Credits:
Falak (Producer) ~ www.youtube.com/@FalakBeats
WonDos (Soundcloud) ~ on.soundcloud.com/QmJ6Su4S362uxEKN8
WonDos (Insta)~ www.instagram.com/p/CqgLspsAVtr/
AZ (insta) ~ www.instagram.com/azephyrmusicofficial/
Any CRC enquires find me at azephrymusiclabel@gmail.com
This song is not-monetized, all credits for the production goes to Falak*

Lyrics:
Main Artist ~ AZephyr
I can't make a "good music", so I kill my time
The voices in my head, that'll never be mine
Had the rhyme, had the line, but just too unpredictable
And the flow never stuck, it was just so atypical
I was radical, but stuck to apolitical
Speaking truth in my mind, but people are so critical
Thought you changed the world, but stuck in the middle, though
Ducking all these dreams, cause they barely fit in riddle tones
Ring around the rosé,[back on-beat here] pass around the red rose
Elliptical till my soul decompose
Liver quitting, and I don't even know
I'll be 9-5 when I hit 95
Heres' a wishing bone, break it on the underside
Cuz luck is blown, got me wishing for some dollar signs
Not for love but digits and white lines. [back-on-beat]
Look at your watch its almost quitting time
Wait for Presidental, waiting for little signs
That'll say its sleeping time
So I can see dreams I'll never reach.
[..]
What a life, What a life, what a life

Feature ~ WonDos
Yeah, here we go again
Getting up in the morning
‘Cause 9 to 5 is calling
For me to sacrifice my life for the next 5 days of sunrise
‘Cause if you wanna rise
You better comply
Like here’s your life-line to fly
In about 95 years time
Like, it’s probably fine
Just think of the limelight that’ll arrive
As you write these lines looking at the starry skies tonight
You’ll reach them if you start your flight
Slow and steady in the day to day fights to survive
Like what’s yours is mine
Your time, soul and wife
Left at home for you to supply
Through corporate crime
Preying on your soul so kind
Giving up your prime
‘Cause any heights start at ground-floor in hindsight
So be quiet and stay on that grind
‘Cause truth is social lies
And this is the compromise
Like, work for your demise
And waste your mind
And be inticed by this future bright
‘Cause if you never try you’ll never cry
(Like.. Right?)

(MAIN ARTIST)
To promise a future just to bury your prime
To break your back for a peso that won't buy you more time
To dangle your life like a life full of Besos [Kisses] is coming down in the sky
This ladder I climb is built a top a lie
Clock in, clock out, till your heart finally stops
When I'm put on a CPAP, they'll give me a gold watch
They'll say you'll be stuck in a box for a life time of labour
So when I die the boss will say "what a f'king tribute"
You better tell my grandkids I worked till the end
That I stayed up on that, and the struggle was meant
Cause I gave up on my life, just to keep on the lights
And now my soul is dead, but the bill was payed right?
I was thought if I suffer the payout was sweet
But the truth is they're rich, and we rot underneath
I built this castle, with time I cannot castle keep
Now I'm six feet below, but atleast it was neat

(Outro)
They sold me a dream that was never my own
I realise before you, there was no point in it.
(No point)

Beneath the Red Rose (Prod. Falak)

All production credits go to Bailey Daniel find him at linktr.ee/BaileyDaniel
This track is non-monetized for any CRC enquires contact me at: azephyrmusiclabel@gmail.com
(Production) Bailey Daniel (YT) ~ www.youtube.com/@baileydaniel
(Main Artist) AZephyr linktr.ee/AZephyr
(Feature) Razium aka Razza find him at on.soundcloud.com/PEGuoMRUX84rQufS6
And at his Spotify open.spotify.com/artist/20Z8fuk7o…NgSP2iEcTHyZ7ITA
(Art Work) Razza
Lyrics:
(It just don't feel the same)
[Verse 1]
I was 13 smoking on that mystery leaf
18 chugging like a big fish out of the reef
Half dreams full of a wall full of debt
Living on credit but I can't pay rent with distress
It wasn't g-checks, it was g-cheques, you guessed
Like a fast break, but I'm missing the rest
And she texts, uh, "mean sex", "no shame", yeah right, check please
Throw the right collar back on, but we're still up for next week, right?
(yeah?) That's tight

Used to flex side to side, now I'm flexing my stress.
Catching hours like a hobby, I ain't breaking a stress.
Used to pull up clean, now I'm working on my buzz.
But I'm still popping bottles of water, so tell me what's up.
(Whats Up?)

Chorus (Mayer Hawthorne)
But it just don't feel the same
And I guess that I don't love you anymore
And I guess that I don't love you anymore
And I'm sorry, but it just ain't working out

Verse 2:
Used to roll deep, now I'm just lost
Solo, too low
I had dreamed to the top, now I'm stuck like
Im in the middle[] like Marvin
Had a vibe remixed, now I'm stuck in a fiddle, nero shit
Used to be the one, now I'm lost
Like I be Roman, everythings roaming space
Maybe I be like Pisa, more like leaning like Pisa
Got a head full of thoughts, like Caesar, uh, no Caesar

Bridge:
I'm livin' life wild with the mind on a tight leash rope
Big smile though, even when I'm out of reach though
I feel low, I gotta be solo, holo
Oh my god, this hole go so low
Okay, smile though, smile

Chorus: It just don't feel the same anymore
And I'm sorry, but It just don't feel [:]

[Verse 3] (ft. Razza)

13 When I was smoking on that mystery leaf
I had a vision, no suspicion, I wasn't coming to please (Ain't the same)
An audience, so baby, when I write these rhymes, you best believe (love you anymore)
Rarely ever talk about myself, but baby, tonight you'll see
My parents said, fuck music and get an actual degree
But to a degree, I speak from what is decreed
Inside of my soul, but it never comes and goes 
It's like a part of me that I can never let go 
Tunnel vision, I participate in competition 
But what's the point when the points are rigged and minds are twisted
But I still have hope in this cruel world that I live in
Cause God sees all and nothing passes his image man.

Smile Through (Prod. Baliey Daniel)

https://genius.com/Azephyr-roses-from-the-fence-line-lyrics
Production Credit: Bailey Daniel @ https://www.youtube.com/@baileydaniel
Lyrics: AZephyr
Artwork: “The Little Prince” by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Mixing/Mastering: AZephyr

Lyrics: 
Yo check (alright), let me take you back (hahaha)
 Back to the era of gold wolves I never packed with
 This the era of good roots, but this question got Jus loose
 On the thread like, "where my Jay go? Where Dilla go? Where Nipsey and Pac ’em go?"
Nowadays hypocrisy flows, everybody talkin’ snow and ho-ho-hoes
 But youth is no mo’, we past the slomo
 Can’t freeze time like Frozone
 But we encapsulate it like a snow globe
God damn, I miss my old life
 When we drank Spanish crowns, and not Bud Lights
 N' now we all lost, smokin’ dead to rights
 Tryna get friends tight like a zip tie
But don’t drag me to crime and act like the Riddler type
 Rap all “Moncler croutons, no more coupons, I wanna be Lupin”
 Like bruh; Why you never talk about shit like you human?
 Nowadays everything feel AI-produced, no fusion
Like what the fuck ain’t simulated?
 These fake smiles, got me over-stimulated
 People outta place, so they all imitate
 Shoutin’, “I wanna be gangster too,” but it’s all fucking fake
We just gotta amputate
But foo, your name’s Luther, not Luger
 So put the fucking G down, Luger
 You more outta place than the letter G on a fake ID
 God damn, if this was a movie, I’d scream 2
Babies addicted to blue screens
 Consuming rot like it’s good cuisine
 You huffin’ from balloons how you not look like a fool?
 You wrote “yes” when the answer to the quiz was 22
 God damn, this shit is crazy

Roses from the Fence Line (prod. Bailey Daniel)

10 bad bitches, in my bed So I ain’t asking/
that hotel Hennessy, bring 
Jimmy now to back theeen/
yeah that hoe, 
tell me now babe what’s happening
leave yo shoes at the door, come to the back end
wrist froze and my other need an aspirin 
been and asshole 
       ain’t no need to come & rap iiiit/

:30
she thing because I chill at home that I’ve been passive/
……I send a text and Now your cash cows inactive
        a couple hunnid, don’t seem 
like much, 
when you asking
I’m like the movie, a looper, who out here stackiiiing/

heights I’m reaching, 
wouldn’t line up 
with how you’ve been acting…
couldn’t let myself be seen witchya..
not after that shit/

but I luv ya, even after death
youre still attractive../
    Joke about our love….
like a vat of acid/

Hardly ever club but tonight is different. candid 
let me carry all your Sorrows, baby wishes granted..

1:06
gotta stop, gotta stall what ya saying baby…
fell in love, what’s ya problem, what ya saying baby
couldn’t bluff couldn’t solve, what’s ya pain baby
*******fall in love, ugh

A couple hundred thousand on the floor and you can have it
just stick around and hold the Door, me my lil friend list/
we kissed and fucked, but still, ain’t love just because you 
had planned iiiit…./
yeah keep that jacket, & that whack ass feeling you been having/

a hunnid uuuuup, I’m in the pub,
and I could feel them aaaaasking, 
who in the Will?
who gets the dump of it, in friendly fashion…/
prodded enough I’ll fuck around turn it all to 
Ashes
don’t need them numbers, or your Snapchat, I’m pretty past it/

speak the fuck up, or be clear with What you really after/
I’m rich in passion, but not every-body-enjoy my laughter/
we used to ration, sell ebt, Block looking after,
that’s me and mines, because our  YOUNG time was burnt faster/

I had to pack dirt, put work iiin like I trapped herb …
I’m from a past Earth, where people used have worth/
…Respect meant everything, 
& all you had was your Damn word/
we used to have friends, 
who pick you up, outta jam, or worse…

and now it’s all Colder then ever, yeah, they chaaaaanged on us, yyy
3P Piece up on my Necklace, had to change on em
Shooting pool, 
and hit the Range, like I won’t 
rearraaaaaaange something….
Lace the Boots, and work my aim, that shit don’t chaaaange nothing/

JIMMY  || prod. KONGPAK

TRIZZ

do that to meeeee.
Trees...

yeah...   3P piece 
and im really on her back end, 
back then bitch, 
Wasn't down, Wasn't asking, to front..
But im really on The Path now......./
             Looping, aint new to The Stacking...


she Love me, That's how i know she act out  and we only Fuck, but hit it with Passion.../

Real, wanna know 'fore you Cash out/
    Gotta get my 2 cents in, 
fore ya dashing...

ye
know shit, 
like how i hit em with the notions
potion,  pouring, pretty women,
 onna boat, Shit...
No tricks,
 aint on da Lake, 
inna ocean/
No Shit, get by me, 
or ive been hoping...

Y’all Shying away from Shit, I know…..when it’s Time to Eat/
Im shaking then hands, Enjoying food, & it’s time to leave, to find the weed
Ptp, inna Three Piece suit, w/ the Diamond ring/


 its time to see,
...If you don’t like us, that’s fiiiine with me/

& I Can’t Lie, youssa Fine lil Thing
And I know you wanna come un….
WIND, with me/ 
But Iont sip Wine, 
and ion climb on Tingsssss/
….Gem in da Rough,
 you’n’t Find them Thiiiiings…yeah../

SHIFTY   || prod. Mathiastyner

Talk about living up in a different state of mind, im doing it all the time/
Im showing em all of mine… 

more to come my brother, im pulling em, running the 21 over the mines/
Blowing up, pulling the blinds…/

Already know she mine…/
My show on, 
already re-clined…/

:27

Know that im showing too much…/
					But focused,….more on the climb/ yuh
There’s more to refiiiiine yuh……
 Mortar, I’m building 
wit bricks..
Quarter to 5..
 I’m rolling up 2 of thoooose..

I’m hoarding the finds…yeah
X2

…We Been thru famines, 
know she outlandish,
 now we got More than 
plans & the food/
Been Off of the planet, 
Measuring damage more 2 be done
Prolly than you had knew.
   Fuck it, I’m dabbing , back at the cabin,
Catching a vibe, you’d prolly lose…

    Climbing them ladders, 
adding the Math up, Ducking and dodging snakes & chutes…
     I’d hate to choose..
Resevered seats….that ain’t ya booth…
My 3rd piece, and ain’t even done, They came to lose/

& it ain’t ya shoes, it’s more than chaaaains/
It ain’t ya crew/
Feel the pain & roots
Let it bang like boom

****
& it’s shame I gotta turn the table that we sitting in
I’m giving em more than you living with/

Sick of this 
Me and my friends we got some wicked eeeends
Now that we bigger than
I’m feeling thin don’t need you little bitch/

…Feel like trash and I’ve been living like it 
as is..
Scotch inside my cabinet, I’m more than ever
They said Im inadequate 

Elder got w/ an amulet 
Got strong they abandoned him
The whole town I flattened it
Feelings? I ain’t having them..

Where was YOU when there want shit?
Learned nooow to Love and Live
I burned gloves && Copped kits 
That’s black guns && chopped whips

MindWarp  || prod. Chxse Bank

Used to calmer and going for the Parley
but part of me broke, so i gotta go Harder
Carry the Boats, Cause i know that Most
Wont even try now to work a lil harder/

Gotta be smarter than this Shit 
for 
Sons & my daughters, I Hope uncle Taught ya More than 
Just the problems

......Them Meals from Scratch 
our Arts & Crafts/
The money up on ya, dont Make it no problem

... Hope that you make up ouuuuut the gutter my brothers, && living the life/
I just,
Cant stick around to be wishing, 
No more witchya, Wish you would see us Tonight.../

Wish 
  you could be with us tonight...
...You COULD be 
               a little more nice...
Use a little of 
  this in your Life, shiiiit.../
    You could come wiff if You'd like x2


all that pillow talk-ing, isnt any options/
Often off, gotta do 
MAI  Thaaaang/

Cold litte Piece, 
& dont know a damn thing/
So i let her hang 'round, 
anytime time that she aint.../

...on & Outta the State, noooow/
Cashappin' no Paypal/
...Da Range on Graaaain
you dont wanna know 
what I Got in this case/

Babe i type my soul in to this shit, & pour a lil drink 4 Da homies Who missed it.../

I know im getting Distant, 
...still got Bro's,       Cause a Hoe
would never Listen/
Trill Got Cold, 
Need a Coat when you Whippin/
Still Got Gold, in the Frames, that i Slip in.../

It'll change in an instant/
The system: Visit my pain, if you Listen
 
             Deep enough..../
 Put out plates, still Cant.     Feed enough
Tryna mimic what they eating up/

We in outer space, so im 
Beaming up/
your Couple coins, couldnt Clean us up/ Need a bigger Plaaaaace, now to 
Beat it up, and some Best friends, out here feeding the Bruuuuv.../

Feeding the bruv && feeling the love/



You could come wiff if you’d like,  
 I’m dooooone tryna beg for the light...
  could use a lil' peace in your life,  
yeah, We been floatin’ up, reach new heights...

I done gave you too much of our Time/
Run away, they do not fuck with our Side/
Layered up, when im coming out, ride/
For the ones who cannot be here, with Priiiide/


….3P Ptown villain, & I knew it
12 Bed Crib what I put my crew in.../
Work too hard for the vibes, Went thru it/
EV Whip, Dipped quick, 4 you knew it/

FATE   || Prod. Y$99

50+ likes and I’ll drop it on all platforms w THE MUSIC VIDEO ‼️

When I (Freestyle) | prod. Derkie |

Lyrics
-
Dusty 
-
my mind like an old house, it’s feeling lousy 
i ain’t rapped in months, a bounty 
it’s gon take a while for the game, 
to get the real dust out me 
-
Rosé
-
meanwhile my page is full and i’m still counting
detail oriented, been jotting down their life sentence
clocking in and out of the fray, I can’t unwind, pressure
ellegant with etiquette delicates in this wine cellar
-
Dusty
-
eminence in the sentence when you talk to this pine feller
the trees in the custody battle, we know the games ours
made marks out of most dogs that came to bark
we sendin a postcards to anyone still playin cards
-
Rosé
-
we tames what’s ours, go ask around we shit gave em flowers
planted seeds in gardens on private lawns w swedish neighbors
resurrected evil from stones inside my secret chamber
weasley do the dash and i’m gone, spaceship gon leave a crater
grand canyon how deep, it can go when you bring trees to cater
-
Dusty
-
better hold g’s the mediator
what i got in this chamber ain’t it no secret
could a hole in a teachers thesis
these hollow deathly to the point we’re decieving sweetness
get your left side clapped like uneven, bleachers  
-
Rosé
-
steam your creases, get it ironed out and fill the void with pape
uncharted waters where we trek, no sinking on this voyage made
osama type of burial, deep seas where you’ll join yo fate
observe our growth, “the continental pines” that’s what I’ll coin estates
-
Dusty
-
out here snapping like I got a point to make
let the tape speak for itself, the north got sumn to say
midwest boys, the suns shining so we make it hail
the trees up next now, and in a hunnit days 
we see you still have been after that “love you” phase

Marineford (prod. Ghowste)

Lyrics: 

Too electric for this stupid shit, I feel like Sidious 
And I know what you up to, I ain't oblivious 
The way you act to me is hideous 
I was born from the fire pit, igneous 
Dorito chips, I'm hitting Geek bars 
Minecraft, semi-automatic wheat farm 
Make you wonder who I really are 
Chopper on me like a 3 star

Chop it buster, just chop it up 
Do ya thing buster, just turn it up 
You getting mad at em? Who give a fuck 
You really in the bitch, you going up 
x2

What's the deal with these bitches tryna be something they not? 
Steel City by the bridges with some business on my thoughts 
I don't need no other minutes with the seconds that I got 
Cause I'm connecting every blessing like a fella did the dots 
I'm levitating out the matrix put ya aspirations on me 
Everyday I been the same, I'm wearing Hanes no Abercrombie 
You been stuck inside the algorithm, you a living zombie 
Everybody told you how to move, and now you out of body 

My radar up like Fuentes with the Ashkenazi 
Baby no I'm not dead, but I'm a kamikaze
Never meant to be this, but now I got a posse
And who the hell is gonna stop me? 

Cause I'm feeling so jiggy these bitches wanna dance 
And all I wanted was some money in my hand 
Bitches love it when you make another band 
But I don't spend it on a bitch if she ran  








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