Anderson .Paak - Come Down (Zpu-Zilla Remix)

Had some things on my mind. Original track is by the genius producer/artist JonWayne (It's Ok).

Paperboats (flotsam thoughts)

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Produced by CThaSound

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Luck of Draw ft. Benny

Lyrically... this track speaks for itself.. 
I was makin this beat ..watchin America's Got Talent..
Butterscotch came on.. 
and inspired.. to me.. a classic track... Thanks baby gyal!!!

Beatbox Girl

the principle that the speed and capacity of computers can be expected to double every two years as a result of increases in the number of transistors a microchip can contain . Metaphorically this is NETO when it comes to music .
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MOORE'S LAW  produced by GUTTERMOUF

Lyrics:
All I need is trees on a lake...
Something that greed wanna take..
But breathe...meditate
Think of breezes and waves..

Waiting on my trees on a lake
Feet in the shade.. sleep in the day
No need to relate..Just sing to the tape..
I'm just thinking  taking my dreams to a place..
where there's trees on a lake..

Hours after hour that I spent alone...
Swallow the sourness and bitter cold...
Hungrier than tired, that's my dinner though
Cynicism's a phoenix
Think it's finished... But just then it rose...
So, we innovate.. New things for mood swings..
The simplest kinds, fit to be tied like we're shoestrings...
Still waters run deep on these smooth seas...
We're all in glass houses, with cracks down it, keep your room clean..
Grab a broom, act a fool make a dust storm...
Everyone concerned who is watching, what the fuck for?
I'm not even perfect, just wordsmith on a surfboard...
trying to catch a wave..get away from these cursed shores...

All I need is trees on a lake...
Something that greed wanna take..
But breathe...meditate
Think of breezes and waves..

Waiting on my trees on a lake
Feet in the shade.. sleep in the day
No need to relate..Just sing to tape..
I'm just thinking  taking my dreams to a place..
where there trees on a lake...

Legs in the water...beard longer with my hat tipped.../
looking out for the trout, bottom feeders and catfish.../
far from unabashed brashness...no gun and mask tactics../
just some sun as I run through vast grasses.../
hate to be burden, I'm a simple guy..../
hitch ride on a beat then pencil flies..../
don't need G5 when you've been so high..../
my essentials? Why just instrumental and a mental vibe.../
empath to a fault, invent sadness when i bend backwards.../
spit gasses on bridges then I flick matches.../
commence laughing..yeah I'm sensitive ..a bit acrid...
acquired taste...try a plate...send it back quick...

Waiting on my trees on a lake
Feet in the shade.. sleep in the day
No need to relate..Just sing to tape..
I'm just thinking  taking my dreams to a place..
where there trees on a lake...

All I need is trees on a lake...
Something that greed wanna take..
But breathe...meditate
Think of breezes and waves..

They tell the babies..
row..row..row...row your boat...gently down that stream...
but  they leave out storms, rain and rivers...
so you drown in the water and sink....

so when I tell you ..
row..row..row...row your boat...fiercely down that stream../
I'm teach how you to float..leap out the boat..../
and fuck what fisherman may think...

LakeViewDrive (Prod. Yondo)

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My Cup

Trying new ways of expression. Here's a slower boom bap-like groove. Lyrics:
When thinking about reality is so depressing../
Everything they're asking is a loaded question.../
Where this is going can be only guesses.../
So I fire off these lines packed with coded message../
I hold a weapon soldered to my soul made of cold aggression.../
It's like an omen wrecking everything I know is destined.../
All this from a supposed legend... I'm only messing../
 glow blessed, keep flowing til my throat is breathless.../
 Sure, you lay upon ground say it ain't fair...
 And make tears..  they can only keep you down if you stay there...
 Switched around now I have night dreams and daymares..../
 Disallow any energy that I can't stay near..../
 I'm moving right and know the time and I'd say I'm clockwise.../
 I switch boards like tony hawk barring these hotlines.../
 and ignore all pitchforks , torches and stop signs.../
I'm for-shit-sure I'll get more by giving off shine../c


talk a lot of shit but, he can back it up...
I've got that inner strength...no need for acting tough../
thought a lot of shit, I dont speak, that's enough..
wont be fabulous...just me, that's enough....

Sitting on the floor bouncing to some  WuTang.../
counting up my loose change..thinking about a new chain../
need a new cave like I'm Bruce Wayne..when the blues came../
disgusting...on the bus discussing my shoe game.../
just as sure butane flickers in a blue flame..../
these dissidents move strange..isn't a new thing? ../
it's a resounding no...so round we go...
piling dough thinking that's why he's smiling.. how we know? ../
See, that's whole problem with perception.../
thinking we can catch that, it's probably intercepted.../
hard pillow to swallow? Nah, it's probably indigestion../
picking up the bottle but yet they hardly get the message../
yes this,   my confession I'm often a fool with a paper.../
a commoner would comment, I'd respond with 'yous a hater'.../
leave me to my self destruction it's the calmest euthanasia.../ 
not teens Korea either... Bars for hubris later...



talk a lot of shit but, he can back it up...
I've got that inner strength...no need for acting tough../
thought a lot of shit, I dont speak, that's enough..
wont be fabulous...just me, that's enough....

Calmality

I been killing this shit...a long time..
high lows...I know this is all mine...
survivals rhymes..flows..and a bar line..
wherever I go..I'm known my call sign..

It's. the magnificent...(scratch)
it's privilege to hear him spit.. Shit this instrumentals sick..
my pencil tip hits em like a chins gettin' pistol whipped..
I dont fuck around 'cause you bound to get syphilis
I refuse cause views from my ground looking different..
I abuse every cue, drop and sound from a mental gift...
Name a mortal man or any animal I'll stretch em...
It could be my best or test run... Your heads spun
I get em open... Like the window motion of a Tesla..
I hear them choking on their breath,  unimpressed and take a rest bud..
Slept on, but this toothpicks under your eyelids...
True shit, I'm like a cruise ship plundered by pirates..
My wits sharp...it's violent drop from a high pitched..
suffice it to say,  I eclipse the day..
so if I am whisked away or my life expires this is fate.
so  buy my shit and play every track that in , it's great.
leave a mark on your heart, like the fire kissing steak.
they say that I'm a liar and my retirement is fake.
But I insist it ain't, if their dope requirement is cake..
hold your ire and take this tire iron to the face.

Eville - Brain Bomb x Zilla

Product,  Artist,  Beatbox extraordinaire,  Songwriter

Beatbox Girl

Ray D'Yo Lamaj

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