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1.
MadSkillz - i'm not good at anything... besides... 01:25
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Yo fuck a bitch up This is hip hop, not a pit stop To shit pop, I got a bick cock If you want bad rap, get pissed off Cause this here, isn’t it love I spit rough, I lick cunts I’m the best in, the business And if you diss this, slit a wrist bitch Cause music is the only thing, that I’m good at And you’re an idiot, if you say you only like hood rap Telling me to do gangster shit, well I could man But that is boring, straight outta the textbook fam Okay look man, I know that’s it hard to get That gangster rap is bad, no, it’s not the hardest shit, and I admit You probably hate that I’m spitting slower than slow Rapping fast is dumb, like it’s the only way to flow Said I hate it bro, so I take it slow Fuck your bitch with a grenade though I’m homemade yo I build this shit, like play-doh You’re just a fake hoe, no gardening And I’m the realest shit… marketing Now I’m staying in the game, cause I’m build for it And I’m gonna make you motherfuckers feel something
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The Artist - Bars on Bars on Bars on Bars... Bitch! 01:47
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T.A. is hot like a heat wave On D-day, I'm bad as a rap cliche Most rappers are fake, couldn't sell them on e-bay You wanna-be bae? You're longing to be fake Talking about how you're always puffing But really, you do nothing, but sucking You dumb fuck, go listen to some more Young Thug But don't expect to get a girl, that guy is like a cock-block Shut up! With all your, silly rhymes You say you don't have time, but it feels like your stealing mine I'm done with fill-in lines, the last time, was the last time (Insert fill-in line, as long as it has rhymes) I wanna become, the one, you can't look past Bitch slap you so hard, the first round is the last And I protect my lungs, cause I don't wanna blow ash But it's a known fact, that I still smoke fags Pow! That's not the sound of a gun It's me uppercutting you, up into, the sun The only person who might live up to me, is my son And I love rap more than bitches, so I guess that I won, hah Get it? Cause I'm not having a fucking kid I got the rap game, I don't need more fucking shit To clean up, it's enough, that I gotta babysit So much that I feel like a pedofile rapist, who facesits Yea, I cuss, cause "fuck" and "slut" is just words I must use And if that offends you, you can suck my bust-a-nut-juice What’s the fuss dude? You know that I’m the boss dude Suck my dick again, and lick off the puss, ewwww Fuck you, you’re gonna make some smart jokes? Then I’m getting my knife, and slitting, apart throats You aren't dope and you don't have a hard flow Bitch you're about the equivalent of a fart joke No-body likes your body, buddy Oh you think you're a hottie, people just see you as slutty honey Hunting money is your game, cause you're a fucking dummy You're getting not cash, you're getting crashed, now that's fucking funny
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Mads - Troubled Thoughts 03:27
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[Intro] Hey. Don’t ever let somebody tell you, you can’t do something. Not even me. All right? You got a dream? You gotta protect it. People can’t do something themselves, they want to tell you you can’t do it. You want something? Go get it! Period! [Verse] "So you think you've got what it takes?" that's what they always said Made me feel so lonely, locked inside a fucking shed - (door slamming) That's how I'm picturing my own mind But I got over my loneliness, and now I'm so fine I did it on my own bitch! you didn't help with shit I was all alone with, my thoughts, until I saw that it's Not too bad to be by myself, I kinda like him We're homophones, cause I am kinda like him "Who's him?" you ask, I'm talking about Mads Just a lone lad, but trust me, he owns that He won't back down, until he's found his own sound Sits in town at night, listening to if it's around Cause it just might be, the day that he gets struck by lightning Not as in dying, but as: I found the thing that are MY thing And I'm trying, to keep it dear and near to my heart But I can't stop feeling like it's crap and not art Hm? The Artist, hah, what a fucking joke Feel like stopping yo, my head's always dropping low But I can't stop, cause this is my passion And I hope to pass on, more than just a fast rap song I lost, control of my thoughts, a long time ago So I put on my headset, and stop fighting those Voices in my head, telling me to be more social But I don't want to, I'm fucking Elsa, I'm so cold And that's cool, hah, no pun intended "Mads?" Hello voice, and so the fun has ended "You need to take the headset off, and just go and talk to..." But I don't want to, don't you understand what I've gone through? Every person I held close, turned and said "fuck you" "But there are good people..." No let me just stop you I'm okay alone, really, I'm not lying Not on ground crying, I was meant to be alone until I'm dying, so... [Hook x4] Sing aloud, sing aloud again It's getting hard enough to hear it I'm getting low, getting low again Inside my head now I can feel it
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The Artist - Sitting on The Edge of The World 02:54
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[Verse 1] If I could go back, do the right things I wanna be the best, bring on the fight kings I think, that I can be more than I am But I don’t know how to become a better man Guess I ran, away from all my problems Try to focus my mind, but I’m thoughtless I’m disappointed in myself, like a lost test Can’t find the answers, like a lost test When I think I sleep, it’s false rest Worrying about tomorrow, but that’s all next Why dream about becoming, president? We should focus on now! Present tense I’m destined to be no one’s best friend I’m just a friend of a friend of a friends friend I lied, when I said I’m fine, alone In this house on my own, so pick up the phone [Hook x2] Oh no, I’m about to blow I don’t know, where I want to go So I’m just, sitting here on the edge Of the world, not like the rest [Verse 2] When I wrote the first verse, I was feeling down But not anymore, nope, I’m healing now I’m really proud of myself, cause it was hard To not just show my teeth, but smile from the heart Yea yea, sad things, happen, again and again But I finally figured out, that I need a friend In the end, it didn’t matter what I thought I was torturing myself, like my own Holocaust So sure that I could make it on my own But oh no, I was about to blow I had to show, my depression to some And after I did, you guessed it, I won I’ve come so far... that-that I didn’t finish the lyrics for this song Fuck man idk, j-just run the hook again, I guess Yea [Hook x4] Oh no, I’m about to blow I don’t know, where I want to go So I’m just, sitting here on the edge Of the world, not like the rest
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MadSkillz - Who's That!? 01:21
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[Verse 1] “Who’s that Billy?” - “Well it’s, MadSkilly” Better get back when I rap, it’s like fast killing You claim you’re hot, but you’re not, like a bad Chilli Think I’ve come to play soft? Well, that’s silly I’m here to slap you bitch up, ‘cause hip hop Has been lost, since the day that it was something you could make a mil off Hah, I’m still boss, fuck that kid Mac Miller He’s about as dope as a 60’s thriller I’m sick of, these wack ass, rap game fillers I will not, step down from this motherfucking pillar Get real dog, go hide behind your Instagram filter Dope raps, that’s what I’m motherfucking build off Want me to do this bad? Well, it’s hard to do I’m not you, I won’t save it, with autotune Now you’re so mad, that every part of you Go to record a response but you mic’s like “that’s not the smartest move” [Hook] When I start to rap, bitch I blow your mind So sing along to this hook, if you know the lines Wait you can’t, this is new, man I lose rap So everybody I meet is like, “Who’s that?”
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The Artist - So Alone 01:27
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[Hook] And I’ve been going through hell Caught in a vicious spell Blinded by the light, crossed course, stumbled and fell I’m feeling so alone, I think I’m ‘bout to explode System overload! [Verse] I think I’m meant to be alone, no girl loves me Someone tell me what’s wrong, am I dumb or ugly? I must be, cause when I say this, I mean it I’ve only given love, I’ve never fucking received it Cupid’s a mean bitch, you know that it would be Real easy, to just go ahead and shoot me I’m getting fucking pissed off, so I’m shouting “You can’t aim for shit, you’re hitting everyone around me” Wow G, you got a new girl? That’s about the Eight time this month, and you say it proudly What? You just broke up, and you don’t even mind it? You don’t know what love is! - I’m struggling to find it I can’t hide it this shit is making me fucking mad It’s sad that no one is, loving me back My head is overloading on thoughts - just pause, for a second All I want is to feel love, do I really have to be begging? [Hook] And I’ve been going through hell Caught in a vicious spell Blinded by the light, crossed course, stumbled and fell I’m feeling so alone, I think I’m ‘bout to explode System overload!
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Dantalian - A Small Break-down 01:54
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I'm feeling kinda strange, like I'm out of place I shout, but nobody can hear me in outer space I don't win or lose, I just doubt the race I'm proud, but I think that I'm about to break Down, sounds, surrounds all around me I try to run, but I think that they bound me Talking to me, but it feels like they're shouting They try to guide me, but why so loudly? Argh, shut up, I'm fine I don't need you in my face, all the fucking time Don't need your help, on this walk through life Cause you're not my cane, and I'm not blind Why do you have an opinion about my beard bro? Let me make it clear yo, that’s pretty weird bro “If you shaved a bit, you’d look so hot dude” Well it’s my face, so shut up before I cut you I know you mean well, but it’s pretty, well mean You don’t seem, to get, that you’re not a queen Just a slutty teen, thinking that you know the modern scene But I’m not about to be a part of that fucking scheme Every thought of being, makes me vomiting Cause I despise being, just another common thing So please stop with your motherfucking commenting Cause if you don’t, your near future isn’t promising Yea I’m gonna bring, the opposite of pleasure If I have to sit through another fucking lecture “Listen kids this is the important bit” That might to true, but it’s boring shit Can’t you see, that the whole class is snoring bitch? School's only six hours, but feels like forty-six - Forty-six, yea it feels like forty-six Forty-six, yea it feels like forty-six Six, six, six, six
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The Artist - Status Update 01:34
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Okay, let’s be honest, I’ve made a lot of sad songs I’m tryna stop, but I can’t promise, that that’s done In fact hon, I’m working on an album That’s probably the most depressed that I have done So that’s fun, but today I’m here to lighten your mood From the mind of a dude, who’s, kind of a pseud And kind of a prude, but then again, I like the nude So I guess that I’m also, kinda lewd *Phew* That’s my brain, it’s like that all day Yea I got headaches, but it’s called fate Cause it’s a small pay, to make y’all say “Wow, this guy spits real shit, it’s all great” But it never happens, like a mall date Wait, is that just me? Well, balls mate I only go out alone, like a false date “Yea, let’s meet soon, how about the forty eighth?” But first mate, I gotta make a status update
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The Artist - Winter 01:41
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I like walking through the city, when it's all busy I'm like a ghost, wonder if they all miss me? Cause I'm easy to miss, like you were doing a no scope "I don't give fuck", hah, seems like that joke's old Lyrics on my mind, can't type on my phone though I think my fingers are broke yo, from the cold snow It’s painful to write, but deleting is a no-go I'm wasting my power and thoughts, if I don't show you Breathe out, leave my soul in the air Music in my head, I was born with it there My life's great when soundwaves, makes the ground shake Nice tones and tight flows, damn, there’s no doubt mate I'd date, music, if she was a real girl I love her and I hate her, hah, that's a mean world But that’s fine, I’m alright, no need to worry Just focusing on my dreams, I don’t want them to be blurry

about

This album/mixtape is just a bunch of old shit we never got to release, and a little bit of new shit, that needs a place to go.

Most songs were recorded in a period of time where Dantalian (formerly The Artist), were going through some hard times. So that's why a lot of the songs are more dark and serious. Cause he dominated the label.

Also, some of the songs were recorded at the same time they were written. But most of the songs are recently recorded, with older lyrics.
So most of the songs themselves are from 2016.

credits

released June 27, 2016

Track 1 produced by: MadSkillz

Track 2 produced by: SykoBeats
www.youtube.com/user/SykoBeats

Track 3 produced by: Garrett Johnson
soundcloud.com/garrett-johnson-music/

Track 4 & 6 produced by: DansonnBeats
www.dansonnbeats.com
www.youtube.com/user/DansonnBeats

Track 5 produced by: DJ Hoppa (from Funk Volume)
twitter.com/djhoppa?lang=en
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Track 7 produced by: Cherax Destructor (with small edits by: Dantalian)
cheraxdestructor.bandcamp.com/album/rare-archives-vol-01

Track 8 produced by: ZitroxBeats
zitroxbeats.com
www.youtube.com/user/zitroxOfficially

Track 9 produced by: Tellingbeatzz
soundcloud.com/tellingbeatzz
www.youtube.com/user/tellingbeats

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