Ond of my favorites of all time tbh, flow is as smooth as butter.

lyrically thiago kinda on a different level though

Never stop making music my man. Serious inspiration

been listening for 3 years and I'm proud of you

Axiom 33

@atlas
@miraa on the beat
@joncraps on the mixing and editing

why do i sound like a dude that just needs a hug
why am i so unscrewed why does dude need a lug
i guess that's what happens when you're betrayed by people you love
emotions under the rug
gettin' good at that, gettin' way too good at that 
i just bottle shit up 
like my favorite cognac, yo fuck that
hold me back, mic me up
yo let me flow this wack ass shit i wrote 
and recently, my mental is so iraq
i've trippin' for several seasons
tip-toein' and avoidin' all these lego pieces
metaphorically, of course, but Atlas
tell me where i belong in this almanac
like, my girlfriend fuckin' hates me, my dad doesn't talk to me yo
i've been gettin' lost in like all of the sauce in the bowl but
yo i don't know whats up with that

shits bad but it'll only feel worse 
when your stuck inside focusin' on nothin' but your curses
gotta find a way to break the negativity 
cuz life is fuckin' tough but your tougher you gotta just believe it
shits bad and it'll never hurt less
if you're layin here obsessin over everything your stressin' about 
gotta find a method to break the cycle
gotta find a method to break the cycle, before it eats you alive

why do i plug a message in every song that only you could possibly understand 
and the worst part is you don't listen to them
and i know you already moved on and that's what's killin' me 
actually, it's how you did it so seemlessly yo
you know i dont even feel like an artist anymore
it's like at best im a fuckin' comformist with just my thoughts on record
i think this life is just a type-o
i've been feelin' mad psycho yo you gotta break that cycle phe 
but honestly dawg, i don't think it's even up to me
and if it was, i don't know what i would change
it's just, it fucks with me yo 
and i really wanted to end on a positive note but
but it's gettin hard like when i'm constantly hit with these monsterous blows
it's so monotonous and slow and, shitty
and i truly don't know what's up with that

shits bad but it'll only feel worse 
when your stuck inside focusin' on nothin' but your curses
gotta find a way to break the negativity 
cuz life is fuckin' tough but your tougher you gotta just believe it
shits bad and it'll never hurt less
if you're layin here obsessin over everything your stressin' about 
gotta find a method to break the cycle
gotta find a method to break the cycle, before it eats you alive

break the cycle w/ atlas (prod. miraa)

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @hheadhaunter

Produced by: 
@ibr

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@ibr

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Lyrics: 
Listen to me, please, I hate to open with this news/
but I'm not just not one you've seen without those rosy tinted hues/
the truth, I'm holding with a spoon.. I'm no knight in shining armor/
I don't dive inside the darkness, you won't cry goodbye on harbors/ 
and no tears for the dearly departed, never existed/
I've been so weird in the fear of the awkward tension that's building/
the ceiling feels so low, and the spacing out is permanent/
the waning sounds of words you spent are racing out the firmament/ 
I'm sure you meant well, I turn deaf and blind on a dime/
with nickel plated skin I doll her up to hide her inside/
I find a good time in excess, this scumbag only holds sewage/
skull inside the clouds, the sky, headbutt a brand new hole through it/
so I can hibernate, draped in vines that hide the state/
of mental wellness, never felt this place, slide out and drive away/ 
behind me, off the lot Ferrari's, crash, jam packing the ditches/ 
as this arsonist takes his shelter at more flammable bridges/

I'm not being insincere, you can - you can do much better than me/
(scumbag blues)the truth is that I'm nowhere near the person you see/ 
I'm just a sliver of the subject at hand/
a dumb, disembodied head that's buried under the sand/

There's no message to decode, I'm just a piece of shit/
it's no secret in sequences that repeat ad infinitum/
I don't mean to be overly dramatic, no over seas combatant/
peeling back the scabs that form up there, in hopes you see the damage/
I just want you to know that I'm prone to phoning it in/
with the bones so broken I folded them so they poke through the skin/
so you could nurse me back to health, self-arsonist/ 
I took my jarred brain off the shelf, melt all of it/
there's no mask or make-up, make believe man made myth/
or exaggeration painted in a bad light, you can't fake this/  
I'm a dick, I've got a slew of better things to do/
than try to win your heart, plucking on those little strings in tune/
one millimeter fuse, I ride a cannonball to work/
an anti-social loser doomed, to pack and travel in reverse/
lungs full of green-ish fumes that wilt the plants, you shouldn't breathe/
just completely forget about this, you're too good for me/

Headhaunter - Scumbag Blues (prod. ibrahim)

feat. @ibr
prod. @drwn_dot
mix. @ibr

Rock hard below this asteroid belt, exhale breath slow/
open fly, while she's caught inside the James Webb scope/
she could be a star within this vouyerism galaxy/
planets strung together, toys within her gadgetry/
watched her Parker/park her Solar Probe beyond event horizon/
see her flush with solar flares, misrepresents inviting/
booty rises more than tides when she moves/
breaks out the paddle when she's naughty, two dark sides on the moon/
damn, girl's figure's tighter than an airlock/
puts the ass in the astral body, zoom in as her hair falls/
you can hear that booty clap, in the vacuum of space/
call up Planet Express, I've got a package to place/
no pants like Zap Brannigan, I wanna bend her over/
period, I'm serious, I'll even run through red like rovers/
I'm, Curiosity, but that pussy's killing me/
she wants a pillar of creation, not a humble six inch piece/

I call her NASA Akira, crushing hard like a black hole
Her heavenly body puts the hot in Hoth but she acts cold
One giant leap for my manhood when her booty drop
I love her flaws too, even Jupiter got a beauty spot
Bought the Comet Sutra, ten woolongs per chapter
Big spoon and Little Dipper's got a good ring to it like Saturn
Findin the zero-G spot, my Venus for life
Thick as fuck, cuz her butt's a little meatier, right 
Every Tom, Dick, and John knows her pussy Titor
I'm a hadron with a hard-on, we should get in the collider
Always wearin a Gundam, we'll practice safe mechs
No Gagarin reflex, Elon Musk with the SpaceX
She almost got me spellin ISS with an A
No telescope required, my naked eye needs friends for a change
Keep it fresh, and like Pluto - not plan it anymore, and just
Boldly come where no man has come before

Intergalasstic II (ft. ibrahim)

prod. by @kastrosplace 
mixed/mastered by @geo_1022
Lyrics/Art/Recording by me

this didn't age well

Put some socks on with a coat over a hoodie
Pull hair back just to put the snail on top of head the noogie
Imma pull on kicks if black n white then imma take the campus
otherwise i'll stick with tony's all black out of canvas
Maybe? i'm not really sure
it still fits with blocks of colored squares
and i don't give a fuck what others think of what i wear
cuz now i got a cosby coogie sweater lookalike
and even with me drinkin water it's still tasting alright, so nice
i jus wanna vibe and buy that 40 dollar shit for one
and always check the board for deals on prices green tag yellow none

cuz a five for five is better than a one for two 
unless it's jammin out in parking lots to one cd with you
i don't care if music's trash or tender's cold
aux can bump till day grows old, convo stretching on till eyelids fold
and grandpa sweaters need to bust out in the sunset air
i don't care if giant shirts with tied up hair or cactii everywhere
just. it don't make a difference cut the bs that it's more work
if i can't see your face today i know i'll go berserk

by the paper i mean the new york time 
to go see you and find out why your eyes just make me smile
maybe it's that there's a mystery
so lemme know you better
maybe if it's getting cold we can go n share a sweater
in the weather like forever just together
just us two and i don't wanna leave no you without a lovely lady palindrome 
wait
tacocat because you love em so
but doggo puppers ease your soul
and i know that you do not wanna choose a favorite
but i do and i choose you like a pokemon but better
You electrify me burn me up until i’m ashes never
Paper on paper on paper on paper
I been writing songs about you
I been feelin down without you
I don’t wanna walk without you
I don’t wanna go do this shit
Ohh
Girl you make me feel more whole than if I filled a glass with tea
And I know that you hate it that I’m stubborn but I see
That you might be the one with looks and charm and all the inbetween
And I jus wanted to ask when you can come and see me

Chrosky | Paperlove (prod. KA$TRO)

Featuring: https://soundcloud.com/cloudmacx & PC Pete

Produced by: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCkPE_gRazT9nG4nHBMb5dQA

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[HOOK - Miles Powers & PC Pete]
Relax your muscles this distraction’s just a couple minutes
In fact I think you're fucked right after ‘cause it's back to business
So let's sit back and crack a pack of six to blur your vision
And rap with acid flows I'm askin’ if they even listen


[VERSE 1 - PC Pete]
I seen better days, better blaze in a daze
How I stay when I get away, least I got bowl
And I ate off a dinner plate, you know they say
It’s the little things, have a drink gotta

Celebrate, little rock out the cellophane
Little talk bout some little things, t ain't rained
In a month imma go insane, little blunt fuck it make it big
Cause it’s love but you know that

Love’s always taking hits, hits out the blunt
Getting vapor lit lit for a month outta paper shit
Shit I been drunk since a baby kid
Bitch say it’s love but my baby left, fifth fifth of the 

Month I’m just breaking in my liver live it up while you living
I give a fuck if you wit it I’m tryna make it big
No I’m not, I’m just tryna find my fucking wallet
While I’m dodging cops, how many xanny in my

Pocket bitch I done forgot, how many xannys are you
Popping just to stop the thoughts, bout a boatload!!
I see the waves crashing in hope you float bro
How many ways can you fuck ask my coke hoes

Dope nose froze in the snow living so cold
D LO in the know I love no hoe
I’m a wolf in a wolves clothes
On the roof burning woods slow.. but I bet I’m in a

Wool sweater letterman, getting head again
Damn she let him in? Duh bitch I’m a motherfucking
Veteran, with a head full of sedatives
And it is what I said it is

[HOOK - Miles Powers & PC Pete]

[VERSE 2 - Miles Powers]
Ten till three CD in the works, read read
Too far in the words if it all works fuck it
I ain't dream dream dream nothing
I ain't sleep sleep I ain't need this

Knee deep on the creep creep man I bleed this
All too conceited, crawlin depleted solve with a
Call from the homies, rhymes from the dome piece
Lying if I don't say I don't need nothin

Lines in row get the blow insufflate
I ain't bluffin way to far sufferin’
Puffin this J and I'm Kool-Aid sippin
Bluray rippin’ I be too far trippin

Large roots, 'bove ground, when I come round
Leave em dumbfound, as a gun sound
In the white suburbs, write with the sight of a love bird
Write with the depth of a sunburn, ay

Tryna fit it get it all in one word, ay
I admit it all in one verse, ay
One song too long move along it's a new day
Gotta spit a new way… 

Ain't yall trouble man better prove then
Eight ball couple grams get it movin
Involved in a plan of improvement
Ain't solve with a trance but it's soothin’

[HOOK - Miles Powers & PC Pete]

[VERSE 3 - Cloud Mac]
I was born in the black light
Never looking back, never gonna think twice
I’m nice on the mic when I describe right 
Pull into the fight like “yo”

But sometimes I struggle to write it all up
The brain comes in with the Yip Man block, yea
The hands move around and around on the clock, 
The plans break down, down, down in the spot

And everybody needs a little help sometimes,
Sometimes, I like to
Get a little jolly and puff some pines,
Some pines, some pines

And if that don’t work then I’ll try something else
TV on silent the image just melts
Black and white romance until it is felt
Attacking my trance up until it dispels

And when that don’t work I go out with my friends
Do something stupid that we can’t defend
Depends, we got the time to spend.
I got some lies that I will spread

And after it all I go back to my house
Get to my mic and then get it all out
Back to business got to get all this clout
Yea, you just learned all ‘bout the cloud.

[HOOK X 2 - Miles Powers & PC Pete]

Back to Business (feat. Cloud Mac & PC Pete)

part 3 of sisyphus, i finished what samsa had started writing, then got chris to rap it


Lyrics:

I was here before nothing you know you existed 
I'll be here when everything you knew is gone  
I made you in my image, thought of you as children, 
Thought that I was finished, I admit it though, I think I'm wrong

You were naive to think that you were the first
I was naive to think that you'd be the last
Pointless at best, and more than cruel at worst,
I've talked to you like this a thousand times in the past

I was never born, will never die, I've seen your kind through heaven's eyes
Since Genesis you've been inventing pens to write and genocide
And just to spend the time I kindled light from the dark
Then from mist and chaos I created life from a spark

I fashioned storms and galaxies and DNA from spirals
Balanced tidal waves, planetary rings and solar cycles
And coded every photon, atom, evening, and morn
Made you out of clay and light and fire just 'cause I was bored

But though I've combed the multiverse there's nothing but monotony
The same-old mass-extinction now no longer even bothers me
So I'll uproot a pillar of creation or two
or maybe cause a trillion supernovae just to reboot

Set off interstellar fireworks from antimatter bombs
Then hatch a cosmic egg from scratch to yield a brand-new dawn
And though it always ends the same I've got no Elysium
In this infinite existence to alleviate tedium

But maybe life's absurd and I just need to rebel
Despite my certain fate it doesn't mean that it's hell
So I'll keep molding solar systems, that should be enough
Rolling boulders in the Holy Kingdom til the sun comes up

Sisyphus III?????

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Funny thing about motivation.
It’s not a week long seminar 
at some beachside resort and spa. 
Ice breakers with nice strangers. 
Distrustful trust falls. 
Seven easy, twelve easy, 
twenty-five easy steps and that’s all. 
Some people need that. 
A format, a road map. 
They’re so lost about where they wanna go, 
they don’t even know where they’re at. 
And it works. 
But once you dig yourself out of that hole, 
it’s not like the film ends and the credits roll, it’s- 
The funny thing about motivation is it’s not a party. 
It’s not a drum beat in your chest 
echoing through your body. 
Each day isn’t a dragon to slay, 
a battle for your army. 
Temporary life mottos 
scribbled in permanent Sharpie. 
Some people need those. 
Credos. Words to live by. 
Metaphors and allegories to fit yourself inside. 
And it works. 
But take away the glitz and the guts 
and let that luster get a little rust... 
The funny thing about motivation is… 
is that it’s disappointing. 
All it really boils down to 
is strengthening your inner voice 
and that’s not loud, that’s not bright, 
that’s not an interesting story. 
Books don’t get written about 
small personal victories 
because that would be boring. 
But small personal victories 
are what’s truly human. 
Funny thing about motivation is that 
it’s not a crowd chanting over moving music. 
It’s a single pat on your back saying, 
“You can do this.”

It’s muted.
It’s quiet. 
Sometimes it’s silent.

Funny thing about procrastination. 
Sometimes it's not 'cause you're lazy. 
Snoozin' your alarm so you can stay asleep 
every day of the week until the due date's reached. 
Stayed up all night to turn it in late, incomplete. 
Some people do that. 
Who can't? 
Chapter 2 Math 
sounds so much sadder than 
afternoon nap. 
So you don't work. 
But it’s not just putting off for later 
so you can watch some vlogger’s day first. 
I heard somebody 
who studied decision making 
for years get asked, 
“Have you gotten better at 
making decisions in your own life?” 
He said no. 
Right? 
Like if he was researching this whole time, 
how does he not know by now? 
But the funny thing is
being smarter doesn’t make you more productive. 
You just get better at justifying your poor judgement. 
More convincing excuses. 
More lenient sentences. 
Better intentions to pave the road to hell with. 
All this to say that I’m not lazy. 
I just trust that tomorrow me 
will be wiser than today me. 
Blindly, faithfully. 
Trusting the process. 
But if I give it all to God, so to speak, 
what have I got left? 
If I keep pushing the deadlines back, 
I’ll be dead by the time I react. 
And that’s not laziness. 
Or maybe it is that. 
Funny thing about procrastination. 
It hits back. 

It’s a tought fight.
And I’ve lost sight. 
But I’m still tryin’. 
I’ll be alright.

funny thing [prod. by mr. master]

lyrics: genius.com/Thiago-be-your-own-lyrics

prod by @user-530621763
mix by Thiago
written by Thiago

I JUST HOPE LITTLE ME WOULD BE PROUD OF ME

Be Your Own

Track four of "Make Way For Goodbyes" with @cloudmacx

Produced by: Noden via www.youtube.com/channel/UCG94rpZEA7WG1eN_UC8GsDA

Lyrics: genius.com/cloud-mac-and-miles-powers-close-tonight-lyrics

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Close Tonight

lyrics:
https://genius.com/Thiago-courage-power-wisdom-lyrics

prod by @user-530621763
mix by Thiago
written by Thiago

YOU ARE NOT PREPARED

Be Your Own

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