Nah, more like Tribe meets the Pharcyde. :) Love your stuff, man.

Beat https://youtu.be/qQg5DHxTSkA

Esidarap
2nd Kitchen Sounds
Hit Or Miss

Lyrics
It’s a lesson in actin coy dog
All I do is record my voice raw
Add in the butter and the soy sauce
Now they wanna see under my loincloth

They dropped us in a room with no medical education
And said this man has been bitten by a snake you gotta save him 
If he doesn’t get the antidote he’s gonna be dead I know
The last guy hid it on us before the night we let him go
Oh and by the way you’re late
This is your first day?
What a way to start off
I hope you can communicate
Lil better than you did with me regarding your arrival time
Fine just lock me inside of the room until the siren cries
Gonna take control it’s undebatable
You don’t wanna face this bull
With the spine strength of a small inflatable 
I’m takin hold
Happy birthday and here’s a cake to hold
Hope that everything is great and gold
You’re so unrelatable
The intelligence is unavailable
I didn’t create the goal
I’m just some asshole
Let the champagne gun blast blow
I’ma rap
Miss the show of the Sun Astros
Let the judge hit the gavel on the wood block
I got better at everything that I could got
Never been afraid that neighbor with the face tats
Sprays gats
Pops Percs
Fake ass
Gangsta ass
Hate that
Always complains that
Days late
Buck short
What for
All we’ve got in the bank is straight cash
Looks like we’re not equal again
Leave it to Ben to leave em with a complex
Like they own apartment buildings
We’re both Tha Carter’s children
Some were listenin some were studyin
They wanna buddy buddy again
And bloody Ben up in the offices
All this is is a dolphin’s trick
Their applauding it 
And wanting to see more
Every time that they think the thought of it 
It’s a cage match
I’m still sicker than you and I came vaxed
Got like 40 beats from Toroweins
Some of my parents act like she should have aborted me 
But I’m safe yeah
This is about people that aren’t me and their shoes
Loomin through the forest with a stomach full of bear food
They can take the attitude that they don’t really care dude
While I’m over here doing everything I can to embarrass you
And your family too
Hand me the tool
And I won’t know what to do with it because I got some office hands
I’m all the man
And you’re all the not
I’m all the rage 
And you’re all the what
Nothin

Their Shoes Prod by YKingBeats *Lyrics Added*

BON AND REDD BACK EP

Lyrics by: Bonafide and Dirty Redd
Beats by: Toroweins

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Seville (Spain)
Houston (Texas, Usa)

04 - BONAFIDE : DIRTY REDD : TOROWEINS -  Colour

Candy Water 1B

Pockets Loaded (Prod. By Yung Nab)

Mushroom Melody 3B With Lyrics

[PROD. Ashby]

one of those

didn't expect to feel this good days,
No bills were unpaid My meal was cooked great
I Looked in the mirror, just to leer into my eyes
To my surprise all I had to say was maybe I should shave
I'm unaccustomed to it, the self loves a new one,
For me it's foreign, too performative I'm incongruent 
With the process work to be more fluid to fit the rubric
Some days feel like I'm doing it other days I'm losing
But that's the way it goes isn't it? Gotta take what you're given while aiming straight for the ribbon consistent pace is the ticket and today feels like the finish line, 
Inner mind quiet like a hidden mime, serenity been given life,
Never been a better time to get up, out get some of mine
Days passing by but I grabbed this one to stem the tide
On a hot streak this week maybe I just let it ride,
Isn't flawless but I've always been one to admit to mine
Nobody told me there'd be days like this,
Compared to the rest of my existence, begin to witness
A switch flip a missed sense of kismet, content with position it isn't often I get to lock the engines
An awkward feeling, caught me not pretending,
After all the masks I wore, my bare face feeling the air is sending 
Me into a fever pitch, obscene you get to see this shit
Continuously when I'm like a tourist on an Eden trip
Believing it's a destination I can get a visa,
All I need is a piece of peace, never give the lease up
Never relent release or ease up, til the second my scenes cut, never retreat just hoping I can keep up
Footing uneasy the feelings fleeting, will he
Hit ceiling, or drill into the building remains to be seen
Taking good with the bad, the ratio increasing
1:1d be wonderful, over underachieving its a good day

The Goodest Day

[PROD. ESTEPAXBEATS]

Trying to find my way, Ill equipped, skill issue 
I still don't quit, will continue til I'm killed or win
Filling shoes that feel too big, commit to moves give the spins, adrift too far I need a center point to get a grip

I hit the ground running, running my mouth younging 
Knew nothing about nothing fucking around fronting 
Head up in the clouds, now that i've descended on down 
Stunted it's not what I wanted I'm not proud, but get back up and

I'm back in the round going all twelve of them bitches
A hell of a distance enjoy every second that's ticking
Trying to find a purpose, the purse is an extra if given
But Personal fulfillment comes seldom with riches

Self comparison to the predecessors and peers stressing I feel lesser I fear that my career been arrested 
I wrestle with years pressing these pedals to switch gears 
At some point just hearing these lyrics isn't impressive 

Ive hit a wall I've seen so many vault, maybe the fault is mine
left behind trying to climb? Doing somersaults?
Felt above it all but really fell below the water,
Tryna figure out how to work smarter not harder

I barter with a god I mostly don't believe in,
At least the current version, certainly a heathen,
Working for the weekend, worse for wear and weakened,
These words are worth more it irks me when I'm sleeping

It's murky in the deep end, submerged too early surely
Learned to paddle purely out of panic, permanently addled me with worry,
Saddled with these manic thoughts dramatic shots of losing everything I have and starting back with nothing but this pad I got,

This train of thoughts brakes are shot, hoping it makes a stop,
Gotta make my way along, I've been running late a lot
Pretty sure my path shouldn't have these tracks laid across,
But take it as it comes I guess, next one ima make the hop

runaway trains of thought

Written and recorded in one hour. Dedicated to all the people in r/MHH who boosted me up.

Happy 1000th Freestyle

Lyrics and vocals by Doctor.e.PhD 
Beat prod. by Morti Viventear

Bob Rossin (Carnival Jack Beat by Morti V)

Latest entry in the freestyle friday series

Freestyle Friday 3 prod. beatsbydeakz

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Now more than ever I have been feeling inspired by the pioneering DJ's and musical hosts of the 1970's and early 1980's who were not confined by genres or scenes. Rather, these selectors, such as David Mancuso, Mark Kamins, and Grandmaster Flash, would pull from any style of music as long as it elevated peoples' souls, made them move their feet, or made them think of music differently.

I've always found George Harrison's "My Sweet Lord" to be such a deep, thoughtful, brave, and even eerie song. However, being made in 1970 it doesn't really bump the way it should. In addition to some remastering and such, I did this rework to really allow the dance floor to catch their breath and close their eyes on the dance floor while the sun begins to  creep in through the loft windows at those late night after hours.

Hope you enjoy and are able to program it into your sets.

-PC

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George Harrison - My Sweet Lord (PC's Sunrise Spirit Rework) [FREE DL]

Toroweins x Benny collab. Coming 2024
Benny Holmes x Warren Peace x GONZO. 2024

www.benholmesmusic.com is dope.

Their Shoes Prod by YKingBeats Lyrics Added

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