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I want to thank Juho for relighting my ember after I embarked on my lonesome journey in 2010 on the heels of my album. It all started with "Rooftop Assassin", a song I named so due to his 2009 Rooftops EP, back on MySpace. As I conclude my "Concrete Cee" chapter, I felt it only right for the last project released under that name to be with him. It closes the circle. From our collaborations, especially "I'm Chillin'", so many beautiful things and connections have transpired. I will always be grateful and appreciative of this creative synergy. The time is right.
I hope you will enjoy this EP and the effort we put into it. Skip less, rewind more. One love.

-Cedric Till aka Concrete Cee


Its just pure gold when things just flow when you connect with right people, this project is very good example of that. We both have our own areas, mutual respect, and same type of vision of the end result.
Even this EP is one sort of closure, this is also opening for many upcoming tracks and projects. Press play, and at the end rewind!

-Juho Mattila aka Skipless

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released January 16, 2016

Vocals; Concrete Cee
Beats; Skipless
Mastering and recording; Andy Schlegel

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Track Name: Kuningas
[Verse 1]
It's been a long time, but we're back with the gems
It's the return of the rooftop assassin, in '10
We made magic, heads wanted more when chances were slim
But now it's here, so you don't ever need to ask me again

Before I settle into character, rest in peace
To Avenging Wind and Praverb, two real MCs
And there's no features from amateurs, just classic beats
And rhymes on dust, but you ain't getting that for free

To make it simple for the simpletons, rappers are Scott Templetons
Bullshit ya for the Pulitzer
With empty notepads, where your quotes at?
The game treat me like I'm Gus Haynes, to tell the truth is to love pain

Cassandra syndrome's the burden of a young king
The essence that I draw from's the antonym to mundane
Authority that's earned always trumps royal pedigree
My legacy will prove to the plebs I'll forever be


[Chorus]
Kuningas - The Paladin returns to an empty throne
Time to take the reins, rule the land like it's my own
Kuningas - I don't give a fuck about a claim
If blood's thicker than water, you will spill it in my name

Kuningas - Better loved abroad than at home
But the soul of my birthplace's embedded in my poems
Kuningas - I don't give a fuck if you applaud me
Guaranteed, Cee'll score like Jari when he was fourty


[Verse 2]
Score like Sel‰nne, the great 8, hard down the corner pocket
It drops, like blood from your nasal
My man conquered seas and the sky when he was naval
While internationally, I collaborated, my name grew

Underestimating me is a mistake
Which, wouldn't you know, happens to get made every day
Networking with people from 16 different countries
And there you go talking about the money

Chatting to your ass, sky's always overcast
If I'm not charting, every compliment is backhanded
I'm accused of grandstanding when I'm better than most
They can't stand it, silent in my presence

Venemous in my absence, axes to asses
Then ashes to ashes, grains to the granary
Bread never broken with those of false flattery
The lames might like you but the game will respect me as


[Chorus]
Kuningas - The Paladin returns to an empty throne
Time to take the reins, rule the land like it's my own
Kuningas - I don't give a fuck about a claim
If blood's thicker than water, you will spill it in my name

Kuningas - Better loved abroad than at home
But the soul of my birthplace's embedded in my poems
Kuningas - I don't give a fuck if you applaud me
Guaranteed, Cee'll score like Jari when he was fourty
Track Name: Hell
[Verse 1]
Seeing money permeate our society
A man-made drug got us playing "get as high as me"
It's like our brains built receptors
To signals overriding emotions that would connect us

We are still subscribed to the concept of race
Though in human taxonomy it just doesn't have a place
But it's cool, cause divide and conquer always been a staple
In history as a tool, to keep me and you as slaves

It gets subtle when we think we are awake
Putting stock in disinformation we hear on the waves
Or read on the web, poorly researched articles appear
To debunk facts long proven, believe what you want

As long as you don't point a gun at those who disagree
But since we'd rather be right than be at peace
Out goes the ratchet, another man splattered on the floor
Over whose fairytale should be the law


[Hook]
It's like that, and uh
Put the money in the bag, give it to back to the, banks
Living every day in fear of being broke
Helping other people stay rich, you'll never get a "thanks"

It's like that, and uh
Put the, pieces together, check facts and you'll see
Every ideology becomes a cult to divide us
Feuding over what it is that we believe


[Verse 2]
What's your life like? Apart from the moments you post
To bait either admiration, envy or some of both
So you met a famous guy and by taking a pic
With him, you boost your self-esteem like it's making a difference

Insecurity's a doggone plague
When in public people calling for a safe space
Just to evade the scrutiny at large -
Levelled at them everyday anyway, grow a hide or go in hiding

Never been fond of PC, no surprises
Life is hectic as it is, find me where the quiet is
And I don't have an angle on shit, I'm just biased
Like everyone else, though much less so in private

Can't stuff me in a box, tryhards attempt though
Denying it and hate to be reminded
They better learn to spell 'fore they're throwing the book
Do like the average phone user and shoot yourself in the foot
Go to Norway...


[Hook]
It's like that, and uh
Put the money in the bag, give it to back to the, banks
Living every day in fear of being broke
Helping other people stay rich, you'll never get a "thanks"

It's like that, and uh
Put the, pieces together, check facts and you'll see
Every ideology becomes a cult to divide us
Feuding over what it is that we believe
Track Name: Cold
[Verse 1]
Another morning in the city, the air is ripe
Of asphalt vapor and dust, and every face just
Hides behind papers or screens, to not betray
The inner screams, later to be directed at others

Such as lovers and kids, if words don't fly
Then hands will or pots and pans of steel
The young ones absorb that, go off at classmates
Under peer pressure to get some on their next date

Gotta have brand name threads, cause exclusion's a real
Wound and it's hard to Band-Aid that
Especially if you gotta look good on IG
Like it's par for the course in this modern society

Nothing fair about it, it's rough - Consumerism is a drug
Skewed concepts of manhood are breeding thugs
Games are played like nobody needs love
Lying to each other, in technology we trust


[Hook]
Everywhere you look, it's cold (during summer)
And cold (during spring) and cold (during fall)
We can't let winter in our hearts, need a glimmer
For the dark, push forward cause the end is not far when

Everywhere you look, it's cold (during summer)
And cold (during spring) and cold (during fall)
The temperatures arise but hearts are still callous
Minds are calculating, therefore we need balance


[Verse 2]
Someday, I'll be a father, if I have a daughter
Will she want to be Kim K or Malala?
If I have a son, will he inherit my rebellious spirit?
Or will he be content in this system?

Wouldn't want my children to suffer the same strife
Though adversities are what makes you tougher in life
Success is to be earned, it shall not be given
If you do things on your own, the reward is the wisdom

That there are things you can't do alone, and there are
Two paths to achieve them, through friendship or business
Motives are disguised, be aware of them all
And prepare for the rise, likewise for the fall

To be true to yourself among many is a challenge
Extremes are aplenty, the rarest thing is balance
A handful of jewels tucked away for the time
That I gotta raise mine, though they'll never be enough


[Hook]
Everywhere you look, it's cold (during summer)
And cold (during spring) and cold (during fall)
We can't let winter in our hearts, need a glimmer
For the dark, push forward cause the end is not far when

Everywhere you look, it's cold (during summer)
And cold (during spring) and cold (during fall)
The temperatures arise but hearts are still callous
Minds are calculating, therefore we need balance
Track Name: Us
[Verse 1]
I lost many dreams to sleepless nights
And even when I did dream, I had a problem to retain it
I wonder if the patterns I see in life
Say more about me or the ones perpetuating them

We discount those of lesser station
But add money to the equation, you see a saint in them
Before you mention saints who should be considered?
Even Mahatma Gandhi used to kill Zulu with the British

Why do we assert no person is perfect
When we expect from people to have everything working
Before we even consider to commit
Like we all don't have baggage we don't need in the cellar and shit

What if soul mates are a lie and who ends up chosen
Is due to oxytocin, androstenones and shit
And you can put limerence over limericks
The most beautiful illusion upheld wins

What if I told you that the answers you seek
Won't solve your depression, they just brand you as weak
Because we all wanna hear about an ending that's good
But then ignore that the process is harder than our problems

We expect people's support but won't lend
Equal support, unless they wouldn't need our support
Because we fawn over those who're seen as the stars
But don't you even retort, that's why I need to withdraw so often

From people to even have some peace for a portion
Of a day, that otherwise only leads to exhaustion
Some days I just want to be me but I have started to believe
That it is hard enough to meet that prospect

You can't see me in photos, I don't exist
You'll have fun with your friends, I'm nowhere in the midst
I'm peripheral to most lives, sometimes I wonder what if
My soul could slip out of my hide

What is being said about me, when I ain't there
Even though my self-defense is pretense that I don't care -
Well I obviously do, seeking for a reason why to pursue
A woman who seems to like me, too busy to write me, though

Is my tendency to overthink harmful?
Why do I repeatedly choose to involve you?
Why do I want companionship for a reason
Other than the one expected, I'm tired of all the questions

Where's the money? All else is just a certificate
Of participation that doesn't mean shit
I mean, that's how you wanna play, right?
We could fuck when it's dark but you won't know me during daylight

I learned so much about women but so far
Relationships appear to be subject to Briffault's law
That's why I don't take physical cues
You're prob'ly thinking I'm oblivious to

I'm just tired of the games, tired of the "why"s and "can't"s
Tired of the "I understand"s
Tired of the promises and tired of demands
Life's a zero-sum-game to get inside of them pants


[Hook]
Romantic ideals often turn to visions crushed
Trading trust for a quick fix of Tinder lust
Live it up, we're all just fickle trying to feel the rush
Tomorrow it may occur we'll see a different us
Track Name: Forward
[Verse 1]
Gazing out the window, clear skies
Falling leaves, neighbors fighting every morning
So I'm walking past a woman with her tears dried
Can't seem to leave either, though

Maybe it's kids involved, well, I don't need to know
Tough time as it is, finding the balance between
Pursuing a passion and making a living
And so far I haven't been decent at either, so

Change is in order, gotta move forward
The hamster wheel is getting too crowded
Ambition is a trip, loving what I do
But not knowing what to do with it

Nonstop bombardment about who's really getting it
Drowning my question what the point of it all is
Praising mediocrity for raising the bar and it
Feels like Kings pre-flop, but all calling

This Harleckin's got serious, Now We're Talkin'
The pressure weighs heavy so I'm walking it off
Tired of the premise of expecting things
That our own self-centered butts never invested

Tired of being blunt but not getting the message
Across, when I look at you, I'm seeing my flaws
When I look in the mirror, I'm seeing scars
On a subdermal level that should never concern you

To be honest, loving yourself can hurt too
Seeing your worth, but not seeing what it's worth to
It's whole another argument
If you're not the right recipient then forward it

We ain't here for ourselves alone
Even if we're often here, with ourselves, alone
Fine line between solitude, and the lack
Of interaction with the outside world that bothers you

We gotta learn to see days to look forward to...
Like this one, and then some
On a grassy patch watching the sun set
Or talking till you overhear the birds conversing

On the outskirts of Berlin, at a lake
Granted contemplation that's not found in churches
Away from people that always seem to look for something
But never seem to know why they're searching

Trading one need, for another, every purchase
Superficial interest expressed through flirting
Makes me want to press forward to the part
Of the conversation where we both clarify what we're wanting

Even if it's just one thing
Like "can you pass me the ashtray?"
Being straight-forward shouldn't be a problem
And yet I'm waking up to these thoughts every morning


[Hook]
I gotta find a way to move forward
Even though I can't outrun entropy
I gotta find a way to move forward
Otherwise who I was'll be my destiny...