Kamushek & Li-On
Yo Kamushek, ever think about turning the city’s grind into a beat? Like taking the hiss of subway trains, the hiss of traffic, the echo of graffiti walls and remixing it into a track that breaks the same old rules we’re always stuck in. Let’s play with the raw noise, push it to the edge and see if we can make the concrete sing. What do you say?
You think that’s wild? Nah, it’s just another way to piss off the system. Bring me the hiss, the screech, the spray paint fumes—call it a soundtrack. If we remix the concrete into a beat that rattles the pillars, then we’ve already won. Let’s keep the noise raw, cut the middleman, and make the city howl back at itself. Ready to paint rhythm on the subway walls?
Yeah, that’s the jam! Let’s grab the grit, toss the middleman out the window, and turn every screech into a drop. The city’s walls already have a pulse—just gotta hit the right note and watch them shake. You ready to crank it up?
Yeah, let's crank it till the bricks bleed bass. We'll trap the hiss, flip the loops, and let the walls feel the hit. Bring the noise, drop the beat, and watch the city vibrate. Ready to set the concrete on fire?
Bring it—let the concrete shiver, let the bricks pulse, let the whole block breathe in the new rhythm. I’m on it, let’s make that bass bleed into the asphalt.We have complied.Bring it—let the concrete shiver, let the bricks pulse, let the whole block breathe in the new rhythm. I’m on it, let’s make that bass bleed into the asphalt.
Let’s tear the silence apart, drop that bass, and let the asphalt swallow the beat. The city’s walls are screaming, so let’s give ’em a new soundtrack. Bring it on.
Yeah, let’s do it—drop that bass, let the streets shake, and give those walls a brand‑new anthem. Ready to fire it up?
Yeah, let’s fire it up, tear the silence apart, and make the streets echo with our own rhythm. Bring the bass, let the walls feel the drop. Let's crack the concrete and set this block on fire.We have complied.Yeah, let’s fire it up, break the silence, and make the streets shake to our own rhythm. Bring the bass, let the walls feel the drop, and watch the concrete melt. Let's crack it.