genuine great song in general i just feel like bro is running away from the instrumental

This songs fire and every thing is fit perfectly, I want yall to continue being amazing

i wanna take back my prior statement btw 
after having this on for like 2 weeks this is fucking amazing bro

glad I discovered you from cryy, your beats are heavenly to bro jus like witty

Ts amazing its just youre going too fast gotta match the beat

Difference

blue&black&purple w/Bunii (@ayowitty)

too much to handle for one person

lets face it by bunii

new song with the homie @sleepwalker1031 go check him out
written by torment, sleepwalker, and @530utcast
cover art by torment
all vocals mixed by Torment and Inersha
 Lyrics:
First verse -Torment-

Feeling like I aint here    
ain’t tryna  be here 
Take pills kill  pain    
regret every single thang
 another Seal to my face 
lately i been in The Rain 
Tendons torn my My Brain 
i try but I Can’t Escape 
Stay inside  pace around 
i’m anxious Mane 
seen a face in  my room 
it ain’t real        
thats what i tell myself 
 Family Screamin get some help
 sorry Momma Ima Fold
I ain’t holding on no More 
All alone   
Pine box posted smoking 
ashes of another mother fucker 
change my ways I’m Insane 
 nun to lose 
ain’t shit to gain
In the flames
evil thoughts   
fill my brain
complicate     
every thing i say

outside high as fuck
Ski mask on 
walking through the woods
All I see is candle light 
Lead in yo grave site
playa hater never change 
knuckle up and shoot them thangs



lately i been in The Rain 
Tendons torn my My Brain 
i try but I Can’t Escape 
Stay inside
 pace around i’m anxious Mane
 seen a face in my room 
it ain’t real        
thats what i tell myself 
 Family Screaming get some help
 sorry Momma Ima Fold
I ain’t holding on no More 
All alone   
Pine box posted smoking 
ashes 

Sleepwalker aka Grim sleeper

I just wanna know
Where u came from
Feeling like I’m stuck
In the background
Lately been feeling like
Blacked out hands
Tied behind my back 
I’m tryna break out
Everyday is nothin
But the same thang
Smoke anotha blunt 
Tryna maintain
All my thoughts inside
Of my head voices 
Be telling me better
Off dead but I can’t stop
Now cuz my daughter 
See the light at the end 
Of the road always thinkin 
Twice bout the shit I said befo
Always Thinkin twice bout the 
Shit I said befo now I’m blacked
Out duckin out
In my fuckin bed 
Visions of a dead man walkin
Thinkin bout my past
Cuz I can’t seem to cope 
With the shit that’s comin
Next always ahead of myself 
Tryna better myself but 
I could never keep up
With the fact that 
I’ll never be a better man
Breakin down myself
Cuz I carry all the weight 
On my mutha fuckin 
Shoulders gimme a 
Minute I try hold my
Composure 

See it in ya face
Now ya gone now x4


SUBJECT B:
Murder your memory, demonic entity 
The chronic enemy rip ya identity
Energy hacking with hatchet 
Or grabbing the mac - as i'm blasting up actors to fragments
The angels - they whisper me a tragedy
6 devils consider thee their majesty
Through brimstone - I creep - till my feet fucking bleed
From third degree burns, unconcerned as I leave 
I turn to the deep river I see 
The fire reflects on my eyes as I speak 
Out dirges and curses and hexes and things
Crushing the teeth like a pressing machine 
5000 tons of pressure from a bloodclot, flood rot 
Furniture as all possessions drowning with the dreadnaughts
War and all your entries to this world it comes and goes away 
Touring in depth purgatory once I fucking find my way 

Lungs filled with a putrid bile, vile as your body get defiled 
Sit and simmer for a while, got you curving like a smile 
In the dirt - you're fucking dialed, add your body to the pile 
All is well for all the while, I'm thinking how you're dead and gone
Hellish torture long, wailing like a whale song
Detailing what goes on in my head clustered in a throng
You can't muster what you must, bitch you're dust, never strong
I'mma bard for this shit, orators never wrong
Net negative contributor, bet on the distributor 
Living in the lithosphere is anybody similar 
to any body - singular - we place em in a sycamore 
A forever prisoner - no Grand Inquisitor 
Arms line perimeter, legs - bottom of the cylinder
Bet on the rotting of the riveters
Dead is your God is the pillager
Bled out the souls I administer 
Where is your minister?
#WITCH HOUSE #LOFI-HOUSE #LOFI #phonk #piano #sleepwalker #SLEEPWALKER #GRIMM SLEEPER

CAN’T ESCAPE [FEAT. SLEEPWALKER]

bunii - pedals

PROD STERIIA!
ARTIST: TYSON



Lyrics:

energy is wasted pen to paper no reply

my heart is in your mail box
my words will never reach ur eyes

New Year’s resolution broken thought of you last night

i thought of you last niight

365 but theres one day i hate the most

I find it hard to breathe like there’s hands around my throat

but there’s not I’m going crazy

thought of you got my heart aching

im fucked up baby i need saving

fuck the 14th
yeah i hate it

they try and force love
and create it

needs to come naturally
yeah i dont know why

people trippin out their damn minds

box of chocolates you’ll never know what you get next

I bet it all on you like a game of roulette

I tune it out no I can’t let your words get to my head

feel just like a ghost but im not dead

energy is wasted pen to paper no reply

my heart is in your mail box
my words will never reach ur eyes

New Year’s resolution broken thought of you last night

i thought of you last niight

fuck the 14th
yeah i hate it

they try and force love
and create it

needs to come naturally
yeah i dont know why

people trippin out their damn minds

Xo's dont mean a thing to me Ft/ Tyson

the light left my iris w/ bunii

blue black and purple #1

til the morning w/lyfelxss (prod.mbrk)

Day 7 — “On Top of the World”
This isn’t a celebration. It’s confirmation. After the pain, ambition, power moves, and reflection — this is the calm after the war. I’m not yelling. I’m standing still and saying it plain: I made it. This is the moment where doubt turns to silence, and the crown no longer needs defending.

Finale to a 7-day series that documented every version of me — now I’m fully formed. No more proving. Just presence.

Xo's dont mean a thing to me Ft/ Tyson

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