prod by masked man

https://soundcloud.com/benbeal
https://soundcloud.com/isaaczale
https://soundcloud.com/cnclcultr

mixed & mastered by masked man

RQST

Spotify / Apple Music

RQST (feat Ben Beal, Isaac Zale & Cancel Culture)

FULL LYRICS CAN BE FOUND HERE: https://genius.com/Sheffdan-something-to-chase-lyrics

MANY THANKS TO https://soundcloud.com/whyandotte FOR WORKING WITH ME ON THIS!!

Something to Chase

Something To Chase - prod. Whyandotte

It's Not For You

wifiskeleton cover (saint eulalia ep)

Written by: Reed Pake
Produced by: https://soundcloud.com/tsii
Album art by: https://soundcloud.com/miiyulky
Mixed/Mastered by: Blindsightmix & John Garcia

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
All I wanna know is if you’re proud of me now/
After you crossed every single one of boundaries, while/
I let you overpower me and devour me down/
I’m cowering almost hourly, but outwardly I smile/
How could I’ve allowed you to sway me to think I’m inadequate/
Yet you’re stayin’ adamant claimin ’ you’re my greatest advocate/
Sayin’ that I’m too passionate to ever create some average shit/
And that’s why your expectations for me are so extravagant/ 
Now and I’ll drown if I try to hit this high-water mark/
Like a starvin’ shark, you circle me ‘till I fall apart/
Tellin’ me I got a lot of spark, to butter me up with your false remarks/
But when I stumble you spit on my art and you rip it apart like ya don’t got a heart/
Yeah, it’s a coin flip and you play me like a joy stick/
But it’s pointless to avoid it, when you’re poisoned to enjoy it/
So even though I begrudge it, I’m puttin’ my head to the musket/
‘Cause fuck it I know that you’ll love it, to you I’m nothin’ but a puppet/

Verse 2:
So I’m dressin’ to the nines to feel closer to a ten/
And when I’m fleshin’ out my lines, I focus on my skeletons/ 
Affection I’m beggin’ for all the time, but no one’s checkin’ in/
And so I’m stressin’ in my mind, relyin’ on my medicine/
To help me cope with the fallout ‘cause I’m all out of steam/
I should’ve crawled out my bed, not just fall back asleep/
Right when I thought I was free, you sought me ought in my dreams/
Where no one could hear me when I called out to scream/
See, I’d subdue you with therapy and flush you out with meds/
But when the times you took care of me came rushin’ back to my head/
I’d dread to share my grief with someone else conductin’ in your stead/
‘Cause there’s no guarantee I’d be better without your punishments/
When I fuck up, you spurt your curses and tell me that I deserve it/
But when you’re pushin’ me to be perfect, blemishes bubble up onto the surface/
And I need to be more assertive, ‘cause you’re gnawin’ at my health/
But is it even really worth it, when I’m just talkin’ to myself/

Can't Catch Myself (Prod. TSII) - Single

Spotify/Apple Music

Can't Catch Myself (prod. TSII)

MUSIC VIDEO OUT NOW (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_nR0abQhfsA)

prod. by https://soundcloud.com/geo_1022
additional vocals by  https://soundcloud.com/geo_1022 & 
https://soundcloud.com/khaidreams
mixed by me
cover art by H.S. Naji & Katherine Franklin

Lead Single off of the "loverboy" EP dropping August 20th

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insta: instagram.com/iamatwood
twitter: twitter.com/atwoodotj


Lyrics:

It was just one. .lonely night inside of paradise 
To. .my homegirls house she won't shut up about this three. .way that she done had the other night.
Like for-give me I do not wanna hear bout that shit
Five
Middle finger five 
Middle finger five
Fuckin die
Bitch you haunt my mind
You know who you tryin
You know i'm
-so caught up in all this 
-you know I think about us
-you know i ain't been honest
-you just tryna push yo buttons
Oooo yeeeeah with that same old shit
I'll make a song yeah yeah
We'll be great again
I dig myself my own grave
But you don't fret to push me in
And I know that I lost my way
But you been a little less than a friend
Yeah yeah yeah but she don't get that
We dont kick back
I'll move on when I get my shit back
I'll move on in like 13 months, when I don't got no songs to write about your bitch ass
Kiss ass not this time
Caught flak double back to the west side
Thought path like, "yeah i'll get it next time"
Stay runnin this cycle til it's dry

And she said she couldn't care less
And I dont think that made me care less
×2

A whole lotta shit 
Don't let me catch you walking through that metropolitan
Spittin all yo hollow tips through all of my accomplishments 
I'm polishing a bottle off
Baby we could make a molotov lookin for that new flame
I ain't superman
But I'm up to bat
Like Bruce Wayne
Cop that dusse
And we be off the gac
Why you got that blue face babyyy 
Because you fuckin 2 faced babyyy 
You said you kept one hundreds
I kept hundred and one
You wouldn't be a bright idea if you was under the sun
And see I try to steer clear but I been prone to missing exits 
Saw a better life, but merging can be hard when you're so reckless 
You the solar to my plexus
Solo dolo if you ask me
Double back on everything I say, take the back seat
'Member last week
We was fine we wasn't sweating
But these days you'd think that hot yoga was my profession, shit

And she said she couldn't care less
And I dont think that made me care less
×2

Music Video

Careless (Prod. by Garrett.)

Camus feat. https://soundcloud.com/sydm97 and https://soundcloud.com/gking93.



Lyrics:
I promise I'm real enough
I just can't feel enough
What a finite time on a friday night in the midst of a fire
They promise the world to you
They promise the Earth and the Moon and the stars
A promise is paper thin, don't forget a promise is paper thin

I've been out here on my own, can you tell me to come home
I don't wanna sleep on park benches, I don't wanna sleep on park benches
I've been out here on my own, can you tell me to come home
I don't wanna sleep on park benches, I don't wanna sleep on park benches

I got it bad for you, I got it bad for you
I'm going mad for you, lost all that time
I would whine, sitting sad for you
Cause every April felt like August
Last December's when I lost it
Every April felt like August
Let's fall in, baby let's fall in

I've been out here on my own, can you tell me to come home
I don't wanna sleep on park benches, I don't wanna sleep on park benches
I've been out here on my own, can you tell me to come home
I don't wanna sleep on park benches, I don't wanna sleep on park benches

What you expect me to say?
I been through the phases, I'm watching the days end 
On every occasion I'm late, and separate ways for escape 
And really I know that I really can't go back
From how things was like before I told that 
Maybe my heart just too cold
The reason they go, the reason alone 
The deep end I float, I can't feel I'm slow to react 
The reason I'm detached to show all my past 
The one ain't seen that, so what I believe in I still can't find that 
But I miss times I had with you 
I ain't thinking what I had and could lose 

I've been out here on my own, can you tell me to come home
I don't wanna sleep on park benches, I don't wanna sleep on park benches
I've been out here on my own, can you tell me to come home
I don't wanna sleep on park benches, I don't wanna sleep on park benches
I've been out here on my own, can you tell me to come home
I don't wanna sleep on park benches, I don't wanna sleep on park benches
I've been out here on my own, can you tell me to come home
I don't wanna sleep on park benches, I don't wanna sleep on park benches

Camus ft. SYDNEY and G. King (prod. by whyandotte)

prod. @officialbiosphere
mix. @atwood
art. @headhaunter


Tall tales - short attention span.


Lyrics:
It was a while ago but I used to make origami/
I used to fold washi paper into cranes for a hobby/
I formed their bodies with perfect angles and dog-eared corners/
making everything from Bengal Tigresses to pale Border Collies/

where you could pull their tails to make them flap their wings/
or pinch their necks to make them roar with their complex anatomies/
but that all came crashing down tragically when, well what happened is/
or was, a horrible freak paper cut accident/

so I tried out something different and practiced martial arts a bit/
transformed my legs and arms to armaments, an armistice I forged between my mind and body/
Karate chopping thick slabs of marble to marbles and
blocked a kick with nothing but thinking the thought of “I will block this kick”/

I fought and fought again, I’d always win/
until one day I fought the wrong sensei and somehow lost to him/
and then I figured I could use a new hobby fast/
when I woke in the ICU, mummified inside a full body cast/

so I tried out woodworking, and learned a thing or two/
about building birdhouses and a sanctuary for the endangered with the zoo/ 
and without nails or glue I built some perfect-fit architecture with versatile sandalwood/
that even termites wouldn’t dare to chew/

but the Steel Industry is a much different beast,
their countless inner rings of arsonists don’t like and fear anything built with trees/
so I got into magic with simple tricks/
err, I mean illusions, like how to make a yacht disappear without sinking it/

I put live rounds inside a real gun for every bullet I’d catch/
and I sawed a lower limb, double amputee woman in half/
but when your Transported Man has to trap, clones in tanks to drown/
they’ll take you out, pulled at the drop of a hat with a vanished act, but still, I’m safe and sound!/ 

but rules are rules so I was gone fishin’/
I threw a net and accidentally caught a dolphin pod in it/
I’ve got some FOMO, rowed from coast to coast/
and caught the Lochness Monster without my rod and then caught the Ogopogo with it/

I studied mutated fish in ponds near Chernobyl/
with evidence of Kraken tentacles adorning on our boat’s hull/
we stumbled on a whaling operation, so we thwarted them/
but let’s just say my fishing boat’ll never be seaborne again/

so I got into miming…/
then I tried out a comedy class to practice my - timing/
and I’d showcase new material at sold out shows on the weekend/
then I auditioned for SNL and they let me host for a season/

I popped up on the screen opposite promising Hollywood starlets with Oscar noms/
in romcoms with a record box office streak/
but my private pilot had the last laugh
when I cracked a joke and split his sides, and we were forced to crash land/

so I took the plunge and tried out diving, took a stab at fencing/
gave clay pigeon hunts a shot, and then I tried to tackle wrestling/
tried the chef thing but I let Gordon Ramsay ingest some foreign bodies/
so I’ve been thinking ‘bout getting back into origami/

Spotify!

The Hobby Swapping Problem (prod. biosphere)

Class(ft Sheffdan) (prod. mixtape seoul)

Instagram Bottle is a play on words...

Instagram: @AL_XTHEGREAT
Website: https://al-xthegreat.com/

Lyrics

You know we just live the life
lately I been kinda lost in peace on mind
cant define 
where I been at
see the waters redder
than the pamphlets
walk around the city
its a ghost town
see the phantoms

she dont want the same tho
she just want the magic
Lebanese
I might just convince her Im Aladdin

Maybe make a reboot
take her out to eat too
Think I comprehend who you needed
 you seem to see too

we want the same thing
she says im see through
I said lets rewind
really seem to need to

take a deep breath
I need to reprove
she’s alone at the bar
I’ll pull up a seat too



Falling
seems like its the bottom
Instagram model 
she just want pop bottles

freeze frame
see straight through the drama
week night 
too much money
we spent commas


Falling
seems like its the bottom
Instagram model 
she just want pop bottles

freeze frame
see straight through the drama
week night 
too much money
we spent commas

to the bottom
think we got some problems 
solve them 

swimming
 in the water 
with the dolphins

beachside
bet we staying underneath the palm trees

redo
tell her sorry not
sorry


We just keep it right
you will never be alone
give me thirty minutes
in the uber driving down the road

gotta go 
hit the gas
bet we act up

catch me out my mind 
I thead doing backflips

she say its too late
I just hit the party
2am 
sipping straight bacardi

designated drive
i’ll be in the back
couple grand 
I spent it kinda fast

living great til the light
girlie want a bottle just to
celebrate the night
we just live for the life
tell me something different
I’ll just keep my glass up
then we’ll chug it dont need sipping


think

Falling
seems like its the bottom
Instagram model 
she just want pop bottles

freeze frame
see straight through the drama
week night 
too much money
we spent commas


Falling
seems like its the bottom
Instagram model 
she just want pop bottles

freeze frame
see straight through the drama
week night 
too much money
we spent commas


Falling
seems like its the bottom
Instagram model 
she just want pop bottles

freeze frame
see straight through the drama
week night 
too much money
we spent commas


Falling
seems like its the bottom
Instagram model 
she just want pop bottles

freeze frame
see straight through the drama
week night 
too much money
we spent commas

INSTAGRAM BOTTLE

https://fanlink.to/EGO-DEATH
LYRICS / https://genius.com/Cancel-culture-ego-death-lyrics

prod. @masked-man-peace

hook: @kyaruok (backing vox @kyaruok & @masked-man-peace)
verse 1: @kyaruok & @damienburbank (backing vox @damienburbank)
bridge 1: @masked-man-peace
hook 2: @kyaruok (backing vox @kyaruok & @masked-man-peace)
verse 2: @nicohorry
bridge 2: @masked-man-peace
hook 3: @kyaruok (backing vox @kyaruok & @masked-man-peace)
outro: @masked-man-peace

mixed & mastered by @masked-man-peace

artwork by @damienburbank & @kyaruok

EGO DEATH

😁

https://soundcloud.com/foreverau
https://soundcloud.com/staydeadboys

Camus ft. SYDNEY and G. King (prod. by whyandotte)

Nicklous