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AKIKAZE

obito

描きたいテーマの中 手合わせば明確なイメージ

全体像では抽象 細かい糸1つをグッと握る

Fall state of mind

State of mind 今音の中 sink

面倒だが自ら見つける必要

起きればどこかに消えてる月曜

風に吹かれたか雑踏紛れたか

空は雨模様 街の模様

人が絡まる糸の様 どこか冷めて目はうつろ

ほつれる糸の様な心 移ろう

カゲロウの様な秋を前に梅雨は抜け雲が飛ぶ

街で騒ぐマイメンの側に寄る

.bblsビートで抜けよう 染みてく肌に風が涼しく

雨がやめば優しく見守る

ギラつかなくなった太陽が全てを照らす

Beats ride in 時期始まるwinter

乾いたwind 上着が必要な夜を

一歩一歩 進んだ金土

Beats ride in 時期始まるwinter

覗いたwindow セピア色の記憶を

一個一個  書いてる金土

貯まる落ち葉に一粒の水がfall

Imagine 湧いた feel like a bomb

季節の狭間だけが見せる光景 beautiful

24 重なる life is chain of moment

唾は飲み込め その重たい瞼刻み込め

いくら曲のためでも塞ぎ込めば NO

想う 全て俺のため

時は無常だから

描き終えれば靴を履き

仲間を揶揄うため 飲みに出ようか

歩く道の背中暗く

漂う落ち葉が

歩く道の先は光る

落ちる落ち葉が

Beats ride in 時期始まるwinter

乾いたwind 上着が必要な夜を

一歩一歩 進んだ金土

Beats ride in 時期始まるwinter

覗いたwindow セピア色の記憶を

一個一個 書いてる金土

  • Lyricist

    obito

  • Composer

    bbls

  • Producer

    bbls

  • Recording Engineer

    obito

  • Mixing Engineer

    obito

  • Mastering Engineer

    obito

  • Rap

    obito

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    AKIKAZE

    obito

Creation exists as an extension of everyday life.
And somewhere in the middle of making something, the seasons quietly slip past.

"Autumn Wind" captures that in-between moment -
the air of the city as the leftover heat of summer fades,
and a state of mind sinking deeper into sound.

Without ever seeing the full picture, the song was written by pulling on one thin thread at a time.

The beat is produced by bbls, a beatmaker from Naha and a longtime collaborator who shares the same roots and timeline as Obito, both belonging to studio jamm.
No explanation is needed for that closeness -
the words stay close to daily life, and the sound breathes naturally alongside them.

Mondays disappear somewhere,
and Friday and Saturday move forward one step at a time.
In the noise of the city, there's a moment when only the wind turns slightly cold.

This track documents the present -
standing in the narrow space between creation and everyday life.

It isn't flashy,
but like a sun that no longer glares,
it quietly illuminates everything.

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