Im going to be posting whatever whenever. Music projects, Shitposts, Sampled In Songs Videos, Stuff, Things, and most importantly... uhm... imma say stuff again. Maybe ill brand this channel better in the future but for now im just having fun.
Untitled Name Gang as a rap group is permanently done. I changed the channel name to reflect that, since if imma be uploading here again it didnt feel right to keep going by that name. Why Touring Ammos? Why not. Its the alias I will be going by whenever I do plan on releasing solo music. Which I eventually do plan on doing, but likely not for quite a while.
The titles are a little hard to read. But the sampled song is "Harm" by Broken Spindles and the song I made is "Kiss Of Death And Rebirth" by Touring Ammos.
Time stamps are in the description if you're looking for a particular song, the second part of this beattape is on its way, and there's Sunny D in the fridge if you get thirsty.
I am lmao thanks for noticing hahaha. But for real I'm perfectly fine I just made the decision to take a break from the internet entirely for a few months. This video was the first thing I posted when I returned. I signify it as my official return, and went back in with a bang cuz I'm proud of this song.
I almost thought i'd never post again. It's been so long. But I have been doing a lot of work musically offline, so expect more soon! I appreciate you still following my channel :)
@@TinosBabygirl We are still like minded thinkers I see! and no,I actually lost my phone and thats what started my whole social media break. I have no contacts. Id like to have a way to stay in touch though!
It feels unreal that this was uploaded four years ago. It seriously feels like it was just yesterday. It's an amazing feeling to see that there are people here like you who allowed my artistic input to stick with you enough to come back to it in 2020. Especially since I haven't released anything in over a year now. So, genuinely thanks for the support and for this comment. Made my day.
@@UntitledNameGangIsTouringAmmos Ayee, love how genuine this song is! I can really feel the passion, an still here in 2021 going into 2022 lol.. And not sure if your still in the same area but im a local as well and ive actual smoke a few with you on W. Jefferson st. Keep it up man
Much appreciated. This is me just getting started I got ALOT more stuff in the works imma be dropping real soon if you wanna stay tuned. I noticed you make beats too Im bout to check some out. Hip hop community gotta support one another to push the genre forward. Plus imma rapper too so if i see something I like i might see your prices and hop on a track!
I made this over 2 years ago when I had just first heard Brockhampton and I was so excited to discover this group that I instantly got in the booth and recorded. I remember the Saturation trilogy was my biggest influence on this song. Even if its not as up to standard and them
Yo that's fire HOMIE ,y'all need to do some more tracks together yalls flows compliment each other !n I'm jus now seeing this man, my notifications somehow were off on here !
We actually started working on early concepts for our mixtape about a week or two ago for the first time since we released these tracks. Our rap group hiatus literally just ended. Its funny timing that you mentioned this, mustve been on our wave length. Id say me and T will have a new collective track together by the end of January.
Can't believe i made this a year and a half ago. Its not as thought out as my newer beats but i think it holds up considering i had no idea what I was even doing back then.
Lyrics: (Verse 1) Got rabbits out of nowhere No wearing hats Bringin magic back With these drastic tracks We get 16 stars Skip around the map Ive been bouncin back like Glover 'nother world see im E.T so I hover Like a bottle imma genie you discover Routinely drinking You fill the liter Command and Conquer In the end Beating Conker Im the biggest piece of shit Imma swerve By the loose end of my fur By the hair of my chin By the skin of my teeth Im so big and so bad You confuse it for sheep Just dont confuse it for pig Im other side of the street They try walking on me Broken android Dont call on me The blame is all on me But I done sold my name I keep a sonar face Tell em hold my brain While I go insane Fuck all this (Hook) We the new new sound In the voodoo undergound scream, Jet Set Radio! But they dont play it though Thats okay stay sleep (sheep) We be making goats (Verse 2) Yes, im gainin momentum I hit em with experience hearin this Fear in this voice of my heroes its Humanizin for the audience callin this fake Its anything but, its all in your plate But you just eat that shit up Yeah, Im that dude, with mad moves Who still raps in his bedroom Hi-jack the mic like the news, or Dr. Who, on late night with Max Headroom We're all just airwaves anyways ergo our gas for livin Ill carelessly perfect this like a TAS for lyrics Life has no fairplay collecting coins on my level No checkpoints I back peddle Ive had alot of stressed used So what if ive had some help to Create this legacy I have now left you... (Bridge) All I needed was a... Restart button Maybe a couple options (Verse 3) Im the bigger man Shit is never accordin to plan Hourglasses dont fit backwards in my hand Im sure it cant Imma ride out that sand like Borderlands Or foreign lands I be underground like Sans and Papyrus I be underground like a deep web virus Im up to my tricks and games you can call it my glitch I keep it live like Twitch take or give a timeshift Im strikin fast like viking axe cast lightning no matter the climate shift If it rain I outshine it, crisp Imma fighter like Ryu Cuz fuck being good, fuck being evil equal Ill be what im destined, thats nothing fuck it, Im bluffin I did have a hair in the hat Lucky tail no rat Holy grail done cracked
Lyrics: (Hook) Killa Kane & Domameno: Said Why dont you just breathe in life? Try to feel the breeze in your windpipes (Verse 1) Killa Kane: I need to take a step here Get me some fresh air Ive been feelin live but theres still dead air Pressure Take a walk on mire, and admire architecture And every little step it took to get here I feel a mixture of content and just unaware A bliss I dont often get a chance to acknowledge And I capture this feeling unpolished in a promise to my own Even though im grown I found my happy place In PS2 and Podcasts (Shout out-Rap Critic & Mues as well as Asterios & Mumkey) Other than that its all bad But atleast I can relieve my nerve endings In that sweet, deep escapism Free your head and think different and make difference Cuz the brighter side might reside around the corner and maybe thats the reason why you wake up every mornin When droplets from the shower aint all that is pourin Just until you feel the need to feed off your endorphins Its normal Lifes too short Grudges too informal None of us are immortal So take a deep breath of your one and only source for Life Feel it more so in torso getting tight enjoy it 'for this life is forcin you to fold and die Its colder in the nights but I still enjoy the breeze got me feeling like the leaves grounded (Bridge) Killa Kane & Domameno: Bake in the sun all day like in Cujo I am the dog that doesnt talk like Pluto (Hook) (Verse 2) Domameno: Take a breath with me and see my specialty Suspects susceptible to what success is sending me Fuck Wheres the sense in me These others die with only cents to see Attentively the butterfly disintegrating centipedes The scent will seem like shedding seeds Like setting reach And suddenly The team inseparably Defending dreams Attending ten tenors Benders got the beat Swingin seams Endin when we're never better Cuz my joy is only for the make believe Tip of the top and im back to the flow Hip to the hop and a tip to the toe We dont drip our own drops cuz its bad for the dough Live off the clock and we stand by the road Sift through the shots for a plan of our own These gifts from god to be damned alone Fit into the odds in the land of chrome Hippies with a cause to abandon home I get what I got and I got to go No i cant really talk to you on the phone Chillin with the homies and we gonna get stoned Killa Kane brought the blunt to punch you in the dome Yeah, and we've died for less and im tired of stress But tied to the mess and we'll never rest Atleast til death and fire at best Fuck who gonna be When its only time to breathe And you choose instead to leave Where your heart is Stick to your sleeve Or Stick to your guns, and its pow pow Pick up and run, need it right now Shit, are you done, I am so proud Had a little fun with your know how And we be on our toes In the end tryin for all our goals Had to bring the flow So that you would say its dope Shit thats just how it goes When all your friends is all your foes Hate the highs, but you love the lows And you live off lies, but die off hope! (Bridge) (Hook) (Verse 3) Killa Kane: And I dont live life by what I can get off it They wanna idolize the money tryna make a prophet So what exactly does by happiness If not credit establishment Is it the pageant kid or is it the scientist? Is it the kid with lots of friends Who doesnt have to play pretend Wasnt me Cuz make believe became reality and was my creative outlet Its all I need like fuck your counsellin There aint a damn thing wrong with me Im just a little quiet Im just a little high like a pilot til my buzz crash Then get back to the saddness from the months passed Thats when I take a step, and Get me some fresh air Get back on track like out soles on asphalt textures Remember castles lessen when assholes learn they lesson Enemies are gatorade haters so we dont sweat em Free your perception of perfect Drop your leverage Forgive collectively Still remain a restless soul conceptually When they effectively mess with me Cuz lifes been a series of tests to me For what, so mutts can make less of me? Nu uh, I aint fuckin with that (Outro) Killa Kane: See I dont need shit but my homies, and a blunt To gather all emotions and compose them into songs and always keep it Roman C cuz if you know me You know that I dont front
Lyrics (Verse 1) and now a days I cant trust alot proud of they ways whether they lookin like scum or not Thats all these non sense braggin Top hat fashion backwards thinking like Benjamin Button had a bastard My words stern like Howard Imma fern amongst you flowers Imma wolf amongst your shepards favorite captor Country club monthly pub fucking chug til you sick and need your tummy rubbed by your butler mutt You a fucking punk acting fishy like catchin flounders actually call em Flanders cant even contrast your neighbors They flashy without the labor Acting like you are better than your associates but your crown is missin lots of thorns, your mad holiness Slowly just take you down a peg in the game of life, homie make it appear that you lived fast, died lonely Planter peanut looking ass pressure beat you til you crack Like that safe up in your mansion that I know how to handle then I prowl like im a phantom from out that opera that you snobs are prolly jerking off to that shits embarrasin Proud to be an outsider no longer starin in I aint fucking with that But im fucking with this clout and I share it with my crew Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. (Hook) But stay tuned stay tuned Cant knock the hustle thats the number one rule Most you motha fuckas try to play me for a fool I dont pay attention far too busy making moves To make you (Bridge) Why dont Batman dance no more Why are we so serious for? and I dont dance no more, Im like Batman and I dont trust no more I guess im that man and you gon fight this like it or not You gon be the bigger man when you likely to rot Make wishes dont break mine Got a lot of your shit I cant co sign (Chorus) (Verse 2) How can they play duplicates like Monster Rancher But they believe in you like ghosts up in your haunted mansion Imma remain pure amoungst you baking soda Arm and Hammer I dont think its ever been as bad as these modern scandals Monitor vandals harborin damsels the grass aint greener on they side its all just dirt, bruh Lets desert this desert vibe with all that thirst, yuh all around the concrete jungle might just get pushed to the curb, bruh Never change, Its all intertia Meets an unstoppable force Make life an obstacle course They wanna be making sure Rags to riches the impossible chore But my velocities more and my philosophy is fuck the monocle mentality unless they givin to the poor those insecure will measure back pockets kinda makes me wish they'd put that fork in a lamp socket but probably sue the company for monthly profits just fucking stop it its often its awful (Outro) Why I dont dance no more
Thank you! That's a fair point. I had the same thought. Keep up with the tempo of the beat a bit more. It'll take some practice but I'mma try to speed up my flow in future projects. I appreciate the feedback lots!
Lyrics: (Verse 1) From a heart attack Where my armor at? From all these cigarettes and bacon fat And shit, stress tests my wishes of quiting and makes them bad But I guess these bodies weren't exactly made to last I hate the past, so I do bad To fuck up my future Fumble maneuvers Insure I fall in the sewers Fried up and skewered Finally tutored Fish in my head swim in schools Been patient for too long just to be given to wolves Okay then It's no wonder I'm a mad man What if my words don't stick Just letters with them bad stamps. Better off in trash cans. ..put you in and smash it like Crash Band. In this hedonistic age We can either self upgrade Or just leave em with the plague Singing birds in a cage I am a lump, yes, I'm only a lump And I'm sitting here inside of my skull Control my thought patterns from scattering Hole in this heartless chest cavity Appetite on a drive by, cuz it's shot Life like on wifi cuz that's all that we got It's no wonder all that's empty consumes me But it's gucci It's routine I'm looking Up, up (Hook) Up and up and down and down Left, right, left, right, B, A then Start Low Pulse Slow Motion Slow Motion Breathing needs exercise Breathe in those extra lies Slowly I creep in Slow motion sickness (Verse 2) From a broken heart From an older spark That died down In the colder parts Now it's soley art This ain't Noahs Ark I'mma lone wolf You give no regard I'm my own fool Love coming up shorter than a Toad stool If you could see what you send my soul through You don't gotta love me the way I love you I just wish you love yourself the way I love you I don't want you to suffer So shit I'll do all the suffering. And maybe you'll be happy with some other man. My brain understand But my chest don't And I think I need somebodies I can rest on Used to be the best at not getting attached or Overall feeling that this shit didn't match up When opening was like lifting a hatch up But it ain't been the same since my heart got snatched up Since pushing you away Is looking like my forte I'll be missing you like a stray to a court date If that's the case, the gavel bangs, the path is made, we part all ways You're a happy ray of sunshine I get no happy endings thinking we just getting through our run time. It's a symphony of bittersweet overtones Would i be myself if I wasn't so alone? It's all I've known I'm prone to cutting through theatrics Guess you can't teach an old mutt new facets or aspects of life.
Untitled Name Gang bro I love this dope melody man, dope bars so I subscribed 🔥🙏🏽🥁🎹 Subscribe back then listen to my “All That” song on my profile fam!! Leave a honest comment bro! Untitled, keep working man/bros 🔥🙌🏽🔊🤙🏽
