Martyr's Prayer

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Towfu - SoulMates (Mix)

1981 Tokyo's Frontin flip mashed with Kirk Franklin. Enjoy

Towfu - Gospel Piano

Towfu - Bad Bag Lady

Here’s a flip I did with Maxwell over Asake’s Organise. Enjoy

Towfu - Maxwell Organise

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Eye for an Eye (prod. by d.a.c.t.l) - G-Unit

I made this beat and put action bronson, benny the butcher, and   raekwon acapella on it, enjoy :)

Puerto Rican - Action Bronson & Benny The Butcher Ft. Raekwon (prod.dexteryu)

A quick beat under an acapella I found today

Rush (prod. by d.a.c.t.l.) - Ayra Starr

(Prod. Lowtyde)
You think god will forgive me when he was along for the ride
he felt the emotions with me deep inside he turned the tide
he strengthens my stride side by side my shadow the pain laid
bare right on the table for you, screwed down and presented 
the blade of love wicked and kissing the heart and renting it apart
my sacrifice on the altar, shadow dancing the frantic scrabbling
of it all unraveling the weight of his breath in my chest
I flex against the chains and restraints. brains beaten 
with fear A NEW SEARING PAIN he cant contain just letting it out with a shout
and a hunger for more ill continue to pour it all out 
the broken spout, the damn bursting forth a colossal wall of emotion
cresting down i always survive the flood and rise to the top and find my way forward
like Moses splitting the red seas my blood mixed into the water a frothing quagmire
the acid etching my blade ill carve my path into the history books
a cascade of pain displayed and dismayed over,l prayed over and stapled to the floor
my heart just couldn't take anymore. I swore to explore deeper and into the labyrinth
not knowing the way my intuition leading the way. my bound fate wrapped in both fists
the inner light illuminating the gray pressing down on my temple, these pillars stood strong
my inner palace containing everything worth saying. till I'm quaking and shaking
from the strain my voice a rasp ill say it to my last. even on my deathbed i wont go gently
into that good night ill rage for the light my soul to remembers the sight
the love i held that was pure and clear for this world and its inhabitants.

the desire leave it better then i found it was all i could hear. I'm peering past the gray
and into the day where we all smile and its no longer single file just hugs and praise 
as we defeat the great maze and walk freely into the divine nightmare, ill raise the hair on every neck
till its standing stiff like he summoned a frigid gale the pale visage obscured by flesh
the immortal breath that clef-ted the rest and beat back the press of depression
gripping the world with despair. let go of the future its not yours to control
the only hope is these dip shits stop fighting in the dirt and rise above our nature
of greed and the need to feed on all of you. a better world is possible there's so many of us now
lost and feeling abandoned the clan scattered and banner vanishing, the tell tale sign of oppression
as the walled palace grows bigger how much longer can you suffer under the chains invisible to you all
the 9-5 with breaks at a place you hate that makes your souls ache and chafe
you desire more a fruitful life free of strife, chasing your dreams because it all works out
instead of hampering them if we gave everyone the tools to succeed and every mouth got to feed
the fleeting need  to seed the galaxy with life not just us but life and set the darkness alight
conquer the fear and the shadows, a the new comet into the dark bringing this interstellar
playground of possibilities to light. a sheaf of arrows ill whittle away the daylight hours
just so i can fire them off into the blackness till one catches and matches my ardor
and we save this world from disaster and enlighten the heavens with a roar.
we can continue to soar and this right up to the top and not lose our tower of blocks
but we keep throwing rocks and fucking around instead of breaking bread and loving each other

the only other entity's we have to grow with wed rather fight over ports and let Corporations
setup the next equation to see how much they can get from your sweat and lay about counting your profit
and buying shit they don't even like after a night. but that sits just right with you doesn't it.

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