Super What?

Jason & The Czargonauts (feat. Del The Funky Homosapien)

The Odd Czar Against Us

Cheat Codes

Violas and Lupitas

Ghetto Pop Life

Yoo-Hoo!

Here We Go Again

Don't Do Drugs

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US Rap Hip Hop 2025 – American Trap Beat Mix #3314

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[Verse]
Snap to the rhythm, my words tap-dance,
Cereal for thought, spoon-fed with no hands.
Vinyl spinning, dust storm in the groove,
My bars cut corners, sharp edges improve.

Grit in my voice, sandpaper smooth,
Dreams in my pocket, never approved.
Mic like a weapon, my aim never skewed,
Blueprints scribbled in a chaotic mood.

[Chorus]
Snap, snap, rhythm in my bones,
Cracks in the beat, but the flow still owns.
Snap, snap, let the cypher ignite,
Freestyle flames burning through the night.

[Verse 2]
Loose screws in my head, still build cathedrals,
Brick by brick, stacking bars illegal.
Grammar outlaws, commas run wild,
Syntax rebels with a misfit style.

Pencil broke, still etching my scars,
Paper’s a canvas, I’m Picasso with bars.
Echoes in alleys, syllables roam,
Lost in the static, still finding my home.

[Bridge]
Snap to the rhythm, heartbeat drum,
Bassline crawling where the words come from.
Echo chamber mind, reverberates loud,
A quiet kid turned king of the crowd.

Freestyle Fire

[Verse]
Mind racing, marathon with no medal,
Thoughts heavy, stacked bricks on the pedal,
Clock hands spin, tickin' war drums of metal,
City pulse thumpin', heartbeats unsettled.

Streetlights flicker, Morse code to the lost,
Concrete whispers, every step a cost,
Hustle on my shoulders, dreams double-crossed,
But I’m sprintin’ past shadows, line gettin’ embossed.

[Chorus]
Runnin’ through the chaos, sprint of the mind,
Every turn a battle, truth I gotta find.
Sprintin', sprintin', no rewind,
Sprintin', sprintin', one of a kind.

[Verse 2]
Shoelaces frayed, but the soul stays laced,
Time chasing me, and I’m keeping the pace.
Windows shattered, reflections misplaced,
But my stride’s got rhythm, the beat won’t waste.

Voices in the alleys, echoing schemes,
Night paints murals, graffiti of dreams.
Chasin' after futures, stitched at the seams,
Reality bends, but it’s never as it seems.

[Chorus]
Runnin’ through the chaos, sprint of the mind,
Every turn a battle, truth I gotta find.
Sprintin', sprintin', no rewind,
Sprintin', sprintin', one of a kind.

Sprint of the Mind

White Van Music

Trap Door (feat. MF Doom)

Get 'Er Done feat MF Doom

I jumped in the car and went 10 years back in time to give my younger self a phone to post stuff with.

Yoo-Hoo!

Danger Mouse