Is anybody going through The Storms?
Is anyone going through Storm?
Yeah 
Don't panic! I say don't panic 
Don't panic it's gonna be over
It's gonna be over I said 
You mean I shouldn't give up?
Don't give up! I say don't give up!
No no! Don't give up!
Just keep The Hope Alive 
Keep The Hope Alive 
Yeah, keep The Hope Alive 
Don't give up I said, don't give up 
Tell somebody don't give up 
Never give up!! 
Oh yes, it's gonna be over soon
Are you still there?
Yeah 
In the middle of The Storm
I say keep your hope alive 
Checking through the times, you're not the only one passing through the stage 
So never give it up 
I say checking through the times, you're not the only one passing through the stage
I say never give it up 
With Jesus in your boat 
You can smile at the storm 
He'll give you inner peace to know that you can smile again oh smile again 
Yeah
Ojú ẹni màa là
Wọ́n lọ́ di dandan kó ríyọnu
I say, Ojú ẹni màa là 
Wọ́n lọ́ di dandan kó ríyọnu 
In the middle of the storm I say keep your hope alive 
Checking through the times you're not the only one passing through the stage, so never give it up 
With Jesus in your boat, you can smile at the storm
He'll give you inner peace to know that you can smile again 
Inner peace, oh you can smile again oh smile again 
All the lost years He will restore, you can smile again oh smile again 
All your lost hopes He will restore to smile again oh smile again 
Ojú ẹni màa là 
Ó di dandan kó ríyọnu 
In the middle of the storms you can still smile
Oh Bá n sunkún a máa ríran you can smile again oh smile again 
Mo ní bá n sunkún a máa ríran you can smile again oh smile again 
In the middle of the storms I say keep your hope alive 
Checking through the times you're not the only one passing through the stage, so never give it up 
JESUS!
With Jesus in your boat
You can smile at the storm 
He'll give you inner peace to know that you can smile again oh smile again 
Oh smile again oh you will smile again, it will soon be over the storm is gonna be, oh smile again 
Put on a cheerful courage 
I say oh smile again 
Tell somebody smile again 
Oh smile again 
Ha ha ha ha smile again

STORMS

The Storms

It's Up feat. Lem (Prod. Hidden Beats)

Year Of The Tooth

Hello, hello, Koïsquad
Listen to this shit man

Gare à toi si tu tâtonnes , t'es de côté si tu payes pas
Faut chiffrer pour faire le nombre, c'est le temps qui fait l'aval
J'éveille instinct animal, j'évacue le périmètre
Niggiz on the trouble, yeah

Gare à toi si tu tâtonnes
Gare à toi si tu tâtonnes

Gare à toi si tu tâtonnes
Gare à toi si tu tâtonnes

Niggiz come from bottom , chacun protège son gagne pain
C'est la dalle qui fait bédave, à chaque sueur son bénéfice
Negro si tu tâtonnes, yeah
Je suce pas pour les follows, addictive est la mélo
Sur le terrain j'fais des slaloms , histoire d'ajuster l'ennemi
La visite reste fantôme , le bonjour vient de la balle
L'entrée reste phénoménale , on fonce tout droit comme sir LUFFY
Negro si tu tâtonnes
Ne panique pas, tu vas déraper
Tomorrow, c'est today, oh oui

Ne panique pas, tu vas draper
Tu sais nous on a qu'une way

Gare à toi si tu tâtonnes , t'es de côté si tu payes pas
Faut chiffrer pour faire le nombre, c'est le temps qui fait l'aval
J'éveille instinct animal, j'évacue le périmètre
Niggiz on the trouble, yeah

Gare à toi si tu tâtonnes
Gare à toi si tu tâtonnes

Gare à toi si tu tâtonnes
Gare à toi si tu tâtonnes

Le truc bon en mathématiques ça vient avec un problème
T'es obligé de le résoudre on récolte toujours ce qu'on sème
Ceux qui font les bons comptes se rallient par le phénomène
Veulent savoir ce qu'on trafic mais j'reste focus sur l'horaire
Tu sais la life donne cour et la clé est dans ce que tu captes
Fais des one one one two, j'marque le but par des passes
La team reste la mme, on était apte dès le dpart
On veut catch up la life mais le temps nous rattrape
Ne panique pas, tu vas draper
Tomorrow, c'est today, oh oui

Ne panique pas, tu vas draper
Tu sais nous on a qu'une way

Gare à toi si tu tâtonnes , t'es de côté si tu payes pas
Faut chiffrer pour faire le nombre, c'est le temps qui fait l'aval
J'éveille instinct animal, j'évacue le périmètre
Niggiz on the trouble, yeah

Gare à toi si tu tâtonnes
Gare à toi si tu tâtonnes

Gare à toi si tu tâtonnes
Gare à toi si tu tâtonnes

Gare à toi si tu tâtonnes !
Hey Da Koïsquad , Koïman on this shit bro

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Get hit with the pimp stick
LxtencyFixEP drops 7.25

4 FUN

Say my name in the mirror 3 times and I appear like candy man

CxndyMxn

PRIME TIME

Faith

Notarize the air (demo A)

Not Sure

I don't claim any ownership over any of this. Anyone can use any of it for any reason forever. Also I accept liability. Please don't sue me (and/or let's collaborate).

"Holy fucking shit, this shit is crazy wtf"

"Moments of being passable beyond novelty"

"Very ok"

"Actually slaps"

"Straight art"

"Noise"

```Madlibs with a metronome```

At its core, the blorgpulkf is a pulsating, iridescent orb that thrums with an energy that can only be described as "the sound of a thousand bees having a rave inside a kaleidoscope." It's hypnotic, it's unsettling, and it's strangely addictive - like watching a lava lamp filled with Mountain Dew and gummy bears.

But that's just the beginning. Surrounding this pulsing heart are layers upon layers of... well, your guess is as good as mine. One moment it's a tangled web of neon tubes that hum with an eerie frequency, the next it's a churning mass of what appears to be sentient silly putty. And is that a tiny disco ball I see nestled in there? You bet your sweet bippy it is.

As for its features, the blorgpulkf is like a Swiss Army knife designed by a mad scientist with a penchant for pranks. It's got a button that releases a burst of confetti and the sound of a rubber chicken being stepped on, a lever that causes the whole thing to fold in on itself like a origami crane having an existential crisis, and a tiny compartment that dispenses a single, perfectly spherical grape every 37 hours.

But perhaps the most baffling feature of the blorgpulkf is its ability to communicate. Not with words, of course - that would be far too pedestrian. No, the blorgpulkf speaks in a language all its own, a cryptic code of flashing lights, whirring gears, and the occasional burst of atonal jazz played on what sounds suspiciously like a didgeridoo.




The plorksickle. It's like someone took a fever dream, a Mad Lib, and a Dada art installation, threw 'em in a blender, and hit "puree."

Picture this: a contraption that looks like it crawled out of a Salvador Dali painting and mated with a Rube Goldberg machine. It's got a crank that sounds like a yodeling ostrich, a button that releases a puff of glitter and the scent of existential dread, and a tiny screen that just flashes the word "moist" in Wingdings.

But here's the kicker - every time you think you've figured out what it does, it changes the game. One minute it's reciting beat poetry in binary code, the next it's turning itself inside out and becoming a Klein bottle. And don't even get me started on the time it started oozing a viscous liquid that tasted like the color purple.

Is it a tool? A toy? A sentient being from another dimension that's just really, really bad at communication? Your guess is as good as mine. All I know is, it's the most beautifully useless thing I've ever laid eyes on.

But maybe that's the point. In a world where everything has to have a purpose, a function, a reason for being, the plorksickle is a big, fat middle finger to the very concept of sense. It's absurdity for absurdity's sake, a Zen koan in physical form.

So if you ever see me on the street, cradling this bizarre little gizmo like a newborn lovechild, don't ask me what it does. Just nod, smile, and know that you're in the presence of something truly inexplicable. Something that laughs in the face of logic and spits in the eye of reason.

Notarize the air (demo A)

blorgpulkfplorksickle