Immerse yourself in the intense rhythms of 'Sands of Time,' a post-hardcore rock odyssey. This track weaves a tapestry of powerful lyrics and dynamic soundscapes, inviting listeners on a journey through mystical deserts and spiritual revelations. Join us as we explore the depths of the soul and the resilience of the human spirit.



'Reviewing with a better mind
Extending the back straight for a stronger spine
Tethered to grace outside of time and space with silver lines

Chains of Jesus pieces, hanging from God’s own neck
From the heaven he said, "wrath upon those who thief it”
Wandering in deserts looking for water to drink
Moments gazed upon me as I began to think
What would I do if the sands of time sink?
What shall I do if the fire inside is on the brink

Of exploding outside of my soul
God pray for these poor vessels
Pray for those who don’t know that I’m close
Pray for the ones who never knew I arose
Out the catacombs of death into these flows
Out of the nightmares from sleeping on a rose
Shadowy clothes, ninja attire that goes
On like samurais armor and swiftly truncated slashes
Against money hashes, defeating the world from giving gashes
To elemental gods they could not look at with flaws
So to no avail, they were mad inside they hellish spawns
Hot chicks at spas, eliminating the cause
Deities above and beyond saying, enough of these laws
We gave it a chance, now they want to feel us raw

Chains of Jesus pieces, hanging from God’s own neck
From the heaven he said, "wrath upon those who thief it”
Wandering in deserts looking for water to drink
Moments gazed upon me as I began to think
What would I do if the sands of time sink?
What shall I do if the fire inside is on the brink

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Sands Of Time

Keen

Mei's Memory

Produced by: Kulture

Dive into the rhythmic world of $TATE TERRORI$M , a hip-hop odyssey that merges the raw energy of the streets with the sophisticated beats of modern production. Crafted by the talented Kulture, this track stands as a testament to the vibrant and ever-evolving hip-hop culture.

The song is a symphony of powerful lyrics and compelling beats, reflecting the struggles, triumphs, and everyday realities of urban life. Kulture's production brings a unique flair, blending traditional hip-hop elements with innovative sounds to create a backdrop that's both familiar and fresh.

As the verses unfold, the artist takes you on a journey through their world, offering insights into personal experiences and broader societal issues. The lyrics are a blend of introspection, social commentary, and raw emotion, delivered with a flow that's both smooth and commanding.

This track is not just a song; it's a statement. A blend of gritty realism and hopeful optimism, it captures the essence of hip-hop's power to articulate the voice of the unheard. Turn up the volume and let $TATE TERRORI$M  take you on a journey through the heart of the genre, where every beat tells a story and every rhyme opens a window to a different world.

$TATE TERRORI$M

Yo, people accusatory
The ain’t really know what to say
everybody wants a spotlight
Everybody yearn to be a star all day
I’m day walking in this shit like I’m blade
Jedi mind tricks, all they bs I slay

Politcians seem to not give a fuck
Forced living, like is that what’s up?
Can’t lock me down, you know the limits which break
I omnislash these villains, they gon pay for what they take
Check, I spit verses on you like sun rays
bars hit like photosynthesis, spinning around your head all day

Graft your mind into something more positive
Breathe a little more, don’t be too inquisitive
Lest you know to go to God, and envision it
What you really want, imagine and don’t division it
What’s inside? You need to get united
You’re affixiated in darkness, but I came to light it

Moments when I couldn’t pretend
That everything is ok, I had to bend
Maybe call a bluff or two
Just to keep shit bold for you

I been here like a backbone
Steady sitting on my throne
She singing like an angel while she moans
She on my lap getting boned

I’m game of thrones with it, nigga
Winter in my heart, I roam with it, nigga
No pole, but I destroy the soul if I have to, nigga

Stop aiming for success if you’re trying to digress
And take someone off the path of propserity they invest
They time into, what the fuck is wrong with you?
Variate your mindset, and start to build up too

$TATE TERRORI$M (Prod. Kulture.)

Clam Chowder

Yo you niggas penitentiary lost in your own fallacy
I’m living while im calling it, ain’t no one will be out balling me
They can’t forgive a nigga for trying so hard
No gratitude for the king playing his best card
Yeah, scared to get scarred
They’d rather buy a whip to hide the wounds in they hearts
Man, where do I start?
All she wants is diamonds with no shards
Clear cut, no zirconias, got her eyes stretched far
She seeing stars, same way she judges her men from afar
If they ain’t shining, what the fuck are they then, star?
You gotta learn to accept defeat
You boys afraid to take the heat
Afraid to get pressed like my Rollie, golden retrieved, dog
They mocking and listening, and still they believe, dog
Not to be brief, do you boys even read, dog?
Nigga, I set fire to rain like Adele bravely
You can’t stop me what I’ve said and I’m presenting
But hold up, niggas start to choke up
Screwed up on some old habits, they can’t grow up
They sowed up in they own discord
Can’t even handle these words
And if we talking holy, that’s me and Julien
I dice these cats like I am Julien 
Swift moves, make no mistake, we hooligans
Steady, busy making moves before we move again
Never stop, non stop, it’s not a stop watch
Yeah, I got sauce, super fresh, super floss
Gold chain hanging from the back of the neck of a boss
She pulling on it saying “give me the sex” if you Josh
I analyzed for a minute, I had to get up in it
Grab up Mary with some love, for forsaking in it
Yeah, she gon breathe life, while we fucking in the light
I turned them off, she said baby let their be light
That shit was good, took me to new heights

Livin' Callin'

Check out this track filled with Toronto vibes and real-life narratives. From key and peele to Michael J's moves, we're taking you on a journey through the streets. Feel the rhythm, embrace the lyrics, and let the music speak for itself.

Crackin up wid key inside of peel
Whippin ford, yeah, they knocking for real
I’m cracking up back, cause I’m key and I’m peel

Michael J with the steal
Michael J with the slide
Michael J with the fox, I’m parking up still
Rapping that real, Toron-o shit, they could feel

Niggas wanna heal, but rich men gotta spill
I’m lobbying up the court, yeah, they hobbying, and they short
This shit is just a sport, make that money contort
My ration Christi, got a Whitney to my Corp.
Time lapse, fuck it, now I’m gifting what i scored

Michael J with the steal
Michael J with the slide
Michael J with the fox, I’m parking up still
Rapping that real, Toron-o shit, they could feel

Blue cap, eyes are not lifting
Muscle relax, who da fuck is it shifting
I’m whippin’ I’m whippin’
Racoon city, the resident's evil
Evicted that bitch, 
made 'em disappear, kaneval
2088, I’ll seal yo fate, no retaliate
Had her first, had to contemplate
I apologize, couldn’t send no hate
Bless up all my niggas, people that I relate
Tina Turner, it’s destiny, it’s not fate

Michael J with the steal
Michael J with the slide
Michael J with the fox, I’m parking up still
Rapping that real, Toron-o shit, they could feel

MJ Fade

Engineer:  https://soundcloud.com/moteri

Lyrics:
 
use the pain, write the lyrics, felt like im furious 
write it down, no sustain, cant complain (why?), its all fine (ouch) 
dont need support im the medic (rescure), possible that you might die, (he’s dead)
got no clue what to do always useless, always none sense, 
 its alright (yeh), i  got time - finish Last (yeh)
got no time - finish Fast (What The F***)
I don't want to think about the last
(yeh) lasts forever, 
as far as i can remember
the text i wrote hurted (ouch) in my center
thought we had some vibes
bad connection?
im just bad in self reflection
mmh yeah
again learned another lesson
just picked up another fashion
waisting money and my time 
just a part of my stupid passions
but you got admit you are cute lit (yeh)

keep on movin even dead just too make sure to stay alive
i sit in the trap, aint a trap. just my grandpa’s flat,  (yeh yeh)
Im below, maybe i should grow
could host my show, driving slow, 
elbow out of the window, yohoho
How to drive when you are blinded 
i guess its called taking risks
no more sips, no more risks, 
otherwise i could might flip
i might get a facelift need a spaceship, 
took a drive to watch for my relatives 
couldnt find them, hmm might be lost (Where are they?)
keep on movin even dead just too make sure to stay alive
i sit in the trap, aint a trap. just my grandpa’s flat,  (yeh yeh)
Im below, maybe i should grow
could host my show, driving slow, 
elbow out of the window, yohoho
lasts forever, 
as far as i can (ouch) remember
the text i wrote hurted (ouch) in my center
thought we had some vibes
bad connection?
im just bad in self reflection
mmh yeah

grandpa's-flat

ballerina

"Tutti free" is a rap track that offers an unfiltered and uncompromising look into urban life, featuring lyrics that tackle themes such as struggle, resilience, and the quest for freedom. The narrative unfolds through sharp verses and an intense rhythm, captivating the listener in an atmosphere of tension and determination. The artist expresses a sense of alienation and anger, addressing topics like society, inequality, and the pursuit of individuality. References to pop culture elements, such as Batman and Hellraiser, add a modern iconography to this raw urban tale. The repetition of the concept of "real free" emphasizes the quest for authenticity and freedom within the shadows of a complex society. The track concludes with an anthem to diversity and self-empowerment, challenging stereotypes and celebrating being true to oneself.

"Tutti free" è un brano di rap che getta uno sguardo crudo e senza compromessi sulla vita urbana, con testi che affrontano tematiche come la lotta, la resilienza e la ricerca di libertà. La narrazione si sviluppa attraverso versi taglienti e ritmo incalzante, catturando l'ascoltatore in una atmosfera di tensione e determinazione. L'artista esprime un senso di alienazione e rabbia, toccando argomenti come la società, la disuguaglianza e la ricerca dell'individualità. I riferimenti a elementi della cultura pop, come Batman e Hellraiser, aggiungono un tocco di iconografia moderna a questo racconto crudo della vita in città. La ripetizione del concetto di "real free" sottolinea la ricerca di autenticità e libertà nell'ombra di una società complessa. Il brano si conclude con un inno alla diversità e all'autoaffermazione, sfidando gli stereotipi e celebrando l'essere sé stessi.

01 - Tutti Free - Daze

"Nana" is a song that reflects on the everyday, capturing moments of challenge, introspection, and resilience. The lyrics explore the sensations of a day that seems to slip away, amidst yet another coffee, a burning throat, and the fear of imminent renunciations. The metaphor of an open wound describes a feeling of vulnerability that doesn't easily heal. The pen, a symbol of personal expression, weighs heavy and writes aimlessly, reflecting confusion and frustration. The change in beat is likened to changing clothes, a way to break monotony and resist habit. The chorus, with the words "Nana" and "Na na na na," adds a melodic element that could represent a form of liberation or distraction from the dark and complicated reality depicted in the lyrics. Overall, "Nana" is a journey through the contrasting emotions of a day, with moments of reflection, confusion, and acceptance.

"Nana" è una canzone che riflette sul quotidiano, catturando momenti di sfida, introspezione e resilienza. Il testo esplora le sensazioni di una giornata che sembra sfuggire di mano, tra l'ennesimo caffè, la gola bruciante e la paura di rinunce imminenti. La metafora della ferita aperta descrive un sentimento di vulnerabilità che non si rimargina facilmente. La penna, simbolo dell'espressione personale, pesa e scrive senza una direzione chiara, riflettendo la confusione e la frustrazione. Il cambio di beat è paragonato a cambiare abiti, un modo per rompere la monotonia e resistere all'abitudine. Il ritornello, con le parole "Nana" e "Na na na na", aggiunge un elemento melodico che potrebbe rappresentare una sorta di liberazione o distrazione dalla realtà cupa e complicata che si dipinge nel testo. Nel complesso, "Nana" è un viaggio attraverso le emozioni contrastanti di una giornata, con momenti di riflessione, confusione e accettazione.

02 - Na Na Na - Daze

mysterious-happiness

making a big change in the next few months with the direction of the music. we'll see...

Hip Hop, Jazz, Acid producer based out of Okinawa Japan.

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