top cheddar BARS

DID STOIC JUST DO WHAT I THINK HE DUUUUD??

backitup (prod. stoic da produca)

really just been cookin up lately call me stoic da chef delivering a creamy dish to yo ears. 
lmk if u wanna record on this cause it ain't for sale but i could be down to collabo.
-stoic

waiting (prod. by stoic da chef)

prod. by rawest muhfuckah from france i know: @rodez-got-beatz

peace to beatheadz worldwide

keep it locked

-stoic

slick spittah

slick spittah (prod. RÔDEZ)

stoic da poet presents...!

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🪴Tectonic Grooves & Parkway Aspirations🕺
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tracks don't have titles yet but i will release this on streaming soon if y'all like it :)

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credits:
photography by the homie: https://www.instagram.com/unsatisfiedandrestless/
bassline on track 2 by the legend: @nofakez
uke on track 5: lil lav
sample on track 6: Mo @user-534316836
major inspiration: stimulator jones
taught me how to make funky beats: @jones_avenue
cover art inspiration & general support: my lovely gf <3
~~

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check out my other stuff:
Drop Column Worldwide: https://dropcolumn.com/
lawyer malloy: @stoicandjones
instagram: https://www.instagram.com/stoicdapoet/
youtube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCjaJlV1R7JJqRK6RXn2-_QQ

Tectonic Grooves & Parkway Aspirations

Tectonic Grooves & Parkway Aspirations {full tape}

big n thicc

stoic da poet presents...!

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🪴Tectonic Grooves & Parkway Aspirations🕺
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thank you everyone for the love🧡

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tracklist:
1. backitup
2. late ride from baltimore
3. fault line boogie
4. seismic drift
5. lavender sorbet
6. sweet solstice
7. waiting

seismic drift

fault line boogie

late ride from baltimore

Take a walk on the wild side, it’s been a wild ride 
In the last three years I been to hell and back like three times
I sat and pouted for so long that alfalfa has done sprouted out the top of my head where it’s feeling crowded with thoughts and bouts with depression
There’s no doubt that it’s stemming,
from the mouth of the demons saying I should be confessing
That it’s all my fault why I fall to these stresses
fall back to the same vices when shit get pressin
climbing out the hole is mighty hard when you get tested 
Sure I speak for all the homies when I say I’ve learned my lesson
But these worn walls.. they so slippery, 
Like a bad ex, they stripping me of my liberty 
oh misery my, misery me, I miss being me 
I’m just the remnants of a crab that’s been shaken by the beak 
I’m the shadow of a boy who used to smile every week
The outline of a degenerate, outcast and freak

co_op

The first single off our collab album, "Day Drinking", is now live! Thank you all for the support so far.

📹 PEEP THE OFFICIAL "SOUL SEARCHING" MUSIC VIDEO HERE:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A-OwYdNIfrw

Day Drinking

Soul Searching

Soul Searching (prod. D.R) [VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION]

🍷DAY DRINKING🥃
Stream everywhere: https://songwhip.com/dr3/day-drinking
Soul Searching music video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A-OwYdNIfrw
Passing Time lyric video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TlUCV2SFl40
~
We are proud to share with you “Day Drinking”, a collaborative project entirely produced with the exquisite sounds of @danielreginald behind the introspective stories of @stoicdapoet alongside excellent cover art created by @roloworld (IG)

This project has been more than TWO years in the making and was mostly created thru the midst of the global pandemic, giving way to what has become an evolving time capsule of our shared experiences. Through numerous video calls, discord messages & demo versions this project has survived the test of time to become a testament to the beauty of creative collaboration that rises out of passion & love.

From vinyl records in Rotterdam to notepads in Washington, DC, this joint is soulful and poetic boom bap hip-hop at its finest. Plus, we dropped a lil gift in as a bonus track - check it! Give it a listen and let us know your interpretation. Thank you all for the support💗

Title: Day Drinking
Artists: D.R, stoic da poet
Release Date: December 9, 2022
Track Count: 8
Runtime: 23 minutes
with support from @dropcolumnworldwide

Passing Time

from the capital city to the imperial state
it's stoic da poet and his boy nofake

[2021]
stoic da poet
prod. noFake
@nofakez

Article 282 (unfinished) (prod. noFake)

bang bang! thank you to the yung savage Tommy for shredding this one

[2020]
stoic da poet
feat. Tommy Wit Da Tone
@user-212070509
prod. KHAOSS
@ ???

SHOTTY! w/ Tommy Wit Da Tone (prod. KHAOSS)

hiphop worldwide
part of a 60day writing challenge to keep tha skillz up ya diggg

[2022]
stoic da poet
prod. SOUDIERE
@youngpirelli

passenjaah (prod. SOUDIERE)

RÔDEZ BROUGHT THE SKRRRRT

[2022]
stoic da poet
prod. RÔDEZ 
@rodez-got-beatz

severe (prod. RÔDEZ)

tcheck dolby chowder

[2022]
stoic da poet
prod. mo.rice
@user-534316836

tcheck dolby chowder (prod. MoRice)

IAGOOOOO. left over from r/mhh tape ;) secret producer, ya diiig (not me)

[2021]
stoic da poet
w/ escoolioinglesias
@escoolioinglesias
prod. ;)
@ ;)

IAGO w/ escoolioinglesias prod. ;)

secret producer ya diggg ;)

[2020]
stoic da poet
prod. ;)
@ ;)

BREADSTICKS prod. ;)

I could never fathom, that the life that I dreamed was happening
Right before eyes in a size that I hadn’t yet magnified
The Bigger the picture, ever expanding supernova written scripture
Hidden characters lay behind lime juice and pretty fiction
My diction indicates discretions, my thoughts were messy 
Created indices that Dewey decimal couldn’t make sense of

Suddenly a light shines, 
torch fire in the moon light
Intrigued but hella frightened
Cause I wasn’t one for fighting, 
a pacifist lost in the pacific 
An Eternal mystic
My shot a shooting star, and maybe I have missed it

I closed my eyes to wish it away
I thought and I thought until I was alone in the dark 
Under the dim light I spotted a casket, a wooden box
I opened the top and myself is what I saw

Projection or reflection, this mirror was perplexing
Narcissus at the water’s edge or a vampire undressing?
Questions float around me like suggestions
Should I take a leap to faith or continue with this stressing?

fathom/ontheblock (prod. watson's wheres)

taylor's gallery (prod. KiLaMDaPro)

📹MUSIC VIDEO ON YOUTUBE: https://youtu.be/msi8KWOCql8?si=vldC_4kBhW0Q3krB
straight from the dank dungeons of hip-hop and steeped in static slime of cyberworld beat production - stoic da poet & benjo blend flower blooms and flowing bars. enjoy ;)
prod @benjojr
COPYRIGHT ©️ @dropcolumnworldwide
DCWW2020

Lyrics:
I got couple broad bitches from Boston calling me bossy
I’m down under so much that they calling me Aussie
I can’t help it, I know my flow so saucy
Know my clothes so flossy, I’m so bold my posse
Boutta glow like saki, grab ahold my pockets
In the cockpit passing the bong as we passing the coppas
-Watch them hoppers chop a clock then Shaka-laka
This choc-o-late boutta blow my socks off
The weed is too strong boutta hit rock bottom
With a foster mom that poppin off my scrotum (ooooooo!)
Carotid pumping my blood so I be looking hotter
Hotter.. hotter.. somebody call a doctor!
I can’t be stopped like my name drop column
I be wanted by the poppa for the thoughts in my noggin
I ain’t gonna knock em but I’m done with this talking
Catch you on the flip, stoic bouncing your honor
YEUGH!

bossyboi {freestyle} (prod. benjo)

introducing traincore, music that vids perfectly for when you are on a train.

©️ made this on a train

shoutout MARC

riverdale station

your latest installment of 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 has just pulled into the station. 

🚇 all aboard for some unlimited mileage to your favorite destination

unlimited mileage

here's a lil diddy, made in an hour ya diggg

happy leap year 2024 big dawgz

leap stoic

stolimited edition

sample credits:
@sketchywav
@strongmaurice

offdabeatentrak [stolimited]

nice funky lil set in support of the homie's opening night of her silent disco art gallery on May 9, 2024. Go peep & support the homie's mission helping artists share their why by creating safe spaces in the name of harm reducion.

Share Your Soul (Baltimore): https://www.sysmvmt.com/

silentdiscooo

fleeting glimpses; neuron flares of human connection.
nights generous in laughter and kindness; longing for more

Obidian:
https://www.instagram.com/obsidian.poetry/

everything is fine

everything is fine (a story by Obsidian)

SVAOFORM (2021) 
STOIC DA POET
PROD. DAM95

MUSIC VIDEO: ((january 15, 2025))

SVAOFORM

divide|||conquer
stoic da poet
prod. @nofakez

divide|||conquer

slick spittah pt. ii
prod. oneyun da prophet @oneyun
drop. bunnyhug beats @bunnyhugbeats

LYRICS==
I don’t wanna hear a hush not a peep or a blush when I speak to you cuz
Cause stoic here to crush, better bleep when I cuss 
When I speak to you dud

Stoic da bo peep herding rappers like they sheep
Can count up in my sleep the times I heard they wet the sheets
careful with your dreams cause my words are known seep
Into your home and your notes til your future lookin bleak (UNGH)
You get what you deserve when you cheap
Invest in sto, double your returns in a week 
If you have to second guess what you heard from your peeps 
Then it’s too late, stoic already swerved with you keep
(UH-HUH) start to feel the burn in your feet 
(UH-HUH) sto brung the furnace to the streets
(UH-HUH) …like, permanently?
(UH-HUH) damn will this man ever turn down the heat?

I don’t wanna hear a hush not a peep or a blush when I speak to you cuz
Cause stoic here to crush, better bleep when I cuss 
When I speak to you dud

I coulda dropped an 8
But I had to take an opportunity to drop some shade 
Like a gator from the glades
Take a bite just to taste but never let it go to waste
I just think it’s kinda funny how much some these rappers pay
Okay, you got a hundred plays 
Maybe couple placements but you dropped a couple K
My bars way harder than all that you got to say 
and I ain’t never spent a penny on a beat that I ain’t made

slick spittah (pt. ii)

SNOWLIMPICO

beat by hast. @user-755536935
https://soundcloud.com/user-755536935/lonimarfestado
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photo by me
~
{basement cut} - back when i had no equipment & no clue what i was doing

heavy thing (prod. by hast.) {basement cut}

from the capital city to the imperial state...
production by @nofakez

== lyrics ==

=chr.
At night we travel, empty streets and alleys narrow
Provoking wonder, with our tags as our handles
Across the planet, we strike quick and then we vanish
Heavy handed bandits, the walls are our canvas
At night we travel, empty streets and alleys narrow
The silent vandals, writing moonlight stanzas
Across the planet, we strike quick and then we vanish
Heavy handed bandits, the walls are our canvas

=v1.
In between the shadows you don't see the light glisten
Carefully listen, hear the press of the pistons
On night missions, we be scoping out positions
Underneath the bridges magic happens in a minute
Then we sprinting or grinning the minute we finish we pivot
Sinning, swimming against the law that prohibits
Contemporary movements that moving the masses
The street cemetery that immortalizes bastards
The rascals, harassing the public service factions
Like battery acid sting and attack and make the people proactive
In fact it's the truth, colors blast from the bombs
On the walls and train cars feel the face of Basquiat
Never been wrong, I guess the law don't study art
Untitled masterpieces that are signed with our mark
Spray cans sting like rattle snake fangs
Children of the street know the paint's in our veins

=chr.
At night we travel, empty streets and alleys narrow
Provoking wonder, with our tags as our handles
Across the planet, we strike quick and then we vanish
Heavy handed bandits, the walls are our canvas
At night we travel, empty streets and alleys narrow
The silent vandals, writing moonlight stanzas
Across the planet, we strike quick and then we vanish
Heavy handed bandits, the walls are our canvas

=v2.
Searching for guidance, in those defiant
Those not complying, running from sirens
Weapon not violent, writing is wild-
-style, file, another fucking child
Stuck in the system lost up in the empty mile
Subliminal messages telling the premise of prejudice
Stories they telling us saying art ain't intelligent
We smart we embellishing, covering all the blemishes
Name some motherfuckers with a better kind of penmanship
We turning projects into projects, raw shit into rockets
Breathing life into inanimate objects
We creators, since the fucking caves of the natives
Vandalize the Earth since way before they forbade us
Hate us? Don't get the fucking point of our creations?
Want to see the world in a monochrome status?
Well I don't understand why we should live by the man
Those views are antiquated I'd rather die by the can
In the pack on my back I got everything that I am
My sneakers, notepad and my three spray cans
I'm out to make a difference not a motherfuckin' living
For the love of the game and the culture we are driven
From the Capital City to the Imperial State 
We bringing hip-hop back from the late golden age
We ain't no fakes, we play these games at high stakes
The pillars of hip-hop resurrect on our tapes

=chr.
At night we travel, empty streets and alleys narrow
Provoking wonder, with our tags as our handles
Across the planet, we strike quick and then we vanish
Heavy handed bandits, the walls are our canvas
At night we travel, empty streets and alleys narrow
The silent vandals, writing moonlight stanzas
Across the planet, we strike quick and then we vanish
Heavy handed bandits, the walls are our canvas

== === ==

Article 214. Vandalism 
1. Vandalism, that is, the defacement of buildings and other structures, the infliction of damage to property on public transport or in other public places, shall be punishable with a fine in an amount of up to 40 thousand roubles... 
2. The same deeds committed by a group of persons and likewise by by reason of political, ideological, racial, national or religious hatred or enmity, or by reason of hatred or enmity with respect to some social group, - shall be punishable by compulsory labour for a term of up to three years or by deprivation of liberty for the same term.

Article 214

Article 214 (prod. by noFake)

anti-industry operative


==lyrics==

==vrs1.
I got seven bowls made out of some severed skulls
From the several emcees that I gathered and snatched all they souls
Let them go! Let them go! NO!
Ima keep on killing til all of my foes get blown
Yo! Me against the world
I don’t give a fuck if you think that I’m what saying is absurd
Say they call me angsty, vandalize like banksy
You can call my paintings anything but thankless
Grateful, it’s another thing to call me hateful
Cause I get enraged when I see ignorance praised
And paid and painted as something that we should all fake
As if the hand of the devil is the one that we should all shake

==vrs2.
I know i sound so violent, I really ain’t that violent
I just wish I could see the money making mindset dying
I don’t say fuck the currency but currently I’m spurning the industry that be hurting the players that keep it turning
So fuck a contract, and fuck the wrong path
Watch me blazing all the motherfuckers on that
But hold up, wait a minute, I got a problem
What gives me option to act so morally conscious
I do, my own free will can make me an idol
I can do whatever I need to get this inside you
now this shit’s in writing, know that I ain’t frightened
If my real life employer wants to find it, ima fight em, fine then

sentence

production by the good friend and legend out of Yekaterinburg, Russia, @nofakez
submission for my imprint's first showcase: @dropcolumnworldwide
==
DROP COLUMN WORLDWIDE
@dropcolumnworldwide

==lyrics

==hook x2
Hatred congested, views get misconstrued
Ignorant ideas from the minds of the confused 
Pride gets digested, swallowed with the news
the people that in power know exactly what they do

==vrs
We operate in two states, eliminate or create 
denigrate or tolerate or divide by love and hate
the life of the oppressed the opposite of success 
as defined by the press due to the external stress
of living, in a system where you either die a hero 
or live long enough to see yourself become the villain
god or godess, godly or godless 
democrat or republican we see no progress
the struggle to be modest if you make a living scraping dollars off the bottom for a cause that's got to be dishonest
consume or be consumed by the consumer booms 
are you the customer that rustles for change or the one that sues
do you follow the rules or break them for liberation 
our nation erasing liberty faster than walter payton 
we crashing from alternating, we laughing at the thrashing of the clashing of the congregation and the lasting abomination 

==hook x2
Hatred congested, views get misconstrued
Ignorant ideas from the minds of the confused 
Pride gets digested, swallowed with the news
the people that in power know exactly what they do

divide|||conquer (prod. noFake)

let the TRIALS begin...
https://borice.exposed
📧 stoic.da.mc@gmail.com

@dropcolumnworldwide
@lawyermalloy

==

modern day philosopher.

stoic da poet

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