Josh A and Jake Hill

Jake Hill - I Chose Violence

Josh A - Right Now

NuVox ft. Narco Noir 
Produced by NuVox 
Record Label: YYMG
Director of Music: Aime Pandi Bapaga 


Born in Africa, raised in the world — Narco Noir is a pan-global rap collective fusing African rhythm DNA with minimalist hip-hop grit. Their debut appearance on NuVox’s “Transformation” strips the beat bare, letting basslines and breath become weapons. In their world, space is as important as sound — every “Huh!” hits like a drum, every verse cuts like a blade. Cinematic. Street. Unmistakably global.

Transformation

Transformation (Vol. 2)

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Jake Hill - DIE A KING (Prod. HkFiftyOne)

Josh A - RUST (Ft. Jake Hill)

Jake Hill & Josh A - Suicidal Thoughts

Josh A - GUCCI COFFIN (Ft. Jake Hill)

Josh A - LONELY VIBES

Josh A & Jake Hill - JOHN WICK
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J_pIlkbZAKM

Josh A & Jake Hill - JOHN WICK

Jake Hill & Josh A - Too Many Dead

Like 10 months ago I put the vocals from the original psycho cover over an acoustic track and liked the way it sounded.  I just never uploaded it until now

Jake Hill - Psycho (Post Malone acoustic cover)

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"London on my Mind" off of my album Solace II
Prod. Ocean beats

Jake Hill - London on my Mind

"Voidwalker"

Playa shit
Frayser shit
That's what pimpins' all about
Playa shit
Frayser shit
That's what pimpins' all about
Playa shit
Frayser shit
That's what pimpins' all about
Playa shit
Frayser shit
That's what pimpins' all about

So keep that same energy when you see me out here bleeding
Bring the pain enemies R.I.P. they seem deceased
Now call me out, cut the shit
Speak about what you ain't in
You runnin' your mouth
But you ain't about the fucking ruckus that you spit
LOOK AT ME

When I speak ain't wasting time, my talk ain't cheap
I walk in clean it up and mop 'em
Wipe that dust up off my feet
I'm coming with the hate no time to debate
Disgraces, this won't be in vain
Run and hide from demise, you know that's my favorite game

Pull up with the all-black soul heart made of coal
I think the night is mine
I flourish in the dungeons keep on running it's my time to shine
The call of the void
The sound of my voice
It's echoing through the pipes
Just softly whispers in your ear
It pulls you in it's time to die

Playa shit
Frayser shit
That's what pimpins' all about
Playa shit
Frayser shit
That's what pimpins' all about

I got one too many bad days on my fucking case
Found a soul to drain paint your name on my fucking face
When you see me coming it's too late to say goodbyes
You know why, try to lie
You won't make it out alive

So keep that same energy, when you see me out here bleeding
Bring the pain enemies R.I.P. they seem deceased
Now call me out, cut the shit
Speak about what you ain't in
You runnin' your mouth
But you ain't about the fucking ruckus that you spit

I got a problem
Holding grudges don't say nothin'
Smoke 'em if you got 'em
One too many shots missed me think you need some ammo and some practice paint the target on my back a little larger so you hit it you ain't shit but a bitch

Now you fucked up
Bitch I'm coming now you turn into a suck up
You can run but you can't hide
Looks like your luck's up
Grow some nuts you just a punk without a bone
In your spot, should have known
Now it's time to

Keep that same energy, when you see me out here bleeding
Bring the pain enemies R.I.P. they seem deceased
Now call me out, cut the shit
Speak about what you ain't in
You runnin' your mouth
But you ain't about the fucking ruckus that you spit
LOOK AT ME

When I speak ain't wasting time, my talk ain't cheap
I walk in clean it up and mop 'em
Wipe that dust up off my feet
I'm coming with the hate no time to debate
Disgraces, this won't be in vain
Run and hide from demise, you know that's my favorite game
Uh

Josh A - Right Now

JOSH A

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