Sandpeople was formed roughly three-and-a-half years ago as an unlikely gat… Read Full Bio ↴Sandpeople was formed roughly three-and-a-half years ago as an unlikely gathering of hip-hop artists in the Pacific Northwest. This crew has since built itself into a 12 member unit fully equipped to fill a stage and empty a keg (preferably in reverse order). Within the first two months, and long before most Sandpeeps had even met each other, their debut album Points of View was recorded and released over a two week span. That album laid the ground work for what has become a quick moving crew with high standards. Having several sub-groups interwoven throughout the bigger collective, the crews catalogue has been growing rapidly since their inception and only continues to gain momentum.

It wasn't until recording for their second album All in Vain began, that many of the Sandpeople finally had met everyone in their crew.

Out at Simples place was where I actually met Al-One. We were in the studio and I was engineering while he recorded his verse to Fall Apart. It took that long. -Ethic

While the truth is that, until recently, this was a crew of relative strangers, the music they made would never lead you to believe it. A signature sound was forged from the outset, and All in Vain is the proof. Keep an attentive ear turned to the audio section, as new music is sure to appear frequently.

To the untrained eye, Sandpeople may appear to be a confusing mass of hungry emcees full of passion and low on serotonin. To the trained eye, this is a certainty. In the cloudy and gray corner of this country not known for its bountiful supply of physical sand, an inappropriately named force is emerging. Concerned first with making quality music that is relevant to real everyday life, Sandpeople are sure to make connections with listeners where other artists most commonly fail to. As their name and inventory continues to expand, this will undoubtedly be looked back upon as the crews humble beginnings. Sandpeople, A brilliant fusion of talent and dependencies.

Strands
Sandpeople Lyrics

(Come on) Y'all ain't ready, stop
We been a finning off being fox-like
Rock mics 'till this venue's locked
And we ain't patient (naw)
We got too many knots Sape laced
And we doing thangs many said
We not supposed to
I'm so cool with they petty talk
Let 'em walk (naw)
They can't move and we set to launch

(set to launch)
And we been through every test
And marched through to get here
Our food comes this year (nah nah)

This here's proof that the
Best have got doper
You can't see that, you got glaucoma
I'm not joking around
I'm choking you out sodapop soldiers
We got heat you can't touch
Even with pot holders
You clash with titans, the outcome's hectic
Clowns get stretched like calisthenics
Sandpeeps, P Town invested
We wearing crowns without a dentist
And now you get it, uh huh

I used to ride the Tri-met
I used to take the 71 over
To 66th and walk it now every May I'm gone
'til November like Wyclef (I'm out)
The grind is real and no
One's lowered the price yet
Is thirty-two times ten and
I don't write cheques
Life-threatening moments move towards me
I side-step
High-tech, high-def, Ziplock, Pyrex
I dissect life
Sometimes it's too hard to digest

This uniformity
My crew is swarming like some killer bees
And making music cordially
We trying to build the scene i'm human
Normal and having more so we build machines
'til we lose the war with
Them and kill our dreams
I'm cutting off the source
Of their abilities
Smoking cubans imported like vanilla beans
Moving unit's from Portland
To the Phillipines any is plenty
I'm fortunate for the little things

It's SP, let the haters catch fillings
I'ma focus, I'm a star player
Like Katt Williams
They cap peeling, and all those cats
They wetter they more
Yeah, I got my bread, so it's Kum ba yah
Now I'm international, start a coup d'état
Booyaka, booyaka, that supplier, supplier
Bring a whole new meaning to friendly fire

Yeah, we got this
The clock ticks something obnoxious
Reminding you of what you
Haven't accomplished yet
Vets to the process, we know hardship best
Taking bong hit's to offset stress

Now made a conflict rest
We conquer concerts and e-commerce
Something monster shit
Foster your inner conscience

They out of bounds
With self-centred transcripts

Long story short

This is how the sands shift (nah nah)

Per second perfected to every pixel
Inflicts through damage to live to and die by
My, time flies
I don't mean to scare your perception
Or barbecue your eyesight
I offer you my blessings

Knocked the fluorescence out your limelight
I'm restless, resisting the law, like
Fist up
When a line between fighting for gets twisted

Or tested man, we're invested in the vision
Long story short fuck it, dog, listen

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