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Calvin Harris feat. Ellie Goulding - Outside (Hardwell Remix)
After a year that saw him retain his crown of World #1 DJ for a second consecutive year, sweep in to dominate the festival landscape with colossal peak time performances everywhere from Future Music Festival in Australia to Tomorrowland's 10th anniversary edition in Belgium, as well as releasing his chart-dominating debut artist album United We Are, Hardwell also found the time to construct yet another dancefloor thriller, this time with his remix of Calvin Harris's satiable hit 'Outside'.

Stomping arpeggios followed by spacious break-downs that allows for British starlet Ellie Goulding's soaring falsetto to take centre stage, Hardwell steers Calvin's pop gem into a direction of pure unadulterated dance, complete with big-room drops and  an infectiously heavy beat.

Receiving its live premiere at his #UnitedWeAre kick-off shows that sold-out Amsterdam's  colossal Ziggo Dome, demonstrating Hardwell's true ability as a highly-respected artist both on the live circuit and within the studio, this unique edit of 'Outside' has already been causing a stir across social media and throughout online forums over the weekend, rousing up excitement for its impending release after thousands tuned in to hear the official mastered version in the latest episode of Hardwell On Air.  

Hardwell's remix of 'Outside' is out now on Calvin Harris's Fly Eye Records exclusive to Beatport and will be available via iTunes March 16th.

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Calvin Harris feat. Ellie Goulding - Outside (Hardwell Remix)(OUT NOW!)

RIVERSIDE JYNN: 
Smoking crack in the back of an Acura. 
Bitch you wack and you rap better pack it up. 
Cut the act w/ axe, in the body boi. 
If you ask me to rap, you get smacked w/ em.   

I put it on god, I put it on everything that you get stuck on my bars. 
niggero; 
you get stuck from the start, pull out the cock and get fucked for the part. 

Pulling out bodies on bodies, we shooting nobodies, 
Get you on the hobby.
And that's called a homi(cide)
Death to America, rooting the commies.  
Catch you; 
I'm sipping on liquor like cat soup, 
We spitting like dividents nigga, 
Now watch Dori bless me I'm talking bout "act-chu".

LIL BOCA: https://soundcloud.com/yungdori
Don't try to compete because we know you are uncertified,
And don't come with that gay spit talking like you are uncircumcised,
It's me and boy Crackhead sippin' water when we toxified.
I catch you in the back with the pack and leave you de-calcified.
I'm hydrated, I'm sippin'
My eyes red and I'm piffin,
You can't see me, you can't reach me boy i'm hiding out like a villain.
The vapor give me hope that we ain't never going broke so watch me try to spit a living make a dime and get the women
Go. 

(You niggas not ready.)

Prod. Mike Labyrinth

COHESION FT. YUNG DORI (PROD. DJ BOOTY BACON)

FOLLOW JYNN: https://instagram.com/riversidejynn 
Nigga I ain't, getting up. 
What's the point of, written stuff. 
I ain't want it. 
You ain't want it. 
We ain't want it.
This enough.
Now it's over, but listen up. 
The cowards sober he lifts it up; 
He ain't want it. I ain't want it. 
Now he wanted from the crowd screaming loud but he's finished, time to give it up. (2x)  

[VERSE]
Riding thru the mother fucking city w/ my woes; 
Sippin' on this 40' slam the pedel, and leggo.
My niggas bout it, bout it; let the handle cannons blow. 
My niggas bout it, bout it; let the handle cannons;

Handle on the heat, I picked you pointing at the truth and/
It's just like a small discussion different damage if you suited.
Pay to pressure at the sudefed, I'll pick a perfect loser,    
Man there's fifty shades of powder, pick your poison [be]fore you shoot it.

If you shoot it, promise that you'll never touch another drug; 
Another moment w/ that fucker, then you're dug up 6ft under.
Almost caught a local tweaking off the bubbler,
The type of shit that mountains over top you gonna need to try and shovel her. 

Sipping on that happiness, no wonder they say "Double Cup", 
A couple motherfuckers in the circle like a bubble butt. 
Poking at a picture of a undercover subtle, pucker up because I swore I'd try to use another rubber but- 

[HOOK]
Nigga I ain't, getting up. 
What's the point of, written stuff. 
I ain't want it. 
You ain't want it. 
We ain't want it.
This enough.
Now it's over, but listen up. 
The cowards sober he lifts it up; 
He ain't want it. I ain't want it. 
Now he wanted from the crowd screaming loud but he's finished, time to give it up. (2x)  

(Prod. Klimeks)
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@riversidejynn “FREE ULBRICHT” (PROD. KLIMEKS)

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SayWeCanFly - When I Come Home

(Prod. https://soundcloud.com/anobodyreally)

Man I'm just another nigga in his conscious, 
Mumbling his none-sense,
Gotta get the fuck up, I'm running outta of an option.   
Probably got the fucker to tell em' run out of hot shit. 
On god, I'm just wondering hungry but I'm nauseous. 
Put up on the bread for whenever you try deny this. 
Bullets in the back for whenever, you niggas riding.
Fucking w/ them dungarees-over all and I'm strapped up.
I pull the shit together like stitching up in a mosh-pit.  

I'll tell you niggas now, (You, Ain't, Cool) 
Cut the boolean idiot cause you ain't, (true). 
Pull the Ruger and do it, there go the main, (tool). 
You a studio shooter, looking for game, (fool).   
  
'N' 'I', gotta tell em like, "GG",
'A'ye, nigga better look at it like 3D. 
Same niggas popping pussy on the TV. 
Be them same niggas saying they don't want to see me.

See DEEZ, that's a calm profit. 
Whipping up palm olive, under the beach trees.
Now I got 3 G's nigga never soap or even l33t speeds. 
These be !?%@ that you itching like a street fiend. 

Down south, cooking it up in the deep sea. 
You know I gotta keep the hard, just like it's beep beep. 
Three boulders of that chicken for the cheap cheap.
Stepping on my "breds" like don't you ever try to "sneak" me.

@riversidejynn "BEFORE THE MOUNTAINS II" (PROD. ʎpoqou)

Change The World Forever

Prod. Riverside Jynn 

But when that needle in my arm start jittering, 
then bartard settles while I'm sitting in the middle 
of this small park, ghetto lil niggas, try get at me when the car start, 
little did you know, that Jynn been spitting like he's charizard.  

Nigga I been, going hard there ain't no far part nothing. 
If you see it how I see throw on them long john something,
to get out of blizzard I figured all ya'll coming.
It's ridiculous niggas snitchin and ya'll frontin. 

Quick to fill a nigga wallet before all ya'll stomachs.
Make it flip and bring the money like it's all ya'll stuntin.  
And that's on ya'll fronting like it's raw ya buggin. 
Didn't wanna do it but now all yall, fuck it. 

That's a oh yea subject, period nigga 
Jynn is the king, fit to rip right thru the royal budget. 
And forget it if I'm lickin on the nectar of the gods when I'm spitting, like I'm sipping on that goya brotha, 

YOU ARE FUGAZEY, 
SO FUCK YOU PAY ME, 
I'M BOUT THAT MULA, 
BEEN BOUT THAT LATELY. 

THIS IS THE RULER, 
DON'T CHU THINK ITS CRAZY. 
THIS PAPER ITCHING, 
SHIT DONT EVEN PHASE ME.  (2x)

@riversidejynn "PROPAIN" (PROD. RIVERSIDE JYNN)

Lyrics: 
Fuck running through the city with my woes, 
I been tucking hella blickeys in clothes, 
Ten toes down niggas won't believe it I told em, 
. . But how many of their bitches be my hoes now? 
Hold down my tubesock gripping on this so loud half, 
When I spit, I'm Scotty Pippen to the whole crowd buggin 
Shooting any nigga scheming at my shows.
I been sold out, bitches steady screaming till it's over. 
Walk into my crib I got my feet up on the sofa,
And nigga I just gotta guarantee you didn't know huh? 
I'm got them lyric Super Saiyans like I'm Gohan, 
& like a demon, I be pissing off the pope. 
Shit you steady dreaming, I be leaning off the soap box, 
Niggas be on tv got me feening for a whole lot.
& Riverside is bubbling like flesh over the botox and, 
I got em listening I finish they like woah gotdamn!

Why this nigga flow hot and, 
He a pro I bet that nigga gonna blow up fam, 
They call me Crackhead & when they laugh I be like "so what" and
That nigga always steady dropping they like dont stop man. 
Got damn 
And you bitches want my whole nuts in,
Ya-mouth, I bet she'd eat and that's no bluffin, 
Front like we never met and then go throat ya friends.   
Running through em' like my name is US-I-AN. (bolt)

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