Chilling on my palm tree

Der erste Vorabsong des Producer-Albums 'Onersetzlich' von Cynic. Veröffentlicht am 25. Dezember 2013 und bei folgendem Link zum GRATIS-Download erhältich:

http://cynicthesoulseeker.bandcamp.com/album/onersetzlich


Supper Ft. Manillio

Produced & Mixed by Sir Jai

Lyrics:
mit spaar heroes, egau woni higoh
soly züri santo domingo - bingo
wit vum indo - sie wüsse wär dr chef isch
doch i ha no vüu z chrüzlä ufdr checklist 
technik isch uf tetris - rapper si uf bättag
text immer uf jetski - tabak immer äxtra - chägg das
i schrib bevor sies furtwäsche
träge mis viertu i däm lied und idr brusttäsche

s ticket eifach wi plusrächne - um uszbräche
us hässleche muster wi uf bussässle
sitze duss ufde dächer ghör dr wind pfiife
d angst im buuch unerklärlech sitde chindschziite
womer fromdspröche chöi doch erst rede wemer drunke hei
steine schmeisse bisme umverteilt
wo sie schnurre was sie wei smacht ke grosse ungerschied
dr niceist i däm biz isch dä solothurner - kid 

wo sie schnurre was sie wei smacht ke grosse ungerschied
dr niceist i däm biz dä bini 

lueg mou dasch für d wäut mini haube songs 
neui schueh ufre aute stross
dasch fürd nacht im quartier, fuck es tanzverbot
s chund scho guet lueg es haut de scho

einisch churz um d wäut mit spaar haube songs 
neui schueh ufre aute stross
es wird nacht im quartier, fuck es tanzverbot
mann lets go…

Auti Stross (Freestyle)

Trophies (Remix/ Bonus Track)(feat. Ben Whale)

Produced by Sir Jai / Mixed by Sir Jai
Album «Luke mir si di Vater» 2015

Tisch für 10 RMX

Vom Album "Luke mir si di Vater"

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Eldorado FM "Silber oder Gold" (prod. DJO) SNIPPET

"THE PRESSURE (FREESTYLE)"

[verse:]
I told my girl: "Don't wait up for me, you might never see the sun
By the time I hit my pinnacle, your feelings will be gone
If I ain't the one to make it out then tell me who's the one?
All this pressure on my shoulders and it's hard to brush it off"
Took my ass out of the city, told my niggas buckle up
This for all the ones who feel me, feel like you ain't done enough
Reason why my thoughts are spinning and my pen is bleeding out
All my demons reappear as soon the sun's settling down, ahh
Pedal to the floor, I'm doin' 90 on the highway
Who'da thought that boy with nappy hair could get this far by writing
All his feelings on a napkin, still I'm fucking underrated
Always home but hardly reppin', shouting out to Berne my city
How you feel when they keep saying that your good ain't good enough?
Still, you killing every feature and the ones that put you on?
Yesterday, Ben told me:"CK, stay committed to the music
Cuz we do it for the love and you don't need to put tags on it
Told him:"Brother, I been slept on for my whole damn life
And I don't mean to say you wrong because you goddamm right
But I want all of my respect cuz in this game there ain't no ties
Either you the best or noone's ever giving you their time
I told my girl: "Don't wait up for me" she might never see the sun
By the time I hit my pinnacle, her feelings will be gone
If I ain't the one to make it out then tell me who's the one?
All this pressure on my shoulders but my heart is beating calm

This track was recorded, mixed and mastered at SoundCorner studio

The Pressure (Freestyle)/(Prod. by Bandit Luce)

"PALM TREES"

[verse 1:]
Trapped in the city I'm in
With the urge to break out, make it to the city of dreams
Looking for that pot of gold, in search for prettier things
Cuz I been here too long, dreaming bout what's next to achieve, yeah
But I will never get it, it seems
If I stay much longer then I'm doomed to end up deceived
And so I pack my bags, hop on a plane
Anywhere, it's fine with me
Take me to Jamaica, rolling swishers, bumping Bob and sing
All along the way, eating good, no fish filet, meeting women that'll make my heart thump like it's heavy bass, yeah
And do you see the waves? 
If not then close your eyes again

[chorus:]
Chilling under palm trees
Smoking on a blunt and feel the cold breeze, ay
See, I know it's your pet peeve, but baby I got issues weighing on me (2x)

[verse 2:]
Miss me with the shit that happened last year
This time around, I put my faith in God's hand
Cuz real friends are seldom, people you
pour your heart to
Next thing you know, they draw a pistol and aim it at you
I want myself back, my happiness and all that, lately I've been feeling like my heart is turning pitch black
I got too many problems that I can't solve cuz the money missing but money's the biggest one of all
That's why I need to grow now, paint a bigger picture, let me go now
Chasing paper for a better future, tell my mama that I love her, I'll be back before the sun down

[Chorus (4x)]


Palm Trees (prod. by Ricky Vela)

Troum

Nordä

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Chilling on my palm tree

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