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Perfect Life

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @headhaunter

Produced by: 
@knowmadicbeats

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@iamsamsa

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Lyrics:
You can find me at the noodle house in neo-Tokyo/
while slurping ramen unaware they're hunting me, I'm on my own/
and coping with the fact I've got a four year life span/
as vangelis synthesizers set the mood, I'm feeling typecast/
an android on the run where every minute is precious/
a constant ringing in my ear, the opposite of a deathwish/
pass crowds of neon umbrellas to run through dimlit streets/
I turn the corner to find myself playing parts in different scenes/
standing somewhere in Texas near a drug deal gone wrong/
with a suitcase full of cash and all the dealers long gone/
I take money the home, but unbeknownst to me, a bounty on my head/
ignore the phone that's ringing, 'fraid of being tracked down by the feds/
and that coin flipping villain with a captive bolt pistol/
stash the cash inside a motel vent and nap alone 'til the/
phone awakens me taking me to another scenario/
there's a green tint on everything, windows look just like emeralds/
a rotary phone in the room, but I refuse to pick it up/
there's Agents knocking down the door, I'd rather lose in fisticuffs/
they break right through, the bullets fly in slo-mo at me now/
I brace for impact but the whole program goes crashing down/ 


I shook the sand from my head/
a different environment, but still I'm stranded again/
rumbles in the distance, a convoy on the horizon/ 
of nonsensical vehicles with weapons promising violence/
now I'm hopping inside this modified Pursuit Special/
kick up orange dust and heat up this black-turned blue metal/
rip across this wasteland, in our cars with crude frames/
as crazed men shoot large harpoons and play guitars that spew flames/
I take a detour, aiming for that nuclear sandstorm/
I'll more than willing to lose them, can barely steer, hands torn/
from off the wheel, damn, the winds are harsh, the day is lovely/
car lifts up, from off the ground, I get thrown away from something/
I don't wanna face, wake up in a Subaru WRX/
I'm hard pressed to not stress about the subterfuge/
parked outside a bank, I'm the perfect getaway driver/
turn the ear buds up until that ringing melts away finally/
I can breathe, plan to leave and drive into that sunset/
turn over a new leaf, rewind and start it up fresh/
to some opening credits, a bright and flashy title card/
but first I have to answer this phone even though I don't want to-/

Headhaunter - Call Back Later

prod. @ibr
mix. @ibr
art. me

Lyrics:
I wouldn't mind dissappearing right about now/
and try to steer towards the sea to drown this strident sound out/ 
two-wheel driving on the upperside of anxious to the final stage/
while staring at the acid rain that's eating at the wiper blades/
fall out hyperspace and drift into a gas giant/
try to blame the type of plane but truth is I'm a bad pilot/ 
ads hyping sales on intimate lines/ 
half off uncomfortable sensations for a limited time/
a free involuntary twitch comes with the panic I feel/
I let my car blink in the ditch until my hands reappear/
you could say I fear it, disappear in act I, the stage is set/
worries worn to specifcations that the tailor met/ 
it says to break the glass in case of uncertainty/
the world will melt into nothing at one little button, I just have to turn the key/
see, I felt the pressure that bubbled, I know that I shouldn't have locked my knees/
I think it's stupid I told you stay calm, that's just hypocrisy/ 

There's no point in me wiping the mud off/ 
without the aplomb, my dreams are subpar, I'm in a dust storm/
while she plays a guitar and hums a love song/ 
about to see her then I wake up on a belt, leading to a buzzsaw/ 
stay to watch me melt down to fluids, stressing out, focused/
on the mouth of madness and it's chewing with its mouth open/
eyes closing, recalibrate the visor on me/
I'm heartbroken, just a valet for white Ferraris/
too panicked but it's my fault, alright I'm sorry/
see my anxiety and my calmness in a fight for glory/
prepping the white hot forks for the cold slab of meat/
keep feet kicked up in this same old atrophy/
in a taxi seat I'm making a getaway quick, in a minute I'm getting up out/ 
of the panic attack in a masterful act of defense with a method pretending I'm fine/ 
I think that I figured the minimal stress level out, settled down/
into the mouth of a blender, king panic attack, metal crown/

Blood, Dust, & Moonlight (prod. ibrahim)

prod. @masked-man-peace
mix. @ibr
art. @headhaunter and @bamboostickk

Lyrics:
A grain of sand tumbled and reunited with the beach front/
as the dune trembled, in the warm light of the peach sun/
sand cascaded, revealing the shape of someone/
who just surfaced to the island, emerging as if he’s summoned/
he pushed himself up slowly and tried to cull his bearings/
in front of jungle foliage, his mind chock-full of theories/
he seemed disoriented, tripped while watching seagulls skirt swells/
and every palm tree bent over him, like some deeply concerned pals/
he recovered and explored the sandbanks, of that quaint island/
trying to ignore the waves that chimed in with their vague tidings/
the horizon extinguished the sun, and he curled up to sleep/
rising at the break of dawn to awkwardly lurch to his feet/
and found a bottle that washed on the beach, rubbed his eyes to see it twice/
another island, materializing on the teal tides/
and soon enough he realized it was moving/
and the oncoming shore held a silhouette that looked human/

Where the water spray breeze always follows you/
you can hear faint siren songs keep on calling you/
I think the fantasy must’ve dropped a couple keys/
off the coast of every dream that we’re falling through/

He bundled up some dry driftwood and tried to start a fire/
to no avail, no advice ‘cept the wind’s input/
but he still held his chin up to spy a roaring fire/
on the other island’s coast where warmth withstood/
he wondered if his island was the one moving and not the other way around, in a silence that he found soothing/ 
he was lucid but he pinched himself just in case/
when he saw her in the second coastal shelf’s turquoise waves/
she was smiling at him from the sand bar opposite/
and as the islands almost hit, the thought to jump across was.. obvious/
but the waters looked as if their endless waves would swallow him/
so all he did was.. hesitate/
he had replayed the moment in his head a thousand times/
as the days all came and went, he staggered drunk around the isle/
he pushed himself up from the sand to see it glinting/
a second island faintly moving in the distance/

Isles Apart (prod. masked man)

Produced by: https://soundcloud.com/noluckmusic

Artwork by: twitter.com/stkales

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[INTRO - PC Pete]
I’m feeling stagnant but my city always changing
I can’t imagine what we’ll see in a few ages and a
A bit a acid got me doing calculations
Bout the distance to the moon and all the different constellations

[BRIDGE - PC Pete]
I’ve been
Over the hillside where I lay in my mind
And make the best a my days
And never know whatchu find
Little over the pill side where the colors’ll change
And change the way that you think
I’ve never seen em the same

[VERSE 1 - miles powers]
I’m out this solar system sippin soda hold the acid
Mow the grass I’m sorta placid
Lackadaisical in fact
The track abrasive hold it back
Attractin phrases out of place in outer space
My God it pays to display
Crazed amazing razor blades
Don’t fade the bass I’ll need it later
Either way I feed on beat the needle need
Another nudge and look it’s me
Straight fuckery buckle me up I fuck for free
I ain’t be Kendrick baby
I gots to innovate and renovate to get a lady
Any rate I been this manic
Depressive damn it confessin I ain't be from this planet
Talk of apocalypse cop and hoppin in rocketships
Mockin this bonkers ridonculous talk like Fetty Wap and shit
I'm Betty Crocker bitch
Whip this brick for guap I gets
Spit this shit with a confidence
Writ this shit with a common sense
Rhyme intense
Dominance
Got em sayin not again
Soarin I'm in orbit endorphins are pourin in

[HOOK X 2 - miles powers & PC Pete]
Interstellar
In the center of your galaxy chillin
Interstellar
In the center of your galaxy chillin
Interstellar
In the center of your galaxy chillin
Say what you want bout a comet but oh my god what a feelin

[VERSE 2 - PC Pete]
Often lost in translation
I think the gods are forsaken
I had a bottle a sake
I throw it up on the pavement
I pave my way round this plane with all this shit I’m creating
Until the day that I vanish and fade away to oblivion
I’m in the center of your galaxy chillin
Isotopes of psychotropics higher dosage through the ceiling
Still been baking up the building
Alec brought a backwood feel me
We be all at maxfields chillin
Still the fakest still the realest
Wanna hit of the laced shit
Its so good you can’t taste it
Come and get on my spaceship
Where your body feels weightless
I could show you some places
Where your ego’s replaced with
But a beautiful notion
And a feeling of closeness
Take a swim through the ocean
Supernova explosion
All depends on the dosage

[BRIDGE - PC Pete]

[BREAK - Tim Heidecker]
There’s a very small planet, can’t be seen
..Wet planet
..There’s a planet made of a wheel, or a tire
And, uh
We have no evidence that these planets exist

[HOOK X 2 - miles powers & PC Pete]

Galactic Relaxation (feat. PC Pete, prod. noluck)

lyrics: https://genius.com/Thiago-and-miles-powers-thats-it-lyrics

joint release with @milespowers
prod by @bbluknight & @whyandotte
mix by @milespowers
art by @saintkales

FUCK IT I BALL TILL MY NUMBER RETIRED

That's It? w/ Miles Powers

Second Chances

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

Produced by: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCelSwHR7FvBaGhjDbmYO-tA

Lyrics: https://genius.com/cloud-mac-and-miles-powers-yes-man-lyrics

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Yes Man

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

Produced by: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCagmNQxlbN62BJv5b6dF8VA

Lyrics: https://genius.com/cloud-mac-and-miles-powers-ibywiwfd-lyrics

That's It? w/ Miles Powers

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