Profound

"Echoes of Hind" is a lyrical tribute to Hind Rajab, a child whose name became a symbol of injustice and remembrance. The verses capture the weight of silence, the urgency of truth, and the echoes of a life stolen too soon. The chorus amplifies the demand for accountability, ensuring that her name is not forgotten, her story not erased. The bridge solidifies the anthem of resistance, carving her memory into sound, refusing to let history bury her voice. Sonically, the track blends boom-bap hip-hop with orchestral gravitas, ensuring the emotional depth resonates beyond words.

Echoes of Hind Rajab - No Silence Here #Boom Bap Hip Hop

"Dodging Drones, Chasing Dreams" is a lyrical reflection on survival under constant surveillance, where dreams are pursued despite the looming threat of destruction. The verses capture the tension between movement and danger, highlighting how ambition must navigate a world designed to suppress it. The chorus amplifies the urgency—resistance is not just a choice but a necessity, ensuring that hope remains alive even in the face of oppression.

Dodging Drones, Chasing Dreams(1) #Boom Bap Hip Hop rap

Originally released on physical formats as part of the group's album "Resistance is Futile" in 2003, re-mastered and edited to appear on the EP "Y'All in Meltdown" to mark the relaunch of the label New Dawn Records in 2019 after a 15 year hiatus.  The EP is a compilation of all versions and remixes of what's probably the crew's best known singles, "Y'All Under Surveillance" & "Meltdown"     

Y'All inn Meltdown

Y'All Under Surveillance ['18 Edit]

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Belles in Monica - Y'All Under Surveillance [18 Edit]

Soulful Boom Bap Beat / Instrumental Hip Hop.
Produced & Mixed By MedZ.
Taken from Beat Prescription 16.
Giving Thanks to all Artists & Players of Instruments sampled & for your listening ear. I chant you will feel the MedZ.
(Promo Use Only NOT For SALE)

Onward (Soulful Boom Bap Beat / Instrumental Hip Hop)

Lyrics:

Flashbacks to a younger man,
Tryna see and tryna understand,
Every once a while he gets a glance,
At a future that might demand,
More than he willing to give,
He tryna give it to live,
He messing with mics and tryna stop messing with sin,
But he only a man, he only human,
he still thinking like where he really gon end,
Up being, from his past he reeling,
The stories he be keeping,
Locked up behind doors they peer in,
He ain’t really speaking clearly on his demons,
But he don’t want the vices back underneath his ceiling,
So he steps on, one two one two,
Look forward, don’t look back behind you,
he still wondering what he gon do,
He made it this far but only time gon prove true,

So he moves through, little rude, true,
He got some blue’s clues, how he take a grey cruise,
He be going Bluetooth, connecting through all of you,
But he thinking his message is kinda loose glue,
Rapped some blue truths, did I lose you,
Are you without use, am I without rules,
I just blew a fuse,
Be careful what you choose,
Every body gotta make a choice, either win or you lose,

Growing up, he never gave a fuck,
Every step that he’d make he had a bit of luck,
He thought he’d get a buzz,
Drink a little cup,
He liked what he drank, so he poured it all up,
Thought nothing more of it, drink he’d sometimes covet,
Like everybody got a vice so what what of it,
I’m a hunnid, I like it when I’m on it,
But I guess I’m not being so totally honest,
So one drink turned to two, two turned to four,
Slowly he’d have a drink before he’s out the door,
When he lost his mind, the rain starts to pour,
And so did the brown he looked at it for the cure,
And when things got bleak, his heart became weak,
So he started drinking every night, every week,
But it wasn’t enough, he needed to seek,
A stronger buzz to help him get to fall asleep,
And you know maybe if I add a bit of lean,
I’ll sleep like a baby and finally start to dream,
And it’ll help nurture this pain that I’m tryna heal,
And it’ll help numb the hurt I don’t wanna feel,
I guess that’s just part of the deal,
I just hope he turns back before his fate is sealed,
If you take back what you can and peel the layers,
You gotta wonder what forces are behind the wheel,

So he moves through, little rude, true,
He got a blue’s clues, how he take a grey cruise,
He be going Bluetooth, connecting through all of you,
But he thinking his message is kinda loose glue,
Rapped some blue truths, did I lose you,
Are you without use, am I without rules,
I just blew through a fuse,
Be careful what you choose,
Every body gotta make a choice, win or you lose, x2

Win or Lose (Prod. by ARVM Beats)

Lyrics:

Lifting myself off another broken branch,
Everybody got expectations and demands,
33 I’m supposed to be my own man,
Yet I still find myself on another ledge,
Do I free fall to a steeple where I pray for a leap forth away from evil,
I’ve spent my twenties all on my knees, so I guess I keep hoping now I can stand on my feet,
You know I’ve made leaps, made peace with wounds that bleed,
But I still wonder am I free,
I’ve followed my beliefs to a place of reprieve,
But still feel less a goat and more of a sheep,
I see the news all up on my feed,
and wonder how the hell can I go to sleep,
They say the world always been a place of deceit,
But has it ever been more obvious to see,
I try to work on my life, self develop,
Put work in my career let the music envelops,
But my tank on e I need another fill up,
Wonder who gon mourn me when I been sent up,
Or will it be down sometimes I act the clown,
When I smile I’m told it looks more of a frown,
As much as I want the crown, heavy be the head,
I think I’m satisfied with the floor I rest my bed,
I wonder if I’ve followed or if I led,
When it’s all been done and everything’s been said,
Wonder how my book will be read, 
see I bled,
the wounds scab and the scars bare instead,
To this music thing I have wed, 
they say reason I have fled,
My bars ain’t a prison they a garden that I tend,
My truest form that I hope will let me mend,
pieces that have been molded and bent,
By a cold world that chose us to spit our sins,
When I grow old will this music thing be my friend,
Later on will I be filled with regret,
Or happy to give my soul to the lines I said,
One day, I’ll be

Some days I be feeling so fine
Other days I just wanna spit a rhyme
Some days I be lost in my mind
Everything comes back in due time

Some days I be feeling so fine
Other days all I wanna do is rhyme
Some days I be lost in my mind
Everything comes back in due

Time

33 (Prod. by ARVM Beats)

Lyrics:

Blasting off to the speed of light,
Bitches wanna know how the hell I went and mastered mics,
I’m a mastermind with the flow these fools tryna bite,
I be right back with my sights every song they take a flight,
Listen like, how y’all feel when I glisten right,
Y’all be missing might, I be smoking every beat without the hype,
I do this for the love fuck the likes,
If you like it then great but I just like to write,
Bob my head to my words memories of the heights,
I’ve taken tumbles while bitches laughed outta spite,
But maybe that’s the paranoia of a man who’s on the pipe,
I won’t lie I’m the type who kinda twists the knife,
In the wound of a man who thought he beat me down in my life,
I’ll be round in the strife,
On that loud in the night,
I ain’t tryna be tight,
Y’all just be crowding me like,
Listen I’m just talking way too much shite,

I be smoking every beat, shooting threes,
All this bitches gotta bleed, this one goes out to the G’s,
I be feeling like I’m shooting all these shots out from deep,
But I be, simply raw me,

Smoking on my foes, they be broken boards,
Watch me go for broke, this a show of force, 
Shout out to the bros,
Who held me down you know ten toes,
Lived in many towns, which home, to show for,
They won’t live this down, these slow pokes,
Heavy is the crown, sharp the iron throne,
I be homeward bound, way you need to back down,
I just kick it round, volley to the homeboys, listen now,
Everybody tryna find a way through the crowd,
I’m just tryna make noise though it’s through pleasant sounds,
I been down the mountain top and still haven’t found,
The thing I need to say yes now they’re proud,
But maybe I did, now listen to this,
A couple rhymes over beats that’s hella sick,
I’ve flipped my shit a few times so be it,
Slip the blade fuck the bae, yea let it rip,

I be smoking every beat, shooting threes,
All this bitches gotta bleed, this one goes out to the G’s,
I be feeling like I’m shooting all these shots out from deep,
But I be, simply raw me,





I Be (Raw Me) (Prod. by ARVM Beats)

Lyrics:

I remember as a child I thought life would be sweet,
Growing up would be great, my job would be neat,
I’d find so many people that I would meet,
And each one I would always keep,
I thought I’d reach many, and many would reach me,
I thought I’d teach plenty and plenty would teach me,
I thought I’d be ready, the world is for me,
I thought when I’m twenty, I’ll finally be free,
But what we think and what we get are different,
Look at families in Sudan suffering,
Look at men escaping war through a desert,
Look at the child who died because of oppressors,
So who am I to complain that life was tough,
I’m pretty sure I’m living a dream to some,
So why do I still feel down a bunch,
Why do I still resent your touch,
See I’m sure I’ve been burned but my worth has been turned,
From a worm to a bird, from a child that was spurned,
To a man who’s deserved,
Worse than he got, or maybe better than expected,
The sword is powerful but the pen is my weapon,
I hope what I write has a positive message,
I write these bars in hopes to unlock truth,
But art can’t save it can only reflect you,

I find my voice in these rhythms,
But I’m still spitting bars from behind a prison booth,
If you take a peek within,
You might see me too,
Everybody got some poetry within em,
I’m just tryna give some,
Moment to moment and day by day
I’m just tryna live some,

For My Brothers and Sisters (Prod. by ARVM Beats)

This song dives headfirst into the murky territory of self-sabotage, mental health and vulnerability. But this isn’t some moral sermon. Instead, RAW plays out as a conversation, a push and pull with a loved one who delivers the hard truths.

Lyrics:
Summer nights,
Winter days,
Can't see the light,
Don't know my name,
And I'm so tired, ill, afraid,
Living a lie,
There's no escape.

Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW

Wrestling the demons inside it's like RAW,
Run but there's nowhere to hide
I can't stop,
Gone like a thief in the night
Who take off,
If it rains know a flood gonna rise
I play god.
She's like 'why you tryna sabotage?
Got the world in the palm of your hand
And you pass it off.
Plus you shine too bright to be blending in,
So why you walk around in your camouflage?
Yeah why you tryna fuck it up?
I know things be weighing on your mind
So you lift it up,
But you always end up coming down,
And you been on this shit for days, when is it enough?'

Summer nights,
Winter days,
Can't see the light,
Don't know my name,
And I'm so tired, ill, afraid,
Living a lie,
There's no escape.

Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW

And I can see my face in a scary place,
Too much on my plate that's like every day,
Trip to outer space don't know where it take,
‘Nah this is madness’
She like 'come on you can't tell me you're content with average.'
I said 'really baby I was born to be a savage,
I can live without a shower
I don't need a mattress,
All these material objects are extra baggage.'
'Huh,' she said 'you're smart but you're dumb as fuck,
You waste your time every time and you push your luck,
Getting faded and then feeling rough,
So don't ask me why you're always falling in a rut.'
Damn.

Summer nights,
Winter days,
Can't see the light,
Don't know my name,
And I'm so tired, ill, afraid,
Living a lie.

Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW

Low pro chill study beats with a boom bap swing. Go deep.

Far Away

tigers tile

Running Away

Tender (old school west coast boom bap)

natural math mix' -I'D RATHER HAVE A ROUND BLADE

Born in the U.S.
Raised in Australia
Chill Rap + Sample-Heavy Beats
Forever an Outcast

LoFade / Tribe Steppaz / Sound Machine / Steadyy Mobbin - all the beats


Hailing from Las Vegas by way of Cleveland, LoFade is a producer carving out a space in the world of chill lofi and boom bap beats. Drawing on the grit of the Midwest and the neon glow of the desert, his sound blends laid-back textures with head-nodding rhythms that transport listeners into late-night cityscapes and reflective moods.

LoFade’s music is rooted in a love for hip-hop’s golden era while pushing into the modern chillhop and lofi scene. His beats carry a timeless feel—dusty drums, warm melodies, and a touch of nostalgia—crafted for study sessions, long drives, or anyone who just needs to fade into the vibe.

With a style that’s both atmospheric and grounded, LoFade represents a wave of producers keeping the art of boom bap alive while shaping lofi into something uniquely his own.

Joseph Alla AKA "SOS Sound Of Starlings "is a visionary artist whose work bridges sonic innovation and emotional depth. Blending Dancehall, Afrobeat, and R&B with bilingual lyricism, his music explores the tension between silence and sound, public grace and private grit. With a keen eye for symbolism and a commitment to amplifying overlooked voices, Alla crafts immersive experiences that resonate across cultures. His latest project, Behind Closed Doors / Detrás de Puertas Cerradas, is a testament to his ability to turn vulnerability into power and storytelling into resistance.

BooM BAP MedZ
Beat Maker / Crate Digger.
Inspired by the works of Marley Marl, DJ Premier, Pete Rock, Q-Tip, Large Professor, RZA, Havoc, The Alchemist, J Dilla, 9th Wonder to name a few.
I chant you will feel the MedZ!!!
(All tracks featured are for Promo Use Only & NOT for SALE)

Auditory Journal Entries...

Therapeutic excursions in Hip-Hop form.

Lately it’s been garbage time, making half baked tracks for the sake of keeping myself busy. Still, check out the catalogue maybe something will click.

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Independent hip hop label established 1996, operating until 2004.  Relaunched 2019.  Parent company of in house promotional division UrbanElite PR

Male signer/songwriter/producer : Ninjedo and female singer/songwriter/producer : Tranceferia, friends since childhood, come together to formFashion Police^five hundred and seventy third House*. Since first lockdown, the creation (on average) of about 2 to 8 songs a week with very few breaks through a unique process resembling poetic musical scrabble along with classic standard recording has become a one of a kind process.

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