https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4d41fy45JaQ

backseat tisakorean (**dr grabba**)

produced by myself n mixed by redlee. , enjoy!

time-will-tell

Free!

LONE/LOW (prod. C$UPREME & Cogs)

Earl Sweatshirt - WIND IN MY SAILS

Mf Doom Curls

Cover Shot by Jackson Fabiyi: https://www.instagram.com/1pedalstroke/
https://twitter.com/milldtemper

Cloud Boy: https://www.instagram.com/cloudboy/
https://twitter.com/cumulusnobleman
https://soundcloud.com/cloudboycm

SiDAKA: https://www.instagram.com/sidaka_/ 
https://twitter.com/sidaka_/
https://soundcloud.com/sidaka

J Wade: https://www.instagram.com/jaylinwade_/
https://twitter.com/JaylinWade
https://soundcloud.com/jaylin-wade/

Lyrics:
[SiDAKA]
An abundance of many problems to savor,
Got thoughts drenching in prayers,
Double back and repay with,
Reasons why I’m entitled to care for you and your safety,
Like cowardly dog but lately I’m smoking good living care free, I love it 
Missing buttons this wrinkle tee like a single,
This value can’t match what’s in you,
I never meant to offend you, my grind will always Continue,
How many signs can you keep counting till you know that I’m yours,
I guess you’ll know when you know.
Mind and soul aligned, she crave the way that it shows,
Its Stinging like it’s ali, this ego strong But you don’t
Know what it caused me but I’m just glad that you Showed
These little kinks like a coat 
we keep it chill when’s it’s cold,
My niggas know where I’m from,
This not a 9 this a tote,
We gotta take what they stole,
I raise the hope not a post,
This not Sample it’s cloud,
keep as honest as I should when niggas Dogging the pound,
I been over this,
Reflecting through a puddle of endless nights of my sentences,
Rally up the horses I know the truth I hear limitless.

[J Wade]
Make arrangements contagious,
Leave you in amazement like the work of Daedalus,
Stain him wit,
Propaganda,
Wounds grievous,
Egregiously false pretenses breeding the image,
Limits I cast to the wind and put everything in my endeavors,
Pull these levers in the proper order,
Or you get sprayed with poison,
I rejoice in the progress that im making,
Though I could not save it,
Though you cant replace it,
I tighten laces and walk until my lower body cant hold my weight and then I’ve made it almost halfway there,
Playin fair never got me nowhere but looked over,
Part of gettin older,
I got cold enough to knock the wind outta the whistleblower,
Unknown to the public,
But plot in conjunction,
To manipulating the faces they receive,
I dig deep and retreat into my happy place,
And scribble away,
Bribe a lifer to decipher the motives,
Countin every rep,
Cant be countin on success unless you account for the failure of some of the components,
To her it’s but a song,
Alas I chug along,
Well oiled,
Palms to the soil,
I still stand up,
Dont care what you read about,
If I’m bleeding out,
Not a soul I would take a helping hand from,

LONE/LOW (prod. C$UPREME & Cogs)

GU$