prod by masked man

https://soundcloud.com/benbeal
https://soundcloud.com/isaaczale
https://soundcloud.com/cnclcultr

mixed & mastered by masked man

RQST

Spotify / Apple Music

RQST (feat Ben Beal, Isaac Zale & Cancel Culture)

As Mine, As Yours

How High? by @milespowers & @davevvvv

Listen: https://linktr.ee/milespowers

Lyrics: https://genius.com/Miles-powers-how-high-lyrics

AHWAB

Vocals by @milespowers
Production by @davevvvv
Featuring @kyaruok
Mix/mastered by @milespowers

SPOTIFY etc.

How High? (feat. Kyaru)

https://soundcloud.com/bigpicklebeats on the beat, masterfully
https://soundcloud.com/boof-radley on the raps, decently


Guardin' State (prod. BigPickleBeats)

Featuring: https://soundcloud.com/cloudmacx & PC Pete

Produced by: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCkPE_gRazT9nG4nHBMb5dQA

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[HOOK - Miles Powers & PC Pete]
Relax your muscles this distraction’s just a couple minutes
In fact I think you're fucked right after ‘cause it's back to business
So let's sit back and crack a pack of six to blur your vision
And rap with acid flows I'm askin’ if they even listen


[VERSE 1 - PC Pete]
I seen better days, better blaze in a daze
How I stay when I get away, least I got bowl
And I ate off a dinner plate, you know they say
It’s the little things, have a drink gotta

Celebrate, little rock out the cellophane
Little talk bout some little things, t ain't rained
In a month imma go insane, little blunt fuck it make it big
Cause it’s love but you know that

Love’s always taking hits, hits out the blunt
Getting vapor lit lit for a month outta paper shit
Shit I been drunk since a baby kid
Bitch say it’s love but my baby left, fifth fifth of the 

Month I’m just breaking in my liver live it up while you living
I give a fuck if you wit it I’m tryna make it big
No I’m not, I’m just tryna find my fucking wallet
While I’m dodging cops, how many xanny in my

Pocket bitch I done forgot, how many xannys are you
Popping just to stop the thoughts, bout a boatload!!
I see the waves crashing in hope you float bro
How many ways can you fuck ask my coke hoes

Dope nose froze in the snow living so cold
D LO in the know I love no hoe
I’m a wolf in a wolves clothes
On the roof burning woods slow.. but I bet I’m in a

Wool sweater letterman, getting head again
Damn she let him in? Duh bitch I’m a motherfucking
Veteran, with a head full of sedatives
And it is what I said it is

[HOOK - Miles Powers & PC Pete]

[VERSE 2 - Miles Powers]
Ten till three CD in the works, read read
Too far in the words if it all works fuck it
I ain't dream dream dream nothing
I ain't sleep sleep I ain't need this

Knee deep on the creep creep man I bleed this
All too conceited, crawlin depleted solve with a
Call from the homies, rhymes from the dome piece
Lying if I don't say I don't need nothin

Lines in row get the blow insufflate
I ain't bluffin way to far sufferin’
Puffin this J and I'm Kool-Aid sippin
Bluray rippin’ I be too far trippin

Large roots, 'bove ground, when I come round
Leave em dumbfound, as a gun sound
In the white suburbs, write with the sight of a love bird
Write with the depth of a sunburn, ay

Tryna fit it get it all in one word, ay
I admit it all in one verse, ay
One song too long move along it's a new day
Gotta spit a new way… 

Ain't yall trouble man better prove then
Eight ball couple grams get it movin
Involved in a plan of improvement
Ain't solve with a trance but it's soothin’

[HOOK - Miles Powers & PC Pete]

[VERSE 3 - Cloud Mac]
I was born in the black light
Never looking back, never gonna think twice
I’m nice on the mic when I describe right 
Pull into the fight like “yo”

But sometimes I struggle to write it all up
The brain comes in with the Yip Man block, yea
The hands move around and around on the clock, 
The plans break down, down, down in the spot

And everybody needs a little help sometimes,
Sometimes, I like to
Get a little jolly and puff some pines,
Some pines, some pines

And if that don’t work then I’ll try something else
TV on silent the image just melts
Black and white romance until it is felt
Attacking my trance up until it dispels

And when that don’t work I go out with my friends
Do something stupid that we can’t defend
Depends, we got the time to spend.
I got some lies that I will spread

And after it all I go back to my house
Get to my mic and then get it all out
Back to business got to get all this clout
Yea, you just learned all ‘bout the cloud.

[HOOK X 2 - Miles Powers & PC Pete]

Back to Business (feat. Cloud Mac & PC Pete)

with @love-sadkid
produced & mixed by @biskwiq
art by @chrosky

Tandem Unicycle w/ love-sadKiD || prod. by biskwiq

Mixing, mastering, and producing by @dustbunnybedroom
Art by https://twitter.com/trulymiffy please check out their art !!
(Single version of the song "Pretty Face" from the @summercampco Winter Compilation)

Stream it on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/34ewObtxbnS73495nDWJNh?si=oZPFPSMSRhu5fTqjYFnjEw
Buy it on Apple Music: https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/pretty-face-single/1449921170

Ukulele Chords: cmaj7, e7 ,fmaj7, fmin7 
Ukulele Chord Tabs: 0002, 1202, 5500, 1313

Guitar 1 Chords: C5, E5, F, Fmin
Guitar 1 Tabs: x35xxx, x79xxx, x87xxx, x86xxx

Guitar 2 Chords: C5, E5, F5, F5
Guitar 2 Tabs: x35xxx, 02xxx, 13xxx, 13xxx

Genius Lyrics Link: https://genius.com/Mahal-slick-pretty-face-single-version-lyrics

Lyrics:
1-2-3-4

Man, it’s been a minute
I never had time to finish 
Sick of it, it’s repetitious 
Oh baby I’m getting vicious

With the love like this, with the love like that
With the love so quick, with the love so bad

Girl whats up witchu? Tell me whatcha really wanna do
I don’t got a clue
Always fuckin angry with different kinds of excuses
Feeling useless
But the truth is, I don’t think you really fuck with me
What a mood switch

1-2-3 with a hit so sore
4-5-6 we don’t kiss no more
We just stay inside, we don’t go outdoors
Never doing all the shit we used to do before

You wanna switch it up though
Why you gotta cut throat
Hit me with the wrong arrow, that's a crossbow

I don’t wanna solo
Nana to my Popo
Honey you don’t ever gotta do it all alone cuz 
_
Baby we don’t need to change
Maybe we can be the same
Girl I miss your pretty face
Your pretty face x2
_
I don’t wanna see you crying like a raindrop
Droptop, Ima take you out to the sweatshop
Maybe we could sit back, finna make the cat pop
And you know I never fold, like I was a laptop

I don’t really see a problem
Baby you be trippin
All I want is all the lovin, and the huggin, and the kissin

And the old you back since
The new you lackin’ 
Issa a new wave, Issa plan of attack cuz
_
Baby we don’t need to change
Maybe we can be the same
Girl I miss your pretty face
Your pretty face x2

Pretty Face - Mahal Slick & dustbunnyroom (single version)

prod. @officialbiosphere
mix. @atwood
art. @headhaunter


Tall tales - short attention span.


Lyrics:
It was a while ago but I used to make origami/
I used to fold washi paper into cranes for a hobby/
I formed their bodies with perfect angles and dog-eared corners/
making everything from Bengal Tigresses to pale Border Collies/

where you could pull their tails to make them flap their wings/
or pinch their necks to make them roar with their complex anatomies/
but that all came crashing down tragically when, well what happened is/
or was, a horrible freak paper cut accident/

so I tried out something different and practiced martial arts a bit/
transformed my legs and arms to armaments, an armistice I forged between my mind and body/
Karate chopping thick slabs of marble to marbles and
blocked a kick with nothing but thinking the thought of “I will block this kick”/

I fought and fought again, I’d always win/
until one day I fought the wrong sensei and somehow lost to him/
and then I figured I could use a new hobby fast/
when I woke in the ICU, mummified inside a full body cast/

so I tried out woodworking, and learned a thing or two/
about building birdhouses and a sanctuary for the endangered with the zoo/ 
and without nails or glue I built some perfect-fit architecture with versatile sandalwood/
that even termites wouldn’t dare to chew/

but the Steel Industry is a much different beast,
their countless inner rings of arsonists don’t like and fear anything built with trees/
so I got into magic with simple tricks/
err, I mean illusions, like how to make a yacht disappear without sinking it/

I put live rounds inside a real gun for every bullet I’d catch/
and I sawed a lower limb, double amputee woman in half/
but when your Transported Man has to trap, clones in tanks to drown/
they’ll take you out, pulled at the drop of a hat with a vanished act, but still, I’m safe and sound!/ 

but rules are rules so I was gone fishin’/
I threw a net and accidentally caught a dolphin pod in it/
I’ve got some FOMO, rowed from coast to coast/
and caught the Lochness Monster without my rod and then caught the Ogopogo with it/

I studied mutated fish in ponds near Chernobyl/
with evidence of Kraken tentacles adorning on our boat’s hull/
we stumbled on a whaling operation, so we thwarted them/
but let’s just say my fishing boat’ll never be seaborne again/

so I got into miming…/
then I tried out a comedy class to practice my - timing/
and I’d showcase new material at sold out shows on the weekend/
then I auditioned for SNL and they let me host for a season/

I popped up on the screen opposite promising Hollywood starlets with Oscar noms/
in romcoms with a record box office streak/
but my private pilot had the last laugh
when I cracked a joke and split his sides, and we were forced to crash land/

so I took the plunge and tried out diving, took a stab at fencing/
gave clay pigeon hunts a shot, and then I tried to tackle wrestling/
tried the chef thing but I let Gordon Ramsay ingest some foreign bodies/
so I’ve been thinking ‘bout getting back into origami/

Spotify!

The Hobby Swapping Problem (prod. biosphere)

Thank y'all for the love and support, trying to transition more towards spotify, so go give me a follow there! link in bio/under this track. Had a TON of fun working on this, shoutout to @atwood for mixing it all together. LOVE YALL!

LYRICS / https://genius.com/Kyaru-hendrix-lyrics

✨🍂 SPOTIFY/ETC🍂 ✨

Hendrix

lyrics: genius.com/Thiago-be-your-own-lyrics

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

I JUST HOPE LITTLE ME WOULD BE PROUD OF ME

Be Your Own

https://fanlink.to/EGO-DEATH
LYRICS / https://genius.com/Cancel-culture-ego-death-lyrics

prod. @masked-man-peace

hook: @kyaruok (backing vox @kyaruok & @masked-man-peace)
verse 1: @kyaruok & @damienburbank (backing vox @damienburbank)
bridge 1: @masked-man-peace
hook 2: @kyaruok (backing vox @kyaruok & @masked-man-peace)
verse 2: @nicohorry
bridge 2: @masked-man-peace
hook 3: @kyaruok (backing vox @kyaruok & @masked-man-peace)
outro: @masked-man-peace

mixed & mastered by @masked-man-peace

artwork by @damienburbank & @kyaruok

EGO DEATH

Hailing from Portland, Oregon, Miles began making music in 2016. In 2018 they became a founding member of punk-rock-inspired internet rap group @staydeadboys, and began their solo career in earnest in 2020.

Miles’ music reflects and embraces the contradictions of life and identity, of confidence and humility, of autonomy and limit, of humor and even joy in sadness. When we befriend our pain it dissipates. When we share our parallel journeys from a place of authenticity and ownership, vulnerability is a strength. Art is a spiritual practice that can be as serious or as lightweight as the moment calls for.

Miles is working on their debut album.

In their early teens Miles memorized an encyclopedia of lyrics while falling in love with the writing, craft, and conviction of artists like Big L, Rakim, and Ms. Lauryn Hill. Like many contemporaries (such as JID and Sylvan LaCue), Miles’ work centers on interpreting the spirit and sensibilities of an earlier generation of hip-hop through the lenses of modern aesthetics and of their own life and experiences.