SPACEMAN'S MIDWEST UNDERGROUND

Midwest Mixtape

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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)

"Feng Shui" is a sharp-tongued anthem about energy, alignment, and knowing your place in the chaos. Over cold, spacious production by Zimback, the track opens with a bold intro that clears the air and sets the tone: no fakes, no fronting.

The first verse cuts with intention—steady flow, slick wordplay, and moments of introspection layered into the bravado. It’s about staying ten toes down, making calculated moves, and not getting lost in the noise.

Don Django jumps in on the second verse with his own perspective, switching the cadence and adding rawness to the narrative. Together, the verses play like two sides of the same mindset: focused, unfazed, and fully locked in.

This is "Feng Shui"—adjust your space or get moved.

Intro:
His foot stance
WHACK
His style
WHACK
Your boyfriend
WHACK
The shit he does?
WHACK

Get him the fuck outta here…

Hook:
Keep it ten on toes
That’s for my soul to keep
I feel we getting close
That’s for my soul to reach

I guess it’s how it goes
Don’t really need to speak
They changing like some clothes
These man be really peak

Verse:
I’m finna do this till i’m dead and buried,
range, it can really vary
If you need support then you know that I  can be the carry,
If they throw it then you know that Imma hit a parry,

Life be looking like a movie, you can call me tyler perry,
They set tripping, cuz we trynna claim up all the glory
They trynna see the vision but I doubt they trynna see the story

I heard her man ain’t home,
I guess it’s just her former glory
Know she want me in her zone,
leave her spinning vertigo,

I stay heated like a winter coat
Analyze my problems and I break the code
I ain’t lacking on the grind, just gotta think of times when my penny low
It’s how I’m stayin on the go
and I put that on a hoe

Hook:
Keep it ten on toes
that’s for my soul to keep
I feel we getting close
That’s for my soul to reach

I guess it’s how it goes
Don’t really need to speak
They changing like some clothes
These man be really peak

Verse : DON DJANGO

FENG SHUI

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Spaceman

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