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Intruh (feat. Nui Moon)
03:04
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Kevin:
In the beginning light
Boom
The first sound, struck on the one
As opposed to the bang from an alternative drum
Without eyes, mind or self still I observe
The multiverse move then splinter toward innumerable curves
There’s forms without words, purity states—
Endless expanses of energy unfold into space
Answers without questions, I was made to create
No questions for the answers my hands readily shape
Hands emerge from the need to touch what I make
That urge leads to taste and a thirst for a place
Thoughts become galaxies, revolutions of light
Cradled by a darkness that was once called life
Upon each force defined by its presence in time
In time I feel they will confuse the creations of mine
Cosmic forces emerge — My law governs their fate
They reflect me to myself, myself ripples the lake.
Kevin:
Winter spring, summer autumn start again
In the darkness, the first dawn, my first sun
Is in the morning, mid day love, afternoon, early evening
Sister sunset, mother moon
Start again, start again, creating all things
Start again, start again, can you see the light
Big frame, small frame, worlds within worlds
That govern the dynamics to my principal pearls
Violent cycles, consume — reform then collapse
The Opposite atoms react, tear and refract
It be the sound in the motion, like the soul in the potion
I’m pleased by the portions, every fraction important
Soil to rock, born rotate in time
A force for the mind measured cuz the pace is divine
Kevin:
Pleasure pain, saint and sinner we start again
Man and woman, sun and moon our first daughter
Mid night love, morning dew dawn is breaking
Word is bond we think too much, it’s not too late to
Start again, start again, creating all things
Start again, start again, can you see the light
Echoes from my aeon the curl of the helix
The coordinated code that turns the cell into a phoenix
Amidst the cold life force beats the sound once again
Flesh becomes intellect — the god that pretends
To know of the ends that expand just to meet
Woman become the god that created the sea
Stillness part of the womb that is a part from me
In an instant eternal birthing all that is seen
So watch and observe, speak it and learn
At dawn turn to dessert, then a tree that will burn
Release new threads, the fabric of truth
Perfect imperfection the makings of you
Kevin:
Perfect imperfection
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Cazeaux O.S.L.O.
On average I make it manage
Doin’ it to death Fred damage pumpkin heads pomegranates
And the cabbage
Golden child flee assassins
Holding idols of the passion,
like life, so life-like we laughing
Acting like addicts for answers
I got none but got lungs
And got tongues, periodic
AG metallic, bird’s eye ultra violet fit for a chalice
High step in Dallas you couldn’t touch a lace
Mask and a cape you still catch that case
Catcher in the rye with the dijon
Honey, I shrunk them kids heads
Still clinging on the Klingons
Furrow they brow
Don’t worry me know like
Where are they now?
Pop-up like Pop-tarts at Pot-lucks
I won’t hunt ducks, won’t wear a tux
Use to give not a ___ now I give lot’s of ___
Ichi knee BDP, beat the street so easily
Picking my Bee D Bees afros peach tea
Peace be upon he, writing letters to myself like dear me
And watch the owners take a knee
Mike Thesis:
Yeah, It’s like he lonely without you
Without you, loneliness, all that it amount to
All that we count for showers, powers to mount you
Dan Fouts in the powder blue, what you about dude
A sunken shell inside his body a pound too
A vivid illustration of that California sound too
Around you everyday he see round two
Lyrics he give, yeah, something to bounce too
The counts cool, with the racks he in a foul mood
They trippin’ on they feet like they in some clown shoes
The lord bless the child who got his own
A little more blown hope this is something you rock too.
These type of nights seize fiends by the pipe
No dreams, no cream, no team for the hype
An old soul who bold but live a modern life,
Rocko, the word Steccato your favourite type
Thampson.P:
Trying to gather motivation
Brother fuel fire couple tricks to navigate this
Wounded vessels doubt it hold my spirit where my age just
Keep circling the sun, the sun is dangerous
On the microphone alone, that’s the way it’s always been
Me reminiscing flipping visions where the hopeful ends
Open my own dome stuck again no I’m not content
Scribble my dusty thought patterns if my life depends
Upon the pen this deadly weapon, mine can heal or kill
I’m thinking of you as I write this know that shit is real
Forever mad in deep thought, what the fucks the deal
So many questions, no answers still
Just the hands of time ticking got my feelings all ill
Flipping looking forward through the scope searching for the real
Bigger picture, call you what you want it’s better than what it is
To be with you my spot in heaven is what I would give
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Zima:
Cultural Appropriation
Then can diss your nation
But you stole it from a tribe like whoa
Say it don’t look good on me
But then you take the enemy and sell it on the market like whoa
Slavery illegal so the way they pull the evil out is through speaker phones like whoa
This is where you come from, where you cannot run from
Home is where the heart belongs
(Repeat)
Kalala:
Well the Cities on fire
And the trees are coming down
And the water line is higher than it’s ever been now
I want to live in a beautiful world
But the say sell heaven to hell what is it worth
I want to live in a beautiful world
But the say sell heaven to hell what is it worth
Cazeaux O.S.L.O.:
Everlasting my flow gobstopper thing
As I’m profiting every body wants their percent
Nothing broken nothing bent, tiger eye it never squint
Sun shower black pupil I’ve been focused ever since
Yes Yes I’m leaving dents, yet still I make amends
Pardon me we parting lips, hush em with a fingertip
Yup yup we are that shit just regard the hips
spread the love thick condiment compliment the continent
Mother land at work
Give more than she get
Need more than she got
Get until she gone
Chatter long, need more action
Before the man wreck matter
Clatter world crash down
At the diner eating hash browns
Palm Springs sunny side
Eggs on the runny side
Stuck it with my butter knife
At this moment loving life, the way it give glimpses of the other side
They way it make you question where your values lie
Are you occupied, fatalist concubine
Death grippin’ on your family line panty line
Like gimme mine
If not now then send me mine, half a century that’s plenty time,
come back rewind.
Kalala: I want to live in a beautiful world. But the say sell heaven to hell what is it worth
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Existential Lesson
Meaning is a blessing
Purpose made from fleshing out life’s greatest question
Wonder why Bo Knows Bodega wise during high tide
Observe the absurd parallel life-lines
These Figures designed round like peaches and limes
Ripe light but each in its own time
So how could you own mine
Potentially cosign
Excursions through Brian Wilson’s gold mines
Dig it
Hold hands in it,
Tall cans soaking in cold sand, toast on the coast
come in peace to bear witness
Lids squinted,
Fried squid limbs sprinkle salt in the sentence
A pinch demented,
Between BC and me
Stan Lee and MTV
How much is he and how much is free
Intersect with the intellect’s property
Or prophecy properly on demand in HD
Connect the dots of One-hundred-and-one temptations
Respect the knots of one surreal conversation
Twist knobs for your stations
Pause for your patience
Stand in awe of the ancients constellations
The sun is the source a resource the force
Paradise port, high court, jump shot from half court
A prayer between the floor boards, endorse the lord indoors,
resurrected With [Existential Blessing for the Soul]
Tiana gave her blessing
To Enter in deserts through the doors with a message
Opening our pores with the fragments of universal laws,
Confident when we testing with our [Existential Blessing for the Soul]
Whether a cause the effect the wreck the 5th element
The silence the violence or the scent
The exploration of the mode the method and the intent
Should be enough for these gents to pay the rent
I got my reasons now/ I got to let shit go
Exiestential lessons that are waiting for your soul
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Whosane: Tomorrow ain’t promised to no one. We all go back to the stars.
So magnificent, all powerful, all innocence
All life imprinted with
Luminous flowers bloom for the universe
Call it love, Call it RA, watchy wa
Don’t know much still I search for who I are
Shed my light, if it stretch that far
The idea of it enough we don’t covet the start
Know of the ends, finding our peace in its parts
Born in the east, die in the west,
Dip into the under to conquer death
Valley of the kings we ain’t conquered yet
Writings on the wall we the hieroglyphs
Generations spent charting the locations
Measuring the movements distant motivation
Mostly us will watch in disbelief
As the light give way to night so deep
The eye of Ayler, shine like a black fire
Shell toes for the centipede, you better act like you
Merged with the mica, Major murderer made life with your minor
Message your Messiah
Bizarre How we went from
Endless combustion to carbon dust then
To tapes and Teddy Ruxpin
Caught your sister while she cutting
Nothings for nothing
But nothings from nothing
Best believe that you from something
Best believe that you done something
Second pillar of Buddha
Or cheese with the gouda
Choice is yours use your medulla
Life long loser of energy
A particle beamed into infinity
Collapse cross streams and entropy
Multiply the states of serenity
Breath it scent of a new day
-the-universe old, plenty of assholes
half told, black holes, reaching for black gold
Half loved half hated mind blowed
Have a heart spare half a beat for the unknown
The other half caught in the undertow of my thunder dome
To each his own, eat the throne
Scratch the surface, ain’t no place for perfect, don’t die alone
Don’t take-away-just make-a way for my peace
Laid in the cut, with gold in the crease.
Baby hair grease
Find time to align with my tribe, so unique
Through famine of feast putting grills on the streets
Feel free, to speak to the west, or smoke to the east
Northern star, southern breeze, we got a spirit for each
James on a peach, a rosary and gold teeth
[Shining], perfect alignment,[shining]
Observe the environment [shining]
Study the masters dig deeper
Hunter gather the odd meters
No measure, no matter either
that pure ether
Born in the east, die in the west,
Dip into the under to conquer death
Valley of the kings we ain’t conquered yet
Writings on the wall we the hieroglyphs
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Fool why you foolin’ with the moon. Fool why you foolin’ with the moon. I heard her say.
Full Moon feeling what you do
Filling up the edges of my room, cool
Navel Orange hue, cool
Don’t nobody know you like I do
Moving up the waters like I do
Crystal Alter with a view
It’s so kind of you to show me how you move
Diggin’ the quarter to the half, fill my hands when it’s full
About time I start acting like I know know know
All praise the unusual.
Niel Armstrong stepping to you, Hotep got no weapons for you,
Ocean acting wreckless for you, Cause and effect is for you
Procession, reflect my presence on you.
Take it like it come like it come
Light from above was a gun when the sun wasn’t enough now.
Break it like a drum like a drum
Beats beat rhythm for the lungs, sing a song to get along now
Take it like it come like it come
Break it like a drum like a drum
RURU:
Full moon shine my way, way , way
Full moon shine my way, way, way
Your light come tumbling in
Lightening and thunder within,
Stir it up in crumbling
Side by side post up till the end
Full moon shine my way, way , way
Full moon shine my way, way, way
Wade with the water now
Slide with the tide now, one two two
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8. |
Sazon (feat. Izy)
04:42
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Contra my mantra, pleasure in the pop
Vibe so high got a nose rose to drop
Glug glug Glug, nah I never suck a drug
But drag a sucka through La Brea tarpits free hugs
Simple man, complicated handshakes
Hold a conversation in place of what was man made
Constellations on lakes before ya lids lay
On the roof of the apartment listen to kids play
House party in the summer, I left it with a number
The G Train Just part of the spell that we was under
The Es that we on, the peace lead to slumber
The dreams favour the hunters
She deep curves of thunder
A melons juice drip to thigh inner
I die in her
Days play out like a flick, no net, just dinner
Skyline colour placenta
Fellas need mentors
Meals and a coat are not enough for the winter
My soul brother tried to take his life
Make me look at life less life like
More like a book at night
Bent the corners, these memories deserve thoughts
Synethesisia to mark a colour code for the heart
Smoke the signal till the dart pierce
The start fierce, melt veins, solar flares end rains
Delicate things made to face indelible pain
A simple truth never easy to paint
It was a gift and a curse when I got hip to the dirt
Give the word to the world, put the world in the work
Sasson when the seasons on,
That Passion for the peak a dawn
Go on and on,and on and on
Roll another one let ya light show
Skin hue electric light show
A Folk tale that you might know
Dark thoughts, that’s what the nights for
Same thing that the knifes for
A colour cut the lights off
Had a vision , Clear as panavision real life though
Wrote it down like a code just to keep it cold
Solid Gold Ghost on a coast, bury her quotes
Sound clash I could marry them notes
The thread through the bones, represents the unknown
Inner archipelago, sultanas and legos
Sultans in Lagos, too honest for pesos
Hustle thick as hot grits or hips in Barbados
It’s raining in Trinidad, the sweet water soak
But couldn’t drown the soul, keep the crown in your throat
See y’all play too much, or just say too much
Or just don’t say enough, speaking of balance and love
West Indian Day. could never labor in vain
Watch it fade down the parkway, the sugar in cane
Sippin’ heaven slow, dancin’ in a strangers cave
Savour something sweet on the lips the lord had made
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9. |
S.F Holiday (feat. Izy)
02:54
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It’s cold as a San Francisco Holiday
We don’t see the dawn until the sun clear the mountain way
The mountain cries, rivers flowing down in waves
Stone silver threads creeping
Jack memory round my way
A mind unwound to it’s coil
Millipede rock round
The blackest shadowy shroud to ever walk round town
Identity literally vaporised a billion seconds trillions for wrecking
Really no one should question, it’s a weapon
Did I mention dementia, that is sent ya to the next dimension
Thank God for government pensions
Between the dollars and the dream
Dollars keep you on the scene
Life is but another unseen, obscene
Seen my Grandmama drifting toward that sea
She forgot her dramas, traumas, ills-honours and her family
Authorities demand she land in a facility
She break free, when found downtown she stabbed the orderly
Keep that channel open just in case they come for me
Try to wake up and smell the roses, its just potpourri
Maybe it won’t notice me, maybe I don’t know it’s me
Surpression stressing been my lesson since days of Jodeci
Still we royalty, spirit connection was rotary
Black gold of the sun, pick a patch of holy
See if I don’t realise my people are there for me
Sacred geometrics soon become cinematic stories
Singing
The Spirit body gonna rise
But the ego must die
It’s no surprise
If the spirit’s gonna rise
The ego must die
No compromise
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10. |
Black Bond
04:42
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Black Bond Lothario, raised in the barrio
Fond of Rosario Dawsons & dominos
Dot com scenarios, bit coins from Mario
Yacht boats and cardio, Pica-sios, no average dude
Cold nights on a stoop, those aren’t lessons you lose
Streets refined self define , never a question he’d move
Use to share a six piece out the box
Now he owns half the block, if you knew him then you wasn’t shocked
Could always turn big dreams into bigger schemes
When he said it he did it, knew the ways to the means
Clean, what kind of linens is these
Bout as rare as the airs let a real brother breath
A members only jacket was his only membership
Now his kids attend the same school as his dentist’s kids
Dinner is only where the winners is
Don’t even have to spend a day where the winter is
Made a name, made some lanes for his people too
Knew a-bit a pain better brain putting it to use
Had plans of building tech-schools for the poorest youth
But got shot by an off duty cop, hands to the roof
Black Saint she modern day
Lived life so honestly
As she moves she also pray
Thank the sun for the day
Give her love so openly
By having none, she held it all
By being who she chose to be
She answered to the highest call
So much pain as a child
Grew to be the helping hand
Singing demons out of temples,
Purified her fellow man
Slept on the street, but had love for the land
Drew the sacred into moments, shed blood for the plan
If you need her she was there, gifting pearls from a cup
Thread the tears from your eye, remind your soul your enough
Carved a river at your feet, when the the holy waters ceased
Put her palm to your chest when the god in you sleeps
Half of her is Nunkare, other half pass the peace
People pass like she deceased, but recognised that she the chief
Be the brand be the damned be the man be the freak
Marvel at the universe a Black Bond trilogy
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Mercy
03:42
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Now I know the worst is for me
Lord save some mercy for me Yeah, Yeah
Floating over Saturn in a holding pattern
Distance makes the storm system look like satin
Between them sheets, Between them rings
Antique Blacks coasting on a memory
The cosmos move with the funk
Funk and the cosmic is one
Comically, we were all Brand Nubians once
But split cold melons over the hue of the punch
At a distance it look so smooth
Emotion is the pace that we move
Evolved from a sapien tool
To the spirit realm dripping with clues
Left by us when we knew that we knew
Deliver me glaciers
Polar opposite common sense so spacious,
Reminiscing on meditation it’s flavours
The reason life saved us, remove the murderous from the makers
Now I know the worst is for me
Lord save some mercy for me Yeah, Yeah
Then Chico said: The universe insists that we major.
Riders of the wave made it rain to break the chain,
Achieve finer things, design the names
Create the frame, hold the flame
Benny said: Preach but damn, running man roll again
A Dice thang, sometimes odds is nice thangs
Sometimes just odd my advice, enjoy the flight
Sip a drink but hold the ice.
Chico rose and gazed upon a light bridge, Benny followed
Passing through a million lives lived
Between the matter that made their vessel
More mind than metal
Floating over Saturn, the highest levels
The final Orbit, cycle, the furthest edge
Chico tasted the tej, while Benny read
From an ancient book of the grateful dead
Turned to the first page
Read the first line and it said, what it said?
Now I know the worst is for me
Lord save some mercy for me Yeah, Yeah
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No I just can’t let go
Hold on to the fallen ones
Those who lose they life, live like an offering
Before we proceed promise to offer some
Highest of silence for songs that sung
Because where they come from is where we come from
Fallen angels sippin’ liquor
From long rivers poured by those who still remember
A street laid wet with death, peace the contender
Content with the dawn, stayed gone for some Novembers
In December, playing Excite Bike in suspenders
Sunk in the scent of black eyed peas for dinner
The fruit of my grandma’s hands extended for her fam
Togetherness the essence of her plan
My Dad made up one of her three sons,
Rumours of a fourth whose life got cropped short
I learned later that each of them had excelled at sports
But competition wasn’t just for the courts
Strained relationships from pain so invassive it
Had a place at the table where a step father should sit
The peas pass, until she passed
that dinner was our last,
How do I make up for a life you never had?
I cook the same peas hoping the connect us back
Sometimes I swear i can feel her hands, no I
No I just can’t let go
Hold on to the fallen ones
Those who lose they life, live like an offering
Before we proceed promise to offer some
Highest of silence for songs that sung
Because where they come from is where we come from
Getting close to the knife I know
My truth gonna deepen the cut
Ancestory in the dust, each chapter a drop in the buck
Each actor Dinero with luck
Pick apart Grandpapa with a furious touch
Grandma saved up she left to get closer to us
Just a block, why he didn’t follow not a thought
Why we never go visit him at his spot?
He moved in with us when his kidneys got shocked
5am Dialysis, I drove him through the frost
We talked about life but it’s like we never talked
It’s like he knew the roads and eventually they’d cross
Pause, I’m watching Monday night raw
Pause, seizure in the room next door
Pause, something tell me to go take a look
Pause, hospital grandma by his she not shook
Pause, his heart paused, that night
Retired nurse Grandmama helps him to revive
No I just can’t let go
Hold on to the fallen ones
Those who lose they life, live like an offering
Before we proceed promise to offer some
Highest of silence for songs that sung
Because where they come from is where we come from
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14. |
Fresh Gold Bloom-Age
04:03
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The sea that we come from
scenes that we run from
Seems like I’ve seen it all before, me
Seems like I’ve seen it all before, me
Seems like I seen it all before
Push the pull door my uncle
Rap jumbo, pay by the leader
Weed out weaker weeds tumble
Towers on the cusp of crumble
Essaouira with my Jimmy Cap, snapped back
Whole snapper black gumbo
Flatten the amazon with torches
Build porches
To mourn Ferngully’s orphans
Pick your poison
Curses written in cursive
Subversive,
Carpet match the curtains
About as blue as the earth is
7 billion plus, I’m only seeing us
Splitting these tapes like a heathen husk
Crack the crust, line with gold
Cover with sediment from the river bank
Thank the elements and elder scrolls
Birth right, hyphen and death
Hope we was ripe when we left
Could end up right where we left
On some Doc Brown, On a brown dock
Rebirthed by a tribe of witches that blend wombs for private stock
So, just come to me
Sip something
Smoking something
Sitting comfortably
Ah, look what you done to me
David Ruffin
For your lovin’
Need ya company
Black wall street, moon pices
Moon pies and a red Icee
Moon moves the sea inside me
Help me see inside me,
So much love that it might blind me
Just a beach boy, so we don’t preach boy
Hannah Barbera never outta reach boy
Fly intros, fly credits my fam gets it
No time for the passive aggressive
Dismantle weapons
V for Vandetta, S for Siesta
Be for the sake of the trees breathe better
Eat and sleep better, lucid dream pleasure
The peace getter
My thing mega, proceed
Tides high feeling so low key
A Jazz man doing my solo thing
No ears here to hear and I got no need for the screens
“Well well, Man Why you got to be so mean”
So, just come to me
Sip something
Smoking something
Sitting comfortably
Ah, look what you done to me
David Ruffin
For your lovin’
Need ya company
We stay incorporated
So of course we made it
SO. Crates return to basics
Stack tapes made for the players
Ohios greatest,
For the honey dips a higher nature
Ask Isis who the nicest
Mind made of Midas
Gold plated, stand beside us
Sound of silence
Sound of islands
Sound boy found the man inside him
Mankind made the hate to hide him
7 billion plus each a universe
A Dark Emu above the earth
Sand talk from the hands that work
Know what the lands worth
Shape rock and the words
Just a beach boy
So I don’t preach boy
Too deep, enchanted with dancers and need sleep
Got the paper in advance knee deep
Breath deep, in the sea breath deep
Deep
So, just come to me
Sip something
Smoking something
Sitting comfortably
Ah, look what you done to me
David Ruffin
For your lovin’
Need ya company
The sea that we come from
scenes that we run from
seems like I’ve seen it all before, me
Seems like I’ve seen it all before, me
Seems like I seen it all before
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15. |
This 2 (4 Moses)
03:24
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K’ Mo mo,
When hot wheels turn to God’s will
I pray our love is in your heart still
K’ Mo mo
Will you fall into my arms still
Slap my palms still, Sing a song still
My son still cinnamon choose this sinner man
Mental the sentiment, center the feelings blend
And anger love patience
Patience still the virtue
Even when it haunt you, and even if it hurt you
Strive to trust the work of your own hands
Never be too cool to dance, or feel the romance
Or take a stance that differs for your friends
Make mistakes, then make amends
Chase the truth, that’s where freedom lives
Though fear is at the door, and death resides upon its lips
For it you should risk life and limb
So much seem so important now but trust me in the end
This too shall be undone
This too shall be undone
This too shall be undone
This too shall be undone
Peep the portrait, inside the frame, on the wall, in the room
Inside the house, on a street in a town, by the sea
By and by
by yourself,
yourself you’ll see
Take happiness as it comes, though you may hardly meet
But rest assured as a chief you can define your peace
Do your best when this life comes to test your flesh
And when people do they worst just to see you stressed
Love first, then take a breath, then take a step
You will be blessed when you take the next
Touch the earth, put shea on them knees bro
And them elbows plus your ankles too
Be Hu-man like I could never, be better
Follow your heart , but be prepared for the weather
I got your back whenever,
And trust you because your kind then clever
Forever my greatest treasure
Beyond my measure
This too shall be undone
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16. |
Curtis on the Hiss
02:16
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This going be that
That shit
That’s it
That shit
That’s it
That shit
Product of minding my business
Couldn’t say her of him did it or didn’t
Either he got it or he gon’ get it
Either he not or he with it
That’s winning
Wicked witching, mathmatician
Melt the mortal morsel
Moping in motels
Hop bells
And ending up with a chin swelled
At the Bottom of the jar where the ink dwells
Ink spots and the drells where Archie yells
Tighten up or hold tight
In a vacant lot with Kobra Kai
Sweeping legs wings and thighs
Type of doughy eyes Bowie mind
Goblin king pokemon, that Lenny Lisa and Zoey find
Velladrom, so inclined
Feeling well at home, homies high
Some always with me that’s no surprise
Until they die
I can’t deny
It scathe the hide
Delayed the hype inside
But such is life in time
The shit we do when we got nothing to prove
The shit we say when we don’t care anyway
The shit we find when nothings on are mind
The shit we need so are people can proceed
In Coney Island sat in silence
Sky dark and violent
The drone of titans drowning
A lone figure found him
Squared roots would hound him
Holding court pulse pounding
the currents grounded
Acting so astounded
spirit split like fingers pointed
Annointed instrument
Succulent needle prick
A blunted beatle kiss
Be he the glass or the brick
House full of flicks no hits
Just hips, and Curtis on the hiss
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Stress stress y’all it don’t stop
To the streets y’all, We won’t stop
On your feet y’all
We can’t stop
Bless bless y’all
And walk strong
Sat the light in his hand
A fathers eye on a mothers chest where a child rests
Edging closer to death
With her last breath, she left
Others to right wrongs, brothers to write pslams
Lovers to write songs
By dawn by gones will be by gones
Eating prawns getting tight with the pythons
Life go on but
If the light is upon us
Switch, make room like what Rumi get
Make the poison sweet as a ruby kiss
Yellow mangoes, true yeah we could split,
The metric is slick
That shitty shit that make you curse your God, burst those stars
Ask why the worst is ours
What’s the price of Forgiveness
A tooth for a tooth
40 acres and a mule
12 million dollar-roos won’t do
For Forgiveness
Equality
End poverty
In all honesty, not mine for the offering
What’s the price of forgiveness
A pipe the breaths peace
The sky, 12 moons, the return of the fallen chiefs
Every tear from every eye that cried out just to be
Forgiveness
Don’t make it right
It makes us free
We all peddling hurt
Sweet Flowers that freshen the dirt
Each hour a blessing a curse
As lives leave us, names teach us they gon’ see us be us
Free us, can’t beat us
Trust, the soul infinite
We grow into it
Plus, loves lifting it the sole impetus
Lush
What happened to my patience
Had rehabilitate it
These daydreams melting in the sun
No Stars just bars heavy lead in the lung
No lies from the bean pie, just a web that we spun
It’s to our advantage that you be wise
Threads of life do rely
On points like the joints that were denied
SO low and behold, be low and be held
Soften the blows but full of detail
So deep in the groove we splintered the cell
Found a way to win while taking that L
What’s the price of Forgiveness
A tooth for a tooth
40 acres and a mule
12 million dollar-roos won’t do
For Forgiveness
Equality
End poverty
In all honesty, not mine for the offering
What’s the price of forgiveness
A pipe the breaths peace
The sky, 12 moons, the return of the fallen chiefs
Every tear from every eye that cried out just to be
Forgiveness
Don’t make it right
It makes us free
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SO.Crates Footscray, Australia
"Australian" hip-hop/neo soul duo SO.Crates are a boom-bap prayer sent live and direct from the heart of two of the
culture’s most committed students.
With a legacy built on releasing a steady flow of cold-crush records and delivering uplifting live performances to the party people, SO.Crates prove that hip-hop’s golden era is not a lost date in time, but a foundational state of mind.
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