6 Deep

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Rockin over "Nothin Lesser" by The U.N. 

Beat by Pete Rock

Verse 1: 

I start this off,
With an R.I.P,
To my Aunt Theresa, he's a....
Pleaser, but non-appeaser,
Kick a slug of a bar....
Execution Range,
Left em leanin,
Like the Tower, Pisa.....
Sick to the Stomach,
Blame me for your illness,
And charge the Visa card,
He can keep his Job,
He ain't really know,
He was talkin to the Boss of this....
Get it crackin,
Like it's made of Porcealin....
Get it poppin,
Like a contortionist,
Wit a bone outta place....
I'm the alien,
That roamed outta the base,
Past the security Cameras,
And the scanners,
Traveled down a long dusty road,
Until a car pulled up....
With men in black suits,
And shades,
Tellin me to jump in,
In my native tongue,
Playin beats,
And explainin to me,
Why they have come to find me....
And how the facility I was in,
Was meant to extract,
The creative part of my brain,
That keeps the crack syntax,
Intact, in fact....
They tried to make me wack,
Before they sent me back,
Into the population,
So my obligation....

Hook: Is nothin lesser,
      Than what you expect,
      Sick In The Head,
      Pete Rock beats connect....
      (Respect, Respect) 

Verse 2: 

Took a sequester,
Now im back,
To fire off these Rockets,
In succession....
One after the other,
Like when legs walk....
Pop the cork up on a flow,
Like fine wine,
That you have yet,
To test the taste of....
Pray the day,
That higher numbers,
Always bless the pay stub....
Mininum Wage,
For high rated rhymin,
Is not a go for me,
My pages are like Coca Leaf....
Chase success,
Like Nicki Parker chasin Professor Oglevee,
I'm sure you've noticed me....
I'm posted in the back,
As if I was a sign that read "kick me".....
Still droppin them Gems,
Off of my Brim....
Where it's at,
If they got it,
Me and my pen come together,
To get em like some lowercase "m's"....
Let's cake ends,
Till the finale credits roll....
Up on us like hard times....
Keep my pen, my phone or my mic in my palms,
Treat em as a solider would his Carbine....
Raise my weapon to defend what I know,
Bleed for what I believe,
Until I breathe no mo', 
Fasho....

Verse 3:

I rhyme with a certain pattern and style,
I rock it well,
Like Argyle,
Hip-Hop, where art thou?.....
All invested into me,
With bars that arch brows,
I be the one who gets compared to the greats....
But these rappers know,
I start styles,
Strikin dart first into a heart valve,
Burst like a star,
Stark difference from....
Who yall are....
Put us side to side,
Let the eyes who recognize,
The genuine design decide...
That side, or this side?....
More hardcore,
Just like the B-side,
Of tapes back in the day....
More love for it,
Like it's before Rap happened to pay....
Grace beats in....
Such a spectacular way,
My moms put em in my lunchbox,
In the Cafeteria,
I was snackin away....
From the days of way back,
Up until what happens today,
Over time, this gets harder,
Like a Castle of Clay....
If I went to college for this,
I'd get my masters today! I swear.....


S.I.T.H - What You Expect

Off of the "Doctor-Patient EP" OUT NOW!

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4. Right Now (Prod. by razorSHARPE)

https://2eye.bandcamp.com/album/stack-of-beats-vol-2

Stack of Beats Vol. 2

ruff city

ruff city [+bonus beat]

Remix of the CUHLASSIC Mad Cobra joint "Flex"...cause...you know...yall don't REALLY remember the 90s...

Time To Have Sexxx

Please don't walk away....wait for it! Thanks for listening!

Jade Walkin

for all uncles and surrogate fathers. I love you Uncle Marvin

marvin (6-22-23) (Prod by Benji Socrate$)

This is the first installment of the "Progress Report" series where I release unreleased (and mostly new) beats and tracks with the hope y'all enjoy and the artists out there consider working with me as their producer/engineer. This is me 'putting myself out there'...enjoy!

Progress Report 1

GOOD INTENTIONS

SageSavage-False Move

We're back for part 2 of our conversation with Sam Lives (@sm.paints). We dive even deeper into Sam's music catalog and the producers who've shaped his work. Plus, we explore how he's using his physical art to highlight the stories of different cultures and some of his favorite artists through paintings and drawings 🎨

Music featured in this episode: 
Hio- MOO LOVE
ANIA HOO- Waiting 
Chase- Zituation
Shvrps- Enough 
Hajino- Is It Easy
Duendita-bio
Deem Spencer- Se Reveillier 
SUIQE, Niontay-Hile
Dennis Valentine- Stages 
Jelani Imani- gushers
SickInTheHead- JBDMI

LOADING RADIO EP 101 PT 2 FEAT SAM LIVES

SITH remixes the Nas classic "Nas Is Like" 
                                                                                                                                                 
In pursuit of a Higher Being of Self,
A high speed chase,
Inside of a Brain,
Hidden behind the top of my face,
The problems i've faced,
I got through....
Somebody probably would've shot you,
If I aint stop duke,
Before he tried to....
Boys in the Van,
Loitering,
Long arm of the Law,
With a Poisionous Hand,
Pat me down unjust....
Trust nobody a hunded,
That's a buck and a half,
So in the end,
You'll always be left,
With somethin to have....
Pick my battles wise,
Drama come in front of your eyes,
And close both lids,
They won't even run it on Channel 5....
Seen the feet,
Hangin out the back of the sheets,
Beyond the Yellow line,
Wondered what did he think before he died?....
When he put his shoes on in the morning,
Was he fine?,
Did he think by nighttime,
He would be a committed crime?....
And to think if I was an hour early to see....
In that Train Station,
Under them sheets,
I could've been me....
Peace to Positivity,
And all the people who embrace,
Amongst the negative things,
Prone to appear in this place....
When Nas turned 19,
Another Prophet was born,
At 19,
Y'all knew the name of who was droppin the song....

(SITH Is Like)
Religion & Science....
Goin hand in hand,
Like Marriage,
Or Arm wrestling,
The Raw Testement....
(SITH is like)
A draw full of holy rubbers....
Comin through,
Better hope,
That it aint you,
That I run into,
Speak War on the record,
But real life,
I afford you diplomacy....
Watch my Temper and Tone,
Provoking me don't....
Do the knowledge,
Go and pick up a book....
Shake my enemies hand,
Let em know that I know that he's shook,
Went from....
Lost some to Winning some and then some....
Too stingy to make it rain,
Yall aint gettin none of my income....
Brought the team wit me....
Self esteem,
Decrease,
You see us as your next scheme,
Now that must be a wet dream....
Sleepin on death,
Eternal rest,
I aint pressed to wake you....
Let your comatose state fate you....
Comin from where you break laws,
Or Laws break you,
Which one do you choose?
Two options,
Where one of you lose....

(SITH Is Like) 
No other,
I'm two darn nice....
Ask shorty,
Messin with her,
We broke the Futon Twice,
I'm like goin to sleep in Paradise,
Wakin up to a Warzone....
In a spot,
Where the Flag has a Skull & Crossbone....
Keep a Durag under the Skully for the Waves,
No grease,
SITH is like a Drug Dealer hearin "Police!"....
Like a motif,
The Dominant thought,
When arguing who the star player,
If rhymin the sport....
Like hearin your Prison time in the Court,
That got the Judge laughin at you....
I'm like the hand out the Black Van,
That came to snatch you....
Like Jesus reverting to his Alien form....
In a Church tellin the people,
Christianity's wrong,
I'm like Child Porn,
Foul from Now Born,
Tellin yall from now on....
Change your rap or get your style out worn....
I'm the hot dose of dope for your woes....
Funk under your clothes,
The trilogy,
Last shell of the Artilery....




 






SITH - SITH is Like

Rough Joint #2

SITH does a remix to an "A Tribe Called Quest" classic!
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Lyrics:

I cannot sleep,
6 o'clock in the morning,
Writing bars to a hot beat....
Shorties used to skip me,
Now they wanna hop me.....
Jump me,
I hit skins dead,
Like dry feet,
What can I teach?
I drop heat,
Like no Mitts....
Accurate,
No miss,
No mam,
I'll go Ham,
And you should know this....
Smokey couldn't smoke this,
Pure dopeness,
It might sedate you....
Forever.....
Bring your friend,
And I can play-date you....
Together....
And I can be the Pirate,
Diggin for the Treasure.....
But always wear a rubber,
Just in case of foul weather,
Like a Poncho,
3 sides to the game,
Like a Nacho,
Cheese, tryna get out'cho,
Pockets before we reach the outro....
Shorty told me "You should go play Golf or Lacrosse",
I said "Why?",
She said "Because you move the stick so Boss....
Used to freak this guy named Luke,
He had no force,
So I went over to the Darkside,
And that's my court...."
Sick In The Head,
And that's no thought,
That's only fact....
Now I can weave your phone call,
Like Pony back,
Sayin "call me back"
Nah,
Where the homies at? Who got Lyrics to Go?
Call the homie S.I.T.H,
Tell em that i'm stealin' the flow....
Feel it like a Tampon,
From the celing to flo' (sealing the flow),
But on the Pad,
Where im at like,
Tad,
Brad Pitt chose Jolie....
But I bet now,
Her vag looks like a Hoagie.....
Good enough to eat?
No!
More like a Cat,
Ran down in the Street....
Paintball,
I went 3 rounds like a G....
But Gee,
That's random,
And just a filler bar,
Like tissue,
On a girl with no boobs,
To fill her bra....
Now watch all the girls,
With no boobs,
Cover their chests,
And I say "chests",
Cause all of yall have no Breasts!
Now watch a no-boobed Cop,
Tell me im under arrest....
I'm just sayin what's foul,
Like I had Tourettes....
Did I mention Angelina's vag looks Grotesque?
No, I don't really know,
But let me get back to the Lyrics, RealliDoe,
I really rhyme,
Semi-Pro,
Cause I ain't at my Pinnacle yet....
I ain't stompin on the couch in your livingroom yet,
I send my best,
To all the Emcees,
Hearin me flow,
My Staten Island emcees,
Got Lyrics to go,
From Brabrant,
To Jersey st,
With Lyrics to Go....
Casteleton to Targee,
Got Lyrics to go....
St. Marks to Hylan,
They got lyrics to go,
From Benzinger to South Ave,
Got Lyrics to go,
Richmond Road to the Terrace,
Got Lyrics to go,
Forest Ave to Bay street,
Got Lyrics to go....
And a few of these blocks,
Aint really where you should go....
When the Sun goes down,
That's when som'n go down,
And then the Tower go up....
Police be fiendin,
Like somethin about to blow up!....
Yo, S.I.T.H,
Yo what is that,
A gang sign you throw up?.....
Nah that's the Oil Rig,
Rig rep kid,
And kid rep Rig,
It go,
1...2...3,
Respect the Rig!
That's the M-O-V....
Never on E,
Even if it was solely on me,
The whole World gone know.....
If I say it's Winter,
Then the whole world gon snow....
If I say it's flooding,
Then the whole world gon row,
That's how it go,
12 years later,
From two triple O,
And i'm gone....
Live from Lyrics' dorm...
In St. Johns......

SITH - Lyrics To Go (A Tribe Called Quest Remix)

RE-UPLOADED THIS WITH A CLEANER MIX

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SITH - What Is Snitching? (Prod. by E-Banga)

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LYRICS: 
This is real,
Not a fire drill,
Champ-ion,
Gorilla Hands,
Slap a Lion....
Just for Eyein,
I hang you higher,
Than a clotheswire dryin.... 
We Rock like Orion,
A Giant with the Giants....
Science on the Science....
Bill Nye,
SITH,
I never riff,
Beat your Hood Bully,
Lie stiff,
My chick,
Leg in the air....
Like a High Kick,
Try this,
Gamble with your life,
4,5,6,
With Jedi Mind Trick,
Antics,
My crew blew spots,
In time,
The Birds came out,
Like Cuckoo Clocks....
I could get a whole lot of em....
Buku Stock....
Bet they all want a piece now,
Google Stock,
I know you see it,
Like Yung Joc,
But you can front and keep your eyes closed,
Like Brock,
You all alone,
While the rest watch....
Pissin on em,
Dippin on em,
Like a Rest Stop....
Hold on....

Pissin on em,
Dippin on em,
Like a strange fetish,
Mail Carriers,
The way that we arrange letters,
Yellow Tape around,
Where I was last seen....
Smoked a couple spitters,
They was blowin they last beans,
I deliver the Vaccine,
As soon as the cash seen....
If I was a Hitman,
I'd have two Macs,
And name em,
Maxwell and Maxine,
With extended Magazines,
Right before I finished em,
I'd douse em in some Kerosene,
Ask em,
Am I foul and mean?
Tell em that i'm Martin King,
Tell em that I had a dream,
To become your nightmare,
Then kill em right there....
You must think im fresh out the high chair....
Easy to break....
Like furniture from Ikea,
You got the wrong Idea,
I been around,
Like a sightseer....
Workin from a light Buzz,
Like a Light beer,
Or a light ceasar,
Icepick the sideburns,
Trim the Beard,
From SITH sincere....Plus....


I mean,
PS,
We got you on the GPS....
Heard around town,
You hidin Diamonds in a Che-est....
When we catch you,
You can do your Be-est to BS,
We Pre-ess you,
Strip you,
Ex-pose your fle-esh,
Me and the Mediocore never Me-esh....
Push a Pin,
Like a Voodoo Doll,
Or screen on a DS....
We next,
The Next Up,
No Next us,
No need to neck us,
Come and connect,
At the Nexus,
SITH is off the wall,
Lead paint,
And Asbestos....
(Wooo!)
Keep it critcal,
I'ma Shark,
Terrorizing Schools,
In a Kiddie Pool,
I be breakin any rule,
Many men,
Made moves against mine,
That's mad Miniscule....
It don't take much effort....
At all,
I'm like F-it,
When I say the word,
I turn everything into a desert....
Mic one, two check it....
Spot the Prey,
Black Leopard.....









Black Leopard (Prod. by S.I.T.H)

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SITH - What Is Snitching? (Prod. by E-Banga)

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