Name: meet me in the middle by HAYDEN
Duration: 2 min 16 s
Description: Both play a part so just meet me in the middle

"Time"
Single

© 2025 Nosh Boffin Records

Lyrics/Vox: Josh Parker
Exec Producer: NoshOnTheBeat
Mix/Mastering: NoshOnTheBeat

Lyrics:

I come up to the stop
Nah, the rims ain’t spinning
Dashboard clock
And the hands keep (hands keep)
If these hands could talk
Would leave the same impression
Never had thought you’d
Stick with this repetition
I come up to the stop
Nah, the rims ain’t (rims ain’t)
Dashboard clock
And the hands keep (hands keep)
If these hands could talk
I swear things would be different
Never had thought they’d
Pull me this direction

And I can access this forever
Keep my spirit in check
Until every rhyme scheme 
On some pyramid shit
They could copy-paste the lyrics
But I’m more like a mirror directed
Back at the sun
But they ain’t hearing it yet
She just grab the suede
Strawberry lemonade 
And I’m just sniffin' it
She ain’t been listening to ye
Or flipping anything
Except these old heads 
Over my new healing forms
With combinations that
Got nobody in the pilot
So I’m smoking ‘till it’s charred up
Guard up, but the windows down
Tint at the limit
I forget the percentage
But it been through some weathering
I can empathize in how it’ll fossilize
With a simultaneous shine
In a short existence

Come up to the stop
Nah, the rims ain’t spinning
Dashboard clock
And the hands keep (hands keep)
If these hands could talk
Would leave the same impression
Never had thought you’d
Stick with this repetition
I come up to the stop
Nah, the rims ain’t (rims ain’t)
Dashboard clock
And the hands keep (hands keep)
If these hands could talk
I swear things would be different
Never had thought they’d
Pull me this direction

These combinations are uncommon
So lets try and get lost
Pyrotechnic exhaust
Now I can’t drop the top
Cause you been hanging
All on my rearview thought
Yup, right next to the cross
And now I’m finally letting off
Cause my foot been on the brake
Too too long
Get you a few songs
But I’ve been trippin' off the Psilocybe 
And listening right through my eyes
Feeling bigger than
A few tribes of them Vučević 
Sippin’ voodoo
Until I spawn a new religion
So get the crucifixion ready (ready?)
Need a re-up to keep this thing compelling
Combining these spells with
Smoking compounds in my dwellings

I come up to the stop
Nah, the rims ain’t spinning
Dashboard clock
And the hands keep (hands keep)
If these hands could talk
Would leave the same impression
Never had thought you’d
Stick with this repetition
I come up to the stop
Nah, the rims ain’t (rims ain’t)
Dashboard clock
And the hands keep (hands keep)
If these hands could talk
I swear things would be different
Never had thought they’d
Pull me this direction

Time

Drown (DEMO)

Prod. By Conor Mcnally

Lyrics:
MURDER SHE WROTE (prod.By Conor McNally)
Lyrics:
He been sippin on dat dirty everyday (everyday)
Wanna solve a problem but he never know the way
(Yea)
He ain’t never got a clue but he act like he do
Always gotta fake it he ain’t never tell the truth 
Makin music in the stew he just trynna pull a bag
Murder she wrote gbc up in the back
Wit a iced out watch y he always gotta flex 
(Why)
No one really fuckin wit him like he is a fag 
(Like a faggot)
He just rlly fuckin sad cause his life not rlly fair 
He do it on his own caus his dad ain’t never there 
In the bus writin Music hopin that he finna blow
Murder she wrote Yung Bevn ain’t never 
fold 
He just always been so angry and he couldn’t mentain 
Sniffing up cokain till it go up in his brain
He ain’t never been the same since this music been a thing 
Murder she wrote why he smoking on dat dope
(Yea)
2nd verse:
Ain’t no love for a youngish like me (like me)
Fake smilin everytime im going thru the streets (yeye)
Smoking up my green make a scene for a teen
Shawty real clean but she love the way I bleed
Bitch I’m trynna show u love but I swear it’s really hard
I gave u mine to fix it not tear dat shit apart
I know that u love me cause you know I’ll be a star 
Im a sad lil baby always playin my guitar
Drugs my only option so you better save a pac
Sparkin up a blunt while she kissin on my neck (shh)
Bitches is a drug but she looking hella bad
Murder she wrote now she bleedin in her legs (yea)

Murder She Wrote

Bloody Knife Final Cut

Bloody Knife The Final Cut (prod.MAXOKOOLIN)

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UNDEAD

Both play a part so just meet me in the middle

meet me in the middle

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

I said good goddamn
Just got caught with the woo wap da bam
Bitch don’t call when my feet hit the sand 
Drank my rum wit the p.s. band I’m the p.s. man oh

I’ll see ya at the limbo (Yeah) 
See ya at the limbo limbo
See ya at the limbo
See ya at the limbo (Limbo)

The sea stay salty 
Coast lines filling with ghosts so stay frosty 
New here this for the souls that stayed faulty 
Scream for your father
Devil tryna make me a slave to these waters (Why do I bother you)
Is it because I ain’t got nobody 
Is it because I can’t find my body
Is it because I lived life so sloppy sloppy

I’ll see ya at the limbo (Yeah) 
See ya at the limbo limbo
See ya at the limbo
See ya at the limbo (Limbo)

I said good goddamn
Just got caught with the woo wap da bam
Bitch don’t call when my feet hit the sand 
Drank my rum wit the p.s. band I’m the p.s. man oh

I said good goddamn
Just got caught with the woo wap da bam
Bitch don’t call when my feet hit the sand 
Drank my rum wit the p.s. band I’m the p.s. man oh

Live fast and die young 
At trees I’m high strung 
The tides and I come from hell 
The dead are my sons 
I sing what they’ve sung 
My soul will break out this cell 
This ain’t a vacation 
Bitch I can’t save em 
Swim but ain’t got no scales 
I take what I’m taken 
Goes without saying
Boy don’t jump ship set sail

meet me in the middle

HAYDEN

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