SUPREME!

Sunny Side

A bunch of different collaborations with a few friends.

Moonlight Madness

So Hot (I wont ever stop)

Girrafes

That Rage

Just Dan

Nevermind

Overrated

Life Imitates Art

BETTER RUN

Mistaken

Play it Again

Sunny Side prod. Just Dan

I'm paying in plastic barely getting f'n by

PAYING IN PLASTIC

Leave Me Alone

Ten Toes Down

Looking Back

fun collaboration
@BIMIXAX -@qvb82xGYD6jYuDYM8


I BE MORE - BIMIXAX ft LUKE G and NICOBARS

SayLess

Redemption Hymn

Better Call Saul

PROPER NOUN

Relegated, delegated, I think I should be Celebrated, long awaited, it's a masterpiece Segregated, serenaded, whistle in these streets Aggravated, calculated, leave it to me Elevated, meditated, I don't need the peace Demonstrated, detonate it, every time I speak Innovated, renovated, carved it out of grief Validated, never faded—bury me in beats


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[Hook – “Declaration” Part A] This a declaration, fuck your federation And I'm about to play to keep This a donation, home invasion I'm ahead by bounds and leaps Eternal damnation, a cremation You should look down at your feet My location, no salvation You can't claim to be from The Creek

[Hook – Part B] This a declaration, fuck your federation I just want to get some sleep This a donation, home invasion And can you get the irony? Eternal damnation, a cremation And there's no way you should speak location at the space station You can't claim to be from The Creek


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[Verse 1 – “No Grace”] Some days I wear a mask But you can see my face I can speak too fast you should know your place And if I'm looking past Just know I have no grace For anything that's whack My mind goes into a race But let me stay on track So I can disappear without a trace Like Pac-Man, I'm a ghost I'll ditch during an important toast Don't look at me I'd rather be The one doing the most The one joking at the roast Shout out to Red Fish, shout out to Coast If I did it all again, I wouldn't be so close It’s a super-sized, surprise that led to my agonized demise


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[Hook – Repeat Full Version (A + B)] This a declaration, fuck your federation And I'm about to play to keep This a donation, home invasion I'm ahead by bounds and leaps Eternal damnation, a cremation You should look down at your feet My location, no salvation You can't claim to be from Dawson Creek This a declaration, fuck your federation I just want to get some sleep This a donation, home invasion And can you get the irony? Eternal damnation, a cremation And there's no way you should speak My location is at the space station You can't claim to be from Dawson Creek


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[Verse 2 – “Brass Rings”] So now I'm Frank Sinatra, but I feel more like Dean Sometimes when it's too much I get offensive and mean This is what I've always dreamed of, I'm living the dream Blessings look different for everyone and their team But now I'm getting tired, I think I deserve the rest If anyone asks who can spit bars, tell them I'm the best And if I'm moving mountains daily, I need to confess Forget me not in every line—collecting brass rings, don't care for the rest

Declaration

don’t go tit for tat
Shoot at me, I fire back
And if you still want to attack
There’s no one here to save your ass

That’s not me tryna disrespect
I’m actually tryna save your neck
Honestly, right now I have no stress
just let me do what I do best


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[Hook – Full]

This is my small-town poetry
When you get a hold of me
There’s no one in control of me
We all plant trees—I sowed the seed

I’ll just sit back and watch it grow
When I’m so happy, I feel low
Why do they doubt the things I know?
Still I’m the one stuck in the undertow

This my small-town poetry
I wanna show the hoe in me
Why am I the one to feel free?
That’s the facts—unfortunately

I’ll just sit back and watch it grow
F*** your liquor, f*** your blow
And if I go put on a show
My on-stage presence alone will glow


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[Verse 1 – Peace in Pieces]

I want that validation, restoration—I want some peace of mind
I deserve a citation, for my dictation and for my petty crime
I wanna feel elation, for that flirtation—but I best take my time
No probation, due to my obligation—and I still feel fine

No restitution, just light pollution—can’t see the stars in the sky
And my solution wrecks my constitution, then I start to cry
My execution lacks contribution—one day I’ll live my life
My distribution, all the persecution—know I tried with all my might


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[Hook – Full Repeat]

This is my small-town poetry
When you get a hold of me
There’s no one in control of me
We all plant trees—I sowed the seed

I’ll just sit back and watch it grow
When I’m so happy, I feel low
Why do they doubt the things I know?
Still I’m the one stuck in the undertow

This my small-town poetry
I wanna show the hoe in me
Why am I the one to feel free?
That’s the facts—unfortunately

I’ll just sit back and watch it grow
F*** your liquor, f*** your blow
And if I go put on a show
My on-stage presence alone will glow


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[Verse 2 – Reflective Freeze]

I feel reflective, introspective—sometimes I do go and get lost
I’m no detective, got a message—and it came at a cost
Look at my collective, they’re protective—‘cause I’m the final boss
My perspective is still objective—it’s always freezing in the frost


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[Verse 3 – Recollection Spiral]

In my recollection, during insurrection—I was at the front
In disconnection, my resurrection—I went and took the brunt
A new direction, a course correction—I let out a grunt
A misdirection from my imperfection—I’m not tryna stunt


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[Hook – Final Reprise]

This my small-town poetry
I wanna show the hoe in me
Why am I the one to feel free?
That’s the facts—unfortunately

I’ll just sit back and watch it grow
F*** your liquor, f*** your blow
And if I go put on a show
My on-stage presence alone will glow

Sunny D

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