Here we go, 8 tracks of analog monsters to flood your boombox and bash the teeth out of any that dares eat tapes. The A-side is all the songs and the B-side is the kind of treasure an emcee like me dreamed about back in the days of locking myself in the bathroom and freestyling for hours on end: the beats. TaliRod blended the Iron Mike Sharp instrumentals, so you'll have smooth transitions between those bars you're laying on thick.
As soon as the tapes come in, they will be on their way to you!
Unlike the mock up, the tapes will have no windows.
20 minutes each side, quality boom bap for your soul.
Includes unlimited streaming of Iron Kofa Sharp
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
He so tyrannical, damage you, bro's a animal
Fold a scram a 2, for walkin in open sandal shoes
Knuckle Fragguh famm the cru a roll the cannons thru
fireball Roman candle you, Those is flammable
he hood molded, wolf in wolf clothing,
Iron Mike lung wood rollin kush smokim,
You overlook shoulder, soldier we took over,
Wile e coyote over cliff I push boulder,
These crooks colder look closer they shook kofa,
1 workin burner on the stove i cook over,
an G chef like Ramsey on the flame,
Artillery train whole family on the range
y'all insane, we cleary are deranged,
Got me gravediggin cuz they bury yall wit chains,
Got you addicts scratchin tearin on ya veins,
An save ya politics, jus spare me all the change
Brockton to the Fortress
And the Fortress back to Brockton
G Fam and Kofa rocking
Be warned the beats are knocking
We form to make the coffins that we drop them in fast
Speech storms staying monstrous to conquer and smash
Sankofa
I’m watching walking heaps of compost, they biodegrade
Providing arrays to bomb those, survivalists pray
I’m the fly ascendent leaving them hiding inside of cryogenics
With mics a menace vendettas getting them all iced and deaded
Slice berettas using venom for my medicine
repping better than ever endeavor ledgering evidence
Step in the sediment sinking deep beneath the rhetoric
Creature creeping in memories enemies weep and end it quick
Centipedes, leaves, and regiments sleep
Meanwhile I storm forwards, know they never compete
I endeavor to breathe turning air to fumes that are toxic
A violent end that I have penned the tomb of colossus
So gruesome and awkward my movement is the proof of the trauma
Iron Mike takes the flavor then produces the monster
They weren’t prepared for this, crossing G Fam and Kofa is perilous
They lack the wherewithal to tear and brawl, so there it is
Started following Juga-Naut upon hearing him break down life and rap relating to Kool G Rap on Crate808 and I've been a fan since. Wordplay, skill, the dope backdrops, what's not to love? Sankofa
