LIKE 2016 JAKE HILL ON A VERSE, THATS REAL
Original Release Date: July 4th, 2019

(Okay, here's another track that don't make sense)
(Hold up, wait a minute, I'ma talk my shit)
(Open up the door and get inside my ship)
(I'ma show you how to do it, filler words off rip)
(2020 coming with it, I know it's a little bit away)
(But I'ma kill it, do it how I wanna anyway)
(This beat a little corny but it still kinda works)
(Like 2016-)

Okay, here's another track that don't make sense
Hold up, wait a minute, I'ma talk my shit
Open up the door and get inside my ship
I'ma show you how to do it, filler words off rip
2020 coming with it, I know it's a little bit away
But I'ma kill it, do it how I wanna anyway
This beat a little corny but it still kinda works
Like 2016 Jake Hill on a verse, that's real
A diss to myself, never thought I'd make it so cheers to my wealth
I don't wanna end up in Hell but it feels like I sold my soul so please help 
Sol-Sol-Sol-Sold out shows, on tour, never sleep
Cause I stay too hype with it, nice on the beat
Thought I'd take a little break from the whiny shit
Here's a blast to the past with the rhyming shit
I be the big bad wolf when I'm knocking at the door
Gotta keep my teeth hidden so nobody ever know
That I gotta kill em all, not like Ash Ketchum
For the ones that talking, gotta teach em all a lesson
Like move bitch, get out the way
They talk an awful lot but got nothing to say
And I don't even really know where this shit is headed
But I keep the sail steady for this trip, I'm ready

Here's another track that don't make sense
But that's okay, I own this shit, I pull up then I leave
And I got more stacks than I rolled up with
Interest, they ain't gonna really like this
Cause I'm talking shit, but I don't mean nothing by it
I can tell they got a problem with it but they staying silent
Till they see me winning then they wanna turn it to a riot
That's real, still the same shit, I just sit in my room
Glued to my seat, might as well be my tomb
That I'm encased in when I meet my fate
I'm 27, hope that ain't today, it's a club I don't wanna be in
So, I keep it moving, I'm just following the beacon, fast
Hope it don't lead me down the wrong path
If I let it, y'all better whoop my-
Ask me how I feel, I don't really know
I'm just here, till the wheels are broke
I keep rolling, rolling like Fred Durst
I'm tryna take this trip on headfirst
And if I crash and burn, well, I guess that's life
Only one way to find out, I guess that's right
I'll close my eyes and then hit the launch
And then blast off quick till I hit the stars

That didn't even rhyme but whatever

JAKE HILL
www.dyinglately.com
http://twitter.com/iamjakehill
tiktok.com/@iamactuallyjakehill
youtube.com/@iamactuallyjakehill
instagram.com/iamjakehill
https://open.spotify.com/artist/26JloX1vHxGGrGUVeMItFJ

LIL TRA$H
http://twitter.com/LilTrashYuh
youtube.com/@liltrash3872
https://open.spotify.com/artist/3PdjUqbI50VHwSZaLQOtsz

Meme King

Twenty Sixteen

Jake Hill - Twenty Sixteen

Green Ogre

Saw Palmetto

Water Spirits

Bandolero

Green Pigeon

Trapper’s Lullaby

Monkey Business

Vienes con cadenas que papi compró,
hablando de un barrio que nunca pisó.
Tu flow es de plástico, de imitación,
un eco vacío, sin alma ni voz.
Te vistes de calle, pero hueles a nuevo,
repites libretos que no tienen huevos.
Yo vengo del fango, del cero, del fuego,
y en tu paraíso, tu mentira remuevo.
No eres un artista, eres un producto,
un simple muñeco con cara de adulto.
Tu rap es un chiste, un mal conducto,
y hoy, en mi pista, saco lo  oculto .

Crees que esto es un juego de fama y de post,
pero en mi tablero, tú eres el peón.
Mueves tu boquita, te crees el más boss,
y no ves que te tengo en mi jurisdicción.

Esto no es un beef, esto es un final,
un punto y aparte, un golpe letal.
Tu rey está expuesto, tu trono es de sal,
movimiento en falso y es... ¡Jaque Mate mortal!


Analizo tus barras, no encuentro sustancia,
solo rimas pobres, llenas de arrogancia.
Metáforas muertas, sin elegancia,
compradas a peso en la tienda 'e la infancia.
Hablas de pistolas, de drogas, de drama,
y tu única guerra es con el pillama.
La calle te escucha y de ti se reclama,
porque tu mentira su nombre difama.
Yo sangro en el folio, tú posas pa'l lente,
yo busco un mensaje, tú un buen gerente.
La diferencia, mi socio, es potente,
yo soy un poeta, tú un delincuente... .

Se te llenó la boca hablando de "real",
y eres la mascota de una disquera.
Te dieron un cheque, un look comercial,
y te convencieron de que eras pantera.
Pero la jungla de asfalto no perdona,
detecta al farsante, lo aísla y lo entierra.
Tu corona es de cartón, no impresiona,
y hoy tu castillo se viene por tierra.
No hay vuelta de hoja, no hay réplica, hermano,
tu carrera completa cabe en mi mano.
Te creíste gigante y eres un enano,
un simple espejismo en el rap cubano.

Jaque Mate Mortal

шелкопряд prod.Sedivi

All for You

outlander

Last year, while people reacted to the results of the election, I released this song describing the corruption of this country and its complicity with the rogue Z*on*st pariah state.

I wrote the last verse of this song, the one you're hearing on this post, on October 13, 2023 — 6 days after this g3n0c*d@| war began. The rest were written sporadically over the course of the past ~2 years of horror. As l've seen so many people ignore and remain silent about what has been unfolding before our eyes, I could not bear to do the same.

As an artist, it is imperative for me to use my voice to disseminate truth and information that our media and government intentionally suppresses and distorts. I truly hope you take the time to give it a listen.

"The role of the artist is to make the revolution irresistible" —
Toni Cade Bambara

"The role of the artist is exactly the same as the role of the lover. If I love you, I have to make you conscious of the things you don't see." — James Baldwin

"The revolution introduced me to art, and in turn, art introduced me to the revolution" - Albert Einstein

FALASTEEN DREAMS

Echoes & Dust

LYRICA

GET DOWN FOOL

• Title: RUSTCUTS // VOL3
• BPM: 83
• Key: F♯ minor
• Mood: sad / dusty / tape-era
• Producer: evenfall

Listen/Follow:
• IG/TikTok: @evenfallwav
• Link hub: https://linktr.ee/evenfallwav
• Email: evenfallwav@gmail.com

Gear/Plugins (for search nerds):
FL Studio, Kontakt Prime Bass, FabFilter Pro-Q/Pro-C/Pro-L, SPL Transient Designer, RC-20, TAIP, Valhalla

Licensing:
Non-profit use allowed with credit “Prod. by evenfall”. For commercial use/collabs email me.

RUSTCUTS // VOL3

(Yeah, yeah)
(U fans, huh)
(Let's talk about it)

U fans, why huh?
Talk big, but your grind ain't high, bruh
Scrollin' on my name like Wi-Fi, huh
Signal strong, you can't deny, nah

They postin', ghostin', lurk my lane,
Wanna ride my wave, can't surf my pain.
Talk that cap, but the math don't add,
They subtractin' facts, I just laugh, stay glad.

Eyes on my moves like I'm teachin' class,
Every step I take, they reachin' fast.
Keyboard warriors typin' all day,
But when we face to face, ain't got nothin' to say.

(Uh, yeah)
They watch, they hate, they commentate,
But my success somethin' they can't replicate.

U fans, why huh?
Talk big, but your grind ain't high, bruh
Scrollin' on my name like Wi-Fi, huh
Signal strong, you can't deny, nah

No shade, just sun on truth,
Blueprint clean, I proof my proof.
U fans, claim fam, act brand new,
Love when I move, hate when I do.

They screenshot my wins, debate my flaws,
I'm breakin' ceilings while they breakin' laws.
Of common sense, yeah, it's so dense,
How you my biggest fan and my defense?

Double-tap my life from behind the screen,
Meanwhile I'm stackin' everything I dreamed.
Notifications poppin', they can't resist,
My name on they tongue like a shopping list.

Click, like, type—repeat,
My name the code in they feed.
I breathe rare air, they tweet,
Still can't compete with heat.

U fans, why huh?
Talk big, but your grind ain't high, bruh
Scrollin' on my name like Wi-Fi, huh
Signal strong, you can't deny, nah

They study my page like it's finals week,
I'm the topic they discuss, I'm the vibe they seek.
Say they don't care, but they always there,
First to view my story, truth or dare?

Contradiction in they whole existence,
Claim they movin' on, but they keep the distance.
Close enough to watch, far enough to hate,
I'm the meal they can't digest on they plate.

Algorithm know me better than they mama do,
Every hour checkin' what I'm up to.
I don't need the love, I just find it funny,
How you invest your time but ain't makin' money?

(Let me break it down)
(Let me break it down)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

U fans, why huh?
Talk big, but your grind ain't high, bruh
Scrollin' on my name like Wi-Fi, huh
Signal strong, you can't deny, nah

I rise, they watch in disbelief,
My grind eternal, theirs so brief.
Built this empire brick by brick,
While they throwin' stones, I just stack 'em quick.

Foundation solid, can't be shaken,
Every move calculated, never fakin'.
They want the crown but won't pay the price,
I sacrifice daily, roll the dice twice.

Keep my name warm in they cold conversations,
I'm the motivation and the frustration.
Free rent in they head, I don't charge a fee,
Living lavish in they mind, that's my property.

U fans, why huh?
Keep watchin' while I fly high, bruh.
They talk, I walk—no lie, huh,
Real ones don't need reply, nah.

U fans, why huh?
Talk big, but your grind ain't high, bruh
Scrollin' on my name like Wi-Fi, huh
Signal strong, you can't deny, nah

(U fans... yeah)
(Keep scrollin')
(I'll keep glowin')
(No reply needed)

(U Fan)

October Selection 5

NEW MUSIC RELEASES EVERY SINGLE FRIDAY!!!
Lyrics & Socials are in the Description of Songs
not my music, files on my computer.
if you're the artist and you want something down, message me (and add proof you're the artist)

Music Producer and progressing Mixing Engineer 🎶🎹🎚🎛

Self-taught guitar and piano player 🎸🎹

Representing the street culture of Athens through music 💯🤘

Raised with the values of Hip-Hop 👐



https://www.youtube.com/@KaziOnTheBeatz

Gritty beats, dusty samples, underground energy.
🟣 https://linktr.ee/evenfallwav

"We don’t drop comments—we drop music."

Jimi Presha learned the techniques of vibrational alchemy & diverted what seemed like certain death into a rich learning experience that left him convinced of nothing... except imagination.

Rapper/Beat Maker. This Page Has a mix of ALL my work. Follow/Like and lets Build!

New tracks tagged #BOOM-BAP