bro you got mac miller vibes and that's saying something he was such a diverse and talented deep artist.

Unhinged

Unhinged (feat. Mick Jenkins)

I'm going on a US + Canada tour starting May 8th
for tix: http://www.lookingatbirds.co

merch

luigi's mansion (prod. wun two)

scared of my shadow (prod. wun two)

drifloon (prod. wun two)

shout out to my man nasty nick.
@tfnasty
@tkdwn

atlas & na$ty - gods (prod. tkdwn)

OUR COMPASS

hood drive in

Kind Ain't Easy walks the hard road between grace and grit. These songs tell stories of people who've seen life up close - their scars, their laughter, their stubborn tenderness all laid bare in the dust and the rain. The album moves through love's heat and heartbreak, through the quiet ache of being misunderstood, through the long work of staying gentle in a rough-edged world. Each track carries a soul worn but unbroken, searching for redemption not in heaven but in human hands. The sound leans bluesward - raw and honest - with country weaving through it like the slow hum of a backroad engine.

Half the voices here are women, half men, but all speak from the same bone - each one wrestling mercy out of the mess. From the defiant strength of "Half Silk, Half Blade" to the hushed longing of "Safe Haven," from the haunted tenderness of "War Child Blues" to the unguarded sensuality of "You Make Music Out of Me," the album stands where love, pain, and resilience meet. Kind Ain't Easy is a hymn for those who've learned compassion the hard way - through loss, through labor, through the courage to stay kind when kindness costs the most.

From the Same Bone (II)

@acsibeats

here's some honesty/things i needed to get off my chest

enjoy

wasting time (prod. acsi)

black moon ☾

you see these cats go splat on concrete streets
slip, no balance on the fence couldn't have landed on their feet
you see that's what you get when you don't stick to a side
why shift like tectonic? the Richter will rise (shake)
these vibrations ain't for simpler minds
miss him violating but not quick to comply
like the end of breakfast club throw your fist in the sky
how to spread the world with love when it's filled with demise
yes them eyes stare into your soul and suck it outta ya
them eyes so cold they crystallize your saliva
high caliber 'Ag spit icicles
sharp tip might prick you
bars split mind temples
watch your left brain and right brain part ways farewell
leave them like Phineas Gage your thoughts change yourself
my compadres is nil y'all zombies for real
commit all the sins you want let god pay the bill
like what up son? heard you did some bogus shit
it's like whenever you hear some business you just have to stick your nose in it
whenever you see a hole you think it's yours to pick, gold to flick
so now i really got your nose, not one to be joking with
i am rotting flesh with a pure soul
say it with some bang like i'm kurt co
vein burst purple
whenever i say it's your go to them
they like, "nah that's okay bro"
nobody wants it now, hot potato
well catch this, y'all been acting faker than my ex-chick
poultry break fast cooking bacon with the egg flipping
never was it sunny on my side of the globe
no Philadelphia, careful who you calling your bros
i got love for my family, blood from japan brazil africa italia
all my ancestry plays a part in my character
melting pot always been the heart of america
the art of a amateur more passion than the pros
and i don't give a damn about no fashionable clothes
rip the tag your shit is old
over the hump they uptight like the camel to the toe
bigger picture switch my camera to panorama mode
we don't see you nah stranded in the desert with the eagles
feeling patriotic pick apart your cartilage
just eating motherfuckers they not hearing me
stuck inside my stomach when it rumbles now they feeling me, literally
NC emcees free smoke them like hickory, stick em up
skewer rotisserie just sizzling shit like this my lunch

how many emcees got to go?
it's getting comical pass me the tomatoes
they be like, "i don't know how to flow with this microphone"
ay dios mio turn a stage to a batting range
guess it takes a brazilian to show em how it goes
well you can call me Thiago let your momma know
they see me spit heat start fogging up they oculos
so watch your step 'Ago cutting off the oxygen
compared to me i'm washington, you come in two like thomas jeff
and that's in dollar bills you out of print
get your bottle filled yeah get your conscious and that wallet filled
we saw dirt dirt dirt and called them soccer fields
we put in work work work and saw the profits yield
too many emotions i conceal
if life's a bitch let her hair down like rapunzel
from brazil until nothing is uphill no more
i'm aiming to appeal my case that i am unreal it's a done deal

splat

https://iamrav.bandcamp.com/album/b-sides-rarities-vol-4-2006-2016

scared of my shadow (prod. wun two)

BEN BEAL

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