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Children Of The Damned - Don't Talk To Frank(Prod. By Lee Scott)

Check the video here.. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QsjkaiOa54Q

Sleaze, Lee Scott, Bill Shakes, Black Josh, Jman & King Grubb - Yer Wah?

THE UNDERTAKERS feat RATED R  GRIM, ESKR - ONE & JULIUS SLEAZER Prod Royal Chaos

Proof Feat.  Eskr One And Rated R And 2032 Produced By Trilian Cuts By Dj Kwestion

Army Of Darkness Feat. Rated R, Donny G, Casacas an Lone Ninja Prod. Blaq Masq

ABSTRACT HIP-HOP/produced by flying lotus

LIVING IN FOREVER ETERNITY

Kairo Myth ft. Nina Ross Thee Imperial Queen
Produced by: Loop Digga(Quasimoto)

Mythuselah's Spell

Video: https://youtu.be/lhUsu6Sv6WU

bonedryrecords.bandcamp.com

sektionred.com



Skrabl ft. CW Jones - Lose Sight (Prod. by Oozhe)

Second single from duo Note Worthy from their first project coming soon "Talk Sick Concoction"

Note Worthy (Subcon & Sadida) - Sentenced to Death (Prod. Sub-con5cience)

Bill Shakes, Salar, King Grubb, Lee Scott, Sly Moon, Bisk, Stinkin Slumrok & Tony Broke. 
Produced by Reklews. 

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@stinkinslumrok
@bisk
@salarssie

Cult of The Damned - Sugar Water (Produced by Reklews)

(((wanderawe.in.the.darknesss)))

when im at my worse... somehow allways the most productive... never fails when everything is failing.....  #comfortisdeath

responsibilitall (rmx)

starlord/7th galaxy + dr. hatake downplay/lucas ingram + a/void = inhabitants of a cryoworm ---------- verse 1: starlord ----- verse 2: a/void ----- verse 3: dr. hatake downplay ----- verse 4: a/void

verse 1: (starlord)

it’s starlord
mr. robot
sativa sunspot
adam warlock
burning trees
in the space pod
faced god
when i saw my son’s face
the first time
life changed
blink of an eye
this little dragon fly
captured my heart
with his battlecry
ancestor artist tribe
space traveler
from a distant sky
a new inhabitant
to form bonds and learn to fly
cautiously
we measure the wind gust
before we dive
hyperdrive jupiter jump
let’s see who stays alive
the mind is the first to implode
if built on weak design
origami cyclone
cut through paper walls on fire
watch the spider weave a web
as strong as any wire
then expire
a liar’s always very tired
i hang glide on riffs
burn spliffs
chasing my soul’s desire
watch for snipers
and swipers always swiping
it’s tie fighter/x wing dog fight exciting



verse 2: (a/void)

cyclonic
paper butterflies
swirling in this core of mine
and that’s their caterpillar stage
to what will they metamorphosize
a collage
of the most exotic
origami rhopalocerans
with aposematic
rainbow-diverse
kaleidoscopic wings
i ascend
lifted by the wind
this maelstrom generates
carried into space
within the bounds
of rare dimension-scapes

i evolve
in this higher dawn
sunlit fly along
tumbling
in this undertow
that bluntly roams this sky of ours
i’m filled with molecules
each stuffed
with what’s inside a star
what fuels this aviation
radiating from inside my heart
the magic conjured
massive blossoms
macrocosm popcorn
catalyzed by gravitons
that magnified a lightstorm

the root-domestic
ingressive cleft
of bioluminescence
the true reflection
produced in response
to what’s shining through its retina
this light
is both pleasant and blinding
tender and vibrant
such is the glow
that characterizes a gentle lion



verse 3: (dr. hatake downplay)

organic spacecraft uprising
past horizons and battlefronts
layers of a wetware interface
in systems beyond corruption
temporal disruption interlaced
signature key entrusted
vector sectors to separate
a sea of [if/and] functions
drums pump like cyberpunk fuel
for a defiant cue
kali hack abilities
from cpu issues
to ava machine talk
blade runner a.i. chivalry
stoichiometry imagery disease vault
parsing narvik recipes
festering
arctic facility destiny meddling
clinical trial exile
masked bio-freak reckonings
prototypical principles
minimal evidence of unpleasantry
unknown hybrid viruses
is just a delivery mech
reputable
undetectable gene therapy
’til each subject is obsessed
orally contaminating
those not infected yet
effects of a high-tech compulsion
super semi conductive tangents
darko/sparrow enchantment
wormhole vanishing
source code propulsion



verse 4: (a/void)

expelled
from one realm
to a neighboring sunbelt
a wave escapes
a crater in space
to a valence unfelt
an inflamed inflation of self
a greater fate is upheld
a death that equates
to a desert erased
when a lake of love swells

miasmatic discharge
the plight of ioac amid stars
light assassins descend
and dim cryoshadows
with glim scars

addicts
try to package
what i imagine
in jars
and try to traffic its magic
with a biohazardous grimoire

destiny
carved out of a starved mouth
with a gemstar
anthropomorphic nightmares
hardened clouds
come across
like thousands of centaurs
a gravitational lens farm
they distort
the path light takes
with the galactic weight
that they give off

inhabitants of a cryoworm - origamicyclone

Part Deux: Brick Pelican Posse Crew Gang Syndicate

From The Depths

words:  stranded

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beat:  episodic

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LYRICS:

….can you picture your world
conjure stimulants
eyes SMACKED
by vociferant
lack of indolence
the substantiation
of conceptual images
the ultimate realization
of theoretical fingerprints
roots stretch and twist from a tree
to strengthen their bond
with what exists at their feet
covalent claws
both dig and accrete

the evanescent reflection
electronically
what if death
is but the outset of an odyssey
that lasts exponentially longer
than all that it’s following

and up to the point of dying
we aren’t even blossoming

could death be the entrance
the foot of the next dimension
when you beat the game
is that it
or do you just get the next system
move to the newest console
on this infinite expedition
is continuing’s only limit
pushing reset or quitting

the advent of fission
kaleidoscopic explosion
paths multiply
unfolded
a timeless ronin
fictitious science pulses
provide emulsion

these ideas
go inside his dome
not unlike hypnosis
to congregate
with his own philosophic notions
like five lions
with pilots inside
controlling
synopsis-wise
bottom line yo
my mind is open
so get the fuck out my face
with your gods that close it
the religionless
ayahuascan genesis
a magnifying glass
cast inside a vastless emptiness

a paradox
like parallactic instances
without the position you’re seeing from
being different

such is the nature
of disorienting stimuli
when you decide
what light goes in your eyes
that world is emphasized
asleep imitating awake
dreams reiterate
zooming in
on what’s currently
the peak of your mental state
the symbolic interpretation
of your mind’s reverberation
my soul’s lost
only so called monsters
lurk my wavelength

my whole squad’s mysterious
stars
ghosts
swamps
and pyramids

my levels of madness
are myriad

i conjure fictional realms
and disappear in them
when i look at myself
i wonder
which one of me’s
where the mirror is
what if any reflection
is a potential nexus
to commandeer the ship

close proximity
between dimensions
causes atmospheric shifts

i lack experience
with behaving inauthentically
so
while our lives unravel
inside a cage
intrinsically
i escape through entropy
by way of syncope
i add the weight obligatory
to gravitate to things that interest me

i adhere to a strict code
of ’THIS IS ME!!!’
rewire undesirable systems
to configure peace
meticulous stitch work
with roughshod iron thread
covered in blood
i weave untouched across a lion’s den
your soul will know no grave
don’t be so afraid to die within
a low point
is ALWAYS a place
from where one might ascend

whatever glow that i may generate
the light is dim

you don’t know where i have been
i’ve suffered life
granted brief serene instances
my anguish panoramic
with few peaceful intermittences

sparse moments
that make ingrained impressions
strong enough to form a smile
that won’t evaporate in seconds

i inhabit worlds
where ALL happiness is threatened
buried beneath unnecessary casualties
too fecund

so much bullshit
interferes with what is beautiful
i want to die forgotten
just disappear
fuck a funeral
there’s true power in how i feel
real love’s immutable
energy is constant
it just veers from the usual
perhaps that force
could be more appropriately utilized
if it underwent the transformation
death’s cocoon provides
or perhaps not
perhaps that type of love’s
a fucking unicorn
that’s only found by poachers
whose motive
is just remove the horn

hook:

it’s unfortunate that love
is considered to be so sinister
something so macrocosmic
rendered to be so miniature
fuck those
who choose to see filthiness
where there isn’t dirt
those with such lenses
are condemned
to only witness dearth
what is seen
is not quite
what constitutes an image
what lurks behind the optic nerve
might pollute your vision
it’s YOUR responsibility
to conquer your suspicions
and see what’s right in front of you
despite predispositions

stranded - puzzlepeace(prod. by episodic)

prod by HaK

verse 1 RpM
verse2 stranded

eyeam a cloud in many skys...

doomspeyeral  -  [feat. stranded] -(prod. by hak)

Accompanying vocals: Salima

Sanshin: Micah Chibana of @LikeTrees

Thee Ft Salima & Micah Chibana on Sanshin

Shadow People - Gator Soup (Trellion & Figment)

https://briskfingaz.bandcamp.com/album/vintage

Vintage

Brisk Fingaz X KC Da Rookee - Maybe

Another Side Of Your Face (Mix. PJ)

Ethereal Hip Hop is a synthesis of science, soul, and esoteric symbols. Culture enriches the depth of my creativity.  Metaphysical poetry expresses complex emotions. Creativity and visual impact drive results with sensory overload, yet I do this subconsciously. I intentionally avoid the obvious to force awareness of the anatomy of self to ascertain higher meaning. My musical focus reaches beyond the boundaries of history to what we consider myth. Rather than tell stories, I provide intuitive insight to something that lives innately within all of us. The artistic consideration of my work leaves the listener with either a sense of clarity or intense questions. The sophistication of my lyrics are supported by powerful metaphysical principles of music that I chose specifically to accent the tempo of all my artwork. The rhythm generated by select principles if  design I emphasize sets the pace; The music of my work is interpreted by each individual.