proof of concept

beat by @georgewest27 @swiftaay @maximusldn


head in the clouds still feel low *guess its foggy
z's and the loud are my hobby just blow to sail waves softly
no settling down just a crown or a noose on my neck
its win or be dead as a zombie
sip gin with the brain on a platter
it just made me sadder
this body without a soul living anattā me /anatomy
and my mind might as well accept we're cattle
freedom is a lot to be saddled with handled it poorly
wish i had a catalyst something acidic
with plenty of cannabis
channel it. fly away
gave a sword to my pain cos my fate is to battle it
no planes train stations
dont want vacations
just crave ovations
closed our hearts off
we dont love to love but
youre in love with love, oh
step a little closer
say you wont hurt me again no
heartless

living anattā

hope this song brings you . . . bliss!!!1!!1111!

hahhah, get it?,,,?? .? because of the title?>??,
,..,,,,,,,

ok, here's the lyrics

ive been
dreaming of a life of fame
and all the trimmings on my plate
no tears
when im rich ill leave it all behind
no more sadness no more crying
ill be
happy all the fucking time
no more problems in my life
i see
a perfect life ahead of me
or at least it better be
trace it all away from my mind
close my eyes and tell you im blind
introspections for the rich
drive another mile imma walk an inch
ice another wrist, textiles gucci bag badder
bitches on your dick take a piss probably dripping happiness
no you're not a celibate, ascetic celebrate your new ssri
two eyes don't cry trade dope for dopamine
take pride in your company love em all no strife bad bitches
cute wife your call so high won't fall golden parachute
got your fans on the floor pile bands on the floor
but despite all the adoration you can't afford to open
the only door you've ever wanted temptation there but the heart is a vvs you can't buy nor break nor change especially not your own
Nirvana's not for sale
but it certainly doesn't hurt
to have a little help

Bliss forever(Prod. Syndrome)

idk why you're here but u should prolly leave

lyrics, ta da

Max you really went in huh
out of his mind on the grind till the light of the morning
mañana is coming im stretching and yawning this airflow is not enough take me back to the carboniferous
you in my periphery give me the blinders i gotta keep my vision tunnel you are so precipitous drippity droppity drizzle your discography in my funnel
squeeze out a hit if you're lucky but probably not its all shit and its runny you runnin your mouth and its funny the way your bitch swallow my cum and shes thirsty you aint got that water
you dirty im clean as a diamond so squeaky im certy im fleeky im north and your bitch is a south and she fitting it all in her mouth i don't even know how issa black hole back door your ho your house take i what i want and im out black card soon come buy a lap dance from your mama for clout big dog big dog you still a bitch and a pussy too meow meow
how do i spit it
loud
when do i get it 
right now
wake up at 7 45 congratulate your kids on their participation prize
you say you're really proud but they see it in your eyes
second best is second best there's only first place in this test
so fuck the rest there aint no ties
try my set don't recommend
no we don't take kindly to threatz ho
send for me ill leave you wrecked oh
tear it all up in your rectal
hi and welcome to my ted talk
your bitch love it when i jugg walk
im just kidding
no really though
i am a prodigal son im a poet 
my flowing is so braggadocious i own it
1 2 3 dimensions bitch you too flat for me
pop me some pillies and fuck you 
buy you a dictionary show you the meaning of ecstasy
nah those pills were just sugar im dulce im sweet as 
some maple so smooth im molasses
got a fat ass pop that on my table fuck it and eat it for dinner and breakfast and teatime have a lil me time and -
fuck it im just playing around

just kidding (Prod. max)

henlo frens. unfortunately for you all, this song doesn't live up to its title. i could have uploaded 3 minutes of absolute silence instead (it would certainly be easier listening), but i'm not that pretentious quite yet.
here's the lyrics, or as i like to call them, the chronicling of my failings

cut out my tongue feed the pigs
no more broken promises
rather speak in tongues than sing
all the more you'll hear me weep
don't know why the fuck i speak
every words a lie
silence is serene you see
so please stop fucking asking me
fear the truth it fades away 
hide inside my own denial
small talk so inane drives me insane again
it terrifies me questions so mundane
running deeper in this cave
hiding from the rain
at the bottom i can't see
as all the water pools round me
dig my heels in
too late can't win
sugarcoat my life so much
i serve it up with insulin
your sweet tooth is killing me
all you want is fantasy
serve it up all sucralose
your love i lose i'm far too close
fear the truth it fades away 
hide inside my own denial
small talk so inane drives me insane again
it terrifies me questions so mundane

Silence (Prod. Hanto)

hello boys and girls and everything in between, this soothing beat is courtesy of the illustrious @maximus1106

that sultry, dulcet baritone coming in at the forefront is none other than @izeff himself, taking a departure from his trademark intensity to provide us with some lyrical maple syrup

lyrics soon come because zeFFY NEVER WRITESD HIS FUCKIGN STHI DOWN

some might say labelling my cover like im trying to emulate ben garrison's complete disregard of nuance diminishes my art and shows a fundamental misunderstanding of subtext; that by leaving so little open to interpretation im insulting the intelligence of my listeners.

but i was always told to label graphs accurately, so . . . . .


beat by max, obvs


aaaaaaaaaanyway, here's that nonsense i was chatting earlier

yeah this one aint got no melody
just drums and shit
hi hats, alla dat
snares, yeah there's the snare
oh what the 808s?
yeah don't worry, they're coming
right about
crawl in your coffin
i need endorphins
i don't hear nada
if its not important
fuck all that warfarin
that shit is poison
my scars need ointment
cut up like diamonds
sparkling blindness
face of your highness
sit on its my throne
token of kindness
astaghfirullah
no im fucking remorseless
just play some guitar and my bars
for your whore bitch
garbage harming
me all ill portents
sermons from pulpits
of no great import since
slaughter's the order
if i rape your daughter
you'll love me for life that grows betwixt her legs
no head but she bred im a hypocrite living for death
i push her down the stairs till her pussy leak red
punishment i'll recieve only when i reach the end
and the judgement of my life is suffering weighed against sin
you pussy boys can't get it in
you pussies all fake and pretend
i am the antithesis of zen

veeps!=zen

shoutout robbie and max for ze beautiful beat

bit of a pretty one here ngl, he do be sounding kinda chill tho👀👀

veeps

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