Skella Tore x Cooper Cicles - Cult Members
From the Dead or Alive LP.
Eerie vocal loops and reversing drums twist the room - Cooper sets the tone, Skella channels the voices of the cult.
Cryptic, cold and creeping. This one doesn't blink.

#SkellaTore #CooperCircle #CultMembers #DeadOrAlive #BlackLodgeCollective #UndergroundHipHop #DarkBoomBap #OccultRap #BackmaskBeats #ReversedLoops

Cult Members (prod. Cooper Circle)

Skella Tore x Cooper Circle - State of the Art
From Dead or Alive LP.
Organs drone beneath harp strings while drum rides push the track forward.
Skella lays it out cold - a future where nothing shines.
This isn't progress. This is prophecy.

#SkellaTore #CooperCircle #StateOfTheArt #DeadOrAlive #BlackLodgeCollective #UndergroundHipHop #DystopianRap #CinematicBoomBap #LoFiHorror #BleakFuture

State Of The Art (prod. Cooper Circle)

Skella Tore x Estrvao6c - Spiral
From the Fire Walk LP.
Estrvao6c lays slowed, chopped sample over guitar and horns with tripled hi-hats weaving tension.
Skella drifts deeper with every bar - a spiral of reflection, weight and quiet unrest.

#SkellaTore #Estrvao6c #FireWalk #Spiral #BlackLodgeCollective #UndergroundHipHop #LoFiRap #ChoppedSample #IntrospectiveRap

Spiral (prod. Estrvao6c)

Skella Tore x Nel Gabriel - Urges
From the Lost Boys '87 EP.
Off-kilter piano and a slow, dragging beat score Skella's descent into the unger.
A verse on the pitfalls of the vampire's curse - desire, regret and losing the line between the two.

#SkellaTore #NelGabriel #LostBoys87 #BlackLodgeCollective #LoFiRap #LoFiLoops #VampireTape #UndergroundHipHop #DarkThoughts #ConceptRap

Urges (prod. Nel Gabriel)

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Skella Tore x Lord Dredstorm - Energy Vampires
We lost a whole LP... but they do say everything for a reason.
This is reawakened Lost Boys '87, rebuilt using beats from the Black Lodge collective vaults. Skella Tore floats over Lord Dredstorm's dusty, hypnotic flip (you'll recognise the bones from Dope Hit) - this time, it's the first taste.

#SkellaTore #LordDredstorm #EnergyVampires #BlackLodgeCollective #LostBoys87 #DopeHitFlip #UnddergroundHipHop #DarkBoomBap #VampireTape #LoFiRap

Energy Vampires (prod. Lord Dredstorm)

Skella Tore x Lord Dredstorm - Sunset Riders
Another track resurrected from the ashes of Lost Boys '87.
Skella Tore calls for control, clarity and self-awareness - "know your lane, know your role."
Lord Dredstorm flips a piano loop into something fluid and evolving, shifting with subtle note swings.
The repurposed ride hits deeper in the dusk.

#SkellaTore #LordDredstorm #SunsetRiders #BlackLodgeCollective #LostBoys87 #LoFiRap #ConceptTape #UndergroundHipHop #PianoLoop #BoomBapMood

Sunset Riders (prod. Lord Dredstorm)

Written by Rey
Performed by Ellis Roame
Produced by Rey | Bay Root Productions
Released via Sunburnt Vinyl Soundworks

A raw blend of UK roots reggae, lo-fi hip-hop, and rebel poetry—“Where Mi From” is a meditation on struggle, labor, and survival in the shadow of Babylon. The track is grounded in real street stories, working-class resistance, and the pulse of cultural memory.

- Ellis Roame is an AI performance vessel—his voice carries stories inspired by the rebel working class and the enduring spirit of the diaspora.
- All music, lyrics, and production are 100% original and human-created.

Where Mi From featuring Ellis Roame

Dream Market

Lord Dredstorm - Rivalry
From the Boxing Tape.
A post-fight draw between Benn and Eubank sets the emotional tone - unresolved and unforgettable.
Droning guitars, orchestral swells, and plucked bass bring the drama full circle.
A heavyweight score for one of the UK’s fiercest rivalries.

#LordDredstorm #BoxingTape #BlackLodgeCollective #UKHipHop #InstrumentalHipHop #BoomBap #CinematicBeats #UndergroundHipHop #GuitarLoops #BoxingTheme

Rivalry (prod. Lord Dredstorm)

A mixture of tracks ive been making first half with me on the beats and mic (unless credited) the rest just my own productions enjoy or fuck off

Caramel Flows

Nightmares blends gritty UK hip-hop with melodic introspection. Over a dark boom bap beat produced by Alfie T, Raiza delivers razor-sharp bars about betrayal, faith, and rising from rock bottom. The haunting hook adds contrast, making it perfect for fans of raw, lyrical hip-hop. Backed by support from artists like B-Real, Westside Boogie, Skinnyman, and Nines, Raiza is building real momentum in the underground. This one hits deep — raw street poetry with soul. 

NIGHTMARES

Listen 

Raiza - NIGHTMARES (feat. Alfie T)

Smellington Piff - Piff Land Remix

Skella Tore x Acid Vicious - Late Night with the Devil
Sin Don't Sleep.
Acid Vicious crafts a slow head-nod - dusty drums and orchestral chops set the scene. Skella Tore sits across from evil and gets answers:
"Late night with the devil... saw the truth that he embezzled."
Corruption laid bare. One more circle down.

#SkellaTore #AcidVicious #BlackLodgeColeective #9Circles #DustyLoops #OrchestralBoomBap #LoFiHipHop #LateNightSin #UndergroundRap #ConceptAlbum

Late Night With The Devil (prod. Acid Vicious)

Lil Yute, Raised from the gutter 
Billin Zoots, raised blazed and he got it from his brothers
now he Kill summer days, dreams of that hummer
Unfazed with no cream, but he spend it like no other 

Lil Yute, Raised from the gutter 
Billin Zoots, raised blazed and he got it from his brothers
now he Kill summer days, dreams of that hummer
 A crate by his side , couple ladies for the summer 

Well

As a yute, late night fucking meddelin
 guided busway quick go peddling  
dash through some trees, to a green withdraws settle in
Meet a lob face geez, yeah, the dealer of that medicine 

Disso from his rents j like Madeline  
Ex belling him up, getting fucking mad again 
stop bugging, I aint cheating stop go panicking 
trek got him out of breath like that dude, what was it Anakin? 

He aint got no force He aint got no source but
He got straight 2 2 gs of that horse
Tranquilliser, a deep demiser, for this sorry state lass and doom idoliser 

Quick reminder, he aint give a fuck about his life either 
hell go from candy flipping, downing all that liquor 
Adding up some blues till he soul is invigored

so go fucking figure

Addict to nicotine since he was a teen 
Already got brown phlegm, when that shit should be fucking green 
Yute begging for that blem, he aint dropping to his knees
Nah hell dash your pack real quick, then run off through some trees 

So 

Run 
Catch that boy he fleeing of the scene 
Robbed by a rabbit of your precious nicotine

So 

Run 
Catch that boy he fleeing of the scene 
Robbed blind by a rabbit of your precious nicotine 

Parkers piece break the whole pack between the team  
Yellow teeth sneaking through a cheesy smile and a gleam 
see Rabbit resided in the cambs, inhabited by posh pricks all in the land and the

Mass champagne socialists 
The last to aid with the pain
But the first to boast their shit 
Now a Hyde Park hooligan, liquor and drugs just fucking ruining this

Lil Yute, Raised from the gutter 
Billin Zoots, raised blazed and he got it from his brothers
now he kill summer days, dreams of that hummer
Still, Unfazed with no cream, but he spend it like no other 

Lil Yute, Raised from the gutter 
Billin Zoots, raised blazed and he got it from his brothers
now he kill summer days, dreams of that hummer
Crate by his side , couple ladies for the summer

ad maiora natus sum

hyde park hooligan

Sick fit, sitting in the park 
Hyde, thick leather, knitten all dark
Black fit with clique, 
cig riz sparks grass
fashion, bun holes n hash marks 

Yutes kit battered air max, trademarks 
Nike knit, stunk oudor of the skunk
Shrunk tick socks, cus a couple kiddies like this get dressed real quick and well 

Hope to find a lovely lady for the summer
Calling cats n groping behinds like some shady fucker plumbers
No lucker for most these thirsty motherfuckers 
No moping for the rabbit cus he found a hot girl bummer

Where ever, well, he goes well she goes
Is it over confidence or maybe just his ego 
Cus she knows that he knows
They balancing on tight ropes, no trust or hope

Even

Night outs to flights out to Europe,
With drinks down, light out , sex till the morning 
He’s way away day dreaming of whoring,
Drinks with a random girl cus he quickly finds shit boring 

Everything sound with the light up of a spliff
A couple few pills and white powder lined up to sniff
The elevation of moods separates the tension
So they can lie upon each other without a mention of how

J went from nothing to something 
His soul started corrupting 
A tol, taking to his fall burnt up from combustion
Snaking his lovers for nothing
Bottle of liquor j something

To numb his pain for a minute 
Or get his head fucked up and spinning  

Put his palms on his misses, abusive bruising permissive
Sick n vicious met with kisses, afraid to speak so listens 
Men named, backed a blade , keep her locked up inside, roaming the streets not ready to swallow his pride

jonesy

Its all one lovee way up an I Marley em
Smoke em up on live, tell my brothers i Carly em
Hardly more like three leathers n a Harley
Jacket, shoes gloves, No warfare Charlie

Cut out the gear, all noise, need Arcadia
feedback on this loop, fuck im off in mania
For I made my maker, wear The doubters Skin upon my face and bare the sins of what im made of yeah

Little left, cut the chat, lip cleft
What’s next, who’s best
Rhyme through my chest,
Say it through lips wrapped round grettes
Yeah I see the labels, do I look scared of death

never thought I make it to be my twenties
pills, powder mixin with fenties
From a young daydreamin of Bentley 
gus n Tracey plenty, Blood n tears up n the rest 

Skunk n cess
While others spunk n mess
fucking wreck
Chase a cheque
Make that bet
go, go Feel it

All 
Kiss that ho
J let go
Feel it 

hyde park
Break that bone
donny claims don’t feel it

Break that bone
i know that he feel it

Its all one lovee way up an I Marley em
Smoke em up on live, tell my brothers i Carly em
Hardly more like three leathers n a Harley
Jacket, shoes gloves, No warfare Charlie

Cut out the gear, all noise, need Arcadia
feedback on this loop, fuck im off in mania
For I made my maker, wear The doubters Skin upon my face and bare the sins of what im made of yeah

oneluv

one luv

Stepping down a Hyde Park alleyway
tracing gaps between broken bottles of Alize
Crushed Stella’s line the sides among
Torn open baggies, see abandoned shoes hung

Off of wires, branching to decrepit houses 
Inhabiting the students or thenewly wed spouses
A couple 20 smths yet to grow up 
Reliving uni life so don’t have to own up

To being out of the time
Act out of line
Few years past they’re prime
On mics by decks tryna rhyme
But can’t scrape a dime
With bookings, the lemons
Sour like limes
Actin aint catching onto signs

Down brude when addiction rises from slumber
Bellin Jude at 2 they stacked wood, n lumber,
Jackin it aint good enough so need a body to sleep
Stroke for a few, get her on her knees, done the deed
man its over

As quick as it started
She blames on her looks, blame it on he’s clattered
Now she putting on her skirt as he’s pulling up the sheets
Now she’s storming out he door, he’s sound asleep 

Swiftly leaves to join back with her mates her
Vibrator looking keen in her drawer for later
They laughing and partin down the middle of the street
 red seas of wine, every night it seems

And each rise of the moon I split from my seams
Same shoes, ripped shirt and them polar jeans
Replay the days like im stuck on a level
Turning up the bezel, cog in the wheel not special 

Try to escape it with liquor and the sex
drinking it the most, stroking it the best
pushing life limits, no cheating the test
Tho despite it seems 100, my head scrambles in mess

Skunk n cess bit of doom fills this head
spark of a spliff, sanity plays it dead
Lot upon my mind it would seem
But I swear this shits fucking empty, nothing to be seen

better off dead
Kill voices in head
dome filled with lead
By 21 like im the best 
I aint passing the test
You not impressed
Well let me kill myself well see if im really feeling bless 

I don’t think that im depressed
Serotonin with each grab of a breast
Zone in with A cheque
But in a moment I aint feeling it the best
More potent, way worse than the best, lest,
 eel there’s a hole in my chest

All the pills and powder aint filling this cavity
Not a crown for a king could satisfy majesty
Maybe for a second but then again its out of reach
no happiness or reality it seems

Groundhog Day, loathing in vegas
Except Im fully sober, don’t think I can make this
im acting complacent in a place that’s adjacent
To hell for me, plead to be run down on the pavement 

Screaming oh lord, jah pls come n save us
Bathe us, like the church, safe fucking haven
devil in my ear telling me to call it quits,
He aint talking Nic, he mean head splits

I can sense there’s a light an end and a tunnel
But feel like lamb to slaughter guided and funnelled
Ive come to a junction but one exits closed off
So take me to the chamber, strip all my clothes off

Pls give me a sign before the end of the tape 
Cus the ropes tied im done for today
And anyway and everyday, let my body lay
Tried all the rest need a escape from this place 

Drink dark and heavy like my mind is at night
Sip the charcoal of rum n coke when my problems arise 
Ping for a 35 will do for the night
Ring for a lady, she might last for the night

Ponder problems pon this rabbits head
Chase liquor, powdy, and pussy in steady
like i won’t live up tomorrow
brown up my liver bury up my sorrow

alleyway

My Name Is Skepta ( with Skepta & Wiley )

Black Lodge is a global collective of producers and rappers united by a shared passion for crafting dusty, sample-based boom bap. Drawing inspiration from the golden era of hip-hop, we blend raw, gritty beats with sharp lyricism, creating a sound that resonates with both classic heads and modern listeners. Our music is a journey through the vinyl crates, where every crackle and hiss tells a story. Join us as we push the boundaries of boom bap, one track at a time.

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https://soundcloud.com/skella-tore
@z-killgrave AKA @lord-dredstorm
@thomas_bergheim
@acidvcs
@deeptrunk79
@fat-kneel
@tre_vega

A rising rapper from south-east London, Raiza is one of the most promising talents in the UK’s underground hip-hop scene.  He first broke through with the EP ‘Limbo,’ featuring the single ‘Way Back,’ which received extensive airplay from BBC.  With the follow up EP ‘Mind Trip,’ he has officially announced his arrival.  ‘Mind Trip’ is a three part release, influenced by everything from grime and trap to soul and R&B.  Raiza continues to grow as a performer, producer, and writer with every new release.  Expect to hear much more of him in 2023 and beyond.

Press play....... these beats are only for listening 
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Producer/Beatmaker and original member of Bay Root Productions established in 1996. One-half of the Production team for Monks in the Trunk. Welcome to my sound auditorium of oddities & essentials from the past, present & future. bayroot.com - For production and licensing inquires contact elevatedmantis@gmail.com

part time rapper part time producer full time retard

Jonesy / Bx2
UK Artist, Leeds, Hyde Park
Bx2.co.uk

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