Quadeca - Knots instrumental RandomDudeWithABeanie 2022-12-05 | hardest song on the albumoriginal song: youtu.be/Osrhifkz7Y0full album/movie: youtu.be/5tbOspjJ5f0youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_kR5jQv1aG1GCUNYl6STFjmAQrxAnNsVmElyrics (if you wanna sing along)I walk around withKnots on my neck and my chestAnd my neck and my chestI walk around withKnots on my neck and my chestAnd my neck and my chestI’m an open book in a closed casketI’m an open book in a closed casketI’m an open book in a closed casketI’m an open book in a closed casketI walk around with knotsKnotsKnotsKnotsDon’t ask the question if you don’t want the answer, oh my goshAsk what the news is, I became a nuisance when we tied that knotAnd walked down the aisle, holding back a smile, how many years?Like lassoing ocean waves when I try to hold back my tearsYou told a story and got to my name and it made you flinchI became your stutter, I became a knot, I became a glitchUnlucky tanglesI’m tripping upTripping over wordsTripping over shoesTripping over meTripping over youTripping over trippingRunning outta roomRunning outta knotsKnots (Don’t think about it too much)Knots (That lump in your throat)KnotsI walk around withKnots on my neck and my chestAnd my neck and my chestI walk around withKnots on my neck and my chestAnd my neck and my chestI’m an open book in a closed casketI’m an open book in a closed casketI’m an open book in a closed casketI’m an open book in a closed casketI walk around with knotsKnotsKnotsKnotsKnotsIn my neck and in my chestPulling strings ’til they intersectUh uh, still in the carpool by yourselfI had to fasten up my beltI cut chords if you couldn’t tellI don’t fade to black, I cut to staticI don’t fade to black, I cut to staticTightropeTry to make it back, it’s acrobaticI hope you could get some luck from scratching at itSomething’s kind of rubbing offTook it up another notchHad to turn the oven offPuppeteered and strung alongStories end in nevermind, stories end in record timeI know it’s a cruel, cruel world, it happens every timeGet through yours, I’ll get through mine, it’s just another dot, dot, dotJust another dotted line I walk around with…Knots in my chest, no matter how hard my lungs tryKnots on my neck, try to speak but I’m tongue-tiedThat knot’s the strongest yet, I don’t think it’s coming untiedCold in the room, cold ever since the sun diedEver since the two sides turned into the one sideTwo-faced people only look at you through one eyeToo late- seen you, brought a rope into a gunfightShoe laced evil, watch your step before you dust biteTreat me like a dust mite, thought we had enough, right?Knots like a fisherman, hooked me in with one biteKnots like a businessman, tied the tie a touch tightNot doing this again, thinking ’bout that one nightKnotsYou took out that film too soonThere was light bleeding in the red roomI’ll do anything but stand in front of the projectorI’d watch it all again
Quadeca - who I am RandomDudeWithABeanie 2024-05-29 | *All credit goes to Quadeca. I don't own this song and I just wanted to upload it since nobody else had uploaded it by itself*This song has the same title as that one shadow the hedgehog song. Which is also unused/left out of its initial projectFull Album/Thing: youtube.com/watch?v=RtPLWQvShcwLyrics (Stolen from Genius)[Verse]I wanted to expand/explain myself, ohhAnd I wanted to expand/explain it[Chorus]I, I don't know where I stand, I forgot who I amAnd I draw a line in the sandJust so you understandWho I am[Instrumental](Champion of the avant-garde)[Chorus]I, I don't know where I stand, I forgot who I amAnd I (Champion of the avant-garde)Draw a line in the sandJust so you understandWho I am
Quadeca - Lifespan RandomDudeWithABeanie 2024-05-29 | *All credit goes to Quadeca. I don't own this song and I just wanted to upload it since nobody else had uploaded it by itself*Full Album/Thing: youtube.com/watch?v=RtPLWQvShcwLyrics (stolen from Genius :O):[Chorus]Put it off to the sidePut it off 'til I tryI could be your lifespanI could be your lightI could be your right handI could be alrightI could be your lifespanI could be your light, lightTell you, I tell you what, I'll tell you whatHuh, tell yaI never meant to have to set you upHuh, tell yaHuh, tell ya[Instrumental][Bridge]Oh-oh[Outro]Could be your lifespanI could be your light(I could be your light, I could be your light)(I could be your lifespan, I could be your light, light)
Quadeca - 1 step program RandomDudeWithABeanie 2024-05-29 | *All credit goes to Quadeca. I don't own this song and I just wanted to upload it since nobody else had uploaded it by itself*Full Album/Thing: youtube.com/watch?v=RtPLWQvShcwLyrics (Stolen by Genius :O)[Verse]You've got no part in what I've doneYou sound like a window taking credit for the sunI take no— I take no pride in what I've wonLemme set the record straight before it's ever spunGot no influence and it's clearI got influence, you'll just take it once it's hereYou think I'm bullshittin', I'll see you in a yearAnd watch it all appear, I'm in the skies sending SMSTo mix some green and blue and tell you what it representsA dream come true, I got a hеadache from the FPSI'm seeing who mistakes thе self-obsessed with self-respectI guess I'm set when I could see when I'm in [?]Crowd going wee-ooh, wee-ooh, wee-ooh like an SOSI only see you-ee-you-ee-you wonder what to trustI'm in the EU, EU, every time I get a checkStill in the now, someone tell 'em there's a second stepPlease, ah (Oh)[Outro]Got no part in what I've doneGot no part in what I've doneNot the only partGot no part in what I've done
Quadeca - mad at me RandomDudeWithABeanie 2024-05-29 | *All credit goes to Quadeca. I don't own this song and I just wanted to upload it since nobody else had uploaded it by itself*Full Album/Thing: youtube.com/watch?v=RtPLWQvShcwLyrics (Stolen from Genius :O):[Intro](Ah)[Pre-Chorus]For what you left on the shelfYou'll have to kill him yourself (Self)Check what you left on the shelfYou'll have to kill him yourself (Shelf, shelf)[Chorus]If you want him gone, it'll take a lot out of me, just say what you did was wrong (Wrong)'Cause you take a lot out on me, just say that it's been too long (Ooh)And you say you're not mad at me, but the rest is a different song (Oh)Best get acquainted with that thought of moving on (On)[Post-Chorus]Honestly, baby, don't get all mad at meIf you're mad at me, I don't want to seeHonestly, I am crying all crazy right nowYou're the only one left now on your feet (Ayy)Honestly, baby, don't throw a fit at meIf you're pissеd at me, I don't want your seat (Ah, ah)Honestly, I am crying way too loudWanna sing you this song, it's on rеpeat[Refrain]I tried to tell you, it's in one ear and out the otherI tried to tell you, it's been one year without each otherI tried to tell you, it's in one ear and out the otherI tried to tell you, it's been one year without each other[Pre-Chorus]Uh, fuck what was left on the shelfYou prolly said it yourself (Self)And everybody could tellYou shoulda killed him yourself (Self, self)[Chorus]If you want him gone, it'd take a lot out of me, just say what you did was wrong (Ooh)'Cause you take a lot out on me, just say that it's been too long, uh (Ooh)And you say you're not mad at me, but the rest is a different song (Ayy)You're still acquainted with the thought of holding on (On)[Post-Chorus]Honestly, baby don't get all mad at meIf you're mad at me, I don't want to see, uh, uhHonestly, I am crying all crazy right nowYou're the only one left now on your feet, uh (Ooh)Honestly, baby don't throw a fit at meIf you're pissed at me, I don't want your seat (Ah, ah)Honestly, I am crying way too loudWanna sing you this song, it's on repeat[Refrain]I tried to tell you, it's in one ear and out the other (Ayy)I tried to tell you, it's been one year without each otherI tried to tell you, it's in one ear and out the otherI tried to tell you, it's been one year without each other[Outro]For what you left on the shelf, you shoulda killed him yourself (Self)(It's been one year without each other)For what you left on the shelf, you shoulda killed him yourself (Self, self)
Quadeca - 123 RandomDudeWithABeanie 2024-05-29 | *All credit goes to Quadeca. I don't own this song and I just wanted to upload it since nobody else had uploaded it by itself*I love this song by itself but it definitely sounds awkward without the transition to "mad at me" but still a nice song overallFull Album/Thing: youtube.com/watch?v=RtPLWQvShcwLyrics (Stolen from Genius)[Intro]On me, on me, on meOn me, on me, on me[Chorus]I need, I need everyone's eyes on the count of three, like one-two-three on meI need everyone's eyes on the count of three, like one-two-three on meI need everyone's eyes on the count of three, like one-two-three on meOn me, on me[Verse]Okay, I feel like I'm Henry back in 2003I'm invincible for this season, I'm invincible for no reasonI might, uh, I mightI might, I might, uh[Chorus]I need evеryone's eyes on thе count of three, like one-two-three on meI need everyone's eyes on the count of three, like one-two-three on meI need everyone's eyes on the count of three, like one-two-three on meOn me, on meI need, I need everyone's eyes on the count of three, like one-two-three on meI need everyone's eyes on the count of three, like one-two-three on meI need everyone's eyes on the count of three, like one-two-three on meOn me, on me
Quadeca - like me RandomDudeWithABeanie 2024-05-29 | *All credit goes to Quadeca. I don't own this song or picture and I just wanted to upload it since nobody else had uploaded it by itself*I can't explain it but the opening of this song reminds me of that one tiktok meme song that Peely from fortnite dances to. Full Album/Thing: youtube.com/watch?v=RtPLWQvShcwLyrics (Stolen from Genius :O)[Chorus]Yeah'Cause there's nobody doing it quite like meAh, ah, ah'Cause there's nobody doing it quite like meLet me know when you're doing it quite like meAh, ah, ah[Verse 1]I'm convinced that they all in disguiseGet surprised when they say they surprisedThey can't cope, so they rationalizeI don't want my "just capitalize"If I wrote it, I actualizeWhat you wrote is just actual liesI can't even feel bad for these guysI can't even feel bad, bad, bad[Chorus]'Cause there's nobody doing it quite like meLet me know when you're doing it quite like meAh, ah, ahChampion of the avant garde[Verse 2](You don't sing like that)([?] you know that I snapped)(Snap the picture like I'm [?])([?] right now, I'm back, I'm back)All again, pass on passAll of my scraps got scrappedAnd it's funny 'cause all my scraps on plaquesYou still in a bottle with my glass on tap, uhAnd I keep my leeches on leashes, took everything not to reactAnd I give 'em features on features on features but none of them stackTell me, tell me what level I'm atTell me, tell me I'm not here to chat for a littleCame back for a little recapLike three-two-one, it's simple, it's math[Chorus]Why is nobody doing this shit quite like me?Ah, ah, ah'Cause there's nobody doing this quite like meAh, ah, ahLet me know when you're doing it quite like meAh, ah, ah(Unimaginable pain and suffering)[Outro]Champion of the avant gardeI could get used to this
Quadeca - perfectly cut scream RandomDudeWithABeanie 2024-05-29 | *All credit goes to Quadeca. I don't own this song or picture and I just wanted to upload it since nobody else had uploaded it by itself*This song goes hard and I was surprised to see it hadn't been uploaded indiviually. Although the ending does sound kinda awkward without the transition to "like me"Full Album/Thing: youtube.com/watch?v=RtPLWQvShcwLyrics (Stolen from genius :O):[Intro]You and IYou belong here somewhere(Oh, oh, oh)Yeah[Verse]I say exactly what I do, and it's doneToday they asked me how I knew I'm the oneI looked in the mirror, it's clear, I guessBecame exactly who I knew I'd becomeSaying that it's just a fluke, are you dumb?I shouldn't have nothing to prove to anyoneBy now, there's nothing new under the sun, okay, okayI just got one straight out of my drawerLook at how I won, they proud of my tourI write ones with the W like some Korean moneyBut I got a thousand times moreStill the same me, right down to my corePeople hate me, by now, I'm just boredBeen on the same shit since 2004I don't even really know how to count anymoreUhI'm at a level you can't quantifyI ain't even rapped in a year and I'm still on yourYear-end Wrapped on your mo'fuckin SpotifyHow the fuck could I be embarrassed?Bitch, I blew up in my cringe eraBitch, I blew up in my mid eraI'm on a new amount of sincerityDo a joke, you been parodyDon't hit me 'til you're in therapyAnd you know what?Everything that I post nuts, have some real clarity, ah!(I'm sorry, my bad, my bad, hahaha)You'll never get bored of me, not yetI'm back and I'm already on nextWrote a song, they perform it in contestMake these songs and record 'em in contextYou got an inferiority complexWhen I finished recording this projectYour girl sent you a horribly long textYeahBetter read that shitThree dots showing, you delete that shitNew essay sittin' underneath that shitI'm in Norway sitting on a beanbagKickin' my feet back, fuck all your feedbackYou be trying to tweet at me, playing backseat careerFrom the back seat, always trying to grab me and steerCan't pass me, I'm here, running lapsNot one soul train like me, playing back seat NahmirI'm sitting on masterpiecesLike wait a few months, now I'm back, reappearBeen gone for like half of a yearNow I'm back in the clear, now I'm back in the leadDon't drop the ball, just pass it to meCheck the scoreboard, I'm happy to seeYour shit is artificially hardIt's all fucking Viagra to meFall off the charts, Niagara to me[Unintelligible] Aah!
Quadeca - All my life instrumental RandomDudeWithABeanie 2023-02-14 | Sorry for lack of uploads. Losing motivation to do anything lolSong: youtube.com/watch?v=MldLlKs_6Yc&ab_channel=Quadeca-TopicFull Album/Movie: youtu.be/D1YGIqz-hygyoutube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_nrzA_pPvCMG_OeXoGExV-sxpPtc6e7Pz4LyricsIt's about timeI've been feelin' down in all my downtimeI've been waitin' all my life, yeahYeahAnd it's the cold shellKeepin' you content behind a gold cellI've been waitin' all my lifeOoh, ooh, ohAnd it's about timeI've been feelin' down in all my downtimeTake me in one piece, I haven't found mineBut I've been waitin' all my life, yeah, uhAnd it's the cold shellKeepin' you content behind a gold cellWhen nothin' feels like home, you find a motelWhere I've been stayin' all my life, yeahI got problems that I can't even acknowledgeLook how things changed ever since I got to collegeI been so bothersome, I never wanna be a burden to youBut will you call me sometime?Think I need my reassurance through youAnd I swear, I swear, I swearSometimes, it still feels like you're right thereTo meBack inIt's a fuckin' chain reactionWatch out, these days got it packed inI cut out all these new fuckin' distractionsRealize I gotta go and take some action, action, and I'm livin' likeI can't believe what they saidIt's been too long to forgetIt's about timeI've been feelin' down in all my downtimeI've been waitin' all my life, yeahYeahAnd it's the cold shellKeepin' you content behind a gold cellI've been waitin' all my lifeAnd it's about timeI've been feelin' down in all my downtimeTake me in one piece, I haven't found mineBut I've been waitin' all my life, yeah, uhAnd it's the cold shellKeepin' you content behind a gold cellWhen nothin' feels like home, you find a motelWhere I've been stayin' all my life, yeah
Earl Sweatshirt - Hoarse instrumental RandomDudeWithABeanie 2023-01-28 | best song off of Doris. other instrumentals of this song don't feel complete so I used melody ml again for thisLyrics:Gorgeous chrome-plated horse whipHome-making paintings for poor quality porn flicksCourt adjourned and the verdict's still saucySack swinging like Dub-D40 on a door hingeGood lord, walk light like the floor slickLook bored, hoard all mics in a force gripPro-abortion endorsing his own importanceOr leaving opponents floating with paper and dirty porcelainPinnacle of titillating crisp spitFist clinched emulating '68 OlympicsRock it from the cradle 'til he middle aged and limp-stickedCoughing from the stable probably indicating spliff's litDismissed, feel it in that saturated craniumHeavy as insurance off a spanking new laser gunCrazy heart, hazy lung, making art, raking fundsCrowd going dumb like Palin's sonAnd it always follows AutumnNo home for the weakNo insurance for your prideJiveAnd it always follows AutumnI sit in thought 'til the flow is rightThen throw some D on all available open micsSmoke it right proposing these niggas over wipeMore because I normally toilet bowl with a broken pipeShit, the former soloist who flow was sickThe token sober kid stressed so the role was switchedNow Four Lokos down the hole and a loaded spliffLook who's as useless as a broken wrist when tryna open shitNigga cold is what you need to keep the poultry inResulting in me rolling slick as bottom of the bowling kicksEarly man, you posers know me as the troll throwingMoldy donut holes at your grody ho from his cronies' whipEating like the kids when you take 'em off RitalinThrowing temper tantrums at the window of your whip againSweeping up the glass to use it as a garnish overTracks damaged like the leg he limping to the barn withChickenshitsTemper 'bout as thick as tips of pencils is, missiles to the picket fenceWho spit as good fingerlickin' bitch bet, it's36 fish netted like the hook was inefficientAnd it always follows AutumnNo home for the weakNo insurance for your prideJiveAnd it always follows Autumn
Quadeca - Back by Popular Demand instrumental RandomDudeWithABeanie 2023-01-19 | I couldn't think of anything for the descriptionoriginal song: youtu.be/h0GZww1ospQlyrics Back by popular demandBack with the offers in my handBack with my heart under the sandBack, yeah, I'm back, it ain't hard to understandBeen gone for all of my lifeBefore it's time you gotta call it a night, yeahDon't be surprised if they all turn off the lightsI throw it all away to learn this shit twice, yeahToo many opps, not that you would knowI put two greek columns in my studio (Lets get it rolling with DJ Benjamin now)I was hot in your office, in the waiting roomI been on my over everything, I got whats made for twoAnd now they ask me about how long this shit has taken you, who knowsLook at everything they tried to take from you, too slowAlmost lost my life like I was slated to, too closeI won't show my face I gotta take my foot, to go (yeah)Been gone for all of my lifeBefore it's time you gotta call it a night, yeahDon't be surprised if they all turn off the lightsI throw it all away to learn this shit twiceYeah, I'm back babyBack by popular demandBack with my offers in my handBack with my heart under the sandBack, yeah, I'm back, it ain't hard to understandLet's get it rolling, with DJ Benjamin, nowDO93
Quadeca - Its all a game instrumental RandomDudeWithABeanie 2023-01-14 | arguably the best song on fmty Song: youtube.com/watch?v=YINz4VBpbFE&ab_channel=Quadeca-TopicFull Album/Movie: youtu.be/D1YGIqz-hygyoutube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_nrzA_pPvCMG_OeXoGExV-sxpPtc6e7Pz4Lyrics (for covers or singing along or something I guess)And it's all a game, I'm the only one, who else should have your name?Fall in love until it's not the sameIf you lose me, don't you take the blameYeah, uhWhen it's all said and done, it's much easier done than saidAll I see is blue when you leavin' it all on readI don't wanna talk through it, I already got through itSo stop askin' me if I need a moment againI need a moment alone, but I've seen some moments extendI'd rather sabotage my heart then to see it broken againSo I- (Uh), self-sabotageEverything I'm hidin' is the reason that I camouflage'Cause would I still be in the picture if we had to turn the cameras off?Put my hands together and pray that I'd get some damn applauseUh, it's unlikelyNotice the more that I put myself down, the more everybody like meSo I never win, you, me, them, I want fucking everythingAnd once I get it, I know that I won't feel like anythingIt'll be the same as before, I don't wanna play this game anymore, yeahAnd it's all a game, I'm the only one who else should have your name?Fall in love until it's not the sameIf you lose me, don't you take the blameI just hit refresh againLike maybe, this time it's gonna changeSitting here and clicking buttons like it's all a fuckin' gameI'll admit that I'm insecure like my fuckin' trackSometimes I say "I love you" just so I can hear it back (Back)Maybe that makes me fuckin' toxicI been on the same shit, I been so obnoxiousPassin through the matrix, since we left for collegeI gotta be patient, I don't see you oftenAt least we can FaceTime, hold you when we have a chatForgot how you feel, I got accustomed to the shattered glassYeah, a thousand miles from home made meFeel like we're together even when we're all aloneI'm ungrateful, why the fuck do I complain?My subconscious always hit me prematurely with the shameI'm alive, I've been lookin' for a dead endThinkin' it will keep me safeBut if I stop being afraid to lose, there won't even fuckin' be a gameAnd it's all a game, I'm the only one who else should have your name?Fall in love until it's not the sameIf you lose me, don't you take the blame
Quadeca - Gone Gone instrumental RandomDudeWithABeanie 2023-01-04 | I really like this song. especially the intro to it. Gives me some space earthbound or ghost type vibesOriginal song: youtube.com/watch?v=SNqStcF2YUA&t=0s&ab_channel=ImaginationLyrics (from some dudes youtube comment)Throwin' hands in the airHow'd I ever care?You only been the sameI could explain it to you, ooI could explain it to you, oo, oooI look from outer spaceRunning laps, been outta shapeWhen you hit me back, I was outta stateGone, gone without a traceWell, I knew it was perfect timingComing to, all I heard was silenceAll that you weren't smilingAll that I heard about it Acting so unusual—Uh, to meAhh, ahh, ahh, ahhAhh, ahhAhh, ahh, ah—Ahh, ah—Ahh, ah—
Quadeca - Picking up hands instrumental RandomDudeWithABeanie 2022-12-28 | I think the images look better without textoriginal song: youtube.com/watch?v=DMNO8MEEirs&ab_channel=Quadeca-Topicfull album/movie: youtu.be/5tbOspjJ5f0https://youtube.com/playlist?list=OLA...Lyrics[Intro]Touching the groundPick up my handsThen I turn aroundCovered in skin[Refrain]It's that room, it's the wall, it's the poster and allAnd the lamp was still swinging its chordIt's the shadowy weight and the footsteps I takeMade a mark through the dust on the floorAnd I saw my mother's eyesFor the second timeFor the second time[Chorus]Same carpet I crawled inSame bucket I was washed inI gave all that time to youI was tryna figure out the faucetsTall marks on the wall chartsIt's the wrong parts getting longerI was standing so far awayI don't wanna go another dayI—Same basket you carried meI need you there with meI need you just down the hallI looked up and downDidn't wanna make a soundI was so far awayI don't wanna go another dayI trace back the groundFlip my placemat aroundAnd I call, but the dog runs away from me nowI been staring at the ceiling, I've been fucking terrifiedI been tryna get these feelings out, inside, I'm paralyzedSame old tree, seen it all peaking through the blindsI can't do it, how I used to climbGravity been getting used to my weightSame carpet I crawled inSame bucket I was washed inI gave all that time to youI was tryna figure out the faucetsTall marks on the wall chartsIt's the wrong parts getting longerI was standing so far awayI don't wanna go another dayThe same basket you carried meI need you there with meI need you just down the hallFollow me closelyI wanna know the place you've beenLazarus skinPicked up my handsIt's that room, it's the wall, it's the poster and allAnd the lamp was still swinging its chordIt's the shadowy weight and the footsteps I takeMade a mark through the dust on the floorAnd I saw another lightUnder your doorNot like before[collage of previous hooks and lyrics]By this point, I thought I would have answersI thought that was the universal consolation prizeTo say "Thanks for playing, this is what the game was", you know?Unspoken agreements that make perfect sense until you say them out loud
Quadeca Not a Diss Track instrumental RandomDudeWithABeanie 2022-12-26 | 3 years and no instrumental. Sadly you can still hear the lyrics a bit(Originally by Kelly Portis)Lyrics If my life is a movie, then that shit is borin', I do not involve with drama (Nah)But I'm still quoted more than the fuckin' Dalai Lama (Ha!)This for the white kids who still singin' that "Thotiana" (Huh?)In the back of they mom's new Honda, sayin', "Please play the song 'Mo Bamba'!" (Hahah!)This for all The Maury Show contestants who really are the father (Damn)This for the bitch with the hydroflask instead of the bottled water (Facts)I don't need a fucking alma mater to make my alma mater (Wait what?)I mean my alma matter (Uh)I'm looking at they angry face, mistake it all for laughter (Yeah)I'm throwing laterals with life, ain't dropped the ball, but I just toss it backwards (Damn)And in the face of every open door, I'm walking backwardsThe signs more encrypted than Stalin's passwords (For real)My enemies must like Kendrick Lamar's DAMN. album, the way I got 'em talking backwards"Please check your DM's!" Nah, bitch, I would have to follow back firstIt's not gon' happen, but looking back, I have fallen fasterGave so many pages of my life to them, that I lost some chapters (Facts)Yeah, they don't want a friendship (No)They wanna spot on that private jet and they friend's ship (Friend's ship)Yeah, bitches see me hold my tongue and it make 'em all wanna French kiss (Haha)Want my bread to have some drip, I asked the chef for French dip (Facts)Yeah, I'm hispanic, but she fuck me like I'm a French man (Bonjour, bitch)I'm graduating, but I act like I'm a fucking freshman (Haha!)Just to raise they expression when my name is mentioned (Uh-huh)I always meet the deadlines, never banged an extensionNever claimed to be anything but great, and I meant it (Brrr!)The other day, I asked God why He made an exception Or did He rig it like Russians did invading elections?These my favorite questions (Yeah)This the shit I prayed and stressed when depraved and neglected, making impressions I must've made an impression, I think I stayed for a second too long Made an impressive new song, came to collect my dues onChecking my name, like luggage , my plan came with coverage Yeah, put that shit in a fucking mausoleumMy numbers so high, even God can see 'emI mean God can see everything, but He can really see it I just jumped into the game, I fucking Philly D'd it Sorry, I been missing class, I been too busy teaching Nah, ain't nobody spitting facts, they been too busy reaching Man, I just went and talked to Genius, dropped a billboardShot a vid and hit the charts, so you could say it's been a busy weekend Fuck everybody in the comments who going, "Say it faster!" I don't give a shit, Playboi Carti's my favorite rapper Old-heads so confused by the fucking matter Invalidate the music, dismiss it as mumble rappers "A SoundCloud rapper, not a thought for the art" Well, check a year later, those rappers at the top of the charts So, check the program, old man, time to get hip with itThey still judging my song by the platform used to distribute it Have I surpassed the status of a YouTube rapper, or set the bar? One of the other, so let's decide what the records are Can't decide what my message is, can't provide 'em with every part Can't define it or align with a specific sound without heading far off I got stylistic ADHD This probably the longest I've rapped on the same beatAnd when I say 'on the beat', I mean that shit loosely, I mean that shit moves me I mean it never gets through to me, it drifts through me Check the television againThink I just decided I'm ready to be the man, yeah Huh, think I'm ready to be the man Graduating with a mill', I got everything in my hand I've done everything that I planned, I'm too calculated for calculus Got you shaking when you fucking dream, I'm sleep paralysis Since the album hit, I've been stackin' chips tryna balance shit Really pulling strings, got my fingers covered in calluses Yeah, think I'm ready to be the hottest (Hot, hot!)Cop Versace to replace all the skeletons in my closet Chilling with grapes in my mouth, ain't that divine? Still got three years before I can legally have a glass of wine I'm like a tax bracket; I make a class divideAnd classify my raps and rhymes as the blood of a mastermind (Mastermind)These artists lack the grind, don't have the time to write they tracks and linesI mix and master mine, so before I draw it, get back in line (Haha!)Try to block my shine, but I make 'em look like a bad curtain Ain't that certain, a fast return, now I'm back working That's an understatement, like saying Hitler's a bad person Or like Shane Dawson saying he's more of a cat person Yeah, I treat every single verse like it's my last verse, andI've been carrying so many tracks that my back's hurting I'm back, lurking more awkwardly than your dad flirtingCutting up a beat till it's bloody, like I'm a bad surgeon
Quadeca Dont Mind Me Instrumental RandomDudeWithABeanie 2022-12-26 | Hoping somebody starts uploading the instrumentals too. Running out of cool picturesoriginal song: youtube.com/watch?v=Lxl44UX586ofull album/movie: youtu.be/5tbOspjJ5f0youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_kR5jQv1aG1GCUNYl6STFjmAQrxAnNsVmElyrics (Copied off the internet)Don't mind meI'm somewhere in betweenClosed eyes and a dreamClosed eyes and a dreamDon't mind meComb through the picturesSearch and seizureI'm somewhere in betweenA coma and some anesthesiaSomewhere in betweenClosed eyes and a dreamClosed eyes and a dream (Dream, dream, dream, dream)Don't mind me (Comb through the pictures)I'm somewhere in between (Search and seizure)Closed eyes and a dream (Somewhere in between)Closed eyes and a dream (Between a coma and your anesthesia)Somewhere in betweenClosed eyes and a dreamOpening boxesLooking for closureYou point to the sky, if only you knewI'm so much closer, yeahYeah, it's alright, I'm right by your sideJust over your shoulderI came here to handle my businessI came here to dust off the sofa, uhHuh (Yeah)Have you canceled my Hulu subscription? (Ooh)You opened my drawer and went through some moreSome letters, a few of the picturesYou made a collage, a souvenir version of meCurated, perfect and neatRebuilt the memories, re-said the words that I speakReborn through the dirt and the weeds, yeahFormaldehydeMaybe you don't have to cryGet the scrapsPiece me back to lifeIgnore the staticGetting more erraticClose the boxes upAnd put that shit up in the atticI'm running outta space up thereLike you won't imagineI'm running outta space up thereI don't know what happenedI don't know where I wentI don't know where I wentLeft for some air, tied to the windOut through the ventDon't mind meI'm somewhere in betweenClosed eyes and a dreamClosed eyes and a dreamDon't mind meComb through the picturesSearch and seizureI'm somewhere in betweenA coma and some anesthesiaSomewhere in betweenClosed eyes and a dreamMmmOpening boxes, looking for closureStanding right here, I shoulda told yaOver your shoulderPoint to the sky, but I'm somewhere much closerAnd now it's hard to try, I could cryI'll help you on the other sideOn the other side (On the other side)On the other side (On the other side)On the other side (On the other side)On the other side (On the other side)
Earl Sweatshirt Mantra Instrumental RandomDudeWithABeanie 2022-12-26 | Only saw the final part of the song so I decided to separate the vocals from the song using https://melody.ml/Original song: youtube.com/watch?v=S1kezgf_fIsFull Album: youtube.com/watch?v=xVWmhbEPpT8&list=OLAK5uy_lPgLeaJZKZGKri_ZhdVHwKvEQXdhHSBAwLyrics Get your ladyCop, piff, inhale and coughRip the label off thisPicked the road that got twistsI'm holding my dick and playing cautiousI'ma show you how it's done right niggaDrop this when the sunlight goneBetter run right home when the sky turn blackScreaming, "Fuck five-O" 'til my line go flatIn that ash-gray Bimmer we'll be callin' that the pigeon coupeJack knife bitches to the couches in they living roomsAsk who the best and I doubt that they picking youBack like how I need to style, I invented you (yup)Act like you don't know the nameOnly time I ain't eating when the cho-cha stankyListening to Pre, getting dome while I lane switchBitches by the three licking coke off the pinkyThe poster child, you're 'posed to hate meBold and wild, you broke and angry, my niggaName getting bigger than the difference between usNiggas is fake, I limit the features I give 'emSweat (sweat) shirt (shirt)You know you famous when the niggas that surround you switchAnd if they hating in a passive tense, now they hounding dickAnd you ain't ask for thisNow you surrounded with a gaggle of a hundred fucking thousand kidsWho you can't get mad at, when they want a pound and pic'Cause they the reason that the traffic on the browser quickAnd they the reason that the paper in your trouser's thickI said, Sweat (Sweat) shirt (shirt)You can tell the Reaper I'ma meet him when he send for meWith a cleaver and a .30 and some twisted weedI pick one and let the crimson leak, nigga (nigga)Get your ladyCop, piff, inhale and coughRip the label off thisPicked the road that got twistsI'm holding my dick and playing cautiousYou used to say you like violinsAnd your lifestyle depend on meAnd I know it's night time when you get lonelyAnd tell all your little friends how that bitch stole meAnd despite all the facts that you got phonyYou gon' tell them about the night that you exposed me for the bastard I wasAnd how I probably smashed every bitch that I passed in the clubAnd the last couple months was the worst 'cause I smashed all the trustThat I earned in the past couple months that we had as a coupleMy absence of fucks was a problem that we ain't ever really get to solveWe just smashed and we scuffledTryna keep it calm but I snap at youNow you're taking all your property back, and it's obvious thatThat, apart from the fact that we fuck, and it's bombMan, I hate when you home, and IAnd when I'm gone I don't call 'cause you nagMan, I brought you the shitAnd I bought you some shitWhat you offering here?(Fuck you offering here?)(I shouldn't even, the fuck)(Fuck this)Nigga, get your ladyCop, piff, inhale and coughRip the label off thisPicked the road that got twistsI'm holding my dick and playing cautious
Quadeca - Fantasyworld instrumental RandomDudeWithABeanie 2022-12-19 | maybe the real fantasyworld was the friends we made along the way original song: youtu.be/EsAl04IqYHUfull album/movie: youtu.be/5tbOspjJ5f0youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_kR5jQv1aG1GCUNYl6STFjmAQrxAnNsVmElyricsCry to sleep, wait a weekAgainOhAmenCounting sheep, crossing streetsEveryone's dead endsOhAmenAnd I'm boredI could be so much moreThan I amThan I amI need to goI heard there's a place for meOne that nobody knowsOne that goes away with meSo I droveMountains awayTo place that ain't realTo a place that ain't realAnd I droveMountains awayTo a place that ain't realThat's where I wanna stayThat place over the hillWhere you dream about crossingIt's not a cry for helpTo rethink your optionsIt's your mom's bakery in MaineIt's that cabin in SwedenIt's the going offlineIt's "Next year, I'll go vegan"It's not a "Woe is me"It's a hold the door openThat's a fantasy worldThat's the one that I've chosenSomewhere over the hillWhere you cry without speakingLeave your door slightly creakingIt's all leaking awayWhen there's nothing to sayThere's no point anymoreThe words touch your mouthAnd they fall to the floorSo why try to move a hairWhen you barely exist?That's a fantasy worldThat's where I wanna liveAnd I floatMountains awayWhere no one can stay...And I goNot in a rush
Quadeca - House Settling ft Danny Brown (instrumental) RandomDudeWithABeanie 2022-12-08 | one of my favorites off the albumoriginal song: youtu.be/vNCGkbmk9Ukfull album/movie: youtu.be/5tbOspjJ5f0youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_kR5jQv1aG1GCUNYl6STFjmAQrxAnNsVmElyricsFirst things first, can we get shit straight?I've been alone since you left me in your wakeI've been alone to reflect on my mistakesI've been alone since whenWhen you offered me your forgivenessI was begging you not to breathe inTried to yell at you from a distanceCould you tell when you let me seep in?Put my feet on the floorOver each, every boardHeard a creak, turning weakTurn the heat up some moreIt was spreading, you said it was house settlingIt's nothing, nothing, a howl in the windRationalize me away if it helpsHome sweet home, I can't stay nowhere elseI cuddled up in the vase on the shelfAshes, ashes, a place to myselfAnything, give me anythingCan't let you be, house settlingCracks in the wall, frames that hide it allDents in the rug, aging cytosolBreathe in the air, laced with my withdrawalsTaken by a god, breaking my alarmsDead to meDead to meLet you breatheHouse settlingLock out the pity, you been dizzy, you been tiredYou been busy, keep yourself busy, let the paint dryI feel guilty, I feel guilty, I can't say whyWords you see through the COBreaks my heart, but I'll give it a tryDead to me (What else am I supposed to do?)Dead to me (Didn't want to cause pain to you)Let you breathe (Just make my presence known)House settling (Until it's set in stone)[Danny Brown:]No you can't see me, but when you smell meWe going off on a deep sleepWhen you didn't help me, no, you won't fail meThink we going down six feetCreep, creep through the crack in the wallsWas never there when you callNow you trapped in that fogNow you're trapped in that fogAin't tryna gas you out, but right now, that's what happeningNo cappingFresh out the stove, it's all overNow it's closed casketsYou dead to me, so rest in peaceWhen you run into a nigga like me, make it real hard to breatheNow you're stuck and can't leaveCan't touch me or feel me, but when you're near meFill up your chest and your eyes get tearySay your peace, say no more griefIt's over now, your soul will sleepNo more pain, don't hurt no moreLost everything you're working forBut life goes on, just not with youLife goes on, just not with youI'm the air you breathe, now get away from meKill everything, no place for meSaid no one's safe when I touch your faceI'ma leave it cold, just how it goYou dead to me, just go to sleepYou're dead to me, say "R.I.P."You're dead to me, just go to sleepYou're dead to me, say "R.I.P."[Quadeca:]Can't let you beHouse settling
Quadeca - I didnt mean to haunt you ranked RandomDudeWithABeanie 2022-12-04 | This album go hard though...full album/movie: youtu.be/5tbOspjJ5f0youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_kR5jQv1aG1GCUNYl6STFjmAQrxAnNsVmEalso some dude uploaded a video like this the other day ago lol. shoutout to him for beating me in the race11- 0:0510- 0:229- 1:00 (7/10) sorry8- 1:177- 1:426- 1:585- 2:224- 2:403- 3:012- 3:281- 4:31
Quadeca - Fractions of Infinity instrumental RandomDudeWithABeanie 2022-12-04 | my favorite song off of "I didn't mean to haunt you". also no instrumental for this song so I decided to upload it. used some website to separate the vocals and song. favorite part is definitely 0:55original song: youtu.be/z6LqXiAK-80full album/movie: youtu.be/5tbOspjJ5f0youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_kR5jQv1aG1GCUNYl6STFjmAQrxAnNsVmElyrics (May or may not be copied from official music video lol)Lyrics:Intro: Fra-fractions of infinityVerse 1When’s the last time you let yourself think?I might be gone every time I let myself blinkI wouldn’t say I was surprisedOn the 82nd timeWhen’s the last time your love was unrequited? I know I showed up to the party uninvitedIt’s getting hard for me to hide (show me how you’ll sentence me)Running out the light (divided divinity)Chorus:Tell me,You think it’s all in your headYou might be already deadIt’s funny when you think about it all againVerse 2:Been afraid of nothing for so longThat’s why I’m stuck with itBut nothing is gonna changeUntil I change what nothing is And it’s…Fractions of infinityFractions of infinityShow me how you’ll sentence meDivided divinityChorus 2:Tell me,You think it’s all in your headYou might be already deadIt’s funny when you think about it all again…Bridge verse:Every time I miss you,I hear a voice without a faceAnd every time I’m with you,The clock hands wave me out of placeThose words don’t do you justiceThose words don’t do you justiceI see my life inside your handsWalls cave in when you start to prayI’ve seen all I’ll ever understandWouldn’t make sense in another wayI think I hit my target weight,got exorcized (exercise) while I stood in placeGot every time that I couldn’t traceGot restless eyes, they don’t look awayIt emphasized that I shouldn’t stay, okay okayBased on what?Rippin up projector screens, the director screamin cutBased on what?Take 23 let’s get this scene and then it’ll be enoughRight?Throw some grain on if you can and that is thatI’m in that space between your hands about to clap,Those walls are caving in and they say congratulations that’s a wrap.Chorus 3:Tell me,You think it’s all in your headYou might be already deadIt’s funny when you think about it all again…Outro:Those words don’t do you justiceThose words don’t do you justiceThose words don’t do you justice Those words don’t do you justiceThose words don’t do you justice Those words don’t do you justice(fractions of infinity)Those words don’t do you justice (show me how you’ll sentence me)
Quadeca - sorry4dying instrumental RandomDudeWithABeanie 2022-12-04 | seen nobodies uploaded an instrumental for any of the songs except "Born Yesterday". Hoping somebody makes a better one since I really like the piano part of the song around 1:02original song: youtu.be/OqEdk38KxSAfull album/movie: youtu.be/5tbOspjJ5f0youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_kR5jQv1aG1GCUNYl6STFjmAQrxAnNsVmElyrics (I think)Come to think about, it's all in my headFuel tank blink, it's been running in the redPraying for a green light, looking straight aheadNothing else seems right, you know what I saidTold myself to calm down, listen, understandSomewhere, I had god stuck in between my handsEverything I want was never in your plansAnd now it's hard to think...I've been running in and out of dreams repeatingEverything you ever said you see in meSee in me, see in meSo am I not a ghost?Passing through these walls I used to call a homeI left my body lying on the door matTurned away, decided not to go back...I'm not the one, I look around and I see nothingReach through the walls, I tried to scream, it won't come outSorry for dying, I just wanna hold you without hauntingNext thing you knowNext thing you knowNext thing you knowNext thing you knowNext thing you knowNext thing you knowNext thing you knowNext thing you know
