1. |
Walk With Me
03:23
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Idle hands when the plot don’t differ
One in the same a still man holdin’ thought that slither
Time shifter, forked tongue splittin’ the truth
Divine rivers the oasis of a fountain of youth
Painted pictures from a stoop get recorded in booths
Insights from trees of life some bear poisonous fruit
All fun ‘til it come, hear da clap of a gun
Then it’s done, one poke take the air out ya lungs
Last breath slow collapse, game over, Texas Hold'em
Swan song is a note if him chokin’ on hemoglobin
Life live like you guided by light ya lord lit
But cha board flipped be4 you could step in more shit
Uh... Nobody here to carry your weight
Bear ya cross & finish all the food on ya plate
Here for da win, planted wit’ my heels dug in
U begin to sink in a pool of unforgivable sin
Placin’ blame when u choose to play da game cut throat
Now from a burnin’ bridges edge they trna throw you a rope
Better you than me a life worth savin’ will save itself
In a house of cards best you play da hand you was dealt
Ante up, split decks, playin’ da cut
Empires collapse perhaps the share holders corrupt
No forest between the trees when you lost in the wilderness
As you hopelessly toss a coin hopin’ that you fulfill a wish
Here’s ya dish, revenge on a plate of thin ice
Repetition to teach perfection
We spoke of it more than twice
Rain fall haunted by demons when pain call
It’s invitin’ to be enlightened by writin’ thats on da wall
Between lines where you find the design of ya enemies mind
I’m a recline let it play out, watch ‘em shorten his time
Between lines where you find the design of ya enemies mind
I’m a recline let it play out, watch ‘em shorten his time
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2. |
Give It 2'em
03:13
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Blocked off, knock ya socks off
Chain swung back n forth
Russian niggas wit’ sickles Nikita Koloff
Della Reese ya toes off
Let the beef cook like stroganoff
Double fisted rubber grip shit’s how we hold ‘em off
Who da cap fit, I was crafted by these ghetto tactics
You movin’ backwards that's that shit that knocked you off ya axis
Ya mans an actress soaked in glass who got too close to matches
Gangsta niggas count they figures knockin’ Johnny Mathis
No regrets my whole team is like Boba Fett
We roam above da neck & take ya face off a sign of no respect
Da clear cut to victory to leave da mystery
Da billy bix in me will awake & rewrite your history
Aim & cock,Samoan swat team flashin’ dem polka dots
New beginnin’ let the rhythm hit em when we blow da spot
Give you the shivers & Charles River ya liver
While ya moms quiver no hard feelings I’m tryna tell you niggas
When we was holdin’ dem corners we like (yea)
Beast of the east in dem streets we like (yea)
Adidas champ hoodies & heaters we like (yea)
Bring it to em
Give it to em
Block holder, small rock thrower to clock boulders
Broke the mold on my era, gold shovels to stock holders
Change da leaf over, push pins proper
My poetry suppose to paint a picture givin’
Deep descriptions how da streets is over
Movin’ people out da hood some after 40yrs
40 bellows would cover toes, we crackin’ 40 beers
Snot flew after malt brew they beefin’ over there
20 spot blew when da slogan was 3 for 40 here
I’m tryna build a burg & let my people anchor glaciers
Be the Timbers holdin’ fort & not just all da facia
Crates comin’ off da books & it was all a caper
Hustle hard comin’ thru in trucks I’m takin’ all paper
Da game can play ya have you feelin’ like it’s slave labor
Da 4x8 will have you reachin’ for the fakest savior
Still I find that’s the blind leadin’ da blind
The illest crime is to not decipher time usin’ your highest mind
When we was holdin’ dem corners we like (yea)
Beast of the east in dem streets we like (yea)
Adidas champ hoodies & heaters we like (yea)
Bring it to em
Give it to em
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3. |
Stomp
03:35
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Yo, this whole muthafuckin’ place (Jump Up)
I’m stompin through this whole muthafuckin’ place
When the beat drop, ya whole muthafuckin’ face (Jump Up)
We punchin’ through ya whole muthafuckin’ face
When the beat drop, this whole muthafuckin’ place (Jump Up)
We stompin’ through this whole muthafuckin’ place
When the beat drop, ya whole muthafuckin’ face (Jump Up)
We punchin’ through ya whole muthafuckin’ face
4th Reich, broad day light war wit’ a dark night
Da jects politics got me feelin’ like this is on sight
War path dressed with shattered glass & broke mic
Took me light I heavied the soul what with he called life
Told you niggas back wit a vengeance now move a muscle
What you call a tussle me & my niggas call ‘em kerffuffles
Bring a duffle just in case you wanna speak above ya muffle
Leave it zipped & sink ya battleship wit’ just a friendly scuffle
Haunted view of what we could do when so irresponsible
Wild West open ya chest it’s no place for constables
Honestly, you didn’t strike a nerve when you admonished me
My nigga wanna poke, so where the smoke that you promised me
Debt collector see my lead blocker no neck protectors
Woke Dr. Lector now you face to nozzle wit’ da chief inspector
U should break north for you fuck wit’ this face off
Da buck stop when da puck drop & now da safe off
Yo, this whole muthafuckin’ place (Jump Up)
I’m stompin through this whole muthafuckin’ place
When the beat drop, ya whole muthafuckin’ face (Jump Up)
We punchin’ through ya whole muthafuckin’ face
When the beat drop, this whole muthafuckin’ place (Jump Up)
We stompin’ through this whole muthafuckin’ place
When the beat drop, ya whole muthafuckin’ face (Jump Up)
We punchin’ through ya whole muthafuckin’ face
Sub machine spark, paint the scene dark
When he defeat bark, with each part
Son, you like Sanford, one wit’ weak heart
Catch em’ Elizabeth he be in bliss where da lizard sit
Tat for tit, got ‘em lost in a General Patton flick
Catch da flip uneven bars spot ‘em on mats & shit
Cheatin 4 da fame by yo name leavin’ an asterisk
“Konflik” back to bomb shit known for smashin’ it
Feel like mutha earth guardin’ my turf from all the plastic shit
Just becuz he whinnin’ on a da track don’t mean he passionate
Bogus nigga braggin’ bout a check don’t mean he cashin’ it
Ravashin' ruder than Rick, knotted his abdomen
Throwin’ boulders from my front door
Yo shit is shatterin’ glass again,
Fold’em 2 fit ‘em for cast again, for flashin’ in
All this bullshit dat you be baskin’ in
Hold it for me, I found holes in your soldier story
Love honor terror, fuck you is a mandatory
7 ring circus my purpose was Robert Horry in the crunch time
Front line, wasn’t afraid to dump mine
Operation no hesitation, sunshine to sunshine
“Record flip” dissectin’ yo shit in da midst of 1 rhyme
Yo, this whole muthafuckin’ place (Jump Up)
I’m stompin through this whole muthafuckin’ place
When the beat drop, ya whole muthafuckin’ face (Jump Up)
We punchin’ through ya whole muthafuckin’ face
When the beat drop, this whole muthafuckin’ place (Jump Up)
We stompin’ through this whole muthafuckin’ place
When the beat drop, ya whole muthafuckin’ face (Jump Up)
We punchin’ through ya whole muthafuckin’ face
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4. |
Love Of My Life
02:44
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We makin’ moves tryna wild for da night
On da corner pitchin’ dice while we tryna get right
Couple shots, couple pokes
Now we tryna get nice
Aye yo 4 real you like the love of my life
We makin’ moves tryna wild for da night
On da corner pitchin’ dice while we tryna get right
Couple shots, couple pokes
Now we tryna get nice
Aye yo 4 real you like the love of my life
Elegant state, lookin’ like ya pops in da face
Leavin’ a trace of sex all around in da place
Open off taste, knotted like an old shoelace
Finger tips hold ya waist while you swing it wit’ grace
Hittin’ like bass, rockin’ at da top of da pipe
Keepin’ you hype, you like the way I move it at night
On a crowded train’s where I got your number & name
Corn silk was your hair with a natural frame
In many phases, chic sparkle on glaciers
Remy Mart the flavor, Asian wit’ a trace of chasin’ paper
Pace myself slow just to notice your glow
Let my stop pass tryna get the moment to blow
I been watchin’ you watch me watch you for a minute
While we tryna get this thing on point ain’t no one timid
6 teens sang sweet beautiful bars
That was your first time on da orange line in da last car
We makin’ moves tryna wild for da night
On da corner pitchin’ dice while we tryna get right
Couple shots, couple pokes
Now we tryna get nice
Aye yo 4 real you like the love of my life
We makin’ moves tryna wild for da night
On da corner pitchin’ dice while we tryna get right
Couple shots, couple pokes
Now we tryna get nice
Aye yo 4 real you like the love of my life
How would you feel if we talk keepin’ it real
You play the ball of a foot I play the role of a heel
Just as long as we can walk together
Mind design a palace, keepin’ you balanced outta inclement weather
In this world of wolves do my best to hold da spot down
(Like back when) I tucked a ruger just to hold the block down
(But that’s then) Let’s talk the future cause we here & right now
(& on reels) Hope I ain’t spook ya cause I really piped down
(& I know) Them old habits seem to rise to da top
(But aye yo) See my protection as the love from ya pops
Aye lady I know you wake up subject to go crazy
But it’s cool calm your emotions yo my mind ain’t lazy I got you
Let’s get together, whatever, let’s make it happen
I’m askin’ if you can captain these sails while da oceans in action
You know the deal, just seein’ what we can build
For real,just broke da bank left ‘em stank you tryna peel
We makin’ moves tryna wild for da night
On da corner pitchin’ dice while we tryna get right
Couple shots, couple pokes
Now we tryna get nice
Aye yo 4 real you like the love of my life
We makin’ moves tryna wild for da night
On da corner pitchin’ dice while we tryna get right
Couple shots, couple pokes
Now we tryna get nice
Aye yo 4 real you like the love of my life
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5. |
Shine feat. El Da Sensei
03:10
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Now I’m choppin’ ya neck
Lyrically I want to respect like Mr. Zev Luv X
Blastphemcus texts, next pawn sex 4 da chexks
Mal content, smoke signal just a sign of distress
Here’s a door knocka from Osaka to Opalaka
Pressure cooker flow heat low call it the Betty Crocker
Push pen peasants get presence sent to the essence
Thought respected once connected by the 16th sentence
No discussion, wooord play be destruction over percussion
Move & touch ‘em bless ‘em wit’ vocals for David Ruffin
So dramatic, I was woven from classic fabric
Scale a mountain count it & put it back like we had it
On da 10th day got it & plotted to my it 10 ways
Needed pen play so I called da Sensei from NJ
Rough Diamond who liken rhymin’ to coal minin’
Stick & move ran thru da groove wit my soul shinnin’
I shine, you shine
You are the 1
I shine, you shine
Like The Rays from the sun
You make the sun shine
I shine, you shine
Me and Konflik, Rhyme sick incline spit
Divine mind tricks buy barrels on lyrics
Sublime spirit, no way to interfere or smear it
Gate clearance great appearance
Even haters revere it
Inherit the heat in pieces, imperative teacher
Credible speaker, special reader, technical creature
From the land of bricks, plan it on the list
Too many handle on the grip, ya man is in a ditch
Different times make for different sh*t (ha)
Trying to get the fix Rock with drop whip
Traders are tips
We the option in the pocket like bills
Credit card meals brought appeal
Ya broad on the dills
God Allah skills heard across the hills
Recording round wrist ruff reporter in the field
(Get it Get it)
This type of duty mind of a movie impact
Soul in the track, boom slap, yo Nastee bring the tune back
I shine, you shine
You are the 1
I shine, you shine
Like The Rays from the sun
You make the sun shine
I shine, you shine
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I got you under pressure, fuck you and that heffer
I shot niggas for lesser, sad cause I felt the pleasure
Wit no effort kill these peasants, can you feel my presence?
I was heaven sent ever since conception
Holy f*ck, f*ck you
What I look like ducking you?
Put a hole in ya portfolio lay for a month or two
Who the fuck is you, they got me baffled
I'll leave half of you under the bathroom sink,
After I beat you wit a bag of apples bitch
I do that shit I walk it out, you on the coffin route
N*ggas don't listen to half of the shit you talking bout
I got some nice skirts for you guys since high heeling,
F*ck my feelings, I'm dwelling under high ceilings
Ok i hear you, I don't fear you we can shoot the fair one
I light the fire through the wire as I heat the cauldron
You running ya lips who said you was lit?
You son of a bitch, I'm sick of this shit,
I put my style and flavor all over this bitch, Brando
Was crafted to move tactics to keep from movin’ backwards
When actions become distractions mistakes could be ya last one
I flip a verb around a noun it’s just mental gymnastics
I move wit’ force when under armor whole campus is clappin’
Schools in session Blaq Claoq it’s no room for guessin’
So you foolish niggas stand at attention & stop wit’ stupid questions
Who you testin’ iron angle off in your direction
Feel da burn after you hit, clear sign of infection
Stakes is high as we thunder thru open skies
Thousand yard stare,stoppin’ hands of time
Blow ya mind like when you recline & find it was by design
Was holdin’ mine & let it all go when Nastee told shine
Pop da wine
I fashion you gasp at my passion for rhyme
See da bars reflectin’ like stars unless you fuckin’ blind
Metal race
Slow ya pace I blast the finish line
Johnny cash you nights dead ass until you gimme mine
I got, I got, that shit that gotchu under pressure
Head's up, You next up
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7. |
Warfare
02:31
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Every mornin’
We was out there
Every evenin’
You felt it in the air
Every mornin’
It was warfare
Every evenin’
You felt it in the air
Playin’ corners like he s’posed to he was exposed to
Wickedness fairytale niggas who’s nose grew
Sprinters in open toed shoes runnin’ thru whole crews
Gorilla niggas got da hood lookin’ like old zoos
Jake investigate da place amongst da silent face
For minor stake, some ‘ill turn you just 4 ya time & space
Rat shit, make me bat shit when we find a trace
C’mon C’mon C’mon C’mon C’mon
Can’t be serious, was taught to lake George or leave em’ curious
Sticky say we slip‘em a mickey leave em’ delirious
Competition stiffin’ when different niggas who join da mission
Get to pissin’ now he opposition – then your callin’
4 da drums of war stomp da shoe
U know da drill
On da cleff of Lauryn’s hill is where we settle scores
4 da mystique o’ dollars Chico let da Nico holla
Every mornin’
We was out there
Every evenin’
You felt it in the air
Every mornin’
It was warfare
Every evenin’
You felt it in the air
From 6 to 6 did it all in da bricks
From da snorkles & Tims to matchin’ da kicks
Real spit some would lick could give a fuck who got hit
Bystanders doubled over wit’ a hole in they shit
Summers were sick semi squeeze sessions no vest
Some niggas was comin’ home from doin’ more than a stretch
Pitch hitta at da plate tryna get ‘em on board
2 strikes in da batters box can’t afford 1 more
“swing & a miss,” got you tryna deal wit’ appeals
As you facin’ da bullshit comin’ outta left field
Never catch me on my belly in da lake wit’ da snakes
Or tryna cop it out da telly from niggas dats Jakes
Or a tapped phone conversin’ in a code they can break
I was taught by bigger pictures & da simple mistakes
Get caught lookin’ left he gotta right to ya plate
I seen the best get left & land right to their fate
Every mornin’
We was out there
Every evenin’
You felt it in the air
Every mornin’
It was warfare
Every evenin’
You felt it in the air
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No cap I'm clapping these niggas
No dap for these niggas
As soon as I touch down it's a wrap for these niggas
Brando I stand strong, this money I'm hands on
You can't fuck wit me wit them skinny pants on
One shot lose yo top, nigga ya man gone
These niggas ain't scratching the surface you wack and you worthless
I'm closing ya curtains cause you ain't serving no purpose
I purposely regulate you front and regurgitate
perfectly getting money demolish ya real estate
I'm sipping in good grapes, eating off better plates,
You flying off the handle cause you just a feather weight
Go ‘head and let that fella hate cause bitch I'm hella straight
Let em perpetrate I let my moves speak and demonstrate
I got weapons grade swag I'm cucumber cool
Make a move I'll leave you in a pool full of drool
I'm way beyond reproach I walked out the smoke
Climbed out a barrel of niggas wit no hope
Dropped all the lame shit, the fake nigga language,
Abolish phony dudes and the cowards that they hang wit
Feeling de ja vu, they all do the same shit
Knock, knock
Who’s there
Pop, Pop
Ya roof clear
A cop Shot
Who cares
Don’t be comin’ through here
When he shot, who’s to blame
Blaq Cloaq muthafucka don’t forget the name
Erase a few niggas deface you new niggas
I flow amazing with grace plus pint beautiful pictures
Face the concrete slow leak then ditch diggers
There’s two and a half feet from homes for you niggas
Rock em’ like the poison push the needle to vein
No need to chatter just the splatter from the shot to the brain
Can’t call it off too late cocktails is Molotov
We scream Maze Tov blow the whole scene then saw it off
Like a shotty with a body on it hanging from hip
You can catch it stuck in traffic air condition ya whip
Never drop the ball answer first ring when murder call
Pen collided with the paper like a bar room brawl
What the plan tho? Leave ‘em neck deep in desert sands tho
Krescendo nigga ante up or let ya hands go
Knock, knock
Who’s there
Pop, Pop
Ya roof clear
A cop Shot
Who cares
Don’t be comin’ through here
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You artificially intelligent
Waitin’ for google map to lead you back into your residence
Fuck who runnin’ for president you know this combo heaven sent
Me & jamaar on these bars spar wit cha veterans varsity coated lettermen
Leather sleeve swingin’ wit’ da wool in da front
You pullin’ a stunt we elevate like pullin’ a blunt
Kings to the ring, some can’t answer da call
You need pawns, bishops & rooks on da books when da knight falls
Like Nastee on a MP I’m bangin’ in here
From da,kick to da snare watch how I dominate squares
Prominent spear, back hand wrap around beard
Pop shit & off da rip we get it poppin’ in here
Settle your nerves,you facin’ Novak waitin’ on serves
I’m from a curb where the kiss of life is bond to your word
Talkin’ to the true & livin’ ‘bout some shit we just heard
I conquer mics & move da rhythm you a motionless bird
Nigga
He cross da line
Dats da lick to get served
We gon’ get ‘em
YEAH,YEAH,YEAH,YEAH
Yo bottom line
Real slick wit’ his words
We gon’ split em
YEAH,YEAH,YEAH,YEAH
He lost his mind
Now he fly wit’ da birds
Dat boy finished
YEAH,YEAH,YEAH,YEAH
He outta time
Now they chalkin’ da curb
Dat boy hit em
YEAH,YEAH,YEAH,YEAH
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10. |
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They keep you hypnotized
That’s a fact
Everyday
Don’t Let’em
Don’t let ‘em
Have you like it is what it is
It ain’t what it’s not
They congregate & change up da plot
Don’t let ‘em
Rewrite your history
Turn & teach you a mystery
Hidin’ behind missions of peace
Don’t let ‘em
Unfold a story & fold it back
Then look you in da eyes like they ain’t tell you that (fact)
Don’t let ‘em
Get you caught in illusions
These race riots & shootings
They truly ain’t revolutions
Don’t let ‘em
Spin da devils lies
Lord of flies
Gil told us all it won’t be televised
Don’t let ‘em
Have you thinkin’ less of ya self
Press ya self
You a dollar short invest in your health
Don’t let ‘em
Have you not seein’ the sunny side
When sunny died
Saw da sunny skies thru da runny eyes (cried)
Don’t let ‘em
Make you think that I preach
If each is to teach
I speak to da one I’m a teach capeesh?
They keep you hypnotized
That’s a fact
Everyday
Don’t Let’em
They keep you hypnotized with the different lies
Pull you over because of ya rims and how you tint ya ride
Only thing left for us is to get organized
How they treat women and abortion rights
They selling organs from immigrants, use them as a prize
To the rich, somehow they stay immortalized
Court order lives, baby mama sure to cry
Caught a vibe, I was gonna fry ask my lawyer why
Water drippin’ from ya eyes now you tearing up
You hypnotized like Biggie and Puff
You was set up
By the ones cheering you up
On ya very next hearing you f*cked
Think about it
Three strike rule got ya son living’ on the top tier
Legal slave labor change laws and impose fear
And it’s so clear they got an agenda
The Klan wearing blue now and looking members
They keep you hypnotized
That’s a fact
Everyday
Don’t Let’em
They keep you hypnotized
That’s a fact
Everyday
Don’t Let’em
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No peace, it’s war in these streets
We pit bulls off da leash
Exposin’ these sheep, who like wolves underneath
Sight of his teeth
we play for keeps Slay da beast
head of a snake thumbs of a thief
Blood in my veins, to the blood on my shoes
Its the blood of a king, ya blood is due
Eye for an eye, with both I see you
Its a blind date until these bullets meet you
Yea I run with thieves, but I dare you wanna steal from me
Put you in that wood cubby or that big steel buggy
Drama like your baby mama, know this sh*t real ugly
C L stomp you out feet bleeding while you gettin’ bloody
Y’all dying over principle, it aint even over real money
Actin’ like a dumb dumb, you gonna get these dumbs dumbs
I don’t even want ya bae, tell her not to come for me
I got bitter taste, she could never put her tongue on me
Money drugs and women y’all religion and follow to the death
Brink of real light, got the nerve to leave debt after your death
No wonder you can’t get ahead of yourself, or better yourself
Always worried about somebody else, life and they wealth
No peace, it’s war in these streets
We pit bulls off da leash
Exposin’ these sheep, who like wolves underneath
Sight of his teeth
we play for keeps Slay da beast
head of a snake thumbs of a thief
Todays agenda, expose all frauds & great pretenders
Lumber Jack, back wit’ da axe
Topple ‘ya timber
Do remember, leave no clue in a cold December
When it spring summa you fall chill my heart winter
Engrave page like switch blade wit’ straight rage
U a slice away dicey wit’ life & price paid
Easy on a Sunday mornin’
Lionelle Ritchie Commodore
Shinin’ with’ true alignment
Don’t ask me what I’m rhymin’ 4
I see ya eyes they on bigger pies in bigger skies
Don’t surprised when you peel it back & it’s a bigger lie
Let’s discuss who to trust when da tables turn
Until they learn it’s fire wit’ fire so let it burn
Pool of piranhas & it’s death over dishonor
Wanna talk reparations then start movin’ them commas
Cancel than, wit da serpent skin on ya back
Who battery chargin’ backs
While tellin’ half of da facts
(If that)
No peace, it’s war in these streets
We pit bulls off da leash
Exposin’ these sheep, who like wolves underneath
Sight of his teeth
we play for keeps Slay da beast
head of a snake thumbs of a thief
My physique, stronger than them
They outta shape and they weak
Crowded at the bottom but ain’t too many at the peak
Like a tire when it creep, these cameras don’t sleep
Heart of a lion, mine is unique
& It’s deep, hear what you want but watch they words when they speak
Double da meanin’ & choose a version when it leak
Saw words kill but talk Is cheap
Tale o’ 2 cities where chalk lines meet white sheets
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12. |
Higher feat. Sinnn
02:47
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We want to take you higher!
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Konflik Boston, Massachusetts
Hailing from Roxbury, MA (by way of BVT) and blazin' mics across the entire east coast for over 20 years, this emcee's story is infamous but still untold to the masses. His evolution ties are with Boston MA's Krytical & The Bassment as well as Burlington Vermont's Belize Beha, GFB & Eye Oh You. A stage show and studio veteran, Konflik has honed his craft alongside Hip-Hop legends. ... more
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