Latest Mixtape. No. 1 in the "BOOMBOX" Series! Hope you enjoy, thank you for listening!

Could Be Fire - WaxTheProducer

𝔫𝔢𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔟𝔬𝔯𝔥𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔫𝔯𝔞𝔡𝔦𝔬 𝔢𝔡𝔦𝔱 yukon x up (loverance)

Yukon

the first

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No Promises

(Vintage... vintage...)
Old new, old new
(Yeah, yeah)

Pull up in my ride, feeling so alive (so alive!)
Old school on the outside, new soul inside
Time don't define me, I make my own way (my way!)
Yesterday and tomorrow, both here today
(Yeah, yeah)

They call me retro, but I'm making waves (making waves)
Mix the old with new, that's how I play
Not chasing trends, I'm making history (history)
Classic never dies, that's my energy
(Vintage, vintage)

We don't need to show it (no, no)
Moving how we want to
Old souls, new bodies (bodies)
This is what we do
(Old new, old new)

We're so vintage (vintage)
But we're brand new (brand new)
Limited edition (edition)
With a different view
They try to label us (label us)
But we stay true
We're so vintage
Everything old is new
(Yeah, yeah, let's go!)

V-I-N-T-A-G-E (say it loud)
That's the way we play (how we play)
V-I-N-T-A-G-E (one more time)
Yesterday is today
(Old new, old new)

Black and white photos, but we live in color (in color)
Past meets the future, like no other
Old school mind with a new age vision (vision)
Breaking all the rules, that's our mission
(Yeah, yeah)

Old heart, new dreams (new dreams!)
Nothing's what it seems (it seems)
Can't box us in (no way)
Vintage always wins (we win)
Fading in and out like memories
Nothing here is make believe
(Vintage... vintage...)

Old new, old new
We're so vintage

Yesterday's Tomorrow

What's it Cost

im too grown for this

Soakin Wet

rub it in

Don’t Talk About My Mum

Theme: The prison fight that nearly changed my whole life. This track captures the moment prison tested you harder than the streets ever did. One act of disrespect aimed at my mum unleashed every piece of buried pain I carried from childhood, racism, colourism, and survival. At seventeen, surrounded by grown-men energy, I snapped with putty knives in my hands and almost crossed a line I could never undo. Solitary confinement, guilt, fear, then the gym ambush where a weight wrapped in a vest nearly ended me in revenge, and somehow I still walked out alive. This isn’t a glorification of violence. It’s a portrait of a boy surviving a world built to break him.

Dont Talk About My Mom

80s R&B, warm analog bass, shimmering electric piano, gentle funk guitar licks, romantic, confident, classy, laid-back groove, silky male vocals, soft backing vocals, smooth synth pads, clean analog production

No Promises

Pulse