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Jay-Radd Mikal "Melancholy" kHill drags you into his world to wallow in sonorous echoes of allegorical nerd culture poetry disguised as deep, angst-ridden Hip-Hop. Not for those with suicidal tendencies. Favorite track: ONLYFAM (featuring Adam WarRock, Sulfur, & Tribe One).
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Jeremiah This whole album is amazing. The music and lyrics are just awesome. I love the One last walk track a lot. It just makes you feel. Great producers and lyricists on this album. Favorite track: One Last Walk.
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Stevie Kincade Incredibly varied album that shows the different styles kHill can kill. "Im awesome" is as fun as "Romero's last choice" is thought provoking. Favorite track: Romero's Last Choice.
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1.
Born into a world of misunderstanding and resentment begining was never as complicated as the way it was meant it's the same tale it gets told a thousand times the truth behind a million kids putting together simple fuck you lines behind a million crimes, a million good intentions when i was doing good, never resorted to no foul shit but nowadays things just get carried away the nerdy kid you liked is now the one sneaking it out the back way it is what it is, a lot of my friends caught up in shady shit but can't deal with, misrepresentation that is all they get i never claim to be a saint, deny the role as sinner refuse to accept the role of loser when I see so many unjust winners i look in my daughter's face i see my grandmother's eyes when i look into my wifes, hear the one word: survive whatever it takes. whatever it means to get from there to here when i was younger the world seemed so fucking crystal clear nowadays there's nothing left to feel i never find the connections spinning off some old dusty reel to reel the pigs squeal the sheep all speak but say nothing i spent my life in your face, never waste my time bluffing but i guess that's sorta the message can't win a losing battle you are just another piece of meat shuffle beside the other cattle hear the death rattle, it's shaking in the crib never make it out , trapped in the box. you can't even remove the lid. burn the tapestry fuck it. wrote my own epitaph read it aloud to anyone that would listen then summed up my feelings in a paragraph the walking dead. the zombie missing his heart driven by brain, you know i never miss the good part i'm the kind of guy that waits for hte credits at the end of hte film resenting the people around me until i realize that i've become them die on a whim but at least the whim was mine fly into the clouds, but i'd never say i was driving blind i know exactly what it is that moves me exactly what i feel exactly what the game is wrote the terms, maybe a bad deal scortched my name into this burned my fate into the sky complete unwillingness to meet you halfway to say goodbye. a beam of light in the darkness that could never show the way and a sword i kept swinging till there was no one left to hear what i had to say. and i think i like it that way. alright. okay.
2.
He said... "My entire empire has turned to dust." And then he smiled. Through crooked teeth, he laughed. Then, he said... "I never been good at goodbyes, I'm just good at long stories. Still not any good at endings."
3.
dearly beloved... loving it doesn't mean succombing to it whatever we endure we'll just push through it whatever we must do we do it until there's nothing else left struggle my whole life to take one less labored breath succomb to the bass clef, buried in the stress from birth to death i got a couple regrets but it's got more to do with how I handle it my whole i life? i dismantled it never shoulda taken your forsaken gift and ran away with it but it is what it will be until we're both dust and grit a life caught in a tail spin and all i can do smile to mask a grimace so if you feel this odds are things are fucked around your way odds are you might be struggling every single second the pressure doubling but speak loud, fuck mumbling idiots step down, we never slow from stumbling told you awhile back i dreamed about today i tried my damndest, you wouldn't turn back this way kept walking towards your own sunset maybe i shoulda tried harder to get your attention but you know what? i refuse. keep the blame i tried and you played it out like you knew your fate step up, climb against the grain you never fucking stop you just play right through the pain sing the last chorus,grin through the refrain when you carry my casket down, you sing a song in the rain. here we go: one last walk last walk together one last walk, then we're done forever. who cares about weather. i never meant to be anything but what i am i can sing my songs, and I'll stick to the plan stick to the script no need for ad libing life is just life, you take what you're given I'll tie a pretty ribbon around this cold grey stone You know me, can't leave well enough alone Can't ever stop once the joke isn't funny i knew we were both broke but don't always mean money it's never sunny not around these parts it's never sunny not around these hearts we are the children of a lesser god one who watched the bruises form and didn't make them stop okay, i see it, know you feel something you think i know, i see through your fronting. i know exactly how it feels being this fucked up it's over. it's done. it's time to suck it up. it's time to move on. it's time to move something. something other than the excuses... i didn't ask you to justify it. i didn't ask you for nothing.
4.
Broken Glass 03:35
I do more with less you do less with stress hitting me up asking for favors, and now you finally attest: the struggle to make art with the day to day grind can be a bit much for your broke down, feeble and weary mind but either you make time or you make nothing i can tell you're bluffing you already know it's never enough and well, i always have the last laugh, and you shouldn't throw stones when you live in a pile of broken glass stained with images from someone elses past i type out words, wondering what it even means keep going until i spit blood on a broken crt screen it's about time i been unraveling out the pieces of my mind onto a billion sheets of paper now i feel like i'm finally ready to get to work with this pile of razors whenever i find myself back in this old situation it's never gonna be this abraisive again i keep telling myself that, but then i wind up killing all these new cats here we go arms outstretched a vulture on the breeze you can say whatever you want that doesn't mean it can touch me take me or bereave me take me or leave me. you were right i was never that interested you were a simplton subtracting from everything a student with no regard for the lessons the stresses you envoke were self perscribed i'm the zombie, you're just a corpse, either way, i'm still alive you can't comprehend my methods or my madness the fact of the matter is, you bring those around you nothing but sadness the badness? it's not contagious don't mistake your self destructive streak for being courageous you're a fucking failure on so many different levels i'm the idiot for thinking I could help you escape your host of devils it's alright, though i'm finally coming back to my senses by realizing i'll never help you escape the weight of your of your offenses i weep for your seeds, the fact they came from an orchard of wilting trees i hope they can grow up, escape the hereditary disease we'll see how it goes, your a broken branch that never grows i'm the first time your story has been put to anything with artistic merit to show let me know whenever you are ready to say you're sorry i'll be waiting to tell you that i told you so the fact of hte matter is, i was your only friend through thick and thin and you burned another bridge and I'm so greatful you finally did a noose around your neck is not an albatross around mine i just wish now i could reclaim some of my lost time it's gonna be fine, i mean at least on my end it finally is you are just one example of me shedding some sort of silly kid who never learns see that in the sky? you're just ashes.
5.
I'll Be Here 03:45
for me or against me with or wihtout i spoke the same words ten years ago and you walked out well, no doubt it ain't all love and you know me, my bitter ness fits like a killers golf gloves never enough what i heap on and try to do then i remember myself try to forget you do whatever it is we do to get through end of hte day it don't matter who turns the screws you ain't put in the work you ain't get the payoff you ain't get the paycheck? it wasn't about a layoff as of the time i was 5, iwas already a writer i thought we was boys, we coulnd't have been less tighter look, what you do doesn't even effect me i never asked you to help me, much less protect me forget me. do your best, I promise it's fine but don't make yourself look sheepish, trying to covet what's mine. it's fine. just tow your end of the line. i'll still be here next time. big man. hung up on whatever it is i don't get up in your personal space don't go hating on my shit i don't give a fuck about anyone, I got NOFRIENDS cowards misundersatnd that means i got more friends your ends don't stack up in my cellar, i'm more of that cellar dwellar type type a dude to bring a pipebomb to a knife fight if i go down i'm taking everybody around with me, aight? one night, you might hear my name in conversation reflect on my words, how you resigned to stagnation just remmeber i gave you an outstretche dhand you gave me nothing but a bunch of bullshit from the stands so put your hands up where my eyes can see i don't do this for you. i do this for me. summer was too hot for me winter too cold there's no spring or fall i'm getting too old do your best, i promise it's fine i'll still be here when you show up nextime. chill in the air same old same old you know me most comfortable cold clouds in the sky eyes all red ask for more time, dark too soon instead can't forget and can't remember been a long time since that last december
6.
dorothy. Nightengale. To kill a mockingbird the daughter of a capitalist with a voice like you never heard you're a louse she said it with that flat expressin the truth is the truth though, so I just take it as another lesson on my way through negotiations, usually shit is gonna turn south have to deal with this goofy asshole running his mouth then it's time to hit the street literally cracking concrete with every step i take, i don't pack heat it's not my style rock it both wicked and wild with a smirk that is as close as i come to a smile a memory, or is it something else? denial the clothes stay black, match my grim profile and this is a city of amnesia, city of amnesia city of amnesia dorothy, dorothy Love doesn't rearrange because the curtains get changed in a city with no past, the future is still where hte balance hangs they say there's ghost underground pieces of the memories hit the bar, get the word, then slide dude a 20 we got somewhere we got to go i know you'd rather sit at home and play on the piano but i wanna hear something with some real fucking soul you just mimic what others do, that's nothing, i'd rather listen to the radio truth be told, i don't believe in angels and there's something in my song birds sharp right angles how many times you gotta keep me from getting mangled how many times will our words get tangled this city is garbage, but i know you still with me cast in the name of god, ye not guilty.
7.
why would you be scared of someone with nothing to lose? i got a lot on my mind other than just the booze and the reality comes down to this my business is my business best pray you stay out of it now i don't know who they told you that i was but the fact of the matter is i spit fire and turn you to fucking dust trust i'm on that shit you don't wanna be but if you wanna find out come see me i know exactly who i am, no emo kid god damn i was that nerdy kid ready to flip in high school to son of sam i was that dude thinking about burning it down and i woulda laughed about it, too, no trace of a frown but i'm grown up now, i got seeds of my own not risking my homelife, so i'll let you know that a snake gets stepped on i call my crew nofriends cause i don't got time for folks that ain't down to the end.
8.
he said, I'm not sure i'm fucked up enough for this close my eyes, I'm locked in an abyss bodies in stacks around me open up wide, red eyed red cracks all through trying to think about why i wound up in this position again feeling like i got no friends to the end whatever you wanna do let me know fast and we're gonna do this like that megaton bomb blast it's the grindstone b-boy, doing whatever i need to take those decoys back out your hands the man wiht no master plan falling through and then struggle with both hands, to pick it up and stand well god damn,there's reall know such thing as a promised land? i'll go ahead and struggle to believe it my body's gonna be dirt before we ever reach it but you know what, no you don't. you don't know shit. Tell me how. emerald hill zone, struggle to touch gold lucky if my hands touch food that ain't covered in mold i hold you in my soul working toward your heart voice like the dragonborn, ripping fools apart so don't start i knew who i was from the womb never stop working towards either elevation or doom fuck the doors, i wanna blow the walls out the room too soon. message like a monsoon genre's don't die i'm a necromancer your stance is foolish, dead dinosaur, trapped in amber pale skin panther, claws extended people don't care about your start, it's about how it ended anger rescended. do you. just don't expect benefits from nothing you didn't help to do. stay true. speak truth. never let nobody tell you what you can and cain't do. Tell me how.
9.
I'm Awesome 02:45
it's another song about how awesome i am about how i am the fucking man my shit is dope i mean fucking worship myself i don't give a fuck i keep my poop on a shelf in a jar cause i can't bear to throw it away cause everything i do is dope today tommorrow and forever the shit htat i spit is so clever i'm on my own balls like i was some hair i don't give a fuck yo, pass me the nair i'll blast the hair off my nutsack it's nothing to me, fools need to step back that's the way i do this now: come through speaking in monotone like colin powel i don't even know what that's supposed to mean met ben stine, put his fucking head through a tv screen but it's alright, listen what i told you first i come through spitting venom with a blood thirst It's anther song about how fucking Awesome I am. i put you in a fucking hearse the way that i do this is striaght unrehearsed get on stage, spit freestyle with no verse about shit that don't make no sense that's mostly curse words maybe 30 bars, making me sound dumb but you know what, your girl still eats my... hamburgers when she comes over to the house and i'm already in the yard, chilling, grilling out she puts one her mouth, and i'm like that's cool do what you wanna do want some of my wife's potato salad, that's cool too and then maybe she'll have some onion rings we'll just be lamping, doing hte fucking thing maybe we'll play some wiis ports, i dunno maybe she'll sit there for 20 minutes and talk about my flow. you know. it's whatever.
10.
you are certainly subservient lost within a whirlpool kids a trap designed with a sealed exit you are not the tools of those seeking a better tommorrow they line the path with what's mine no restitution on your sorrow what's your name can you hear me even talking what's your name we need a medic alright just keep walking maintain a bitter smile in a shitstorm with a broke umbrella they don't want it with us, no they want the envelopes manilla i wanna sense of some secuirty didn't go to the highest bidder preaching the purity so here we go again speaking in doubletimes expressed through doublethink doubleplusgood nightmare drown it in the kitchen sink powdered milk block cheese kerosene cold heat winter here once again dust in lungs nofriends you see what i did there? what's your name? WHATS YOUR NAME? i guess it was just another daydream you had things are always bad you think things are improving, but that's just a small tad do the math, you think you can fuck with em? when you are on the wrong end of the fucking caste system can't raise your voice loud enough to laugh whenever the most you can hope for is being a splash in the blood bath shit gets bad you turn athiest ain't even got a prayer can't hold control, you aren't even a player we all say, praise the man jesus thankee sai but got no hands to wave when we're saying goodbye born from a cold womb zombies in stasis we're all living a lie the same same look on our faces everyone assume your places the curtain is going up so the last thing i could give you at this point is a FUCK what occupies your mind you seem preoccupied seem preoccupied seem preoccupied. we all do what we gotta do to get by we still breathing we never sleeping we're all living a lie so get up get out get mad get loud case the joint till you got a plan kick the door in and get to work man time is money money is time time isn't on your side and my time isn't mine get down to the break down ride or die that means whatever you want it to goodbye.
11.
Hook: and once again this is NOFREINDS ONLYFAM Try step talking that trash to me or my mans you get stomped out no doubt that’s how we do it you had one chance you grabbed the fuse and straight blew it kHillverse: aight, i don’t need no teflon don style been repping for a while flows so fit, it’s the one minute mile i’d have none without bad luck my crew’s nerds that rap hard mentally scarred and fucked up some done time, some is former lawyers most broke as fuck, but even a couple ballers the yes yallers up live on stage with a cadance scattershot pepperspray, but buck like a 12 gauge trying to get paid, put the freeze on fucks till i’m up in the grave as in... at this time, there’s no distribution the industry apocolypse infected contusions losers, got their hands on the trophy don’t realize that it don’t exist, they don’t see it’s nothing out here but them grimey dudes in suits snakes. ain’t nobody giving you loot. so give a hoot. i’m trying to make a difference by spitting stuff so hot it’ll make you shit your britches i don’t call girls bitches. say that about my daughter watch how fast this shit becomes a slaughter i ain’t on that bullshit, no fake al capone i got my friends fucking up your life hacking your phone hacking up your bank or breaking in your house creep up in your bedroom stab you in the mouth what’s it all about? you wanna keep talking if i was you son, i think i’d keep walking it’s NOFRIENDS, this is how we do this motherfuckers get it straight, eradicate the clueless warrock: One of the only reasons I lost faith in life Was when my dad lost faith in his wife (that's fuckin' trife) I seen a family crumble, and kept me haggard and humble So when I had to succumb to life outside of my door I went...and found friends in school, growing together But even they faded as days turned to years, whatever And I realized that friendship was faker than fuck So I crawled past the finish line, knees were scraped up That's when rap became a thing, and after that would bring More fake vultures, tryin' to profit off fake culture I saw the knives backstabbed in ‘em, proof of business plans with 'em Dead broke, but "get money" was tatted on their abdomen And I don't count on them, nor god or his plan I watch the door when I'm eatin', and I'm careful when shaking hands So NOFRIENDS is the only constant here in my life So fuck y'all, cuz only fam's allowed on the mic Sulfur: I've met a lot of people in my lifetime And some wanna be friends of mine yea, that shit is fine but when the line is crossed the battle lost and the chips down they're the first ones to never be found and I'm clever been around I learned long ago if you ain't in the same boat can't expect to row (((so just go))) naw, I ain't too good to chill just don't expect to reap if ya weren't here to till and that fill from Romero be hittin me right when I fight for my family each and every night I recite battle cries for drunk guys on stages most scared to even rattle bars on the cages but we the mages conjuring words that pierce through senses even when the visions blurred so rest assured go to war for my fam and never think twice to leave the rest in the sand TribeOne: Brothers an sisters, lovers an listeners To the anti government stubborn resistors Huddle together to discuss it in whispers Tongue twisters leave you smothered and covered in blisters Forget the philistines, we're building a scene On skills and militant supervillainous schemes Silver age tech and thought criminal means And the power of will like we were still in our teens Fulfilling a dream burning candles at both ends Lights out sly and the family stone henge These tree roots grew branches that won't bend My demand is only family NOFRIENDS No Kodak camera moments NOFRIENDS Hold no plans to be old men NOFRIENDS standing on dry land or the ocean NOFRIENDS I want to see the palms of your hands all the way open!

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"With this one album, 'dust,' Mikal kHill proves that he's not all fun and Nintendos while resurrecting one of the best-kept-secret producers in the game - Romero Shaw (formerly known as Varick Pyr). These lyrics are written and executed well over elegantly crafted beats. What else do you need? I recommend it!"
-Ceschi Ramos
Fake Four, Inc.

"You guys did some really fucking nice stuff here."
- Sage Francis
Strange Famous Records

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released December 13, 2011

Vocals by Mikal kHill except "Only Fam" featuring Sulfur, Adam WarRock, Tribe One aka The NOFRIENDS FAM.

Scratches on "Romero's Last Choice" by Mikal kHill.

Produced by Romero Shaw.

Mixed and mastered in the HOUSE OF KHRACK.

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Two Weeks Notice.
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NOFRIENDS Family.

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