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Evil Friends Remix EP

Evil Friends (feat. Danny Brown) [Jake One Remix]

Blue Scholars - Tommy Chong

Blue Scholars - Coffee And Snow

Joe Metro

Blue Scholars - Sagaba

Blue Scholars - CINEMETROPOLIS

18 Glen Close

The truth look ugly.  

Download "Waking Up To Sirens" here:
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Felly - Fabrics (Prod. by Felly)

Common Market - Connect For

from the new Open Mike Eagle "A Special Episode of - EP"
https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/a-special-episode-ep/id961827159

produced by GOLD PANDA
vocals by OPEN MIKE EAGLE

"Sounds Beautiful Like The Truth"
Mello Music Group, 2015

Open Mike Eagle feat. Gold Panda - "Ziggy Starfish (Anti-Anxiety Raps)

Wax - Limousine

Time Being (Deluxe Edition)

Steady

BUY Kooley High presents... David Thompson on iTunes: http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/kooley-high-presents...-david/id482360470

Days Passed Me By

Das Racist is a weed edge/hare krishna hard core/art rap/freak folk music trio based in Brooklyn, New York, comprised of Queens-born Himanshu Kumar Suri, San Francisco-born Victor Vazquez, and queens-born Ashok Kondabolu. Suri and Vazquez met at Sarah Lawrence bard pomona wesleyan art college in Massachusetts, where Victor was Himanshu's resident advisor in a "students of color for social justice" themed freshman year dormitory. The duo later added Kondabolu as a hype man and spiritual advisor. 

Mishka x Greedhead present the Shut Up, Dude mixtape.

You Oughta Know

People Under The Stairs - Acid Raindrops

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LYRICS:
Head, pressure, senses, clutch
Date, divinity, wouldn't, fuck
Touched, hazy, God, change
Rush, floor, life, veins
Head, pressure, senses, clutched
Date, divinity, wouldn't, fuck
Touched, hazy, God, change
Rush, floor, life

From a head full of pressure wrest the senses that I clutch
Made a date with divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck
I got touched by a hazy shade of God-help-me-change
Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

From a head full of pressure wrest the senses that I clutch
Made a date with divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck
I got touched by a hazy shade of God-help-me-change
Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

It goes one for the cannabis, and two for your Dianetics
Three for the reasoning, and four for those that try to get it
Five for your love, and six for the stress
And seven for the day that I climbed into this mess

From a head full of pressure wrest the senses that I clutch
I made a date with divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck
And I got touched by a hazy shade of God-help-me-change
And caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

I'm catching ulcers from the child-proof lighters
And all of these fine-tooth biters that keep the wires in my head tighter
I'm tired out by the distances achieved walking in my sleep
Thoughts got shifted since the high got a tad too deep
Ask dad to keep cool, I'll call him back soon as I resume normal
And get out of this bathroom
And call management to seek some reimbursement
For the nerve endings that burnt from the first hits

From a head full of pressure wrest the senses that I clutch
Made a date with divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck
I got touched by a hazy shade of God-help-me-change
Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

Head full of pressure wrest the senses that I clutch
Made a date with divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck
And I got touched by a hazy shade of God-help-me-change
Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

So fuck needles, fuck smoke
Fuck lines that make the sinus choke
Fuck chasers, trails, fuck waves and rails
Fuck hangovers, fuck hallucinations
Regurgitations, mandatory sentences and UA tracing
Blind my insight and dull the common sense
Give me inhibition, kill the superstition and the confidence
Built a tolerance, now it's more that I consume it
And when it boards up my room, the world's whores will croon in unison
Unify the eulogy, autopsy pages read euthanasia, i.e. irony
Well here I be within a pool of my drool
Sedated, windows dilated, comatose, life overdose
Tell Jacob Miles to keep it wild style
I promise I'll smile
And check the floor, God's got nice tile
Tell Jacob Miles to keep that shit wild style
And I'll smile
And check the floor, God's got nice tile

From a head full of pressure wrest the senses that I clutch
Made a date with divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck
And I got touched by a hazy shade of God-help-me-change
Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

From a head full of pressure wrest the senses that I clutch
I made a date with divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck
And I got touched by a hazy shade of God-help-me-change
And caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

Head, pressure, senses, clutch
Date, divinity, wouldn't, fuck
Touched, hazy, God, change
Rush, floor, life

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