she gon break my heart i dont need no glasses - tragic hbk 24'

posed to prod. ahhsumpt0ns

The title makes sense, and so do our picks.

Don't Fumble These Picks - Seg 8 - January 29

Kxlly- Fumble Wifey

MIA.RADIO///EXCLUSIVE/// pxrtyboy (Prod. siahprice)

10/06/24

you hug me tight like a friend
and something cracks in my chest
we're so different that it hurts 
but you say it's not the case
you have such a pretty voice
it warms me up through my cellphone
i'll stay alive just in case one day you sing a song for me

fuck i cant help it 
im letting myself fall for you
i only have reasons not to
but its too late
all i think about is you
you always say every right word
to tear my heart apart
in a good way
cause i ache to feel something inside

u hug me tight like a friend

Forever Limbo

Fumble Wazir Patar TB

A folk-style tale from the edge of Fumble Creek, where one goose has haunted a man’s steps since boyhood. Told with wit, rhythm, and a touch of dread, this playful narrative unfolds in verses and pub-worthy choruses — weaving a saga of feathers, folklore, and the kind of menace that waddles where it wills. Whether sung with a grin or a shudder, the tale is yours to take flight.

[LYRICS]

"You laugh today, but mark me word
She’ll find you yet, that flappin’ bird."

I hail from down by Fumble Creek,
Where geese don’t honk — they plot and sneak.
Since I was ten, one’s chased me soul,
With eyes that glint and thighs that roll.

She honks like skirts in windy squares,
No feathered beast should draw such stares.

She flaps, she sways, then off she struts
That goose, I swear, will drive me nuts!
She plucks and nips, then off she flew,
I’d half a mind to chase her too.

She honks like skirts in windy squares,
No feathered beast should draw such stares.

Back when I were a wee lad still,
Out where the path bends past the mill
She bit me calf behind the swings,
Then tugged me scarf and flapped her wings.

She honks like skirts in windy squares,
No feathered beast should draw such stares.

She stalks me ’round the bramble gate,
While I were out and running late.
She hissed, she darted, gave a clack,
I dropped me pack and legged the track.

She honks like skirts in windy squares,
No feathered beast should draw such stares.

While I nurse a pint, and me mind’s adrift,
She waddles in loud — all fluff and lift.
She squawks like charm, but truth be this:
I hear nowt more than goose-born hiss.

She flaps, she sways, then off she struts
That goose, I swear, will drive me nuts!
She plucks and nips, then off she flew,
I’d half a mind to chase her too.

She honks like skirts in windy squares,
No feathered beast should draw such stares.

Me aunt’s cat lost near half her fate,
No lane too narrow, no hour too late.
She cornered three behind the crate,
The Vicar cursed and leapt the gate.

That goose? She’s set the hens to cluck,
And had The Vicar shouting “duck!”

I thought I'd rest — a final sleep,
Six feet below, no squawk, no peep.
But just as soil began to drop—
I swear I heard her goose feet plop.

She flaps, she sways, then off she struts—
That goose, I swear, will drive me nuts!
She plucks and nips, then off she flew,
I’d half a mind to chase her too.

So mark me stone, and mind me plot —
’Tis one waddlin’ menace still haunts the lot.

It just might, aye!

Feathered Menace of Fumble Creek

会津発のBass & Internet Music Party「Fumble」、
おかげさまで、発足してからなんと約８年が経ちました。
私達はこれからも「手探り」をしながら、Bassとインターネットを追求してまいります。

今回もパーティを祝してEPをリリース致します！
今回は総勢7名に参加していただきました。
参加者各々が解釈する、
"インターネットミュージック"をお楽しみ下さい。​


Track list
1. GaziGaji - 倖田來未特化型アキネーター
2. SGHAL vs SYUMI - 0Round of 13SIDE 
3. comichi vs one shotta - 4AM
4. Tae-Jhin - Howling Over the World(Bootleg)
5. sewashi - こんな曲作ろうよMAKA君（提案）
6. Straterror - おせcinco (The new horizon V1P) 
7. P h o n k屋さん - BBBBB Phonk

DL(NYP):
https://itsfumble.bandcamp.com/album/fumble-ep5

fumble ep5 xfd

Jason Wilde - Rookie Ratings and Handling Balls (8/11/25)

FUMBLE is a Down-South, space-influenced rap confession about people throwing away the very blessings they prayed for. Blaq taps into full Petty-King energy while telling both sides—men who lose good women, women who lose good men, and people who sabotage jobs, opportunities, and love. Heavy 808s, atmospheric pads, Solar-System pacing, and hard truths wrapped in melody. A Blaq 2025 classic.

Fumble

Blaq is The Voice of the Underground. His music hits where life gets real — love, pain, growth, and truth. A storyteller mixing R&B soul with Hip-Hop grit. 🎙️
🎵 Silent I Got You | Generation | Turntables | Y’all Outside I’m Cool
#RealMusic #Blaq #TheVoiceOfTheUnderground #RnB #HipHop #Storyteller #IndependentArtist #DigitalArtist #Writer

I’ve always lived at the crossroads of music and poetry — where feeling becomes form, and melody turns memory into meaning. Whether it’s a lingering jazz note, a well-placed rhyme, or a shift in tempo that tells a deeper story, I’m drawn to that quiet magic where art reflects life with a little more style.

My roots are in classic music — the kind that doesn’t chase the moment but lingers with you long after the last note. Over time, that love expanded into poetry writing and jazz — especially the kind that swings, speaks, and smirks all at once. Jazz, to me, isn’t just a genre; it’s a personality. A conversation. A little tilt of the head and a grin that knows more than it says.

When I set out to create an album, it’s rarely just a collection of songs. I approach it like a personal playlist — one that drifts and flows as if the entire tracklist were one long, uninterrupted piece. Each track leans into the next, shifting mood, pace, or voice, but always carrying the same thread of feeling. I want you to listen the way I do — not as a shuffle of moments, but as a cinematic arc. One breath that lasts an hour.

Lyrically, my work is rooted in lived experience. Sometimes it’s obvious. Other times it’s just the skeleton of a memory, dressed up in wit, irony, or longing. I draw from real-life events, then let the poet in me twist, stretch, or sweeten them to taste. Depending on the tone of the album — playful, romantic, nostalgic, or something in between — I try to keep the emotional truth intact while giving it a fresh coat of creativity. A little humor where it fits. A deeper dive where it hurts.

My newest jazz album continues this tradition — short-lined swing tracks, conversational duets, and tongue-in-cheek storytelling. It’s an homage to late-night alleyway ballads, rooftop serenades, and train station goodbyes — all bound together with a sense of charm and cohesion. Each song is its own little scene, but together they tell a story — one you can revisit with each replay.

Thanks for stopping by my profile. I hope you find something that earns a spot on your repeat-play list — a melody, a lyric, or a moment that feels like it was written just for you.

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songs will be deleted Idc
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New tracks tagged #FUMBLE