prod. thayerperiod

Sybyr

white boy slapz

sybyr

totebag +vaeo (thayerperiod)

(Produced by Landfill, Art by @octbrfrst)
:
Run up the mill
Chase the dollar bill
You don't wanna fuck around
& Die on that hill
Keep your jitters steady
In the morning gotta get ready
There's no damn confetti 
This party's getting messy

I walk in, feeling myself, ridding myself of ill-will
I perk up, not on perc, fix yourself, that's the deal
Creature staring at my glow, better flash n let em know
How this go, there's no out, only up, that's for sure 

In the mix, grabbing drinks, take a sip, let it sink
What you think? Are you Tripping, can you blink?
Grab my knife, let it skin, let it blood, let it thin
All that blood, in the drink, I think that it's turning pink

All this noise got me bugging in my sleep, sit still
All this walking got me aching in my ankle, let's chill
All this chatter got me chatty when the opposite is real
All these thoughts circling round, like I'm running through the field 
In the midst of all the pressure it can garner out some steel
Like machinery at work, nothing cares bout how you feel
When you're aching in the habit of what works, don't you know
That there's always something else, something unlike of before

The Mill

F*ck Love

OUT NOW EVERYWHERE  https://li.sten.to/Noworries

i cant worry no
uh
they dont know what i know
and its so cold
let it soak
in ur soul
then i let it go
like my bros
like my bros
i could never fucking choke
watch me grow
watch em fold
i've been patient whatchu know?
start this shit off witha fucking bang
fucked up so long i cant even fucking stand
even blind i cant miss
all this hate its envious
to the top its obvious
on my nuts they loving it

take a break never
i've been counting cheddar
hitcha bitch whenever
on my line forever
never dyingout
im forever

wtf do you mean
asking for the sauce
boy you cant even read
got your handout like a mandown
please
i've been tryna get out
i aint tryna get loud
uh
making a wave
making a bag
take em away uh
get him a check
get him in check
give him a plate
got they neck
got his faith
got his team
lately only thing i hear
is how they all hate on me

Noworries (Prod. Thayerperiod)

Apple Music - https://music.apple.com/us/album/right-now/1602152670?i=1602152674

Bandcamp

Something To Aspire To

Apple Music

Marching Band

Bohemian Psycho

Eyes Wide Open

@thayerperiod

[Chorus]
Pockets tall now I see they wanna ride
Yeah if I like it can’t see the price
You can’t read my wonder mind
Where I’m going of this drank I don’t know
Yeah it’s too bad how you feel when you wake up
Yeah it’s too bad how I’m always getting this cake up
Shades on yeah I’m the lonely rager
Married to the money stacking all this paper

[Verse]
I am you, yet I’m just a tiny piece of u
I could grow into a mountain
Still I’m weak don’t greet me fool

ur constant roommate

You cannot fool me

Move through life without me and your never gone achieve your goals
Too much of that swag and I would say that you will surely fall
You could never carry what my shoulders got you don’t even know
Eyes turn into roses when the sun goes down we bring it home

Yeah it feels so nice when it’s the first time
Make you lost in a circle searching for the light

So we count it up until the dawn
Close your eyes and then I’m gone
Yeah you. Mad I call you Fawn
Feel that base that’s that wonderwall

[Bridge]
ur constant roommate 

You cannot fool me

ur constant roommate 

Imagine you’re a lost soul
Sad and feeling separate 
You feel everything is against you
Yeah just stop imagining 
Feel the bass start damaging
Feel the demons vanishing
Welcome to a world where you free from all the panicking 

[Chorus]
Pockets tall now I see they wanna ride
Yeah if I like it can’t see the price
You can’t read my wonder mind
Where I’m going of this drank I don’t know
Yeah it’s too bad how you feel when you wake up
Yeah it’s too bad how I’m always getting this cake up
Shades on yeah I’m the lonely rager
Married to the money stacking all this paper

ur constant roommate

ur constant roommate (prod. thayerperiod)

Stream

Goin Wild (Sybyr & Shark Breach) Prod Landfill (Deluxe)

ROUNDS [prod. HOUNDS & thayerperiod]

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by DutchRevz

Lyrics:
Screamed at my girl again, why
Cus im a piece of shit, ok
Suck in my gut
Apologize
She tell me she love me
I know that its lies
Go to my sisters wait I dont see them
Go to my mother wait I dont see her
Go to my family wait they cross country
Who gives a fuck I dont need no consoling

ALL I REALLY WANT TO DO x3
SIT IN THE BACK OF MY FUCKIN ROOM
ALL I REALLY WANT TO DO X3
FUCK IS MY ISSUE FUCK AM I DOOMED

Played my part but i aint want no features
Fuck yo art ya learned shit from teachers
Do not start I got anger issues
Half a heart not to break ya fingers
Baby do I come off as an asshole
Please tell me quickly i cant stand still
Twitchy straight to fidgeting i need another dam bowl
Stop groupin up in front of me before i kill yall

HOOK

All i really want to do (repeat)

Fuck is my issue (repeat)

FUCK IS MY ISSUE FUCK AM I DOOMED??

HOOK

Weighted. +DutchRevz

produced by  F L O W E R $. Last single of the year

ClickClackBoom

ClickClackBoom (Prod. F L O W E R $)

Lund - 13
Vocals & Production By Lund

Lyrics:
Gun to my head
Like I’m better off dead
What I feel in my heart
Try to smile instead 
Days pass 
Burn the candle both ends
Though I smile thru the pain 
It’s getting harder to pretend
 
Hollowed out
Stomach sick 
I still miss you 
Even after all the shit 
You put me through
I know it’s wrong but
Theres something about you 
No I don't want to stay here
Without you

Caught in between
All the lies and deceit 
Questioning everything 
Love isn’t all that it seems 
I know now 
Stress ring 
Thru my head 
I Can’t sleep 
I’m human not a machine
Is this what it’s like 
losing everything

Caught in between 
Living hell & a dream
Tearing apart at the seams
Praying to god
But he won’t hear me now
Happiness just
Out of my reach
I think 
it’s time that I leave 
1 in the clip
Ima let it sound. 

Gun to my head
Like I’m better off dead
What I feel in my heart
Try to smile instead 
Days pass 
Burn the candle both ends
Though I smile thru the pain 
It’s getting harder to pretend

Hollowed out
Stomach sick 
I still miss you 
Even after all the shit 
You put me through
I know it’s wrong but
Theres something about you 
No I don't want to stay here
Without you

I should hate you 
But I’m missing you instead
Cause when I say I love you 
Girl I mean that shit till death
My heart was skipping beats
But ain’t no rhythm since you left 
My head is full of memories 
That I just can’t forget 

So wrong 
How you treat me
Girl
Fucking with my head
I’m done
Playing games with love is
something you’ll regret
I’m crushed
Gave you everything
took it all and left 
So long 
To the future
We could’ve had

Blood on the concrete 
Beauty in the violence 
Lying thru their teeth cause 
There’s poetry in fighting 
Stronger than you think 
Know that 
We ain’t going silent 
Pain inside me
Adding fuel to the fire

Gun to my head
Like I’m better off dead
What I feel in my heart
Try to smile instead 
Days pass 
Burn the candle both ends
Though I smile thru the pain 
It’s getting harder to pretend

Hollowed out
stomach sick 
I still miss you 
Even after all the shit
You put me through
I know it’s wrong but
Theres something about you 
No I don't want to stay here
Without you

Wretched

Glorious

Fuck Worlds

Died

Sharp Objects (feat. shy)

Trashmen

Universal Laws of Shame

B.P.O.M.L

Anti-Gravity ProdByLandfill.com

Anti-World: http://grewcrewmedia.com (@antiworldglobe)
bookings/email: jose@serranomanagement.com

EDIT 3/9/24: It's been nothing short of an incredible ride.

Latex Shawdy is out now on vinyl. Limited quantity. Purchase below. & No, I'm not changing the metadata name to Mac anything, lol, just had a fun revelation about life.

B.P.O.M.L

Mac Sybyr