with @kill-bill-on-the-beat prod by ezekey ( @zeke-seamans )

a lesson in silence

Oneson uploaded this one to his account so you can go there now 

mineral water [full tape]

don't get that tangled (prod. musikal) - Oneson Clang

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THIAGO X cole douglas - Can U Tell  (prod. jalen)

Top of the World? (feat. colecorduroy) [prod. robert cashman]

Somewhere in the Middle [prod. Mittens]

Counting My Blessings (feat. Atwood) [prod. Negligence]

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Otive - Big Dreams

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sorry for the hiatus. i'll be back at it mad after the new year. just having some fun on this track with the homies 

lyrix:
i'm
Staring at an abacus 
While fathoming a cataclysm 
flying
 high with

 my pterodactyls 
i might attack you with em 
I’m 
the type of guy 
that’s
 never in tune 
with activism 
the
only 
thing i care about is 
this habitat
we live in 

atom splitting bag of izm
to battle these data schisms
mathematics
can seem magical 
when you're in rhythm  
man i can’t imagine
 how id 
ever live without 
my
bass drum
that
sounds like its 8 tons,

heard from many miles
like that daytona circuit 
with the fans going wild 
always say
 no to
opportunists 
they'll use you quick 
and
 turn on you 
 like a sundial 
leave you on a dungpile 

or even 
worse
on
the cold, bloody tiles

i got 
 
Lyrics you should ponder 
more than decency I foster 
Get buried deep 
in the frequencies 
And feces from the fodder 
Nosferatu
Fucked your father 
sorry 
if i
Went too far there 
but 
Your bitch 
Loves my ball hair 
Ugh
Pardon 
This brash act 
but
A
Bit a pallbearer 
ill 
haul your ash ass 
you 
may be Avant garde 
But you still need to 
Flashback   
greedy mothafuckas 
fuck you and your nasdaq 

steezy with the ruckus
i hope you brought a gas mask 

wheezy from the fumes 
boy you soon to feel the backlash 

Stack cash 
I'd rather gain necessities
like cat food 
and ramen

Fuck currency 
id rather earn chronic 

turning topics 
to
 toxic slime 
when i be on sight 


pt. 2

ah shit dog,
say it aint so 
i make moves 
through molasses 
and bake it with dough,
sweeny todd 
on civilians 
im kidding you bro  
you see the pallbearers 
follow this one sacred ass code 

only take those who are dead already 

it aint a joke 

I’m on my own way 
with a trench coat 
and papers to boast 
you got some anger to post 
go ahead 
and
drop a comment 
on this 
track so i know 
and 
get stats
and false happiness 

staring at this abacus 
the madness hasn’t 
happened yet 
the cataclysm 
still awaits us 
so take action quick
hahaha 
word to mndbd

pallbearers ft. kill bill (prod. mndbd)

Rituals (feat Sora D)(prod. EZEKEY)

Lyric video out now!: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vCdNwuyB2dw

prod. @ibr
mix. @ibr
art. @headhaunter

Lyrics:
The screen door mesh framed the prologue perfectly/
as the clouds coiled into something more serpentine/
fervently, my eyes darted back and forth to catch a glimpse/
and managed to see something land beyond the glassy palaces/
dust rippled off speakers for emergency broadcasts/
as some unmarked vehicles were circling on past/
streaming different colored tape you're not allowed through/
all the while a vivid darkness swirling in the clouds brewed/
my stomach free fell every time I craned my neck/
peering up and out the world that maybe never paid its debts/
the weather vanes were bent from winds that seemed to change direction/
on a whim, impaling pretty songbirds onto tapered ends/
it started making sense when reporters stormed en masse/
cameras forward, prying up the boards, disclosing fortunes stashed/
but it was more than that, when they switched the channel/
to a discarnate voice saying more just hit the ground/

and so plentiful rumors sprout out the weeds/
trying to get a stranglehold on the brand new intrigue/
because it came from above and shimmered when it fell/
to here, shattering the facets of an upper realm/

I saw the silhouette of consequence/
up on the hill surveying the entire continent/
as many more fell, well into a countless digit/
peppering the field of view, the seeds that grew we're now infinite/
clouds were shifting more amorphic by the second/
like a portal pouring endless gemstones on the poor and helpless/
"pandemonium" could not express the event/
as the sand dunes were melting into a mess I've never beheld/
I shut the cover of my moisture trap manually/
the rattling up above had been addling my brain from back to front/
I could barely recognize the retooled, pelted ground/
that was beaten down beneath the steel wool textured clouds/
and I sat and stared up at the thriving storm that built a scenic view/
as ragged wires of light engulfed the night so unbelievable/
the water rushed around me, the strangest thing I've ever seen/
as the open door framed the epilogue expertly/