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finally

Let my blues goes Away

Music video: https://youtu.be/ZjnNHGDrnf0

Prod. LoveLord: soundcloud.com/lovelord-beats
https://soundcloud.com/rainlord
https://soundcloud.com/nwithu

Lyrics:
Easy
to really feel at peace you need to see yourself more clearly
I’m talking bout your better side, the one that you should never hide
I wonder can you hear me
speaking of you freely 
I called you once I called you twice you called me sweet
and now I’m bitter, go figure 
I guess I’m not the bigger man you made me out to be
If it were up to me then we might be a pair of peas in a pod 
I need to stop dreaming

This instance is fleeting, we’re here and we’re breathing, I know it’s real
I feel it everywhere
it must be in the air
see that’s the way it is
and I don’t mind but this sentiment never made any sense, 

nevertheless
the less we know the more we show our weaknesses
People like to think high of their pride and what their instinct says

Why nobody's interested? 
minding their own businesses
damn this planet is making me dizzy I mean really quick

Man I’m such a hypocrite, how I still didn't quit
writing to the music bout my blues like people give a shit
Guess I might believe in this that’s the start to living out your dreams
Maybe I’m not far as it seems   

But as I move along the odds may come to prove me wrong
Whatever happens, happens, so I’ll just give my all and call it fair game if I fade away
I'll stay away from blaming circumstances I can’t evade

I can’t relate to staying stagnant, instead of taking chances
But I’d be lying if I said I mind the consequences
of my actions for every fraction of my aching days
Guess I'll have to work on making change

Nights Like This (prod. LoveLord)

written by R. Parker during a time of trial. "this is the song i needed to write"
dedicated to Karen D'Agostino
engineered by Josh Elstro and Kyle O'Connell at the Music Resource Center-Cincinnati

a special thank you to paulina prokhorova for saving me life on the same night/morning that i released this track. 
a special shoutout to tim cawdrey. i know life is hard, but hang in there, man.

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SENIOR YEAR

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SENIOR YEAR (prod. autumn keys)

Special thanks to Hisohkah for producing the instrumental 
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+JUST REMEMBER ME+(Prod. Hisohkah)

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sample is charlie brown - jared evan

the last fire (prod. by whyandotte)

mini wheats are good when they turns into mush

Mini Wheats Are Pretty Good

to: the one and only

from: juan and limbo

bootleg video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2aAWii_aOcc

production by: juan
vocals & melodies: juan and limbo
mixing by: juan
mastered by: juan
art by: juan

EXPAM 1. (feat. Limbo)

i wrote this song in 10 seconds while jumping out of a helicopter

mfn lyrics:

(Verse)
Bow-legged and overgrown crevices
Noting a bold X and just 
Doting on cozy severance
Cozened, then blow progression 
Have and lack the yen for buckets
Of smackable breasts, honey, crisp
Fuck, I’ma jump the gun again
Underweight, underwhelmed
Underpaid, it’s correlation
Boring, painful, maybe if these gains were microwavable
No bronze belt, I’m honored with goshes
And my arms arms smell
I spit and it resonates
You could say I raise the barbel
It’s not second, the natural half’s in practicing
Dazzle me with your pack
And perhaps I’ll address the applicants
Adderall and acid account for a thousand accidents
Shit talking prick took a laxative up the ass and said
Maybe if your dick were as big as your fucking ego
I’d be more inclined to flaunt the iron
Toss these cold totino's pizza rolls
And boast a D-cup
Preach to the happy mediums
I work out when my mattress 
Starts to sink into me, bro
Don’t you ever get tired
Of running your fucking mouth
As often as I gobble Tyson’s 
I’m sure I’ll live and die 
With all my current privileges
As long as I never visit
Younen or his equivalents
I exercise my right to abuse 
All of my expenditures
I sweat and curse
But only when I’m cramping 
On some naked girls
My gods find shelter at the local Waffle House
Rest assured, I never take communion 
Unless I bottom out
Submerged in syrup
I fervently gurgle stuffing
A burgeoning urge to work out
It burns and I blurt FUCK IT
Three pokes had seemed so scrawny 
But the leather blares anomaly
You shoulda flossed all your teeth
You shoulda meditated instead of praying
You’re emulating a paradoxical frog
Embarrassing, impatient
It’s not me, it’s the spice
It’s the porn 
You see me on the sofa
I’ll just see you on the fourth

(Hook)
Let’s work arms and
Let’s work core
Scales on bone, not sore
Bought a new scale through a wormhole
Lost for a second
Armchair? Tell me more
Let’s work out for a minute 
Till the sun meets stars
Out for a minute till the sun meets stars
Out for a minute till the sun meets stars
And we’ll see that sun 
Closer than we have before

I Work Out In July (Prod.OnAir)

big thanks  to @tkdwn for killing the beat!

Music by Ledbetter/Sainburg 
Lyrics by James Ledbetter

@__modernist @cole_choochootrain

life of the party(with tkdwn.)

In our walks through life we confront trials and tribulations, many in which follow us. Here are my demons, don't be afraid to confront yours.

SENIOR YEAR (prod. autumn keys)

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