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New Single “Dusk Cruisin’” fully composed with brotha @chrisdogzout is out and available on every digital platforms 🌘🚘

Artwork by Emile SACRE (aka @vectson)
Released by @vinyl-digital-com

Peace ☮️

Alcynoos & Dogzout - Dusk Cruisin'

hands free (instrumental)

photo by repeat pattern

music made with https://soundcloud.com/asmuvone

INSIDE LOOKING OUT | .SMUVxRP

The first volume in our beat compilation series, "Donuts & Coffee Breaks". Featuring beats from Senzo, Kyo-Ken, Kale Tinsel, Dalcroze Bleau, BZKT, Sendai Mike, and Samurai Del.

Enjoy.

bombay. - Samurai Del

demo enit. 

beat by e e v e e.
-> https://soundcloud.com/eveline-eevee/soap

nu year nu miscreants <3 

-Don Feeble Jr-
She thought she told you what she told she when she said it, 
Then sedatives, overdosed, still she don't regret it 
You ignored the red ink, or you misread it 
But shit if you misread the shit then shit you wasn't listening 

Setting the scene, static flickers on a singular screen 
Eyes straining just for something to see
But shadows shift to you what you want them to be
Mind rigid in its discipline 
Truth rains and it raids your brain just like a missiles hit
But still it's hit and miss, she says 'you know you could be hitting this?'
Or at least you think she did (Did she?)

Now if you're searching for some peace of mind I'll give you a piece of mine and I'll hope it helps you sleep at night 
There in your dream world 
Run to your dream girl 
I'll skip the pendulum to pass the time 
Cursing the critic that hides away in the mirrors' image
Says she's looking different, so she's quick to drop a dress size, only eating fed lies 
On her bedside finds a dense line 
Fake a good time 
Feels like she 'could' find 
all the answers that elude her now  
Resolution! How wonderful
But
She's man city, she's not arsed at all 
She's mad silly, who else is gonna break her fall? 

-looms.-
Let your image flood the dreamscape. Bitter love, sweet fate. 
These days he stays in pocket like the keychain. 
We all got a price - this feeling like it’s prepaid
She breathes flames. Post-kiss can’t see straight 

Hands match how they did in the past. 
Joints clicking in the dark – gripping¬¬ the shit to be sparked. 
Snout snogging till he spitting the tar. 
Been a small circle since the spliffs in the park. 

Sucker scuffing up his kicks – kick em in the car. 
Long roads got him thinking how the innocent could last. 
Guilty of the lack of It. Pacifistic paladin.
Night time knight belly yellow as the lanolin. 

Handling the baggage got it wrapped up in its packaging. 
The hole you left inside of me is one you hold a candle in. 
So go ahead - investigate the landscape. 
Patch up the soft spots trampled in the rampage.

-HUE-
This Voicemails full of sounds..

When you coming down brother?summers running out 
Land of a hundred frowns, troubled mums and sullen clowns, yet I stumble round, humming as I run aground... 

Harsh white winter wind 
Scarred eyes glistening 
Turn to the past when the past ain't listening
Dark face grinning,

Cold as the ash. 
Old friends asking how you're coping with cash, No hope in the facts so lonesome at that.
Slow growth culminates in homes for the rats, while other men try and make holes in the cracks 

Is it cos it's holding them back? 

'n' Yes 
Feds run around, stressed heads cover ground, extent of a town left. 

(Repeat)


take 22 [DEMO]

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