Sadistik: October Freewrite [Remaster]

El-P - Time Won't Tell (Remix feat. Nocando)

Produced recorded and mixed by E*Vax of Ratatat
Cover image by Henry Leutwyler
A rap song about loving your family.

House Of Bricks

Open Mike Eagle and Serengeti are Cavanaugh.

produced by Open Mike Eagle
vocals by Open Mike Eagle & Serengeti

Today, Stereogum has premiered "Typecast," the latest from Cavanaugh, Open Mike Eagle and Serengeti's new group.  The track features verses from P.O.S, Busdriver and Hemlock Ernst (Sam Herring from Future Islands).  http://www.stereogum.com/1844458/cavanaugh-typecast-feat-p-o-s-hemlock-ernst-busdriver-stereogum-premiere/mp3s/

Though Serengeti and Mike Eagle have known each other for many years and went to Southern Illinois University together, Cavanaugh is their first fully collaborative project.  It's also the first album that Mike has produced in its entirety.  Their debut album, Time and Materials is available at midnight- order now. http://geni.us/Cavanaugh


Cavanaugh - Typecast (feat. P.O.S., Hemlock Ernst, & Busdriver)

I think this is an official bandcamp.

https://el-p.bandcamp.com/music

EL-P - To Serve Man (The Meanest Things I'd Never Say) (2009)

Sick

Sick (feat. Ceschi & P.O.S)

Part 4 of 4

Listen to the rest:
Soultstice ~ http://soundcloud.com/soulkhan/soulstice
Soulstice II ~ http://soundcloud.com/soulkhan/soulstice-ii
Soulstice III ~ http://soundcloud.com/soulkhan/soulstice3
Download entire "Soulstice Set" ~ http://bit.ly/Soulsticeset

Lyrics:

I'd go by my government name, but would this sound as real?
Noah Abraham ain't exactly got that crowd appeal
so Mr. Weston, tell the people how you feel
I'm here to tread dirt on their network like Howard Beale

I'm mad as hell and I ain't gonna take it
I shake the hand the ancient man prayed for the rain with
you slave for the A-list to pay for your facelift
I put a hole in a Skrull then wait for the shapeshift

but I ain't even know what I was in the middle of
'til I was tagging autographs in a British pub
it's so cool to say that you don't give a fuck
I give it up for the people that don't get enough

I'm still reading every comment that y'all ever give
but for the record, though, it's not because I'm sensitive
I don't do this shit for me, even if I disagree
I find the truth between the positive and negative

but fuck the tomfoolery and the cartoonery
you're not moving me unless you put a harpoon in me
nah, don't pause that, I'm off that
I want a grown-up to show up whenever Mom Googles me

'cause every night when my blinds get closed
my trouble mind's frozen into nightmare poses
sometimes I get worried that I ain't more
than just an oversized child with his highchair broken

my body's young but my brain's older
it's like your lil' man Soul was the Van Gogh of the crayolas
I stopped caring if I stayed kosher
Jehova made way more serious shit to pray over

I'm 40 years of desert travel in some leather sandals
you're soft as Tevin Campbell lighting up a scented candle
see, if I put my foot down, it turns cement to gravel
you're excited, but get frightened like Jesse Spano

we don't stop when the odds are against us
so these suckas getting dropped from the census
I have never made a single song for the senseless
guilty as charged and applause for the sentence

word on the street, Billy got his shoes jacked
'til he got a new gat, then he got his shoes back
let me elevate how the modern dude raps
all I need is one bar like "Allahu ak-"

Soulstice 4

Title track from the new Four Fists album 6666 - in stores october 12, 2018 
Pre-order today at http://smarturl.it/fourfists6666
Tour dates: http://doomtree.net/shows

@fourfists is @yeahrightpos + @astronautalis
produced by @letmode 
additional edits + arrangement by @subpyao

I ain't never been to war
Knock on fucking wood
Neither have you
So, we’re doing pretty good
I ain't never killed a man
Once I stole to eat
I knew I wouldn't starve
So, it’s all just make believe

I think I'm George Patton
Herbert Hoover
Speaking Shakespeare to the stones
And hope that they'll be moved by words
Turn rivers into reservoirs 
I think I’m...fuck it!
I used to think I was Casanova
But I crumble nowadays
Whenever I sleep without her

I used to worship “Papa”
Spanish Civil War
Fishing off the Keys
Bullfights and cigars
Man, that shit don't work for me
I'm on some, “Fuck Bukowski!”
Heaven help us if Isaac Brock was right
Turning over every single stone in search of signs of life

It's kinda nice!
Quiet life
Far from the guns of war
Run my fingers through the grass 
And listen to you talk
Sunlight in the curtains
Freckles on your skin
This is my Everest, this my Silk Road,
this my south pole, Shackleton

Yeah, life is protest
We are weapons
God damn, love like Arab Spring
There are frontiers
They are endless
And they’re in our everything

[CHORUS]
The sun ain’t set on me yet
I ain’t got much, but I’m not alone
Inside each life there are four fists
We are made whole through our broken jaws
Broken jaws

I'm ready, I’m patient, I wait
Wait…Wait…
No I ain't
I'm scared and I'm quick to escape 
“Yeah, he went that a way” 
Maybe flattered and scattering?
Or flattened and shattering?
Or collecting data?
I don't have an idea that isn't unraveling 

WHOA!
Free where the breeze will take me
Helium and balloon but no string
This what nobody wanted
We stuck so far under 
We so out of sync 
Just remember to breathe
Just remember to be
Just remember how beast you be
Reach for like anything 
Do that shit easy

Nothing comes easy
Just take it easy
Do what the needs be
There ain't no freebies 
Earn what you keeping
Or think they do not need me
Cuz they don't if you sleeping
Caught in the romance and drama of, “woe is me!”
Stopped em from catching they opening
And there won't be credits 
This won't stop happening, ever

[CHORUS]

I'm learning it never makes sense
And that's ok
That life is a weapon itself
With the sharpest blade

There is not a heaven or hell
Just each day
And life is a death in itself
And I can change

I'm learning to let go as well
It’s so strange
The past is a part of me now
There's no escape

I made up the bed by myself
So I'm sleepin in it
There is no erasing the past
To get back what I lost cuz
I ain't dead yet!

I ain’t dead! (x 1000)

6666

Aesop Rock - Daylight

STEPSON (el-p and nick diamonds) "movie tit"

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El-P - Time Won't Tell (Remix feat. Nocando)

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