Sean

Written By: "Slightly Stoopid-
 (Kyle McDonald BMI/ Miles Doughty BMI/ Ryan Moran ASCAP/Oguer Ocon BMI)"

Chronchitis

No Cocaine

Southsiders Remix - Atmosphere featuring Haphduzn, Nazeem, Mike The
Martyr, Mally, Prof, I.B.E., Musab, and Sep Seven.

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Along with some of my southsider friends, we made a remix for the title track from our forthcoming album "southsiders".
The original version of this song will be on the southsiders album which will be available May 6th.
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Southsiders Remix Feat. Haphduzn, Nazeem, Mike The Martyr, Mally, Prof, I.B.E., Musab, and Sep Seven

Input - Pictureface

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Stophouse - Recession Music - 10 A Month from Now

"In Your Eyes" the New song by Tribal Seeds.

In Your Eyes

𝗙𝗥𝗘𝗘 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝗇𝗈𝗇-𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝗎𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗐/ 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖻𝗎𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇

◖⬸ ⤑ ♢ ⬸ ⤑ ◠ ⬸ ⤑ 🎧 ⬸ ⤑ ◡ ⬸ ⤑ ♢ ⬸ ⤑◗

(SLUG)
I sit in the back of the chamber away from the strangers
Like I'm a big banger
Fuck your theories, clearly it's a myriad
Of weak characters, and second to last period
Put the asterisk by your name
With a footnote explaining the shattered glass frame
The gas came, the smile was afflicted
They called it fame, highly addictive

(MURS)
I graduated like a cylinder
My signature can't be recognized by you minuscule miniatures
Consummate con artists conning all you conformists
Pushing my penmanship, pinnacle performance
A peg leg, I profit through piracy
I still sell, indulge in the irony
And I will be the last man standing
Screaming, “Land, ho!” and sink your whole damn planet

(SLUG)
Give it up, give it here, I want full attention
Sharpen up the number two, time to start the testing
Sentences etched into the development
Confliction internal, at war with your skeleton

(MURS)
I got an airtight alibi, no holes in my story
Got some hood homies that can hold that for me
There's new ways to get high but all of that bore me
Don't wanna be strung out on coke when you're forty


{{ CHORUS }}

(MURS)
Swim together and drown separate
Do not let it be a night of eyes like x's
Do not let ? facilitate
Eyes like x's, tongues like figure eights

Stick together and die separate
Do not let it be a night of eyes like x's
Do not let it ? facilitate
Eyes like x's, tongues like figure eights


(MURS)
Here it is a big day for the little rhymers
Putting out a new record, all they do is criticize us
All up on the Internet, they analyze us then they doubt us
Can't they see these men are writers? All that do is energize us
Powered up, you sitting with that sour cup
Crying over spilled milk, mad cause your hour's up
It's our turn, better luck next time
Kicked yours, until then respect mine

(SLUG)
I'm a product of too many Minnesota winters
Go figure, they call me a go-getter
Had a fetish for putting letters together
Did it for the adventure cause we know better, there's no treasure
Just sex, drugs, rock and roll, and guns
And a visit to the dentist every twenty-four months
I'm never respected peaches or plums
That's why I speak to your face and keep my hand on your lunch

(MURS)
Boss up or bow down to big-timers
We down-low, dodging all you dickriders
You see me talking to a chick you know I'm trying to take her home
Cockblock my convo I'm cracking your camera phone

(SLUG)
Out hollering cause my tolerance is thin
I'm calling offense moves with my defense in
Gotta watch you fools with every open eye
Don't forget to watch them ones that try to hold you hot


{{ CHORUS }}

◖⬸ ⤑ ♢ ⬸ ⤑ ◡ ⬸ ⤑ 🙏🏼 ⬸ ⤑ ◠ ⬸ ⤑ ♢ ⬸ ⤑◗

🌟 Give It Intension 😤 𝘚𝘭𝘶𝘨 ⨯ 𝘔𝘶𝘳𝘴 ⨯ 𝘈𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘱 𝘙𝘰𝘤𝘬 ⨯ 𝘛𝘰𝘰𝘭 ␥ нυηкє мa̳ѕн ▵

There once was a ship that put to sea
The name of the ship was the Billy of Tea
The winds blew up, her bow dipped down
O blow, my bully boys, blow (Huh!)

Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguin' is done
We'll take our leave and go

She'd not been two weeks from shore
When down on her, a right whale bore
The captain called all hands and swore
He'd take that whale in tow (Huh!)

Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguin' is done
We'll take our leave and go

Da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da
Da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da

Before the boat had hit the water
The whale's tail came up and caught her
All hands to the side, harpooned and fought her
When she dived down low (Huh!)

Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguin' is done
We'll take our leave and go

No line was cut, no whale was freed
The Captain's mind was not of greed
But he belonged to the whaleman's creed
She took that ship in tow (Huh!)

Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguin' is done
We'll take our leave and go

For forty days, or even more
The line went slack, then tight once more
All boats were lost, there were only four
But still that whale did go (Huh!)

Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguin' is done
We'll take our leave and go

As far as I've heard, the fight's still on
The line's not cut and the whale's not gone
The Wellerman makes his regular call
To encourage the Captain, crew, and all (Huh!)

Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguin' is done
We'll take our leave and go
Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguin' is done
We'll take our leave and go


The Wellerman (Cover)

Keep it Bill Murray, everyone.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hTfu5Hy01Vk

Sweatshop Union - Bill Murray

Hip Hop has feelings too.  From the recently released album "Go" by Luck & Lana Kill The Computer, featuring Aesop Rock and Del The Funky Homosapien.

Beyond Ft. Aesop Rock & Del The Funky Homosapien

Atmosphere - Lucy Ford - 15 - Nothing But Sunshine

Fresh Air

It's weird what kind of honesty and emotion will come out of you if you just let your guard down and be in the moment with your thoughts. I didn't plan on writing a song that sounded like this, it's just what came out. I knew what I wanted to say, but it took me almost a year to write and piece it all together.
This was produced by a guy from Melbourne, Australia, named Brent McDonald, who I've never even met before. I instantly fell in love with the music and I knew that I had to write to it. It's crazy to think we collaborated from over 9000 miles away from each other.
The lyrics for this song were inspired by and popular Native American parable called Two Wolves. The theme and meaning of this story really stuck with me, especially in the current time we're living in.
The summarized version of the story goes like this:
We all have two wolves inside of us that are at constant war with each other.
One is evil - he is anger, envy, regret, greed, arrogance, guilt, resentment, lies, superiority, and ego.
One is good - he is joy, peace, love, hope, humility, kindness, empathy, generosity, truth, and compassion.
We are in control of which wolf wins the battle. The wolf that wins, is the wolf that we choose to feed.
This song is a bit of a departure for me. I wanted to try something different and thankfully I had the help of Dylan West to pull it out of me, and Corey Gerlach to help polish it up. One rainy day a few months ago, without much of a plan, Joe Hubers, Isaac Show, and I went out and shot this video. Isaac has spent the past week, frame by frame, doing all the drawing and animations in it.
Im proud of this song. I hope you enjoy it. 

Stoic

Matisyahu "Crossroads" (Acoustic) 
from the new "Spark Seeker: The Acoustic EP" - Available January 15, 2012

Matisyahu "Crossroads" (Acoustic) from "Spark Seeker: Acoustic Sessions"

Lyrics: 
Young man,
Having trouble,
Home,
Life is a double,
Faces,
The mirror stares at him
With eyes that tell him,
Begin,
A new life
Search and you’ll come to find.
No bags,
No time,
Just a heart and a hand to write
Down,
His soul’s thirst for water
In an endless desert sky.
The sun will rise,
Gotta make it through the night,
The sund will rise

Chorus

Off in a cold night,
Underneath the desert sky
My love came to me in a flash of bright
Headlights.
In the dark as I opened up my eyes
Hoping for a ride,
The I saw
Headlights.

Cold air 
Seeps, bights
Through his ripped up clothes
As he clutches a pocket
Knife
Visions in his mind of his mom and dad
Mourning his
Flight
His heart growns warm 
Knowing he’s got to go home
His heart grows warm


Headlights

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The Grouch & Eligh - All These Lights Ft. Pretty Lights

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