Di ba pwede ma dl?? Lami kaayo soundtrip sa gym ani hehe beast mode ang gawas

REal shit man!!! I LOVE IT. Check me out if you got the time!

sir astig nyo talag. dito kulang nakita to kasi wala talaga sa youtube. magnda nga pala yung pinakita mo sa davao sir ngustuhan kopo yun. still the king

Damn! im your Biggest fan sir! so sick! Keep it up please..

Eto ba yung sinasabi nilang "Overrated" ?? Parang mali ata.. para sa'kin napak-underrated ng taong to.. 👏🤚👈

high

Sak Maestro - Deep End.
Produced and arranged by BlackLeaf

Lyrics

It's not my mantra to bring you drama
I try to act proper even offer some honor
got an armor for trauma coz karma
will harm all these monsters who sponsored this genre
HIPHOP impostors with cash and some mansions
invitin me to sell my soul I tell em "NO!"
a steppin stone treatment through their actions
they're laughin and act as if my passion for rappin is fashion
so Im askin the younger generation
maintain the reputation? or exceed the expectations
find the medication, dig a deeper excavation
information found in music as a form of education
coz the problem with these kids today is that
they cant tell the difference between fiction and fact
they'd only listen and react to mediocre fucking tracks
and wouldnt care if shit is wack as long as "SWAGGER" is intact
FUCK THAT!
but there's positive possibilities
coz the youth's incapability is OUR responsibility
children nowadays would learn new terminologies
profanity from unsupervised use of new technology
so my apologies to the mothers in our motherland
been hungry since the government wont cover rents we're sufferin
grab the upper hand, so educate your other friends
though only one percent out of a hundred men would understand that

HIPHOP aint dead just sleepin
try reachin down at the deep end
you looked around but still never found it
coz the realest sound lied beneath your feet its in the underground

This aint a movement, rap is simply music
but its a tool so be careful how you use it
dont get confused and abuse it to prove shit
thinkin if its cool if you rippin through the blueprint
with drugs, sex, gang violence and dress codes
materialism, racism, yall would represent those?
im bout to explode, Ive written yall a death note
present poems and let go of the anger in my threshold
coz people often take hiphop as a morbid based form of hate
just coz we aint born and raised to conform but hey
its in my blood and veins to formulate and orchestrate
an alternate new course of fate coz hiphop's in a dormant state
now, its a free for all brawl and Im involved
but im breakin through these walls, so what if labels wouldnt call
you gon crawl once that money in your vault comes to a halt
afterall a mainstream always ends in waterfalls
im meaning to adress but they aint easily impressed
gorillas beating up their chest I guess they see me as a threat
FUCK TRYING TO BE THE BEST! too much envy from my neighbors
white lies with white ink on white paper
see the proof's in the brain, theres no truth to my name
Im not a maestro coz I never tutored this game
but its true when I say im still a student today
coz I always want to learn something new everyday, like

HIPHOP aint dead just sleepin
try reachin down at the deep end
you looked around but still never found it
coz the realest sound lied beneath your feet its in the underground

Deep End

lyrics


Kailan man, di ako sumandal kahit kanino


And Shepherds we shall be
For thee, my Lord, for thee
Power hath descended forth from Thy hand
Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands
So we shall flow a river forth to Thee
And teeming with souls shall it ever be
In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti


Santo:
ako, independent, at ganon ang life/
ikaw in, depende sa natamo na like/
ikaw sumi-sirit, coz you dont know the right/
answer, ako sumisirit, coz my flow is tight/
parang puppeteer, alam ko ang galaw mo/
kase kahit wala sa scope, andyan ka sa radar ko/
kita kong kunot noo mo't pinagtataka mo/
bakit 'la 'ko sa video, pero sa kanta ng idol mo, andyan ako/
Sak Maestro:
natancha ko sa mata mo/
yang amats mo ay hindi hango sa ganja't damo/
ang natamo ay pagkagago sa katas ng abo/
at aanhin pa ang damo kung ang kabayo ay sagad sa bato/
now that hiphop swept the nation at nagwaring tsunami/
mayron nang african pirates at ang daming sumali/
pero ang rap hindi lang hobby at wag nang magkunwari/
because this game is fucking real na parang jumanji/


Chorus:
real recognize real/ with or without deals/
kill or be killed, 'less you're ill with your mic skills/
totoo sa totoo/ matutumbok ang punto mo,/
kung susunod o pupuno, ng dunong sa mikropono/


Santo:
spoiled brats avoid contact ang spit weak garbage/
get schooled on a field trip, bring beef, i eat carne/
mongol unit, elite artists/ sick enough to get a sorry note/
that their momma wrote/ from a fight that we started/
im like the grinch poopin' on your christ-a-mas package/
like the abominable snowman, with his feces in plastic/
like yogi leavin crap in a covered pic-a-nic basket/
yeti's jebs in a napkin/ im a beast in this rap shit/
Sak Maestro:
bout to unleash the baddest habits, gonna feast on these bastards/
Im a deceivingly conceited evil being watch me wreaking thee havoc/
Im the reason why these faggots keep repeating their classes/
maggots needing more practice so I'ma teach em some manners/
see Im being modest, to be honest Im demonic/
and I promised to abolish the garbage and demolish/
all these lyrically uncircumsized fags who seek bondage/
my degree beats college, Im repolished to feed knowledge/


Chorus:
real recognize real/ with or without deals/
kill or be killed, 'less you're ill with your mic skills/
totoo sa totoo/ matutumbok ang punto mo,/
kung susunod o pupuno, ng dunong sa mikropono/


Sak Maestro:
marunong ang pilosopong i-praise kanyang brother/
wear a mask and pretend that they dont hate one another/
its a shame coz they have to hide their face undercover/
you can tell its a disguise buncha fake motherfuckers/
Santo:
im'a shag your angel, lover lover/ mister boombastic/
bato sa langit tatama, pag liriko'y plastic/
sablay, at hindi ka lehitimong artist/
stick ang respeto, hindi ito 'matik/
theres thunder and light/ning when i fuckin' arrive/
im a dick, i dont knock when im comin' inside/
cry, babies, swallow your pride/ this is our PARTY/
how i got the PART? keep wondering Y/ real recognize real/
Sak Maestro:
now we'll improvise drills, so sick make your minds peel/
walang beef kapag matalas ang pangil/
its surreal, I'll seal the deal coz I really feel the need to spill/
reveal the illest skill I will kill a beat until I give you chills coz/

Real Recognize Real - Santo X Sak Maestro

Don't Fuck With Me

KEEPER OF THE FLAME - Kensa, Apoc And Sak Maestro

Artiest :Zetmmx 
Album : Alleen  Voort 
Tracks :
01.Microfoon
02.Hammer
03.Vertrouwen 
04.Mijn Hoek 
05.Praten
Geproduceerd door : Zetmmx & Pro-d
Social : 
https://www.instagram.com/Zetmmx_music/
https://www.facebook.com/zetmmx

Vertrouwen

SAMPLE 1

Written by: Tryx
Produced by: GINPAPI
Mixed and Mastered: THISISRAW
Cover Art: Revent

Graduation

FIX YA MOOD (Prod. by GINPAPI)

#AetherEP

Lyrics by: DB
Beat produced by: Mocksmile
Mixed and Mastered by: Serena DC

Lyrics:
Bad to the bone, B-b-b-bad to the bone.
She got good intentions but she bad to the bone. 
Bad to the bone, B-b-b-bad to the bone.
She got good intentions but she bad, she bad.

Bad to the bone but got good intentions
I can set foot alone, I don't need permission
Lose the inhibition, this a new edition
If you dont come correct you in a bad condition
Vision all be honed when you roam my dome.
I know season's unpredictable, it's all unknown.
Getting by to survive that's the way to go
Only smoke high grade Im on the honor roll
Skeletons in my closet and they all well-dressed
The best of the rest so you cannot contest
I'm a mess at it's best, with a demeanor so fresh
You might call on the Almighty when I show you my specs
I'm a fiend in the scene, also, menace supreme
They ask "Girl why so mean" I reply "What you mean?"
Understand that you don't get it you ain't one of my kin
But behave if you piss me off I'm pulling the skin of all you
Chickens, who can't make their own decisions
Im on a mission with a pilsen, kill you with a reason
I be purging with a passion. Ain't built to show compassion
Death grip, choke on your hope, now this ain't a joke
Breaking necks when I walk while I hold a rope
Knot it up on an Oak, don't you slip on the slope
Got respect then you're safe but if you don't then your smoked
Sippin coffee on your coffin fore I get to work
Slick smirks when your hardwork hits the dirt
I emerged from the Earth this another rebirth
So let me hit the verse Ima show you who the illest
The meanest with the rhythms she dont care about your feelings
No bluffing I be betting it all, since the beginning
Might be cunning but Im keepin it raw, aint no pretending
Send my message to your masters, Im built to bring disasters  

Bad to the bone, B-b-b-bad to the bone.
She got good intentions but she bad to the bone. 

Bad to the bone, bouta own the throne
Im not quick to condone all your worthless moans
Kids claim they know the game but they don't belong
You clowns and clones won't be around too long
So say your prayers to your god or gods for salvation
A world of mortal bots are bound for damnation
Savor the sensation, my flavor a temptation
You be frontin at the back as you sing my tone
I be getting gone. I be staying stoned
A monsoon on the way and you be getting blown
When they ask for a number: I ain't got a phone
A label tryna get me signed but I dropped the call
If you an animal I'm a cannibal
A beast on the beat with tha highest calibre
Middle finger on the trigger we gon feast on your cadaver
Breathe 6 feet under dirt. Clean your name off the Earth
Cease permanently, I'm gon wipe you out
Daggers on your heart and kidney and your whiney mouth
You can try and try to try me betta plan it out
All of this is just a preview of the dirty South
Watch me hustle, watch me grind, watch me walk the talk
Your chick tryna get to know me guess I blocked the cock
My lines straight to your chest give u a heart attack
Knock you out like you just took a Xanny pack
And I'm back on the track I can never relax
While you catering that fake shit I be stating facts
Think you heavy when I checked your contribution is blank
Play my tunes on your party where we're all wearing black
RIP Rot In Pain, you're the one to be blamed
I got good intentions, bet you know why you have been slayed.
RIP Rot In Pain, you're the one to be blamed
I got good intentions, now you know why you have been slayed

Aether EP

R.I.P. prod. by Mocksmile

Ghetto Gecko - "Uhh"

P.T.D (Pass That Dank) - Blaze Ace x HoodPope x Trippy Hippie x Dope x Jawkee

Deathbed - Soy, Buensa

Tryx - Matsalaws (Bedroom Sessions)

Long Phone Calls pt. 2 (ft. Jeji)

"LIWANAG" by M A B S 
para to sa lahat ng tao sa mundo mabuhay ka kaibigan! salamat sa makikinig.

Deep End

Sak Maestro

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