve
This that strain that killed John Wayne, so if you get to geeked I'm not gon' serve

Uh, niggas comotose
Skitzos, miss hoes, shit blows
Got you diagnosed
Make posts, and toasts, you're toast
Livin 'grandiose'
Mentos, with coke, explode
Tryna do the most
Not bros, yall foes, exposed
But never get close,
You just an intro
Stood times test, the memento
You a rental
Talkin to you straight, but you still actin' mental
Yeah, acting mental
Are you dumb nigga? Are you dumb nigga?
Dumb d-d-d-dumb nigga,
And we smokin' on reef, let the time fly
And we got all the (uh) like the best by
What your fuckin tone nigga,
I do not expire, I just retire
On my own volition
I stay clean like prohibition
And if you would listen,
You would know that I am winnin'
Yeah, yeah
Niggas sittin on they ass dead broke, niggas stealin
Hold on, we be getting blue benjamins we be chillin
I have my lookin glass, at a new angle
I see a world of mind and matter,
a world where i am tangled,
I rap until I fight the latter,
I dont pay mind sometimes when payin' for matter,
But what matters
Is "what drives a man from sad to sadder, into madness, feeling scattered" like the hatter?
They turnin brothers against each other
Thought I was accepted, alas
I accept it, I need another hit, so I can smother the pain it
But into my soul it's encrypted,
Plan A was to ride the elliptic, with the planets, so I could see
from the outside of the earth and inspect it,
But it was what I expected, I looked at the earth and saw a spec, shit
Any differences between the people were non-existent,
It was simply a dot flyin' thru the stars, in an instant
Ive been treated like Im different, but expected to act the same
So i've come to act indifferent, when somebody says my name
Bitches left an imprint, in the center of my brain
It never was my intent, to play your fucking game,
Nigga

Bla Bla

Bla Bla (feat. YD)

SWITCH IT UP

THIS TRACK IS MY BEST. GIVE IT A LISTEN.
a SPACEMAN joint - for my amazing girl <3

luv letter 4 the future. Part 1

I was down bad, had to find my way
Lost some friends, had to part my ways
Now I’m up, I ain’t got no chains
Cleaned my mind, had to break that pain

I was down bad, had to find my way
Lost some friends, had to part my ways
Now I’m up, I ain’t got no chains
Cleaned my mind, had to break that pain

I just pulled up in a spaceship
She saw the ice now she anxious
I hit the bank and replace it
Too many wins I can't fake this

Runnin' up the money do the dash like zoom
she just wanna party tell her meet me on the moon
I been goin' crazy got the sauce no spoon
Diamonds on me shinin make the whole room bloom

Woke up had to get to the bag
Too real i can't never go back
Stay down had to run up the racks
No sleep i've been grinding like that

I was down bad, had to find my way
Lost some friends, had to part my ways
Now I’m up, I ain’t got no chains
Cleaned my mind, had to break that pain

I was down bad, had to find my way
Lost some friends, had to part my ways
Now I’m up, I ain’t got no chains
Cleaned my mind, had to break that pain

Lately, I been ghost, but they still tryna haunt me
Fake love close, but the real feelin’ lonely
Heart on froze, I ain't talkin’ ’bout a Rollie
Tryna play it cool, but my past still control me
Took too many shots, now my soul feel numb
They was throwin’ shade, now they askin’ for the sun
I’ve been through the storm, now I’m chasin’ for the light
Gave ‘em all the work, they still missin' the signs

I was down bad, had to find my way
Lost some friends, had to part my ways
Now I’m up, I ain’t got no chains
Cleaned my mind, had to break that pain

I was down bad, had to find my way
Lost some friends, had to part my ways
Now I’m up, I ain’t got no chains
Cleaned my mind, had to break that pain

tewo - chains

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