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¡Mayday! - Unplug Feat. Asher Roth (Pass the Dutch Remix)

Newly signed to Tech N9ne's record label Strange Music, Kansas City's very own CES Cru has arrived with their debut solo mix tapes. Godemis' The Deevil is a crafty and otherworldly mix tape from the Midwest's deadliest lyrical mastermind. Created in a cauldron from deepest pits of the Kansas City underground, The Deevil serves as a twisted reminder that no microphone is safe. With a razor sharp tongue that slices through the funkiest of beats with ease, Godemis imposes his sick, lyrical will over the eclectic instrumentals of producer Info Gates. The results are nothing short of astounding and are sure to haunt a listener well after the last track. “Deevil Kneevil” sports an unmatchable flow, “On My Mind” is a love song unlike any you have ever heard and the single “Old Gregg” is as diabolical as it is head-noddable. This mesmerizing debut will let the world know that Godemis and CES Cru will be in hip hop for the long haul and are right at home with the elite artists on Strange Music . Stay tuned because this is just the beginning. (From DatPiff.com)

08 - Flyin A Coupe

¡MAYDAY!
Believers 

"I do not own any right to this song. I posted this song because it is an amazing song and I think everyone should hear it and I am a fan of ¡MAYDAY!'s music."

¡MAYDAY! - Stun Gun Stickup

Chris Webby - Jekyll and Hyde (feat. Stacey Michelle)

[Verse]

My pen sharp, cut paper into a weapon

Bars hotter than a dragon's breath, I'm steppin'

Through the wreckage, city shadows where the rats dwell

Stories on my back, inked deeper than a cracked well



Cash dreams tumble, like dice in a dark alley

Reality hits hard, no finale, no tally

Mic cord wraps round my wrist, no escape

Boom-bap heartbeat, I'm married to the tape



[Chorus]

Mic check, mic check, can you hear me now?

Turntables spin the truth, scratching loud

Boom, bap, boom, bap, feel the crowd

Chaos in the rhythm, heads nodding proud



[Verse 2]

Corner store wisdom, bag of chips and a soda

Flows colder than December, but I spit like a supernova

Neighborhood prophets, preaching on stoops

Youth lost in loops, truth locked in booths



Crumpled bills for the rent, rent's overdue

Dreams break like records when the DJ pulls through

Graffiti on my soul, colors clash and fight

Every verse a war, waged under streetlights



[Bridge]

Spin it back, DJ, let the needle kiss

Vinyl whispers secrets that the world might miss

Static crackles, fills the air with a hiss

This boom-bap’s a sermon, every scratch a bliss

Mic Check Chaos

Factory of Good Times

Genius

The Chemical

Chip On My Shoulder

Break Down

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