love this flow from both of ya'll and the beat made me wanna somersault

The beat is sick 🔥 Damn, I miss teeawgo

fanlink.to/CALLU

prod. @masked-man-peace
additional prod. @geo_1022

hook: @masked-man-peace
verse 1: @hellotaro (backing vox by @damienbrbnk)
hook 2: @masked-man-peace
verse 2: @kyaruok
hook 3: @masked-man-peace (backing vox by @akamaruxoxo)

mixed & mastered by @masked-man-peace

cover art by https://www.instagram.com/cncldevin/

CALL U WHEN I NEED U

Spotify / Apple Music

D.M.T. are Dahm., Miles Powers, and teeawgo

https://soundcloud.com/dahm-the-rapper
https://soundcloud.com/milespowers
https://soundcloud.com/teeawgo

🎶why your dogs play dead when I come around?🎶

Produced by: https://soundcloud.com/whyandotte

Lyrics: https://genius.com/dmt-play-dead-lyrics

SPOTIFY etc.

PLAY DEAD

second single off of "closed eyes & open ears"

featuring @teeawgo
produced by me and @dustbunnybedroom
illustrations by me w/ help from @duckirubb3r on twitter
twitter.com/duckirubb3r

[Lyrics]:
Muh fuckas wanna act like they got no more passion
Allotta yall putting a front all up on the cameras
But deep inside, I know you stuck and it's why you lackin’
I see a lotta me in all of yall, it’s time we’re passed that 

No time, but you keeping up with the pace
See the shit that they be fishing for, tryna make it a race
But that's the issue everybody dealing with like it’s okay
No more capacity in making all this shit you wanna make, but listen-

You don’t got the vision, you don’t got it clickin’, you don’t got the cards collected plus it ain’t the right edition
You don’t try to think about it, why’re you think they’re gonna miss ya?
Why’re you living like it’s all okay with all the lies they feed you?

Got you backing up into a corner, try to block, and now you’re looking feeble 
Hide from what you love, you keep on smiling, but you’re feeling evil
Try keep it golden, but the truth is still ain’t tryna reach you
Shit is so exhausting, with my mental rotting 
Man I need to- 

[teeawgo]:
Read into the reasons I'm like this
Shoutout to Adam, in my atoms how I keepitinside
And this shit don't add up, skewing data, want a piece of pie
Been getting fatter, running laps until I reach for the sky, been praying better

For myself and for my mental, is that selfish? I don't give a fuck
All this time, I've been last in my line, now I'm finna cut
Everybody off that rub me wrong i do not feel your touch
If you don't build me up then you tear me down, the dealin's done

I'm taking all my earnings and investing it in me
I'm reflecting on my learnings, passing tests for this degree
This is ain't a song, this shit a sermon, life a blessing, on your knees
You gotta set yourself free, you're the warden with the key

Been at war with myself and now I'm storming on the beach
When it rains, shit'll pour, but the torrents got a breeze
Living bored, what for? now the story skipping beats
Sometimes the reward's not sweet but it's gotta be complete

PASSION feat. teeawgo

The eighth in a series of related singles; Miles is releasing music every third Wednesday for a year.

Stream Lurkalot: https://milespowers.fanlink.tv/lurkalot

Produced by https://www.youtube.com/@BeatsByEmani
Additional vocals by PC Pete
Mix and master by https://soundcloud.com/milespowers

Lyrics: https://genius.com/Miles-powers-lurkalot-lyrics

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Lurkalot /lərk·ə·lät/ Noun/verb: one who lurks frequently; to lurk frequently. "Tell me by the look of me, does it look like I lurkalot?"

lurkalot

OHGOD (Feat. @masked-man-peace)

Prod: @masked-man-peace

Listen everywhere:
https://too.fm/kmrxm69

MUSIC VIDEO:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5jPhzFX4sr8

OHGOD

OHGOD (Feat. Masked Man)

feat. @ibr
prod. @abembeats
mix. @ibr

Lyrics:
Headhaunter:
Ax heads glisten in the twilight, chop the guards down/
and whittle them all down to nothing to see the wood chips blot the stars out/
I cough up a dark cloud, heart burns with forest fires/
animals howl at the scene as our kingdom's surely fortified/ 
I'm followed around by organ grinders with some somber songs as evergreens/
are drained of all their color as they fall and fall to frenzied swings/ 
from this death machine, that's hacking at tangled roots/
no conscience barks at me, grab ancient sequoias to break in two/

Hook:

I just chop and chop, chop the forest down to make a living/
under skeletal flocks of vultures and the acid rain that singes/
I just chop and chop, non-stop, won't halt or take a minute/
in the densest fog with mother nature making strange incisions/
I still chop and chop, chop the forest down to make a killing/
chop away the vines that reach towards my legs and break the feeling/  
of being over-encumbered, and not in control/ 
work the rest of my days but I want to go home/

Ibrahim:
I'm kissing maple trees with chainsaw tongues
Watch 'em bleed sap and leave behind a trail of dropped crumbs
And unstitch a million-acre quilt of ivy and moss
I'm an automaton with a hatchet striking a clock
In a metropolis populated by sycamore and hickory 
To rhythms of falling logs and a snapping twig symphony 
And as half-tempo my watch goes by and the sun crawls across the sky 
I chop at pines in the grasp of drowsy Father Time
My dreams are splintered fragments, visions of timber split by axes,
Paths littered with future cribs and caskets
Every swing a pendulum, sever roots till they're cleft in two
'Cause it's all I've ever known and it's all I'll ever do

Headhaunter:
Dim blue light refracts off ax heads from shadows to rainbows/
and leaves your psyche impacted when it glows, it accents the pathos/
I uproot dandelion weeds until they blow the sun out/
oaks are tugged down while eternity still laughs and pokes his tongue out/
and now I cut every hedge into animals, watch 'em come to life/
I daydream an off-world escape, where I live far away on the upper side/
but still unto forever and I'm non compos mentis/
a drop of sweat into the void where the chops chops are endless/

Chop Chop cont. (ft. ibrahim)

Produced by: https://soundcloud.com/noluckmusic

Artwork by: twitter.com/stkales

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[INTRO - PC Pete]
I’m feeling stagnant but my city always changing
I can’t imagine what we’ll see in a few ages and a
A bit a acid got me doing calculations
Bout the distance to the moon and all the different constellations

[BRIDGE - PC Pete]
I’ve been
Over the hillside where I lay in my mind
And make the best a my days
And never know whatchu find
Little over the pill side where the colors’ll change
And change the way that you think
I’ve never seen em the same

[VERSE 1 - miles powers]
I’m out this solar system sippin soda hold the acid
Mow the grass I’m sorta placid
Lackadaisical in fact
The track abrasive hold it back
Attractin phrases out of place in outer space
My God it pays to display
Crazed amazing razor blades
Don’t fade the bass I’ll need it later
Either way I feed on beat the needle need
Another nudge and look it’s me
Straight fuckery buckle me up I fuck for free
I ain’t be Kendrick baby
I gots to innovate and renovate to get a lady
Any rate I been this manic
Depressive damn it confessin I ain't be from this planet
Talk of apocalypse cop and hoppin in rocketships
Mockin this bonkers ridonculous talk like Fetty Wap and shit
I'm Betty Crocker bitch
Whip this brick for guap I gets
Spit this shit with a confidence
Writ this shit with a common sense
Rhyme intense
Dominance
Got em sayin not again
Soarin I'm in orbit endorphins are pourin in

[HOOK X 2 - miles powers & PC Pete]
Interstellar
In the center of your galaxy chillin
Interstellar
In the center of your galaxy chillin
Interstellar
In the center of your galaxy chillin
Say what you want bout a comet but oh my god what a feelin

[VERSE 2 - PC Pete]
Often lost in translation
I think the gods are forsaken
I had a bottle a sake
I throw it up on the pavement
I pave my way round this plane with all this shit I’m creating
Until the day that I vanish and fade away to oblivion
I’m in the center of your galaxy chillin
Isotopes of psychotropics higher dosage through the ceiling
Still been baking up the building
Alec brought a backwood feel me
We be all at maxfields chillin
Still the fakest still the realest
Wanna hit of the laced shit
Its so good you can’t taste it
Come and get on my spaceship
Where your body feels weightless
I could show you some places
Where your ego’s replaced with
But a beautiful notion
And a feeling of closeness
Take a swim through the ocean
Supernova explosion
All depends on the dosage

[BRIDGE - PC Pete]

[BREAK - Tim Heidecker]
There’s a very small planet, can’t be seen
..Wet planet
..There’s a planet made of a wheel, or a tire
And, uh
We have no evidence that these planets exist

[HOOK X 2 - miles powers & PC Pete]

Galactic Relaxation (feat. PC Pete, prod. noluck)

56 Bitch (feat. PC Pete, prod. selrok)

LYRICS / https://genius.com/Kyaru-bad4me-lyrics
SPOTIFY, ETC. / https://song.link/6G3m58vJbMBZq

Shoutout @atwood for his help on this track, it was super fun to work on!

bad4me (feat. Atwood)

prod. @geo_1022
mix. @atwood
art. @headhaunter

"Look at the way you're dressed, man. You're an international assassin."

Lyrics:
Yeah, the international assassin
a shadow more loyal than any animal companion
from rabbit hole to canyon I'm tracking down all the targets
regardless of how well hidden, no matter how strong their guard is
sub-rosa cutthroat business dealt with utmost precision
any whiff of suspicion is quickly quelled with some smoke and mirrors
appear out the darkness, the unknown factor is me
slow and stagger any progress of goals with a cloak and dagger technique
they're all trapped in the scope
turn these contracts into ghosts to every contact in their phone
interlope and invade, gain entry to their home and headspace
staked out on his road for ten days.. or a decade, I don't know
this operation began quite a while ago
weaving in between raindrops and intertwining lightning bolt
I brought the void to him, and now he's floating like a stone
with a spotlight on his foibles and it holds him by the throat
yeah, the international assassin
personified by any actual distraction
inaction incarnate like a tranquilizer dart
the quiet art of sabotage before the atomizing starts
I rifled through his dreams and I shot a couple down
it left a bullet in his foot and I don't think he dug it out
nah, it's not a subtle sound
when his skin begins to sizzle in the drippings from the clouds
I'm no martial arts expert keen on rolling sleeves up
not a chemical agent that steeps in royal tea cups
I'm not the glint on the rooftop, not rubber gloves and garrotes
I'm not a cyanide capsule that ruptures once I've been caught
nah, I'm your incognito tabs and all night gaming sessions
I'm the doubt you're mired in, I'm your faulty pain receptors
from the fullest moon to waning crescent
I'm the list of things you have to do, you chip away it remains at the same percentage
I make the effort, technically I'm the savior
stealthily shield a mark from an embarrassment or failure
label me an enabler of lackadaisical behavior
prey on the terror of having their work compared to the favourite
so he lives inside these crosshairs rent free 
lost where fog's thick and long stares can't see
through the stress and anxiety that gradually builds in his mind
and that's why his thoughts there sent me
I'm the -

International Assassin (prod. Garrett.)

lyrics:
https://genius.com/Thiago-courage-power-wisdom-lyrics

prod by @user-530621763
mix by Thiago
written by Thiago

YOU ARE NOT PREPARED

Courage, Power, Wisdom

filipino hip-hop & indie artist based in chicago

[MY EP "tomorrow, again?" IS OUT NOW] 
SoundCloud: https://bit.ly/3qpDPGU
Bandcamp: https://bit.ly/3flw4eH
Spotify: https://spoti.fi/3zVf5cE

alt: @mahalraps

(In partnership with my good
friend "dustbunnybedroom" @dustbunnybedroom)

[Inquiries: Twitter DM or email mahalslick@gmail.com]

PASSION feat. teeawgo

Mahal Slick

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