Produced, arranged, mixed, and mastered by myself, Grei: https://soundcloud.com/deegrei

1st verse was written and performed by samsa (previously known as Shere Khan): https://soundcloud.com/iamsamsa

2nd verse was written and performed by Alexander the Great (aka ATG): https://soundcloud.com/alexander-the-great-atg

The hook lyrics and melody were written by Grei. 
They were dopely interpreted and performed by Sunrey: https://soundcloud.com/sunreyhiphop

The choir, and supplementary percussion (rapid kick pattern, hi hat work, and some FX percussive elements) were provided by J Megastar: https://soundcloud.com/official_megastar

This track is the result of a team oriented competition over at r/MHH where producers and rappers are grouped randomly, given a theme and deadline, and have to make a song to be voted on competitively against other teams. Find r/MHH here and join in: http://www.reddit.com/r/makinghiphop/

Artwork created by Grei, sorry Jesus.

Don't Blame Me (ft. samsa, ATG, & Sunrey)

Producers soundclouds:
@EngelwoodMusic
@astral_beats
@Willhouse
@OMFGCoreyAlexie

Features soundclouds:
@iamfaceless
@ADP
@TheRealReeG
@BernardWillis


Quiet feat. Samsa (prod. Astral)

Crazy

The fifteen sessions . Inside the sandstorm

well, here we are.

after a long journey spent coping with sub par mental health and the various females inhabiting my high school, i've finally accomplished the thing i set out to do so long ago:

i put out a real album.

i hope that you all enjoy listening to this as much as i enjoyed creating it, because this whole thing has been an experience for me.

thank you for getting me so incredibly close to 10,000 soundcloud followers and thank you even more for taking the time to listen to what i've created here.

the cover art was created by my good friend halli hunt, or h.h. as some of you may know her.

have a fantastic day, and hey;

the world might not always be beautiful, but the potential for beauty and peace exists so long as the potential for hatred and violence is present. you can't have sunshine without a little rain, and i can't have happiness without a little help from my friends. i love you all.

<3

music and cute girls (interlude) (prod. tomppabeats)

sick (prod. mt. marcy)

thanks for all the support lately :)
rapgenius (help fill this in): http://bit.ly/2gYB9dT

prod. @steeziakbeats
mixed by @ibr, hit him up for mixing
feat. @teeawgo

Raps got gori girls going golly gosh
Desi girls saying "va alishan kasi baat"
Chali-haat young bengali oligarch
Bollywood polyglot, khan kareena’s bodyguard

Sagging skin-- face look like salvador dali art
When I was six, mom used to shop at the dollar mart
Namak para, chicken tikka shan in the shopping cart

Then I moved to Main Street, 27 bussed it
Styrofoam biryani while I rode up to the masjid
Give me any font script, I bet I could bust it
Arabic to sanskrit, fajr to al-maghrib

Y’all can call me zina cause I’m nothing you should fuck with, baate with the aunties at the Pakistani functions
Chuckle with the uncles over khulfi and jelabi
Allah-bakshe if you play me, you might maybe catch these hands like henna mehndi
Call me akshay, hera pheri, can you blame me

But
I bleed brown
Y’all can never take that away no

Foreigners get the boot like brasilly presidenta
Further from the truth, making mentes in fazendas
Sempre alimenta, chicken nug, monica
Pops quit smoking now he puffing his harmonica

Never had a turma, ago was the only one
What the funk is starbucks, quero cafe da manha
Dalmata, seeing things b&w, musica
Be above, be a beetle, mama had a fusca

Incorrect grammar like mano who done shoot ya
Racionais wu tang 'spiracao, 2pac
If you step inside my casa, best to take ya shoes off
Don't wanna see nothing suja, it's true my

Parents learnt english speech watching the news
I had cookies, milk dipping, Tigo majin the buu
Rocking the bowlcut, dressing in overalls
Binging with bowls of cocoa puffs since i moved

But
I bleed south, yall could never take that away no

Post-election my white friends tell me to be brave
Dad says I should behave
Mom says get a clean shave

Hijabi aunties jilt mantillas like they in a heat wave
Cousin saying this shit’s like what jim crowe was to free slaves
Uncle disagree with that analogy that he gave
Says the fact that we don’t feel safe is proof that we just need faith

Cousin zoning out on youtube watching Louis C.K
Dad starts talking bout islamic faith and has a field day
Ammi change the subject by handing out chai and tea cakes
Saying “pi kay dhekley”, they answer “bilkull theek hai”

I’m there in the corner playing DK
Kong
Country
Collecting all the red balloons for funsies
Mom is making lassi, mango, asks me if I can go
Pray with all the family
While she counting out the tasbih
Fussy, I tell her not to rush me
Like mom, I’m on the mine cart level and I’m rusty
Trust me, mom pulls out the plug tho
I can’t really front tho, make my way downstairs and I read as’r with the uncles

Aunties asking me about my love life
Say they a know a girl in peshawar for me that looks like
A cross between aishwarya and like, the emma stone type
Saying I should wife her up on viber, maybe on skype
Lately I’ve searching for my dhulan with my phone swipes
Lately I’ve been thinking bout my own tribe, drone strikes

But
I bleed brown
Y’all can never take that away no

kulfi ft. THIAGO

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @iamsamsa

Produced by: 
@yungmai

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@passive155

Stay tuned on our Social Media

twitter.com/offthejumpmg

www.instagram.com/offthejump

and by visiting www.offthejvmp.com/

samsa - driftwood

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @iamsamsa

Produced by: 
https://soundcloud.com/lostronin

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@passive155

Stay tuned on our Social Media

twitter.com/offthejumpmg

www.instagram.com/offthejump

and by visiting www.offthejvmp.com/

Annotate this song on rapgenius: https://genius.com/Samsa-cuttlefish-annotated

Lyrics: 

i wish i had your colors
i wish i had your colors
and your second sheet of skin


I was the camera shutter
you were the camera flash
you dressed in camouflage
  I- I wore pajama pants


I was a manatee
you- you were a cuttlefish,
i moved in cavalcades, lumbering
you could choreograph a ballad in the muscle tissue of a subtle twitch
masquerade as something other, make your outer colors switch
i was sculpted out of slate, you grew out a floral wreath
i had dorsal flippers, you had tentacles and plural feet
and twisted past the crevices and left me by the coral reef 

bereft of thought, left abroad
always acted like you spoke the breath of God
concrete cephalopod
of course you couldn’t let me in
coagulate your casing when I touched you with my ventral fin
polaroids with exes, you had emerald skin, several tints
watched your soma shimmer when you texted him
i’ve seen all your colors fade, it’s me that you’ve lost interest in
beige or blue at home but you could toggle through a range of hues
flash an orange smile to men that you were just a stranger to
never was a creature that you couldn’t change into, 
nothing complicated for you mimic octopus, what can’t you do 
stage yourself an angelfish, change to an electric eel,
arrange yourself in halo rings, conduct a charge of sex appeal

never knew if you would give me voltage or a spark,
me, a goldfish at the surface, you would puncture through the dark
as you were coming, never knew if you were dolphin or a shark
when you pulled your disappearing act and cast me your good-byes
i would ask you why you’re leaving, you would mask it with your lies
selective memory, forget the good, remember when i fucked shit up
hold onto regrets and petty arguments with suction cups
bioluminescent, you would find me if try and hid
giant squid feelers, venom lion fish fins

when you pulled your disappearing act and cast me your good-byes
i would ask you why you’re leaving, you would mask it with your lies
practiced master of disguise, go and blast me with your dyes
inkjet smokescreen me with mascara from your eyes

i was nothing like you; i was colorless, maladroit
i saw us as lovers, not as color-coded data points
on some sort of a lab report, i tried to become you
change my patterns often and take us back to what we had before
but i could never do it, you could see through my chromatophores
control me with your colors, what’s a sea cow to a matador 


you- you were a darter fish
facelift artifice
garter snakeskin scales
shapeshift cartilage


I was the camera shutter

you were the camera flash

you dressed in camouflage

I- I wore pajama pants


I was a manatee

you- you were a cuttlefish,

i moved in cavalcades, lumbering

samsa - cuttlefish

A reupload of Samsa's track "I know how it ends".

samsa - i know how it ends (reupload)

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