Let Her

Let Her - ItsFlare (Prod. Monger)

444 (Prod. YUNGMEXICANBIH)

New Year FREESTYLE (Prod. Cxcainebeats)

Good Day (Prod. Hypnotize)

A death in the snow would be beautiful (Prod. SOLODOLORYSKI)

відеокліп:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p0gcus7D0a8

на інших платформах:
https://dakayak.fanlink.tv/pomer-divan

текст треку:
https://genius.com/Dakayak-pomer-dyvan-lyrics

Produced, mixed & mastered by @gasollindo
Cover https://www.instagram.com/s.marhel/

Single

Помер Диван

Помер Диван (prod. GA5LO)

відеокліп:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=47A2JIT0XZQ

на інших платформах:
https://dakayak.fanlink.tv/mamo-ne-krichi

текст треку:
https://genius.com/Dakayak-mamo-ne-krychy-lyrics

Produced, mixed & mastered by @gasollindo
Cover https://www.instagram.com/rabchevskyiserhii/

Мамо Не Кричи

Мамо Не Кричи (prod. GA5LO)

NA MAX NA MAX (FREESTYLE) [ONE TAKE] Prod. Suki

NA MAX (FREESTYLE) [ONE TAKE] Prod. Suki

FEEL SUM (Prod. bbmonsterdd)

BLB ! (prod.tiresssundertattedclub)

his track is about speed, hustle and loyalty to your roots. I’m giving out swag, moving fast, headphones on every day, writing lines when the city goes dark. You hear my rhymes, but you don’t know where I’m from. I move with my people, we’re always together, never alone. Estonia is my home, my sound is from here, and I’ll never give up on where I come from. Heavy bass, aggressive flow, energy for the streets and late nights.

August

On Street

"You're Fired!"
Written by Robert Kroeger

Yeah… yeah… uh…
Check the clipboard, check the badge…
(uh-huh)
Door swingin’… security standin’ there…
You already know what time it is…
Ha!

Y-Y-Y-YOU’RE FIRED!! (what?!)
YOU’RE FIRED!! (pack it up!)
Y-O-U-’R-E… F-I-R-E-D!!
(yeah!)

Y-Y-Y-YOU’RE FIRED!! (ha!)
Stamp on the file — YOU’RE FIRED!!
Coffee still warm but the badge expired — YOU’RE FIRED!!
Y-O-U-’R-E… F-I-R-E-D!! (gone!)

Two strikes… three strikes… four? — YOU’RE FIRED!!
Try explainin’ more? — YOU’RE FIRED!!
HR look bored, hit the door — YOU’RE FIRED!!
Y-O-U-’R-E… F-I-R-E-D!! (bye!)

Roll in late — tie twisted, hair look wild (damn)
Clock say eight, you slid in like nine-plus-a-mile (uh)
Microwavin’ fuckin fish! in the breakroom aisle (eww)
Whole floor fuckin' gaggin’ — boss just blinked a while…

Y-Y-Y-YOU’RE FIRED!! (ha!)

Left the freezer open, melted every pie (what?)
Printer jammed, you kicked the shit — now the sparks fly (idiot)
Customer ask real nice, you just hit ’em with a sigh
Manager heard that tone… yeah you know the fuck why

YOU’RE FIRED!!

Count it — one… two… three… strikes quick (tick)
Four excuses deep but the boss ain’t tricked (nah)
Five coffee breaks with a “be right back” flick (uh-huh)
Six snack wrappers piled like a fuckin' plastic brick

Y-O-U-’R-E… F-I-R-E-D!!

Used the forklift tryin’ donuts in the bay (skrrt)
Knocked the pallet tower, shit rained all day (BOOM)
Security cam replay — instant play
Boardroom shoutin’ what the fuck they always say…

Y-Y-Y-YOU’RE FIRED!!

Y-Y-Y-YOU’RE FIRED!! (pack it!)
Stapler flyin’ — YOU’RE FIRED!!
Keyboard cryin’ — YOU’RE FIRED!!
Y-O-U-’R-E… F-I-R-E-D!!

Two steps out the door — YOU’RE FIRED!!
Card don’t work no more — YOU’RE FIRED!!
Clean your desk, that’s the score — YOU’RE FIRED!!
Y-O-U-’R-E… F-I-R-E-D!!

All outta sick days but you still “can’t breathe” (mm-hmm)
Posted beach pics same hour you leave (whoops)
HR screenshot — boss roll up they sleeve(damn!)

YOU’RE FIRED!!

Caught you with the boss’ daughter by the stairwell rail (ohhh)
Tryna whisper sweet while the cameras trail (damn!!!)
Elevator ding — daddy see the tale(i'm cooked.)
 
Y-Y-Y-YOU’RE FIRED!!

That “drink” on your lunch break — you swear it’s tea (right…)
But the scent say otherwise instantly (uh-oh)
Supervisor sniff once… twice… three

YOU’RE FIRED!!

Busted in the company Aston-M late night spin (skrrrt)
Leather seat smell like a wild weekend sin (nah- nahhh)
Mileage jumped like a casino win(stacks)(oops!)

Y-O-U-’R-E… F-I-R-E-D!!

Y-Y-Y-YOU’RE FIRED!! (ha!)
Badge don’t scan — YOU’RE FIRED!!
Security wave that hand — YOU’RE FIRED!!
Y-O-U-’R-E… F-I-R-E-D!!

From the cubicle lane to the factory gate — YOU’RE FIRED!!
Too many chances, now it’s too late — YOU’RE FIRED!!
Pack that box, don’t argue the fate —

Y-O-U-’R-E… F-I-R-E-D!!

Yeah… (ha!)
Next shift start tomorrow… not for you though…
Door swing… badge clipped…
Y-Y-Y-YOU’RE FIRED!! (get out!) 

You're Fired! feat Pulse2x

“Hungry in Cleveland”
Written by Robert Kroeger

Yeah… yeah…
Turn me up… turn me up… (uh-huh)
From the lake wind to the nosebleeds…
You feel that chill? That hunger?
Yeah… we still starvin’ out here…

I’m hungry in Cleveland!
I need somethin’, gimme somethin’ to eat! (eat!)
Years of that drought had the whole city weak (sheesh!)
But we bite back now—Dawg Mood in the streets! (woof!)

I’m hungry in Cleveland!
I need somethin’, gimme somethin’ to eat! (eat!)
Who got the hunger bigger than me?
Who want the crown? Say it—who wanna see? (who?!)

They used to say the Land couldn’t land nothin’ sweet
Just heartbreak parades marchin’ down East 9th Street
Scoreboards read pain, banners lookin’ discreet
Hope thin as the ice when the lake wind sneak

Then Bron came home like a king with a thesis
Said “this for the city,” every play had a meaning
Kyrie carved angles—geometry genius
Step-back dagger had the whole world leanin’

2016… yeah we all remember
June thunderstorm, but the trophy was the weather
With K-Love lockin’ clamps like a vault in December
Shump with the hustle threads stitchin’ it together

J.R. heat-check—flames off the meter
TT board work, glass cleaner, street sweeper
Whole squad grindin’, every role a procedure
Now tell me… what a ring taste like when you’re Cleveland?

(Man… everything…)

I’m hungry in Cleveland!
I need somethin’, gimme somethin’ to eat! (eat!)
We tasted one bite but the plate ain’t complete (nah!)
Dawg Pound barkin’ with the rhythm and the beat! (woof!)

I’m hungry in Cleveland!
I need somethin’, gimme somethin’ to eat! (eat!)
Who got the hunger bigger than me?
Who want the crown? Say it—who wanna see? (who?!)

Now the web gettin’ spun in the Rocket arena
S-P-I-D-A — yeah the hunter got a heater
Cross lanes quicker than a rumor through Medina
Fourth quarter killer, ice runnin’ through the freezer

And beside him… The Beard with the wizardry passes
Threadin’ needles through defenders like a tailor with glasses
Pick-and-roll science turn the court into classes
Ask the league what happens when the Land raises banners

Mobley movin’ like a shadow with a halo of reach
JA patrol the paint like a lighthouse at sea
Sam the Man splash—ink drippin’ from three
Tyson with the burst like a spark in debris

Tell me—who want smoke in the final minute?
Two closers cookin’, every dial on finish
Mitchell slash quick, Harden calm with the physics
Check the scoreboard… tell me who really did it?

(Yeah… you know…)

[Bridge – Crowd Chant]
Dawg Pound! (woof!)
Dawg Mood! (woof!)
Lake Erie chill but the city stay rude!

Dawg Pound! (woof!)
Dawg Mood! (woof!)
Tell the league bring the crown—what it do?!

See the Land don’t quit, that’s the code in the pavement
Rust Belt muscle with a champion’s patience
We laugh through the scars, keep the hope in rotation
Every banner dream start with hunger and faith, man

So what you gon’ do when the clock hit four?
When the ball in Spida hands and the Beard want more?
When Mobley stretch sky and Allen guard the floor?
When the city start chantin’—“bring the trophy ashore!”

I’m hungry in Cleveland!
I need somethin’, gimme somethin’ to eat! (eat!)
The Land still grindin’, heart on repeat (repeat!)
One ring tasted good—now we want a whole feast!

I’m hungry in Cleveland!
I need somethin’, gimme somethin’ to eat! (eat!)
Tell the league step up, who brave enough to meet?
Dawg Pound barkin’ from the lake to the streets!

Yeah…
For the city that waited…
For the fans that stayed…
For the Land…

You still hungry?

(…then let’s eat.)

Hungry In Cleveland feat Pulse2x

"Bring Em In"
Written by Robert Kroeger

Bring em in—let em out! (Ayy!)
Bring em in—let em out! (Yeah! Yeah!)
We goin’ in, they goin’ out! (Out!)
Step too close? Lights dim—lights out! (Boom!)
Bring em in—let em out! (What?!)
Bring em in—let em out! (Let’s go!)
We goin’ in, they goin’ out! (Skrrt!)
Knockin’ at the door—you betta’ let me in, you down on the floor! (Brrrah!)

(Yeah!)
Feel the pulse… feel the pulse… (Uh!)
Bring ’em in—let ’em out! (Ayy!)

Kick the hinges off—who said stop? I ain’t hear that! (Nah!)
Step in the fuckin' room—every head turn—yeah I steer that! (Facts!)
Who wanna test? Who wanna flex? Who got the nerve? (Huh?)
Look at they eyes—nervous twitch—bitch they lookin’ disturbed! (Heh!)

B-b-back the fuck up—hold up—did you forget who arrived? (Who?)
Sharp with the bars like a blade when shit slide (Shh!)
Say they kings? Man them thrones been lied (Cap!)
I rewrite the rulebook every time I decide (Let’s go!)

Don’t blink—don’t slip—I’m watchin’ every detail (Uh!)
Step wrong—get checked—quick like a email (Pow!)
Ask yourself: “Can you keep up?” (Can you?)
Ask yourself: “Do you breathe tough?” (Huh?)

Shit talk slick—yeah the swagger contagious (Woo!)
I been runnin’ the play while you stuck on shit basics (Damn!)
Flip the phrase—twist the script—make the crowd go—
“Wait—did he just—?” yeah bitch I did though! (Ha!)

What you thought? What you heard? Who told you that? (Who?)
Say it to my face—see if you can hold the map (Nah!)
Treasure chest bars—dig deep—golden fuckin' rap (Facts!)
I don’t lose—WE don’t lose—b-b-bitch note that! (Yeah!)

HOOK

(Feel the pulse… feel the pulse…)
Bring em in—let em out! (Uh!)

O-o-oh you mad now? I see that shit in ya grin (Heh!)
Actin’ like you run shit but the act paper-thin (Facts!)
Ask again—who run it? who done it? who steady comes with the win? (Who?)
Kick that door—boom!—now the pressure rush in! (Woo!)

I’m too sharp—too slick—too quick with the spit (Ayy!)
Every line double meaning—make ‘em trip on the hit (Damn!)
You talk big—big talk—big bark no bite (Nah!)
I bring storm in a sentence every time that I write! (Pow!)

Listen up—sit down—watch how it’s done (Watch!)
Don’t blink when the whole damn room start to run (Run!)
From the heat—from the beat—from the beast in the booth (Grr!)
Every syllable snap like a truth in the tooth (Crack!)

Say less—do more—that’s the code I keep (Yeah!)
Every bar step heavy like a boot in the street (Boom!)
Who you know keep it clever while talkin’ that shit? (Who?)
Flip the insult twice—now the punchline hit! (Ha!)

B-b-bet you thought I’d slow down? Bitch I accelerate (Skrrt!)
Push the limit every minute—watch the fuckin' pressure break (Break!)
You wanna step in the ring? you ready for the stake? (Huh?)
Or you fold when the moment make the fake hearts shake? (Tell me!)

I don’t lose—WE don’t lose—bitch memorize that (Facts!)
Every rival fade quick when the fire ignite that (Woo!)
Door knock echo—whole world recognize that—
“Who there?” — me, motherfucker, yeah the titan’s right back! (Let’s go!)

HOOK

Uh—who want smoke? who want proof? (Tell me!)
Who want truth when it jump out the booth? (Yeah!)
Feel it knock—feel it rock—feel the room shake loose (Uh!)
Pulse in your chest when the bass cut through (Boom!)

Feel the pulse… (yeah…)
Feel the pulse… (yeah…)
Now ask yourself—
Who really run this shit when I step in the room? (P-p-pulse!)

Bring em in… (Ayy…)
Let em out… (Yeah…)
We goin’ in—

Bring Em In feat Pulse2x

Davv-O $tacks - Industry Bitch
Raw, disrespectful, and straight toxic energy. Industry Bitch is a hard-hitting trap record with aggressive bars, reckless attitude, and zero filter. Built for late-night speakers, demon timing, and anybody who likes their music bold, chaotic, and unapologetic.

Produced by OTM
Stream more from Davv-O $tacks / YoursTrulyDOS: https://soundcloud.com/yourstrulydos/

Industry Bitch

Run it up!! this one was fun to make with the little effects

Arc (prod. gregOOse)

Socials :

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Kayron B, whose real name is (Antun Belović) is a 16 year oldreal but mostly a raw style rapper and music artist. He mostly talks about his own struggles in the songs, known for turning pain into art. He started making music for a escape and just because he always dreamed of being a rapper, he never let anyone doubt his worth or talent, he keept going even when he felt like nothing was working. The struggle he once mentioned was: that he can't think like a person meaning his thoughts are severly blocked and spends up most time being paralyzed with his mind that never says something. But instead he's turning it into something beautiful: turning every moment into piece of a art. Showing that even when everything bad is happenning, you can turn it into a real track or any other piece of art.

Kayron B has always felt different than most people like he doesn't fit in and just feels different deep down. 

- DIFFERENT FAMILY, aka. Kayroner The Only Oner

all socials @kayronbmusic expect tiktok @kayronbmusic_


Introducing Davv-O $tacks, the Suburbs Rocker with a Yankee spirit hailing from the Zoo. Known for his eclectic blend of Drill music and New Wave Pop/Rock, Davv-O delivers great vibes and tunes that resonate with listeners far and wide.

With a purpose to paint vivid pictures through his music, Davv-O $tacks transcends stereotypes, aiming to explore various genres beyond the realms of guns and violence. As an artist, he embodies authenticity and a desire to address diverse aspects of life that resonate with young black males like himself.

For bookings and business inquiries, reach out to OfficialYoursTrulyDOS@gmail.com. Join Davv-O $tacks on his journey as he continues to captivate audiences with his unique sound and unwavering commitment to artistic expression.

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Instagram (follow me) : @itsflare

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&
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