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After bringing you classics like Blu and Exile's "Below the Heavens", Fashawns "Boy Meets world" and more.. Exile Does it again with his latest album teaming up with Dirty Science Rapper Johaz under the name DAG SAVAGE for their debut album E&J. With features from Blu, Fashawn, Aloe Blacc and more, this future classic is a must have.
itunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/e-j/id815397010
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Morcheeba feat. Talib Kweli  Let Me See (DJ Hi-Tek remix)

[歌詞]
夜に溶ける city light  
静かな鼓動の inside  
Step by step, I walk alone  
曖昧な影と tone  

You know the way I move tonight  
交わる rhythm, black and white  
届かない声でも  
響くよ slow and low  

Keep it cool, keep it real  
夜風に乗せて feel  
流れるままに stay  
No need to hide away  

Keep it cool, keep it real  
響く heartbeat steel  
交差するこの place  
We gonna fly away  

Lights flicker, midnight runner  
言葉よりも vibe が勝る  
Check the mirror, I see no fear  
この瞬間だけ crystal clear  

Switch lanes, Tokyo night  
Shadows dancing out of sight  
曖昧な truth, I let it slide  
Cross the line, I won’t hide  

流れる時の隙間に  
Lost and found my melody  
Broken beats も harmony  
自由だけが guarantee  

Keep it cool, keep it real  
夜風に乗せて feel  
流れるままに stay  
No need to hide away  

Keep it cool, keep it real  
響く heartbeat steel  
交差するこの place  
We gonna fly away  

Step in the zone, take control  
Half Japanese, half my soul  
都市のリズムと合わさる drum  
Every beat I strike, here I come  

Zero regrets, just the flow  
隠せない heat I show  
Stay awake, no replay  
Gotta keep movin every day  

Hold me tight in neon rain  
痛みも溶ける refrain  
未来はまだ unseen  
But I trust this in-between  

Keep it cool, keep it real  
夜風に乗せて feel  
流れるままに stay  
No need to hide away  

Keep it cool, keep it real  
響く heartbeat steel  
交差するこの place  
We gonna fly away

Cool＆Real

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Def Bond & K.Reen - Tu Me Plais ( Extended Pirate Mix 2025)

Midnight Frequency

Khrysis f/ Oh No - OKMD

Produced by Che Grand
Recorded at Tanya's Fried Chicken
Artwork by SOAP Goods Creative
Photography by Erik Jogernsen

Abandoned Theme Park

The Record feat. Che Grand

Stream/Download the Single: http://smarturl.it/PawzOneSuckerPunch
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Los Angeles emcee Pawz One and Dutch producer Robin Da Landlord release the first single off their upcoming collaborative album "Sell Me A Dream: Flowstalgia". The new single titled "Sucker Punch" is produced by Robin Da Landlord and cuts by DJ VR. Pawz One says that he would love to punch out internet trolls but settles for giving them another song to hate on because prison food sucks.

The upcoming album "Sell Me A Dream: Flowstalgia" will be released on May 18th. The 9 track album by Pawz One is entirely produced by Robin Da Landlord and includes guest features by Prince Po of Organized Konfusion, MED and VegaMonster.

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Pawz One & Robin Da Landlord - Sucker Punch

No one confronts the abyss better than Chris Orrick. The Michigan ex-factory worker formerly known as Red Pill has spent the last half-decade documenting industrial decay, familial pain, and struggles with addiction better than almost anyone inhabiting this poisoned soil. It’s somewhere between Charles Bukowski and Michael Moore, or maybe Atmosphere if he couldn’t ignore the arsenic in the air. 

As Orrick tells it, “Portraits,” his latest album for Mello Music Group is a return to form. 

“I tried to strip everything down to what I think I'm best at: simple, concise portraits of who I am,” Orrick says. “Whether that be finding myself through self-portraits, portraits of everyday workers, portraits of the current political moment or portraits of myself told through the eyes of people I encounter daily.” 

From the corroded arteries of the blue-collar heartland, Orrick emerges as one of the most incisive and savage critics of Trump’s America. If the American dream is dead, he unflinchingly lays the blame on avaricious corporations, crude demagogues, and structural racism. There’s nothing polemical about it: just warm-hearted, sad-eyed, gin-flooded depictions of a life where there are few right answers but a litany of wrong ones. 

The Michigan native is an acerbic poet, but too unpretentious and sarcastic to ever call himself that. In his love letter to his long-time girlfriend (“Lazy Buddies”), Orrick fantasizes about the pair decamping to a town an hour outside of Paris, where they can blissfully split a bottle of cheap wine. Then he mocks himself for being a little corny. But that’s part of its charm—through his ruthless honesty, we can see ourselves as we actually are—prone to idle delusions, indolence, and self-obsessed. 

“Portraits can often be overlooked, but there are so many details in the face that tell innumerable stories about what the person portrayed might have been feeling or going through,” Orrick continues. “I'm trying to find those details, within myself and within America today." 

On “Anywhere Instead,” he grouses about how most days he doesn’t want to leave his bed until noon, staring at his phone, wishing for imminent death. It’s a nothing matters, gallows humor that anoints him a laureate of existential dread. He captures the terror of the void, the ambiguity of not knowing where or when your next direct deposit will hit. He’s wise enough to understand how little he understands, allergic to cheap irony or forced symbolism. As he points out on stories, “not every story has a meaning, not every moment has a reason, sometimes you just let the music play and tell you what to say.” 

It’s obvious how loudly the music speaks to Orrick, who is rarely short of opinions or serrated observation. The somber piano-based melancholy and rugged drums of “Portraits” thump via a gifted arsenal of producers including Nolan the Ninja, L’Orange, Exile, Apollo Brown, and Onra. Only two guest rappers appear, Fashawn and Orrick’s partner in Ugly Heroes, Verbal Kent. Orrick carries the rest of the weight and you sense the Atlas burden he shoulders. 

But for the all the poignant complaints, there’s a soulful profundity at the core of the album. It goes further than stress over bills, nicotine and liquor compulsions, and a search for deeper revelation. If you can hear a song like “Mom” without slightly crumbling, you might be iron-born. It’s a eulogy for Orrick’s late mother, dead at 45 without seeing her children grow up, without the opportunity to take pride in her son’s ability to realize his dream—however flawed it can occasionally seem. It’s here where you sense the power of these Portraits. They capture the pain that too many of us feel, that manifests itself in so many distinct ways. For a little while, we understand the raw f&cked up complexity of what it means to be a human being in a lunatic world. The portrait is personal, but it’s all of us too. 
credits

Portraits Mp3

The Rubric

Chris Orrick - The Rubric (feat. Verbal Kent) (prod. Calvin Valentine)

"Look Out" produced by Paul White, from Chimera EP
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Morcheeba feat. Talib Kweli Let Me See (DJ Hi-Tek remix)

East of Eden

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