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MoneyStacks

Trash Beat

VORTIC FOOP

Walk with me

RIDEN WIDEM

Baby

Glorb Dust

Just making a quick playlist of the last few tracks I did.  Download a zip of all my League songs here: https://mega.nz/#!7FwSkA7b!2avShLF0irrmY4I_BxBOJfmmSBAbYqGgMFmkfoQb94o

It's the grandest grandmaster of lanes, smashing in brains
Gold overflows like capital gains
Irrational prey stand up get whacked in the face
You know I'm blowing out champs like classical games
or candles on cakes, no birthdays after tonight
You're losing the fight, bruised getting blue in the eyes
The Meteos style meteoric rise, I'm so live
I C9 other champs on the rift and five about to die
No lie, blink and you'll miss a play
Ruin your year like a zit on picture day
I can see you bleed, I can feel you frustrate
Deny you XP like an Acrobat update
Damn straight, I'm fast out the gate no equal
You're Jar Jar from the prequels
Purple people eater Jax lethal in turf war
Your best day you're the coolest toy in the nerf store

Ready for Battle
You'll never take down Jax
Bring it on
You'll never take down Jax
Who's next?
You'll never take down Jax
You'll never take down Jax
You'll never take down Jax

Rift Casey Jones, got five for fighting
Scored a hat trick with a quick leap strike shorthanded
The grandmaster's might like granite
Knuckle up, knucklepuck, watch the bad champs panic
Dynamic dude dropping damage
Lamppost in hand jump and slam landing blows on the disadvantaged
Ashram planned it, the paradigm shift
Terrified kids taking paralyzing hits
God of the rift, purple jesus pummel atheists
Grandmaster at arms you're fighting Dr Octavius
Force you out the XP radius
nonstop slaying fits, foes fall in bunches like Brady kids
Jaximus, thumbs up or down,
either way you finish on the ground
I'm the pound for pound greatest, known all around so famous
Never seen my face cause nobody can face this

Duelist extroaordinaire, team always thankful
Handicapped to keep it fair when I tangle
Sword wielding chicks on a spree get mangled
I'm safest in your face Fi, pawns cap at angles
Lanes get strangled, every champ stressed 
Plunge your own sword into your chest right through the vest
I know you're French 'cause you're fried and pressed
you might be bred for success but I can toast the best
I'm getting fed, I can see you got a stomach ache
Let Marie Antoinette eat cake
Hold up wait I meant drink pots, think happy thoughts
about next game when you might got a shot
but only if you ban me
I'm so hot Brand can't stand me
Shoulda had a plan B, hope you learned your lesson
Imagine if I had a real weapon

The Grandmaster

Rognvald returns with his third installment of The New Selecta series and things are starting to get lively!
Overall it’s much more breakneck affair than the previous two editions with four more offerings of drum fuelled future-old skool.

Kicking things off with ‘Hakon’, with it’s smoke-stained sample abuse and distorted urban atmospherics reminiscent of mid-noughties London squat parties, before sliding into the sexed up R’n’B grooves of ‘Foreshaddow’.
On the flip side, ‘Earldom Pollywax’ flexes rave euphoria against a platter of chopped amens and brooding reese basslines.
The EP closes with ‘Depot Drum’ featuring Morris Wotherspoon on vocal and Irish bodhrán drum duties, and is perhaps Richards darkest work to date with rhythms of doom summoning lysergic demons into the rave.

RIDEN WIDEM

King WEEZ

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