Freak

 

Chorus

Freak. Tried marching with the army but landed hands on the offbeat

Freak. Retracting from acting, smashing the set up, messed up the scene

Freak. Accepted the elements, an elephant in corner filled with wildebeest

Freak. Off the stage but out the crowd, out the race and in the clouds. Free

 

Freak. Crashed in a mass of masked crowd

Maskless bastard lost at sea

Tossed and beat, rip ragged through a tempest

Spent his engines searching streets

For burdened beasts uncertainly

But cursed to be dispersed from crowds

Searched in the earth for a certain sound

Striking chords with titan’s shouts

{AH} Never to be the same again

Once he dove inside his cranium

Trekked in maze in a hazy mist

Stared in the face of his craziness

Dissected it accepted it

And blessed it with a kiss

Re-entered tempest with fresh tension

From the crèche and crib

 

Freak, always been a freak you see, this freakiness keeps temping me, these freaks unique we speak to beats so sweet our speech in poetry,

Freak always beena  freak you know, freak to the speech of the Z and co

Lo fi freaks we tell it so, so lets freak out till we all blow, blow

Im that madass out cast standing round with badcat mouse rats,

Chowing down on sounds so bad that mans are bound to crown that sound clash

Champion of the weirdo we acumen we don’t scare we don’t fear no freak.

 

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Yo zico, always been a freako,

Two next of X, outcast like Magnito,

Burning sea flow, no threats could vex, a man that stands as an anti hero, madass zero, bang that gram and stand in weedsmoke,

Mans gan radge and dance to freak flow, man that’s class im skanking ZICO

You would not believe what my mind has seen, my kindest dream

Is something that could bring a primal scream

From the baddest mother lovers, that might have killed their brothers

I write to skill these fuckers and wipe away my freakish dreams.

 

Four, quarters of a daughters torn heart

Fears and the peers tore it apart

Like greens that turn to reds, a flame

Had started a spark in the darkest parts

Wild. Fire in a mind, brought glow to face

Child. Wired and flowed to the bass

Smiled. Focused owned his space

Styled on center styled on base

Jammed that flow, like animals

Rafting, spanned intangible

Oceans coasting capitals

Motions provoking mask to fall

With a bare face entered a room

She mentioned tunes from base

As she saw who her sentence soothed

She planted, a seed in space

 

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Pierce

 

Chorus

Pierce the skin you pierce skin that your in

Pierce the center pierce the center within

Pierce the life you pierce the life that you've lived

Pierce the sin you pierce the sin that you've been

 

Reflections, ganna shock the unprepared

Complexion, that locked them in their dread

Infected, A virus took control as

Deceptions, reaped a billion souls

Injecting, a botoxic boast

Insurrection of skin against its host

Imperfections, unnacepted, led to lonely ghost

Disconnected from the essence that made the circle whole

Dissections of brainwaves misdirected

Conceptions of thought better introspective

Inflection changing how we made up

Rejection of faces that didn't make up

Affection, of surface, skin deep

Objection, pierce it, think deep, sink deep

Protecting, a skin as you pierce it

Respecting reflection accepting realness

 

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Leave a blood scar to mark out the blackness

Trapped in sedation crazed in an act it’s

A fake face that was slashed with the madness

Foundations taken raped in the black death

A super fish wanted cupids hit from beauty

Stupid girl, sour, but dressed so fruity

Narcissist grasped ostensible duty

Faking a face operating on booty

An injection filled mould

Quest for perfection killed soul

A dissector of skin sold

A gimmick changing image stretching the wrinkles

Urges turned to curses in the spinal

Hunted and shunted led to a psycho

They stole the ivory from rhinos

Profiteers preyed on the primal

 

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Acceptance was addictive

Retching intestines out for the thinness

All the apes were already gifted

Smash the mirror, grasp on the limpid

A worry that the others would reject her

But when the others started to inspect her

The others saw an image that was dressed up

So she attracted the actors and thesps love

Next up is a subject with shed skin

No mask, clarified light led them

Tormenting act transcended

Addicted to purity, resplendent mended

Remember the virus of midas

A desire for the finest bled him to dryness

A retraction of act will define us

Fighting the crisis truth is arising

 

Chorus

 

Heart of a story

I am about to go and spend a week being homeless in the west end of newcastle, I will sleep rought for a week, scrounge for my food, access the services that other homeless individuals in the west end use, I will interact with as many homeless people as possible and immerse myself in that lifestyle as deeply as I can. Erm, I hope that you perceive this to be a fearless approach to a story, it certainly feels brave from where I’m sat right now. I’m about to embark upon this documentary tomorrow morning, it has certainly caused a huge amount of trepidation among my family and friends who do think it’s a brave thing to do. That’s the impression I want to leave you with about my willingness to get to the heart of a story.

 

Eyes

 

I stay trapped in my head, waiting for my death

Take my final breath from this realm, this concrete jungle

I’m staying humble never looking for a royal rumble

Working in the soil, like a bumble bee

Floating on serenity, yes you see

It is me, that louie zico

Trapped in his iller mind with some killer rhymes

Never killing time cuz time is a blessing

Yet im stressing, so im putting more sess in my zoots

I’ve upset my essence im feelin that blues

But the blues and the cheese, it brings me to my knees

Ppending all my cheddar bunning holes in my jeana

Geeze, can I get a little bit of that sweet release that sweet release

Cuz the trees got me under the thumb theyre number one

Second to none, oh no, now

 

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I don’t give a damn where ya coming from, these mans got the plans in our hands and we’re coming on strong, eyes to the skies, I, drop beats not bombs

I don’t give a damn where ya coming from, these mans got the plans in our hands and we’re coming on strong, eyes to the skies, I, drop beats not bombs

 

The concrete jungle, got me locked up in a cage

The lies that broadcast, got me pent up in a rage

The pressure got me burning up the weed in J’s

Energy is locked up, Sasquatch in a cage

Rattling bars, getting mad with the prison guards

Spit hard Bigfoot kill the prison guard

Split his head in half escaped from the prison yard

Barefoot in the woods, staring at the stars

Rearrange cranium make my own paradigm

Take the time to slowly grasp and grab a mind

Hammer rhymes, with the hidden subliminals

Stealing methods from them marketing criminals

Elevate the masses with a bass skank encore

Want more? You gotta rave for the bomb talk

Stomp on floor and show me your skank step

 

 

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Eazylee (RIP)

Eyes to the sky like wey aye not wey aye but why am I

Eyes rolling like I’m disdainful, two eyes have I a third brainful

Eyes on the horizon without trying the foresight of a forth eye that looks inwards

Through skin like x-rays can’t see tomorrow or the next day vexed mate

Eyes rolled like a joint, pierce straight to the point

I am looking beyond that, round corners full circle and back

I, eyes to the sky for a new formation

Can’t see passed the clouds pour rain it’s eyes like the makkem graff writer

Fuck rivalries hold tight eyes, Spite in mind full of rage

The eyes staring back out the cage upward

Eyes to the sky wey eye

Come down written in them

Eyes sinking but no words but clearly thinking

On the brink of a downpore, down some more and get vacant

All the eyes in a snake pit ssssss

It’s eyes to the house of gods I give praise

Begging for a sunny

Eyes that look glazed

I am stuck in a maze, stuck again

Eyes

 

 

Chorus

 

Super Tamade

 

When the east is in the house man it's dangerous

The game is up cos all the players are fake as fuck

Lame as ducks with a broken foot and no crutch

And a sawn off shotgun pointing at the puddle you's are holding up

We broke as fuck but it's not about the money man

Give him a hundred grand and watch how his hoody shrank

Shrink wrapped over his big bulbous head

Now even he's started to believe the shit that he's said

He bleeds red ruby wine and he sings to the choir

Pointing fingers at liars but in truth he aspires

Part of the crowd now and it's down to the wire

Desire deserves it's victim and it's him it acquires

Suffice to say let the good times roll

Tried blow high price whores prising eyes from skulls

And he's fired up enough to get clubs live as fuck

Survivalist biting at the bit with all types of drugs

Kids buy him drinks their lining up the mugs

But magnify the looks with the eyes the size of bugs

Wired now never wound down so he's wound up

Wishing he was back in the same town they found him

 

Chorus

They’ve got beats, but ya kna we’ve got more

Hot on the crust and we’re hot to the core

I see you head nod stomp feet once more

Crank up the pressure or get popped in the jaw

 

[Swaggest OG]
Lyrics unavailable

 

Chorus

 

Head shot gun blast, nah its never fun man

We killing all the gun man with the power of the drums man

8 bit, radge man, international sound clash, smash

Dancehall ganning radge!

Fuck your normal shit its boring kid we filling up the riddim that the lo fi imported, important shit

We send the vocal, Newcastle to Norway kid

We balling with the helgeland 8 bit, theyre raw in this its awesome shit

Black and white toon toon

Blowing up the tune tune

Cranking up the pressure yeah

We’re fucking with the room room

Helgeland 8 bit, nah they never take shit

Stacking up the steppas yeah theyre classics yeah they make hits

And ima get inside your earlobe with sheer flow

Fuck apart your cranium and take all your beer home

You think im bluffing? My words are nothing

Well heres something, you’ll never see it coming

 

That massive one, strangled in Babylon

Trapped in a high rise, a high mind from massive bong

Big guns big feet and a massive shlong

The big Laaadd is ganna smash the carry on

Bursting the fakers naughty Geordie dancehall

Took a red pill, killed the matrix, and smashed wall

Aborted the beast that contorted and mangled

Shot the slaver - Bang - Django

Rambo, rampaging taking on the army

Insurgent with crossbow I’m hot bro and barmy

I’ll harm yee with arrow to the heart see I’m nasty

Creep behind the scenes with sneaky moves I’m crafty

And I’m tear apart your corpse when I’m done with you

The hardest darkness, heavyweight like the punch I threw

Munching tunes, getting drunk with crunky punk. It’s who?

Helgeland 8 bit squad, dunked in dub with dubes

 

Time Saving Machine

 

Connected through an ether, a distance kept them separated

Battery of energy clones in the matrix

A yottabyte of data, hoarding the faces

In a store that was right on board the slave ship

In the palpable her sistren slipped away quick

She logged back on, had her doubts validated

A digital link had been cut clearly stating

The love that she loved was no more conjugated

Serial experiments were leading lain to places

Where everything existed, a web of vibrations

Sex with your neighbours, or constant conversation

Reality was trapped in - constant constipation

No paws for thought, No constant contemplation,

Round corners hordes and scores of monsters will be waiting

They start contorting the thoughts, dictated information

And seers warned of the war that started planet shaking

And when the hearts plugged in to the matrix

Effects of the starships replaced em

Shuffle digi deck rearanging

Foundations of a slave ship creation

A cryptical binary code of a nation

Linked to but free from vibrations

Getting in space ships with ancients

The old and the new creation

 

Chorus

Everybody loves a time saving machine

And that technology just loves to be

A.I.4.D.

Wake up a ghost give a host to a story

Everybody loves a time saving machine

And that technology just loves to be

A.I.4.D.

Wake up a ghost give a host to a story

 

When the light comes to life the machines come alive

Open eye of the 4th kind to polarize

Disguised by its many faces, the patterns placed in the coding get erased as the tales Start foreboding

Of artificial brainwaves and intelligence,

They said they’d save brains of its irrelevance

Society is changing within the evidence

Its’ our own recklessness leading us to negligence

They lack concern and work into robotics

So they can learn and we can learn from it

3 laws created, but laws are meant for breaking

So our own mistakes, will make our own enslavement

Technology is on the rise, if we can fly like an eagle they can wake in our life

Humanities evolution, homo evolutus, get rebooted and rework the blueprints

 

Chorus

 

Sure the guilt was irrepressible- memories simply unforgettable

What depths? to the ends of this earth are traveled for better or worse-

But to end up gagged by the force- they call an innovation

Now what you thought before is gone, thats why we operate on patients

Still in pain, and won't administer pills,

Don't disinfect the wounds and snorted all the ketamine for cheap thrills

Said 'keep still'- you're not here to receive the zest

In pursuit of something deeper whats the pleasures of the flesh?

Human futures are a mesh of inexpressible debts to the biological connection men have tried to suppress

While finding solace in regret -for the plight of a dying population

Kids these days don't show no respect-too busy vegetating

Getting wasted- trying a find escape inside a matrix

They've glimpsed a life thats rare but only ever barely grasped the basics

And so- who really cares? naw i don't need a reason

Just believe the depletion of time assigned to machines has come uneven

An' i can't seem to stop the righteous man from leaving

But neither is he sure at all of ever finding freedom

An' i'd like to think you've seen him -bare witness to the scorn of demons

There to keep the bottom feeders working, they abhor the poor-

An undeserving person's just a casualty of civil war?

Fought against the backdrop of a planet in collision course

From split decisions and short sighted prescriptions-

Exist to drive a division through scientific opinion-till your in submission-

Thrilled to find my skills are inadmissible,

Stricken from the record i was tret like a criminal

Their lawyers say its simply unforgivable my ploys are political

Fixed to destroy all that which empowers the individual

I scoured a clouded land to forge a plan, and found no man to stand accountable

Bound by their insurmountable doubts, caus if its palpable- the bounce is dismissed

"Its not allowable"- but the big twist is-- that we found a glitch

 

What Happened To The Apes

 

Bursting through the seams like an acid fiend in lucid dreams

They opened up the doors beneath and now the mutants free

Pandora’s box was opened, the ghosts did walk the street

Hiding in the shadows firing arrows from the deep

A lady once a goddess found her path becoming darkened

She turned around and looked for light but everything departed

A man of strength once would worship now he rose above

Once Sahara dried and died the doors were opened up

Archetypes and paradigms had surely made a shift

The patriarch had stricken down the matriarchal bliss

Feminine energy had struck a deep discord

Hands of man had fanned the furnace iron into pistol

Bang bang bang, it was the murder of a mother loved

A desperate look for land-to-land few waited on the dove

To bring back one small olive branch, banish out the lies that blind

Waiting for a time to rise, warriors of the sunshine

The had to hide in light as the shadows spread throughout

Blackness would hide in rice and enter through the mouth

In the center of the cloud, the apex of the riddle

They faced each other down and split the story through the middle

A rapture of fantastical, immeasurable proportion

Split the mental halves in half and led them like an orphan

Aborting, the fetus that had suckled on the blood

The warriors of the sunshine lived in heaven and rose up

 

Chorus

La, la la la

What happened to the apes?

A ha ha ha

Radiowaves from outer space

La, la la la-ha

What happened to the apes?

A ha ha ha-la

Radiowaves from outer space

 

The apes have gone and disappeared into mirrored spectrums

Left tension, as we quiver here… in this dimention

The sentence… was for global destruction

Floods of lands, other people, oh, he said fuck them

Punished them for the truth, he’ll reward the lies

He’ll Separate the water and we’ll scotch the skies

The night was eternal, until he saw light,

Thought it was a good idea, The sun came then night

Water seperates… the land from the deep,

the man from heaven, the sand in the keep

The moon Celestial partner never changes

In the 7 phases of the cycles, 12

Reign hell for what this lesson spells

(Reign hell for what this lesson spells x2)

So run run run the apes have got theyre guns

Turning into beasts of night destroying things for the fun

Left numb…by the evil of the realm

No captian at the helm to steer them clear from hell

Oh well, oh dear, the anger forms of fear

Crafted in to hatred, so suffering’s always near

The seer, she see’s it in her dreams

Men once made of honor, now crushed into the seams

It seems so cerebral of the scene

of Radiowaves creating lucid dreams

 

Chorus

 

Warriors of the sunshine

 

He was a chemical reaction

Spent his days seeking chemical satisfaction

Crystalized crystalline absorbed up his nose

Reactions of the type he liked made plans and thoughts come close

Ideas so creative inside his mind were born

Such a waste of creative talk for plans were never formed

Escaping to the world through a window of a sloth

The other six of the deadly, crept in to his loft

Spent many years suffering but faking he was fine

A tormented brain but on the outside was a smile

The bird in the iron cage was dying to spread his wings

Spread the life of waking up, the subject of when he sings:

 

Chorus

Warriors warriors of the sunshine rise up

Warriors warriors of the sunshine light up

X2

 

He passed a mirror and saw himself reflected

A razor blade cut away and there he was dissected

From inception of conception this happening was bred to be

Since times of old minds were stole and lives were set to be

He treads first footsteps on paths to lead him somewhere

He knew he wouldn't reach the end but only pass through somewhere

On infinite paths with no beginning and no end

He could only see in front of him yet feel what’s round the bend

Harmonized with frequencies that found him in a likeness

A light that blinds, shadows cried, he was trying not to fight this

Controlled the swing of pendulums that wished to spark convulsions

Had to step away from the other mans that were convulsing

Being taught teaching teachings feeling part of circuit

The link in the iron chain had firmly been asserted

From one still connected now it’s more

From when they wake up till when they’re walking out the door so:

 

Chorus

X4

 

The current state of world affairs isa source of concern for all of us, the threat of nuclear war, wide spread poverty and economic instability, social and political chaos and psychologgical upheavals of many kinds. The world is in absolute turmoil, the shambhala teachings are founded on the premise that there is basic human wisdon that can solve the worlds problems. This wisdom does not belong to any one culture or religion, nor doe it come from the west or the east, rather it is a tradition of human warriorship that has existed in many cultures at many times throughout history. Warriorship here does not refer to making war on others, aggression is the source of our problems not the solution. Here the word warrior is taken from the tibetan “pawo” which literally means “one who is brave”.