SonGodSuns - Over The Counter Culture

Everywhere Once

Beat: Deeskee
Raps: Of Mexican Descent (2Mex & Xololanxinxo)
Edit: Alex Carbajal

Of Mexican Descent - Push the System (A Tiny Hum EDIT)

Some loose raps over classic Beatminerz production. 

Lyrics:
I seen god in a felon’s hands
As a guitar playing John Cougar Mellencamp
When I asked, “What if I’ve done all that I ever can?”
He just said, “Ooh, child, you’re wrong as a weatherman”

So come around playing for the spot I’m at?
That’s a fucking downpayment on a bodybag
‘Stead of fucking up the town wasted in my party hat
I’m on a path to lay a foundation with the Wozniaks 

I know I lollygagged
but on my cardiac,
I swear to y’all I’m back rushing
On my Grant Gustin
To craft something
That doesn’t 
Just vanish in a flash
A classic that’ll last
Longer than a pack of Balishag

Mr. Rogers that, mission control
The path I mentioned like a fraction of a minute ago?
Well, you might see it shimmer and glow
But not a brick of it’s gold
It’s just a lot of people piss on that road

C’mon, select a destination, if I land it
That‘s yet another step I’m taking that they can’t Aldrin
I feel like a Van Alden in a Mueller’s clothes
Fooling folks into thinking that I ain’t a damn problem

But I’m somewhat of a rap shaman
It’ll take more than doors with blood of a lamb on ‘em
‘Cause this shit’s tough
As the punches of Jack Johnson
Or a mother who can’t promise her son that his dad wants him

If I could made the hounds of hell sit
In my House on Elm, then
Who’s been around since Bel Biv
That’ll go round for round for this crown I melted?
Nobody like Alphonse Elrich

The game is to be sold, so I’mma tell it
Relegate me to a role or ever label soul a relic,
You’ve been smoking coke developed into potent Novoselic
All your base are belong to me
No appellate


Stand Strang Freestyle

Fool Wit It Produced by @CamObi. Featuring @ChanceTheRapper.

VIDEO - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wsrPWMeYPxY

VIDEO

Fool Wit It Freestyle (Ft Chance The Rapper)

Debut album is out now. Features members of The Dap-Kings, Lee Fields & the Expressions, and Menahan Street Band. Order now: shop.daptonerecords.com

The Olympians - Mars

Company Flow - Built To Last MIX

More kids are going to die now thanks to the unbelievably selfish immigration policy of places like Saudi Arabia and the USA.

Watch the video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BT2-0y1542I

Father John Misty's album Pure Comedy is available on Deluxe 2xLP / 2xLP / CD / DL / CS in Europe through Bella Union and the rest of the world from Sub Pop.

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LYRICS:

One side says:
“Y’all go to hell”
The other says:
“If I believed in God I’d send you there”
But either way we make some space
In the hell that we create
On both sides

One side says:
“Kill ‘em all”
The other says:
“Line those killers up against the wall”
But either way some blood is shed
Thanks to our cooperation
On both sides

One side says:
“Man, take what’s yours!”
The other says:
“Live on no more than you can afford”
But either way we just posses
And everyone ends up with less
On both sides

Two Wildly Different Perspectives

Underground hip-hop luminaries from East to West unite as Gift Of Gab is joined by R.A. The Rugged Man and A-F-R-O on the new track "Freedom Form Flowing".  Taken from Gift Of Gab's new EP "Rejoice! Rappers Are Rapping Again!", which is now available at https://www.patreon.com/giftofgab.

Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L3dtIyt6U1E

Gift Of Gab + R.A. The Rugged Man + A-F-R-O - Freedom Form Flowing

The Whitefield Brothers - Safari Strut

beat: Michael Volpe 
speech sample: Alan Watts 
rap lyrics/vocals: Alejandro (Alex) Carbajal

lyrics: 

space ranger... space rearranger, middle name Danger/ 
first name Avoid, paranoid stranger/ 

than paradise, stranger, on a mystery train/ 
selective memory makes our histories change/ 

amid blistering pain, moments of pleasure/ 
of artistry no science can measure/ 

I'm not vying for treasure, true riches lie within/ 
awareness of the truth belies the subtlest of grins/ 

and, suddenly, life doesn’t seem as grim/ 
and, suddenly, you’re right back on that limb/ 

but just listen to the wind, let your music take you/ 
make the same mistake until you have a breakthrough/ 

make the same mistake until you have a breakthrough/ 
make the same mistake until the fake will cease to make do/ 

take two... take you 
take us... take us 

---- 

take us to a different place, place us in a state of grace 

take us where we need to go, going ‘cause we need to grow 
take two... 

---- 

take me to another… place where I can hover/ 
and roam space… in a space suit made of rubber/ 

made of space age polymers/ 
last name Klozov, first name Oliver/ 

more fake monikers, what’s in a name?/ 
a rose by any other, would be in no less pain/ 

a rose like any other in the garden/ 
no less golden or million year old carbon/ 

I listen to my jargon, but it falls far below/ 
so I rearrange it, till it all starts to flow/ 

only god really knows, I sat upon the setting sun/ 
you and I and God are one/ 

that you and I… that... everything that is is one/ 
that we’re all God’s parts, and God’s just our sum/ 

take three… take me 
take us... yeah, take us 

---- 

take us to a different place, place us in a state of grace 

take us where we need to go, going ‘cause we need to grow 
take three… take me… 

---- 

higher, take me home, take me to your higher home/ 
take me to your catacombs, we’ll carve our names in stone/ 

name is Mud, Mom’s Earth, Dad’s Water/ 
Wife’s is Love, claims to love, but hates her Father/ 

but she wants to be free, so she’ll learn to forgive/ 
last name is Love, middle name, Is/ 

what’s in a name? With another, she’d still be the same/	
product of seeds, sun, earth, and rain/ 

of space rearranged, wide open spaces/ 
space cowboys in a spaceship seeking homeostasis/ 

or just homosapiens seeking more consciousness/ 
monkeys who suffered the consequence of touching the monolith/ 

we swam across the devil’s lake, onto the red landscape/ 
but we never, never, thought ourselves that clever/ 

take four… will not take place, 
at least, not at this time, and not in this space 

but rest assured... 

rest assured that it would’ve been better	
or not, whatever... 

space ranger 

Copyright © 2019 Alejandro (Alex) Carbajal. All rights reserved.

Space Ranger (Class Camino, Parte 3)

"A Tiny Hum" is an anagram for “humanity.” A Tiny Hum is a music project by 
@Al3xCarbajal.