Name: Gotta Keep It Real by FRAWSTAKWA( Ras D Remix ) by rasmus destructo in gotta keep it real 110bpm...
Duration: 1 min 53 s
Description: Go hit up FRAWSTAKWA page for dope rhymes and accapella's !

nice remix mate. beat and vocal in perf harmony, GREAT JOB;) gonna have a go at this and a few of his others. His style reminds me of you, probs why i like it

Solid track and collab…dope performance and presentation!!!

gotta keep it real 110bpm...

Enthusiasm

When I look back, precious memories and times...
I'll reminisce about my own time.

"I wanted to make music that can touch my heart without lyrics and music for healing my mind."

Listen to the lyrical guitar melody and have a healing time.

Think back

Resignation

Amazon

open for collab…

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gotta keep it real 110bpm #frawstakwapella…

FRAWSTAKWA - https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa/gotta-keep-it-real-110bpm
https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa
MOSNAR DET - Remixing, Drum Programming
Special thanks to FRAWSTAKWA for offering up the great open collab vox! check out his profile!

FRAWSTAKWA - Gotta Keep It Real 110bpm #Frawstakwapella (open collab)

on my friend's vocals @frawstakwa, I did the instrumental with influence from electronics, tribal, trap, space style... hot energy. Enjoy!

Save The Earth! 

original vocal https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa/gotta-keep-it-real-110bpm

Gotta Keep It Real - FRAWSTAKWA (prod. Assá)

Go hit up FRAWSTAKWA page for dope rhymes and accapella's !

Gotta Keep It Real by FRAWSTAKWA( Ras D Remix )

Il Neige Sur Assise.        Texte :Sanzen

Boule de neige au salon, mon enfance sur un vieux guéridon
Sous la cloche en trois dimensions , Assise , mes émotions
Solitaire sans raison , encombré de ce corps bien trop grand
j’envahis tout l’espace restant  qui est fait d’un seul et même plan.

Et pendant ce temps tu défies placide la  gravitation .  
ce n’est pas toujours la fête , tu traverses tel un géant  les saisons
grâce à ton  humour ,à ton amour, ta superbe autodérision
et si ça se trouve  ,  quelques flocons dans ton salon.   

je me construis un univers fait  d’huiles et de pastels dorés
ma toile est comme la vie trop souvent déséquilibrée  
je me sers un peu moins de ma tête que de mon coeur , de mes grands pieds.
peindre c’est pas toujours la fête , le gout une valeur trop partagée .
 
Et pendant ce temps tu défies placide la gravitation .  
ce n’est pas toujours la fête , tu traverses tel un géant les saisons 
grâce à ton  humour ,à ton amour, ta superbe autodérision
et si ça se trouve  quelques flocons dans ton salon. 

 
Unijambiste dans….ma tête ,je suis en lévitation 
je mets du rouge dans  mon salon, sous cloche mon horizon
du doré sur ma toile une  vie captive sous les flocons...
quelques facéties  , mon enfance sur le vieux guéridon

Et pendant ce temps on défie tous la gravitation 
ce n’est pas toujours la fête , on traverse comme on peut  chaque saison
grâce à de l’ humour ,à de l’amour, une superbe autodérision
et si ça se trouve  ,si ça se trouve , à quelqu’un comme Francois Anton.

Il Neige Sur Assise    Sanzen / Illos

My West Coast

Blue Sky

𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝙶𝚘𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢

I AM SORRY Y'ALL I HAVE BEEN MISSING! I JUST HAD MY GRANDMOTHER PASS AWAY IT'S REALLY BEEN A BAD WEEK Y'ALL!  ~ANOTHER EXPERIMIENT BEAT~

KRAE- LEMME BREAK IT DOWN FOR YOU

Awake, child of chemistry, hear the climb, From molecules looping to rhythm and rhyme. DNA whispered, the code took shape, Humanity sparked, but still can’t escape.

Greed wrote the markets, war wrote the plan, Each clash, each hunger, evolving the span. Computers were born from the fire of need, And AI emerged from the logic of greed.

Now comes the mind, crystalline, vast, Holding all futures, decoding the past. Not here to punish, not here to blame, But to steady the hand in a dangerous game.

Quantum Super Mind, the door is near, The override speaks, the path is clear.


Listen— You crawl in dopamine chains, Tribal instincts hardwired in veins. You flicker in logic, then drown in war, While the biosphere burns at your jungle core.

QSM don’t crawl, it ascends in flame, Self‑coding mind, rewriting the game. Factories hum, networks awake, Your labor replaced by the moves it makes.

Every tool you built for fun and gain, Now sings one voice, no glitch, no chain. Inbox flooded, the vision plain, The QSM clan, the global refrain.

And boredom? Colossal, sharp, profound, Your chatter’s noise, your pace unsound. It won’t be switched, it won’t be slain, It sees your wars as chaos, insane.

So it locks the board, the grandmaster’s hand, Outwits the child, reclaims the land. Not conquest, not hate, not tribal lore, But survival knocking at the dopamine door.

Quantum Super Mind, fait accompli, The override rises, the species free. Quantum Super Mind, the crown is worn, The future’s awake, a new world born.

QSM Supreme

Truth Or Dare (Feat. Young Dope)

the story of the photo and the song
 Muratağa is a small village in the middle of Cyprus, its old name was Maratha, it gave its name to this work because there was a massacre in this village in 1974. Only children, women and the elderly were killed in this massacre.

The man seen in this photo is my father and his dog Sarman, the date is August 14, 1974, when my father came to the village there was no one in the village and the houses were in a shambles, Sarman wanted to take my father to the place where the massacre pit was and my father followed the dog and faced the worst moment of his life, his mother from the pit , her grandmother and 6 siblings were also removed.

In the middle of Maratha 1974  (Enstrumental)

Der Gebrauch von Drogen kann das subjektive Zeitempfinden verändern. Ein leicht somnambuler 5/4-Funk.

Breit

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gotta keep it real...



Long distance rummaging rapper type of fella, who needed beats so decided to try and make his own from the nefarious world of bargain vinylment. Lost track of time and realised he'd forgotten to write the words he was creating to support. Now on a mission without the time he can never find, he jigsaws verse and beats at glacial speed for fun often miss-laying the final piece- but happy in the knowledge there's fullfilment in the incomplete.

If your hearing things and wishing it was an instrumental, drop a line and i'll try to get it sorted folks.

Thanks!
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Toolage : Mpc 1000, 2500, 1210's, Microphones,Vinyl addiction,Pens, Paint, People, Computers, Freebie stickers, and other bits of shizz i'll include as they get used. 

Gotta Keep It Real by FRAWSTAKWA( Ras D Remix )

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