mad Skills ft. Goddy (prod. offabean)

P I N K. M O O N (PROD. FACE INVADA)

The Fold

Killarmy - Winter Wars 2 (Phat Tape Remix)

Ever feel like you weren't born for this life? It's because you weren't.

Paleolithic Panic

Ulice

Clawing At My Addiction

Brotha B - Frankenstein

Frekz - BARELY COPING

Artist: Phlegmagain
Prod. bardo beats
https://bardobeats.com
Instrumental: [ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ok8EbYbuC6g&list=RDOk8EbYbuC6g&start_radio=1 ]

Lyrics:
I go through a pack of papers in a day and a half,
I stay in the bag, wheezin after taking a dab,
Its redder than stag,
Hotter than than yo low temp nail,
Got another box of bibles on its way in the mail,
From heaven we sail, put it in the bag for the trail,
And ready the scale, cause ways of being,
Colder than hail, schoolin' that failed, rulings
And the penalties jailed, another younger generation
Full of wisdom and well, mannered men and women
Fallen under a spell, confusing as hell, but simple
As a man in a tree, i gotta tell ya id of rather
Seen a vision of glee and let it be, just let it be,

Cause i aint found a mountain that was too high,
But lord knows ive been lower than low, low, low,
And i aint got no time to wait for seasons,
Gotta keep this train moving and flow, flow, flow,
And love aint gotta have no special reason,
But the mind gon' tell you to go, go, go,
I'll let you know when them keys in,
Keep a thing on me locked low and ready,

Gave away my heart
Aint no way that she lied
I'd rather die than find out
The way of devine
There aint no pussy in my brain
Aint no love on my mind
Left me behind
With a glass of wine
Searching for a sign

Gave away my heart
Aint no way that she lied
I'd rather die than find out
The way of devine
There aint no pussy in my brain
Aint no love on my mind
Left me behind
With a glass of wine
Searching for a sign


God be my witness
Im making a hitlist
Time is on my side
I find around christmas
Everything i witness
Turns a bit cryptic
I've been tryna find another way
To get the biscuit, lick it,
Suck it, shit id rather fuck it up
And uppercut a fuckin slut,
Bump another featured track,
Waiting for the reaper any second
He'll be coming back,
Pick a pack of cigarettes
That pack a punch and after that

Wake up, bake up, gotta get my cake up,
Bad bitch with me and she aint wearing no make up,
Fake butt but the buns bust like a speaker,
Super Eager, mamacita, aquafina for my fever,
woah

Wake up, bake up, gotta get my cake up,
Bad bitch with me and she aint wearing no make up,
Fake butt but the buns bust like a speaker,
Super Eager, mamacita, aquafina for my fever,
woah

Highs & Lows

I build contemplative soundscapes using electronic synthesis layered with extended chords and modal harmonies – the kind of details that reward close listening but never get in the way of the vibe. My beats lean into human imperfection with custom swing and micro-timing that breathes naturally rather than locking to the grid.
Each track explores how frequencies and rhythms can shape focus and mood. Sometimes minimal, sometimes dense, but always rooted in electronic textures that pull from jazz harmony and beat-making traditions.
For music with vocals and lyrics, find me as Vectorfall on Spotify.

Paleolithic Panic

Theorem Blue