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The City Under The City

by L'Orange & Stik Figa

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You turn down a dark alley, seeking refuge from the sweltering heat of the factories that line the city streets. As you wind through a maze of alleyways, darkness falls and the sky glows a toxic orange. You hear music coming from behind a door at the end of a dark and narrow tunnel. You know that once you open the door and descend into a world beneath the concrete, you will never be the same.

This is The City Under The City, a new collaboration from producer L’Orange and Topeka, KS MC Stik Figa. Mello Music Group teams up with L’Orange and Stik Figa to take you on a dark and abstract journey through a realm that lies under the surface. Guest features include haunting verses from Rapsody, Open Mike Eagle, MindsOne, Has-Lo, 7evenThirty and yU as well as cuts by DJ Iron.

There’s a world under the concrete. The question is - can you see it?


released October 15, 2013

All Songs Produced by L'Orange
All Vocals Written & Performed by Stik Figa
Executive Produced by Michael Tolle

Album Art by Cara Littley
Additional Graphic Design by Sarah Mattmiller
Photography by Melissa Madison Fuller & Angelina Castillo

Mello Music Group Copyright 2013


all rights reserved


Track Name: Dusty Speakers
"In the moment that I stepped in
The vibe was effervescent
Melodies filled the room and the keys were incandescent"
-Stik Figa
Track Name: Monochrome
"As I wax poetic over past aesthetics,
craft a legend of a time before the apathetic.
Let’s start a tab. What will you have? Is that cash or credit?
How about a glass of purgatory with a splash of heaven?"
Track Name: Blind Tiger
Blind Tiger

Where the drum roll, numskull
Aint you seen the white horse, aint you seen the gun smoke
Funds low these bums broke, chatting with Colombo
Peeling back the moon roof, and now my skin is sun soaked
Aint no rocket science, but I need space
Aint been to compliant, mama saying that I need faith
Being self-reliant we just ash when they cremate
Go ahead and pick a star, which one would you replace
Balls full of gas, they don’t even need names
Earth's about the cash, working on a pre-paid
Flame to the glass, inhale and then relieve pain
Life a lot of things, she aint never been no cheap date
Slave in a free state, discovering the cub bards dry
Listen to the engine putter brother give another try
Pop mutters, baby sucking on her mother’s for another night
Gunfire is another lullaby

[Verse 2]
And from the end is where this poem starts
No regards, watering the rose and still we grow apart
Hopeless hearts, anxious dip your toes with sharks
I’m floating in the ocean on top of shards of Noah's Ark
Ride the wave cautious, and then I set sail
Arrived on dry land, walking, on an egg shell
With lead bells, blowing the whistle man I just left hell
Nothing to regret well except maybe that death smell
Behind the red veil enjoying the best seats
The rest grieve, nothing to show for it but prestige
Wonder what success brings, I go against the jet stream
Knowing one man's night mare is another’s wet dream
Track Name: Before Midnight (feat. Rapsody)
"What you willing to kill for, what you willing die for?
Money under the mattress pistol under the pillow"
-Stik Figa
Track Name: Decorated Silence (feat. Open Mike Eagle & MindsOne)
"I only know five songs and they're all Gucci's 'Lemonade'"
-Open Mike Eagle
Track Name: One of Them (feat. 7evenThirty)
"From a single drop of rain, where a puddle would start
deeming every single piece of this puzzle as art."
-Stik Figa
Track Name: Smoke Rings
"Work reveals diligence, words reveal real intent
Can’t kill the spirit won’t kneel before ignorance."
-Stik Figa
Track Name: Stone Like Me (feat. Has-Lo)

From where I stand on the cold concrete
Feel it in my bones and the soles of my feet
What’s that?
Strength from my folks underneath
With all that’s going on though, I hope you got peace

Verse 1 (Stik Figa)

And the hardest part of life became the easiest
The older that I get, reconciling all the sequences
Archive the memories, recall, retrieving it
Recipe for disaster substitute ingredients
It’s hot in the kitchen can’t sweat no conveniences
Let it all fall in the batter loves tedious
Labor of it all please have a piece of it
Confection and critique of it
And see how bittersweet it is
Committed this egregious sin, which I plead the fifth
In the court of your opinion do I need defense?
Being judged by my peers do I need repent
Drowning in my own conscious though, its sink or swim
And the devil’s hella busy trying to cripple my faith
Placing seeds of doubt in a difficult space
But what’s new? These here are critical days
They did the same thing to Christ offered to triple his wage
Won’t answer any riddles or give any praise
Conflicts of interest are you willing to change
I say


Second Verse - Has-Lo
Giving on the fountain that retains my youth,
my illusion is a jewel, I entertain the muse.
Sitting on the pedestal, nothing ever moves
?never do a dap, it's the apathy do?
Know that I embrace what I can't control,
'til I'm out of my death, til I finally rest.
Til the angel in the road lift me out of my flesh
and my soul turns to energy, a sinner's relief.
All the buzz words and fluff terms apart
To ever be a star, you must learn to chart.
The smart take heed, the wise.
When you're always right you begin to miss being surprised.
Every day my eyes open up, shades are drawn.
I awake ?any side that I face are wrong?
But still, I pull up, chin up the bar.
?A man like you call a million a mar?
So I say

Track Name: Among Thieves (feat. yU)
"Like most things it's all about the angle & position of it"
Track Name: We Were Heroes (feat. DJ Iron)
"I’m playing jacks with the planets and its primitive fun
Scripted words on my heart and the tip of my tongue"
Track Name: After All
"Straight for constellations now go ahead and cue the tape.
Let the music play this how I communicate."
-Stik Figa
Track Name: Before Midnight feat. Rapsody & Castle (Billie Holiday Remix)
"Live from the dark side, car rides at night time
Waves of blackness is like victims at ill apartheid
Who open graves, in the midst of zombies who aint died?
Going through life like hands tied we aint vampires
Got to see the light like a starry night round the campfire"

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