Single off The Panda Chronicles.

Available on itunes: https://itunes.apple.com/ca/album/the-panda-chronicles/id623423343

Song about graduating from chapters of life.

Graduation

Read In Black And White (feat. Alice Blue)

First single from my next album "Pandamonium".

Stay tuned/

Poppin Pussy

Throne feat. FIXXD

Produced by my homie from France: https://soundcloud.com/linkrust

Just some contemplations about my life...past and future.

Lyrics

Tryna figure, the figures I need to be bigger
Needin something more tangible, an animal thats thicker
Roll around Toronto with some Panda Stickers
Roll down to Tampa, got Amanda bitter
Tryna sell out, without selling out
Got me yelling out
Buy this shit, Chronicles, need me to spell it out?
But they won't, they want some 2chainz or asap
Cuz they don't really rock 2chainz, and ain't asap
I spray fast, to the next bus stop, but i ain't stoppin
Got my face knocked against the top, and I'm still knockin
Pink polos from the century, collars still be poppin
Tired as fuck, eyes wide shut, pills be droppin
Whats this need in me to build a legacy
Especially, when I'm still tryna find the remedy
I'm Martha Stewart  searching for the perfect recipeI
Its a balance of skill, finesse and destiny



I remember back in LA I was maybe eleven
Walkin home, buying slurpees from the 7/11
Little crips tryna fuck with me, send me to heaven
Fucked with my mind, and shrinks wonder why i got depression
My progression was hampered by their oppression
A little peer pressure got me smoking that resin
Ever since that day I decided to stop it with the questions
I felt like superman, never did listen to my lessons
Walkin down virgil, still a virgin
rackin my brain, meticulous like a surgeon
Flow like fish I be swimming with the sturgeon
underground rap star but soon i be emerging
They like to ask me if I'm certain
I'm as certain as a turban on a sikh man
I'm grindin to the top, pinnacle or the peak man
Your flow's weak, sounding like you got a leak man
Bangin these beats, all week, through to the weekend

It comes to love, final enemy got me on crutches
A lil grown up, got played by all the dutches
Got fucked up, lucked up by their alluring touches
So when I see a woman, thats nothing to fuck with
We, men are more vulnerable than the media play us
They portray us, greedy, lustful, and in vegas
looking for smth deeper, through shakespeare's pages
Like cleopatra, a beauty to trump all the ages
I met a girl when I was 15, she was a blessing
We were lovestruck, wasn't the money or the chequing
Wasn't the clothes it was the problems that were pressing
She let me go but said she loved me, left my ass guessing
But now I'd good, I'm feel in like I'm on another level
I can escape to some music, I'm dancing and I revel
Dancing with the devil, I think they are actually several
Leave a legacy on airwaves, makin me feel special

Its Life (Prod. by LinkRust)

Enjoy......existential angst and love songs.

Last of a Dying Breed

A song dedicated to my parents.....the most hardworking, loving and dedicated parents I know.

This song is dedicated specially to my mother's birthday on May 2nd, 2013.

LYRICS

Like Father Like Son

I remember back in elementary
my mama telling me
go to school n shit
always be yelling me
And sometimes I thought she was my enemy
Always be telling me off with sm new recipe
It was mentally exhausting, I needed remedy
I used to lock myself in my room steadily
But I didn't realize the love she had heavily
Cuz I didn't realize mother's love was heavenly
I wonder how you got through my pregnancy
And even though im older sometime i hv the tendency
to not listen but I'm working on it presently, especially
with the drinking and other vices like fidelity
Cuz i smoke my problems and drown em in hennesey
Secular in my views and entertain heresy
but not heresay cuz i'm here to stay
here to say, thank you, I thank you
for harborin me like a ship n shit
I was dropped off on the docks n shit
Knocked the xmas presents off the socks n shit
Your presence is a present, yea you like that shit
You was the greatest mama, even with me causin all the drama
The universe blessed me with good karma, 
So i be your health care when u older, no obama
Was blessed to have you like chain mail as my armour
Pay tribute to y'all, so I'm spittin like a llama
I'm living life, tryna make it feel abit larger
Be the best i can be, follow footsteps of my father
I'm 21, plenty fun, but tryna find an answer
I'm flipping through life like a fuckin break dancer
hope i don't break a sweat, sweat it out after
Cuz my dad never broke a sweat, only laughter
never showed no fear, never broke no tear
Came to bangkok, 3 trousers, a pioneer
So I'm always motivated when I'm just lyin here
I can never give up on anything, I'm a lion here
And yea…I repent the mistakes I've made
Some regrets I'm sure that I'll take it to the grave
Other ones I'll forget, theres no point in being a slave
cuz you live and you learn, thats why they called miss takes
I've missed some takes, got plenty more to go
This my first album, got emmies more to go
All i noe is I got the penny in my flow, 
make a dollar, then i holler, many friendly foes
I live every day like its my last
I try to be wary of the future and learn from the past
And you a woman if u real, or a bitch in a mask
I can just tell by your look, don't even gotta ask
Women I treat like my mother, bitches treat like bitches
Yes I've been through many battles, many scars and stictes
some emotional scarrin that I'll have to try and live with
But thats just life so you either with it or you with it
So I train my flow to be floral, fluid and liquid
Other man's is thick and gravy, they spittin lipids
What you crazy, u a baby, you stupid, you nitwit
Destroyin the rap game, Imma give you a ticket

Like Father Like Son

We must Fly.......social commentary on our society. Song is pretty self explanatory...check it out.

Lyrics

I always wanna fly and follow my dreams
Sometimes stuck in the chase, shit ain't what it seems
To be, I'm stressed, I'm busting at the seams
Homie get arrested, girls get tested, your music they stream
they don't wanna buy it, that would cause a riot
Before enlightenment, few generations gotta 9 to 5 it
So I never stay quiet, use this mic as an amplifier
As long as these embers burn fires
I will never retire
The soul is infinite, and mind immortal
When I die, I just walk through another portal with a chortle
Thats meant to be a chuckle
Life's hard, don't let my knees buckle
Life's farce, so many walls have felt these knuckles
Twice sharp, pigs be rush in ya so I swiftly scuttle
I been on this rap shit since I learnt the rebuttal
Got befuddled in a dark puddle of troubles that weren't subtle
And now I'm making a come back
And I never make radio shit, y'all hum that
Wanna get tipsy? we gotta rum that
Many vices in life and the devil's bum's phat
ummm. that shit look enticing, her body's writhing
Guess, I'm thrivin


Its funny how 1 percent holds the world's wealth
Think on it 1 percent controls your girl's health
You stupid bitches only care about the pearls, pelt.
So fuck it, I guess I just let the world melt
This one for my humans, we stuck in the cycle
being idle watching american idol
Waitin for their recital, its spiteful
Worshippin celebrities as if twere they disciples
But I only follow the buddha
So when I get cheese its varied, gouda
Throw me in water, I swim, barracuda
No scuba, I try to walk the middle line
My whole life is just another riddle I'm
civil, tryna send wisdom through fax transmittals
But forgot it don't send passion
So wake up, get yo cake up, forget the world's fashions
thats a distraction for when I ride by laughin
I abide by asking, my forefathers how to be the captain
if I choose to sue its probably a class action
You better quit it with your crass actin
Like Rob Ford, I get your ass cracking, backpackin

Bitch

We Must Fly (Prod. Well Known Tone)

Moon Man

The Panda Chronicles: https://itunes.apple.com/ca/album/the-panda-chronicles/id623423343


Hello soundcloud.....clouds for sounds....I love it....do we need to be in an altered perception for this??

Well, hi, my name is Champ and I LOVE making music. I've been making music since I was that 14 year old chinc who couldn't rap. Today, its been 8 years and I'm about to drop my debut full length album - The Panda Chronicles.

Soundcloud is a place I go to when I have new material on hand and want to give for free to my fans. The beats are usually not owned by me though and so it effectively becomes a space for me to be truly creative without too many capitalistic impulses.......So please...enjoy this music. Its free, its yours...Spread the Love

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