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[FREE] its near " (◡̀_◡́҂) {EXPERIMENTAL BEAT}

Little EP with some new vibes for you all.

Super 8  ft. 716soup & Red Wizxrd

GOING UNDERCOVER

A new Lo-fi/Chill-Hop beat for the new laid-back week. Hope you enjoy!!

By The Ocean (Lo-Fi Type Beat 2)

Unorthadox Phantom- Hollow Values

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Engineered By- Druzi Baby

Beat Produced By- Ant Beatz

Dreaming of The Sands Within an Hourglass

My go at a Alternative Hip Hop track that fuses elements of Hip hop, DnB and changes of pace throughout the song. Also an exercise at delivering with energy and how i can accomplish that not only in delivery, but also arrangment. I hope you enjoy it!
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KawaiiSteez <3

Produced by KawaiiSteez
Written by KawaiiSteez
Mixed by KawaiiSteez 
Mastered by KawaiiSteez

Steez got the eaze to relax
Breeze when the wind blow, cheese be the stacks
Believe that ya wins low, steve bring it back
Breathe heat from the window, released from the crack
Mop the floor with yall, rack these shoes
fetch the  golden egg from the backstreet goose
Trained and battle ready like a athletes moose
And it looked kinda promising, the rap sheet?..shoot

Flow be sounding bomb there
Knock on ya dome is it all there
Tell me if you all care?
 Whats he long stare?
Ignorance of self will take you nowhere

Kawaii why you flow so hard
Flash of the kodak, when we note these scars
Pull up to a demon on god
Knock you off the fence to the left en guard

Dawg you is not bout it bout know yo ass aiint master p
Your sound is a tragedy, stop with all that blasphemy
Know this is a blast for me, (huh), no suprassin me
Cut you down real quick (huh), you look just like grass to me

Dawg you is not bout it bout know yo ass aiint master p
Your sound is a tragedy, stop with all that blasphemy
Know this is a blast for me, (huh), no suprassin me
Cut you down real quick (huh), you look just like grass to me

You cornballs are last to me
Can not act too fast with me
Blow torch in my hand, like lebron in ten i pass the heat

Know i got that mass appeal
Its a wrap so tap the reel
On darkest night ignite the knighted when i tap the steel

Feelin like a masta don (huh)
Network and pass it on
Flippin birds, mixing words i crash the song
Dawg you can't get mad at mee
Wisdom like a manatee
Answer me this one thing, where is yall humanity


Dawg you is not bout it bout know yo ass aiint master p
Your sound is a tragedy, stop with all that blasphemy
Know this is a blast for me, (huh), no suprassin me
Cut you down real quick (huh), you look just like grass to me


Dawg you is not bout it bout know yo ass aiint master p
Your sound is a tragedy, stop with all that blasphemy
Know this is a blast for me, (huh), no suprassin me
Cut you down real quick (huh), you look just like grass to me

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Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/kawaiisteez/yo...

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YOU CLAIOM YOUR HARD BUT YOUR AFRAID TO DRINK KOMBUCA

YOU CLAIM YOU'RE HARD BUT YOU'RE AFRAID TO TRY KOMBUCHA!

I know it's been awhile, but I hope everyone is living well. New album titled Scorched Earth is still in the recording phase sadly. (Gettin over the Covid). Have been doing a few collaborations on the side though, and this is one I had the pleasure of working on with Delux Of The Lakes. Lyrics below for anyone who likes to follow along, though I may have messed some of his up. Mb!

(instrumental by Broke Boi)

Lux:

Okay I moved out, then I went back to my mom's spot
She got me hot as hell, so I'm cookin like crock pots
And I might as well get to lookin for a fuckin reason to, 
Get my demons out,
Shit ain't easy but I guess it goes how it goes
I never was Honor Roll, 
But now I'm on a roll like boulders and that's how I know
That I'm destined for greatness, 
Testin my patience, except when I'm pacin
I got motivation, know everything overrated 
I got no replacements for friends who I low-key hated.
I'm with my Doberman, who only know the basics
I see through n***as skin, like it's transparent
I don't know where to begin, but hug my damn parent
And I love my kin, like I'm very transparent
With carrots and diamonds, paraphrasing with perfect timing.
And it's back to the lab again, yearning to be better than average. 
Learning for myself and inhabitants,
And this battle is draining me, have to be crazy to handle it. 
These n***as are so scandalous 'cuz I'm lit like a candle, bitch.

Bridge:

I'm searchin- for the Vent, for the Vent.
Writin' the pain away, hurts to admit.
My life is a paper plane, words to be sent.
But society makes the page earn every inch.

Hook:

"Man be tough.
Man be thick-skinned.
Man keep quiet while bein ready to listen. 
Man give me your undivided attention."
Man. Needs. Vent.

Fathom:

When I'm all alone, I jam in my room.
Plan for my mood.
Nowhere called home, I abandoned my roots.
Fam and I moved a lot.
Different schools, same rules - I thought,
To try and go out like the samurai do, 
One too many times, now the man who cried wolf
I'm damned if I do, 
I'm damned if I don't.
Should I stand on my stool when they hand me my rope? 
I'm fragile. Guess it comes with this.
Never had style, or a ton of friends.
I- Never had a smile I was comfortable with.
I- Deaded the past life, still struggling since. 
I've put a lot of labels on, see-
Lost count of the names they've called me.
Knocked down, guardian angel hauled me up
Sayin, to-
Take, your medicine sir. 
Stay, ahead of the curve. 
Fate, is never reserved.
Greatness, better be earned.
Payin for pleasure is worthless.
Pain has better returns, on investment.
If you place a bet on your words then the message, 
Better be heard. 
Relatable, clever, observant- 
Perspective, 
Can make a fella be sure of what he says when-
The stakes are Heaven and Earth.
The stage is set and it's perfect,
Shades of red are the curtains,
Satan left obscured when, 
Names get lettered in cursive.
Fame's a debt they're sure - to collect and-
You know the rest.

Bridge/Hook

Lux 2:

I be ventin' to myself on this jawn.
Pretendin' that pretentious me was sent to beyond,
But the sentence keeps extending- 
I said I wouldn't be long.
Your attention is your discretion, so it's in a song. 
Yeah, just to keep the appeal.
I'm speakin' that fecal, you talkin' it's just a spiel.
I believe that we equal, though I'm the one keepin' it real.
When I talk to some people, they really don't know the deal.
The Dealio!
Broke people happy? That's some Cheerios.
So I'ma put these zeros in my casket like it's cereal.
My heart is colder than Minnesota-
My starter bar is not to my quota.
As I get older, I'm not impressed-
With flowed out sustenance like a soda. 
I got the zest, even though I know some cold shoulders
Who know the best, for me, as I get old-
It ain't no Sesame in these streets, right down the road.

Solace ft. Delux Of The Lakes (prod. BrokeBoi)

Guitar, bass and Lyrics by Pasi Lindholm.
Drums recorded in Helsinki 11/2020, played by Jani "Bhaadi" Partanen.

Fire on the Streets

From the forthcoming album "Closer To The Ghost". You can listen to a preview of the album here https://soundcloud.com/these-guitars-say-sorry/sets/closer-to-the-ghost-jeremias

When Memories Grow Distant By Jeremias Langsämmer

San Fernando Valley (LA) based musician making Alternative HipHop with infused with the lush of Art Pop, taste of blogwave and a hint of funk. Feeling electric. 
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I produce 99.9% of my tracks. If you want to collab let me know.

YOU CLAIM YOU'RE HARD BUT YOU'RE AFRAID TO TRY KOMBUCHA!

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