Sunday Slow
Tonya Kitsune-Inspired Rap-Metal Track | Broken Treaties, Broken Dreams by Easystreet Royals | Free Download
Music for the peeps
Albums
The Lenetown 8 Era-Music From 2007-2010 (2024)
The Revolution Will Be Livestreamed! (2025)
Still Here (2026)
The group was originally founded by Kai Lacrosse and David Harris under the name The Lenetown 8 on March 16, 2007. The group released songs here and there but never released any albums. In 2008 David and Kai released a few songs under the name Ohio Boyz. The Lenetown 8 disbanded in 2010 but in 2024 reformed and decided to release music again but under the group name Easystreet Royals. All the original members under Lenetown 8 became Easystreet Royals with a few new members. In February 2026 Easystreet Royals disbanded but only because each member moved on to other projects. Though their group is no longer all of them remain friends.
Members
David Harris
Michael Harris
Kai Lacrosse
Jackson Winters
Louis Black
Jamal White
Carlos Daniels
Adam Kinder
Tonya Kitsune
Tara Hunt
Travis Duncan
Violet Duncan
Lana Lahaye
J. Williams
Diamond Ash
"Broken Treaties, Broken Dreams" is a Rap-Metal track by Easystreet Royals on SoundClick. The song establishes its own world and invites the listener to settle in. Representing the charismatic sound of rap-metal in Abilene Texas, this track speaks for itself. It has reached the top 10 on the SoundClick Rap-Metal chart, peaking at #2. Fans of Tonya Kitsune and Tonya Lacrosse will find "Broken Treaties, Broken Dreams" worth adding to their playlist via SoundClick.
Lyrics
**[INTRO mumbled, lazy]**
*Ain't nowhere to be*
*Phone's on do not disturb*
*This is that Sunday music*
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**[VERSE 1]**
Woke up around noon, pulled the blinds halfway down
Threw on some Tribe, let the baseline set the sound
Shuffled to the kitchen in my socks on the tile
Hadn't moved this slow since honestly a while
Cracked open a cold one before the afternoon hit
Rolled something smooth and just decided that's it
No agenda, no errands, no emails to send
Just me and the couch and a couple of friends
Somebody brought snacks, somebody brought more
Somebody's already asleep on the floor
The playlist is perfect, nobody's in a rush
Outside the world is loud but in here hush
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**[CHORUS]**
Sunday slow, let the hours roll
Pour another one, pass it to your soul
Light it up easy, let the weekend breathe
Ain't a care in the world on days like these
Sunday slow, got nowhere to be
Just the crew, just the vibe, just you and me
Window cracked, afternoon breeze
Sunday slow Sunday slow Sunday slow
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**[VERSE 2]**
Second round poured, ice rattling the glass
Someone put on Snoop and took it back to the past
Singing every word wrong but nobody cares
Laughing at nothing the best kind of affairs
Smoke curling lazy toward the ceiling fan
Somebody's telling the same story again
We've all heard it a hundred times, still funny though
That's the thing about good company the feeling grows
Pizza box open on the coffee table top
Someone said "I'm hungry" and nobody stopped
Time moving different when the vibe is right
Could've been two hours, could've been the whole night
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**[BRIDGE slower, almost spoken]**
There's something about these do-nothing days
That reset the soul in the quietest ways
No highlight reel, no moment to post
Just present in the room with the people you love most
The smoke and the drinks are just props in the scene
The real thing is this you know what I mean?
The laughter, the silence, the inside jokes
The kind of afternoon that nobody provokes
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**[VERSE 3]**
Sun's getting low now, painting everything gold
Somebody stretched out, somebody's getting bold
Talking about life and what we're gonna do
Big plans on a Sunday classic me and you
Another cold one, the last of the pack
Somebody's gotta make a store run nobody's going back
So we ride out the last of whatever's left
And agree that this Sunday was one of the best
No drama, no pressure, no clock on the wall
Just the kind of day you forget to recall
Until years from now when somebody says
*Remember that Sunday?* and everyone says yes
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**[OUTRO CHORUS fading, drowsy]**
Sunday slow, let the hours roll
Pour another one, pass it to your soul
Light it up easy, let the weekend breathe
Ain't a care in the world on days like these
Sunday slow got nowhere to be
Just the crew just the vibe
*Just*
*yeah.*
