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Dank - Dreading

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Reppin My Side

I wrote this piece a few months ago. I had so much fun creating this one. It's a play on time signatures and dramatic textures. A zone out record that really is reminiscent of a "futuristic graduation" if that makes any sense. Enjoy!

!llmind - Graduation On Mars

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You Could Do Better (w/Ezra Maeve)

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Empty Inside

Featured on Prefix Mag: http://www.prefixmag.com/media/papercutz-sweater-beats/where-beasts-die-sweater-beats-remix-prefix-premie/71012

This is a remix of our second album single 'http://soundcloud.com/papercutz/where-beasts-die' by future funk bass producer 'http://soundcloud.com/sweaters'.

Sweater Beats is NY's Antonio Cuna. Nu-disco, chill-wave sampling magician Sweater Beats has serious mixing abilities. Establishing label Huh What and Where at college with his mates, Antonio’s crew have made a name for themselves by releasing only the kind of scattered, lo-fi sounds that inspire them personally. He has just been signed to UK's Bondax brand new label "Just Us Recordings" and the single got premiered over on BBC by DJ Annie Mac.

"Sweater Beats is the slowly building Brooklyn baller who produces funky, electronic tunes using samples and slick riffs. No frills, all thrills." i-D magazine

"Combine some trap beats with upbeat R&B vocal samples and a wash of synths and you’ve got the sound of this young New York producer (pictured), the flatmate of another rising producer Bauuer." Nialler9

"We've been crushing on Sweater Beats' baby making tunes for a while now and on October 27 he's coming to play for us. We're quite excited. If you haven't already, be sure to join the likes of Annie Mac, Bondax and Baauer, and start enjoying the music of Sweater Beats. Preferably with the lights dimmed." Brooklyn Exposed

"His game just graduated to the next level." Sol Republic

:PAPERCUTZ - Where Beasts Die (Sweater Beats Remix)

Dont stop pop that dont stop pop that pop that pop that. Werk werk werk werk. Get at me if you want it.

POP THVT (Instrumental)

I'ma make it obvious there's no need for comparing//
My tolerance for these haters and fakers startin' to wear thin//
But I just bring the real, and point out what seems apparent//
Like my niggas being fly, call us Tuskegee airmen, no losses//
Shit turned real around the way//
My nigga moved to LA, in hopes to get it all straight//
And I'm just hoping he cool, that's my family to the grave//
So whenever he smooth we back on the same page//
It be like that//
Scared of the future but never been more excited//
Always had a dream but never been more inclined to take it//
I want it so bad I can taste it//
I'm allured by its looks and faded off its fragrance//
I been patiently waitin', I been patiently making//
These lessons to kick to y'all, cause y'all in need of some saving//
Second coming watch this youngin' shine//
When we gon be on? I tell em in due time//

[Chorus]
Stay forever on your grind keep your head held high to your dreams//
To your dreams and I swear that you'll succeed it's never outta your reach- as long as u believe//
x2

The lack of respect disgust me//
I'm something like a must see//
The way I see it, there's no one relevant round, but me//
And my team but that's a given//
What is also a given is my team full of winners//
I done seen couple niggas run and talk they shit on twitter//
Never acknowledge hate and focus on the bigger picture//
That's word to my nigga Geoff, told me we'd be up next//
He told me keep it 100, I told him its nothing less//
I keep constantly getting texts, from women some of them ex//
Who congratulate my success but they finally see what they left//
I been out here on a mission, never stoppin til I'm finished//
So in my history book them hoes is just another sentence//
In the past, them and bullshit occupy space//
Been chillin but now I'm back on my columbine ways//
If the strong move silent, I'm a mime//
Oh when we gon be on? I tell em in due time...//

[Chorus]


Dreams {Prod. Air Kalo & Coop}

There's a place I like to travel to, it's close//
You should drop whatever that you're doing, we should go//
And You should know I take it slow//
But You can hear that in the flow//
If you haven't noticed I tend to keep my affairs on the low//
We Don't gotta tell a soul//
Just snap your fingers and we ghost- poof//
And be alone exactly as we're supposed too//
A lot to learn about life so let me coach you, you coach me//
I tend to do things differently, so pay attention closely//
These hearts that we posses got a connection of something//
It's seems yours was cold as ice, I guess I'm Gretzky or something//
I navigate through your soul, hoping you'll bless me or something//
And be your main concern the rest will mean nothing//
But first....

[Chorus]
R U high right....now? Now? Now?
Baby are you high right now? X2

See most women look at me wit cold vision//
They give me they hearts, they I won't love em, not gon miss em//
Despite all my bold diction in verses and flows written//
The truth seem so vivid bout you and me in each sentence//
I've sinned, done my repentance, but haven't we all?//
Just tryna give you that feelin like gravity's gone//
Lift your spirits to your limits, then past and beyond//
See Holdin on is gon be hard, you gon' have to strong//
Trust me//
The view up here is lovely//
You've never felt this high, I coulda swore you said you loved me//
You been through it all and that's the good, the bad, the ugly//
It's funny, I've done the same///
I got some ways to take away that pain//
But first

[Chorus]

R U High {Prod. Kyle Justice}

[Chorus]
Nigga I run this here, there's no movement unless I say so//
I'm killin leaving no witnesses that's case closed//
Fuck a bitch, we get money we never chase hoes//
They just happen to follow, they try to fuck wit some niggas like us//
Cause we the RLES in this bitch wassup?//
We the RLES in this bitch wassup?//
We the RLES in this bitch wassup?//
Wassup?//
Wassup//

Nigga got that shine best get yo sun block//
Ain't no tellin when my run stop//
Prolly when my heart ceases to beat, and when my lungs stop//
See I father niggas like, boy tie your shoes and get your lunch box//
I can talk my shit, a nigga verified and what not//
Word to my nigga Thomas, he seen it before it started//
Now my bandwagon parade around my city - they hop on it//
Bitches in my mentions and DMs claimin they want it//
And my image slowly evolves into iconic//
I done promised my niggas I'd take them farther, then class, a degree a Harvard//
Don't need none of that bullshit, don't even bother//
Shit so I been on it, and me and my short nigga that's from Charlotte//
Been chasin money regardless ironic, to stack it taller//
I swear- Every last dollar is accounted for//
Walk thru the crowd at shows, smellin like a pound of dope//
On the go, on grind, never in lounging mode//
And if you ain't after that check fuck is you round me for nigga?//

[Chorus]

Shit I'd always show love but would get nothing back//
They see me killin and now they show love like, where the fuck was that?//
Ain't shit different on my side nigga, no change occured//
Just been on my J-O they show praise who wouldn't say a word//
Fuck it tho//
Just tryna function, lighting haze//
See I'm the alpha to my city, but absent of lions maims//
They talkin' bout auras? my aura give brighter rays//
But they can have that, shit- even stopped clocks are right twice a day//
Capital L-O-Ls at those who think they nice as me//
It's kinda cute to have a dream thinking you might compete//
Been on the road state to state them bitches enticed wit me//
I see they tryna ride my wave- but the height to steep//
Nigga.

[Chorus]

Wassup {Prod. ID Labs}

[Chorus]
Now I'm ridin' round the city, I'm just rollin' by myself//
Thinkin' bout this money that I'm rollin' by myself//
Thinkin' how these liars wasn't rollin' by myself//
And how they keep on actin' like I owe them something else//
These niggas just mad cause my whip too clean//
All the bad bitches wanna get up on the team//
These niggas just mad cause the way I go hard//
All these bad bitches tryna get up to the loft//

Been plotting this for a minute, the thought of it got me trippin//
How all this came to fruititon just all of us on a mission//
Uh, just do our thang see, all of us go and get it, and that's the motto we live it//
The juggernauts to this shit ain't no stoppin us that's just physics//
Try to find a nigga who's hotter might be a minute//
Barely even write and flow harder then all these niggas//
Calculus with the flow, I'm a problem to all these niggas//
Feel the aura like the sun, I'm the father to all these niggas//
They on time out//
Oh your bItch bad? Homie let me find out//
Whisper in her ear and I guarantee you we ride out//
Ain't no chasin', this equipped wit wings so we fly south//
If the game is yours then it's mine now u dig it?//
Linked up All Star, now the sound is Olympic//
That 5 ring shit//
Came in alone, but I'm leavin' wit the best//
That's reference to my team, R-L-E-S//

[Chorus]

Did it by myself, I'ma get it by myself//
The team and myself, chasin' dividends and wealth//
Tryna get that bat mobile Lambo and whip it like its stealth//
They ain't gon see me coming, but we finna give em hell//
I wish these niggas well, but I'm no longer concerned//
I came to kill em all, been waiting so long for my turn//
Now I'm up, finally off deck//
Finally off the bench, wit every shot you know it's all net//
Fiening for that money, startin' to itch you see my palms sweat//
Find me wit a dime that like to kick it and give bomb neck//
Sippin that elixir got me twisted am I on? yes//
Me my myself and I//
And my brothers by my side//
Them my brothers, they gon ride//
And you know that-//
So I don't need to reiterate//
Been starving while these niggas ate//
Now this game is on my dinner plate//
So - I'ma fill up//
Y'all sleep and I'm still up//
Working til' a nigga make a mill plus//
You know it the RLES nigga

[Chorus]

Myself Ft. All Star {Prod. All Star}

[Chorus]
This my type of shit//
So, you can get right to this//
Just- pour yo glass and take a sip//
Cause this my type of shit//

A quarter past 6 and I'm chillin plotting the night//
Tryna see women for chillin' to start it off right//
She callin me Simmons we Hittin it off, she enticed//
She figured its fate, she see how them stars would align//
I smirk, shit im chillin, my niggas all gettin high//
That purp in my system you see it's all in my eyes//
I'm slumped in this couch shit I'm stuck my posture declined//
Only the bread's occupying the thoughts in my mind//
This for them people who treatin others as equals//
Type shit like you gon get high, if we do//
We at the bar you gon get on, if we do//
If I'm rockin a show you gon go hard, if we do//
Cause I wouldn't be able to make this music I make to//
Influence the greater, so for that gift I'm grateful//
For my niggas and my fam that I'm wit//
And I enjoy this moment, this is my type of shit//
And I say that....

[Chorus]

Mama knew I was different from the day//
I was birthed- now ima put this pimpin on display//
And that's word to my daddy and his traits//
That He happened to relay//
That now coarse through my veins//
Vibin to these rhythms, my niggas vibin the same//
We on chil,l but remember not a single lion is tamed//
So fall back from being all in my face//
No squares enter my circle, that's just a conflict of space//
My team, hot then a mother, proceed wit caution no tape//
I been- droppin these bars, just hoping y'all can relate//
It's amazing how far all of us came//
And still gotta travel so far but I'm on my way//
Uh catchin my groove I'm feelin there's no one is stoppin me//
That's word to my nigga Karbon - they tryna copy me//
Kickin this game check the philosophies//
Adopt them please//
Ill show you how to live properly//

[Chorus]

My Type Of Shxt {Prod. Karbon}

I been waiting so long//

Finally get that minute to exhibit how I'm feeling//

Sippin til I'm so gone//

Been working hard I'm exhausted, but never a lack in posture//

That music is so strong//

Natural high but that you know, that kick back, no judo//
Young Neil//
Chillin- Outer space with no suit though//
Skipping over theses stars, ice skating on Pluto//

I'd hate to lose you//
And you'd hate to lose me too//

Should never be afraid of something new//
Elevating your life just might better your view//
And I'm improved from every bit you//
Let these truths//
Loosen you up, your personal masseuse//
Make you sweat, take a towel or two//
Make you wet is what I'm bound to do//
Conversations wiht liquor, got a round or two//
You talking bout' your goals and how you close, you know I'm proud of you girl//
That's given//
Empty your mind, I'ma fill your glass//
Pour so out your soul, you hope this feeling lasts//
This a new type of love this shit will clear your past//
You got your mind on your desires, with the clearest path//
But a heart that's been broken, I'm tryna seal it back//
Willing to take every one of your doubts, now how real is that?//
You tell me..


Red Sky {Prod. Mr. Carmack}

While a great artist's music can tell most of their story, there are always details that take time to work their way into the fabric of songs and become synonymous with the personas that capture fans.

Devin Miles' musical journey has just begun, but he's already figuring out how to tap into his particular perspective to bring elements other rappers might not imagine. Devin lives for creation. 

Whether sitting at the piano–the instrument his played since an early age, turning the heads of friends and family who inspired him to pursue music–or studying Renaissance art, Devin's days are full of unexpected creative forces. While some rappers might dream of hopping on stage with their chart-topping idols, Devin would rather the impossible chance to bring out Ray Charles and jam on the keys. 

His music serves up the crossroads of influences, reflecting the current landscape while allowing Devin's smooth flow, particular musicality, casual cool, and still-developing story to shine through.

This imagination and eclectic perspective–born in a household where music of all types was a constant factor–are the fuel that feed Devin's artistic growth. 

Though his hometown Pittsburgh doesn't possess the storied hip-hop history of some of America's other big metropolises, its recent string of successes in building stars through the independent grind has prepared the 22-year-old for the work necessary to rise from internet buzz to real world notoriety.

He might not be able to resurrect Ray, but Devin is well on his way to leaving a mark on independent hip-hop and climbing to heights beyond the confines of any one genre.

Red Sky {Prod. Mr. Carmack}

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