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Smoke 6

Highest - Oct 2019

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RetcH: Actual Facts

The Essential Wu-Tang Clan

C.R.E.A.M. (Single Version) [feat. Method Man, Raekwon, Inspectah Deck & Buddha Monk]

Enter The Wu-Tang (36 Chambers) [Expanded Edition]

Method Man

Produced by @JacobRochester
Written & Performed by Marcel Allen

Recorded & Mixed by Censere Maultsby
at The Portal Studio in Elmont, NY

ARSON (PROD. JACOB ROCHESTER)

Stream and Buy Official Merch: https://wu-tang.lnk.to/OfMicsandMenWS

Wu-Tang: Of Mics and Men features the classic Wu-Tang lyricism and sound that fans of the iconic group have been yearning for. With the docu-series, Wu-Tang Clan: Of Mics and Men,  setting the tone for the project, the Wu-Tang swordsmen deliver rhymes that harken back to the group’s earlier days. This is the first official Wu-Tang compilation release since Wu-Tang: The Saga Continues in 2017. In addition to the new music, the project’s skits feature never-before-heard Wu-Tang Clan stories from footage that didn’t make the documentary’s final cut.

Of Mics and Men

On That Sht Again feat. Ghostface Killah, RZA

stanley ipkuss 
beat: https://soundcloud.com/countbazzy-2
cover shot by Hilary Sander

ott (prod. Toonorth)

ROSÉ

STREAM LINKS

ROSÉ (prod. MITCH GEIST)

Vocals: Foolie $URFIN
Music: Foolie $URFIN

GUAP

Neighbors

FAR AWAY

HIGHEST IN THE ROOM

The 2nd single from the upcoming third and final installment in the Savage series, "Royaume Du Sauvage" by Loretta Records founder Observe since '98.
credits

released October 2, 2019 

Produced by Observe since '98 
Co-Executive Produced by Jordan Commandeur 
All lyrics by Hus Kingpin & Lucky Seven 
Artwork by Merciless Midus x Pablo Thunder

Hus Kingpin x Lucky Seven - Provocateur (prod. by Observe since '98)

http://factionrecords.lnk.to/srhoney


Lyrics
I don't know you well
I guess we only met
sound of alarm bells won't stop 
ringing in head
I was coasting, always coasting,
Kissed me, ripped my chest right open
Underneath the white fluorescent light

I can't get you out my mind
I thought I might have dreamed it
You made me feel something that night
I swore I never needed
I was doing fine 'til I let you in my mind
Honey what the hell d'you do to me?

I thought it was you
coming up the stairs
was readying myself
to act like I don't care
I watched you move around the room
You're more magnetic than the moon
that hangs over the balcony
as you made your way back to me 

now I can't get you out my mind
I thought I might have dreamed it
You made me feel something that night
I swore I never needed
I was doing fine 'til I let you in my mind
Honey what the hell d'you do to me?
Honey what the hell d'you do to me?

Written by Sorcha Richardson
Produced by Alex Casnoff
Mixed by Sean O'Brien
Mastered by Joe Lambert
Artwork by Andrew Keyser

Honey

Bandit ft. NBA Youngboy

Produced by Wonya Love
Recorded by Mike Irish for Shifted Studios

lyrics:

call the house again
tell them that them ounces in
yellow brick it, I split them o's up
you ask them alpha men

council doubt i'm probably not
gon amount to shit, it's common sense
look at all this trouble that 
my filthy mouth done got me in

I'm stinky rich, banking switched,
pocket tees with handkerchiefs
I used to see the glass half full
started to drink the shit

They switching the litter with brenda
when I was a baby, still didn't think to
pitch a philly nigga after Pac, they
clocking Jada Pinkett-Smith

I'm cold.
Papa passed a pocket snatcher
that mic gon die with rings, apollo
creed, then rocket back up.
'cause anti-virus aint gon stop them
80s popping back up.
so when they hard up on the rise my 
bubble got to crack up.

you went from calm demeanor
call police to accomplice and follow
leader, 9 beneath the bomber, tees
and poppin heat, yeah I believe ya

honestly, I doubt if they gon drop after
autumn, cuz even if I fall off I just otter
box out the bottom

until i'm looking like the last off
how the fuck, I passed off
been silent since my last song
how the fuck I pass yall, I'm
ahead of confederates at war,
even them veterans getting their
flags tossed, fasten them bulls
and i'm pulling them straps off
right from the belt til it's looking
like flag ball

half yall reaching out that wanna
hold me back
these niggas can't hold me back
all I want is my homie back
these niggas can't loan me that

no these niggas keep reneging
thinking these writtens is only rap
but the old me back, with an 8 this 
mean it only take 16 to bring kobe back!

Touché

Armani White