DJ Premier-produced “Your Honor” will appear on the Darkside 3 mixtape

Fat Joe - Your Honor

Playboy Prop sounds like smooth after the worst day of your life! It's refreshing yet misunderstood to say the least. Prop has spent years in crafting a sound that meshes and matches with him as a creator, but also as an individual & lover of good music.
Playboy Prop is an artist. Before his dreams of one day becoming the next voice of youth, Andrew "Prop" Harewood knew that his heart was in art. Music was always a part of Prop's life while growing up, however, to an extent. Growing up in a strict christian caribbean household, Prop was not allowed to even listen to rap music - let alone become one. However, in growing up and moving back and forth between the Philadelphia area and the DMV, lyricism became his first (and only) love. Poetry was the door. Playboy became a lover of words while being away from home for the last two years of his High School experience, while attending Pine Forge Academy, located in Pine Forge, PA. After moving to Huntsville, AL while attending Oakwood University, music became life! After years of homing in on proper "slam etiquette" Prop's knowledge of poetry & spoken word made him a force to be dealt with in the Hip-Hop/Rap genre. With the launch of FreeThought Inc. & the development of FreeThoughtMusicGroup Inc. Playboy Prop wears multiple hats when it comes to his music. Playboy has never been signed & continues to not only engineer and publish his own work, but the work of fellow "Free-Arstist" such as JStock, Maine & Eazy-Ev

05 Primo's NYtyme

$HOOK (ft. Wokghoul)

lil loop i made a while back was gonna rhyme to but didn't 

The Foundation

wonder where I go if I die
(low-fi)

Lyrics

verse 1

soul searching hope my soul's providing,
soul provider only father since you left me idle,
stranded thoughts and dusty bibles as this rhythm kicks,
room littered with, shredded message perfect my penmanship, 
tinted with, shadows you delivered in,
torn presents as if your presence was really gifted in,
nigga this ain't living it's - drifting,
giving my image,
we could all get ended, before I end out this sentence,
tell these leeches, good riddance,
got my blood pressing,
but the flow is O- you can all catch it,
yall all lost in that flow so florescent,
glow like gold plated chrome don't get severed, 
we been chin checking all your records is chinchilla,
soft as chin hairs we're the Nair that clear villains,
I'm an old soul, wear my heart, and my feelings,
on my sleeve bumping billie holiday and no ceilings,

*hook*

I been getting higher, pray to my supplier
need to set a session, ((got)) 40 on that fire
pages of this Good Book, wonder where I'd go if die
weed ain't never lied
you stab me then you cry - to me

(this is not how I remember, this is not how I remember
this is not the same)

verse 2

I put my soul in it,
black interior... chrome finish,
red rope on the noose,
green tie on my suit,
pray my life in his hands,
but niggas die in the loop,
(hold up hold up)
chains let em hang till my knees weak,
gold be the goal if your team weak,
but fuck Im getting paid till the lead breached,
fuck Im getting payed by the green leaf,
all yall small yall dancing on a tea leaf,
but all gone fall when the diamond in between thee,
you would take your brother's head for the lettuce,
((you)) gotta guess on my words but God get's it,
still repenting on the same shit,
swear I always make the same slip,
swear I'm always in the armor under the dialogue that my brain give,
but I just casn't speak the language, 
and Ganon been coming at the links in my chaining,
that's a hell of a Zelda's tale, know that Shieka being my main bitch,
Zoras under waters when I came in,
trynna lead my niggas to Canaan,
where the milk and the honey thriving,
and the women living the livest,
and I can see... I can your soul in your iris,
like the stories you twist your lies in,
yall been, 
missed but myths is inspiring,
and this mist thick like lips on them sirens,
and their words slur their verses so vibrant,
and sink my penmanship off them islands,

* hook *

I been getting higher, pray to my supplier
need to set a session, ((got)) 40 on that fire
pages of this Good Book, wonder where I'd go if die
weed ain't never lied 
you stab me then you cry - to me

I woke up and puffed this hillary, I'll probably rest my head next to an empty 5th of hennessy , Im flipping off my enemies
the Lord had left me living, in remembrance of my niggas these
bottles getting swallowed till thier hollowed out - x3

(this is not how I remember, this is not how I remember
this is not the same)

verse 3

I put that gold in it,
yall inferior, won't finish,
lead all in your suit,
weighing down in your boots,
trynna pick up the pace,
while you racing my coupe,
ain't no hope to recupe,
Imma PG nigga until the death,
by DC, 5 min walk away from my step,
can't see me, black to the boots this ain't to impress,
blend in with the night know my melanin is in check,
yes yes, Good God,
record playing good mob,
Nas for the night, hit up Blu for the doowhop,
like Jesus,
we 58th Avenue can't beat, us
though your records dingy as a dirty white tee is,

pages of this Good Book, wonder where I'd go if die
weed ain't never lied 
you stab me then you cr-


~ deon

Aqua TV

No Heart Remix

Homeboy Sandman - Clarity

KuuL links with the legends over Statik Selektah production.

Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
This a, link with legends, gone get you a beverage
Waitin on me to fail, get ya severance, or refund
Better shit every time lil homie this ain't no rerun
Head down thru trenches working until it's we won
I'm never out I'm always in my zone why you don't see em
But believe me the code is carpe diem
Cause each and everyday a nigga gotta to seize em
Chop game with OG's I call them convos Caesar
Gotta know a thing or two you'll end up rolled like pita
Cops deliver the news like cold pizza
Knock, knock, there's been a murder
Nobody seen nobody heard nun
We're on the verge of, self destruction
When the Pres gives instructions of hate
With no reluctance, no conscious, no substance
Can't watch the news cause that's troublin
So we make our own, I'm in my own world
So gone, so gone
At it with legends like statik, nigga, oh lord

[Chorus]
To tell you the truth not many real ones left
And all the legends held it down til they last breath
So I, Link With Legends, link With Legends
That's why I, link With Legends, link With Legends
Taught me not to slip and keep my right hand from my left
Do this shit big and do it til the death
So I, Link With Legends, link with legends
That's why I, link with legends, link with legends

[Verse 2]
I wish Pac was a love so I could chat with em
I wish B.I.G was alive so I could rap with em
Bring em both to puns crib just to mac with em
Talk about these green backs and get that with em
Old hunnids, young nigga wantin old money
Grandkids, kids will get to know money
Interfere and them wolves is at ya throat dunny
Where I'm from we need some bless up
Nas told me his Tec was on his dresser
And Hov fired shots when they put him under pressure
Abruptly make the exit cause they catch you, they gone keep you
Or crucify your presence, belittle you to the people
That's why when PAC died i woulda cried if I understood
That we was losing legends nurtured by, thru, and for the hood
That coulda taught us what was happening wasn't good
Just get the monies what a young nigga should
It's Understood
And when you eat ya people eat make sure ya people good

[Chorus]
To tell you the truth not many real ones left
And all the legends held it down til they last breath
So I, Link With Legends, link With Legends
That's why I, link With Legends, link With Legends
Taught me not to slip and keep my right hand from my left
Do this shit big and do it til the death
So I, Link With Legends, link with legends
That's why I, link with legends, link with legends

[Verse 3]
Pull up to ya city turn that bitch into a hotspot
So when I touch down I get connected like the wifi
Play me cross the tidal sounding crispy off the hifi
Don't speak much might of thought I was the side guy
Kuulin in the cut I go the hardest when I'm not tryin
You warmin up the bench I'm on the court homie start fivin
I kick game like I'm john Stockton
Scorin buckets and I'm not stoppin
And if the lane jammed I got my brothers with me waitin for the lob in
Run DMC thru queens wit the people got problems
Fabolous moves thru Brooklyn see homie we could solve em
Workin out L.I. like rakim if we gotta
Against all odds, mindframe of a shotta
Head all bad, I been sippin out the bottle
Foot on gas, like all I know is the throttle
Second is last and if you lose they forgot you

L.W.L [Link With Legends]

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KuuL - Link With Legends (Prod. Statik Selektah)

The Demo

6. If You Only Know Feat 6teen (Prod By Amazing Prophet)

Original version of "Gi4tl" can be found on the KAIROS album.

Free (Remix)

Gi4tl (Remix) [feat. Ace of Gods'Illa & Yamin Semali]

All I need Is good friendsss. nice shoeesss.

Friends & Fiends

KuuL born Eddie Lee Shaw, Jr in Southside Jamaica Queens got into music playing the clarinet at 8 years old. Drawing inspiration from Kenny G who he learned to play along music became a burning passion. He would take that musical inclination and get into rap music at age 15 after listening to Jay-Z’s Blueprint 2 and watching then Smack dvd’s. Taking to Jay-z business acumen and rap content, Dr. Dre and Pharell’s production styles along with Rakim, Big L, Andre 3000 and Lil wayne’s rhyme schemes, KuuL embarked on an independent artist Journey. Releasing his first single “Rugged” in 2015 after Statik Selektah played it on his Shade 45 Showoff SiriusXM radio show followed by his single “Let’s Go See” which was spun on South Carolina’s Hot103.9 fm radio station in 2016. In 2017 he Released “The Offering” with a lead single “Link With Legends” produced by now Roc Nation’s Statik Selektah also premiered on his Shade45 Showoff SiriusXM radio station. 2020 He’s lead with a win with his latest single ‘WIN".

KuuL - Link With Legends (Prod. Statik Selektah)

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