"Mark Battles is surprising fans (well, not a surprise anymore) with a new mixtape today, PreSeason, hinting to us that this is just his warm-up phase. The new mixtape arrives shortly after news that he's working on a collabo album with Dizzy Wright and Euroz, so there will be no lack of Battles this summer.

You can find Mark's Fly America signee Derek Luh on the new project, as well as Curren$y and Chris Webby. Production is predominantly handled by J-Cuse" HNHH

Mark Battles - Training Camp Feat. E & Terry

Single from the "Las Vegas Blvd EP" which you can download here! http://itsxmusic.com/albums/

Jack Of Clubs (Las Vegas Blvd EP)

FINAL TAKE (Feat. Jo Canebière)(Nostalgic International Slam-Rap-Pop)


Verse 1

The director takes care of the camera with grace 
The director takes care of the camera with grace 
The lighting man packs up his mic, leaves no trace
A page is turning in the silence of the night 
After exaltation, melancholy holds us tight

Chorus

Final take, one last light
The dolly shot descending to the ground (X2)
The dolly shot descending to the ground (X2)
The smiles fade away from sight
Final take, one last light
The dolly shot descending to the ground
The smiles fade away

Verse 2

Last verification of the footage that we shot
We look at each other, remember what we've got (X2)
This feeling of sadness after so much joy
The suspended moment, then it's gone, destroyed

Chorus

Final take, one last light (X2)
The dolly shot descending to the ground (X2)
The smiles fade away from sight
Final take, one last light
The dolly shot descending to the ground
The smiles fade away

Bridge

We say goodbye, this shared moment ends
The shooting stops, we all go separate ways, my friends (X2)
We say goodbye, this shared moment ends
The shooting stops, we all go separate ways, my friends (X2)
Another life begins with tomorrow's dawn
The light will come again when a new day is born

Final Chorus

Final take, one last light
The dolly shot descending to the ground
The smiles fade away, giving way to pain
Final take, one last light
The dolly shot descending to the ground
The smiles fade away...
The smiles fade away...

FINAL TAKE (Feat. Jo Canebière) (Nostalgic International Slam-Rap-Pop)

Try it Now!
Reidmoto: ALL

[Verse 1]

Outside the Pep Boys, watching cars break down,
I’d spot the panic spreading clear across the town.
Said, “Triple-A mechanic—what seems to be the issue?”
Wiggled random hoses like I had an official tissue.

[Pre-chorus]

“Try it now,” I’d say with a confident grin,
Like I had a magic switch wired deep within.
Engines caught fire like a blessing from above,
People stared at me shocked, full of faith and love.

[Chorus]

They breathed a sigh of relief
Like I’d parted the Red Sea,
Tipped me at least twenty
And looked sheepish and cheap.

Often offered me more,
And I kept silent and ignored.
Always did the trick—
Their guilt increased my score.

[Verse 2]

Wore a gray-blue shirt with a name patch sewn,
Didn’t match my name—but the con had grown.
Looked the part officially, hustle running smooth,
Credibility was money, doubled every move.

[Pre-chorus]

“Try it now,” I’d whisper like a saint on the grind,
Even though I didn’t know a spark plug from a brine.
Half the cars came roaring back from the dead,
Folks thanking me like I healed what the devil misled.

[Chorus]

They breathed a sigh of relief
Like I’d parted the Red Sea,
Tipped me at least twenty
And looked sheepish and cheap.

Often offered me more,
And I kept silent and ignored.
Always did the trick—
Their guilt increased my score.

[Verse 3]

Had a motel view so I could watch the flow,
Picked the perfect moment when the engines said “no.”
Most days made twenties, but some people didn’t play—
They gave me C-notes—man, that made my day.

[Pre-chorus]

“Try it now,” and miracles moved in the air,
Their hope, my hustle—what a beautiful pair.
Every time a car turned over, my pockets got fat,
A con with a smile—imagine that.

[Chorus]

They breathed a sigh of relief
Like I’d parted the Red Sea,
Tipped me at least twenty
And looked sheepish and cheap.

Often offered me more,
And I kept silent and ignored.
Always did the trick—
Their guilt increased my score.

[Outro]

Jiggled a hose or two, then vanished on cue—
Try it now… try it now…
Worked every time,
And they never knew.

Try it Now!  v. HIP HOP  Songs for Addicts from my IRL

Available on Itunes
https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/rubber-bands-single/id1036379731

The WreckHouse crew Collaborate to bring you this monster posse cut produced by Claws Beats

Written By: Denzil Porter, Connie Diiamond, Doe, Swerve Mitch, Latta Ford

Produced by Claws
Recorded At The WreckHouse, The Bronx NY 
(646 705 5557)

Wreckhouse - Rubber Bands ( Denzil Porter, Connie Diiamond, Doe, Latta Ford, & Swerve Mitch )

Problem (Feat. Patrick Buckley)

Here's 2 new songs I love but wont make the EP.. Enjoy!

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Reality Check

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JUST SOMETHING I HAD IN THE VAULT FOR 2 YEARS HOPE U ENJOY!

"NOT FOR SALE" (EP) DROPS NEXT MONTH!

Already (Prod. BWard)

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This is the first single off my upcoming EP "Not For Sale" Fully produced Noco 

Think Again (Prod. Noco)

Written.Performed.Recorded.Mixed.Master.Art By @CarltonCarvalho
Produced By @Toombeatz

It's GOLDMIND. DIEMON are my brothers. Let's clear that up. 

Lyrics

[Hook]
ALL I NEED IS ME
Then I need a beat
I don't need "We"
I don't need a co-sign
ALL I NEED IS ME
Let that bitch breathe
Then I go deep
I don't waste no time
ALL I NEED IS ME
I don't need the freaks
I don't need the weed
Just tell me when it's showtime
ALL I NEED IS ME
Got the recipe
Mix it with belief
Ok, now its GO TIME, GO TIME

[Verse]
Talkin' like I need you I'll leave you
Bitch like "Bob" I will "weave" you
He be on his job, that's what he do
I can't fuck with ya'll cause you see through
Moving like the mob making G moves
Motion picture shit, this the preview
Watch me get rich off of ME too
Stay down with your shit and they'll believe you

[Hook]
ALL I NEED IS ME
Then I need a beat
I don't need "We"
I don't need a co-sign
ALL I NEED IS ME
Let that bitch breathe
Then I go deep
I don't waste no time
ALL I NEED IS ME
I don't need the freaks
I don't need the weed
Just tell me when it's showtime
ALL I NEED IS ME
Got the recipe
Mix it with belief
Ok, now its GO TIME, GO TIME

[Verse]
It's my time, don't send me no muhfuckin' beats 'less you sending me some hard shit
Don't worry if it's DIEMON or if its GOLDMIND, know that issa family so know its squad shit
Real hittas on my line that'll turn you to a vegetable cause that's the only way they know to SQUASH it
& I'm bout to do shows all around the fucking globe, real Hip-Hop lookin' like a mosh pit

[Hook]
ALL I NEED IS ME
Then I need a beat
I don't need "We"
I don't need a co-sign
ALL I NEED IS ME
Let that bitch breathe
Then I go deep
I don't waste no time
ALL I NEED IS ME
I don't need the freaks
I don't need the weed
Just tell me when it's showtime
ALL I NEED IS ME
Got the recipe
Mix it with belief
Ok, now its GO TIME, GO TIME

Think Again (Prod. Noco)

Davon King