Authentic Boom Bap beats and raw lyricism — classic drums, dusty samples, and golden-era hip-hop energy. This playlist brings back the 90s sound with modern edge — perfect for freestyle sessions, chill study nights, or pure hip-hop nostalgia. Featuring underground and timeless legends alike.

BOOP BAP THERAPY

Dive into lyrical mastery, playful wordplay, and chill vibes with this curated collection. Featuring MF DOOM-inspired flows, intricate rhyme schemes, and smooth, head-nodding beats, this playlist is perfect for late-night smoke sessions, vibey listening, or just appreciating abstract, clever hip-hop. From introspective tracks exploring ego and self-reflection to playful bars and surreal imagery, each song delivers a unique flavor of lyric-driven, underground hip-hop energy. PRODUCED BY THE GOAT GEM

Loops & Letters

“Metal Scrolls” is a lyrical masterclass inspired by MF DOOM’s intricate rhyme schemes and masked mystique. Over gritty boom-bap drums and lo-fi textures, the verses unfold like coded scriptures — filled with wordplay, surreal imagery, and villain-era philosophy. Each bar paints the mind of a half-masked alchemist lost in rhythm and reason. For fans of Madvillainy, Earl Sweatshirt, and abstract hip-hop storytelling, “Metal Scrolls” delivers sharp diction, cold precision, and timeless underground energy. mfdoom, underground hip hop, boom bap, lo-fi rap, lyrical rap, madvillain, abstract rap, villain era, conscious hip hop
LYRICS
Check him, check him, mic check, don’t feel it, 
Words gone absurd how I nerd on these poems, 
Word upon words, learned this earth got me spillin’, 
Villain in the mirror, still chillin’, no gimmick. 
Metal face meditate, pen game infinite, 
Syntax synapse collapse when I’m in it, 
Looped in the lab like I’m trapped in a sentence, 
Spit facts abstract, still crack independence. 
Half-masked alchemist, flask full of sentences, 
Sip on the ink, think deep, seek penmanship, 
Dreams in the margin, schemes in the parlor, 
Beat hit clean but the theme gettin darker. 
[Hook] Rhyme sharp, cut scenes, split atoms in the booth, 
Truth in disguise, he just hiding in the proof, 
Villain with a vision, stay chillin with precision, 
Metal scrolls fold, still cold with the diction. 
[Verse 2] Peep the pattern—patterin’ thoughts, scatterin’ sparks, 
Dark art bars paint Mars in remarks, 
One line arc define time with a penstroke, 
Ghost in code, broke mold when the lens spoke. 
Records spin lessons, confessions in stereo, 
Buried in the text like a cleric from the barrio, 
Carry flows heavy, semi-auto with the letterpress, 
Deadpan tone, drop gems then I let it rest. 
Move through illusion, truth in confusion, 
Mind make music, fuse craft with delusion, 
Mask stay neutral, cool like a Buddhist, 
Still ruthless, scripts drip like acoustics. 
[Hook] Rhyme sharp, cut scenes, split atoms in the booth, 
Truth in disguise, he just hiding in the proof, 
Villain with a vision, stay chillin with precision, 
Metal scrolls fold, still cold with the diction. 
[Outro] Ink in the bloodstream, hum low frequencies, 
Code words flow through mechanical secrecy, 
Villain in the verse, wrote curses on papyrus, 
Just know there is no saving us

Metal Scrolls

Take a smoke break with this chilled-out track. “Flower Time” is perfect for late-night vibes, hazy rooms, and reflective moments. Smooth beats, clever bars, and floating flows make this a must-listen for fans of chill, contemplative hip-hop.

Flower Time

“Pen Dreamer” is a masterclass in wordplay and flow. MF DOOM-inspired cadence meets playful, abstract storytelling, with intricate rhymes and smooth, head-nod beats. Perfect for fans of late-night sessions, chill smoke vibes, and lyric-driven hip-hop. Every bar is a journey through clever metaphors, witty punchlines, and melodic rhythm.

Pen Dreamer

“Velvet Knives” brings playful wordsmithing, clever bars, and MF DOOM-inspired flow. Dense internal rhymes, punchy lines, and vibey beats make this perfect for late-night listening, chill sessions, or any hip-hop fan who loves lyrical mastery.

Velvet Knives

“Kung Foo” blends sharp lyricism with martial-arts precision — every bar hits like a kick, every line cuts clean. A DOOM-inspired boom bap track filled with clever word flips, calm confidence, and villain-level discipline. This is underground hip-hop with stealth and style — a battle between patience and power.

Kung Foo

Incase you wanna talk along.

LYRICS:

Thought i was dead i see halo
Up on my head in the middle
I just seem to be little
Cause mind inflatable now

And done laid up a towel
can see my bae in a frown
banana cost by the pound
i think my world upside down

you know you caught a real one after coming from the beach
came in wit a doll and now a demon sit in the front seat

i guess they call it fall cause people all i see is leaves
but i wont rake it up i got a feeling its the trees

im shaking from the priest i freed him in a dream
i needa see the seed or meet a figure an elite

but skating aint my thing
i think i wanna sing
but i think i talk too much so think imma let it ring

bring a buckle belt 
imma give em hell
at least its what i thought it was
when whooping on my tail

great parents never fail
only can the kids
but fuck i look like not A student F em (im) what it is.

Kung Foo

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