Kagome (Reborn)

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I am truly honored and humbled to announce that my remix of Bill Withers​' Ain't No Sunshine has been granted an official release. This means that you can now find it on iTunes, Spotify and everywhere else you listen to music. Thank you so much to Ultra Music​ and Sony Music Entertainment​ for being open minded, reaching out and making this happen. An unbelievable honor.

iTunes: http://smarturl.it/AintNoSunshineLido
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/46a59ZT7JG0i3tJNaQmPom

Twitter: @Lidogotsongs
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Premiered on @runthetrap: http://runthetrap.com/2014/04/28/premiere-bill-withers-aint-sunshine-lido-remix/

Ain't No Sunshine (Lido Remix)

<3 EP out June 23 on PELICAN FLY <3

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Bastille - Bad Blood (Lido Remix)

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just a track that I wanted to put out because it was most likely never going to see the light of day.
produced by @tomppabeats

Lyrics:

And I hope I'm dead to all of you
At the alter callin for the devil to start coughin too
 Make that coffin true
Stalking in the shadow, rocking black and forgotten truths
I forgot to lose
Copping budda sacks, no caution when we bopping blues
At the bottom of the barrel, Robin Hood is Robbin booze
 I've got those autumn blues
Am I audible?
Plotting on the pussy, the pesos and all the chronic too


And I give you my black heart
Summer days are over, turn to black when that Mac starts
 Got a knack for turning beats into crack arts
Molly or bath salts? You don't really kno
Got a flow so cold turn you chilly at my show
Hillbilly smokin middies while we dizzy off the dro
And tobacco
Throw out the back of a whack hoe
Holla back bro
Drop bars like Tabasco
Little rascals, castrate the corpse of Castro
where that cash tho
 New York to Glasgow
London to El Paso
I kill all these whack foes but I can't let the past go
Wrap you with my lasso, damn
That's a mouthful
Migs is such a scoundrel
Dad won a mil on the back of student council
I cancel
Out these rappers knock their pictures off the mantle
I Chop up the sample push back ya five panel
Turn ya white button up to red and black flannel

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And the summer days are over
Smokin Doja and haven't gotten closer
Chip on my shoulder, the smile of the joker
Do I want exposure or do I want the closure
A supa nova burnin slow thru October
A supa nova burnin slow thru October

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And I paint myself the villain
 I told myself when I meet God then I kill em
Holes in that white linen
I'm Beginning to believe that I can't be forgiven
That's a given not a opinion
And I'm Sinning for these women, words I've written hid in prison
 Pissing on opponents, crimson blood blinding vision
 Mortician wit ambition bodies pile in position Disregarding all religion
 A hardened disposition

And I give you this new sound
Losing peers to the happiness the blues found
Step against Migs and I promise that you'll lose now
I step against these kids swigging booze bringing crews downs
Swinging for the fences hittin faces yeah I choose how Their bodies hit the floor
And the bitches in the lobby are just copies nothing more
At these Parties by the Hudson I'm Columbus on the shore
Cuz I kill all the residents
Evil to the core but you think my pen is heaven sent
Migs is setting precedents, in debt to dead presidents
Not hesitant but relevant when I get in my element
Between periods, we at the table choppin medicine
We're all high in class, it's a room full of elephants
A room full of evidence
 Brains still developing
An all black skeleton whose dead to the relevant
Alive to my relatives, I'll die for the hell of it
The summer days are over so we strive for adrenaline
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And the summer days are over
Smokin Doja and haven't gotten closer
Chip on my shoulder, the smile of the joker
Do I want exposure or do I want the closure
A supa nova burnin slow thru October
A supa nova burnin slow thru October

i've been thinking about goodbye [prod x tomppabeats]

sus boi and I got together and made some shit!! @holysus

holysus & derg - bitch i might be bugg'n tnght freeka remix

first beat produced by @uglytalents
second beat produced by @willsbeats 


Lyrics:
Let's back up
 You're nothing but a number but chano Migs is a factor
 Multiplying dollars, they call him da reaper rapper
 Pick apart my enemies, attack are met with laughter
 I'm Never fucking with these kids or your parish pastor
 Embarrass rappers
 Cut velociraptors
 Call him Chris bosh
 Call this flow criss cross
 Ima boss, Rick Ross
 Ima floss
 Ima flex
 Ima cross dat line tell me who da fuck is next
 Squad breaking down that ses, cut the track and snap necks
 Better get ya facts checked
 Leaving microphones wrecked
 But got seven in the deck
 better bet it all
 Jim jones ima ball
 Super smash ima brawl
 Fall
 From the sky
 Taller
 Than the heavens can't call my third eye
 I won't die
 These lies
 I encapsulate
 Ride coppin heavy weight
 Spark that shit for heavens sake
 Leave em dead for heavens take
 Killin shit on the first take
 Leave dead weight, I never wait
 Dead em for that noise they make
 Burning all the cash we rake
 Like I said, burning hate
 Forward, don't revert mistakes
 Flowing hot enough to burn the witch on the fucking stake

 Wait

 Motherfuck the state
   Irate with lies stare at god's eyes through heaven's gate
 How you doing? Not that great
 The night is young, not that late
 So we roll deep
 Dinero in our pockets with the swishers de sweet
 La herbia in the spliff, fumo fuego spit heat
 Pulling honeys when we meet
 Fumo fuego spit heat

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 Ima kill all these fuck bois
 Lyrical gunplay, you can call my words tec toys
 Always paranoid paradox in the void
 Watch your words get destroyed
 Leave yo ass unemployed t
 Rip the muscles off your body opposite of steroids (ha)
 Shoot not study your brain, I'm no Sigmund Freud
 You avoid my presence and rightfully so
 I swear it'll only take a second rifle down your throat
 And that's no joke bloke, once again leave you broke
 Stop the beat in your heart, I'm last line of that coke
 The last thread of the rope
 Opponents hope that I die from the moment I woke
 But the blood soaks in to their skin
 When I start choppin
 Mothafucka a coppa
 Riding dirty never stoppin
 Catch him slipping I will drop him
 Tears falling slower than gold bars that I'm droppin
 Chano Migs
 Try and stop him
 Crop em out the bigger picture
 Chrom cockin
 Drugs cop em
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Reflect on the money that we lost
Bleed on paper for 6 days Jesus on the cross
If you cross my path, go ahead cut that loss
Go ahead lose your head, and your mind and your heart
Mine was lost long ago while lost in the dark
While lost in the dark
I'm lost in the dark
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 One more time
 One more time
 One more crime to commit before I get mine
 One more crime to commit before I feel fine
 Nah I'm fine, I don't your fucking help to rhyme
 This is shit natural
 Cappin out on capital
 I'm Cappin you if you try to cut me real casual Take your life for collateral
   Migs is magical
 The admiral
 acting real radical
 NO ARMANI SUITE ON TEST ME I'M AN ANIMAL (yeah you read that right... read it again.... enjoy your blown mind)
 The mic turns flammable
 Shed blood many times, every single annual
 Leaving rappers salty,
 "Migs I don't think they're a fan of you"
 The national agenda, what you're told is not factual
 Listening to "fuck rap I listen to classical loop as usual" Friends or enemies at back of you?
You heard Chano spit and now you know what fucking crack can do
Take that fucking feeling and remember how it sat with you
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Reflect on the money that we lost
Bleed on paper for 6 days Jesus on the cross
If you cross my path, go ahead cut that loss
Go ahead lose your head, and your mind and your heart
Mine was lost long ago while lost in the dark
While lost in the dark
I'm lost in the dark
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Bronx Tale Throwaway [Prod x Ugly Talents & ฬเןl]

casual wzrd - genesis (after hours flip)

Cracked Conscious

Semi Detached - BenZel vs Cass Lowe vs Chance The Rapper

19_taurus_producer_ TRIBEトライブ

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