True Sky

No Doubt (feat. Navy Blue)

peace 2 SeFu 
I love this one. thankyou for listening.

Times in our Hands (feat. SeFu) (prod. insyt)

Even God Has A Sense Of Humor

Nuri

FEEL NO WAY (PROD. MALK)

HECTARE COMING SOON

@ZEKEULTRA
@DOMTAVLOR
@https://soundcloud.com/jasojaso1

cover art Domtavlor

prod @YONQI

SOMETHING I CAN DO

SOMETHING I CAN DO (by. Domtavlor) (feat. ZekeUltra & Jaso)

No Man's Land

Operating, like I'm still eighteen,
I been operating like I'm still a teen,
Kingston bars with Haks and Eugene,
Those days we raved with great tings,


Major danger in living in the past,
Realization hit, old me faded fast,
Casting Idris to play me, watch the scene,
Repercussions, yeah, I can only blame me,

Eighteen, South London boy with a dream,
With a team, but we split, chasing better things,
University life, grants and bursaries,
Watching my niece, that’s a major win, see?

Tailored sins, a closet full of past,
Atmosphere dark, these shadows gotta clash,
Coming to terms with the laughs and the jabs,
Placed at the back while these youngins just stab,


Operating, like I'm still eighteen,
I been operating like I'm still a teen,
Kingston bars with Haks and Eugene,
Those days we raved with great tings,


Advanced the age, but I’m still chasin’ dreams,
P’s from the pain built within, it seems,
Disengaged from the grind, lost in the wheel,
Doubted my skills, shit, how does it feel?

Disregarded the till, coping mechanisms still,
Operating, like I’m sippin’ on that thrill,
Can’t travel back, but wanna ride this saddle,
Mind’s muddled, life brings the damn battle,


Reminiscing bars, where we did them doubles,
Grown now, no cuddles, just a life full of troubles,
Strugglin’ to eat while gettin’ berated,
[This corporate hustle got me feelin' so jaded,]


Operating, like I'm still eighteen,
I been operating like I'm still a teen,
Kingston bars with Haks and Eugene,
Those days we raved with great tings,


Gotta shake the past, no time for the toss,
Future’s waitin’, can’t afford to get lost,
So I hustle hard, like a motherfucka, see?
Living in my truth, 'cause I’m still me,
[Still eighteen vibes, yeah, that’s the scheme.]


Operating, like I'm still eighteen,
I been operating like I'm still a teen,
Kingston bars with Haks and Eugene,
Those days we raved with great tings,


Major danger in living in the past,
Realization hit, old me faded fast,
Casting Idris to play me, watch the scene,
Repercussions, yeah, I can only blame me,

Eighteen, South London boy with a dream,
With a team, but we split, chasing better things,
University life, grants and bursaries,
Watching my niece, that’s a major win, see?

Tailored sins, a closet full of past,
Atmosphere dark, these shadows gotta clash,
Coming to terms with the laughs and the jabs,
Placed at the back while these youngins just stab,


Operating, like I'm still eighteen,
I been operating like I'm still a teen,
Kingston bars with Haks and Eugene,
Those days we raved with great tings,


Advanced the age, but I’m still chasin’ dreams,
P’s from the pain built within, it seems,
Disengaged from the grind, lost in the wheel,
Doubted my skills, shit, how does it feel?


The Jacksons

Gold Man

prod. @ntvrme

s/o juvi s/o mannie fresh-

when i say ion give a fuck
i mean that yeah 
niggas chase fame n turn cluck 
i done seen that yeah
baby tryna get in my heart i aint clean that yet
niggas keep drawing me these ceilings 
i aint seen that yet
niggas sniffed cash out me for i did that’s some keen ass smell
proper but optics on your shnozzle 4 it sneeze back red 
one foot wheeze at stairs ain’t relax barely
one look and 'he raps scarily’s wee past heresy 
careless 
keep that energy 
breeze past enmity
can’t explain so feast at simile 
we got plenty she 
want me ima need that 'pretty please'
heed that
low balance scavenge 
relapsing into scheme habits 
niggas will try to buy you with excitement you the king adder
since 04 had problems following crowds like i’m steve jackson
these adages woulda earned a chief hat seasons back
reaching for the mic i keep grasp we does that 
 just added humanism to my newest neuro theory and i add a literally so you twitter niggas hear me
then i add some similarly pigment niggas to the mix
then add some gems to pendants half incentive to get rich
half centered half absent sensibly i’m inconsistent 
since i been lifting the spliff is general consensus
i been inviting the shit i tighten my net ginger 
biding like a lizard 
lies on lies bely the price supplying life essentials 
my quiet time resentful
like 
my minds like tyson’s mid through a fight 
n twice as bright as his tooth
and high as kites they try to tie a line to me and send zeus
ion give a fuck
n i mean that yeah 
niggas chase fame n turn cluck 
i done seen that yeah
baby tryna get in my heart i aint clean that yet
niggas keep drawing me these ceilings 
i aint seen that yet at all

ceilings

FIRSTLY, THANK YOU TO EVERYONE INVOLVED. YOU ALL MADE THIS LESS DIFFICULT. YOUR CONTRIBUTIONS ARE STRENGTH THAT I STRIVE TO APPRECIATE PROPERLY DAILY.
REACQUAINT YOURSELF WITH THE STATE OF THINGS. CONFRONT HOPE AND HOPELESSNESS. THERE IS A UTILITY IN BOTH. DEVISE A TACTIC TO USURP THE UNFORTUNATE CIRCUMSTANCES AND RUN AMOK. IMAGINATION BEGETS LIBERATION, SO ONE MUST NEVER STOP THINKING, DREAMING, REDEFINING, UNLEARNING, CHANGING, GROWING. EVEN IN THE EVENT OF MEETING A MOST FORMIDABLE BOTTOM WHETHER IT BE PHYSICAL, PSYCHOLOGICALLY, OR THE SPIRIT, RISING MUST HAPPEN.
I HAVE LEARNED IT IS QUITE ALRIGHT TO FALL, AS LONG AS YOU NEVER STOP ENVISIONING RETURNING TO YOUR FEET.
WHAT IS A STAIN TO THOSE PAINTED IN SUFFERING FROM THE START? HARDLY EVEN A SETBACK. ONLY FORWARD, REGARDLESS. THIS IS A TRUTH.
THIS WIND IS FOR ME.
THIS WIND IS FOR YOU.
THIS WIND IS FOR EVERY BLACK BREATH CONFISCATED.
THIS WIND IS FOR EVERY BLACK BODY PROCESSING GRIEF.
THIS WIND IS FOR EVERY WAYWARD BEING SEEKING BETTER NAVIGATION.
THIS WIND IS FOR THE FIRM AND SWIFT DISMANTLING OF CAPITALISM, WHITE SUPREMACY, MISOGYNY, NEEDLESS PHOBIA AND TRAUMATIZING PHENOMENON.
THIS WIND IS FOR AN INFINITE FREEDOM, AN UNRIVALED LOVE FOR THOSE POSITIONED BETWEEN HEAVEN AND EARTH.
THIS WIND WILL ALWAYS BE FOR THESE THINGS. 
THIS WIND IS FOR ME.
THIS WIND IS FOR YOU.
SIMULTANEOUSLY FOREVER.

Eleventh Wind

Medhane - Facta (ft Mavi)

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