Spokinn Movement

3 albums

Fluid Jazz infused Hip Hop with a live band. Spokinn Movement is the natural evolution of what all music should be.

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24 songs
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Delicious (Explicit Lyrics) 60 Minute Spin Cycle
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03:09

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Fucking up your monetary goals/ by cutting holes in your pockets/ Air pockets, let out for breath control/ rise to the surface/ To peep hole ground hog/ shadow show back underground/ back cause hes nervous/ Expose your fears/ within 16 bars of a flow/ looking at your shoes, afraid to let go/ to the next person/ please dont call on him/ worst nightmare ?/ all of them/ ?/ just a mere mortal nursing your wounds/ when the world turns into a womb/ fetal position/ and afraid to kick it/ umbilical restriction air consumption is ?/ dream a wish/ man, its simple as this/ fishy kiss, suck cheek/ just to get check settlement / check where you settling/ ? peddling/ Im ? just like a jelly fish do/ theyre so delicate (hook) spokinn movement delicious/ ?/ nutritious it dont make sense, but I like that part/ man, Im not saying youre stupid/ but youre not that smart/ (verse2) my name has changed/ Im now know as the artist / who formally who use to give a fuck about the game/ you suck, I came/ you saw, I right after you spit, I heard/ got bored, and ciphered in the bathroom/ got more props then your whole set/ ? freestyle/ before your boy jumped in/ said you were whack as shit/ lending money to him/ ??/??(throw up your hands) It was worth 10 dockets / before the beat hits/ Your whole production team needs fertility treatment Greed was the reason I stole the show/ My libido was the reason I stole you girl/ Better control you girl. Go a head call your girl/ I just kick her out the crib/ console your girl/ (hook) mister, mister, mr. miscellaneous/ mr. pain in your anuses/ ? frame /bristle I painted with/ ? aim at my pancrease/ fiend from the alcohol maintenance/ baggy pants still made it in/ all rise you can get taste of the main event/ ?in shit / noone to blame for my crazy fist Im a selfish ass hole, I never gave a shit/ No one can shake a stick/ with the hits Im making with/ Spit game, great aim/ I never made a kid/ Battle for change and now Im making sense (cents)/ My style is doo on the trees/ thats some shady shit/ Saying my name would flame your lips/ save your spit/ You got a better chance of kicking it to lick a chicks?/ Mary jane use ? / ? / When I hand you your ass/ like toilet paper/
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Solid Ground (Explicit Lyrics) 60 Minute Spin Cycle
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02:46

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stop ill Your modern day remedies cant Sickness hits harder than the seventies champ Swift with the eye of a fly Mind of a man near death with one glance of the sky Capturing detail Rapid with sea scales Tongue split slithering Through skin I can inhale The exhale joined with a voice box Would wreck record deals Point talk at choice flocks Cus whether on On land or wax sea vinyl track or tracks I breathe truth to expand facts I call out whack like “the number you have reached” Has been penfilly dissed and sent to backspace delete Redirect to me on a beat cus Im an MC I Connect A TNT to the studio seat Inhale a Cingular iota of smoke For the rest of your life ull have to speak from ya throat Let ya nex-tell the story while one of Ver-EYES ON the prize Other eyes gone Cyclops blind side wrong Mannn to fuck wit 4 real though snuffaluffugus skills u claim arent there though seal up the corners and let the flow settle heat up the middle expand and blow metal show pot to kettle black out and get ghetto plant seed to meadow emcees grow little natural fact its that of chap lipped kid cant spit battery attached to his back drained energy now ya fucked k chop leg keep his foot for good luck Hook: Solid grounds not an option just yet Ive got my eyes on the prize and everydays a success Amazing at best At at my worst a crazy assed kid Catching my breath from these thoughts running around my head Even with a parallel line thats drunk off its page Get booed off the stage booze makes me lay Butt-naked in booths with a lay as a noose Making collect calls to high schools principals Prince Akeem is cool Clarence is to Give it up for randy Watson Damn that boys good Out of Candy drawers..hand me yours Earplugs at my shows cant stand applause Hear the boos I aint scared a you My hands a fan of ya mandible Think its time to Introduce Sick of fools …fuck vegetables Mix pills with jesus juice at high schools For tired youth…aspire to.. Be what u want..u never will Theres ten people right now with better skill Dead or ill…rituals to bring em back...at a graveyard with a bat cat whisker and a pic of craig mack WHO SAID THAT The voices in my head Choices that I made were cus of them now instead Of doing what I want..i wander in a daze and wonder what the fuck I did
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TheBigO (Explicit Lyrics) 60 Minute Spin Cycle
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03:04

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Elegant with masculine melanin…love feminine with an intelligent plan…cus Im a hell of a man do it better than them The big OOO will bring em back againnnnn Comin late like the curphew stretched Hurt you stretch the cervix yessssss Ive got the gall to murder the walls So girl ya better order ya perkasets Longer than the average man Not bragging but grabbin the magnums again Get in…where u fit in…if not grab the lubricant Loose as shit u can hit the back of the walls if you push that shit…hard enough If it aint hard enough Get ya blood flow up Dont slow up speed up now Blood rush to the head upside down Face in the pillow can u hear me now Rhythm and pain light the candle now Bucket assed naked on the mattresses Rubbin yo ass before that wax gets dripped Fast as shit mash that shit Scratches on my back sado masochist Ask If u can get the big O Go ahead babygirl lose controooooooollll Ride up and down out controooool Let go the wheel no hands we roooolll Here we gooo Here we goooo Put ya hands up let me see the OOOOOOOOOO Thats my shiiiit Kiss a little bit Let me make it weeeet There it is ohhhh dammnnnWAAIIIIT dont move Hold on..stay motionless….just one seeec Well there it goes again Baby girl u should call your friend the With the lips like inflatable tubes With hips like shes wearing a tool belt oooo YUP Under the jeans thunderous seams But it doesnt mean that I dont like you it just means that ya gotta take one for the team we aint married so u it should be cool ..know the difference in lust and love only ring u getting is around the tub thats whats up here she comes tag team wrestling 2 on 1 recording filming we pawing and licking I kick back watching listening They sittin Grinding twistin in sort of a figure four position shaky legs here comes the OOOOO eyes roll back here comes the OOOO thrust pulsating here we go wet up the bed and squirt on the floor send Jacob a pic on the phone Yo Bro I hit two birds with one stone The Big OOOOOO thats what I said And if its red put a towel on the bed Uuuugh u sooooo grossss.. But u know how we do when it comes to the O I like when youre speaking in Espanol Papi Grande…yeah I know It just dont cease clean your sheets Im coming in twice like baby teeth Ill tell you when…oops My B Its good for you though…full of protein Ride up and down out controooool Let go the wheel no hands we roooolll Here we gooo Here we goooo Put ya hands up let me see the OOOOOOOOOO
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03:01

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What is hip hop? It’s the raw demonstration of culture/ connection with the soul live and the beat/ yeah, grapple with sheets/ when I’m tackling with beats/ impact facts inapt cats cant manage to speak/ damage street channel speech/ to make you a fan of me/ crammed with elite/ standing in heat/ never handled defeat/ so it seems/ banished from dreams/ never managed to sleep/ my own sanity/ till I damage a flee family tree never ordinary/ rare as can be/ keep your ear to the streets/ next you be hearing of we what is hip hop? And what are the elements? It’s the 6th step droppin/ up rock the boogie to the boogie to the boogie dah Be Skat skat skat What is hip hop? And what does it mean to you? it’s the raw demonstration of culture/ connection with the soul live and the beat (verse 2) natural rare raw ravishing and seems/ out the question now a days if not adapting to schemes/ matching avid dreams with the means to reap reality’s cream/ few have dreamed to succeed props to those who’ve take the lead and as sad as it seems/ it takes oscene scenes to gather beans/ there’s no string noose to suffocate I’d rather breathe/ inhale perception reflection ya gotta let it be/ not the first to grab and seize and they’ll be plenty after me Where can I find this hip hop/ it resides in a state of mind and visits the sound the culture surrounds everyday life just look around/ What is a dope emcee/ compatibility with beats Ability for the speech/ that’s being ill – wait hold that’s me/ Studio life/ living right/ spitting advice like/ move something! Either your mind mic or aside fight/ Might find gold if you strike between my eyesight/slight of hand snatching your mic/ natural high flight/ air view Saccharine type can’t match it quite right/Hear you…Malice and spite/ So what’s your height like?/7’2”? Golliath on mics/I think you your sight’s hyped /Analyzing the mic right…
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03:43

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Crazy , derange shady/ knew her for a week and she wanted to have my baby/ x2 I can’t be tied down , I’m not mr right im mr right now. I’m in with this little situation/ with this girl I’ve been dating/ Met her late after a show/ while she was by the stage waiting/ Spit my last flow/ we engage in conversation/ She’s an artist also/ words, drawing and painting/ So I put the 10 digits numbers into my phone / Picked a specific beep/kissed her on the cheek / and im gone/ More I knew Young talented / yeah I sorta liked her/ But Little tendencies became more frighten/ for example she came by my place for steak/ watched Love thin love between love and hate said she can relate/ Then the phone rang/ oh my home girl, whats up kate/ I looked across the table / Then I noticed the face She drop the fork and plate said (I already ate) Mumbled Something about having my priorities straight / I’m like kate, pardon me (whats wrong) its hard to say/ (are you drunk) chardonnay/ (iLL are you okay)/ baby I’m fine I just wined and dine da friend of mine/ Is it alright if I call you back around 9/ (hook) (verse 2) okay a few weeks past/ I’m ignoring the signs/ yeah she sorta fine, nagh she’s a dime/ & I’m enjoying the times/ first it was cool/ Habits gets worst/ arguments to jealousy/ 2 me writing this verse/ she began to tell her friends/ how I’m a freak in the bed/ so when they see me they licking their lips peeping the dred/ Whats under my belt /turned em out by word of mouth/ Now they want to see what she’s talking about/ kiss & tell/ Now they want to see if they can fit the bill/ get with ill/ You know, to feel what she can feel/ Keep my bizz/ off the streets/ Curiosity killed the cat/ now the kitty’s feeling me Hook That’s it/ I’m getting out of this maze/ Blowing up my cell phone and showing up at my place/ And my boys think the voicemails are great/ First you hate then leavin love songs in its place/ Thinking they clever/ blocking your id pressing *67/ Listening to my breath cause that’s the closest you’ll get/ Lucky for free incoming/ cause you’d be paying for my shit/ I don’t have time for the back and forth/ What are you asking for/ more information, c’mon girl you got it all/ My time is limited, im fed of the simple shit/ You got me playing villain/ your friends given impressions/ im the one whos tripping/ you listen to them chicken heads/ They all got baby daddys/ They should be at home playing with their kids They all got baby daddys / They should be at home playing with their kids (Hook)
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Time Featuring Jaelie Haze 60 Minute Spin Cycle
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03:42

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Time heals and we’re seconds from the stroke of 12 I’m ill spokinn movement band is dope as hell That’s real in time we’ll be on the shelf Right now we’re creating don’t be overzel You know me well from live show at local spots Freestyle about the audience and faces drop Connect thoughts quicker than most… host of the show Take time every week just to hear cats flow Spoke movement a pearl in oyster in time ocean floor decides when My salt grain shine A young writer by nature by choice by faith By every breath taken my voice it makes cv Destiny shake stand nude expose truth find where It controlled you Exposed in youth time it takes to mold less time to break so take time to create and protect the fate Hook: Time yes Time is on my side It’ll be alright It’ll be alright By the time I was 11 I heard half stepping by twelve to thirteen music was a weapon I expose defeat like open toe shoes talked shit and Stood up on my own two fourteen to fifteen seen things a a little being shouldn’t be seein through innocent lens then there was Medicine sent to calm down the deficit disorder in order to vent I bled pens a pain in the neck is what the fam said never spoon fed but got love nonetheless And the band played...on walk to my own drum Shout to nothing Normal if it wasn’t for you son Spoke wouldn’t be ill… Impregnate hours give birth to minutes but no time to kill That’s how I feel no promise for the second hand Want to make god laugh….make plans Hook 18 to 19 rhyme scheme grew timely my team UNKNOWN still fate would find me...line me with with d’s dropped out resigning…illspokinn cut from semantic fabric designing…moved from the bean drama behind him ..still love for the fam support unbinding…found myself in NY 1st pantomiming.. trying to find my place hustling grinding…looking for opportunities much of it’s timing… give the clock a hand while by clutching on my dreams…strong beliefs believe you gon find we…spokinn movement world wide record signing….something u find might be something to search for … don’t stare at closed doors open your eyes dowg … and realize time’s on our side live for the moment journey is half the ride… Hook
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Question Mark Featuring Presence 60 Minute Spin Cycle
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Communication 60 Minute Spin Cycle
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02:25

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Spit a verse at the earth wait for rain watch it …surface burst and than sand softens…emerges a girl tall with land locks…sillouette of old school bottle of soda pop…no jewelry or purse she stands with arms crossed...lips move to a beat she speaks with raindrops…sweet thunder of her tone known take hearts..apart from she’s tart from curruption of art…she converses with beat rhythms and only chants…two congas appear giving my only chance… so we start on the drum connectin in sync…she beats where she’s from and what do ya think…about politics religion hip hop in that order…she pauses glances and waits for my response… I beat…I beat….i beat…she beat…. she agrees… so we continue to join in patterns alike…now eyes locked while our hands are in flight…I thinking I might alter the arrangement…put down the drum and switch to sign language…now connecting from fingers twisting all directions…she’s smooth she takes time making sure I get it…so I step it up asked her out but I messed it up..i signed can I take your cat off the couch… the confusion caused a change in communication…I drop my hands and used body language…lickin my lips nodded for uis to go…. she shook her head no….. pointed toward her wrist…I know what time it is.. I put up a 4…her eyes rolled…she wanted me to know… our quantity of interaction hadn’t been long…I have to get to know her for her beats not only her song…her melody is strong I’m intrigued for the moment…I’m scoping how her mind flows and how she controls it…she suggests we interact using telepathy ….i’m trying not to blow it with obvious obscentities…I’m a self proclaimed freak and I don’t think she’s ready..but I agree anyway ok steady…right away my mind strays to positions I’d do…son of a gun she’s think the same thing too…only freakier and with a lot more toys…and hold on are those my boys…her thoughts are too nasty I had to turn away…they were fantasies she’s not that way
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02:46

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Illspoke born.. Murder incompetence Kill you over beats with the band as my accompliss my names for a reason kid Check my breathing kid You cat’s are only ill cus it’s allergy season ACTUALLY speeding proceed to push my foot on the gas Ya’ll need the jaws of life to get my foot out ya ass wanna see green fast man u should have just asked Here’s a reality check…I’ll endorse it to cash The tracks of how you SEE STACKS gimme no feedback Knowing you hold less wait than Whitney Houston’s kneecaps Sell you a sack punk you and get my trees back Old school buster like muskets they need to breath black I suffocate a statement abrasive by some nature U fakers never caught a case only A Salt with shakers You claim your ballin lakers enthralled in all the papers False statements only from points of your imagination Contact of natural high don’t even try To match spit bang wits All of you die Try your demise no matter the size I’m warning ya You cats are cornier…it’s all in your eye It’s the Cassius…Clay of the rap shit Sling shot backwards shrapnel still attackin The track that smash your thorax Backs I’m crackin You can hear the trap SNAP SNAP To slash fragments Send the scraps back to your paps in a gift basket With a Hallmark card explaining exactly what happened Melody music that’s in for the duration Play to cave your face in with an evasive arrangement In many cases it don’t matter your race nation Color of face you get replaced quick for makeshift Beats half naked on a case to case basis In both cases your fleets hainus in need of some maintaince Who’s the dopest emcee Who’s most amazing with live shows for flow patrons for the duration with most tracks open illspokinn brilliance in flash get that broken like window glass so don’t ask Hook The Movement conducive to dopeness Parralel spokinn spit elusive yet close grip The hopeless focus…Ring the alarm Child of the corn forms in the eye of the storm Tired or strong weak sturdy I am the song seek worthy Comp to stomp Desire is armed with bombs that speak clearly while on your arms are pom poms just follow along and lead cheery
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03:21

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Ya’ll gots to know seems some have forgot now Rearrange ya flow just for climbin the charts now Designer of art and it change everyday Hit the road less traveled and I’m paving the way Funny things they do just to make it today See the future as a dry piece of paper mache’ Saturate with decisions than you can keep it that way Ask dave we both pull strings to get paid Appetite for life and death can’t curve it Needle to finger tip and I bleed to the sheet’s surface Seekin zen blind pen signs of a true wordsmith Close eye lids and the vision is still perfect As long as the earth spins each breath is worth it Courteous Words further minds of young urchins Servicing curbs with a verse and a short chorus On tour with a band one mic and a damn circus See brilliance wit ill floatin adjacent Nit wits still tryin to soak in the basics Vocals bass licks live local amazement Your dj can’t cut dude those are abrasions Crackin concrete one glance opens the pavement Spit face it to cause ocean and lake drift Burn word minutes it’s mobile replacement Dope underground..like coke in the basement G’s Up Hooold on now Gain ground city to state town to town Bound to Move forward like a pawn now Attack sidearmed now to queens locked down and Bless cords It’s the king to Check your mate leavin your rook shook while we hit L’s like knights on chess board I Met a muse STILL you’s ill well chew fiber And get ya shit straight for askin who’s liver It takes an adequate amount of above average wits To catch semantic mind savages..the talented Ravishing malice contacted with natural attitude Lack of gratitude an asshole and I’m glad of it Shrapnel from vocal grenades most’ll get sprayed wit rap skills choke on the bass knowin ya place I’m THAT ILL…just focus on me creatin basement hits for kids defacing wit spray cans bombers poplockers and headspinners Bboys crate diggers and wax flippers It’s elementary men’ll mention me at 70 How ill of emcee I was at a quarter of a century At the present time I present a rhyme Putting pressure on opposition pressing pushing back your mind Presentation equals presence with no Pretext Dramamine needed` at the shows when I flow you see sick
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13:30

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To Whom It May concern writing this letter To make self better therapy through rain weather Every 3rd june never heard from you It’s not like I moved and you didn’t know our address but A phone call would’ve solved the aching 28 still a kid wishing false fate and Trying to grow to be the opposite so my unborn child won’t cry to mom asking where his Papie is . I can see him in my everyday Reflection of facial expressions that cat look like me… I see the gene connection …favor him Mostly in the face…but now it seems we separated at 13 years of age Took a trip pulled over in the whip Cop hand on the weapon harrasin him asked about me in the front seat how old he…he said 11 I know the age of my first kiss… know when to give my fam birthday gifts ..know that age of my first drumset I know the age of my nieces first steps I know that when I have my first kid That’s it my life is through them Serenity love Serenity Ken Ken future of women So how important could I be If two years separates the memory of family we in To whom it may concern it hurt not to express hurt Hold it in..u’s a man…stone face first Came to you when church was the only stable true Went on a retreat came back shared with you How I wepped to my cousin DJ like my brother family You acted like I seemed gay.. ya’ll crying be a man Showed No tears.. Drink Beers..Swear..let the attitude flare Ok Yeagh I got it now Don’t express they care Children are seceptiBAL to parents actions What they see just is…I could break it down but it’s as simple as that.. we just kids I thought Heinekens gave men the bass in our voice Noone made a choice to show me different of course Taught myself how to shave scars on my face Got my assed whipped in my first fight no remorse Live and learn endure hurt and learn some more Sores are still healing and the feeling is raw They say the apple don’t fall from the tree it didn’t moms PICKED it up and it got carried away I still get carried away with attitude so they say Does it stem from my childhood..things that u said No excuses Still had love wasn’t abused I choose the Path I walk Live life through music To whom it may concern I learned from you Always on the grind to get yours it was cool How everywhere we went everyone knew ur name Screamed Scoop from the stoops to phone booths HEY local celebrity and u’d work all day if there was beef u wouldn’t let it be strong though 50 plus plus still look young the rhythm and drums was in the blood from day 1 thank you for that…remember when me and buddy took the porno tapes thought jaNET would be home late nope we couldn’t escape… you took a belt to bare bottom nowadays that shit’d get you get locked up.. appreciation for the strict often that’s looked down upon but that’s what kept my ass out of trouble got a phone call a few months ago said you missed me…and you wanted to come through I had a show didn’t think you would show Told you call when you at exit 4 Sho-nuff 5 hours later you showed up You couldn’t believe how much I’ve grown up You got to see people call my name…oh son I got pics of you on the kit while I spit Some shit I’ll never forget…Pops love u P.s. Thank you for the times we’ve shared Although I wish you were there More when I was young and in fear…. Not writing this here to dwell on past Occurrences but to get it off my chest Everyone endures some shit…this is my therapy and I feel better so That’s how I’m gonna end this letter
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Long Nights (Explicit Lyrics) Spokinn Movement
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More (Explicit Lyrics) Spokinn Movement
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More (Instrumental)
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Evolution (Explicit Lyrics) Spokinn Movement
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Evolution (Instrumental)
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Rapperman (Instrumental)
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Home Featuring Annekei Spokinn Movement
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Home (Instrumental)
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Horny Halo (Instrumental)
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Bubblin Featuring Eddie Sinabria Spokinn Movement
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Bubblin (Instrumental)
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Asylum (Instrumental)
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Breathe Featuring Maya Azucena Spokinn Movement
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Breathe (Instrumental)
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Optomistic (Instrumental)
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Impossible (Instrumental)
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Soul Clap Soul Clap
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