thanks for all the support on these playlists everybody,
these are some tracks id like to get some more plays and likes on 
<3

Indisputable Vibes

It's my honor to present to the SoundCloud community the first track off "Silent Crowns" an upcoming EP. This tape is the product of collaborations between Dali Darko and DisMissedFit on some of the tightest producers in the SoundCloud circle, all tracks mixed and mastered by E Jacobs, who also provided the artwork. Dali Darko is coming out of the shadows with some heavy hitting flow + lyricism to demonstrate what the underground is capable of. Get ready, cause there's only more to come...
Contributing Artists:
first verse (dalidarko) - https://soundcloud.com/ghostofdali
second verse (dismissedfit) - https://soundcloud.com/dismissedfit
production (tomcbumpz) - https://soundcloud.com/tomcbumpz
mixing + mastering + artwork (E Jacobs) - https://soundcloud.com/ejacobsbeats

The Lazarus Effect ft. Dali Darko (prod. tomcbumpz)

youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xqNQ-_Xoq2o
can't give enough credit to https://soundcloud.com/iamsamsa for coming through with crazy concepts on this gem. mad love to https://soundcloud.com/sagekyote for the killer production
lyrics:
scalpel to the heart trying to stop the bleeding 
symphonic Mozart echoes off the ceiling 
study symbols in each scar trying to catch some meaning
I’ve come to the conclusion yo I must be dreaming
yo I must be dreaming yo I must be dreaming
I’ve come to the conclusion yo we must be dreaming

wake up screaming
same dream that I’ve had for the past six years
it starts on a metal x building, feet are on the ledge, 
head starts tilting, teeter on the edge
and I jump off and it feels like a month long as I’m falling
then it cuts off as I plunge through an awning,
yawning, wake up and
I don’t really know what to make of it I
really wish these night terrors stopped
swear to god, these night mares are awful
scenes out a gothic novel, worst part is that I’m the author
x maybe I should call a doctor, maybe I should get a fucking shrink to see me,
whatever, turn on the TV, channel flip through a bunch of repeat
episodes of the twilight zone, flip to a sports channel with the highlights on,
through the primetime news and a lifetime film and a wildlife doc, then finally stop
on an infomercial
bout a controversial 
experimental, non-reversible
medical procedure
dream deletion, remove potential to dream while sleeping
and enjoy your rosy slumber
interested? call the toll-free number
one eight hundred 5867-633, fine print under, I ignore it 
just grab my phone, and dial the digits till I hear the tone, 
fingers fidget till I hear a lone voice across the speaker groan
thank you for calling
we’re no longer offering our service, I’m awfully sorry
we’re lawfully obligated to close off of our operation
thanks for your cooperation 
and they hang up
rang up their office a second time
and a third and a fourth and fifth and on the sixth I checked the line
to hear a voice give me directions to their office, there’s a sign
out front that says siesta inc in rustic print and when I find it
I should go up flights of stairs until I see a shining light and
walk through halls of doors until I get to room one hundred one
and as they talk I grab the keys and let my Civic’s engine run
and drive until I see the sign, and park my car and walk the floor
and run up flights of spiral stairs until I think I see the door
and open wide and step outside, behind me now the door is shut
I’m standing on a concrete ledge and must be 80 stories up
and as I’m slipping off the edge, I can feel my iPhone rung
and I pick up and hear the voice behind the metal echo “jump” “jump” “jump”
i must be dreaming, like i must be dreaming

flashback to the night before 
lucid swimming ocean floor 
following this motion towards 
the shore but I can barely make it
seems like everything is vacant 
except a solo lighthouse in the forest 
door is forced shut but I climb the ladder
at the top a sadder picture or illusion
eyes moving to a city left in ruins
past the woods, I draw conclusions 
wait, heard a sound 
return to ground, in the trees it seems louder
so I scatter after fractured laughter 
patterns in the distance hear it echo 
losing minutes as I let go of existence 
as I know it, tip toe into this wasteland 
lots of empty spray cans tagging no man’s land
on all the building torn down to pieces 
I wonder if man kinds now become an endangered species
and if so, what’s the purpose of my being?
I’ve come to the conclusion that I must be dreaming
man I’ve come to the conclusion that I must be dreaming
still can’t wake up so I see what all my dreams are really made of
as I follow through the wake of whatever massacre occurred
thoughts growing more disturbed passing every single curb
til I swerve into a burning sign and think
where else have I heard of Siesta Inc?

Silent Crowns

Spotify

Siesta ft. samsa (prod. Sage Kyote)

"How do you know the Muju Style..?"

Shout out to Gold Saint, NAVE, M∆LC0LM QUEST, and [ Bsd.u ]

Follow them here:
Gold Saint (M.O.A.) - @m-o-a-4
NAVE - @naveisdead
M∆LC0LM QUEST - @malcolm-quest
[ bsd.u ] - @bsdu

Song engineered by @Ejacobsbeats

GOLD SAINT x NAVE x M∆LC0LM QUEST "Jin" - Prod. [ bsd.u ]

mad love to https://soundcloud.com/crabalioto for staying up from 4:30 am to 11 am this morning making this beat with me

the basics (prod. CRAB ALIOTO)

this is the wrath of the Khans
emcees:
https://soundcloud.com/peezy617
https://soundcloud.com/dismissedfit
producer:
https://soundcloud.com/fatb1
artwork:
https://soundcloud.com/ejacobsbeats

Peezy x DisMissedFit "Khan" (prod. F@B)

mad love to NAVE for coming up with the hook together and dropping that crazy verse   https://soundcloud.com/naveisdead
beat:  https://deca.bandcamp.com/
lyrics:
throw yo fucking hands up
throw yo fucking hands up 
I said throw yo fucking up 

this damn rut has got shut into the gutter
but every bar leaking out sounding smoother than butter
and imma smother any sucker mc that only cover 
misogynistic dumb shit like you ain’t got a mother
looking at me like I’m speaking with a stu stu stu stutter
so lemme make this shit clear and commandeer
every mic in the proximity experiment with atmospheric
similes stay severed from the simple needs and never leave 
my people, they know we got power 
so they’ll try to sedate us more with every passing hour 
more money more drugs more lust more struggle 
I try to keep it humble but this shit ain’t even subtle 
anymore and it keep spreading 
damned the past and its on the same path that we’re heading 
with Trump and every bum politicians laying bait 
tell me when the fuck before was America great?
I guess I hate money or the problems money makes 
or the people making money and the lengths
that they’ll go to make it grow
letting children starve just to sell your soul

hanging out in the top soil
everytime those thoughts might spoil
depth to deep the plot gets foiled
stand the heat or blood will boil

I graduated my flow, I'm talkin Cap/Gown, next level, y'all ain't ready for the boss, better back down, I've been slangin' these beats just like a crack house, I've been eatin' things that been eatin' brains, gave me mad cow, I blacked out, ended up inside the mad house, Now i stack rounds for anybody lookin' sideways talkin' with a bad mouth, you'll catch me walkin' on your son, i'm talkin' smashed mouth, I act foul, hit you with that "Whap! Pow!", bitch I never back down, i'm feeling like i'm Zakk Wylde the way i'm shreddin' beats and pullin' strings, fuck the fat lady, it ain't over till the bullet sings, i'm taking aim, now I gotchu within my scope, a cynical indigo within his pinnacle finna blow, Now I got my mission, it's different when in physical, Lost In Transmission's comin', that shit's bout to be biblical, Y'all been spending too much time up in the Top Soil, my shit is deep, I make 'em crave it like some Hot Pollo, my love for Hip Hop is Red Hot, I put that shit on everything, I'm gettin' married to this game with out a wedding ring or a pre-nup, this chronic got me feeling like a god when I re-up, gonna keep on making music, give a fuck with we make $3.00, you think y'all are poppin? Man, out shit's about to erupt

hanging out in the top soil
everytime those thoughts might spoil
depth to deep the plot gets foiled
stand the heat or blood will boil

Top Soil ft. NAVEISDEAD (prod. deca)

Elevate with the crew
emcees:
https://soundcloud.com/dismissedfit
https://soundcloud.com/infinitebey
producer:
https://soundcloud.com/blunted_beatz
artwork:
https://soundcloud.com/ejacobsbeats

2017

DisMissedFit x Infinite Bey "Elevate" (prod. Blunted Beatz)

thanks to https://soundcloud.com/pioneerx for the beat
lyrics:
truly yours, gut wrenching troubadour 
cyclical motion encrypt my poems 
on the shores of Tripoli, separate 
from these jabroni actors phony 
acting solely in self interest if you know me
ADD MC bars like DMT trips see 
enter the apocalyptic dreamscape that we've
secluded alien entities come included
through telepathy this music is commuted 
to the pineal exclusive…ly
set free from a carefully woven web 
spun by the monsters hiding under my bed
in collaboration with other ones 
once stuck in my head
it’s all a paranormal mess, 
of psychedelic proportions 
my psilocybin fortress has contorted 
to a maze I trek for days hazed to years 
barely sorted how time stretch here 
much slower than my peers 
and every so often briefly peer back in the matrix 
but it’s a long fall from this outer space shit 
so I continue on this ride overdrive till I make it

hoping that the wasteland will no longer feel vacant
no longer feel vacant no longer feel vacant 

let’s face it, mask is glued to the face it
shows no semblance of the stardust which once made it
escape is temporary in this state of surveillance
so I bottle abstract thoughts in mason jars and evade it
ace is up my sleeve best believe I won’t waste it
skeletons in the closet pilling up so I trace it 
brittle bones pricked apart like scarecrows 
continually fail to advertise to all these damn clones
so fall back asleep while I paint these van goughs  
the fans know where I stand so the demand meets supply
inject these bars intravenous let it take you on a ride 
this a natural high I travel on a daily basis 

hoping that the wasteland will no longer feel vacant
no longer feel vacant no longer feel vacant

Wasteland (prod. Pioneer)

back at it w/  https://soundcloud.com/dismissedfit
lyrics:
wake up with a fresh pallet, feel no malice 
swing the mallet sink or swim I’m thinking lavish
thoughts while drowning like a savage taught 
to carry all this baggage while I’m walking 
down the avenue, addict to this music but son
I ain’t mad at you the foolish shit be grabbing 
attention real quick, I pay attention to the details 
make a rhyme stick in your mind, the way I designed it
refine and rewind it that fly shit, we bringing you the finest
heat, probably fucking up the climate, speak my mind shit
about to shift and drift off the sonar, soul travels solar
oh lord, 
just a man on a mission eyes glued to the prize no peripheral vision
I swear I could sit and listen to these beats for days
freestyle spitting flow state in a haze while I gaze into the cosmos
and only god knows where I’m headed 
no regrets it’s all or nothing so I keep on running 
I keep it real as real is kept you could bet it’s still a mess 
but I digress to the lower states of stress 
it’s the depths that give meaning to the height 
I’m no stereotype by any means just a kid with a whole lot of fight
in his heart crafting art with the same love I gave it at the start
what got me into music vibrations therapeutic 
all about how you use it all about how you use it
never will I lose it that’s true shit I can’t stress that enough 
all your creations are forsaken unless you make it with love

Running  ft. DisMissedFit (prod. Sir Name)

i live for Hip Hop.. always a work in progress
collaborations $120 a verse
beats $250

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pGiZFZYJIA8
"Silent Crowns" EP here 2017 ... 
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