Produced by @sport_wolf / Recorded and mixed by @eddielogix

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GEORGE

Approaching Land is available now on Cold Rhymes Records.

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Approaching Land

Approaching Land w. Hemlock Ernst

Approaching Land is available now on Cold Rhymes Records.

Watch the video: https://youtu.be/CWwBrap1GMQ

Buy: http://mister.bandcamp.com
Stream/Elsewhere: http://smarturl.it/approachingland

http://heyitsmister.com
http://twitter.com/_heyitsmister_
http://facebook.com/heyitsmister
http://instagram.com/heyitsmister

http://curtcataract.bandcamp.com/
http://twitter.com/CurtCataract
http://facebook.com/curt.cataract
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http://blackfriarsrecords.co.uk

I'm Not The One

Approaching Land is available now on Cold Rhymes Records.

Watch the video: https://youtu.be/l8vqbTWTSMc

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Holding It Up w. Curt Cataract

Collapse (w. Chris Orrick + Oliver Sudden)

Collapse  w. Chris Orrick + Oliver Sudden

produced by Dr. B -- http://soundcloud.com/soundsofdrb

Growin' up in the Yak?
I was blowin' reggies
Me, Heem & Mike -- Mike had the new Chevy
Heem had the van, I was in the Honda
I worked at the Palace, I lived with my momma
Eesha like the Lakers, Heem fuck w/ Kobe
My nigga was T-Mac, no one liked Ginobli
I felt like the mack -- yeah, the macaroni
Now I got my SESAC, corporate don't control me
I come from the Yak, where I lost my homies
And they won't be back, that burns a hole below me
Prisons filled with younger men, who'll never be young again
Cops shot a thug again, another plot is dug again
We are refugees, who dress like kings
And talk like jesters and die from greed
Basketballs bounce like deadbeats
Bloods with red sheets
I feel like I'm dead meat, I can't stay off this red meat
Du

it used to mean so much to me..

Touching down in my old town
Where I grew up, introduced to the buddha
Spending most of the moolah on halluci-
nogenics,	after first love turned into first one I made a muse of           
It's where I started piecing this together from leaflets
Not vibing with the lessons, rhymes be the obsession                 
Lunchtime, pavilion sessions and my, peers they be tripping
All kinds of pills are sniffed alongside ignorant shit I
Partook in too much, got to imagine growth was stunted
But you couldn't tell me shit, especially when when I was blunted 
And I could never understand
Why you shouldn't fit 9 bodies in a standard sedan
3 in front, 4 in back, 2 in the trunk
Trunk double as a clam bake, nugs and bag shake
The routine was poutine, gravy
But peep it:
I've been calling it my old town for a reason..


Old Town (w/ Mic Phelps)

some of my songs

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MISTER

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