Brokenbonez Biddle presents Turangi Jammin' - inspired by the back in the dayz ways, this track is dedicated to all my people who remember what itz like to remember what its like. know what I mean?

PRODUCED BY: Vivid Skripcher

Turangi Jammin'

We wrote this one about our journey to Sydney on the bus, it was was a very dark time for the both of us & we didn’t know how to comprehend or communicate it so…. We made this. 

Side by side….

Paradigm - (Feat. ExFold x DiotiK)

Taken from the album 'NO COMPROMISE'
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STAND CLEAR

Track taken from the album 'Valley of Black Daisies' by Retayner

Produced by Must Volkoff
Recorded, mixed & mastered by Must Volkoff

Featuring Mata & Must

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©BLACK DAISY CO / ЯETAYNER ONE / 2008

The Deep End - Feat - Mata & Must

Boney & Stoney - Eureka

Bias B - Here I Come Ft Lazy Grey, Fluent Form

Bob Balans - The Lyrical Commission - Rock Da City 1999 LP

Billy Bunks - Devil's Clay

A comprehensive compilation of our guest features. Check 'em out there might be a few you haven't heard. If you dig it share it 'round. The Campaign coming April 19th Featuring Brad Strut, Lazy Grey, & MF Grimm (NY) with production by Trem, Stricknine, and Prowla.

Rezadent - T.D.T.E.C.D (Dontez Remix) -  The Way Of The Intercepting Fist E.P

Onion Man - Shadow Realm

(( this is all in character ))

lyrics:

We don't do them shanks in bellys
Just knives in chests and we slit them throats
If I got that kay on me
You'll see it live-o no hiding in coats

Anything purple opp get bun
I'm on the opp block tryna drop man's lung
Put it in first and drop that clutch
I'm tryna see purple opps get done

Eastside no eastside man's skidding
Tryna change the fact that they're all living
Type of hittas that take your girl
And show her all night what she's been missing

When it comes to mashing work in the streets
These stupid opp boys do it all for the net
Lunatix don't do Twitter fingers
We hold dingers and aim for the neck

Tyrone's doing his best impression of a glory hole
With that neck of his
Cos when them shots ripped through his head and neck
He could hear the pastor preach

Don't talk about GBG,
No get back gang we know you're not moving
But Nova hid behind that cop
While the officer sat and done all the shooting

True say they came to lala
Robbed barely anything left all sour
What's that, reports of a nearby shooting
Look Tyrone's almost dead in an hour

Lunatix always coming in first
But Jack's always somehow coming in eighth
Mona's queue is getting too long
But we got priority straight to her lake

Tyrone's gangsta till there's a girl involved
Fuck that you're both getting booted
Open your mouth and bite the curb
I'll stomp your head and make sure you're muted

How can we even beef these cunts
Jack's face is almost ready to crumble
I guess you really are what you eat
Get your head out of Mona's thighs and be humble

Tyrone wasn't put in a spliff
We don't smoke bullshit or throw up white flags
But i know he got put on an express trip
And sent him straight to gulag

Too many Eastside are down at the station
Viper's somewhere enjoying vacation
My 6 shot spinner up in rotation
Big 4-5 it comes with good aiming

AK the drilla ain't no drilla
the word's in his name set as a reminder
Your head looks like an unshaved nut
But my 9 cuts through and leaves no survivors

Send me the address of your dead friends
I'll make sure to back my dick on their grave
Fuck 15 inch 22 inch rambo
I'll back it and dash it into your face

All of these Stupid Guys
say it like Dimzy leave holes in your chest
Endless beef and endless mags
When we take their souls we call it a theft

Pathetic attempts at trying to breathe
When I got my mask & knife I'm like Scream
I move like Jason with a saw tryna slice
Through cunts with glocks & red laser beams

anything ESB get dead up
whoosh pon them with a shank and get wet up
verbal abuse come long with a set up
we kill more of them the pressure's not let up

we're at their funerals blowing smoke and coughing
this Kay come long like your dead bros coffin
decapitations from us are still common
we beef with that side and we still make profit

blessings on blessings
357, highway to heaven, shoot smith and wessons
combo the pussy, moving like tekken
harshest of bars they're stinging like venom

double-tap heads in the streets im tapped
when you hear that loud bang you know its been slapped
when i pass these guns you know they come wrapped
when you hear that click you know you've been tracked

9 millimetre we're grippin the heaters
we get that grey goose and we pour by the litre
my boys are some butchers they're good with a cleaver
they chop up the body and stuff in a freezer

i know a lil demon he sent me a message
he's asking me if he could pop some more people
i told him to chill but i'll give him my blessing
just make sure you do the job clean and its lethal

don't give a fuck leave the job done with succession
we're men that leave families with some depression
you asked for the hit there should be no more questions
mob boss we run this shit like it's profession

speak of the mob we do hits with suppression
my dick in her guts and she shake with possession
stone cold my flows i rap ruthless aggression
i keep it real to the death my only confession