Second trakk off of Spark Master Tape's 3rd project. Produced by Paper Platoon. #SWOUP #GLOBALSWOUP 

WATCH VIDEO HERE: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jti2C4_OXMo

KKaptain Baseball Bat Boi (Produced By Paper Platoon)

New SWOUP. strait out the sprinkklers. Produced by Paper Platoon. #PROPEICA #2014WEON #SWOUP

Propeica (Produced By Paper Platoon)

The world is burning, and I'm not even sure how it started
I heard some person spilled the midnight oil onto the carpet
Of their apartment - others say an arsonist sparked it
Some even swear that it's been there since Adam fell from the garden, but I
Know that's a myth cuz I was in that crowded theater
When somebody shouted "fire" and no one around believed her
We were cave dwellers - sitting comfortably
Till I saw my shadow start to flicker on the seat in front of me

We watched the city being charred, and passed incinerated cars
Power lines alit like C-beams that glitter in the dark
And from above you could witness amber threads cover each district
On the CNN feed like they were written in the stars
They said riot vans were supplied to each fireman
And hired hand who tried and tried again without a fighting chance
So now we're out the frying pan and into the fire
And each day it's like I'm trapped inside a cigarette lighter

Since that night I've changed - I quit romantic interactions
Cuz it felt a little tactless to be having Tinder matches
Runnin' into old flames'd just be a drag if it happened
Kicked the habit - and don't forget the risk of getting gaslit
These days, Steam games I've just been avoiding
My temper is like embers and my blood's always boiling
Wearing flared jeans is sorta fine, blazers might be borderline
Sears in short supply, I hear they're under-employing
Despite the deaths I'm abandoning rituals like candlelit vigils
I've never been less keen to use my Amazon Kindle
Our panicked officials may as well be a man with a fiddle
Who does nothin' but stand in the middle of Rome as it burns

Their plans are all wishful, they say so many words
They're understanding and civil, and then they vote to adjourn
Their only concern that they don't just totally shirk
Is when they open their purses for brokerage firms
I know, that's absurd - and now we're seeing folks selling merch
For purchase with cutesy slogans that you can throw on a shirt
Like how adulting in the midst of an inferno's the worst
I heard a talk show host's selling fire-themed frozen desserts

Meanwhile the radio reports conditions improving
Cuz look, this crematorium owner says business is booming
A former friend's a flame skeptic, he says evidence is weak
Cuz you can't ever just believe the shit on MSNBC
I'm worried for him but I'll be the first to admit
For a disbeliever, he's certainly quick at burnin' a bridge
People's takes have gotten blazing hot - and if you make a blog,
You can say anything and get shared by a Facebook mom
Fake or not - like "fire alarms are government tracking machines"
Or "how to get the perfect smokey eye naturally"
Or "grow sage 'n' rosemary for homemade potpourri
To mask annoying gas leaks while you Postmates groceries"

Okay, so can we just skip to the epilogue?
I'll even leave a nice review of it up on Letterboxd
Forget the plot, forget the scent of scorched pines and oak
Forget the sight of the horizon cloaked in plumes of rising smoke
Pretend we never saw the sky turn the colour of blood and honey
Like a flame spirit drunkenly swallowin' up the country
As hundreds of tongues consume any inquisitive moth
Its voice a hiss when it talks, on trails of igneous rock
I thought fire was a gift till I saw it melt the ice caps
So Prometheus, i 'preciate it but send it right back
And now I'm rambling - shit, I've been lettin' my mind stray
When I got chores to handle and there's still ash in my driveway
They say if you can't stand the heat get out of the kitchen
But now my kettle's makin' sounds, the fumes are cloudin' my vision
So till the ground is extinguished and we've doused the whole world in rain
I've got no choice but to learn how to live life in eternal flame

the world is burning

holy ghost

GD KKSH

Produced by PAPER PLATOON


We have watched them all. Every single video submission and we have decided to inkklude every single fukking one. 


This trakk was inspired by that shit. 


We global. We Shall Rise.


#SWOUP

GD KKSH (Produced by Paper Platoon)

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Listen to Sisyphus I here: https://soundcloud.com/headhaunter/sisyphus-i-prod-ibrahim

There was gonna be a Sisyphus III with samsa until he retired - but we still wanted to put I and II out. Each track tells a different story.

Hook written by: @iamsamsa, art by me!

Lyrics:

I've been warpin through the fourth dimension, with no more to explore left
Toured each wormhole and vortex on my quest to just thwart death
A thousand ways to die, be it cardiac or cancer,
I travel time in hopes that some forgotten god will have the answer

I've traversed the valley of death's shadow searchin for Baphomet
In caverns where Apollo slept, I'm trackin down Nyarlathotep
Read some chapters next to blasphemous statues from magic texts,
Only two things are certain and I ain't paid my taxes yet

I've planned to see a glimpse of Panacea to bewitch her,
Intoxicatin mixtures of Rolling Rock and youth elixir
Each time I might've died, I rewind the time five days
Tryna skirt my demise and escape my divine fate

Encased in ancient Cenozoic ice - twice - but I melted.
The helmet of Hades I sheltered myself in's just a relic
Stopped by Mephistopheles - got lost in his home
Called up Yamaraja's phone and made philosopher's stones

On a first name basis with Chernabog, I've turned the clock
And urged Pandora to burn the box but it didn't work so hot
Got an ankh in my pocket, an ouroboros tattoo
Hoarded horcruxes, and I've sipped primordial soup

Implored the Four Horsemen to not be the mortal I was prior 
Sought out Orpheus but unfortunately just found a lyre
Did business with shinigami, and still continue clueless
Though I've interviewed Methuselah, listened to Anubis,
And been to every festival of death collecting talismans.
I've bribed Azrael to forget me and questioned Lazarus 
Got sacrilegious amulets and bracelets next to
Chained up phoenixes I ensared and experiment on in my basement

And at this rate I fear I've tried to find a cure in vain
Every year I age will disappear in time like tears in rain
But I've been here and there and I'll endure until my quest's complete
And desperately resist destiny as long as there's breath in me

Sisyphus 
Steady rolling boulders up the summit 
Sunday sundown watch em settle, monday sunup, watch em plummet
Yes I’m sisyphus
Static balance pebbles on the brink
Sunday sundown watch em settle, monday sunup, watch em sink

spotify

Sisyphus II

feat. @ibr
prod. @abembeats
mix. @ibr

Lyrics:
Headhaunter:
Ax heads glisten in the twilight, chop the guards down/
and whittle them all down to nothing to see the wood chips blot the stars out/
I cough up a dark cloud, heart burns with forest fires/
animals howl at the scene as our kingdom's surely fortified/ 
I'm followed around by organ grinders with some somber songs as evergreens/
are drained of all their color as they fall and fall to frenzied swings/ 
from this death machine, that's hacking at tangled roots/
no conscience barks at me, grab ancient sequoias to break in two/

Hook:

I just chop and chop, chop the forest down to make a living/
under skeletal flocks of vultures and the acid rain that singes/
I just chop and chop, non-stop, won't halt or take a minute/
in the densest fog with mother nature making strange incisions/
I still chop and chop, chop the forest down to make a killing/
chop away the vines that reach towards my legs and break the feeling/  
of being over-encumbered, and not in control/ 
work the rest of my days but I want to go home/

Ibrahim:
I'm kissing maple trees with chainsaw tongues
Watch 'em bleed sap and leave behind a trail of dropped crumbs
And unstitch a million-acre quilt of ivy and moss
I'm an automaton with a hatchet striking a clock
In a metropolis populated by sycamore and hickory 
To rhythms of falling logs and a snapping twig symphony 
And as half-tempo my watch goes by and the sun crawls across the sky 
I chop at pines in the grasp of drowsy Father Time
My dreams are splintered fragments, visions of timber split by axes,
Paths littered with future cribs and caskets
Every swing a pendulum, sever roots till they're cleft in two
'Cause it's all I've ever known and it's all I'll ever do

Headhaunter:
Dim blue light refracts off ax heads from shadows to rainbows/
and leaves your psyche impacted when it glows, it accents the pathos/
I uproot dandelion weeds until they blow the sun out/
oaks are tugged down while eternity still laughs and pokes his tongue out/
and now I cut every hedge into animals, watch 'em come to life/
I daydream an off-world escape, where I live far away on the upper side/
but still unto forever and I'm non compos mentis/
a drop of sweat into the void where the chops chops are endless/

Chop Chop cont. (ft. ibrahim)

exe and aadams spot a rocketship and small figure in the distance. upon approaching it they discover a boy with a hammer appearing to be repairing the rocketship. he suspiciously introduces himself as sin. exe and aadams ask sin if he knows anything about the lab exe woke up from or where they are. sin replies that, to his knowledge, the planet is abandoned - save for some areas of wilderness. he tells them that his reason for even being on the planet at all was that he stopped there to find fuel and parts for his damaged rocketship. exe and aadams ask sin if they can accompany him off the planet. he says he can drop them off at the next planet over on the way to his actual destination.

the boy and the rocketship

exe the cyborg and aadams the robot decide to look around the urban wasteland they have found themselves in for clues on exe's past

patreon: https://www.patreon.com/ibrbeats

in search of splintered memories

Hey, sorry about the long wait in between tracks! Here's a new one :>

Its about the time I've been spending lately in cities, walking around and seeing the different flavours they have to offer. Hope you like it! It'll be out on Spotify the day after tomorrow :0

city street rhapsody

making beats every day. mostly uploading so i can check sound on other sound systems. lots of garbage, some good

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ddraeh

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