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Production

by The TroubleShooters

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1.
Breeze 02:38
[Mikal kHill] Cooking and the fires on, my minds blown Scrape up against the grind stone, the times gone The matter of fact, waving a skull and crossbones Right beside a black flag, blow your spot widda cellphone. Oh no we make noise like Yoko Throwing molotovs or maybe put you in a chokehold Rhymes hit harder than the account was froze So cold it’s like my walk is filmed in slow-mo [int eighty] A hundred networks and still running, connections are still tunneled The transfers are still wired, the bills funneled Understanding the misfires in all our lives Too adverse to reality to call it pride Access, unauthorized, I gray the line Ultimatums with chances to stay inside On a path of eternal endings and great divides TroubleShooters originals you plagiarize [Mikal kHill] They can’t hide, get flipped like a b-side Claiming ride or die but i think you’re playing both sides Ladidadi… hearts racing up to the sky Living long time to just let some shit slide Point of pride… keep it realer than most I’ll be questioning your motives til I give up the ghost Here’s a toast (*ding*)… to the skeptics and outsiders The ones pushing further bets on the outliers The ones still out here cracking the code But smart enough to know when they hear a dope flow [int eighty] Overthrow, we stand vicious when toe to toe In the moment, in transition, we know the road Defined life by intermissions from show to show My consciousness to the ether, I’m comatose Ready, willing, able still delivering payloads Amounted to the drowning from the lead on my ankles Mortality, existence in one word, a casualty Spinning round, pinning me down, feel the gravity [Mikal kHill] I’m running a slalom trying not to slap a tree Folks that implied that they were fam were just Dastardly Some that didn’t deserve it caught in a Tragedy Still a couple others sold us out for salary But I can’t hold a grudge, can’t remember shit see? It's as Clear as day, satellite TV You might sail me down the river but I drink the sea I can swim the current like a bassline on the beat. [int eighty] Immersive, the wind that travels through the trees Indicating presence by the motion of the leaves Intensity of heat raise the temperature degrees Alone in the moment, set the tone, you feel the breeze We’re ready for the late stage, end days, segue The last time you hear TroubleShooters is your best day
2.
[Mikal kHill] Picture me rapping on acoustic guitar For a hostile crowd at a traditional blues bar Redneck in the crowd said keep it up you’re gonna get it But every single Tuesday we were right back at it [int eighty] 12 shows, 3 days, yeah I’m gonna push it Main stage at DEF CON, fell into the bushes Ninjula pulled me out faster than it happened Invaders Must Die while continually rapping [Mikal kHill] On stage many years ago at Nerdapoolza Schaffer said come hype me for maybe a song or two, (yeah?) He said get in character, before we do “The Bender” And the view of the ceiling from the floor’s all I remember [int eighty] Arrived at the party for the crew from 801 But the people next door didn’t want us having fun Not to belabor, but instead address the haters So I kicked a little freestyle, and it went FUCK THE NEIGHBORS [Chorus] Make some noise if you want to see a shitshow (yeeeaaahhhhh) From the front to the back to the fifth row We open in San Luis Obispo Then pass out on BART in San Francisco Make some noise if you want to see a shitshow (yeeeaaahhhhh) From the front to the back to the fifth row We open in San Luis Obispo Then pass out on BART in San Francisco [Mikal kHill] Another year at NAP they couldn’t get the dates right But Beaker came through and got us down there, so tight We crowded a tiny room with like 150 And invented whispercore in room 360 [int eighty] We had a show in Brooklyn with an unexpected plot twist A staff member checking was aggressively stand-offish Mikal broke a mic stand, ready to throw his right hand Had to pee in a trash can to detour any fight plans [Mikal kHill] I might have broke a couple bottles but I didn’t whoop his ass And as far as I know nobody lost any cash We wound down at a diner, nobody threw a fist And I didn’t go to jail for wrecking a failed guitarist [int eighty] My first Brazil booking, yeah, I only made it ‘Cause the show coordinator seized the day and then she saved it Two years later started dating here and now Two years after that, found ourselves exchanging vows [Chorus] Make some noise if you want to see a shitshow (yeeeaaahhhhh) From the front to the back to the fifth row We open in San Luis Obispo Then pass out on BART in San Francisco Make some noise if you want to see a shitshow (yeeeaaahhhhh) From the front to the back to the fifth row We open in San Luis Obispo Then pass out on BART in San Francisco
3.
Hot Takes 02:54
[int eighty, Mikal kHill] On deck, step in the spot, let’s get it on spec Not yet, what do you mean, time to get rekt Blood let, sunrise to sunset Sipping moet in a stolen corvette That’s in park, left it in the same place we found it Odometer incremented, hope nobody count it Down with, anyone interested, compound it Rolling up on them in stereo – surrounded Audio technicians, we know just where the sound be Into your ears, your heart, and both your buttcheeks Subtweet! Hit them and split them just with the drum beat Bring it to the dance floor now, you’ve gotta compete Kicking it with both feet, many reference Bruce Lee But I’m speaking something more like Michael Flatley Lord of the dance, taking the wheel gladly Spinning the records from double time to half speed Gra-du-al-ly resuming to full force Like BLAU! We follow the compass and pull north Magnetic, we set it then shred it like pulled pork Damn that was a mouthful, then call it a full fork Four course, all locally sourced I am the doctor, the crates are the corpse Frankenstein? The product’s du jour So turned up that I jumble all my metaphors Some-how we still juggle the deal AND Challenge our Audience, the Snuggle is Real (Mikal adlib) Undercover (huh), we un-cover appeal Incognito with all records unsealed Needle to vinyl the melody sings We drink all the booze, Hack all the things March through the Hollow and out of the trees Bring Apex Predators right to their knees [Chorus] Hot Takes! Revving the engine, let's make it shake (vroom) Hot Takes! Pushing the pedal, it's time to make some Hot Takes! Know what I'm saying, you can relate it's Hot Takes! All gas, all breaks! (like) Hot Takes! All gas, all breaks! (what) Hot Takes! All gas, all breaks! (yeah) Hot Takes! All gas, all breaks! (uh) Hot Takes! All gas, all breaks! (?????) [int eighty, Mikal kHill] Check the calendar, the weekends applaud Alarm says it’s Friday, let’s deploy to prod Things thoroughly tested? Nah it should be fine Looks good to me Take everything offline Ahhhhhh my spine! I rekt the whole shit Working retail when I was 18 did it Now I’m at a desk, submit it and commit it My former employers can suck this did-ick (Hah) Injuries are chroni- cled like Riddick They’ll put us in a nursing home that no one ever visits Seeking out revenge for the consequence – implicit See you in your nightmares, high def and vivid Like Orin Scrivello with the laughing gas Hitting harder than a double shotgun blast An open road, we chose another path Some do the knowledge some do the math [Chorus] Hot Takes! Revving the engine, let's make it shake (vroom) Hot Takes! Pushing the pedal, it's time to make some Hot Takes! Know what I'm saying, you can relate it's Hot Takes! All gas, all breaks! (like) Hot Takes! All gas, all breaks! (what) Hot Takes! All gas, all breaks! (yeah) Hot Takes! All gas, all breaks! (uh) Hot Takes! All gas, all breaks! (?????)
4.
[int eighty] Who came to make the cipher hot, checking if it’s time or not Clever how we sever the connections behind the dots We fire off hyper shots disrupting any writers block Opening with quotes like explosives when the timer stops [Mikal kHill] You looking wack and soft up against a final boss Your final fucking life is what it motherfucking costs We’re up so many levels, your whole crew is getting tossed Either learn to fly or take the motherfucking loss [int eighty] Kickin’ as though we’re unforgiven, just rescinded the mission Typical with reciprocals, flipping, we’re one in a million Over under zero operated with long division Opened the gates for all the inmates, now who’s running the prison [Mikal kHill, int eighty] It’s like o haiiiil, he’s acting kinda shale You sound just like a radio, your vibe is wack and stale The TroubleShooters coming through to do it kinda different You came to make impressions, we came to make an imprint [Chrous: Mikal kHill, int eighty] All day all night We can rock the spot, and you know we keep it tight All day all night Yeah we hold it down, make you feel alright All day all night You can get with this or you can get with that All day all night You should get with this, cause this is where it’s at [int eighty] We give it ‘cause you asked for it, ain’t no need to fast forward Hand-crafted rhymes, tracks ported into flash storage Beats up on the speakers, feel the vibe to feel alive Rap is written, platters spinning, overflow the drive [Mikal kHill, int eighty] Time for some action, just a fraction, a decimal Of skill they need to bring, before we slap them off their pedestal The rhymestyle unforgettable, your motions all regrettable You don’t even know how to ride a beat until they tell you to [int eighty] We increment the challenge for developing our talents Adjustment to the universe delivering a balance Eyes on the prize when everybody buys in From hip hop to hacking always pushing the horizon [Mikal kHill] From sun up to sundown, always down to throwdown Extremely available just call me, it’ll go down I know now, exactly who I am and want to be You can do you, but I am gonna do me [Chrous: Mikal kHill, int eighty] All day all night We can rock the spot, and you know we keep it tight All day all night Yeah we hold it down, make you feel alright All day all night You can get with this or you can get with that All day all night You should get with this, cause this is where it’s at
5.
Bosch 02:19
[int eighty] This is evil. We’re all people Toppled and equal Climbing atop each other to ascend obstinate steeples Call it lethal All in belief, all in Her name Altered all the altars so we’re all ascending in shame While defending the flame I’m a monolith Ob-noxious toxic crosses tossed onto an obelisk It’s preposterous The topics one would posture with The consequence of common sense proving this hypothesis [Mikal kHill] Soot filled skies, leaving eyes blind mind flyin. A million miles behind the time, chipping away at a childs smile Hiding from the very thing that you seek Cry for justice but you think you’re immune (please) Crying at the alter, falter with your little words A lot of noise for nothing but an animated pile of dirt I’m born under a curse, a paragraph or two of work Scorn, speaking kinda curt, a stifled laugh at your hurt [Chorus: int eighty] Give me freedom, give me liberty, give me death But give it in the afterlife knowing now what’s next Broken every rule so we find ourselves in chains What began in Paradise ended up in flames Give me freedom, give me liberty, give me death But give it in the afterlife knowing now what’s next Broken every rule so we found ourselves in chains What began in Paradise ended up in flames [Mikal kHill] A ticking bomb held up in a mother’s hand An hourglass broke, eyes poked With fragments of the wood and sand A monster feeding in a foreign land A choice you wanna upend It stalks you even though you turned and ran Wings spread, but really just to soar above you The hymns dead. But really words only cut you Father raised you up and said no-one could ever son you But from first step you took you walked away from that that loved you [int eighty] The battle of another realm swelling in its urgency Ready when it comes the war raging for eternity Signaling our penance til our karma gets replenished Steganographic compositions, messages embedded Guardian of angels while my mortal body breathing Considering the angles when confronted with my demons Material, ethereal memoirs that fill the shelves These notes are from bottom of the bottoms in the pits of Hell [Chorus: Mikal kHill] Give me freedom, give me liberty, give me death But give it in the afterlife knowing now what’s next Broken every rule so we find ourselves in chains What began in Paradise ended up in flames Give me freedom, give me liberty, give me death But give it in the afterlife knowing now what’s next Broken every rule so we found ourselves in chains What began in Paradise ended up in flames
6.
Rainstorm 02:20
[int eighty] Off to a false start, already feel the trust shift Scavenging the couch cushions just to make the bus trip Running late to work, challenged so we uplift Expect the unexpected like we’re ready for the drum flip “Awake again, I guess, back staring at the ceiling” Anything, except this, is always more appealing Trapped in a vortex, I try to shake the feeling The music in my headphones begin to start the healing [Mikal kHill] These floorboards are freezing, feeling like I’m grieving Fact of the matter is there’s really no reason Maybe it’s the season. I’m just waiting on the sun rays Grinding day to day toward an early fuckin grave. But I know that’s not the way, I’m carving out a better path Half of me is miserable, the other half can only laugh A matter fact, I’m climbing back towards a better light My family, my music, my beats and the mic. [Chorus] I hope nobody takes this in the wrong way But sometimes my energy is blasé It feels like I really don’t belong, hey Just getting to tomorrow is a strong play Every box on the calendar’s a long day We got to see the next one, all flames As long as I believe in what the song say I know we’re gonna make it, got a long way [Mikal kHill] Okay okay, just need to make it another hour We don’t chase dragons, and refusing to be devoured Whatever’s within my power to change, I’ll change it for the better Whatever we can’t change, we can endure together Sun shines some times even in winter Even when it gets cold up under your skin like splinters Remember the reason you started, don’t need a key to break locks Already got the door open when opportunity knocks [int eighty] Crowded in this rat race flooding through the mazes Tearing down the fourth wall, we’re breaking out the cages Navigate the path with my words up on the pages ‘Cause we’re never heading back to where they put us through our paces Laid the foundation, NOFRIENDS built the enclave Our legacy continues after life from beyond graves Flames in the inferno change my legal name to Dante I know we’re gonna make it, got a long way [Chorus] I hope nobody takes this in the wrong way But sometimes my energy is blasé It feels like I really don’t belong, hey Just getting to tomorrow is a strong play Every box on the calendar’s a long day We got to see the next one, all flames As long as I believe in what the song say I know we’re gonna make it, got a long way
7.
Spotlight 02:20
[Intro: int eighty, Mikal kHill] First album was… 2007? (Oh shit) Somehow, it all still feels new [int eighty] On stage breaking waves, first tread upon it quietly Never truly overcame the anxiety 15 years, stomach still unsettled Pilgrimage the homeland, the mecca, the temple [Mikal kHill] God damn, leave you sentimental like slow jam Swan dive into the abyss you know, the old plan Never land, voices ring into infinity Echo from the hills to the desert to the seven seas [int eighty] Eternal sands moving through the hour glass Showering a burning man hoping that it counteracts Time running circles, chasing us around the map Unclaimed memories lost in all the browser tabs (how was that?) [Mikal kHill] Broken dreams, yeah we grew them into bigger things Fires of hell that fed the sails, afloat even on broken wings Phoenix screams, you can’t silence all the whiling A dragon in the path of no concern to all the wildings. [Chorus] Can’t succumb to the static, illusionist tactics Emotions erratic, numb but ecstatic And I’m here in the spotlight. The Spotlight. Caught up in the spotlight. The Spotlight. Can’t succumb to the static, illusionist tactics Emotions erratic, numb but ecstatic And I’m here in the spotlight The Spotlight. Caught up in the spotlight. The Spotlight. [Mikal kHill] Icewater dive as I step to the mic, Quick glance at the crowd try to focus my sight And my eyes locked with the back row Fire in my lungs, Saltwater in my throat. [int eighty] So. Moments left to go, the rush before the show Control, this is where the rubber meets the road Fake it til we make it was the ever-modern tactic Finally we made it, but still faking out of habit [Mikal kHill] Halfway through the track, the power’s coming back Remember why you started almost stumble over that See somebody vibing, and it kinda does distract But you save it with the cadence and little bitty laugh [int eighty] Emeritus, dependent on adrenaline to carry us Embarked upon the journey where beginning steps are perilous Metabolized engagement building ego til nefarious Relief, a vicious cycle that repeats until they bury us [Chorus] Can’t succumb to the static, illusionist tactics Emotions erratic, numb but ecstatic And I’m here in the spotlight. The Spotlight. Caught up in the spotlight. The Spotlight. Can’t succumb to the static, illusionist tactics Emotions erratic, numb but ecstatic And I’m here in the spotlight The Spotlight. Caught up in the spotlight. The Spotlight.
8.
With Purpose 03:25
[int eighty] Yeah our pathways in life are so often inadvertent That we’re caught up in these patterns like we purchased the immersion The cycle begins, begin recursive I draw first blood, be the one to come with purpose Was nervous- had to make an enter-ance but eloquent Fighting through my writing had to sharpen up the pencil tip Seeking excellence in leveling the penmanship Relaxed a bit, opened up the editor and let it rip Eyes on the prize applied ego for the tarnish Never dreamed of rocking stages Vegas out to Cardiff I remember feeling alien, barely if a martian Turning from disheartened til I’m pulling out of darkness Verses were cathartic, breaking out the harness Ever-moving targets still remember why you started Until one day, you’ll simply be a carcass One step to start this; until the end regardless [int eighty, Mikal kHill] Burning up the candlelight, focusing my line of sight Facing up to fight or flight, my options were to write and write Searching for a guiding light, wishing it was shining bright Feeling like it’s smoke and mirrors amplifying signs of life (Hah) Took challenges at point blink Thirsty for a verse like we’re fishing in an empty tank I spent hours on bars in bars before I ever drank Burning through the napkins still my pen tip was spilling ink Battled anybody, anywhere, at any place and time Always holding heat with a furnace fueled by plenty rhymes Parking lot, mall lobby, bus stop central line I augmented freestyle; hell, I invented prime Relentless on the hourly when anyone would start me Going toe to toe at Virginia house parties I was driven, and hope I’m never giving up But death comes for all of us, glad I got to live it up [Mikal kHill] Bitter words spoken, the world lost focus Cold comfort of a pen, but it all felt hopeless I spoke up even with my voice so strained A hard way to live but I still maintained Life is pain, I used to say it as a joke Til I fell off stage whiling, left my left wrist broke Hard to cope. I used to sell CD-Rs Nowadays kids are like what the fucks a CD-R? My mind so scarred, flipped it onto paper A few strong words for the behavior of my maker Never been a faker, mix it up like a shaker Break it down to bits so you can light the grill and let it savor The flavor and I’m not even started on the mouth feel Break the fourth wall cause I keep it too real Birth til death, that’s the way it’s gotta be Till they got me under rocks labeled RIP
9.
Menacing 02:10
[Mikal kHill] I am the weed that grew through concrete In a cold winter I speak nothing but pure heat Dark ritual. Chains rake across your teeth Great Dismal. I am the fire born from peet Climbing the devils stairs, carved out from a thousand years Lights in the sky move cross the mountains when I reappear A phantom in the night that’s reaching in to steal your sight Mothers hold their children tight when I begin to write [int eighty] I am infinite, onward, expanding control again Present through the high desert blasted with solar wind Hairs standing rigid, goosebumps across the skin Shadows ever-spreading feel the storm rolling in Stasis escapist from unbeknownst of parts Solar powered sunflower sparking in the dark Disassembled focus on the targets fall apart Relentless in pursuit should you choose a running start [Chorus] [Mikal kHill] Cats used to come round my way to cop trees Nowadays come to my neighborhood to peep leaves Rich man prays, the poor man grieves And workers all sow while the bossman reaps It’s been a weird climb, from rags to slightly nicer rags Uphill battle from my birth to the toe tags Be the chill up your spine as the motive comes clear Echo off the cold stones, winds biting your ear. [int eighty] It’s war for the masses, classes nefarious Divide and then they conquer proletariats and bury us And so we craft curtains, pull strings, Stradivarius Invoke pandemonium, embrace the hysteria Ride up on the chariot, we’re gonna swing low Chronically bring the hypersonic ringtones We move fast; cowards, you barely think slow Stained from the spray then wash away the pink snow [Chorus]
10.
[int eighty] Let’s get it cracking with tentacles quickly grabbing Credentials matching the patterns of access you couldn’t fathom Hackers dump a database, my code is out in outer space Melting any ice giant, pirating on data lakes [Remington Forbes] Invade ya space, delete logs to evade a trace, With no movement detected like Darth Vader's face Think you're protected because you got NVAs in place/ Cut through defenses like razor blades when stakes are raised [Mikal kHill] If the data’s at rest, I’ve already got a copy Recon into reckoning, in seconds left sloppy Duck labels, embedded the tools in your cables Blue team scared when they hear these Grimm fables [int eighty] Hack this. Hack that. Measure the impact Of observable telemetry felony still intact Containerized, bare metal, trace the full stack From AZs to regions, we cover the whole map [Remington Forbes] No holding back, the damage lethal we scan your repo/ And seek out any secrets you use to manage SQL Copy all of your data like I ran a Kinkos/ Your key fob's an easy lob like an underhanded free throw [Mikal kHill, int eighty] Check the path, we move across your data map Something like a cash grab, sorta like a last laugh Quarter-circle kick back, button-mashing wack cats Access we have that, a compromised LastPass [Chorus] We sail the seven seas of the internet (internet) Pirate flag flying in the sky like it’s limitless We’re coming for your files and your details Driven by the data put the wind up into these sails We sail the seven seas of the internet (internet) Pirate flag flying in the sky like it’s limitless We’re coming for your files and your details Driven by the data put the wind up into these sails [int eighty] Time to act applying wiretaps until the fibers snap The only audit trail still intact will be the tire tracks Moving at the speed of light then increment a couple hertz Access is multipath, multicloud, multiverse [Mikal kHill] Look at your LAN… now look at me A man in a towel bringing your network to its knees Nothing quite so simple as a BSOD Updates are waiting, just restart your PC [Remington Forbes] Your firewalls not redundant, we're making it crumble first, your team juggles alerts, admins running berserk Running to backups, Praying to mother earth, discovering they can't recover because none of them work Searching logs in hopes of uncovering the perps checking the dark web that's where some of them lurk Clicking links in your email without wondering first Unleashing worms, not the type under the dirt [Chorus] We sail the seven seas of the internet (internet) Pirate flag flying in the sky like it’s limitless We’re coming for your files and your details Driven by the data put the wind up into these sails We sail the seven seas of the internet (internet) Pirate flag flying in the sky like it’s limitless We’re coming for your files and your details Driven by the data put the wind up into these sails
11.
Already Know 02:07
[int eighty] Receiving a paycheck, not worth checking it Working to the bone all coverage no benefits Three jobs part time, all days, all grind Hit me with a contract I’ll ask where to sign Economic downturn got me in a spot Loading up on schemes, already had a plot Calculated value from employers that my time see Return on investment’s better with a crime spree [Mikal kHill] Salary freeze means nothing to me Already living by the skin of my teeth And I bust my ass 8 days a week Gotta buy the boss’s kid a new ATV While MY kids wonder what we gonna eat And it cuts me. Right down to the meat And it guts me. To have to see These Twitter happy vampires feed on the weak [Chorus] You already know. What this is and how it’s gonna go You already see. Just how it’s laid out and how it’s gonna be. Already been struggling, prices all doubling, oh so troubling You already know. You already know. [Mikal kHill] Fact of the matter, gotta stack them ends While labor related stress stays stacking our friends And you ain’t worth the paper that they print your check on Use you up then say to get the fuck on [int eighty] Paid less than my worst show, and that was at a church though Treated like a charity, but they call it furlow Bills on the third no-tice when the first go Wanna decorate, relegated to the earth tones [Mikal kHill] One day they’ll bury me under the dirt Name tag hanging from the front of my shirt A life only lived as a rich man’s cattle Sur vi val is an uphill battle [int eighty] And so we use our bootstraps to pull ourselves up “We have it so good” but not good enough Sleep when we’re dead, work through our prime Throw your hands up for Generation 1099 [Chorus] You already know. What this is and how it’s gonna go You already see. Just how it’s laid out and how it’s gonna be. Already been struggling, prices all doubling, oh so troubling You already know. You already know.
12.
[int eighty] It’s been three years since I last awoke with sober eyes All joined in one extended gauntlet with no divide Always want the rush like it’s expedited overnight And once I fin’lly have it, all I want to do is hold it tight Can’t escape the gravity, spiral slow Grounded once I’m cleared for my final approach It’s the pride in the flow with the rise from the show Racing at a pace, chasing highs and the lows [Mikal kHill] End to end burner, born with a heart murmur Been fucking up my health but I’m a real slow learner Keep thinking that I got it worked out over the summer But the doctor’s like yo what the fuck is with these numbers I mean, not in those exact same words But maybe some different verbs and he probably didn’t curse The message was the same, you need to slow your fuckin role Unless you want your kids only talking to you through a stone [Chorus] We live in the moment while our lungs keep breathing But zoom out and you can see the change of the seasons Trees drop leaves as the new ones grow Find your own speed, live fast die slow We live in the moment while our lungs keep breathing But zoom out and you can see the change of the seasons Trees drop leaves as the new ones grow Find your own speed, live fast die slow [int eighty] Light a candle for the ones that couldn’t see this Burning both ends as the daylight decreases What still hasn’t killed us building strengths from our weakness Many days gone, just as many nights were sleepless Keeping out of reaches as the darkness extends Shadows make speeches and begin to descend Together til they leave us in this paradox of trends On the path, always pushing for the peak until the end [Mikal kHill] A broke heart beating in my chest Smoke raising to the west I must confess, I was born a whole mess Unless there’s major change I’ll be stuck here til death Only half the story cause I know I’m truly blessed Got tools and gifts many would kill to get a taste of Family and my circle, a fortress of pure love Might not got a lot but what we got will be enough A castle made of sand reinforced with sterner stuff [Chorus] We live in the moment while our lungs keep breathing But zoom out and you can see the change of the seasons Trees drop leaves as the new ones grow Find your own speed, live fast die slow We live in the moment while our lungs keep breathing But zoom out and you can see the change of the seasons Trees drop leaves as the new ones grow Find your own speed, live fast die slow

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Recorded in a marathon session in Austin, TX. The culmination of writing/drinking sessions throughout 2022, The TroubleShooters debut album finds the pair breaking into new soundscapes while embracing their boom bap roots. 'Production' boasts formidable flows over instant-classic production, flaunting the traditional sound of golden age hip hop with a panache of innovation.

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released March 24, 2023

Lyrics by int eighty and Mikal kHill.
Production, programming, keys, and bass guitar by Mikal kHill.
Mixed and mastered by Cecil at mono no audio (@mononoaudio).

Andy Weant: Guitar (10).
cecilnick: Additional Programming (1-12), Additional Vocals (4, 6, 12), Bass (9, 12), Guitar (12), Keys (12).
Remington Forbes: Vocals (10).
Slappy Thursday: Keys (10).
Tobotius: Wax manipulation (9).

Art direction by Cecil Decker.
Front cover photo by Marina Ciavatta.
Back cover photo by Boardy Bell.

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