sounds pretty generic and repetitive, vocals need to be mixed a lil better

Nice cover art I got one jus like that [via https://sc.repostexchange.com]

Legit banger. Can def hear this on the radio

You compliment this beat really well and the mix is fire!

No Place Like Home

Disappear

Big Street Quando - Truth Be Told

This collab with Sixglokk floats in its own lane—laid-back but laced with confidence. The beat’s hazy and textured, like late-night cruising through fogged-up speakers. Vocals glide smooth, weaving in subtle flexes, inside jokes, and that effortless swagger that doesn’t need to be loud to hit. It’s a track that lets the vibe breathe—no pressure, just presence. Call it a soft flex with sharp edges.

Buzzed Up

Buzzed up SixGlokk

Monday6 is an Albuquerque, NM Rock/Jazz inspired band. 

Lyrics:
She said hurry home, don’t be late
You’ve been at work all night, don’t hesitate
The beers on ice, come enjoy your gifts
Man I’m wastin away on this graveyard shift
Eight down, I’ll be outta here soon
Gonna sleep by the sun, and die by the moon
I’ll be makin good time, pushing past the red line
So I can be with my baby, before the moonlight dies
She said hurry home, I just cant wait
Work be damned, time to accelerate
I’m sittin home alone, the wines gone mild
My imaginations runnin wild
Eight down, I’ll be outta here soon
Gonna sleep by the sun, and die by the moon
I’ll be makin good time, pushing past the red line
So I can be with my baby, before the moonlight dies
She’s lying there sleeping, Her breathing so slow
Her chest rises and falls, Her hair silky and flow
She says lay with me now, For a few hours till day
I move up beside her, As the night fades away
She said hurry home, don’t be late
The nights so long but I’m feeling great
The wines got me buzzin, I’m waitin on your lovin
As the moonlight shine fades into the mornin

Eight down, I’ll be outta here soon
Gonna sleep by the sun, and die by the moon
I’ll be makin good time, pushing past the red line
So I can be with my baby, before the moonlight dies

Eight down, I’ll be outta here soon
Gonna sleep by the sun, and die by the moon
I’ll be makin good time, pushing past the red line
So I can be with my baby, before the moonlight dies

Eight Down was written by David Gray (Lyrics) and Phil Shapiro (Music). Vocals by Dave Prince, Guitar by Phil Shapiro, Percussion by Michael Sargent, and Bass by Dave Gray.

Mixed and Mastered by Phil Shapiro

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Eight Down

Since I first left, it was the first step
So they heard my breath
Now even want me murdered in death
Thought I deserve to rest
Can’t die twice, kill your spirit
Can’t ride tonight
But I can’t even die right
See me in the limelight
Dark shades & scars on my face
Part ways wit the darkness that plagued
Ain’t at all afraid, or chose to runaway
Two guns on the waist, my city made me
That’s where the grave be
But for now, I gotta escape G...

Know the mission, it comes 2 forewishin
Won’t give in to the sinnin
None of y’all deserve to be winnin
I’m spittin wit the record spinnin
Crossin City Limits
And see y’all when I’m finished
Said it I meant it, don’t ever forget it
Know the mission, it comes 2 forewishin
Won’t give in to the sinnin
None of y’all deserve to be winnin
I’m spittin wit the record spinnin
Crossin City Limits
And see y’all when I’m finished
See y’all when I’m finished

Hold me down, nah I hold the pound
Clap at y’all tryna fold the sound
The CEOs you know, whitewash hip hop
Y’all won’t like when the Sig cocked
Landfill diggin for plots
This a mission for Pac
I’m stuck in Gridlock
Time, where’d it go
Moved here six years ago
I share what I know
Not scared of what I don’t
Where’s the hope?
Instead of selling sex
Ain’t ever help you wit stress
Or when you felt depressed
Turn to me, I tell it the best
Alone wit the beat, I just
Roam in the streets
Composing the heat, all the while
Exposing the sheep
Grass poking my feet
Between my toes
Mother Earth into my soles
Need the sun cuz I’m cold
Soul was never sold
Can’t fight evil and grow old
I ain’t a superhero, knew no fear tho
Can’t hear you hoes, let the beard grow
Speak the wisdom thru criticism
Envision what I’m livin without division
No committin, ready to go the distance
A one way ticket...

Know the mission, it comes 2 forewishin
Won’t give in to the sinnin
None of y’all deserve to be winnin
I’m spittin wit the record spinnin
Crossin City Limits
And see y’all when I’m finished
Said it I meant it, don’t ever forget it
Know the mission, it comes 2 forewishin
Won’t give in to the sinnin
None of y’all deserve to be winnin
I’m spittin wit the record spinnin
Crossin City Limits
And see y’all when I’m finished
See y’all when I’m finished

Coach class received for the flight
I’m leavin tonight
Why I gotta scheme for the rights?
Cuffs on, they keepin me tight
Search for what this shit mean
Since twenty fifteen, could I get it clean.....
Came from the mud, never pristine
What looms ahead if we soon 2 be dead
If you knew, you would dread
No power to stop it
Wasting time every hour the clock tick
Turn the crowd to a moshpit
Not another sound option
On the path of greatness
Hope I don’t get assassinated
You know it occurs, u speak the right word
And fight for the Earth
Its a fight that is worth
Something to die for
More freedom than July 4th
Get it by any means, RIP Malcolm X
Need up out the duress
My voice sounds vexed
But I’ma be hoppin clouds next
Kingdom in the sky
Explain why we livin to die
Born sin in ya eyes
Just led to ya demise
Believe in myself
That’s the only one keepin me in health
And if anything, I’ll see you in hell
We already there...

Know the mission, it comes 2 forewishin
Won’t give in to the sinnin
None of y’all deserve to be winnin
I’m spittin wit the record spinnin
Crossin City Limits
And see y’all when I’m finished
Said it I meant it, don’t ever forget it
Know the mission, it comes 2 forewishin
Won’t give in to the sinnin
None of y’all deserve to be winnin
I’m spittin wit the record spinnin
Crossin City Limits
And see y’all when I’m finished
See y’all when I’m finished

City Limits/Outro (prod. by Taylor King)

SOME HEAVY SHIT FOR HALLOWEEN 2020! Some hardcore industrial sounds here to punch you in the fucking FACE. 
link to visuals video! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=33xEeeYylkw

A song about the imbalance in power and injustice in today's world. The rich enslave the poor in an endless cycle of toxic labor. There is only one way to break free from those shackles.

Lyrics: 
Try and lock me inside of your cage 
we’re all threat to all your commodities. 

I think its time to rise up and take back all the things that they take away out of our reach.

Its the pigs at the top telling me and you how we should live.
We die for their desires with these false ideologies.
Try and silence our words with endless brutality.
But this time it’ll be their blood that runs down through the streets.

YOU CANT BRING ME DOWN (you can’t bring me down)
YOU CANT SHUT US DOWN (you can’t shut us down)
WE WILL NEVER FADE (we will never fade)
OUR NUMBERS COME WITH STRENGTH

You’ve killed us all before 
You’ll likely kill us again
If we don’t act right now
This shit will never end
          
Right now is our time to kill 
those men who wont let us win.
Kill.
Kill.
Kill.
Kill.
BREAK FREE.
BREAK FREE.
BREAK FREE. 
BREAK FREE FROM THESE CHAINS.

PIGS

LowKey By YazZay [Prod.jody & VALXR]

Single

motivate&embrace) ft. M.C LOONY BREEZY & K2West ( prod by Maxnotsober)

AM DROPING THIS CAUSE IT'S BEEN ON MY TAP FOR MONTHS

ACID

IN + [ PROD. SKULLXLAIN ] × 不要自杀

Falling Star

nikes pt 2 <3 (Frank Ocean - Nikes REMIX)

𝕴𝖒 𝕲𝖔𝖔𝖉.
𝕴𝖒 𝕭𝖆𝖉.
𝕴𝖒 𝕸𝖊.
#𝟼𝟽𝟼 ⚫️🐑 
#𝚓𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔.

LowKey By YazZay [Prod.jody & VALXR]

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