I’ve looked for your music for years after deleting my Facebook. Looked at my old emails where you sent some mediafire download links, looked through old notes, thought back to laptops I destroyed, and finally through looking through ancient bookmarks I found it. I found you. Hope you’ve been well 🤝🏾.

This is a different path you've taken for your music. I like it!

“Moneygate”  Hip Hop Cipher version
Moneygate is a sonic portrait of a woman named Moneca — or Monica — but known in the streets as Moneygate, a mythic figure who doesn’t chase power, she orchestrates it. She moves through vaults, empires, and silence like shadow and mist, leaving no footprints, only scandal, ritual, and coded influence.
Verse 1 paints her as a strategist cloaked in elegance — flipping boroughs, bending ministers, redesigning rules.
The hook reveals her terrain: she operates in the cracks, where silence is currency and truth gets taxed.
Verse 2 deepens her mystique — multiple passports, hidden accounts, embedded in systems yet never traceable.
The bridge reframes her: not just scandal, but system incarnate, a prism through which money flows.
Verse 3 links her to empire and colonial residue — she’s not just rich, she’s ritual and spiritual, headline of the hush.
The final hook and outro seal her legacy: she moves like mist, leaves myths, and rewrites the architecture of power.
It’s not a song — it’s a ciphered dossier.

Moneygate  #Hip Hop Cipher

In My Zone ft. atlas {prod. DVNSM}

Lyrics: http://genius.com/Kidd-solo-storms-have-names-lyrics
Single produced by https://soundcloud.com/mokes and https://soundcloud.com/jjohms as a bonus prelude to their upcoming album.

ORIGINAL TRACK: https://soundcloud.com/mokes/the-way-you-make-me-feel

Be sure to give that love, Village shit. Possible Solo EP soon.

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Solo - Storms Have Names (Prod @Mokes / JJ Ohms)

Get Up

This is about this one time I met this Girl named Autumn who was from Nevada that never explained what city she was from just that she was from the East of the test site, I was downtown and saw the statue of the Spirit of Detroit for the first time and it gave me the confidence to walk up to this girl and play tic-tac-toe with her. Fuck I was nervous as shit. Dot told me to talk to her. 02/15/2014

the time lp

hiiighrolla/////spirit of detroit feat. labonita nina [prod. seneca b]

sorry about that.

https://twitter.com/Whyandotte
sample is charlie brown - jared evan

the last fire (prod. by whyandotte)

Prod by Luca
Mixed by me
all written by me too

LYRICS BOI YAAA ITS LIT

(Hook)

I kinda feel like
I'm stuck in a box
No understands what I got going on
It's hard 
Living all alone
No one by my side
Just me in my home
I hate
Having no one 
Looking at myself I'm feeling so done
So I run away
So I run away

(Verse 1)

Gotta get out of my head 
Having a hard time sleeping
Always staying up, no luck, fighting my inner demons
No love
I'm having a hard time breathing
Wanna give up, but I wont, cause I know  I'm so close to succeeding 
Breathing getting shallow
Laying out on the fallow
Heartburn and Sunburn but I feel relief from the aloe
Dry like a towel
So I soak it up
Coco water got me brightened up
Meditate to release my stress so I close my eyes and I lighten up

(Verse 2)

Run away live another day god let me pray it's for the best
Quit my job now life is hard but it'll pay off so I can rest
Take a breath of fresh air I'm feeling zen
Sitting back in my chair I'm feeling blessed
My city that i live in
Never shows me love
But I don't care cause I feel peace when I blow down on a dub
Til I run
Now I'm lost
Stuck in a maze I'm feeling so dazed I'm running around in my thoughts

Box Feat. Continu (Prod. Luca)

NEVERLOOKBACK (Feat. Grimoire)

IM NOT LIKIN THE SITUATION IM IN
I AIN’T HAPPY SO NIGGA WHY I PRETEND
I BE MOPING AND HOPING I FEEL DOPEMINE
I MEAN IM WORKING IM STILL BROKE
I MEAN I BE WORKING TO PAY TAXES
I MEAN I FEEL LIKE THROWING AWAY MY PASSIONS
I BE SMOKING THAT LOUD AND STILL CHOKE ON MY FEARS AND TEARS I CAN’T COPE.

i used to think that i was the one
now
im a waste of space as a son now
all these people watching my moves
what the hell am i possed to do?
try too be to be perfect
erasing everything that i write
my life inside a vacuum

look inside my chest and see the dark
look like someone stole my beating heart
my soul is a blackhole.
now im trying to take the steps to restart

i hate being alone
living in the shadows
i hate the distance yeah
i feel so cold
i hate this glass dome
that im living in
i’m sitting on the side
of the road.

i distanced myself from the homies
then i wonder why i feel so lonely
talking to my bedroom spirits
tryna wonder why i feel indifference
cause i used to have passion
nigga what the fuck happened
living like a deadman
nigga blame the assassin 
drowning in the quicksand
did it in a stylish fashion
metal round my wristbands
tryna wonder what the fuck was my mission?
so
seem like theres no future for me
thats what demon said.
seem like theres a ceiling right there
where i lay down my head
like why am i breathing, im better off just bleeding dead.
retreat and just leave me there
use my skull as an ashtray
niggas laughing when they put out they cigarettes
i don’t know 
fuck it idk

i feel stagnant i don’t like that
i lost passion. i don’t like that
i done gave up, and came right back
idk bout this time
i can’t fight back.

wall

(Hook)
Couple dollars in my bank account
Feeling like I’m finna make it out
All my clothes hella faded out
And I’m pretty damn faded wow
Smoking weed like it’s legal now
Only bout it if we rolling loud
Big blunt sittin in my mouth
Open up I let me ego out 
X2

(Verse)
Sitting in the mountains got me blowing on
A mountain
I’ve been smoking so many blunts I can’t even count it
gotta clean my soul purify it yea I’m bout it
I think I just blew through an o I don’t doubt it

Boi I’m really bout my business
Why they always in my business
They don’t even really want shit
They don’t even try to get shit
Old friends fake so I learned to keep my distance
I ain’t fucking with the ville I’m focused on my mission

Do it by my fucking self
I don’t need no fucking help
Run it get it imma go and win it cause I’m rich on my inner health
Great value on my belt
Name brand on my cell
I ain’t following no trends imma make a wave by myself

Feel like Poseidon
Making a wave that I’m riding
Go with the tide in
Getting my mileage
Getting my time in
Kill it whenever I’m rhyming
You a fake man you a ramen
I’m that gnocchi with the sausage
And don’t forget I’m Saucing
I’m dripping like a fuckin faucet

(Hook)
Couple dollars in my bank account
Feeling like I’m finna make it out
All my clothes hella faded out
And I’m pretty damn faded wow
Smoking weed like it’s legal now
Only bout it if we rolling loud
Big blunt sittin in my mouth
Open up I let me ego out
X2

mixed by me as always
cover art by picasso

gnnochi and sausage (prod. false ego) *now on spotify*

prod. https://soundcloud.com/k-knb-barksdale

just some fuck around shit have fun

Pinky Ring (prod. KNB)

GWUG rep.
contact: jungablast@gmail.com
Features open again. Dm me.
affiliated https://soundcloud.com/repost

Solo - Storms Have Names (Prod @Mokes / JJ Ohms)

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