first beat tape, support if you fuck with it
bandcamp: https://lentra.bandcamp.com/

finally

"I'm tryna grow down , my elevation is essential"

Much love to @codyjacobi for Recording/Mixing

once again @iamsleeperhold

said he ... [Prod.Sleeperhold]

Food for Thought (Prod. Tom Misch)

sooo much love 2 @mt_fujitive 
lol i know i get off topic. basically this is two different songs. first half was a request from fuji to make a cyberpunk vibe. the second part was just me experimenting. peace!
lyrix:
(these are a clusterfuck...this song went thru a lot of stages in one day lol)

Artificial intelligence 
fuck the elements 
Start in the middle of the night 
Amidst the city's blight 
a Dark pistol 
On my hip 
In case malevolence 
Creeps around the corner 
In a metal ship 
Too disguised 
Invisibility cloak 
Now I maneuver tight 
And 
In an instant we flow
Like liquid thru a pipe 

Techno elephants 
Bred for synthetic ivory 
Aesthetics never left theyre embedded 
Into society 
benevolence is wide spread 
But less so than piety 
im
Just a gaijin 
I've been 
Cast out to die to you see 
and
On the outskirts 
Hoping I can find some peace 
Maybe a cyborg dog 
That can hunt machines 
what will i die for?
shit an abundance of dreams 


Ugh
Low life 
With the finer stuff 
I've been up for hours 
Just devouring
The lights and such 
Ugh 
Neon 
Visions 
From  these cyber drugs 
deep reality 
It's malady in dying from 
Kicking yonos out the dojo
While I'm rhyming stuff 

I'll stay admired 
Til I shortwire 
Or popped flat 
On the ground 
Like a poor tire 

Flatline
Hear the sound 
Of a Norse fire 
More inspired by the past 
And I'm guided by the north star 
Flash 
High torque cars 
blast by 
life is so black and white  
note
pad where i write
my nomadic advice 
[OG next lines]
(silly being so defeatist 
when the city’s so bright
guess i gotta learn to strive within 
this trippy new plight  
cause I’ve been living on my own 
instead giving up rights)

[fun fact: this was the original song i wrote to this lol]

Smoking up a patch of grass 
In Okinawa 
Roll the path 
Of the samurai 
With no katana 
Off to slash 
Anybody 
Who doesn't respect the bonsai 
Tree 
You a lopsided freak 
I'm a moth type beast 
Riley 
Is the real name 
Behind all the writings 
[removed]
(I'm infusing this with flames 
And in tune with Titans 
Now 
We all have mistakes 
That you 
Just couldn't change
So don't be so damn ashamed 
Bushido causing the pain 
That's straight from Kojiki 
Believe me 
Tokyo tower is the 
Destination that I'm seeking
Let that seep  in 
You frozen cowards can watch, 
Lazily  as I'm leeping up 
Hastily never sleep enough 
Amazingly 
I keep in touch 

All these pressures on my psyche 
I'm in need of love 
Put all my effort into writing 
Now I'm seeing stuff)
 
Will I ever be enlightened 
If I keep puffing?

Fuck this habit 
That I 
Keep up with 
I Need something 
Instead of just more green substance 
That's nothing new 
Let it fucking bloom 
They must've knew 
Mother Nature 
Holds nothing but truth 
Panflutes 
In my ears 
As I sear the booth 
Mount fujitive is here 
With the homie Huj
Tryna make life clear 
Thru these holy tunes 
Meditate to the sound of
These cozy grooves 

Medicate in the now 
Cause we only live once yo 

Highly elevated 
Gone off the blunt smoke 

I might be hella famous 
Nah that's a dumb joke 

I'd rather Neva make it 
So I'm gonna stunt slow 

north.starr/samurai cry (prod. by mt. fujitive)

low rider

a little introspective track written about my past
shout out to https://soundcloud.com/xpandaprod for always coming through with clean beats

New Life (prod. ◐ xPanda ◑)

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @toccimc

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@ibr

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Tocci - Dove (ft. Chris Wright)

This one for my beautiful wife

Inspired by trip to europe, written during restless nights on many trains
Special thanks to @therealreeg for mixing, mastering, and pushin me to finally finish this shit

1. Copenhagen (prod by BRZE) @brzebeats
2. Venice (prod by Jake and Bake Beats) @jakeandbakebeats
3. Amsterdam (prod by Jake and Bake Beats) @jakeandbakebeats

Allora

mini wheats are good when they turns into mush

Mini Wheats Are Pretty Good

Trophies

i wrote this song in 10 seconds while jumping out of a helicopter

mfn lyrics:

(Verse)
Bow-legged and overgrown crevices
Noting a bold X and just 
Doting on cozy severance
Cozened, then blow progression 
Have and lack the yen for buckets
Of smackable breasts, honey, crisp
Fuck, I’ma jump the gun again
Underweight, underwhelmed
Underpaid, it’s correlation
Boring, painful, maybe if these gains were microwavable
No bronze belt, I’m honored with goshes
And my arms arms smell
I spit and it resonates
You could say I raise the barbel
It’s not second, the natural half’s in practicing
Dazzle me with your pack
And perhaps I’ll address the applicants
Adderall and acid account for a thousand accidents
Shit talking prick took a laxative up the ass and said
Maybe if your dick were as big as your fucking ego
I’d be more inclined to flaunt the iron
Toss these cold totino's pizza rolls
And boast a D-cup
Preach to the happy mediums
I work out when my mattress 
Starts to sink into me, bro
Don’t you ever get tired
Of running your fucking mouth
As often as I gobble Tyson’s 
I’m sure I’ll live and die 
With all my current privileges
As long as I never visit
Younen or his equivalents
I exercise my right to abuse 
All of my expenditures
I sweat and curse
But only when I’m cramping 
On some naked girls
My gods find shelter at the local Waffle House
Rest assured, I never take communion 
Unless I bottom out
Submerged in syrup
I fervently gurgle stuffing
A burgeoning urge to work out
It burns and I blurt FUCK IT
Three pokes had seemed so scrawny 
But the leather blares anomaly
You shoulda flossed all your teeth
You shoulda meditated instead of praying
You’re emulating a paradoxical frog
Embarrassing, impatient
It’s not me, it’s the spice
It’s the porn 
You see me on the sofa
I’ll just see you on the fourth

(Hook)
Let’s work arms and
Let’s work core
Scales on bone, not sore
Bought a new scale through a wormhole
Lost for a second
Armchair? Tell me more
Let’s work out for a minute 
Till the sun meets stars
Out for a minute till the sun meets stars
Out for a minute till the sun meets stars
And we’ll see that sun 
Closer than we have before

I Work Out In July (Prod.OnAir)

Welcome to my bizarre mind | C4MOB

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Food for Thought (Prod. Tom Misch)

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