Thiago

prophets (feat. NA$TY) [prod. naE kaijū]

Rapping in a future in which rhymes are illegal.

Bars from the past (Feat. Verbal Atlas)

@purpan

then it all goes downhill 
it all goes 

the night turns as my eyes burn 
staring at a screen, tryna type words 
you might've heard of me 
the ill-equipped author, sip coffee 
still coughing regardless the pills popping 

i'm bill cosby circa 1990 
might seem kindly, probably find me 
giving fatherly advices to the youngin's 
in the same room that i just piped your mother in 
when my hair's white, she'll use this to get her money with 

funny chick, you know i like my girls sarcastic 
humor's always slapstick 
she runs my mind so much could do laps with 
turn a park into my world like jurassic 
bite your head off 

the mic is dead raw, short-circuited 
dead battery running 8-figure circuits, breaking limbs with endurance hits 
i've been a nervous kid learning i couldn't trust none 
these demons aren't the only ones i run from, angels too 

like holy shit show me what that halo do 
still stuck in 2004, playing Halo 2 
damaging players like my name's Jeru 
i'll pay my dues after saving you another game i lose 

well, i got to used to the winning streak 
tripped, now there aren't shoes that'll fit my feet 
pitiful like mister t 
air's cold, she's passing me a swisher sweet 

but i don't smoke honey honey, na na 
keep it clear, i don't smoke nothing 
pass

downhill ∞ purpan.

@mattjamonit

kicking it back, my feet up, bringing it back when we could 
spit it like asthma breathers, lord, the pastor preacher 
type of rapping features, man you have to hear the humbleness 
funk with us, junk to munch, we all that and bag of Cheetos 

you got flow, but can’t open like an Aquafina 
im unknown but will roam when I pack arenas 
have em like jazz clubs, uh, snapping fingers 
first class, but a pack a peanuts what I have for dinner 

simple life living, I’m thinking of kite drifting 
next to this flight gripping the mic as a hang glider 
i’ll take you higher, bem alto 
my benz car go flying in dreams with stars, SOL 

FAr-gone, refer to ME as REI with the bars DO 
musical theory, we moving as slow as escargot 
retardo, popping like it's staccato, smoother than a legato 
composition better listen up when Thiag flow 

coastin' from the east to west 
with that wu tang style where the cream is fresh 
we let them know that we seek the best 
most want to dive in the coasts, but they scared to let they feet get wet, we just 

coastin' from the east to west 
sounding like Digable Planets when we complete the set 
we let them know that we seek the best 
most want to dive in the coasts, but they scared to let they feet get wet 

we just coastin' 
holding a lotus like padma 
choosing my own path, not doing what others ask to 
blindly, simpler things are more divine to me 
coffee on the coast like ivory 

i want to die lively 
want to see things not normal eyes can see 
part the sea, turn it to a winery 
from 95 to wherever i may be later 
don't play me hater 
i catch you jocking like ac slater 

i been lazy, whatever, they better pay me greater 
before i put em on blast like space invaders 
but i never been one for war, more of a ace of spaders 
and if we ain't got a table, pass me nes or sega 

what i am trying to say is, we always got options 
and the best situation's when you got none 
cus that's when you improv, adapt to the gift god 
gave you, the present enables us to forever be 

coastin' from the east to west 
with that wu tang style where the cream is fresh 
we let them know that we seek the best 
most want to dive in the coasts, but they scared to let they feet get wet, we just 

coastin' from the east to west 
sounding like Digable Planets when we complete the set 
we let them know that we seek the best 
most want to dive in the coasts, but they scared to let they feet get wet 

we just coastin

coastin' ∞ JamOnIt

@zeytah

i woke up feeling happier, no longer sappy or sad because 
i'm stuck doing stuff I don't wanna, and that's because 
we all follow paths that we believe is gonna 
lead to success, but we don't know nothing 

struggling, motherf- accustomed to suffering 
working most the day, still hustling to get enough in 
function as a cog in the machine, forced to follow the regime 
given ends, no time to ponder on the means 

go to college for degrees, marry model on the beach 
or just the best that I can get as long she's flowering my seed 
jeez, a sinking debt a big, lovely house 
a picket fence kids'll run around 

that's the dream, ain't it? check the scene, frame it 
well, this shit is not for me, scotty, get the beam, aim it 
and up I go, see this what I know 
two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and this the one I chose

paths ∞ zeytah

Underbutt [prod. robert cashman]

Hold The Cream [prod. Mittens]

itachi // swordsharp [prod. knghts]

@babe

i done lost my mind, can you tell? can you tell?
don’t mind me, walk on by, with ya self, with ya self
they fly along the skies, but we fell, but we fell
hell lives in our eyes we need help, we need help

mayday mayday mayday lord our ship has sunk
ya dranking dranking dranking need me a pick me up
ya thanking thanking thanking what if we could uhhh
call truce, set sail, call truce, set sail

oh great how lovely
you wanna handshake?
nah don’t touch me
tryna rub off with my luck streak
i don’t think ya ever met somebody this hungry

right about now ya looking like lunchmeat
shark on the prowl, ya cooking up guppies
still we been running since the hub got rusty
got the whole whip bein pulled by huskies

my environment
blood as cold as the climate
no more soul in my body
tug and pull, you won’t find it
i'm sorry

condolences for ya fam
the devil won’t hold no hands
i should know, been there and back
it’s very lax 
you get used to it
now look here

i done lost my mind, can you tell? can you tell?
don’t mind me, walk on by, with ya self, with ya self
they fly along the skies, but we fell, but we fell
hell lives in our eyes we need help, we need help

mayday mayday mayday lord our ship has sunk
ya dranking dranking dranking need me a pick me up
ya thanking thanking thanking what if we could uhhh
call truce, set sail, call truce, set sail

i been awake for 48 hours
don’t need much sleep for power
we feasting off these cowards

watch em
prey on the weak
yeah we pray with our feet
stomping on ya sacred grounds
better stay in ya seat

shiet

i been awake for 48 hours
don’t need much sleep for power
we feasting off these cowards

watch em
prey on the weak
yeah we pray with our feet
stomping on ya sacred grounds
better stay in ya seat

lost ya mind
ya lost ya mind huh?
lost ya mind
ya lost ya mind huh?
lost ya mind
ya lost ya mind huh?
lost ya mind

mayday [prod. by babe]

Off the Jump

Intro 2 // letsruntrack.

just threw this together. very minimal mixing and effects...but i think it sounds fresh. much love to @mt_fujitive

jazz remix: https://soundcloud.com/buuda/hujili-aladdin-buuda-remix

lyrics:
hujili

You and me,
We don't work the same hours 
i flourish from the flowers
you just purchase eddie bauer
truthfully 
you’re messing with hercules  
 purging all my power
unto thee 
if you’re a
burden to my people
people
yo

if you're
disturbing me hourly 
you aint cut for my cavalry 
and
you 
cowards 
can’t  battle me
an impalpable
malady 
as i float 
around the map
and expose 
of your fallacies 
if explosive 
enough
i might dispose
of all your galaxy 
so quick 
oh shit 
another 
verse from that hujili 
and he steady smoking
not really a schtick 
but they still feeling me 
i guess I’m potent 
afraid of abysses 
first and foremost 
but my visions 
tell me more 
than 
anyone before I’ve that interacted 
with
image is the core 
reason 
for too many rap kids 
these poor fools and their silly reenactments 
listen this means 
more to me
than anything 
you have bitch 
morbidly 
and menacing 
i guess that I’ve had it 
no one  here
defending me 
cause everybody's passed it 
enemies 
amassing 
fuck it man 
I’ve had it
I’ve tried to hop on happy thoughts 
like  alladin but my bars are the carpet 
and genie isnt magic
hard to fathom 
that my path is lit 
i mean my wallets 
so lacking 
but raps so
spectacular 
whatever you call it
yo I’m blessed wit vernacular

word
straight facts 
live in a system 
fulla fascists 
no take backs 
homie 
what you say  has
consequences 
i foster lessons 
knock you on the noggin 
lyrical weapons 
not effective
physically 
but far more accurate 
ha 
i know they get the message straight
doesn’t matter if its 
not 
what you happened to believe in 
cause its adequate
ugh 
i know my flow can seem a little scatterbrained 
chatter box 
channel energy 
and thoughts 
like 
atom bomb 
and
animosity 
ugh
hand on my bong 
its astonishing 
 I’ve lasted this long
end of the song 
like lobotomy 
the front is now gone
filet mignon 
les filles mignognnes 
come get it on 
feel my riposte
if you come at with a box
cutter 
thats word to hot fuzz 
im a dog lover 
also a pot puffer
and 
and if you not one
well
then nice,
i guess you just not on drugs
right?
 

enemies 
amassing 
my entity's  
contracting in 
a ten feet stream 
of hennessy 
because we baskin in 
Our dope feats that's neat
Ya we rad and shit 

aladdin (prod. by mt. fujitive)

@hujili

Produced & Mixed by Buuda
Mastered by Zubbi

Artwork by Faryn Hughes
Edited by Gazpacho 

<a href='https://theartistunion.com/tracks/b55696'>Download for free on The Artist Union</a>

Those Who Lurk Feat. hujili

first track from my upcoming project "who really?"
please go follow the homie @austin-jaye

p.s. i turned 19 last week but wrote this many months ago. please excuse the inaccuracy :-)

lyrix:
Hennessy 
Fuck the common folk,
Ugh 
Homies let the commas roll, 
Puff the chronic smoke 
Til I'm caught up in the catacombs, 

Under a residential block
as we passing homes 
Gathering elemental Mana 
Now I’m blasting Foes
I’m back resurrect my ass 
thru that rag and bone 
guerilla warfare 
morphing all their 
data flows 

yeah

and i got a magic cloak 
of course 
poof
motherfuckers
y’all a tad bit close 
to the morgue 

here to torture the status quo 

fuck the norms 
stay informed 
on these many wack jokes 

turn em to pork 
bring a fork 
cause there's plenty and more 
ugh

henny with the s’mores
now I’m sick to my stomach 
using barely any force ,
 I’m tearing up these courts 
cause these mana pools endless 
plus i brought tools to wreck shit 

yung edison 
reminiscing 
on my nemesis 

back in my apprenticeship
was lacking all essential shit

if everything is relative 
my skills are now a level 6,

assuming 5 is the level cap 
get me kid?

doing time 
for
malevolence 
i never did 
back in junior high 
used to settle shit 
with several hits

now i use rhymes
to convey 
devilishness 
used to pedal piff with the
intentions of a business 
found a metal mic and reinvested 
in my kismet,
ugh
this is the best 
for me 
im a still a kid yes 
almost 19
so
life's soon to be a big test 
im
 off to space 
i aint cut out 
for this distress 

simply a pest
when you put us in perspective
it
hit me in the chest 
during this one blunt session
that

In the Cosmos life is so grand -
Scattered stardust falls in my hands
Thru the pot smoke 
my
eyes on the planets 
Got no time 
For 
Your price or your pamphlets

In the Cosmos life is so grand -
Scattered stardust falls in my hands
Thru the pot smoke 
my
eyes on the planets 
i pay no mind 
For 
the kind i abandoned 

ima
A Mage type 
Built more like 
A
Mastodon 
I'll take flight 
 and
Be 
Adored like an astronaut  
Now
Lift off,
Here's to hoping I don't 
crash tonight 
And If i do 
Hope I blew like an atom bomb 
I'm 
catastrophic 
Abominable 
And pissed off 
Flip em off 
Moon walking 
In my flip flops 
Astronomical 
The chronicles
Of hip-hop 
Another bottle full 
Some cola mixed with six shots 
And to be honest 
Officer 
We're a bit lost 
I'm 
ReEvaluating 
I think 
I'd like to make it 
On the top 
So im 
ReCalculating

to the summit of the alps 

Or just some other mountain 
Cause  in space 
You know 
Nothing is found or 
Even counted 
Impalpable 
Words bleed 
From the gums 
Of my mouth 
Now 
Everybody 
 tongue tied 
MCs in a drought 
And they sundried 
Unwise 
Powder 
In the gun flies 
Out
Like lighting from the clouds 
Faster than the speed of sound 
And it's likely unannounced 
so I’m out 



Yo 
In the Cosmos life is so grand 
Scattered stardust falls in my hands
Thru the potsmoke eyes on the planets 
(Got no time for 
The kind I abandoned 

In the Cosmos life is so grand 
Scattered stardust falls in my hands
Thru the pot smoke 
my
eyes on the planets 
Got no time 
For 
Your price or your pamphlets

ugh 

My verses dont concern you 
And 
Your church shouldn't concern me 

So
Fuck all the sermons 
You be 
Shoving down my throat 
Like vermin 
For a feline 
The perpetrators know 
That we weak and we blind 
And will hail to a pope 

we'll never feel fine 
So we have to have some hope 
So
Why 
Not pay a fine? 

That's a mathematical joke 
If everybody 
 believes 
And everybody 
concedes 
Then we going 
to the dark ages 

Phase shift 
I need to spark less 
lethargic and aimless 

Don't know any A list 
Who the fuck is famous 
ugh
this is for 
anyone who struggled with a lisp 
or fumbles all the time when he tries to get with chicks 
yo
i be there
i do that 
 throw up a fist 
not been there
and done that 
cause I’m a bitch 
And 
I feel you mothafuckas 
I stay nerdy as shit 
My verbiage is 
A testament 
To this 

cosmoz (prod. austin jaye)

Hello! If you like my song please like & repost it so more people can listen and enjoy it too!

Hey guys it's been a while but I'm back to making more music. I've been so caught up with work lately that I've been feeling like batman you know because well no body knows at my job that I rap and since I prefer to keep my private life uhhh private its been hard keeping my alter ego a secret. So I wrote about how it feels to be a worker during the day and an aspiring rapper at night.  Enjoy guys welcome to #TevTuesdays Vol. 2 

Feat. @lilmo2407

Prod. By AccentBeats

Lyrics:
[Hook]
Bruce Wayne x3
When my day job is done
Through the night I just swing
Bringing justice to the music 
With the vocals that I bring
I’m the man behind the mask 
So they wanna know my name
x2

[Verse 1][Tevin]
See we don't know from where he came 
He just appears to disappear
Until he's needed again
Always saving the day
Mostly active at night
He don't fuck with no jokers
Takes em out on sight
Always busy with this job
Cant wait till the night time 
So i can suit up 
Hit the stage and spit a tight rhyme
Two different lifestyles
One with the mic
And the other saving lives how
Do he balance that now
Nobody knows how well i can flow
When it's day time like yall i wear regular clothes
But when the sky gets dark I become well you know
The man every rapper fears 
vigilante hero woah

[Hook]
Bruce Wayne x3
When my day job is done
Through the night I just swing
Bringing justice to the music 
With the vocals that I bring
I’m the man behind the mask 
So they wanna know my name
X2

[Verse 2][Mowgli]
Look Bruce Wayne the whole crew swing
We be sliding under aliases tryna hide our name
On the late night with some mayhem 
Undercover underplayed
Every step I gotta dodge I feel like I’m in Thunder Planes
Hunger Games aint no change 
I got these villains scheming
Jokers in my comment box
And Harley quinn's up in my Dms
I aint read them I aint see em
Batmobile em bitch I’m leaving 
I ain't got no time for them
Know I got problems need defeated
Ooooh
Put the light up in the sky
I be there no hesitation 
With some fight up in my eyes
Tell me where my people now
Where my Robin need a pal
Where my freaky lady 
With the body like Selina Kyle

[Verse 3][Tevin]
Yeah They wanna know how I do it
How I keep it fluid 
water with the movement 
Listeners  in trouble 
Switch the bad sounds to my music 
I could save your day 
Just press play 
For me to prove it
Cause I aint like these other guys
It's different when I verbalize 
To tell the truth they spitting lies
Then when you catch em in the act
They start to act all victimized
I can never stand it 
It why I’m out here in the night 
Fighting all these bandits
That try to steal your bandwidth 
Lines about xans with 
something something bands bitch
Fuck they even saying I don't ever understand it
So ima save the game when the sun goes below 
And have them reprimanded

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Bruce Wayne (ft. Mowgli)[Free Download]

Produced by @marcvincent

Featuring Marc Vincent

Recorded, Mixed, & Mastered by @onesonclangalias

Original Artwork by Saiman Chow, check out his website here:
https://saimanchow.com/

Graphic Design by @shanelydon

Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y0EaSaPgswg&feature=youtu.be

Download: https://doublethinkersofficial.bandcamp.com/track/real-dogs-ft-marc-vincent-yung-leaky-gut

PRI$MS out September 9th.

Hold The Cream [prod. Mittens]

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