think im gettin my beatmakin mojo back bit by bit, also got some new drumkits

Its hard you js gotta start mixing your 808s a bit differently, they’re not rlly that clear start using gclip nd a limiter w max velocity

'Told you so' is a first taste of my upcoming EP 'IRONEYE’, to be released via Sdban Ultra.

Discover the track here: https://link.sdbanrecords.com/toldyouso 

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Credits: 

Camera & editing by: Emma Van Renteghem & Adja Fassa
Visuals by: Emma Van Renteghem & Adja Fassa

Mix & Production : Koen Gisen
Mastering : Jerboa Mastering
 
Adja Fassa - vocals & composition
Alexis Nootens - guitar & arrangement
Emile Hennuyer - trumpet
Edwin Theophile - bass & double bass
Mathieu Calzan - keys
Samuel De Vleeschouwer - drums & percussion
Julie Daems - backing vocals
Nathanael Verdonckt - backing vocals                                                                
Stephanie Bertrand -  backing vocals 
Gabriel Likinda - backing vocals

Adja ~ Told You So

Download/stream: https://dreamerisioma.ffm.to/fuckthaworld

Produced by Nicho
Lyrics by Dreamer Isioma
Additional Guitar & Flute by Jay Ziah 
Mixed & Mastered by Tupni
Vocals Recorded by Izaya Versus
Engineering by Dreamer Isioma, Dante Swan, Izaya Versus, Tupni

Illustration by Mars

Yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea

When I disappeared to go and find myself
I learned the end is near 
Rest in peace to your everything

Fuck tha world
It’s all gonna blow up anyways
We’re all gonna float to outer space
Saying fuck the world brings me inner peace
It’s all gonna blow up anyways
We’re all gonna float to outer space

Yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea

Infrared 
Infrared beam on forehead
I dont a fuck when i’m on tour
Used to give a fuck not anymore
Not anymore ha
Technicolor lies used to keep me up night
Now i sleep next to a Tech don’t know how they are surprised
Keep playing with kid it won't be no fist fight
Finna pull up on your block with some fuckin sunlight nigga

I’m a rainbow
Finna do my dance change my clothes
They really like my swag they like my pose
I’m nothing without everything

Fuck tha world
It’s all gonna blow up anyways
We’re all gonna float to outer space
Saying fuck the world brings me inner peace
It’s all gonna blow up anyways
We’re all gonna float to outer space

Fuck Tha World

stream/download

Good Intentions

Sweet Baby

warlocks and witches (Prod. xaviersobased)

Sum Aint Right (Prod. elibanss)

ik u do not care. w/ anthony 🍻🚗

It's Not Your Lovin'

Lyrixxx:

(Pretty)
My life like SEX, pop Percs and ecstacy
Lil' bitch, bring the next, I-I ain't read ya text (I don't read yo' texts, nigga)
That lil' ho so dead to me (Dead), I woke up and stepped (Yeah, step)
Cartiers, I step, H-Hermès jeans, I step (Step, damn)
Yeah, I'm turnin' X, X, X, X, X, bi-bitch
I just want yo' neck, I don't do the sex (Want yo' neck)
I don't know when we met, b-bullets to his chest
She suck me the best, yeah, she gave me beck (Wah)
She suck me the best, shootout was a mess
Smoke dope, then I get dressed (What?), I-I don't do no press
It don't hurt to take some X, presidents are dead (Pah)
Bullets, hope you get it, I-I X out the rest (Checks, pah)
Pocket full of fetty, countin' checks, checks, checks
Sheesh, I'm gettin' guap, I ain't stressin' nothing less
Jugg his homie guap, and it might teach yo' ass a lesson (Big guap)
She just gave me top, and now I'm talkin' to her best friend
We got shit on lock so you know we ain't never stressin'
And you know we go the top shelf shit, just like Jessie
I don't think you ready, yeah, I know that you ain't ready, yeah
Bae, this shit got levels, I ain't stressin', it's a lesson, yeah
(T-t-this is ripmansion music)
Ye-yeah, ya
Yeah, ya, yeah, ya
Yeah, ya, yeah, ya
Yeah, ya, yeah, ya
My life like SEX, pop Percs and ecstacy
Lil' bitch, bring the next, I-I ain't read ya text (I don't read yo' texts, nigga)
That lil' ho so dead to me (Dead, yeah), I woke up and stepped (Step)
Cartiers, I step, Hermès jeans, I step (Step, damn)
Yeah, I'm turnin' X, X, X, X, X, bi-bitch
I just want yo' neck, I don't do the sex (Want yo' neck)
I don't know when we met, b-bullets to his chest
She suck me the best, yeah, she gave me beck (Wah)
She suck me the best, shootout was a mess
Smoke dope, then I get dressed (What?), I-I don't do no press
It don't hurt to take some X, presidents are dead (Pah)
Bullets, hope you get it, pah, I-I X out the rest (The rest)

Che - Miley Cyrus [2010s Flipp + Prod. DJ Klamp]

in the cut prod me

your no different

02 Heaven Sent

this just a hobby
some beats or mixes could be deleted at anytime cause im outta free upload minutes, i am NOT buying next pro

your no different

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