Camarade.mp354

Moms (Tupac Remix)

#Minimansiondust, Vol. 3

Wetookyaspot

Taken from the album MK Ultra: Operation Hypnosis.

Debut 10 track LP (300 copies) & Instrumental LP (250 copies) called 'MK Ultra; Operation Hypnosis by Lewis Parker and Eastkoast.

Pre-order at www.KingUnderground.com 

Lewis Parker & Eastkoast - Bank Robbery

Mix recorded on 2x1200s. Old school techno only.

TRIBAL/OLD SCHOOL TECHNO MIX (VINYL ONLY)

This spontaneous 1h45min mixtape, full of imperfections (RIP to the parts I messed up), is a bit like revealing my secrets and my story to you, so thank you for your time and your attention.

Peace to all my people who have supported me from the start, to all collectors, DJs, rappers, friends and family, who don't take it too far and will enjoy the sharing. 

Those who have inspired me and know me and the stories I have with each record and/or artist from this melting pot of 90's US Underground Rap. Big SHOUT-OUT to all my people who have accompanied my path in this scene for 20 years - too many names to mention here - stay until the end for the props 

Share as much as you can - enjoy even more! 

PEACE

Corto Pablo aka BiG.C

Kallax Mixtape Vol. 1

Misunderstood

Produce by fredire

Monetized misery, monopolized industries, 
reauthorize fiduciary pain. You feel that babe?
Or can you afford to have your kneecaps rearranged?
Strange? This the way mang, be cool, hang. 
Take a seat your tickers, blinged, or is it banged?
Whatever mang, we’ll give you a wrang.
Relax, you’re in the right class.
No need to gasp, we have a gentle grasp.

Here’s the kicker, who knows which way’s deader.
To be or not to see, to bleed or not to grieve.
Does your cash pass for gas or did you drive off the overpass.
Make sure to make a splash, this might be your last chance.
If you make it, past the hash, we gotta get blast-
-ded, and basted, then wasted and shit face-ted.
Put on your high-waisted bell bottoms, I know you got 'em.
Don’t be late, the plain slate demands paint.
No room for irate, just gyrate your mind state. Okay?

Hey, hey, hey, no time to wait. Your bills late
(character switch)
Fuck you. We’re tired. 
I’m going out to pump iron.
My soul hurts, my brain’s schismed. 
I have nothing left to listen.
(swap back)
You have nothing left, and I want nothing more.
Pick your jaw up off the floor, before we go to war.
(character switch)
Fuck you whore. My hormones scorched.
I need a breather before I go to work (WARK).
(swap back)

You better have a weekday off, so you can go to the bank without getting laid off.
You better have weekends clear, your friends are waiting to get beers.
You better not work late, you can’t miss your daughter’s birthday.
You better not skimp on overtime, your paychecks thin can’t live on dimes.
Take personal responsibility, scheduling ain’t hard, you’re a liability.
You work ethic’s bunk, don’t beg for bucks, get a loan, fetch a bone,
be alone, live at home, borrow your friends phone. No one wants to hear you groan.




There’s a minimum wage, you’re safe bitch.
Just face it, you’re fake pain ain’t it.
Land of the free, you fail it’s not on me.
Be me, it’s easy, don’t settle for thievery.
We’re the jobs, you’re the slave.
Well not a slave, look, just behave.

(character switch)
The fuck you call me? this dick ain’t free.
I built your bitch ass, you still hate me.
You think you faze me? 34, still flaming.
Imma call my bro, we unionizing.
(switch back)

Good one, I look forward to sitting on your proposal for 20 years while I eat brunch.
I’ll drive my company car, to the bar, use my company card to buy drinks and such.
You’ll love these mandatory weekend meetings, you’re cold, but can your mind handle beatings.
When was your last performance review? I think you’re just about due.
I would hate to let such a smart mouth go, but if you fail the test hit the road.
Remind me what happened to Chris Smalls, didn’t he go AWOL?

(character switch)
Fuck you, Imma go to congress.
(switch back)
Even better, my lobbyist has been begging to get bigger.
I’ll spend 100 thowe, no a million, really make their heads spin.
Can’t beat back capital, after you gave them the reins. 
Better luck next time kid, enjoy your pain
(character switch)

It stings, what gives, what can I bring.
I’ll vote in someone who can’t be bought.
You know what, fuck it, if they can’t be got
I’ll run myself. I’ll give these fuckers hell.
I can’t fail, we can’t fail, they need to rot in jail.
If Chris was too small, I’ll be humongous.
They’re fungus growing on bungus.
They’re busted, they can’t be trusted.
Enough is enough and..

Monetized Misery

Yea u gotta boss up on ya own nigga 
I was lul bro hangin wit grown niggas 
needa check in boy weon know niggas  
I was like 15 tryn hoe niggas 
it’s da same ol shit wit dem old niggas 
I pull up and collect ion phone niggas 
man i trust em as far i throw niggas 
I was like 13 on my own nigga 

where they do that at can you tell me ?
Where they do that at where they do it ??
I’m in srt can they catch me ? 
im push dis shit I’m a nusense 
lil brudda still clutchin da semi ? 
finna toss em a switch go stupid 
He got hit in his shit he blew it 

You can gimme da word I’m there 
I walk in this bitch full mag don’t care 
I walk in dis bitch no mask raise hell 
He got hit in his shit oh well 
How the fuck he got hit in his shit and he fell 
How the fuck he got hit in his shit and he died 
If he cross that line he ain’t livin to tell 

okay , 
bitch think she gon get her way 
nigga im outside wit dis shit all day 
nigga I’m outside with dis shit ima stand on my own 2 feet till I touch dis pape 
Swear that I got tired of the bitch it could be so goddamn coo if she did what I say 
Na I ain’t tryn lie to da bitch ima tell da hoe jus like dis im set her str8

Im tryn find us a play 
Dis a 308. Betta get out da way 
dis a 380 black finna fuck yo face 
No 9’s in the back of the whip all dracs 
said he wanna kill me im like okay 
We can meet up and die rn don’t play 

But u gotta boss up on ya own nigga 
I was lul bro hangin wit grown niggas 
needa check in boy weon know niggas the 
I was like 15 tryn hoe niggas 
it’s da same ol shit wit dem old niggas 
I pull up and collect ion phone niggas 
man i trust em as far i throw niggas 
I was like 13 on my own nigga (x2)

year of the gladiator (zachcs)

On the Rise (Y'all Want A Single) produced by Korben Palace

DEEBO ft. The Thought

Seattle transplant, born in NY. Art rap/ jazz rap
-Posting "freestyles" every Friday. 
-Many more albums on the way. D-xterous 1 dropping before end of year.