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P.O.S and Astronautalis have joined forces to form FOUR FISTS. Doomtree Records proudly presents their debut release: a limited-edition 7-inch featuring two new songs, “Please Go” and “MMMMMHMMMMM,” and the instrumental version of each.

Astronautalis is part emcee, part method actor, with an uncanny ability to channel characters on the edge—of a breakdown, of a revelation, of a fistfight. P.O.S (Rhymesayers/Doomtree) made his name as a gifted risk-taker, fashioning head-nodding beats from strange noises, and writing anthemic lyrics from unexpected vantage points.

These first two tracks from FOUR FISTS were produced collaboratively by the duo, holed up in P.O.S’ attic during an exceptionally brutal Minnesota winter. In these songs, listeners will hear the rappers’ usual sharpness and a nod to traditional notions of hip-hop collaborations, but their noir approach yields an entirely new sound: dark choral layers and punk rock gang vocals create a sense of impending doom. “Please Go” is a haunting number that runs on thick, brooding bass; it’s shaped by a frayed synth, whispered vocal takes, and soaring strings that sweep in and out of the darkness like cars passing in the distance. “MMMMMHMMMMM” opens with quick snares, in the sharp staccato stabs of an Underwood typewriter, and a bass synth that pulses like an idling outboard motor, till the track explodes into a wall of layered drums and throat-shredding vocals—P.O.S and Astronautalis at their most deadly. The two songs clock in under 8 minutes and still hit like a ton of bricks, leaving you dizzy, breathless, and eager for this duo’s coming full length album.

Four Fists "MMMMMHMMMMM"

From Doomtree's 2009 release "FH:XV (False Hopes 15)"

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Mike Mictlan "OMG!"

Mike Mictlan + Lazerbeak "Prizefight"

STEF 
When’s go? / I’ve been sittin here / I been plotting on the world / waiting for the right right now / Waiting for the minute when I can get all the way in it and make mine now / Flip that low life round / strip that crown / take down heads trying to wear that dead / Yeah, let me kill that / I hit it running, ain’t nothing catching me, that’s that / Matchless / Match to the mattress / restless / dreaming / I never believe what I’m seeing / Own world / Own yours / Phone home, own up, get unstuck reeling / Sights high, eye-line low / I might crow (bangarang) / Let it go / But I’ve been sitting here / I’ve been watching / Come close caution / Cut throat, get a rope, lost em... / As if you had him in the first place / I’ve been a rat but I ain’t never seen a cage in the worst way / I crave days where the work’s play / but I can’t seem to satiate, or get away, or get it straight, or get okay with okay / No way / Let me demonstrate / Other shit, own way, loving it all day / Coming with the content / Coming with the nonstop 

SIMS 
Coiled in the grass blades make blood boil / Sling snake oil singing these are the last days / These are the things that will ease your pain / These are the keys to the pearly gates / Trade your wage and he’ll learn your name / Earn your place, all it takes / They set the stakes with loaded dice / shout on high that the end is nigh, but I don’t mind / I don’t deal in fear, I’m so right here / so right now, they got no idea / They over-blow the slope then throw the folk a rope to cope control the soul like dope / They’re comatose in warming glow, froth and foam / I can feel the storm forming though / Fate and time is all a made-up line / It’s all a made-up line, it’s all a state of mind 

BEAK (Hook) 
And the roof caved in and the porch lights froze / And the woods lay thin and the torch light grows / You may find yourself in a corpse-like pose as you go / And the tombs spread out and the birch still grows / And the fumes head south and the earth will slow / You may find yourself on a search for gold as you go 

MIKE 
And it ain’t October/ bak’tuns and roses stolen with bare hands will touch back / Crosshairs to hooked snares a tough catch / Got a breath if nobody else sees it / Gonna starve if nobody else eats me / Dead in the water got my knees to the gut rot / Rings in the fire just a breeze to a sunspot / hmm / And it ain’t all over / Nights are longer before them days get colder / Run home, little soldier / This ain’t the war you’re fighting it’s the Red October / Ughh! / And you don’t have choices / We don’t either cuz we got these voices / But I’m scared when I yell / I’m selling em all poison, broken toys, bones and raw noises / So I hold my own / Hold my word, keep my sword in stone / I swear I’m getting it all wrong / not the end of the world just the end to this song 

CECIL 
And it goes… Thanks for the invite / Thanks for the memories / Thanks for the insight / We pray that you’ll never leave / We’ll tell stories by a maglite (never leave) / We’re gonna pick up on a fair fight (never leave) / And every morning, noon and midnight / we’ll be torn and bruised from fistfights / May be the oldest news and dissed right to our faces / …so lets take flight / We’ve been a part of the chain for so long / Been a part of the spark of the flame that goes wrong / We’ve been a part for a day and wrote songs about / and we could go on about it / But, the long and the short is… / we got no shortage / We got our pain on payroll / paint on the canvas with the face of an angel (Hook)

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Doomtree "Own Yours"

DESSA 
I took it for a kiss, but it couldn’t have been, could it? / I see now what it is, we were just biting the same bullet / You called it in the air / it landed it on its edge / when the crowd gathers around / you turn tail / I turn heads / Shavin down the puzzle piece / tryna make a clean fit / Take what is lovely / leave before the rain hits / It’s a heartbreaker for starters, as you age not too much changes / practice doesn’t make perfect, just makes the game more dangerous 

STEF 
Start repo / negative sleep nauseous / barf party for sure / intelligent creep stalking awkward / Flush flustered rush for doors / advance fire-plan / handy with the way out / routes explored / Cover catching up / careful with your care / We don’t go there, naw / We keep locks and keys steadily swallowed / never be followed, none of em dare / Channel up your anger leave it here / kindly disappear / Mind your mannerisms / I can’t be flattered back / The patterns the concern / lessons prolly turned to fact / By now you’d surely drown yourself before you’d help me with this sail / I’m in the wind / crossed fingers for the win / Up to ten til they hammer in the very last nail / Challenging like every last stalemate / Deal with it / No mission ends / Precision lack of friends / Happily recommend nothing to no one, ever 

CECIL (Hook) 
I know, I know / I know wake up, wake up / But I don’t go there, go there / She knows the way home 

CECIL 
You know your way home? / You gonna be all right? / Yeah, but I had faith that you’d see the light / and ride with me or kiss me goodbye / Now you got me feeding kites into the night sky / Covered them with nightlights, like, did you see the beacon? / I swear I let those kites fly around all weekend, no? / Well someone must have cut the lines or something, no? / Or maybe something, oh, you weren’t looking / Ok Plan B just panic / run up the stairs and shut the door to the attic and don’t come up for air / until you’re torn from her fabric completely… / and just like magic, you’re all in one piece again / But, I’m nothing like I used to be… / elusive and reclusive / Now I’m just both times a hundred…exclusively / Truthfully, I was blind to the deep end / until that piece of us went and died that weekend (Hook) 

SIMS 
Then it flashed forward, but I asked for it / Rip out the doubt, I’m way too south / I gulped it up, I laid back / peeling off the layers / the mantra saying “fear can’t stay here self see you later” / Fire chakra dissolve to ether / I have to meet her, I know she knows the way / I’ll have to die twice, no novocaine / See the Eye of Horace, I am Osiris / I meet the devil, it ain’t the first time / He kills me quick like I am nothing / Scream St. Peter, I need you now cousin / I see the owls coming, they float me safe / I learn their grace, they help me heal / I’m under stars peeling off my skin to rid my scars / it’s the first time I am reborn, but I am not me / No identity, and I am finally free / I am my brother, I am my father / I am the sun, I am the water / I am an ion, I am everything / I am the vapor, a cloud of smoke / I am a cheap laugh, but I get the joke / I am a brief flash, the abstract

Doomtree "Beacon"

Doomtree "The Grand Experiment"

Mike Mictlan "Creeper Status"

Mike Mictlan "WZRD SCIENCE" feat. Greg Grease

Spicy Peeñ

Mike Mictlan "HELLA FRREAL"

Scottie Pippen feat. Z3R0K00L8D &amp; Spyder Baybie Raw Dog

"Bad Time Zoo," the new album from Sims, produced by Lazerbeak is available February 15th on Doomtree Records. 12" vinyl single available at store.doomtree.net, as well as a pre-order for the full-length album.

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