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swell - im sorry feat. shiloh (Khary Freestyle)

Sung by yours truly
Shout out to Kali Uchis 
Shouts out to https://soundcloud.com/ericnorth for mastering the track

Never Be Yours

Another one again. ! 
PeaCE ! 

Btw i do know how to spell. Just felt like Writing the title the way it is. 

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Nothin But Tha Truth (NOW ON SPOTIFY)

Intern Aquarium: May 17th

Produced by: @swll
Mixed/Mastered by: @mikeirishmusic

Lyrics:

[Intro]
It was late like 2am
I hit her up like what you doing in?
She said chillen, bendge watching shows
I knew she was lonely from her twitter post
I was kinda thirsty I admit it
But I had to find a way to get it
The bar I was at? 
Well was closing soon
And my nigga brought his girl I was 3rd wheelin
These are the moments that make champions
When the music gets too ambient
And you don’t want to dance again
So you call a shorty right
See if you can spend the night
And hopefully she doesn’t hit you with
I work in the morning
So back to the text conversation
Had my blood and heart racing
My homie simply said shoot your shot
I asked her would she like to chill
She already knew the deal
and put some numbers back up on the clock

[Chorus]
She said she was down for that,
Aight (sing)
She said she want rounds for that,
Aight (sing)

[Verse 1]
I was on the way to your crib
Girl I know you stay in Jersey
Why you lie bout where you live
Rarely ever leave Brooklyn,
It’s your ass that got me here,
Got you arching,
Got you golden, 
Like we bringing back the Rib
Oh my,
Wait I’m losing grip
Oh my,
Had to “switch it” up like Will Smith
Oh my,
Girl let’s do that up and down
That’s my elevator pitch
Hold that thought...
Like where you go?
We unholy better find the Pope!
Fuck it we can’t even find out clothes
they probably under boxes of the dominos
Vamonos, you are not my girl we just kinda close
I like it when you got your mouth open like you saw a ghost
Patrick Swayze, baby i can lick you like a cantelope
Just don’t be surprised in the morning when it's adios 

[Chorus]
She said she was down for that,
aight (sing) 2x
She said she want rounds for that,
aight (sing) 2x

[Verse 2]
Why don’t we,
Play something these hoes will like
Drive whips I know they like
Twista you told em right?!
I can make you a celebrity overnight
Give you ice like Kobe's wife
We sorta like Goldie right?
The way we mold ‘em right?
I could make you a celebrity over night
At the store girl, what do like?
I got whiskey, do you got ice?
I am tipsy, do you want wine?
Scratch all that girl, do you want mine?
I’m outside girl, pick up your phone
Are you alone or your roommates home?
Play R&B yeah your favorite songs
Turn it up so they don’t hear you moan?

2AM Thirst Ballad (prod. by swell)

Here's a new song I made this semester with samples from melee. Also it's free!

Youtube: https://youtu.be/YYss0sSzWrg

Rest

Watch the official video: https://youtu.be/h-quRt4OJEg

Summer Camp Out Now: bit.ly/theMINDSummerCamp

Prod. by Ricci Riera & THEMpeople

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theMIND ft. Mick Jenkins, Noname & Jesse Boykins III - "Animated Ambition"

Ice Tea

much like me, this song is built entirely of metaphors

unscramble them to find the truth

@tomcbumpz

i don't crave death, i just crave peace (prod. tomcbumpz)

a short little tasty jam about why i haven't been around. thank you for being patient with me, i appreciate all of you guys. pls enjoy

produced by the great @mitchgeist 

sensei

@yungestbae <-- everybody check out the homie right this second!

thanks to bennie (http://www.instagram.com/cozylile -- hit him up to buy artwork stuff) for the art!

holding yr hand (prod. yung bae)

@mt-marcy

LYRICS:
i'm sick of trembling in fear at the idea of death
since it's always on my mind i just hide in my bed
"everybody's scared of it" is what my therapist said
but my case seems worse, when i've barely been fed

because the kitchen's too far to desire the steps
it'd take to make it down the stairs and try to find a baguette
or something similar that wouldn't make my stomach upset
it doesn't feel like this is real, yeah, my mind is a mess

the only times it seems clear is when music is played
some relatable creator says i'll soon be okay
or when reading poetry trying to soothe the dismay
and i can lose my insecurities in cute little sayings, like

"why frown when the sun goes down,
if you'll wake in the morning to such nice sounds
when the nighttime creeps, well your eyes might weep
but that's just moonlight tryna find nice people"

"why frown when the sun comes 'round
even if you feel shaken or upside down
when the daytime hits, you'll be great, my friend
just make it through this, just make it through this"

"why frown when the sun comes 'round
even if you feel shaken or upside down
when the daytime hits, you'll be great, my friend
just make it through this, you can make it through this"

meurte

such nice sounds (prod. mt. marcy)

FREE DOWNLOAD: https://clyp.it/hxzafnwv
Youtube link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xT8IwEitgcE

Thanks for 100k plays on https://soundcloud.com/peridarren/april-sweatpants 
Here's something that isn't christmas related.

Songs:
-"Can't Stop Me" - ProleteR
-"Freaks And Geeks" - Childish Gambino

Can't Stop These Freaks And Geeks

self-produced; this one's pretty cute 

guitar recorded on my fender tele 
drums from a few different sample packs

this is a sunny sky, this is a starry night 
this is an afternoon i'll spend inside your arms, held tight 
this is a question mark, this is a final thought 
this is a happy ending snuck into the epilogue 
this is a seperate building, this is the journey there 
this is the scenic route, this is your messy hair 
this is a promise kept, an honored lesson, taught it to you 
through the momunental light alive inside your amour suit, and... 
this is the reason i've been shaking when i speak 
always terribly afraid to make mistakes and make you leave 
it's a shame i'm scared of heights, 'cause when you sweep me off my feet 
i feel the ground beneath me start to sink into the sea 
i can feel the clouds above me coming closer to my touch 
i can almost taste the heavens, but compared to you, it's much 
the same as everything else... another book on a shelf 
it's just too hard to explain, so i'm repeating myself, like... 

this is a broken record, this is a broken record 
this is a broken record, you'll always know me better 
this is a broken record, this is a broken record 
this is a broken record, so i'll be yours forever 

this is the celebration, this is the party hat 
this is the cellophane in which my heart is wrapped 
and i'm peeling it back, 'cause i'm feeling the love 
this is absolute bliss, this can fit like a glove 
this is peace on the earth, this is me, what it's worth 
i'm not a hundred percent sure, but still 
this here, this is a final draft, this is an epitath 
for every negative emotion on a seperate path 
this is the safest feeling ever to be felt 
it's a message in the morning that intends to make you melt 
and honestly, this is my magnum opus, this is a story book 
where all the illustrations have super-friendly sorta look 
a cordial shook hand at an important event 
with stainless steel silverware and a porcelain dish 
it's the weight of the pull inside of a torrent of fish 
a metaphor used precisely to make it more than it is 

this is a broken record, this is a broken record 
this is a broken record, you'll always know me better 
this is a broken record, this is a broken record 
this is a broken record, so i'll be yours forever 

this is a broken record, this is a broken record 
this is a broken record, you'll always know me better 
this is a broken record, this is a broken record 

art by bennie (www.instagram.com/cozylile)

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broken record

@flayvors

happy valentine's day :)

art by bennie (http://www.instagram.com/cozylile)

this is a thank you for everything
a semi-colon hovering where something once was menacing
a "soon-to-be continued" that exists after the ending screen
the only song i know that i would ever even wish to sing
when the heat is blistering, you're the ice that's glistening
inside my cup of tea, which is also you... interesting
throughout all the seasons, in this transition of winter-spring
you've been here beside me with the sweet nothings you're whispering
you're a lovable, angelic piece of perfect
and anything i do for you is worth it
times a million and a half, we can sit and be resilient and laugh
in between the subtle compliments and billlions of half-
kiss/half-hug/half-cuddle moments we share
i know it's unfair that we could only spend a few days here
but i'm yours, and i think that it's clear
so forget about goodbye, this is "see you soon, my dear"

'cause i love you and i'd like to spend forever
in the sublte warmth inside your arms, like fireplaces' embers
i will try my best to keep you by my side until the weather
turns apocalyptic, and we end up drifting to the nether
but we'd still be wearing sweaters when we got there
'cause we're both too caught up in cuteness to care 'bout hot air
and even if it burnt me alive, i'd have my crosshairs
set up on your heart, making art, 'cause why stop there?
i'll keep on creating for you until my final days
dancing in the living room and smooching while the vinyl plays
i've been losing track of the romantic shit i'm tryna say
but basically i love you and that's kinda gay...
i'ma stay by your side when i can
keep your grip on my hand
'cause we can both hear the compliments coming in from these pals of mine
i've been wondering if you would be my valentine

valentine (prod. flavors)

Restoration Of An American Idol - My Best Work Yet

Restoration Of An American Idol

Nobody tell a Name feat. Raury (Produced by Ludlow)

Pressed for time (Crossed my mind) Feat. GoldLink

Waxing Lotus (Prod TPC)

prod. @corybear
mixed by @ibr

shout out stream squad

I think in I’m in love
but I’ve been feeling otherwise
these flutters in my stomach aren’t butterflies but cutting knives 
and not the butter kind, and if you listen close when she begins to speak, you’ll hear a couple hundred sighs and the collective shut of eyes, letters linger on her lips like lullabies, I think I’ve  drowned a couple times inside her opal-colored eyes, she could do something as simple as sit down with the grace of Olympic dives, a perfect 10 photo shutter finish on her cocoa butter thighs, X catch her wearing loose pajamas on a sunday and she’d overshadow any supermodel on a runway, when she wakes up in the morning up she smells like vanilla essence and the bittersweet recollections of your adolescence, summer camp and piano lessons and presents you got on birthdays, orange creamsicles and double plays on first base, and walk past her in the halls and if your shoulders feel the slightest brush then you might melt to liquid gold, the lightest kind of midas touch, I’ve seen the way she drinks espresso during classes and reshapes a paper cu p into an emerald-covered chalice, sugar packets pouring crystals, napkin origami cranes, gunning gorgeous glances to me through her giorgio armani frames, she’s nearly perfect in 
almost 
every
way 









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.
but she’s got shit taste in movies, ask her for her favorite titles and she always likes to say she’s down to go see anything by shyamalan or michael bay, and also, she’s a psycho in the kitchen, 
it’s a travesty, what kind of fucking monster cooks their pasta in the microwave? 
and she does this thing where she corrects your grammar if it’s wrong and clicks her tongue and winks and shoots a playful finger gun as if she’s won some sorta contest, empress victor-of-a-conquest, mrs. armchair shrink, let me fix you with a comment, princess kick you when you’re down, worshipper to a godhead, it seldom happens that she listens to my voice and doesn’t chime in quick with unsolicited advice, an unapologetic tyrant of passive aggressive rivalry, ask her a question and catch and handful of sass and irony, and trust me, she is just the worst at board games, debates about the rules like legislators at a court case, tampers with the scales of justice, wielding pencils as her gavel, once I even caught her cheating while she kept the score in scrabble, she’s a fucking wreck at checkers, plays monopoly sloppily, always bringing up disputes in games of trivial pursuit, sucks at battleship and risk, she fights better hand-to-hand, 
and don’t even get me started ‘bout how trash she is at candy land

but I’m no adonis either,
fashion sense abysmal, I’ve got two nirvana t-shirts 
that I wear to formal outings and I’ve never owned a cardigan,
catch me buyin’ cargo pants at target from the bargain bin
drink milk straight out the carton, use my hands to scoop out margarine
breakfast table etiquette makes up our morning arguments
and I’m not a glass half full kinda guy,
shipwrecked, flags half-mast hull kinda guy
I never was an optimist, not too good at compromise,
the problem is my ego’s far too fragile to apologize
but she always calls me out and takes me down a couple pegs too
it’s always nice to have somebody close who double-checks you
and honestly, we wouldn’t be ourselves if we were different 
yeah, she’s clumsy and I’m stupid, those are things that we can live with
being perfect’s unrealistic, either way I like our flaws
the way I crack my knuckles often, the obnoxious way she yawns
the way I stutter when I flirt cause I’m not very good with courtship
the way she’s gotta pee the first ten minutes of a road trip
how when she cuts her pancakes it’s in slices, not in squares
the way my daily coffee intake is a crisis, I'm aware
the way I talk in crowded theatre and the way she parks in parallel
the way she goes through pints of ben and jerrys salted caramel
the way...

slide in my DM's

butterflies

i'm finally back with a new beat on my own page :)

art by me

cotton candy

I made this, produced by @elijahwho 
mixed by @tylasno
Coverart by @remo_raps

Words do so much damage but we're through is like a guillotine
I need to move on but your love is like my nicotine
So I'm sitting here, eyes locked on the ceiling
I thought we'd be a match, but the perfect flame is just searing
It's unbelievable, don't wanna attach but I'd do it again
And the time that we had was a thing that I miss
Only thing I have left is the words on ya lips
And, it was an eclipse, your the sun to my world I'm a moon to an earth
I know that I'm worthless, the time that I couldn't develop those words
So I hope that you heard this, I'm loud and shy, proud and pessimistic
I took a shot and I missed it addicted to staring and reminiscing
And quick to bitch Imma glitch in this game of love
Swift in dodging hits from cupids arrows and bugs
Can't get past that, soon to duck like A flack
My friends know I'm a sad sack
Imma go exploring like I'm dora
There's plenty of fish in the sea
But there's not tug to my line cause what fish wants me

Said, that girl, she's beautifully divine, I can't wait to make her mine
In my mind
Said, that girl, she's so pretty from far away
she makes my heart melt at a gaze
But when I'm close it's outta place
She's, so amazing, my heart racing, I don't know what to say
Make me feel like a plaything the butterflies is my stomach won't go away

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