Honestly so good why did you even stip man? Straight fuckin bars over and over and over agin 

These songs flow so well on this tape! A1 production 🙏

CBYL MAY 18

First single from the upcoming album "Among Other Things,"
January 20th, 2022 via https://soundcloud.com/hot-record-soci-t

The single "bout time" was released December 3, 2021
Written & produced by Stanley Ipkuss
Mixed by Erin Tadena at Laughing Tiger Recording Studios

Among Other Things,

bout time

Stanley Ipkuss - browneyees. ft. Danny Watts [ https://soundcloud.com/ewonee-thee-beatnik ]
".indefinite." AVAILABLE: https://stanleyipkuss.bandcamp.com/album/indefinite
https://soundcloud.com/n3wthought

browneyees. Ft. Danny Watts [prod. ewonee .]

Temptations Vol.3 consists of 10 original samples inspired by 70's Deep Soul, Psych and Jazz Fusion. Each sample has multiple parts, sections, background and lead vocal phrases, arranged in a way that makes it easy for any producer to pick and choose parts that grab their attention.

Recorded and processed with some of the most rare and sought after vintage gear - using mic preamps such as Electrodyne, Quad Eight, V72, and mics like the KM86, Bx44, Electrovoice and Reslo. EMT 140 plate reverb, natural room and chamber reverbs, Ampex 440B Tape Machine, live vocals, guitars, horns, flutes, pianos and a ton more of equipment to give you that authentic texture and sound of that early 70s era. All Demos on this playlist are available exclusively at Polyphonicmusiclibrary.com

3.Mariana's Revenge

6. BEAT LOOTER INFINITY

The legend goes like this:

One night, after a long studio session, you’re on the last train back home—half asleep, headphones dead, phone at 1%. The city feels weirdly empty. As the train pulls into a random station, you notice an old, beat-up red mailbox on the platform. No Canada Post logo, just three words spray-painted on the side:

“SEND WHAT YOU CAN’T SAY.”

You get off the train without even knowing why.

The mailbox has no slot for letters, just a cracked phone screen bolted into the metal. When you touch it, your own iMessage drafts pop up—every unsent paragraph, every angry note, every “yo I miss you” you typed and erased. Messages to old friends, to people you lost, to the city itself. Stuff you forgot you ever wrote.

Then the screen glitches.

The drafts start turning into song titles. Your late-night rants become verses. Old voice notes you saved “just in case” become hooks. The phone freezes on one final prompt:

“LAST CHANCE TO SEND: greetings from toronto (unsent)”

You hit cancel.

The station lights flicker. When they come back on, the mailbox is gone. All that’s left is a folder on your phone with rough demos that didn’t exist five minutes ago.

Over the next few months, every time something heavy happens—a fight, a win, a panic attack, a crazy night downtown—a new “unsent” file shows up in that folder. You never remember recording it, but it sounds like you: tired, honest, and way too real. Eventually you realize the album is basically writing itself from everything you’ve lived through in this city.

So you finish it. You polish the drafts, build around them, turn the chaos into tracks… but you leave the title exactly how it showed up the first night:

“greetings from toronto (unsent)”

Fade Away

3am in New York

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Where It's At? (Prod. By Ron Browz)

[ Artwork & Produced by @alxzndr_twlve ]

[ Featuring @dreamqueen94 ]

Reflection/Note 2 Self (feat. Taylor Narain)[Prod. by ALXZNDR.TWLVE]

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THANK YOU ALL

Coldest Alive [Prod. by Lentra]

verse#1 & chorus: @master-kai
verse#2, beat, scratches & engineering: @michaelmichaelson

master, ronin, we golden,
check mic check, when i skill flows,
flows auto-semi when i glock guns & reload,
in this rap game i'm the guy who invented cheat codes,
most dope flows the flows explode C4,
mind high glides in the sky when i smoke kilos,
shinigami, akira, i never explain these notes,
i'm the dark eco, sub zero, froze these folks,
you a joke if you think you were dope to compare with these poems,
young nemesis terrorist, heist specialist,
it's your boy kiii & mic, no-one is fresh as this,
it's that real rap from the tombs, we resurrecting it,
mind bent the ink with flames, you know my pen is lit,

[infinite finishes,
in the party leave with your mistresses,
never missing hit,
snipe nigga,
pull trigger]

'blam blaow'
a pigeon that slams ground,
take a walkabout spirit will stand proud,
what you crawling around for?
i'm just waiting for the worms drowning in downpours,
to bounce off,
like a brick of road, yellow & gold,
yelling to stone to make a wish & let the elephants float,
pelicans know the ways of the wind,
i'm not complacent, i'm just spying for a way to get in,
and crack the code,
many a moment in metronoming,
amending the merry thoughts that macerate in melatonin,
kinda nasty but the body will do,
what the body will do,
move to a sloppier tune & pull a breakstance,
a billion brilliant colours spit out of me on a record like a mess of spray cans,
test the same man on a quest of his own,
if he develop any menace he regressed to his home,

[infinite finishes,
in the party leave with your mistresses,
never missing hit,
snipe nigga,
pull trigger,
infinite finishes,
in the party leave with your mistresses,
never missing hit,
snipe nigga,
pull trigger]

10/04/2018

Misc. Records

Bless

Master Kiii & Michaelson - Pull Trigger

* I do not own the instrumental used. It is free for non-profit use. I monetize none of my music!*

Instrumental - Blue (Prod. Masked Man)
https://soundcloud.com/masked-man-peace/blue-1

Please follow https://soundcloud.com/masked-man-peace they make some really amazing instrumentals. Truly inspiring and dope stuff. 

LYRICS
________________________________________________________________
Lately I've been feeling so blue
Same shade as my mood
Same color as your eyes,
That clear cool Azul
Like an ocean or a pool
Shit out hope I drown,
In the resonance of the sound that registers from my mouth
Whenever I'm down and out
I just go a couple rounds
Slaughtering syllables, sly slick serial killer clown
Wayne Gacey with the flow,
I guess that is to say
That I'm mentally disturbed
In a plethora of ways.

I've been more then insane
But I had to learn to believe in
The egregious rhyme schemes
That my mind was secreting
I've been hearing voices inside of my head
Since I was ten
But I record them over instrumentals 
and you say its genius

I've been depressed
I wish I could put it to rest
But I digress,
I guess I write best whenever Im stressed

I've been trying to find happiness
Inside of a bottle
As hallow as my reflection
Asking myself perplexing questions
My best guess
I'll probably always be alone, constatnly misunderstood
Like the words of Sylvester Stallone
And thats the best way to summarize my rhymes.

They probably only make sense 
inside of the mind
Of those who are predisposed
To the same torture as mine
The truly Devine,
Only those who are inclined
To find meaning
In a medium of bleeding on a piece of paper 
and making these words rhyme.

I can only feel regret
And these high levels of stress
But that's a common archetype for the architect of this lo-fi
My mind defines the meaning of defies
The odds of old gods
I'm never mentioned with Greek legends
Cause my brethren we're never accepted
I stand as the prime exception
Embodying the essence of poetry
Laced inside of the blood that flows through me
Let it be known when I write the ghost
Of Edgar Allen Poe
Takes control of the 
soul in me

Blue(Prod. Masked Man)

Heartbreaks And 808's (prod. Rhakim Ali)

Delacreme 2

Listen & Stay Awhile (Featuring Sherren Olivia and Jack Red)

Das-Efx - Microphone Master [Domecracker Remix]

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