Such a great mixture of tones on that beat

WOLFB∆NE - COLLECTIVE SHADE

Veedel Beat 11 Stoic

Yo I Know The Feelin' Yo I Know The Feelin' Yo I Know The Feelin' Yo I Know The Feelin' Yo I Know The Feelin' Yo I Know The Feelin' Yo I Know The Feelin' Yo I Know The Feelin' Yo I Know The Feelin' Yo I Know The Feelin' Yo I Know The Feelin' Yo I Know The Feelin' Yo I Know The Feelin' Yo I Know The Feelin' Yo I Know The Feelin' Yo I Know The Feelin' Yo I Know The Feelin' Yo I Know The Feelin' Yo I Know The Feelin'

[Adult Swim] Bump - Yo I Know The Feelin'

Natural Born Killer

At one point, Cihybeat vandalizes the Innocent's family mausoleum. Despite his hate toward the world, however, he develops a disgusting infatuation on boombap sorcery, Luciferus Satanu's newly wed wife, and ends up kidnapping her
horror boombap hip hop lives ?

The Countess (Circle of The Moon)

LOOPDIGGERS SUNDAY ROULETTE N° 139 / GINO'S DIARY N* 11
ORIGINALLY POSTED ON @FRANKENLOOPS

CHOPPED HEART DREAM

Nice groove from a jam…
…with Leon Carter on the drums, Dave Toolan and Charlie Villiers on the guitars, and myself on the bass and singing.

The lyrics are some excerpts from this rambling notepad poem I wrote;

Your Soul

So, how do you see your soul?
Can you put it into words?
A spoonful of honey from the gods?
Or a germ? or a thirst?
Is your soul a magic bean inside a biscuit tin?
Or a ‘pass the parcel’ mystery delight, waiting deep within?
Or simply a church candle flickering in the night?
Or is it like a mint imperial; round, smooth and white?
Is it wrapped in paper, hidden in a drawer?
Or more like a snowdrop on the forest floor?
Perhaps a shiny pearl inside an oyster shell…
Or the piece of grit at the centre of the pearl?!
Or is it a lotus flower in the middle of the pond?
A golden nugget, a lightbulb, or a daisy?
Treasure, buried beneath a giant redwood tree?
Is it a tea-light in an old jam jar, on the bookshelf?
Is it the water in a glass, or the glass itself?
A penny in a pudding or a fountain in a square?
The cherry on the bun? … or do you think there’s nothing there?

And does it remain constant, or how does it change?
Does it tarnish? Does it spoil?
Does it rust? Does it stain?
Does it radiate and deplete?
Could it be your body heat?
Does it mature like wine, or does it grow?
Or does it dim and diminish, does it corrode?
Is it impervious and unwavering?
Is it needy and long suffering? 
Is it passive and detached?
Or does it get dented and scratched?

Does it start out as a blank canvas, onto which you paint?
Does it get corrupted, when once it was a saint?
A block of marble you chisel and carve,
Into a marvellous work of art?
Or a fire ignited by a heavenly spark?
To sometimes smoulder and sometimes blaze?
Does it age, over the years, just like a face?
Does it feed on love received?
And wither if deprived?
Needing just a splash of water or a hug to be revived?

Do we all have the same soul?
‘A universal soul’ shared out within us all?

The same life-force, pure at the core
Of every singer, nurse, salesman, junky, tourist, whore?
Every Christian, Muslim, Jew, and Buddhist…
Pagan, Sikh, Scientologist, and Druid?
Every pusher, every addict
Every guard, and every convict?

Even every chicken, and even every fox?
Even the sewer rats and the sparrow-hawks?
And the ants and the plants?
What about the worms and the germs?

Could our deepest inner-selves 
All be one and the same?
If I had lived 
The life you’ve lived
Would I be just the same?

Careful as you choose your metaphor
Your essence to describe
You can make yourself believe anything
You’ll believe your own lies

Words in jest or bravado, or in false modesty
May cast the dye, and shape your mould
When your story is being told…

So how do you see your soul?
Answers please, in the comments below?!

Your Soul

this is a gift from Bubblelicity, thank you very much for this remix which is beautiful. Edit : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P-n4aJLYqnc

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Beat Familiar (Produced By Ace Ha)

Hatch

produced by SapFire & TheCitizen


[VERSE I: TheCitizen]

Cold bodies dropping, shoot at point blank range
Line the scope up, sike, we don't even gotta aim
Silencer won't let it sing, but it gonna bring the pain
Red paint on the tint, 5%, they ain't seeing in

CITIZEN, BHG we back again
1, 2, 3, we load fn's and fuck around with twenty clips
Me and Blake be spraying shit
Them dogs gon bark like woofers
In the club we playing bangers in
The VIP, your girl we bringing in

[VERSE II: blake cossey]

We bring her in, she go for Bens', making a flick
Shoot on her tits, said she don't flinch at chrome tips
Pass me that shit, I take a rip, we high again
Up out that Sip', don't come up with shit, gotta make it flip

Ain't off them beans, the game ain't clean, never what it seems
Between this money and weed, we steady go for green
I'm working up to redeem, my fucking family tree
B to the H to the G, give everything for a dream

[VERSE III: TheCitizen]

Hundred rounds, 50lbs, bet on black with 20 thou'
Left the bank with blue in town, my pockets can't fit it now
My bitch got them devil horns, lips gon' be my lover's lounge
After he done swallowing my kids, we need a murder trial

Bring it back in, I'ma spazz on the beat
When I break his back in I'ma look at him sweet,
Ain't no thug by the end of the day you gon see
When you up in my bed and you looking at me

We gon wrestle, .45 on me I keep me a missle
Thinking they tough when they waving they pistol
Then off of the net they gonna go be civil
Time after time, damn, I ain't playing with you
Canada trenches, you said you was in all them Canada trenches
You rich and got money and stay with your parents
So stop acting like you be living in paris

You got an allowance,
Where I come from, they won't even allow it
They snatching your shit as soon as you get rowdy
You think you a thug but all these bitches childish
So next time you see me, then try me damn

TheCitizen x blake cossey - MURDA TRIAL

Andre better known as “Untitled Marauder” (born April 17, 2003 in New Mexico) is an American rapper/producer. He is a solo artist but also is currently an active member of New Marauders, He also has other aliases “The hype beat arranger and the microphone mathematician”. He taught himself how to sample records as well as emcee via listening to the likes of A Tribe Called Quest, Gang Starr, MF DOOM, Wu Tang Clan, Pete Rock, J Dilla, Madlib, Public Enemy, Nujabes, Mobb Deep, The Alchemist and so many countless others.

[Adult Swim] Bump - Yo I Know The Feelin'

Untitled Marauder

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