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Wavehi X Prompto Atlantis

Sadzilla - Cell Games (feat. Santos Santana, Prompto, B-Train, Blake Basic & Drugsta)

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Go Go Gadget feat. DillanPonders

Hwy - 1088

Haters

A song about being too set in your ways

LYRICS:

We came up the long way
Despite all the foreplay
It took us a whole day and night to perform
You did it your own way
Well, that's what the books say
The script of your old play lays tattered and torn

You live a life of analogue
In digital form
An order from a catalogue
unwrapped and unworn

Dustproof, hermetically sealed
With magnetic appeal
Apoplectic, we feel all your rage
Locked up in storage
Bad mannered and boorish
Your habit's too moreish to start acting your age

You live a life of analogue
In digital form
An order from a catalogue
unwrapped and unworn

You live a life of analogue
In digital form
An order from a catalogue
unwrapped and unworn

Analogue

There's a rage to Reed's sax at the start of this but this is tempered by the band as the track progresses and for the twelfth time it sails into calmer waters.

Sticks Thompson - Drums
Art Masters - Trombone
Reed Johnson - Sax
Guy Stansfield - Guitar
Blue Six - Trumpet
Tully Wilson - Flute/Harmonica
Wilt Flowers - Bass
Sonny Rhodes - Piano

The Twelfth Time by The Dark Messiahs

Second folk song uploaded. Hope you will enjoy

Darkened Days

On the Grid

Buckets

What it is (ft Dieyego)

#ShroomDaddyWednesdays

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Demon Mode 2

DEMON MODE 2 (Prod. BVB) [MASTER]

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No History

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Written & Performed By: @itsAndreSanti, @imDkai, @Lighttpink, @Pettiwaves, @Sixxfucc.

Produced & Engineered By: @Pettiwaves
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COMMA$

LORD$OFDOGTOWN - COMMA$

Prod. Soulker
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WitaPoke

prod by gmp, zak ali & 4ria


SPOTIFY LINK BELOW


https://open.spotify.com/track/2yLZAeViNb16Q6tQ2SYL58

lyrics: 

look at these problems, you started yourself 
while i sharpen my skill set for stardom to pelt 
& propel you to melt 
so please pardon my yells 
cause my therapist says i’m too hard on myself 
& i harp on the shit that you did so unwell 
it exist in conditions, i’m starving to tell 
instead i stay timid, get lost in my shell 
and i run a new scrimmage like johnny manziel 
bitch i quit drinking, i’m sinking in vomit i belch 
and beginning to think i could opt for some help 
all of my thoughts they just linger like prisoners sit in a clink 
wish i could just be more limber 
or be less distinct 
instead i yell timber 
depressions in sync with my temper 
that shit all grows heavy 
i vent to my shrink till it’s slender as feathers 
meticulous new repetitions 
i let it relinquish what i can’t remember, so tender 
but what difference does it make 
with the distance that i take 
i’d rather never win than try to blend in with you fakes 
i spit the precious gems that descend to bottoms of lakes 
you wretched fucks are asbestos, i can’t try to behave 
i don’t want to spend any more time tryna debate 
i’m still tryna climb the ladder up to meet my fate 
as the time shatters 
rewind, won’t align all your lies with my laughter 
i brine in sublime & latch onto my habits 
i find when i’m manic 
& till i go peak, all my passion is bleak 
until you all reach my new absence 
let that all read as my way of now getting complete 
and redeeming the panic 
this shit is no feat 
it’s a means of me slamming 
you hoes into granite 
you hoes all go show off your glow into cameras 
instagram models, be damned if i cannot fuck 
all of those filters can’t help what the damage does 
cause you’re a 6 just like digits from canada 
business as usual, city is cancerous 
writtens i drew the truth, so much less glamorous 
can’t handle gambles, i travel from 
lands where i drag my love forward 
with bags of drugs 
packing up 
i’ve got a lack of trust 
from all the knives in my back 
i’m not backing up 
cause all these wounds make my breathing hard 
like your damn asthma does 
you’ve got a bag of tricks 
well i’ve got active love 
holding raps captive 
connect them all like it’s a pack of plugs 
sold off the raps i sung 
you’re all so old, but you’re acting young 
tricks are for kids 
and i told em, i had enough 



look at these problems, you started yourself 
while i sharpen my skill set for stardom to pelt 
& propel you to melt 
so please pardon my yells 
cause my therapist says i’m too hard on myself 
& i harp on the shit that you did so unwell 
it exist in conditions, i’m starving to tell 
instead i stay timid, get lost in my shell 
and i run a new scrimmage like johnny manziel 



look at you 
look at you 
you little judgmental cunt 
now bitch look at you

judgmental c*nt

Lyrics:

Yeah you lookin kinda sus 
What you want kid 
I’m just in the back kickin it with a punk bitch
Lookin kinda sus 
Know I’m comin 
Got my chains on black shirt like a goth bitch 
Lookin kinda sus
What you want kid
I’m just in the back kickin it with a punk bitch
Lookin kinda sus
Know I’m comin 
Got my chains on black shirt like a goth bitch

God damn 
Step back
Let me take a breath
Okay
Someone always watching through the lens
Evade
Cannot guarantee you’re safe
Mayday
This is the beginning and the end

Uh oh an impostor among us 
Ejected out the ship keep on eating all the stardust 
Baby by my side and she know I got the bloodlust 
All I see is red god damn lookin kinda sus 
Fuck this 
I can’t risk having your trust 
No way 
No way 
Cannot let you escape
Come inside electrical I'm shocking with the fowl play
They say I’m crazy 
They all still believe me 
Better watch your back as I'm murdering on repeat 

Fuck 
Now I’ve done it 
Hop inside the vent
Get away know I’m stuntin 
Emergency meeting no one knows that I’m frontin 
So cold so bold hide n seek I’m runnin
Caught you in the cafe cannot reach the button

Lookin kinda sus
What you want kid
I’m just in the back kickin it with a punk bitch
Lookin kinda sus
Know I’m comin 
Got my chains on black shirt like a goth bitch

Yeah you lookin kinda sus 
What you want kid 
I’m just in the back kickin it with a punk bitch
Lookin kinda sus 
Know I’m comin 
Got my chains on black shirt like a goth bitch

SUS MUSIC VIDEO

SUS (Prod. Fidi & Cyfal)

GOD DAMN

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