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Peace and Panic in the Park

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Last night was really bad downtown
Crackheads runnin' through the crowd
Police just shrug not much to say
collectively we are not ok

Barefoot peace signs magic folk
Inhale freedom and exhale smoke
Here they come to save the day
Hippies! blast bad vibes away

Peace and panic mixin' well
The tweakers shuffle off to hell
Hippies marching through the night
Shining through the fading light

Dreamcatcher's swingin' in the air
Harmony beyond compare
Drums that echo sonic booms
bounce the crackheads to the moon

Candles flicker shadows dance
Hope is strong in every glance
In Harmony with elm and oak
Saving us with trippy smoke

Peace and panic mixin' well
Tweakers shuffle off to hell
Hippies marching through the night
Shining through the fading light

Peace and Panic in the park

Higher Than You

Bumbaclot! Mi Cyan Believe Dis!

So this one time in Negril
.
I can't make this shit up
Well actually I can, and I do
Picture this
So, I'm walking on 7 Mile Beach in Negril
Barefoot and happy, feeling mellow and chill
Enjoying the vibes, wish it came in a pill
Have my tunes playing loud, you know the drill
.
Saw a guy on the sand, shooting a video
Said he was pretty low, called himself Billy Joe
Needed some audio, but I'm incognito
I said start recording bro
We can livestream, it's stereo
Turn this scenario into our portfolio
.
Break down
.
Never have you heard verse drip like this
It's lyrical bliss, makes bad vibes eclipse
If you try to clap back, your verses will miss
Whatever you sling just won't stick
That's a diss
That's a diss
That's a diss
.
He said, wow, deja vu
And I said, no, vuja de
He said, wait, hold up
What the fuck did you say
.
These beats vibe me up
Now I'm feeling okay
.
I thought it would burn itself out like a curse
Can't stop, it's getting exponentially worse
It's never rehearsed, I just keep spewing verse
Neurospiciness, jacked up
All coming out in a burst
Just take all the bad shit
And I spin it reverse
.
Never have you heard verse drip like this
It's lyrical bliss, makes bad vibes eclipse
If you try to clap back, your verses will miss
Whatever you sling just won't stick
That's a diss
That's a diss
That's a diss
That's a diss....
.
Hours later, here we are
Private bar, lit cigar
Shot a Henny
Gute Freunde
Wunderbar
You asked if that's German
I smile and say ja
Flipping through languages
Always on par
Playing with rhymes
Like you play a guitar
Spend time in Jamaica
Can chat in Patois
Wherever you go
Well, that's where you are
.
Never have you heard verse drip like this
It's lyrical bliss, makes bad vibes eclipse
If you try to clap back, your verses will miss
Whatever you sling just won't stick
That's a diss
That's a diss
That's a diss
That's a diss
.
Never have you heard verse drip like this
It's lyrical bliss, makes bad vibes eclipse
If you try to clap back, your verses will miss
Whatever you sling just won't stick
That's a diss
.
Wait, wait, hold up
.
These beats vibe me up
Can't stop
Neuro-spiciness jacked up
.
Never have you heard verse drip like this
It's lyrical bliss, makes bad vibes eclipse
If you try to clap back, your verses will miss
Whatever you sling just won't stick
That's a diss
.
Make a wish
Make a wish
.
The Pope of sound is in the house
Wait
Wait
Wait
.
Never have you heard such lyrical bliss
Verse drip like this makes bad vibes eclipse
If you try to clap back, your verses will miss
Whatever you sling just won't stick
Make a wish
Make a wish
Picture this
.
Wait, wait, hold up
.
These beats vibe me up
Can't stop
Neuro-spiciness jacked up
.
Never have you heard verse drip like this
It's lyrical bliss, makes bad vibes eclipse
If you try to clap back, your verses will miss
Whatever you sling just won't stick
That's a diss
Wait, hold up
These beats vibe me up
.
Can't stop
Neuro-spiciness stuck
.
Can't talk
.
Never have you heard verse drip like this
It's lyrical bliss, makes bad vibes eclipse
If you try to clap back, your verses will miss
.
Whatever you sling just won't stick
Make a wish
.
The Pope is in the house

Deja Vu (Lyrical Bliss)

A day in the life of waking up, making music you love, and finding your musical tribe.

Accidental Hit

Just out here doing my thing making melodies, making tracks so hot they should be a felonies.

Sonic Felony

A High Energy Dancehall and Afrobeat Dance track. Show some love <3 Add a fav track to a playlist! Toss out a follow and a heart! Thank you!

Loud & Free

Eastcoast where I leave my corpse
Glock and my heater in the Porsche
Let it pop I don't even leave a choice
He just talk but I leave him no voice

Real shit talk on the beat I dance
'Cause your girl vibin on my stance
You mad but it's no romance
It just happens, I put em in a trance
Sit Back I'm ah mixin' with the Red Bull
Off top if I wanna I could dead you
Bad bitch she a baddie and she dance too
Said I really like your vibe 'cause I sense you

Look at me now I'm off of the map
They wanna get at me
I never react
But if I come back
Then it's a catastrophe
And I'm off the beat
Like I'm off the beat
Like I'm off the beat
Like I'm off the beat
I don't really know what it is
But you really know what it is
So why you off of me?

East coast where I leave my corpse
Glock and my heater in the Porsche
Let it pop I don't even leave a choice
He just talk but I leave him no voice

East coast where I leave my corpse
Glock and my heater in the Porsche
Let it pop I don't even leave a choice
He just talk but I leave him no voice

I'm done with the funny stuff
They wanna ride with me 'cause they know I'm the one that be comin' up
And I get it and double up
And you really don't know what it is and I know that you dumb as fuck
Like how you mad at me?
And if you talk on the gang then it's blasphemy
Like I don't know what they askin' me
And if you talk on the gang then it's blasphemy

I'm done with the funny stuff
They wanna ride with me 'cause they know I'm the one that be comin' up

And I get it and double up
And you really don't know what it is and I know that you dumb as fuck

Like how you mad at me?
And if you talk on the gang then it's blasphemy
Like I don't know what they askin' me
Like I don't know what they askin' me

I'm done with the funny stuff
They wanna ride with me 'cause they know I'm the one that be comin' up

And I get it and double up
And you really don't know what it is and I know that you dumb as fuck
Like how you mad at me?
And if you talk on the gang then it's blasphemy

Like I don't know what they askin' me

I'm done with the funny stuff
They wanna ride with me 'cause they know I'm the one that be comin' up

And I get it and double up
And you really don't know what it is and I know that you dumb as fuck
Like how you mad at me?
And if you talk on the gang then it's blasphemy

Like I don't know what they askin' me
 
You think sometimes I'm a know it all
But if I can do it all, then that's on yall
I'm done with the funny shit
They wanna ride with me 'cause they know I'm makin hits.
Kinda cringey that your tryin to rizz
And you really don't know what the fuck this is, and I know that you dumb as fuck
Like not my fault your life is stuck
And if you talk on the gang then it's blasphemy

Like I don't know what they askin' me

And if you talk on the gang then it's blasphemy

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ADAMN - Donal Gold ( Bình Gold ) X Huy Lee Remix / Trôi Đến Căng Thẳng

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We're Done

A song about friendship, Me and mi bredda bredda Nitro are always out being too curious and laughing at the outcome. Hope you enjoy, Love & Respect

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vBvplnJC0W0 for the YouTube Video, Come be a subscriber! (seriously, it's tough out here) Love & Respect
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"Pope mi bredda! You bring di papers?"
"Nitro… I brought tacos… and 3 ounces in my sock."
“HIGH GRADE BROS TO DI WORLD!”

Me and mi bredda bredda pon a mission,
Buy up di weed like we got a prescription,
Him seh, “Let’s bake brownies,” mi seh “Cool,”
But him bake 12 and nyam 10 like a fool.
Now him stuck inna hammock talkin’ to goat,
Mi laugh so hard, mi nearly choke.
He call 911 seh he seeing star sign,
Dem ask him name—him seh “Bob Marley, online.”

We di High Grade Bros, yeah we blaze and laugh,
From Negril sands to the Cali path.
One love, two lighters, three spliffs high,
Up in di clouds where only eagles fly.
High grade mischief, no shame in we game,
Jamaican and Yankee—but we blaze di same!

Drive-through customs with a ganja stash,
Mi seh act cool, him start speakin’ fake patwa fast.
Officer look and seh, “What you sayin’, boss?”
Him seh, “Wah gwan mi bredren, mi just passin’ gas.”
Dem pull we over, mi nearly faint,
Dog start sniff, but it’s curry taint.
Turn out it’s fine, dem just hungry bad,
So we gift dem jerk chicken and they call it a ‘pass’.

We di High Grade Bros, yeah we blaze and laugh,
From airport stress to di backyard bath.
One love, two lighters, three spliffs high,
Higher than drone pon government spy.
No fear, just cheer, inna haze of flame,
Jamaican and Yankee—but we blaze di same!

Split the stash inna flip-flop sole,
Drop a nug inna soup bowl.
Laugh till mi tears overflow,
Him try roll one—burn down him fro!
(Wheel it back, selecta!)

Him seh "Let’s grow some inna backyard scene,"
Plant it right next to mi Granny’s callaloo green.
Now Granny boiling tea from the wrong pot,
Said “Why mi feel irie? This taste hot!”
We apologize, now she blaze every night,
Tell story 'bout Marcus Garvey in flight.
Even mi pastor waan try a draw,
Mi seh “Nah man, yuh stick to Psalms, mi star!”

We di High Grade Bros, nah care bout fame,
From Jamaica beach to Portland Maine.
One love, two lighters, three spliffs high,
Lifted like drone weh nuh need no sky.
Ganja warriors, comedy team,
Laugh ‘til we cry like we livin' a dream.
High Grade Bros, big up di name,
Jamaican and Yankee—but we blaze di same!

American remind me what we were doing again?
Mi nuh know star... but mi know mi munchies dem serious.
High grade forever!

Pope & Nitro, High Grade Bros

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HOA GIAI BANG NUOC MAT 2024 - PILONG

I'm a handful, no argument. You got two hands tho.

Keep It In the House

Use Both Hands

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I Need to Bang Bang

Hot & Dirty club banger for a Friday night

Brain Candy

Bippity boppity, Hippity Hoppity, Zippity Zappity, no one's stoppin’ me.

Bippity Boppity

Doing some shoutout to the old hard house scene with some new twists and turns

Harder House Balls Deep

Tech house, incorporating some stereo separation effects, high energy, lots of audio 🍬 effects. Great ride all the way to the end. Love & Respect fam

Slipin' & Slidin'

Fun tech house track made for dancing at midnight, watch out for Solomon Grundy. Music Video https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oI3SZRupm9s

Solomon Grundy

I like making House tracks and am playing around with the 70's era disco vibe in that setting, Let me know what you think, Love & Respect to the fans!

Shiny Things

Final track on the Album Shiny Things
https://soundpope.bandcamp.com/album/shiny-things

Party People

Gen-X misfit. Chief Vibe Officer. Story Teller. Bulldog wrangler. Songwriter. Lover of music. Arguably a lyrical genius making hip-hop House magic. Unbothered. Moisturized. Happy. In My Lane. Focused. Flourishing. Bringing the Boom Bap. Show some love and add me to a playlist! Follow me on Bandcamp for the latest releases! https://soundpope.bandcamp.com/

Use Both Hands

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