Tuesday, February 28, 2006

What you know about grime?


Hey, here's some more grime tracks.
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Tracks I ripped off the Richie Vibe Vee show

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tracklist:

Blackjack ft. Nasty Jack - How Der Like
Demon - One Away Flow
Demon ft Big Seac - Tools Go Bang
FT - FT Skank
Ghetto - Back In a Big Way
Scorcher - Not No Talker
SLK - North Weezy (remix)
Mark One ft Virus Syndicate - Contagious Rhyming
Virus Syndicate - Live Freestyle
Virus Syndicate - Major list MC's (rmx)
Virus Syndicate - Neva Argue
Wiley - Carnival
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Here is the most recent DJ Lioness set

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tracklist:

Doctor - Gotta Man
Faction G - Neck Of The Woods
Jammer - Mercul Man Remix (Instrumental)
DaVinChe - Phaze
Ms Dynamite, Wariko & Selah - Gotta Make It Through
DaVinChe, Bashy & Katie Pearl - Pryin
Ny - Fire
Ny - Embrace
Footsie - Scars
Dreama - Strangers Remix
Danielle Senior - Next To You
Wonder Feat. Nio - Best Foot Forward
Charmzy - Banger
Skreamz - The Request Line
Fury - Colder Remix Freestyle
Wiley - Eski Boy Instrumental
Wiley - Eski Boy
Shotz - Crossfire VIP
Dcoy - Barbarian
Jiggalo Feat. Louie Lou - Leave You
Terror Danjah - Unknown
Spyro - 60 Pence
Dj Mackie - Dont Shoot
Scandalous Unlimited - Oh Yes
N.A.S.T.Y - This Song
Skepta - Go On Den
Mega (South Agents) - Coke Drive
Rossi B & Luca - In The Place Instrumental
Jammer - Shangooli (Lewi White Remix)
Charmzy - Anthem
Dj Mackie - Sitar
Snipe Keedo - Xtra Freestyle
Flirta D - Step In The Club
Dreama - Cherry
DaVinChe - Mega Drive
OT & Dogenham Alliance - Untitled
N.A.S.T.Y - Gang Banger
Blackjack - Arcade
Fire Camp - Forward 2
High Grade Clan - Step To Us (Special)
J Sweet - Over Drive
Miss Beatz - Saw It Comin Instrumental
Big E D - Q Bass
Zero (South Agents) - Nu Step
Tubby T Feat. Purple - Ready She Ready (Scandalous Unlimited Remix)
Smasher - Do What You Gotta Do
Blemish - Independent Ladies
Lyrically Scar'd - Fallin
Sound Syndicate Feat. Others - My style
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The Fuck Radio Vol. 2 Mixtape ft. Scorcher, Ghetto. Slicks, Merkston...

DOWNLOAD HERE

sorry no tracklist...

Shuffle Your Feet


When everything's going down
And nothing seems to feel the same
No one seems to know my name
No one seems to go my way

Who knows if I'll see you again
Who knows if I'll see you again

One for the soul may dreamers
One for the wicked man
One for the peaceful protests
That keeps the war in demand

Who knows if I'll see you again
Who knows if I'll see you again

Time gonna save our souls
Time gonna save my soul
Time gonna save our souls
Time gonna save my soul

I never thought I'd see it coming
I never thought I'd ever know
Nothing seems to take me over
Nothing seems to let me go

Who knows if I'll see you again
Who knows if I'll see you again

Monday, February 27, 2006

Weekend News


Thursday, thursday....thursday. What happened then? Can't be entirely sure. I remember writing up the last post on here, then for the middle chunk of the night I'm just not sure. I think I may have gone to the hookah bar, maybe I had some people over here, or maybe I just sat around drinking forties by myself. Who knows? It's just too fuzzy. Come around 3am on that night I do remember. Lillian came by for a couple of hours after she got off of work. We smoked a bunch of bud, etc., she went home, I slept.
About eight hours later, she is sending me a text message to see if I want to go out on Mill to get some lunch. Sure, why not. So, I shower up, get dressed and head over to the bus stop. I get there, and school must have just gotten out, because the bus stop is mobbed with fourteen year olds, who turned an almost empty bus into a packed tin of sardines. I get on, and the driver was a total cocksucker that I had to stand next to for most of the ride; two girls come by with a micro-cassette recorder and ask me to make the weirdest sound I can think of for them, I tell them 'It's too early for me, maybe later.' Then some other guy comes up to me and says 'Hey man, did anyone ever tell you that you look like the boss.' "Thanx man, I actually grew up in the town right next to Springsteen." Man, the people out here in the valley really like to chat it up on public transportation, it's just not like the subway in New York. Anyways, I'm off the bus and walking up to Starbucks to meet Lillian, I'm running about ten minutes late, and her five minutes later. We decide to go over to Zuma Grill for lunch (ohhh.... fish and chips). The sun hasn't even set and the beer drinking has already begun. After lunch, we head next door to the Cue Club, her neighbor happens to be playing at the table next to us, so we hang out with them for awhile and play some pool. By this point, I've switched from beer to Red Bull and Vodka. I've also realized that the international Guiness toast was on for that night, so I began to start sending out messages to rally up the troops over to the Cue Club. Probably sometime around eight, Viki and Ricky show up, they wanted to eat some dinner, so we went back next door to Zuma with them. We hang for awhile, more alcohol is consumed, and then Lillian and I decide to catch the bus back to my place so we can blaze some gear. We get back, smoke a couple quick bowls, and Matt is downstairs with Jim and Stephanie waiting for us so we can go back to the Cue Club. We get back, I'm wasted by now, a bunch of people were there, and I don't even remember who half of them were. By the time the Guiness toast rolled around Viki and I were so drunk we missed it because we were sitting outside smoking despite the numerous warnings from others that it was about to happen. I guess at some point around midnight Lillian and I took a cab back to my place. We hung out for a bit, listened to music, and smoked some more gear. Eventually, she got a cab home. After she left I went over to Carmen's place to see what she was up to, she was sleeping, since she had work at 6am, so I just talked to her a few minutes and confirmed when she wanted to meet up on Sunday. Probably around two now, I headed next door to the hookah bar, so I could score some takeaway. Over there, while I'm waiting for my gyro, I run into Seth and Nancy, and I tell them to come over whenever they finish smoking. When I get back, Jim is back too, so after my gyro, we start drinking some more. Then Nancy comes by, so we start smoking some bud again. Seth comes by with a buddy of his, and he's obviously wasted. Then he tries to bring about six guys into my place, but it's a no go. So, he leaves, Nancy leaves, then Jim and decide it would probably be best to get some sleep, considering we had to be up in a few hours to go to a barbeque at Viki's place.
Saturday around noon I'm waking up to a phone call from Craig. 'Hey man, I'll be over in about an hour to pick you up.' I get in the shower to wash away the hangover from the previous night; it didn't work that well. Craig gets here, Jim and I get in, we pickup Lillian, hit the freeway, and we arrive at Viki's place. After a couple of beers, my hangover subsided. Then we just did the typical BBQ thing; beers, meat, and classic rock. Viki's place is pimped though; full gym, grills, volleyball, hot girls, hot tub, and a sick pool. Come seven it was time to head back into Tempe. Craig and Lillian decided to go home, Jim was too wasted to leave his apartment, so I was left to figure out the rest of the night for myself. Carmen wasn't home, so that was out. However, I ran into Layla, Samir, and Jess on the stairwell. Layla invited me to a party, I accepted. After about an hour she came down to my place, we had a couple of drinks, then went next door to the hookah bar to get some dinner. There we ran into some more people who were also going to the party. After eating we came back to Apache and went upstairs to get our ride. Our ride to the party involved having to go to Native New Yorker and waiting for Jess and two other guys to eat their dinners. But hey, we finally made it. As soon as we get there we signed up for the beer pong game going on in the center of the room. While we waited I saw Derik and Tommy in the bedroom scamming on some chick, which was funny. Then I spot Seth on the other side of the room, and he was so drunk the night before he totally forgot he was at my place that night. So, we hang out for a awhile, play some beer pong, have some laughs, the cops come (fuck that), played some more beer pong and left. We go back to the hookah bar with more people. Hang there for awhile, smoke much shisha, and then draw whoever's still around over to my place. At this point there's probably about eight people over here, drinking, smoking, listening to music. Then my buddy comes through with some blow, we're in the bedroom right away; cut, cut, scrape, scrape, sniff, sniff, aaahhhh.... We all hang out for awhile more, everyone leaves but Tommy, Layla, and Samir. We sit around longer watching videos and bullshitting. Samir goes back upstairs, then Layla, Tommy and I head over to the Orange Store. We chill there for awhile, I get to read New Times for the upcoming gigs, then we all go to our respective homes, and see a nice deep purple sunrise on the way back. I'm getting ready to pack it in, when my buddy with the blow comes back. So, that turns into staying up for another two hours and having a long discussion about cultures, making money, and politics. Come ten-thirty, I'm in bed.
I wakeup around three-thirty feeling like hell. If the excessive pot smoking and alcohol abuse of the previous three days wasn't enough, my heart felt like it was going to blow out of my chest. Why? I can guess. The coke must have been cut with meth. I take a shower, no comfort. I go to Carmen's to see when she wants to go to the Social Distortion show, she says, 'around six-thirty, we're just hanging out drinking now if you want to come in.' I barely spit out the words "nah.... I'm.. just gonna... chill at my place....be back round then." I come back and wallow in my death. Come six-thirty, I'm strongly contemplating not going. I had tried eating and drinking beer to come around, but it wasn't working. So I'm thinking I'll just not go over there and maybe they'll leave without me. No dice, Carmen comes to my place at six-thirty. We hangout for a bit, and I start to feel better. She makes me a shot, and I puke it up immediately; it made me feel better though, so by now I was ready to do this. We go over to her place to meet up with the other two people we're going with. Hang for a bit, drink more, get a cab. We get to Marquee Theatre, and they made us take our shoes off like we were at the airport. What's up with that. Well, we get in, have a few shots, Red Bull/Vodkas; OK, I'm drunk now. Social D comes out to a sell-out crowd, that was going wild. I've been to many shows, but I gotta give it up to Social D, they were damn good, they even did a five song encore that closed with a cover of 'Ring Of Fire'. Also, the whole time, Carmen was all over me, kissing me in front of her recent ex-boyfriend's roomate. We get back to Apache, get more drunk, more of Carmen all over me, and then the other two leave. As soon as they do, she takes her pants off. And then without giving me more than fifteen seconds to make a move, she puts 'em back on, and says I should go. Hahahahaha.... By the way, when she's drunk, let's just say she can be a tad unstable. So I walk out into the hallway with her, and she says 'you don't know how to treat a woman, you're all talk.' So I say "maybe you're just impatient." I go in to kiss her, and she turns her head the other way. So I just laugh, and say goodnight, she slams her door. By the time I'm at the bottom of her stairs, I hear her door open back up, I turn around, and there she is asking me to come back up. I do, we start to make out on the couch. But, her drunkeness has taken hold and she is basically passing out. Fucking typical. I get a call on my phone, and take it out in the hallway. After I'm done, I come back in, and try to get her up, so she can lock the door behind me. It's not happening. Then she starts to hiccup like she's about to be sick. Great... so I carry her into bed and comfort her until the sickness subsides, and then I end up passing out myself..... Then.... 5am..... alarm.... BEEP!BEEP!BEEP!BEEP!.... go home and sleep.

Thursday, February 23, 2006

Sore and Satisfied


Man... My body is worked. One side of my neck is swollen. My torso is laced with bites and scratches. There are bruises on my neck. My legs are stiff. Hell, even my balls are a little sore. So what happened? Did I get attacked by a wild animal? Did I jump out of a window? Was I hit by a car? No. So, what was it my friends? Sex. Sex. And more sex. And it wasn't just only sex. It was sex with a girl who has an insatiable appettite, and likes to bite. But, hey, that's cool, don't get me wrong, I'm not putting it down. It was good. Fuck, I'm even looking foward to it again. I mean, fuck, why wouldn't I be, we went for it at least six times, and most girls aren't willing to go the distance like that, or I'm just not feeling it enough to go the distance with them. Who knows? Me. But, anyways, I'm sitting here already into about six drinks, and I'm saying to myself "What the fuck? Why am I still sore, isn't alcohol supposed to cure this?" But no. So, here I sit, waiting for the night to manifest itself, it's still early; fuck, I even had plans, I should probably look into that.... All right, got to go now... until next time fuckers.

PS
You know who you are, thanx for the picture I used here.... and everything else, I'll be seeing you........

Saturday, February 18, 2006

Day Drinking


So... I just apparently blacked out for several hours. I remember being in the middle of partying with Viki over here, then blank. Hours later, I hear a weird sound coming from the kitchen, that sounds like a dog walking on tile, and it was. My neighbor Jim, with his dog, in my fridge. And this all happened from a nice bout of day drinking. So last night I didn't even sleep, I had the upstairs neighbor over, and a couple of randoms from the hookah bar next door. Just drinking, getting high, listening to music and what not. I almost forgot I had promised Viki days ago that I would go day drinking with her. So, when seven o'clock rolled around I took the bus to Harlow's to enjoy a massive breakfast while I read the paper. After I got back, I fucked around for a bit, and got in a much needed nap. Noon comes and Viki's ringing me up... time to go. Once we leave we head over to the Rogue on the Scottsdale border. Now if you're going to do some serious day drinking, this is the place to go. A dirty little hole in the wall, with a great jukebox, and a bar full of alcoholics just drinking the day away. By the time we had got there I was still tired, so I had a nice shot of So-Co with my first beer; a nice little combo that usually wakes me right up. After that, we're onto whiskey; I mean fuck it, this is the kind of bar where drinking whiskey is exactly what you should be doing. We did this for a couple of hours, then drove back into Tempe because Viki did not want to get wasted and be too far from Apache. So we came back here, had a good laugh from that Fresh Pair of Panties song by Snoop, checked out Benny's pimping that he had described over the phone earlier, and then crossed the street to go to the 'The Bar'. While we were sitting there, having many more drinks, we realized it was time to head over to Margarita Rocks happy hour, dollar beers and free buffet, it needed to be done. We hop the the bus outside the bar, and in ten minutes we're there. Free dinner, there's nothing like it, and then vodka tonic for desert. We go, get back here, have plans for the rest of the night, but it never materializes. Back at my place we're taking shots, listening to the Cure, and just generally fucking around. Jim and Ricky come through, hang for a bit and go to the bar. Somewhere around now is where I was going in full swing and then.... blank. Wake to Jim in the kitchen. He tells me he got home from the bar to find my door wide open. Viki's passed out next door, and I'm in bed. Then Maribel stops by while I'm passed out. Jim says she went into my room, while he went downstairs. When he came back up, she was writing me a note that says she'd be back tomorrow. Now that I'm up, I feel 100% percent, got a burrito, Samir came by, went out for some smokes, and now the bartender from earlier at margarita rocks is coming over.... so that's in like two minutes.... gotta go...

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Ramble... (valentine's edition)


Intergalactic poetry bellowing through the main room
Shielded by sub-standard privacy curtains in the frame
‘Cash is king’ buried underneath retained warmth
Zipped up portable wardrobes carried by a disenfranchised worker
Traveling through the frigid night with two unknowns and a long lost companion
Stripped down in the freezing back lot
Using a trunk as my dresser
A couple swift games of pool until I bump into my regulars
Chit chat, pitter pat, where do you want to go tonight?
Cool man. Can you give me a ride?
No. I’m full up. But she can.
Say my goodbyes and agree to meet Bull later
First he must deliver his junkie partners home.
Roll out, down, through, and under
Arrival at my Friday night institution
Five shots of So-Co, please
Five vodka tonics, please
Alcohol rushes through my brain like a tidal wave
Perched up by the stage
The band isn’t good but I dig it anyway
So far weird things on this here Valentine’s Day
Call the recently dumped one on the mobile
Think of the new one that I haven’t quite wrapped up yet
And surrounded by randoms who like to take advantage of a drunk
Loud guitars, wild kissing, instinctual groping, spilled drinks
And we gaze at the backdrop of girls dancing on bars
Memories blur into one another at this point
This is my hallmark holiday
Well, I got it right the next day

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I usually only do one ramble... post a month, but i had this one here i wrote about a valentine's day from a couple years back, and i felt like posting it, so here it is. By the way, for those of you who read the previous post, contrary to what you might think, I am NOT a drug addict, trust me, I know what I'm talking about.

fucked,,,


here i sit, hungry and tired... why hungry, i just ate a meal thirty minutes ago, so the fact i'm still hungry (like starving ethiopian hungry) is odd to me. why tired, i don't know... been pushing limits this week. and not really mentally tired, and not really physically tired, but spiritually tired, if such a thing does in fact exist, or i just don't know how to communicate this tiredness that i feel at the moment. shit, i'm so tired i can't even bring myself to use capital letters when justified. but hey, at least i'm still using commas and periods, so there is still some kind of sembalance to this rant. so how do we explain this... maybe it has something to do with the excessive drug use that has continued this week, the excess that was supposed to cease a couple of weeks ago. my friend benny has been staying around lately, so that facilatates smoking heroin. he left on friday, so hopefully that will stop for a while, but the night before he left i ended up getting a bunch of it and smoking that bunch in a matter of a few hours with my neighbor, which is a new problem, because he's into to it, and is already requesting that i get more from my connect. well, what else, after the heroin was gone, my neighbor decided to get some crack and bring it over... it went pretty fast. point being, bad influences are abound. much weed has been smoked as well... it has ran out. more will be purchased... the masses are hungry, and of course i'm responsible to support them. this probably goes without saying... but rampant drinking is still going on, but i think its intensity has increased recently, i mean christ, i bought a whole bar last week, and it is gone, the last thing left was sake, and my neighbor and i just boiled it up on the stove and finished it fifteen minutes ago. now what is there to think about all this behavior... i don't know, now if i were a sucessful writer, artist, or rockstar this would be okay, hell, perhaps even essential, but unfortunately i'm not. i'm a student, and one who should be taking their studies very seriously, but i haven't. haven't as in, been to class three times out of nine, not read any of the books, not done any of the homework, and has three exams in two days. i probably should get cracking on the school, but who knows. maybe it will all be irrelevant shortly; why? i'll tell you why. it seems that world war iii is upon us. and i could be wrong; fuck, i hope that i am. but this one looks like it has a eighty percent chance of going down by march. sad business. why sad business? because if this shit goes down, we're looking at america, the uk, turkey, israel, and others facing off against iran, russia, china, and others. we're talking skyrocketing oil prices, global depression, and a possible all-out nuclear war. i assure you, if this goes down, things will not be the same for quite some time, if ever, and the fact that i'm fucking up in school will become very irrelevant. ever seen a mad max movie? if so, that could very well be our future, which is fine with me, just so long as i get to be mad max. it would be nice if our current world wasn't so complicated. i just borrowed a guns n' roses dvd from neighbor, so i sit here watching their old videos from nearly twenty years ago. it reminds me of a simpler time, which is comforting. this current society has gotten so competitive, fast-paced, and gunked up with shit, it is about to spin off the fucking planet. but what can i do, what can you do, what can anyone do? kudos to the person or people that reverse this track we're on... that is if they ever come along. this all kind of makes me wish i was born in 1945 so i could've been a part of the peak of our civilization, instead of being a part of the end. but fuck it, we're playing with the cards we're dealt. time for some mad max shit or time to clean up my act, finish school, and get a job. we'll know by the end of march how this one plays out, or maybe i'm just drunk off the sake and this rant has meant absolutey nothing, tune in next time kids to find out...

Thursday, February 09, 2006

Tropical...


very tropical... the tropics are cool... but not when it becomes the climate in my apartment. The temperature outside has risen high enough for me to turn the A/C back on, so I did. However, it just doesn't feel like working now. As a result, it's about 90+ degrees and humid in my apartment. I've been trying to keep the door open as often as possible, but that just results in no sleep and people coming by. Like Tuesday; Benny always coming in and out; Carmen and I drinking a whole bottle of Southern Comfort in under thirty minutes; meeting the new neighbors upstairs. Yesterday; Benny always coming in and out; neighbors from upstairs coming in and out; no sleep. Today; a whole day of classes starting in about two hours. Tonight; tell the landlord to fix my A/C; arrange a date for Saturday; go out with my neighbors from upstairs, Benny, and whoever else; see Benny off, as he returns to Pennsylvania; and perhaps a little sleep.

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

Notes From The Underground...


When we arrive at the hospital, much time is spent in the waiting room. My injuries weren’t really a priority, hell I didn’t even want to go there to mend them. So as I’m sitting in the uncomfortable chair, made more uncomfortable by sitting on handcuffs, the two rookies start to engage in some casual questioning. It’s always been real amusing to me how detectives, and in this case, uniformed guys will sidle up to you in a friendly manner to squeeze some info out of you. “So what were you up to tonight?” “Oh, it was great, I made a quick stop at your house and anally raped your mom while pouring sugar in your gas tank.” His response? “Fuck you.” Mine? “And a big fuck you to you too; nice try asshole.” After sitting around for a bit, I’m finally ushered into the back where they begin to stitch up my eye. This real sweet piece of work of a nurse is comforting me, being extra nice. The cop just isn’t digging it, muttering to himself “Fucking little prick”, while I’m laughing to myself at his frustration. “Now we’re going to flush that glass out your eye, ok sweetie, it might sting a bit.” “Go right ahead sweetheart, I trust ya.” She started flushing it out and even though I was really drunk, it still hurt a bit; nothing like glass scratching your eyeball. After she finished patching up my eye it was time to take that all-important blood sample. The nurse tells me “Now before we take this, I’m going to need you to sign this release, ok hun.” Hold on, wait a minute. A release? I don’t have to give them a sample. “No, I’m not going to sign it.” The cop steps in “Listen if you don’t sign it we’ll take it anyway.” Not believing him, I say “Bullshit, if that were the case you wouldn’t need me to sign this form.” Confident in my assumption, I say “ No way, I’m not fucking signing it; you expect me to believe you.” Trying to convince me, the nurse says “It’s true, they can take it anyway, it will just look better in court if you consent to it.” “No offense, but I’m just not buying it, if you can take it anyway, why do you need me to sign a consent form, it’s not happening, so let’s just get outta here.” Well, I was wrong. In under a minute the spike was in my vein sucking out their precious evidence.

Monday, February 06, 2006

Ramble...


We’ve tested all the boundaries, friend
Fame,
Fucking,
Sucking,
Drinking,
Snorting,
Smoking,
Injecting,
Etc...
Drugs are old,
Music is stale,
Social conventions broke down.
Nothing’s shocking anymore.
We’re drowning in a pool of apathy as large as the Pacific.
As a great man once said,
“We’ve traveled into the savage heart of the American dream”
It doesn’t exist anymore,
And it was a lie when it did.
Well, what then?
Executing people on game shows?
Maybe some sick fucks out there would dig that sort of thing,
But I’m not ready to go that far.
However, we need something new.
What???????????

Friday, February 03, 2006

Some Grime/Dubstep Goodies


Here are some grime mixtapes and dubstep radio shows for your listening pleasure. Links and tracklists follow.


DUBSTEP

Breezeblock Dubstep Warz
- download

Mala (Digital Mystikz)
Digital Mystikz - '10 Dread Commandments VIP' (white)
Digital Mystikz - 'Haunted' (white)
Digital Mystikz - 'Left Leg Out' (white)
Skream - 'Request Line' Mala remix (white)
Digital Mystikz - 'All Of A Sudden' (white)
Digital Mystikz - 'Anti-War Dub' (white)

Skream
Skream - 'Midnight Request Line' (Tempa)
Skream - 'Tapped' (Tempa)
Sunship and Warrior Queen - 'Almighty Father' Skream remix (white)
Skream - 'Glamma' (Tempa)
Skream - 'Deep Concentration' (Tempa)
Skream - 'Rottan' (Tempa)
Digital Mystikz - 'Ancient Memories' Skream remix (white)
Horsepower - 'Egypt' (Skream remix) (white)
Skream - 'Music 2 Make Us Stagga' (white)

Kode 9 and Space Ape

Benny ill, Kode9 & the Culprit - 'Fat Larry Skank' (kode9 remix) (white)
Kode 9 and Space Ape - '9 Samurai' (Hyperdub)
Kode 9 and Space Ape - 'Backward' (Hyperdub)
Kode 9 and Space Ape - 'Kingston Dub' (Hyperdub)
Burial and Space Ape - 'Space Ape' (White)

Vex'd
Vex'd - 'Saturn' (white)
Vex'd - '3rd Choice' (white)
Vex'd - 'Wavescape Remix' (white)
Vex'd - 'Killing Floor' (white)
Vex'd - 'Knowledge Remix' (white)

Hatcha
Benga - Untitled (white)
Benga - Untitled (white)
Coki - Untitled (white)
Coki - Untitled (white)
Coki - Untitled (white)
Skream - 'Request Line' Remix (white)
Benga - Untitled (white)
Benga - Untitled (white)
Benga - Untitled (white)
Digital Mystikz - 'Ancient Memories' Skream remix (white)

Loefah and Sgt. Pokes
Loefah - 'Mud' (white)
Loefah - 'Ruffage' (white)
Loefah - 'Sukkah' (white)
Loefah - 'System' (white)

Distance
Distance - 'My Demons' (white)
Distance - 'Fallen' (white)
Distance - 'Tuning' (white)
Distance - 'Cella' (white)
Distance - 'Cyclops' (white)
Distance - 'Night Vision' (white)
Distance - 'Traffic' (white)


DJ Pinch - 'Qawwali' (white)
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Dave Q w/ MC Juakali on WNYU, NYC Dub War - download

Loefah + Skream - '28 Grams'
Wonder - 'Not Ready Yet'
Slaughter Mob - 'Blue Eyes'
Digital Mystikz - 'Neverland'
Wonder - 'Voodoo People Rmx'
Grim Dubs 01
Search + Destroy - 'Candyfloss'
Digital Mystikz - 'Mood Dub'
Scuba - 'Sleepa'
Skinnz - 'Corner'
Loefah - 'Truly Dread'
Sound Proof Productions - '3 Degrees'
Skream - 'Who R Those Guys'
Slaughter Mob - 'Saddam'
Mark 1 - ?
Skream - 'Traitor'
Skream - 'I'
Vex'd - 'Fire'
Distance - 'Sants n Sinners'
Menta - 'Snake Charmer'
Loefah - 'Indian Dub'
Distance - 'Nomad'
Roll Deep - 'Eskimo'
El-B - 'Amazon'
Kode 9 - 'Backward'
Digital Mystikz - 'Lost City'
Digital Mystikz - 'Pathways'
Scuba - 'Timba'
Digital Mystikz - 'Stuck'
Digital Mystikz - 'Officer'
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GRIME

Kano / Beats and Bars Mixtape - download

01.Fuck Intros
02.Mic Check
03.Mic Check Remix
04.Over
05.Dear Summer
06.You Know Me Already
07.Watcher
08.I'm Back
09.Backin My Boy
10.Round 1
11.48 Bars
12.Good 4 Me
13.Take A Look
14.Jamrock
15.Get Set
16.Where I'm from
17.Money on My Mind
18.Westwood
19.Nothing Long
20.D.Clarke (Bonus Track)
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Lethal Bizzle / Da Bizzle Mixtape - download

1. POW! (Forward Riddim) (Instrumental) (3:11)
2. POW! (Forward Riddim) (Feeat. East Londons Finest) (3:34)
3. POW! (Forward Riddim) 2 (Feat. Allstars) (3:15)
4. POW! (Forward Riddim) (Da Bizzle Remix) (Feat. East Londons Finest) (2:53)
5. Backwards Riddim (2:43)
6. Ugly Riddim (Feat. Fumin') (1:59)
7. Torch Riddim (3:13)
8. Larva Riddim (2:50)
9. Fire Camp - No! (2:33)
10. Fresh - Straight Up Realion (Feat. Lethal Bizzle & Allstars) (3:32)
11. It's A Shame (1:20)
12. New Era (Feat. Fire Youngers, Younger Slew Dem, Kamikaze & Scare Dem) (4:05)
13. Slim Ting Recordings - The Link Up (Feat. Lethal Bizzle & The Allstar Cast) (4:02)
14. I Got A 45 (2:11)
15. Suckin' On Titty (1:01)
16. JME - Lyrics (Ft. Lethal Bizzle & Fumin') (2:46)
17. Platinum 45 - Oi! (Feat. Lethal Bizzle & More Fire (3:32)
18. Back Den (Feat. More Fire & Million Dollar Dream) (3:35)
19. Still The Same (Feat. More Fire & Dizzee Rascal) (4:21)
20. Glock In Your Mout' (3:32)
21. Rollin' Wid Da Fire (2:40)
22. Wiley Diss (What Now?) (2:31)
23. Kiley Diss (Part 2) (2:01)
24. P's & Q's (Remix) (Feat. Kano, Demon & Ghetto) (3:41)
25. SLK - Hype! Hype! (DJ Wonder Refix) (Feat. Lethal Bizzle) (4:04)
26. Uh Oh! (I'm Back) (2:57)
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Grime Vocals mixed By DJ Dowee - download

1. Meter - North Weezy Freestyle
2. D Double E - Superdoop
3. SLK - Burning Hot
4. Statik - The Set
5. SLK - Hype Hype (Wonder Remix)
6. Wonder feat. Kano - What Have You Done
7. Shola Ama - With You
8. KT & Kano - Love Is Here To Stay
9. Skepta, Jammer, Stryder & Nio - I Just Wanna Fuck U
10. KT & Kano - Leave Me Alone
11. Lethal B - Uh Oh
12. Wiley - Doorway
13. Dizzee Rascal feat. Gods Gift - Hold Ya Mout
14. Kano - Nite Nite
15. DJ Garna feat. Jammer - Swordstyle (Vocal)
16. Kray Twins - What We Do
17. Ruff Squad - Move 2 Dis
18. Roll Deep - Heat Up
19. Ruff Squad feat. Wiley - Together
20. Ruff Squad - It's Nuffin
21. Statik - Groupie
22. Wiley - Icepole Remix (Vocal)
23. Donaeo & Wiley - Change
24. Jammer - Merkle Man
25. Dogzilla - Hello
26. Roachee - All Day Long
27. Akala - Roll Wid Us (D'explicit Remix)
28. Essentials - Shut Down Shop
29. DJ Gomes feat. D Double E - Come Like
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that's it, enjoy.