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Hailing from HOUSTON, TX, EXAMPLE consists of DJ CIPHER and DEKAY.  Slow Motion is from their first classic EP "Impulses"(1997) released on Vinyl & Cassette. Re-released 2013 on vinyl, get it a while you can.

EXAMPLE - SLOW MOTION

Supherb - 90008

Dilated Peoples – Worst Come To Worst (Feat. Guru) (Rework)

People Under The Stairs - San Francisco Knights

Boot Camp Click - And So

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Psycho+Logical-Records 2016

Get on Your Knees / Underground

Underground

Citizen Kane - Elements Of Mind (Black Rain Remix)
From the 90's

Citizen Kane - Elements Of Mind (Black Rain Remix)

The Basement Khemist - Correct Technique
(From The 90's)

The Basement Khemist - Correct Technique

Shadez Of Brooklyn -  Change
(from the 90's)

Shadez Of Brooklyn -  Change

Finger Pop ft.  Wildelux (cuts)Chinch33 prd. Ben Hedibi

South Bronx [Explicit]

Son A Bluntz - Don't Snooze (1998)

Fly Counterparts -  (Produced By IceRocks) [More Cashmere]

Full Clip - Gang Starr

Group Home - 2 Thousand

Thrust - Past, Present, Future

The Outfit - Rise & Shine (1997)

Don't Sleep Records is proud to present the second single off Tiff the Gift's forth coming album It Gets Greater Later titled Somebody produced by the French beat specialist Link Rust.  Somebody is the perfect example of what happens when dope lyrics and beats collide. Phoniks debuted the record on his mix for Chillhop Music, you can check that out in the link below. Be on the lookout for Tiff's new LP coming soon on Don't Sleep! We are pumped up and excited for this release and we hope you all are too. 

Awon

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Tiff the Gift - Somebody prod. Link Rust

Greetings my friends. I have returned with another track from the depths. 

This song I wanted to try something a little bit different, and stray away from my normal vocal approaches where I find myself trying to fill almost every empty space within the soundscape with my words. 
I often looked at my role in the music as doing just that, but as of late I've begun to reflect deeply on everything that I do. 
I find myself looking at some of the most famous songs within my memory, ones that a great many people find dear. One thing I always notice is just that simplicity can often have the widest reach and gives the biggest spaces for personal interpretation. Some of the best songs have the simplest phrases that still emphasize a message or point. 

That being said each time I find myself writing, it's always intense lyrical songs that are filled to the brim with syllables and interesting words. I can't seem to stray away from it.. 

This song I want to try something a little bit slower and leave some spaces in my phrases, taking a different look at how I decorate the beat with my vocals. The song is mostly for fun with lyrics that are stylistic in nature and in their focus.

Much love to the producer: https://soundcloud.com/dustfingaz he sent me a few tracks and I was instantly attracted to the sounds that he used to create his instrumentals. 
It's spawned a great relationship in many great conversations, there is certainly more on the way from the both of us!

I sincerely hope that you enjoy it. 

Lyrics below for those who are interested.




--------------------------------------------- LYRICS ---------------------------------------------

VERSE 1
MY ALGORITHM, PROGRAMMED VERSATILE,
WHEN AND WHILE, 
I'M GOING WILD WITH THE LYRICAL, 
PEEP THE CUSTOMIZED - LOAD OUT, 
ONE MILLION WAYS,
TO THROW THE FLOW OUT, 
WITH THE WORD, I BE A PRO NOW, 
WITH THE WAY~~
THE WORD IS PRONOUNCED. 
BEEN SNEAKING IN THE SHADOW ON THE LOW DOWN, 
SILENTLY LANDED UPON THE GROUND-
WITH NO SOUND. 
NO WAY NO HOW, 
ONE COULD THWART MY METHOD, 
THE WAY THAT, 
I GET ACROSS MY MESSAGE, 
EMBEDDED IN THE BRAIN - BE THE CHARACTERS AND SENTENCE,
I FOCUS ON LEARNING ON LESSONS, 
TO FLOW THE CRESCENT -
ACCURATE TO HIGH PERCENTAGE 
WITH EACH AND EVERY SEGMENT, I'M SENDING THE ESSENCE, 
VIBES CAPTURE AND COLLECTED IN RECORDING SESSIONS, 
THOSE ARE MY INTENTIONS, 
AN HONEST REFLECTION, 
WITH ALL OF MY EXPRESSIONS. 

HOOK:
I HITS THEM WITH THE STYLE, LIKE A SMACK, 
MALEV A FLIP'D A TRACK
MY POSITION, 
SITTIN BACK-
RIPPIN THE RHYTHM WITH THE RHYTHMICAL RAPS 
THE STYLE ON THE TRACK JUST ADD THE KNICKS& KNACKS 

VERSE 2 
YO, 
WELL IT A BE HE, WHO FROM HERE, 
MAKE THAT SHADOWY PREMIERE. 
THROW A THU'UM LIKE THE GREYBEARD, 
STYLE PIERCED, 
THRUST STRAIGHT LIKE THE SPEAR, 
THROUGH THE SMOKE-SWEAT AND TEARS,
I DISAPPEAR, 
IN THE POOF,
AND REAPPEAR,  I'M COMING CRYSTAL CLEAR. 
STYLE - FLASH & FLAIR, BROWN-TIED-BACK HAIR. 

WHERE I BEEN? 
I BEEN HERE, MANIFEST NO FEAR. 
I DRIVE & STEER, EQUIPPED WITH THE GEAR. THE SOLO-
SHINOBI-FLOW, MUSKATEER, 
WHO ENGINEER, 
THE ILL LINE THAT YOU HEAR. 

~~FROM THE VIBE IN THE ATMOSPHERE, 
TO THE ROOFTOPS I OVERHEAR~~

FOR THE PAST FEW YEARS, 
WITH EACH JAM I'VE REVEALED,
IT'S THE MIND THAT I'VE CLEARED. 

VERSE 3
COULD YOU DO ME A FAVOR? 
GIVE ME THAT,  
TYPE OF LAYER, 
SO I CAN FADE IN, THE SHADOWS
&MAYBE SAVOR, THE FLAVORS, 

-AS ACREATOR.

I GOT THE PENCIL, 
WHERES THE PAPER? 
THE INSTRUMENTAL, & THIS VAPOR, 
GOT, ME FEELIN GREATER - GOT-
ME FEELING HYPER, 
I AM A RHYMER, 
&A WRITER, &I LIKE TO WRITE UP, 
ALL TYPES OF TYPES OF, 
ILL LINES OF MY DESIGN'AH, 
INFILTRATING INSIDE OF 
-THE MUSCLE, -
THE MIND'AH,
THROUGH EVERY WALL & EVERY FIBRE, 
GOT'TAH STRIK'AH, 
A BALANCE 'TWEEN A LOVER&A FIGHTER



Malev

Knick-Knacks: Produced by dustfingaz [Lyrics in Description]

It doesn't take long for the nightmarish news
To sweep the world like a shockwave
The mighty Man of Steel, once the superchampion, admired by billions
Has proclaimed himself a wildman
Afraid of going on an uncontrollable rampage at any moment

Kool Keith

Ayo stupid, you thought I was over
Living like Oscar, Big Bird and Grover
I'm the X the man the first challenger
I keep rhymes in place like Bob Gallagher
Fittin, and in the chair I'm sittin
Rappers know I'm Kool, rappers know I'm Keith
Like Charlie Brown, good grief
I see rappers I know they turned African
I just pedal my bike, then I laugh again
I pull the girls with thread and one string
They say I'm steppin to them for one thing
But I don't think so, you think so, really?
Tapes is wack and new MC's sound silly
I hate to criticize, I have a problem
In this school wack rappers I'll solve them
They wanna be like Ultra on the jizz-ock
Try to act like they not but on the cizz-ock
Suckin, takin, aw-ll be slurpin
Comical bums your wack jams ain't workin
You ain't got the style to rock no man
You get a pound from me, but with no hand
Diss em!, I'm not the one Miss Ferguson
Cold stupid as hell like George Jefferson
Yeah, you dummies better be careful
I pick up rappers and throw away a handful
Yes... I'm Pluckin everyone's card 

[steppin to the man]
(repeat 3X)

Twinkle twinkle twinkle little star
Behind those glasses I know who you are
You Racer X, here's rubber speed
You dissin James? He's chicken feed
He can't rap or clap or make a feet tap
How bout Monie and Nikki? they both bullcrap
I see light in my lamp, but not on the mic
How could I diss myself in front of Dolemite
You wanna preach and teach and be a rebel
Then underline disguise and be the devil
Call yourself God, can you make it rain?
Can you tell me how or what I'm thinkin in my brain?
I'm not the bighead kid who wanna show off
I just pick up the mic and then I blow off
Dirt, crumbs, any type of feather
You ain't genuine, toyin real leather
Pleather, coming out in the weather
You rap on R&B tracks and whatever
Hi Uncle Tom, go head entertain
Dance and get sweaty, and let me use my brain
I think twice about the big bow tie
You wearin one? I wanna know why
I see fools all dressed in tuxedos
And at the Grammy's, a bag of Fritos
Dumb people wonder, dumb people think
Just to be large, do they have to wear a mink
Drive a Cadillac, drive a Benzo
A Rolls Royce with a funky Testarosso
I'd rather stay in New York and not Hollywood
Fool, I'm Pluckin everyone's card 

[steppin to the man]
(repeat 4x)

You takin off you're gold and for what?
Because you wanna be down and so what?
You buy your African beads from Koreans
Africans, you walkin by human beings
You don't know, you're so stupid
Take the books you read you're still stupid
Learn, see the rappers I burn
You're coming next, it's your turn
Let me sprinkle Salt, let me sprinkle Pepa
On doo-doo, and whatever
You wanna speak on the X, then let's go with this
I know I'm talented, good, and such a pro at this
Trade, skill, future my job
And at lunch I eat a rap shishkabob
You wanna spin with the real and make a big deal
Yes, you're in the showcase showdown
I hope you're ready to rock and come blow down
Huff, and puff, like the big bad wolf
I'm not the man concerned with that story
Look out, watch, you're Three Feet and Sinkin
The Tribe's are lost and everyone's breath stinkin
[Ahhh, to the crossroad] (X-Clan sample)
Look at one man carry many loads
I gotta move enlighten a sleepy world
Remember, I'm

Pluckin everyone's card [steppin to the man]
Pluckin everyone's card (yell at the top of my lungs) [steppin to the man]
(repeat 3X)

Hahahahaha, you can't even focus the energies of your own body
How can you hope to topple the God of War, against his will?

Pluckin everyone's card (yell at the top of my lungs)
(repeat 3X)

You're one of those peace loving folk singers
Errrrr, let her contend with this...

Ultramagnetic MC's - Pluckin Cards (1991) (Native Tounges, X-Clan, Salt N Pepa Diss)

Digable Planets - Rebirth of Slick (Cool like Dat) (1992)

01 son a bluntz-don't snooze

Stezo - Bring the Horns (1989)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wgf_ujr5XrE
Listen up, check it, E-Rule's about to wreck it
No anaphora in my aura, verse I got the works when I freak it
Disarm unique wits warms I seek it
Diaphoretic in the energetic
More than motion draws up kinetic, being combined with the vibe
Not a man'll transcribe, though they tried
I jot down in all and I do it all indeed I rock the whole jam
Chumps know the program, identical to no man
When I get busy who is he
My formula rhymes
In parallel lines in perfect, mics to short circuit
Hark, it's worth it
I'm on the brink of blowin up, y'all
Examine hits however they fall with mics in flight
Graphic when I grabs it, gab with forms of this sort
Words I comports with no buts ands or ifs
Laid on the reel, eventually the skill'll build
I bag a ?? of the ?? ism, ill and chill
When I feel I grow like shrubs over dubs indulging buds
Maybe 4-20 Team hits on the elements of green
What's the word? Travel more than six-third
Brothers in mad words to build upon the scene for the time being
Dips that intervene God, what's the catch
Knows I can't freak a sketch, got a panoramic view
Plus I'm true, pull no stunts on the crew or you're through
That's a fact, future knack flung by the tongue
Hark to what the god brung, listen up

Flip I'm bagging your click, mark my words
See you never knew
You wouldn't boast at all if you had heard my skills
Secluded in my unit rip rhymes to flow fluent
Manifest my Flat hair style
Be direct from the West I flare form and dare chumps to test
Try and press, I evansesce the stress, more or less
Marvelous my drifts, I stride boroughs through the fifth
When I shift my zone, got melodic tone
Flows I freak course
The mic my resource, so let me go on and check
Live and direct, to wreck a technique, I freak mad, mad mystique
When I speak, I peak, E-Rule's unique
[Fly as well??], spark like a [super bell??] blastin'
Punks are plastic, I'm drastic, ill like Romana
Diggin Afrodonna's in order, no game retain my name
Here it is E-Rule supreme I get biz, you know the scene
That you quote, check what I wrote, recaps responses
No nonsense, hear the ism to confound mannerism
Swarms gettin warm due to lingo that I give em
Like that, while you heark to my wis'
Check em' for the sound god and there it is


Fresh in the mind to freak thought in writing rhyme
Born and inclined, I'm juking no chimes, Sign of the no-Times
I make a killin', talkin' willin' got the feelin'
All my skill and functions are modulations as I break trends
Meetin' ends with [mellifluous??] my God sends
Got the format, many swore that, I wouldn't drop
Now I got props, you heard my chumpie, I never slump
See punks are left back, I'm ill like Lefrak, when I kick
My tone slick drifts to fit, manifestin' this
Darts thoughts emerge on a hit
You know this foul words you never utter
Cause you know the god's butter
Got my game down pat so my sound's fat
Flow from the end of the pound tracks, rip it then max
I be's aloof to the punks, flowin' the gimmicks and acts
I got the formula, I'm warnin' ya the vibe be mad ill
Expade'in through the feel you're feelin', it's that appealin'
Greenbacks I'm reelin', aloof to kids who be stealin'
I ?? ?? not a punk or servile
I'm magnanimous, I grow like canibus, never animus
When I unfold, hope the next man don't plan to bust gold
My form is, after swarm is, enormous the wordin
Of born is, showin em all what gettin warm is
Indeed, harken as I proceed
E-Rule the wise appraise 'em all
Got a next level song and then I'm gone

Erule - Listen Up (1994)

EPMD - The Big Payback (1989) Remix

MC Shan - Down By Law

Street poets - mindless (psyco mix) 1995

Sic Sense - Positional Bypass

Check out the video here:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gg5cJu1Zcws

Meyhem Lauren - Got The Fever [Produced by IceRocks]

Son A Bluntz - Don't Snooze - 1996

Combined Operation - So Cold - 1998

It Ain't Nuttin' (ft. MF Doom)

Dilated Peoples - Confidence - 1997

Dead Poetz Society - Lick A Shot - 1996

Call O' Da Wild - Clouds Of Smoke

Pete Rock & InI - Grown Man Sport

Top hip Hop tracks since my birth... Yes it is 2013 right now, but There is still some dope albums to come :D

Lord Finesse - Bad Mutha
Pete Rock & CL Smooth - The creator
Grand Puba - 360 Degrees (SD50 RMX)
Souls of Mischief - cab fare
Fu Schnickens - Who Stole the Pebble
Pete Rock & Deda - Blah Uno
Al´ Tariq - Foxxy Brown
Black Attack - My Crown
Rasco - Hip Hop Essentials
High & Mighty, Mos def & Mad skillz - B-boy document 99
Non Phixion - 4W´s
Illin P - Freestyle
Atmosphere - Saves the day
MF Doom & Mr. Fantastic - Anti matter
Dilated Peoples - World on Wheels
Afu Ra - God of rap
Surreal & the sound providers - Just gettin´ started
Evidence - Chase the clouds away
Murs - I´m Innoncent
Apollo Brown - Sweeter than wine
Oddisee, Kenn Starr & Sareem Poems - Lower the Boom
Kev Brown - The random joint
MED & Talib Kweli - Classic (Bozdiers rmx)

Enjoy!

Sic Sense - Positional Bypass

Lowercase G