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Mixed Tape

by Buhay Cali

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1.
Palo Palo 03:11
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You can jack this beat, borrow my flow Let a Ghost write u some soulful licks But can't clone soul you colons so full of shh No auto tune acapellas I need a vocalist Buy a ticket to they show and they vocals is shh They just hoping you to too drunk to notice the mix And the current climate no longer require dope lyricist Maybe we set that bar too high Kids like f it why even try let’s pop some bars n get high We like fire and wind mixed together betcha never be inspired again So we kill em on this smooth beat willing to meet the new me You weak souls cold get rolled just like a doobie You a flash in the pan another wack ass rapper catch the back of my hand get it See what you can't understand is you ain't up to par probably lost your balls in the sand Buhay Spill truth clashin wit our hive A health hazard if you want ya squad to survive You should chill duke my baby pull da k out her coach n bench ya starting five Rookies ain’t f ing wit the archive From up North to down to the Southside Watch that mouth online if u plan on coming outside Bout time the people got some new dope for they ears Here's a little samething 2 feed your fix till later this year Here we come with a steady mind ready for whatever lies deadly combination buhay til the day I die Gonna touch the sky been to the moon back I zoom outta tune where that real music at All I hear is copy cats non creative sloppy raps A bunch of imposters talking all that hollow trash Ain't got no message can't even kick a free You wouldn't last 5 seconds in the ring with me
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Summertime again 03:54
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I feel like Yesterday's rain made way for better weather Have not had a day like today in forever No umbrella let the top down cant stop wont stop to the top now I Feel like hitting my fam you feel like hitting the sand I know u stay in the streets but lets link where the waves meet the land ganja spliff in my hand henny and freaks and plenty good eats Hit me when u reach Get here soon as you can Let the sun shine in Ooh summertime again Just let the sun shine in Ooh summertime again I'm on my way had to make a couple moves no work then no play Hey uh yeah that's how it go on the left Smoke the stress away we never knowing what's next Always under pressure so when it's time to chill Might as well light trees got some time to kill Cooling out with the homies so ignite the grill I'm Filipino damn right i need some rice for real Let the sun shine in Ooh summertime again Just let the sun shine in Ooh summertime again Lil bro n yeroc slid true wit a pound for the cause Epeezy blessed the grill he said you ain't got no sauce Fools claimin they dominologist Until it’s 10 to get on board And they kocking washing dishes complaining about the score Triple OGs kickin game to the lil homies I’m Relaxing wit my roni she all up on me Get higher by bonfire in evening Nothing but Loved ones how I like to spend my weekend We can so we do drink a brew maybe one or two Honeys looking smooth wanna hang with the crew Gold chain tatted up got your hair on point Cause this bud's for you go ahead and pass it around We got that boombap blasting that classic sound Hold up everybody tryna to find a way in If you ain't smiling you ain't living right what can say then Let the sun shine in Ooh summertime again Just let the sun shine in Ooh summertime again Your loved ones and my loved ones We all family My loved ones and your loved ones We all family No set tripping at the barbecue No set tripping at the barbecue Let the sun shine in Ooh summertime again Just let the sun shine in Ooh summertime again Your loved ones and my loved ones We all family My loved ones and your loved ones We all family
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Cyphernetics 03:47
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Growing up Hip Hop 04:13
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Pop locked to Rocket at the roxy with the Bronx rockers Then awkwardly walked on beat street to test the waters Suede pumas fat laces thats the starter kit Hip hop in its purest I'm honored to be a part of it Looking for the perfect beat Cause ain't no half stepping Blast master brought the rapture and captured y'all attention Descended from a different time When emcees had that vintage rhyme Before the gimmicks and that online image lie Authentic when I rep the scene come clean like the damaja Before all promoters and all them token road managers You had to handle it prepare for all scenarios So here we go here we go on ya burial Got high on black Sunday still bumping the chronic two My eyes are dilated I triumph like the wu Got 5 like the luniz getting live like the crew My lines like cool j cause ladies love what I do Yo you see that new piece the homie just rocked Growin up Hip Hop Bboys battling on the blacktop Growing up Hip Hop My favorite dj put out a new tape Growin up Hip Hop Mc cyphers dope freestylers Growin up Hip Hop Thrive off the comp hip hop bring out da beast Bring ya best to the battle then we all leave in peace But someone somewhere wit no skills couldn't deal Why we can't party and get ill without somebody gettin killed Mixtapes was real djs blended the latest wit the greatest Beat jugglers and turntablist Breakers n pop lockers Graffiti writers use to hook the block up Wit dope art fresher than any gallery Its not about a salary its apl about reality But you prefer 2 live in fantasy They whole existence fallacy thinking reverse we movin backwards More than a verse can't take back these words Universe take ownership Whether you oppose or condoning this This is hip hop Yo you see that new piece the homie just rocked Growin up Hip Hop Bboys battling on the blacktop Growing up Hip Hop My favorite dj put out a new tape Growin up Hip Hop Mc cyphers dope freestylers Growin up Hip Hop Los 90´s nunca han muerto porque viven en mi Yo cuento realidad y otros de mil en mil Estoy rozando los 40 I do it for the real Descargando esta tormenta como lluvia de abril Aunque no vivo de las ventas pero vivo por ti Yo no hago hits, seguimos on the street, no en la suite Estoy sonando en California with this hispanis shit, para los latinos que me entienden, esto es para ellos, si Mc seguimos siendo esa gran famila, que hicieron de los valores del hip hop como su Biblia Nacimos donde el arte con la calle se concilia, donde aun la esencia late, viendo como otros se exilian Esto es para Homeboys no para gangsters de escaparate, Raps de adidas superstar y sprays, no Berettas y bates No hay debate, si cojo el micro bienvenido a Siria, estan buscando combate pero les mata la envidia Yo you see that new piece the homie just rocked Growin up Hip Hop Bboys battling on the blacktop Growing up Hip Hop My favorite dj put out a new tape Growin up Hip Hop Mc cyphers dope freestylers Growin up Hip Hop
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Impeccable 01:53
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All you rappers funny Say they money dummy But when I see them money bummy In my ear with a whole bunch of nothing Faking love for the plug Shoulder shrug like u spending something Homey that favor old Game to be sold Now pay what u owe Thats not yo style how u rockin my style Want u tell em where u got ur style I'm versatile with my patterns let the beat decide what happens Off script when I spit reach inside that's all that matters You fading away like MJ in the post I'm making my way like sunny days on the coast Running on diesel you gassed up unleaded Slap up you wack f’s you just don't get it better head to hills my skills off of the mill Still lost in the dark from all the garbage you spill I'm not filipino enough for some filipinos Nobody ever told me different till i was around some Filipinos Like I’m not brown enough while u buying cake soap Fake concious rappers in the streets screamin they stayin woke Critics take ya notes then jump off a cliff If u confuse me for somebody who give a shh Bout views or clicks step to this raw and lose ur kicks Now excuse me while i light my spliff You know you like that shh the way the mic get ripped I flip a switch all you sucka rappers might get skipped This is the life I live gimme space when I levitate Gliding over bass lines never will I hesitate Wait I guess I just did that's ok they always underestimating the kid Been in the war zone alone but look who’s still rhyming It's Sab and Randola with impeccable timing

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Buhay Cali x Slap Up Mill bring you "Mixed Tape"
Produced by Slap Up Mill

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released June 11, 2018

Written and Performed by Buhay Cali, Stadi, Frosty the know-matic, Dash Shamash, and Mr. MIller
Produced by Slap Up Mill for Victory Mode Music
Mixed by Da Bluntmaster
Mastered by Dash Shamash

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Sabotawj connects with Randam Luck's Randola to form Buhay Cali!

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