great voices... driving and intelligent beat

Created an account just to say that were it not for the included lyrics I would not have grasped just how sick Mictlan's line here is.  Mac shortcut references?  Cot dammit Mikey.

Minneapolis is the beat place for hip hop this is just another example  

this is hot, cant say its like everything else, cause its not!!!

doomtree

THE GOLDEN RULE (RAPPIN 4TAY AND GIFT OF GAB)

The new album ALL HANDS out now www.doomtree.net/allhands

BEASTFACE
Produced by P.O.S
Guitar by Jake Hanson Additional vocals by Lizzo

Writer: Sims
Publishing: Sims is a Business (ASCAP)
Writer: P.O.S
Publishing: Half a Kidney, Half a Lung (ASCAP)
Writer: Mike Mictlan
Publishing: Deity for Hire (ASCAP)
Composer: P.O.S
Publishing: Half a Kidney, Half a Lung (ASCAP)

(Sims)
Now I’m playing with the house money / I’m out of mind, checked out, out of line / and if I come back it’s only good for store credit / no return no receipt / no surrender no surprise their / paradigm seems a couple dimes short of a sum that’ll change something / Tell me that the money matters / I’m outside setting fire
to the ladder / We came to aim / key rings and chains / we ain’t the same / I made my lane with the same paint / that they waste on the town that is owned by the bank / by the hope, by the throat, by the angst / by the hoax that is cloaked in a rank / pull up the people pull up the stakes / by the time that they pull up the tanks / Now you’re playing with the God money / looking like a little man, nose runny / Thinking on another plan, huh dummy? / Pull the teeth out man we’re all hungry
(Hook)
And I know where to look when I’m going, when I’m gone / when I’m broke, when I’m way out / I been living with the same sick that we all came down with / And I know where to go when I’m lost / where to cope when I need a little hideout / Nothing new under the sun / so head up and get up and get on the run
(Stef)
I got that beast face, I’m a trapper star / waking up muddy, going to bed bloody / Bees in a—wait—thieves in a trap / hands cover face, scream into that / Handle whose fate, strap in whose lap / not so much a weapon, Doomtree prepping / look back fondly, 20/20 calmly / dug a hole headed for the fuckin pine trees / Hit the passport, palm seas, cool breeze / Minnesotan, let it burn like the fall leaves color / nutter, stutter step the suffer / rep like a torch through butter, fucker
(Mike)
So you the Boogie Man, huh? / Where you at? I ain’t scared / Bend prism in the dark, dilated, workin with the moonlight / I can see who’s huntin / Wherever I go, there I am / eyes wide open, not for nothin / sucka headspin until it nod off / hyperventilated, mind eradicated / boy I’m lucky I made it, lil homie be a boy / Man that’s game, then why ya’ll runnin? / Bet I can see you in the dark Ghost Busted / what? I know who to trust now / And I never ever will, I never ever will again / break will to the inner boost feeling booze illin / who’s healin, who killin who, safe house new ceiling
(Hook)
(Hook)

DOOMTREE "Beastface"

Self-produced
Instagram @crash333n

LYRICS
Lost- 
Days lost in my ways
In this maze
No escape 
I needa break outside the cage 
No debate
Create change
You wish you never let me stray-
Far away
You & me we ain't the same
I wish you would just get up out my face
3x

Days lost
Ain't comin' back 
You & me we ain't the same
I wish you would just get up out my face 
Out my face
Get up out my face
Get up out my face
Out my face, is what I said

Days lost
To my head 2x
Days lost
When I left 2x
Far away
Ain't comin' back (comin' back)
Far away 
What I said, is what I said
2x

:(:

lost days

Get the full album here: https://guante.bandcamp.com/album/post-post-race

“White People on Twitter” is the first single from “Post-Post-Race,” the debut collaboration from the Twin Cities’ Guante & Katrah-Quey. Over Katrah-Quey’s disarmingly subtle, contemplative beat, Guante lays out many of the common complaints and evasions from white people whenever the subject of racism comes up, building from a clever, laugh-to-keep-from-crying deconstruction of "All Lives Matter" tropes to a devastatingly serious look at the real-life consequences of those attitudes.

Music: Katrah-Quey: www.twitter.com/kqbeats
Words: Guante: www.twitter.com/elguante
Mixing: Evan Bakke and Graham O'Brien

Find more from Katrah-Quey at @Katrah-Quey

Buy on Bandcamp

White People On Twitter (prod. Katrah-Quey)

Doomtree "The Grand Experiment"

Spose - The King Of Maine

The Budo remix of See Today off of Soulcrate's Kick Rocks Collection.

See Today (Budo Remix)

Sean Anonymous & DJ Name - Clock In Feat. Sims

Mike Mictlan "WZRD SCIENCE" feat. Greg Grease

Spicy Peeñ

Mike Mictlan "HELLA FRREAL"

Scottie Pippen feat. Z3R0K00L8D &amp; Spyder Baybie Raw Dog

DJ Black Panther - Sad Times Ft Arch Rival

Pre-order Dessa's debut album 'A Badly Broken Code,' available on vinyl for the first time to commemorate its 10th anniversary, right here: http://bit.ly/DessaABBC10

CREDITS:
Written by Dessa
Produced by Cecil Otter
Recorded at The Birdcage
Featuring Jessy Greene on violin

LYRICS:
Fifteen years from tonight 
You have to make a decision 
The greatest love of your life
Is gonna call during dinner…
From the home of the girl 
That he’s living with now. 
The guilt he’ll say is killing him
He’s wilted in the middle and 
He knows how bad he acted
Knows he can’t have you back
But the fact is he can’t be happy 
When you’re angry and you’re so angry 
He says you stayed so mad. 
He heard it on the street that 
You moved back in with your dad
You were drinking something awful 
And that makes him sad.
Then he says it’s good 
To hear your voice again
And that it’s hard to ask it, 
But he’s calling with a question. 
He’s been working real hard
Tryna make a new start
An honest-to-god fresh beginning 
So maybe you could try to 
Finally find in your heart
To forgive him. 

(Chorus)
You’ve already been here before 
You already know where it goes
You chose this, you know 
It’s supposed to be over. 
Refrain. 

He hung up the phone
You listened to the dial tone 
And you stared at the stove 
Until the beeping started 
You read some love letters some threats 
And some you couldn’t tell apart
That you keep under the bed 
At the apartment, and then you did 
What he asked you to do
You opened your heart up 
Right there on a napkin on the carpet
And part of it was frostbit
But you’ve always been a smart kid 
Could still distinguish
The blood black as pitch
Valves had gone stiff
Veins and scar tissue 
Four chambers just a standard issue 
But none had room. Forgiveness is huge
And you had two full of ice water
One fulla salt, one packed with coal 
Eager and ready and willing to find fault. 

Chorus

Then, with your heart in your lap
And your head in your hands
Suddenly you had a plan.
Wrap the mess in newspaper
Headed west on Hennepin,
Heavy with a huge favor  
For a kid that just turned ten.
A flat-chested gap-toothed girl
Was the best that I’ve been so far 
And now I’m too big to forgive him
I need just a moment with me,
A moment when I was still little.
I used to sing on the roof 
Outside my windowsill and
I came hoping some ghost of me 
Would be here still 
And here you are 
Stick figure and a busted grin
Still ignorant of the all trouble 
I’ma get us in.
Hoping we could trade, just for tonight.
Like I could borrow your heart and I could leave you mine
It’s not much for collateral,
Tattered and battle-scarred,
But I can promise you solemn
That I will be back for it tomorrow.
I only need yours this evening,
So I can call an old friend.
And I can tell him 
That we’re finally even.
That we’re finally even. 

Chorus

Doomtree "The Grand Experiment"

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