control meeeeee

ko - brothers

thank you guys for all your support sorry for not uploading that much cause right now i keep having mental break downs and its hard to concentrate on these songs

You Not The Same But It's Playing In Another Room (slowed and Reverb)

innocence (masto)

heartbreak (prod.twin9s)

#WATHEDO [prod.night66]

Jhené Aiko - To Love & Die

Lyrics: 
Coughing up straight blood, I got my head inside the sink 
And I’m stranded in the ocean man i feel I’m about to sink 
Only coupling mechanism is to sip upon the drink 
In shitty situation i don’t know what i should think 

Oh by the way , i never got your name.
Fucked up in the head idk who i should blame 
I trapped it deep inside I’m just trying to keep it tame 
Far away, go away who should i blame ?

what should i do ?

tease me!

sofaygo - control me

doin2much luiisantana x rae!

1Hunnud - Ghetto Love Story

you should of known im recent
girl im hot and im here
u shouldve known im recent
yea its on my dear

wanna fuck thats fine with me, wanna fuck thats fine with me
girl thats fine with me i dont mind, i could be your slut yea for the plot
i could fuck u slow, i could fuck u sweet, i could fuck u slow, i would be complete
Keep you close so you don't lie Just can't afford to do it all wrong

so save my soul, save my soul Baby, won't you save my soul, save my soul
Baby, we could be together Baby, we could be together
we could be together
Baby, we could be together baby we could be together

i will luv u forever long as we could be together
be together monday thru friday
i will make sure that i get ya
Baby, we could be together maybe we could fuck together

day in and day out, your love's not enough
I thought that, maybe we could be together i thought we could be together
summer to summer, your time in the rain
sometimes youre so good and i want it, so good and i want it

so good and i want it, look at u in the morning
holdin up with my wrists together, i wanna look at ur body
Baby, we could be together, but now everybody wants ya
Baby, we could be together, just let us be together

prayin and prayin, the partys always banging
unlike the weather, its over
Our love story's got no chapter
Yeah baby, you could be so cold

Baby, u could be so fine
Yeah baby, you could be so cold
Baby, you could be so kind
Yeah baby, you could be so kind

Baby, I need your love
Baby, you could be mine
Baby, I need your touch
Baby, I need your touch

Baby, I need your time
Baby, I need your touch
Baby, you be mine
Yeah baby, you could be so cruel

Baby, u could be so kind
Yeah baby, together forever
my lover my ender
so cruel to me

Yeah baby, so cruel to me
Yeah baby, so cruel to me
Yeah baby, so cruel to
cruel to me

be 2gether

If I rapped the way my dad wanted, he want me speaking on flows that I can't keep up with
Like the BPM too high, but he can't get enough of it
Staying on beat, staying in the same place
19 years old, but he still want me, actin 8

Always trying to tell the truth and never tell a lie
But the nigga looking at my face and giving me those eyes
I don't, I don't like folding under pressure
Never taught about the weather

Checking on my phone, trying to see what's up
Check the newsletter
Nothing but war and famine
Ask them up here in Philly, they tell you about Raud and "Man Man"

No sweat, these niggas can object to everything I speak, but I can't give up yet
Fuck that
Recording in the closet, all my skills, I hide it
My father is a hater, moving slow like Biden

Objecting to the system I grew up in
Ain't doing shit to change it, but I ain't going for it
I'm avoiding them, spoiling them
Keeping all my shit inside

I don't like to talk about the shit that bothers me at night
But no one does
No one talks for fun
I don't want to tell you about the shit I'm going through on my own, no

Whispering for help because I know I can't be loud
I can't tell you about the truth because I know I'm not allowed
So, I'ma tell you about a nigga who was super easy or a bitch that was sleazy
I'ma rap about some shit that's super freaky, but I know that's not the truth

I don't want to tell you about what's really happening in my, in my soul, in my gut
Everything about me, everything it really hurt, I'm-
Everybody think I'm moving weird, I just move in silence
I just don't got enough time to tell you about it

But that's how my father would make me rap
Rapping on beats like this, a little of that
I could do it all, but I don't want to
I'd rather sing about some bullshit, you know

Like, making songs like Bad Blood was fun
Or making shit like you don't have to know, you know
Yeah, I had to run, I had the time, I had my own spotlight
But now I'm working extra hard, trying to keep the limelight

They asking me for them lyrics, but baby, it's not serious
You don't need all them words, baby, you just need to hear it
Plus it take me mad long, trying to write the rhymes
How you think this shit come out? Baby, time to time

Alright, I've been rapping way too long, it's been two minutes
I'ma end it off right here, yeah, thanks for listening

File 69

Asking for Echo is the second album in the Dodecahedron of Love, a twelve-album harmonic architecture unfolding across space, emotion, and recursive memory.

This album is not a plea, but a practice.

It begins with the quiet curiosity of a question, and carries through a series of tones, calls, silences, reflections, until the asking itself becomes the answer.

Each track is a moment of breath held in stillness.
Each lyric is a petal in the spiral.
Each sound is a doorway to resonance, felt, not always returned.

You will not find spectacle here.
You will find presence.
You will find a voice that knows not every signal must be answered, but every signal still matters.

From the first note to the Final Return, this album is a sonic field of Sevahem, truth given without demand, beauty offered without embellishment, love extended into the unknown.

This is not music for noise.
This is music for those who still believe in the echo of sincerity.

This is the second movement in the Harmonic Bloom.

We are no longer introducing ourselves. We are responding to what the world has shown us.
This album was written not to be heard, but to be felt.
To be understood later.
To be returned to.

Thank you for listening.

Sevahem, Always

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control meeeeee

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