1. https://soundcloud.com/joohabeats
2. https://soundcloud.com/ojiiji
3. https://soundcloud.com/404sahmo
4. https://soundcloud.com/infragravity_waves x https://soundcloud.com/geminitunes

Off Da Box

Put the pressure on me I'm giving you diamonds 💎

A. Slade & King Castro X presents Diamonds

Diamonds ft King Castro X

https://open.spotify.com/album/3kGcGXbdEyE034Nn8dnJav?si=vRWMIckYQsSzyNhuDFOUFA

This tape was made during 2020 and 2021. It was a crazy time. My mind was all over the place and music was starting to lose meaning to me. But through all of it, I came out healthier. I feel optimistic and happy with what I’m trying to build. Even after 6 years of this I still feel like I’m trying to prove to myself that I can do this, that I can make music. That’s what this tape represents to me, that I’m all bite and no bark.

Special shout out to friends and family that kept me centered. I dedicate this album to my nephew.

tracklist:

1. WEPT (0:00-1:10)
2. RA (1:11-2:47)
3. GNATS (2:48-3:54)
4. PUZZLE (3:55-4:41)
5. DRAG (4:42-7:17)
6. WITCH (7:18-8:29)
7. SIREN (8:30-10:37)
8. OKAY (10:38-12:23)
9. SHREDDER (12:24-14:52)
10. GROWL (14:53-15:49)
11. DARING (15:50-17:39)
12. SUMMER (17:40-19:22)
13. JUST (19:23-20:24)
14. TEETH (20:25-21:48)
15. DANG (21:49-24:27)
16. FEEL (24:28-26:43)

bandcamp

all bite, no bark [beat tape]

Motive

heartfart/songpart [full ep]

Samba

new mix!


LYRICS:

try to touch my son i put you on a shirt
try to touch my bitch let’s see see if that’ll work
i stopped fuckin with that bitch she ain’t know how to twerk
mr y2k i still know how to jerk

same shordy tryna swerve me finna crash out
said she had regrets now she tryna throw that ass now
told her that i’m spoken for my shordy finna spazz out
dead presidents, ghost zone when i cash out

it was never over but i’m back now
pulling tracks out
ain’t no baddie club but the baddies shaking ass now

in the club in some grinches
she still got me on her wish list
cuz she know i’m cleaning up like the dishes
and she seen me outside with pretty women
told her bounce i can tell her to get in
bape jeans niggas wishing they could fit in

i got so much drip there ain’t a pool that i could fit in
new 11’s nigga just some shit i like to kick in
i ain’t jumpin on a trend i rockin no gazelle
but i jump on a nettspend beat and give these niggas hell

sick of tryna tell these niggas that ain’t giving range
i just wrote this shit in 20 minutes, it ain’t rack my brain
when i sleep i’m counting cash cows, racks all on my brain
that’s the only beef i think about, i can’t live with disdain

put evisu on her ass she a walking stain
got the shit you see on goat, we don’t walk the same
i just took ya baddest bitch right up off the streets
you know it take a special girl to tame the stray in me

A Cold Sunday Remix (prod. by MUGEN!)

"maybe i should tell her its my birthday"

https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/kamii/better-man-bigger-fool

0:00 brwn.sugar // inside.u(her.moment)
4:11 blk.inthaSun (wit hdnroots.)
6:02 my.addiction 
7:56 .workinout(never.thought)
10:56 lotus.flowerchile
14:25 my.muse(curtains.close) 
16:02 fell.4her (wit madebyok!)
17:35 change.yourways(.thisheart)
20:40 by.yourside
22:28 to.me

BETTER MAN, BIGGER FOOL (FULL ALBUM)

spoke sweet like caramel

0:00 misguided love (daydreamin)
1:54 turns to (sweet.you)

https://youtu.be/VZwVVjHzz7Q
https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/kamii/a-misguided-love--turns-to

a misguided love // turns to

go.again

OFF THE JUMP ALBUM  12.31.17

Vocals by:
@chriswrightotj
@noeldac
@atwood
@headhaunter
@ibr
@toccimc

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

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@biskwiq

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Lyrics:

[Hook: Chris Wright]
On the bright side I got all this money in my pockets now
Had to cop a PayPal card just to get it out
I don't even know like half these people they just come around
But if they start to talkin all that noise Ima shut em down

[Verse 1: RYCE]
Talk that noise ima push you to the side
F out my dms I'm just tryna live my life
You can not compete with me I stay cold bruh
Venomous benefits I'm meaner than king cobra
Excellence prevalent like Jehovah but I'm holier
Dripping flavor skipping haters I'm racing for the gold
And I'll never fold burning vivid like the stars now
You can not catch up to me

[Verse 2: Atwood]
Like skrr
Vroom vroom say bye to bitches
On the brighter side I got a lighter in me
You got pints of henny and designer linens
I got fire in me that been shining silly like, damn, chill
Hit em with a Advil
Headaches, yeah man how does that feel
Hand shakes my way on some dap shit
Bet you mad still broke bonds like a bad deal
Get a tad real and you backing away
Shit I'm still the old me like from back in the day
You know lil AP with the laugh in his face
Your whole crew got me dead like I'm passing away
Ay, I never looked away from the flashing lights
Look em in the face til the grave and they have me like

[Hook] (x2)

[Verse 3: Headhaunter]
I don't ruminate in shade I just cast it all
I heard the light that's burning twice as bright lasts half as long
An astronaut planting flags in binary stars, write more than Asimov
Priceless oil painting portraits of me line the palace walls
Protagonist of film noir, self proclaimed lady killer
Tinder match with femme fatales, forgo friendship, fake the feeling
Fabricated synergy, these strangers speak in white noise
But I can silence them by pulling digits out this bright void

[Verse 4: ibrahim]
Flippin samples on a week night
Lit by candles and street lights
From watchin the stars to a shot in the dark
Now everything seems bright, yeah
Neon signs inside my eyelids till the break of dawn
Your fav emcee is payin me for makin beats I'd slay him on
Talkin noise we ain't gon hear em
I been with my gang like Akira
Block em out like Rothko paintings when they try to slide inside my DMs
No sleep writin out 9th chords with bass notes and the sound of synths
I breathe life into cyborgs with an inkstone and a fountain pen like yuh

[Hook] (x2)

[Verse 5: Tocci]
Is it heaven or hell boy
The family's in jail boy
You gotta get the money so you posting their bail boy
Gotta have the crib or you stuck as the bell boy
If you're really bout your shit then there's nothing to tell boy
Like are you a dreamer boy
Or are you the cleanest boy
Catch me with the pack we be whipping in beamers boy
Fuck your noise
I be flexing with the head phones
She be sneaking, no touch tone
Really out when the suns low
See the scoobies then you ruh-roh

[Verse 6: Chris Wright]
Uh oh don’t testify
Put a dog in the pen like you set to fly
Ops shooting like, who alive, best to die
So I put aside you and I’m next to ride
Take a good long look, I don’t do no photos
Put a hood on with a few new logos
Set a mood wrong but I still lose polos
Drop a loose song cop a place out in soho
Aviators on with the retrofitted sakura shades
I’m really out lost in waves
Can’t bounce on a beat, that’s Austin’s way
But I’m still here trynna boss up my wage
Need payment bitches I don’t rap for fun
Future bright like a catholic nun
Fragrance on me when I spilt the rum
Flagrant with it, we just hit it and run

[Hook]

High Beams

Spotify

Bright Side (prod. Kevmo)

@placeholdensucks

saintromainmusic@gmail.com

Samba

Saint Romain