Hip Hop Jointz 2022 Part 1

This 12 track EP is an action punched journey of LUNGS & MIMZ trekking through what seems like a blizzard of productions, embarking on a journey of multiple doors with no end goal but one, to make it out.
Tying together cinematic productions with honest and raw writing, this tape pulls together a year long journey onto a smooth ride.

Tracklist:
1.CHRISTMAS IN BUSHWICK
2. MALAYSIAN JET LOST
3. EARTH IS A BODEGA
4. KNOW HOW [Ft. Semiratruth and Phiik]
5. MYRTLE AVE AND BROADWAY CHECKERS
6. its snowing in hell [Ft. Cise Greeny]
7. DUBAI'S HOLIDAY  [Ft. VIPSKYLARK]
8. QUANTUM OF SOLACE
9. TALKSPICE [Ft. DUNN]
10. EVERYRHING 
11. CONCRETE TREADMILL
12. SNOWYLOOP

Features include:
Semiratruth
Phiik
VIPSKYLARK
DUNN
Cise Creeny
credits
released December 31, 2021

Produced by: LONESWORD w/ assistance by NOFACE & ELI14K
Written by unless noted: Lungs & MIMZ
Mixed by: Wavy Bagels & MIMZ
Cover art by: Alex Easton
Mastered by: Wavy Bagels & MIMZ

MIMZ & LUNGS: SNOWING IN HELL - A LONESWORD X MIMZ TAPE

Main Source | Just Hanging Out (1991)

Intro: Large Professor 
Now, I've never been one to knock the next man for gettin' his
You know what I'm sayin'? (Right, right)
And I do realize that Hip Hop is now a form of showbiz (Uh huh)
But this has always been somethin' with which you have to be true
So in the year of 1992... (Now, this is how we do!)

At the age of 19, heard the scene
A lot of MC's that do not come clean
Speakin' on dealin' hard times in rhymes
You see 'em in the streets and you see no signs
Of the hell, and they get on stage and tell
Some old cornball war story, ring the bell! (Word!)
You're fakin' the funk
Talkin' that extra hard junk, you're probably a punk
And I'ma let you know
That this way, you just don't cut with the artificial flow
Neek the Exotic breaks backs and necks
When fakes try to front, they get smoked like blunts
My rhymes penetrate like skunk
Ayo, word up, I think they're fakin' the funk
You're fakin' the funk! (You're fakin' the funk!)

You do a song about a current event
Get on television and be hesitant to represent
And that's what we call (Fraud!)
You can't kick the streets with a "Look, I sold out" award (Word!)
And everywhere has streets
That's not tryin' to hear a happy rap 
Over the same stink beats
'Cause times are real and I can't feel
Puttin' bullshit down on the reel to reel
Now, I'ma let you know
With those weak style of raps, it's time to go
I eject rejects that step
I'm a vet' ready to snap your neck
I shine and rise at the same time
The mastermind of the sport called the rhyme
Now it's time to dump chumps that front
(Ayo, Professor, what's up?)
You're fakin' the funk! (You're fakin' the funk!)

The era of the wack MC, is gonna get shut down
When the Main Source stomps through your town
'Cause we just don't play the role of a clown
And keep things jumpin' with the real, rap, sound
So, to all the people stealin' beats (You're fakin' the funk)
To the crossover rapper with the pleats (You're fakin' the funk)
To all the chumps that's claimin' the streets (You're fakin' the funk)
To the rappers frontin' gangsta feats (You're fakin' the funk)
To the girl actin' like a prostitute (You're fakin' the funk)
Sportin' that hokay suit (You're fakin' the funk)
To the rapper with the big space suit (You're fakin' the funk)
To the rappers that doesn't pay dues (You're fakin' the funk)
'Cause, Exotic and then you're torn with the hyper tone
I can't be blown because my rhymes are hard like stone
So, prepare for the scare 'cause I'm you're worst nightmare, punk
'Cause you're fakin' the funk, 'cause you're...

Main Source | Fakin' The Funk (1992) Cool Out Mix

Gang Starr | Flip The Script (1992)

Black America, tell me who's killing who?
(Black America) 
It’s time to think about ourself, for a minute
If we don’t help ourself, we hurt ourself

Black America
Killing each other
Dying in the hands of our young black sisters and brothers
They're killing their own race
Go anywhere in black america and you'll see that's in ya face
To watch Black America cry, now when she don’t wanna DIE
I brought this delight to keep'em alive
We've got to change the reflexions of the majority
You look in the mirror of Black America
Tell me who's killing who?

Drug dealers are doin' their share in our community
Destroy Black America, brother where's your unity ?
And since we’re on the subject that you must talk about
The weaker point of Black America that sells you drugs to
A kid who don't even know her mom's your biggest customer
They're home starving cause you're always selling drugs to her
And what did you do with the money?
You went and bought mo' drugs so you can make mo' money
And kill the hope and dreams right in Black America eyes
Lettin' the future know that drugs is a way to survive
If you don't respect one another then help one another
We’ll destroy one another and that's what they want my brother
You killing me, and I'm killing you
Now stop and ask yourself how can the black dream come true?
We got to change the reflexions of the majority
You view in the mirror of Black America
Tell me who's killing who?

Black man gotta stop calling the women a bitch
You're mother is a black woman too
So that's make you a son of a bitch
This is the wrong word to use my brother
That same word kept our black women back in the gutter
Nobody was there to pick a black lady up
In Black America, where time is rough
U didn't care and it went away cause she was that to you
My point is Black America
Tell me who's killing who?

We fought together, lived together
And if we don't get it together we’ll all die together
Cause all we got is each other
Black american girls and boys and black fathers and mothers
Get involved with the children, it starts at home
The Black America we save, could be our own
We gotta change the reflexions of the majority
You view in the mirror of Black America
Tell me who's killing who?

Black America tell me, who's killing who?
Killing me, killing you, killing you

K-Solo | Who's Killin' Who? (1992)

2Pac & Digital Underground | I Get Around (1992)

Pete Rock & CL Smooth | Who's Next On The Menu (1993)

2Pac | Dear Mama (1995) Black Queen Mix

The Pharcyde | She Said (1995) Jay Dee Mix

The Pharcyde | Passin' Me By (1993) Remix

Planet, Earth, was my place of birth
Born to be the soul controller, of the universe
Besides the part of the map, I hit first
Any environment I can adapt, when it gets worst
The rough gets goin, the goin gets rough
When I start flowin, the mic might bust
The next state'll shake, from the power I generate
People in Cali, used to think it was earthquakes
Cause times was hard, on the Boulevard
So I Bogart and never get scarred, A God
But it seems, like I'm locked in hell
Lookin over the edge, but the R never fell
Or tripped or slipped, cause my Nikes got grip
Stand on my own two feet, and come equipped
Any stage I'm seen on, or mic I fiend on
I stand alone, and need nothin' to lean on
Going for self, with a long way to go
So much to say, but I still flow slow
I come correct, and I won't look back
Cause it ain't where you're from, it's where you're at
Even the (ghetto)

I learn to relax in my room and escape from New York
And return through the womb of the world as a thought
Thinkin how hard it was to be born
Me bein cream with no physical form
Millions of cells with one destination
To reach the best part as life's creation
Nine months later, a job well done
Make way, cause here I come
Since I made it this far I can't stop now
There's a will and a way and I got the know-how
To be, all I can be and more
And see, all there is to see before
I'm called to go back to the essence
It's a lot to learn so I study my lessons
I thought the ghetto was the worst that could happen to me
I'm glad I listened when my father was rappin to me
Cause back in the days, they lived in caves
Exiled from the original man, and strayed away
Now that's what I call hard times
I'd rather be here to exercise the mind
Then I take a thought around the world twice
From knowledge to born back to knowledge precise
Across the desert, that's hot as the Arabian
But they couldn't cave me in, cause I'm the Asian
Reachin for the city of Mecca, visit Medina
Visions of Nefertiti, then I seen a
Mind keeps traveling, I'll be back after
I stop and think about the brothers and sisters in Africa
Return the thought through the eye of a needle
For miles I fought and I just brought the people
Under the dark skies, on a dark side
Not only there, but right here's an apartheid
So now is the time for us to react
Take a trip through the mind and when you get back
Understand your third eye seen all of that
It ain't where you're from, it's where you're at
Even the (ghetto)
Even the (ghetto)

No more props, I want property, in every borough
Nobody's stoppin me, because I'm thorough
Rhymes I make gimme real estate for me to own
Wherever I bless a microphone
007 is back and relaxin
On point and reactin, and ready for action
I'm so low key that you might not see me
Incognito, and takin it easy (ghetto)
Quiet as kept on a hush hush
In front of a crowd, I get loud as bumrush
But calm, keep it low pro and play the background
Hopin the whack rapper put the mic back down
So rip it, break it in half, go 'head and slam it
Cause when it's time to build I'm a mechanic
Of bondin and mendin, attachin and blendin
So many solos, there is no endin
People in my neighborhood, they know I'm good
From London to Hollywood, wherever I stood
Footprints remain on stage ever since
Sidewalks and streets, I leave fossils and dents
When I had sex, I left my name on necks
My trademark was left throughout the projects
I used to get rich when I played cee-lo
When I rolled 4, 5, 6, they go, "We know"
So I collect my cash then slide
I've got my back, my gun's on my side
It shouldn't have to be like that
I guess it ain't where you're from, it's where you're at
Even the (ghetto)
I'm from the (ghetto)
Worrrd up
Peace

Eric B & Rakim | In The Ghetto (1990) Extended Mix

Rock Mecca and Killah Priest channel the 15th Law of Power as they Crush their Enemies Totally with esoteric rhymes of war. With Brooklyn hook king DV Alias Kryst warning the opponent to thread carefully over Rock Mecca's eerie production, this war call should get any true Hip Hop head's blood pumping.

From Rock Mecca's upcoming The Rise To Power EP

Crush Your Enemies Totally ft Killah Priest and DV Alias Khryst

Eric B & Rakim | Follow The Leader (1988) LP Mix

December 2020

Beyond Me Instrumental

Paranom & Purpose
"Interlude To Your Mood"
Produced by Purpose
Second single taken off the Paranom & Purpose "Life Outside The Frame" album, dropping worldwide 12/10/2013 on Ill Adrenaline Records.

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Ill Adrenaline Records & Tragic Allies strike again! Adding onto previous releases: Purpose & Confidence, and 7 G.E.M.S. (Tragedy Khadafi & Tragic Allies), Purpose of Tragic Allies teams up with up-and-coming lyricist and latest Tragic Allies member Paranom to deliver a 19-track, strong boom-bap heater entitled "Life Outside The Frame".
As already the case for the critically acclaimed 7 G.E.M.S. project, Purpose once again handles the entire production on this offering, ranging from rugged uptempo joints ("Interlude To Your Mood") to jazzy, conscious, and mellow vibes ("Dayz Go By" and "Night Gallery"). Being featured only on two tracks, Purpose this time concentrates fully on providing stellar instrumentals that complement Paranom's excellent lyrical, and even cryptic skills. With the ability to fuse different musical influences into a raw, but soulful sound of Hip-Hop, Paranom's aim is to further evolve an ever growing culture into a more balanced art form, one that's rooted in self-empowerment and realization, freedom, and discovery.

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Hip Hop Jointz 2022 Part 1

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