mike x sideshow type beat "BLadeRunneR" 

Ain’t nobody else on this platform doing it quite like Ghowste

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Top 10 producers no question

Hell yuhh this one fireeeee

I don’t really hit no highs even when I get so high I feel low, I feel nun, when I feel sum I will know way too many fucking people, seen em’ come and go way too many fucking people gone ghost, I feel so alone no way out of this hole I made I’ll push you away, feel the blame, feel that I wish I would’ve stayed tell myself that I couldn’t stay feelings felt that I couldn’t tame overthink every word I say, I’m too self conscious, would’ve changed and I tried to revive the old me, torch up the light inside me but I don’t remember whoever I was, In need of reminding might be too far gone, time is flying, I need to try rewinding back to the past back to the days where the pain wouldn’t last

Nah this goes stupid hard

this the oneee

From France, you are the best 💪🏼

Chosen one 🏄‍♂️

CHOSEN ONE.

yeah mike would eat on this

Aye bro it's almost done

Dancers make love to their own madness, tantric, dull magnets, asked your guru where the balance?, he told me cancer worth the callous hands that hold the chalice, scattered my memories of her habits for the famished to scavenge, this beat but a casket, shifting sands shape the palace, but my brother blood built into the fabric, every answer came brandishing talons to stab with, filling empty space with emptier language, i swear politics is magic, did right when it was hardest, the lesson was never worth the damage, sparked the night at its darkest, feed the cancer In my chest to help me manage, schedule like half your tracklist, couple skips when i landed, seen bhudda bless the dead with a bandage, love need distance cuz need corrupts compassion, greed feast in attachment, she long gone but the ghost never vanish, her hair a judgment day of broken matress, rabid, her stuff still on my cabinet, phantoms, each thought so beautiful and tragic, my mother preached joy while she drank away her sadness, every beach teach the sea void of your atlantis, so you hide the absence in a canvas, she want the horse and carriage, the system whips and carrots down to the very last atoms, from orbit watched the planet, maybe God feel embarrassed

Bro lets work