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Prod. by Layer One, VENKO @venkomode
Arranged by Layer One, VENKO @venkomode
Composed by Layer One , VENKO, SEORA, GongGongGoo009
Vocal by 
SEORA @snow4444seora
GongGongGoo009 @gonggonggoo009
Mixed & Mastered by Doubdub @doub_dub
Art Direction by 
PROJE @move.prj 
Changha Park @biglight0222

[SEORA]
감각이 집중된 순간
눈 앞에 핀 섬광
set 하면 reflash
뭘 그리 움추리는 걸까
이건 nuevo 무너진 기준
그러니 reflash
set 하면

drop it low
drop it low
smash up my
umm
smash up my
umm

무심한 듯이 sigma
살짝 애타는 찰나
틈새를 노려 지금 파고들어
언제쯤 날 원하게 될까
신호를 줄래 to be safe
위험은 없지 우리에게

감각이 집중된 순간
눈 앞에 핀 섬광
set 하면 reflash
뭘 그리 움추리는 걸까
이건 nuevo 무너진 기준
그러니 reflash
set 하면

[GongGongGoo009]
Drop it low 나는 좆까 너네 노예 계약도 
대기업 일감을 물어다가 뱀의 대갈통
행세 할바에는 그냥 노려 저기 용의 밥통
They want you give more, expect you to dream less
아깝지 시도 아니기도 business
쿨한척은 척이 될때 뺑끼지 
Too old for mistakes 
and too young for a accident 
답도 없는 업계 얘기 뿐 니 백팩엔 
그건 이제 좆도 촌스러울 뿐 걍 돈독 올라 돈 땡길때 
이런 씨부랄 Better can be nowhere 

[SEORA]
행해줘 sado
나의 sodom
곧 단죄될 테니
zero or one
빨간 조명이 점멸하지
다가올 위험
서둘러야 해 get off
통제를 벗어난
이상징후 위험신호

악명 (Feat. SEORA, GongGongGoo009, VENKO)

Run Baby Run!🔪🩸 
Beat Prod. by NetuH✨
Mixed by Hipno-Hop Meuzyk🎧 
https://soundcloud.com/hipnohopmeuzyk
Thnx for the blood & support🩸❤️🩸

RUN BABY RUN

Written, performed, produced, mixed, and mastered by Cozmo Jethro.
Featuring Elle Roach on chorus vocals.

Banjo, synthesizer, saxophone, digital turntable, shaker, tambourine, Akai beat machine (for percussion) all played by Cozmo Jethro.

Cover art photo of Cozmo Jethro in his studio taken by Lydia Matamoros-Lapp on September 8, 2024.

Lyrics:

Cozmo with his true stories.

This one’s entirely produced by me.
Like back in the day the way it used to be.

In the 80s I had no equipment.
Just me and my boombox
with a tape deck.
Low tech recording onto cassette. 

I would fool around
and record rhymes.
Old school hip hop
like it was showtime.

In my house with my sister and friends.
Tons of fun. That homespun funk.

Haha, yea, take it Elle!

This is his musical journey.
Producing and emceeing.
Way back in the 80s.
Planted a hip hop seed.
Cozmo with his true stories.

Took a couple years of piano lessons.
As a kid, my expression progression.
Came in handy as I got older.
My own backing tracks on my synthesizer.

When I could no longer play hoops.
Left a void in my life.
Didn’t know what to do.

Wham!
Picked up the saxophone
and joined the highschool band.

That was junior year
and by senior year
I was the first chair.

Played my sax in the college band.
2 years later, dropped it after that.
But gained yea, that musical knowledge.
Mu mu mu musical knowledge.

90s wanted to write my own songs.
Thompson vocal eliminator, yea.
First purchased gear.

With a crude set up,
recorded onto cassette.
Then the Tascam 4 track.
Then the Tascam 24 track.

Created every track from scratch
And rapped over that that that.

This is his musical journey.
Producing and emceeing.
Way back in the 80s.
Planted a hip hop seed.
Cozmo with his true stories.

Made a demo and met a producer.
Jack Saturn took an interest in my music.
In his studio for free
recorded two tracks with studio musicians.

First time I ever saw a DAW.
Said I gotta get me that.
Went home and downloaded Reaper.
Then my homespun funk got swiggidy sweeter.

Started posting my tracks on Soundcloud.
Meeting collaborators all over the world.
Met my hip hop brothers Down Under.
met DJ Real https://soundcloud.com/the-dj-real
and et al. https://soundcloud.com/etalaf
With et al. a hip hop celebration.
He's my foundation of international collaboration.

I can scratch but when I need the best.
I go to DJ Real, better than the rest. 
He can flow, produce, scratch and jam.
Yea, we know DJ Real’s the man.

This is his musical journey.
Producing and emceeing.
Way back in the 80s.
Planted a hip hop seed.
Cozmo with his true stories.

Lately I've been utilizing beatmakers.
Muscians who make great soundscapes.
The one’s I love to collaborate.
They make better beats than I could ever make.

DJ Polo https://soundcloud.com/marco-peart. 
Armijo Productions https://soundcloud.com/drew-l-497930150
Villatic https://soundcloud.com/villatic
and the loopdiggers. https://soundcloud.com/loopdiggersrecords
DAKODA https://soundcloud.com/createdbydkoda
and BIGFoot Beats https://soundcloud.com/funzo-1
Those producers make my music complete.

A year ago I started playin the banjo.
That country sound, sounds dope yo.
Sit on the porch and go to town.
Strumming them strings and getting down.

So there goes my recording journey.
The things I've learned and the people I meet.
Havin' a blast as I rock the beat.
From the 1980s up to t t t t t t t today.

A Musical Journey (feat. Elle)

Written, performed, mixed, mastered by Cozmo Jethro.
Beat by BIGfoot Beats. https://soundcloud.com/funzo-1

Album art picture of the Dodomyte Posse taken in 1997. Up top: Jim. Middle row from left to right: Sonny, Micah, Jed (Cozmo Jethro), and Steve.
Below: Rachel. 

Lyrics:

The Year 1992.
Me and The Posse don’t know what to do.
Shiiittt, we’re all 16 years old.
Jump in the ride, yo yo let’s gooooo.

To downtown Portland, yo.
Let’s get busy on the dance floor.

Our first time at the dance club.
Underage at Planet Rock.
The line is around the block.
As we wait we can hear the block rock.

The gangstas ridin up and down the block.
Their bass boomin like an aftershock.

As we strut into the club.
I’m like dammmnnn, this shit I love.
I can feel the music take control.
Of my mind, body, and soul.
I’m wigglin and jigglin and feelin it.
We’re loosin our minds first time.
My Dodomyte Posse in the club all night.

Planet Rock is goin crazy.
Nobody standin around, no way.
The lights and the sound and the DJ.
Everyone dancing like a melee hey day.
The warm sweat on our bodies.
It’s hip hop foreplay.

So Jim and Rachel and Sonny
Hop up on the stage that’s money.
Wigglin it in the stage cages.
As the dance party rages.

As the night comes to an end. 
Hip hop stops we’re like God damn.

Me and Steve and Micah
Grab our friends off the stage on fire.

On the way home in the whip
We're all god damn, that was the shit!
We’re all hyped and we wanna do that again.
After that we did it every weekend.

First Time At A Dance Club (beat. BIGfoot Beats)

Picture taken by my daughter Lydia Matamoros-Lapp, of Jed Lapp (Cozmo Jethro) August 31, 2024 at my home, Skate Haven Farm, during the ceremony of my 10th wedding anniversary. 

Written and performed by Jed Lapp.
Chorus vocals by my daughter Lydia Matamoros-Lapp.
Produced by Auditory Ecstacy.
Mastered by Phable Omsri https://soundcloud.com/phable-omsri

Lyrics:
Mannnnn, this was the summer that was.
In the Pacific NW, we do what it does.
Summer 24 we spreadin the love.
Family Adventures as we rise above.

A crazy RV trip, wrote a song about this.
A 10 year anniversary of me and Crissy’s mar ridge.
A 30 year reunion of my highschool.
The Dodomyte Posse reliving the old school.

As we all get together cause the old school rules.
Writin this song as an old school jewel.

Now sit back, relax, take a trip with me.
About the summer that was to this old school beat.
Haha me and Lydia flippin the rhymes.
Let’s relive this summer one  more time.

Me and my dad cruisin down the street.
Groovin to the sound with the summer beat.
Windows rolled down, feel the summer breeze.
Life in the rhythm takin it with ease.

Me and my dad got that beat on repeat.
Ridin round the town with that summer heat.
Feel the vibe, feel the flow, bass so deep.
Life in the rhythm takin it with ease.

My highschool class had a 30 year reunion.
Half my Dodomtye Posse showed for the fun.
Me, Rachel and Jim, like an old rerun.
Seein old friends, what have they done?

Every 10 years me and Ethan Hoyt.
Relive an old prank he pulled.
Put porn pictures up in my locker,
As my highschool crush saw them, punk mother fucker.

Seein Quinn Irvine, still livin the player life
At 48 years old, dude was hittin on my wife.
But it’s all good, all the barbies at the party
Puttin on airs, tryin to act like smarties.

Some classmates said hi, didn’t know who they were.
Guess I’ve aged less than many of them, word!

Me and my dad cruisin down the street.
Groovin to the sound with the summer beat.
Windows rolled down, feel the summer breeze.
Life in the rhythm takin it with ease.

Me and my dad got that beat on repeat.
Ridin round the town with that summer heat.
Feel the vibe, feel the flow, bass so deep.
Life in the rhythm takin it with ease.

20 years my wife has been with me.
In August our 10 year wedding anniversary.
Had a bash at Skate Haven Farm.
That’s our home out in the country.

Once again, half the Dodomyte Posse,
Came out to support my wife and me.
Same best man Jim along with Sonny,
Same maid of honor, Jennifer, and Amy.

Reliving our wedding anniversary 10 years ago to the day.
With our family and friends on that hot summer day.
Had the same pastor and the DJ.
Mike Matousek, Nate Heath, Korey the MC.

Did a little dance to a song I created.
Crissy made a speech and we all related.

Me and my dad cruisin down the street.
Groovin to the sound with the summer beat.
Windows rolled down, feel the summer breeze.
Life in the rhythm takin it with ease.

Me and my dad got that beat on repeat.
Ridin round the town with that summer heat.
Feel the vibe, feel the flow, bass so deep.
Life in the rhythm takin it with ease.

So 2024 was the summer that was.
Meetin old friends, celebratin milestones.
Celebratin life as we all get older.
Live up every summer until it’s all over.

Me and my dad cruisin down the street.
Groovin to the sound with the summer beat.
Windows rolled down, feel the summer breeze.
Life in the rhythm takin it with ease.

Me and my dad got that beat on repeat.
Ridin round the town with that summer heat.
Feel the vibe, feel the flow, bass so deep.
Life in the rhythm takin it with ease.

The Summer That Was (feat. Lydia) (Prod. Auditory Ecstacy)

Intro Sample of Obama and Eminem at a Harris Rally.
Beat from Lose Yourself by Eminem.
Written and Performed by Jed Lapp.

Woke up this morning 
The day after the election.
Heard that sample of Obama and Eminem.
I never cry but this morning I did.
I weep for our country, the world and the kids.
My family, friend, and the immigrants.

I went to work today with a heavy heart.
Two coworkers with work visas
are gonna be deported.
They don’t know where they’re gonna go
or what they’re gonna do.
Are we gonna have to start 
Hiding immigrants in our basements
Like they did with the Jews?
History repeats and everyone loses.

I posted this intro sample to my facebook.
The ignorance in my comments had me shook.
An old friend of mine
I used to be close with
Responded with this ignorant shit.

He said quote,
“The country will be safer,
Your money will be yours.
And our jobs will be ours.”

Come on Jake, that ignorance
Makes me embarrassed 
To solute the stars and the bars. 

The mood today with my family and friends.
Is of disbelief and it’s only beginning.

I’m writing this song as my therapy.
That’s something my friend et al. has taught me.

As Trump said in so many of his rallies.
Those that don't supprot him 
are the enemy within. 

I hope tomorrow I wake up  and this is just a nightmare.
But if not we all need to prepare.
For the United States of Warfare.

Mourning After The Election (intro sample Eminem and Obama)

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Cannabis and Severe Mental Health Disorders

I spy the eye of camcorders 
Harlem ciphers coined—Cam(s) quarters
Scram headquarters: Chasing Tails
Spacing sales: Tales of the inventory
In Flint: Story, lead to Bedrock
Bread? Rock Bottom where we buried
Aware: He carried suitcases 
Could create Trivia Pursuit: Cases
Per suit: Cases of shells opening
Shells open brings the gas station 
Glass stationed inside—unbreakable
Break a bully down: No Split decision 
Indecision: Capturing purgatory
A story before the Apple was bitten
Spittin' facts: Snapple Caps
Shrapnel claps—echoes of past war
Passed warfare—no wars fair
Adores fare of the Longterm Mentality
Treaty working out spiritually

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Democrats turned out to be jackasses
Need to do more than shake black asses
See how they gave Don - key?

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Keep up…

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Might sell HireHarmony to Beijing
Boomerang Yang: The Bae's Ying
Bring life's stages—influencers follow actors
Attractors float like protractors
Fractures 

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Started from nowhere
Don't know where...
No wear and tear on the spirit
Spears lit…
'Till the World Ends'
Whirled lends rotation, keeping time
Timekeeping reversal
Back to the Future traversal
Rehearsal successfully passed—present
Past presented participle
Female frame: Art, kissable
Kiss a bullseye, then darts thrown

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Darts throne 

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Prod. Raouf Beats
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Camcorder (Prod. Raouf Beats)

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NightMode (FT. BlvckChris)

Written, performed, mixed, and mastered by Jed Lapp.
Beats by DredStudio

December 2024 in two psychiatric wards.
After the first, I came out worse than I was before.
Been in and out of these places since I was 16.
Bipolar Disorder, tryin to keep my life from becoming mean.

Inevitably, I have a breakthrough episode.
It’s time again to include this shit in my flows.
Disruptive to my family, my life, and my wife.  And we all know.
When the chemicals become imbalanced in my brain, I have to go

Get locked up in a psychiatric ward and hope for the best.
Hopefully my meds can get changed and be better for the rest.
And maybe for many years, I can stay stable.
And continue on the right path while I’m able.

Don't cry for me, I'm doin the best I can.
Always come out the other side, ready to jam again.
I'm a fighter, writer, flyer, survivor.
And I'll keep doin it until the end.

Cedar Hills Psychiatric Hospital, beginning of December.
My wife drove me there, Having a bipolar episode as ever.
First night there, we all watched a fist fight in the hall.
Short staffed with no security gurards, could barely stop anything at all.

The place was unsafe, girls crying in the hall.
They were scared, the screaming and banging on the walls.
No striings or belts allowed.
We could only have our phones each day for an hour.

One guy walked around with his pants down to the ground.
2 people tried to kill themselves by banging their heads on the wall. 

I spent my time trying to block it all out.
Walking the hall with hospital provided headphones.
That only connected to the local radio stations.

Don't cry for me, I'm doin the best I can.
Always come out the other side, ready to jam again.
I'm a fighter, writer, flyer, survivor.
And I'll keep doin it until the end.

Got out of that shithole.
2 days later I found myself in a different ward.
Downstairs like in a holding cell.
After a day and a night I made it upstairs.

I was able to have my phone and earbuds.
I walked the circle 737 times.
33 miles.

Met this guy who could not sleep at all.
And the Mexican gangster running up and down the hall.
In the middle of the night.
Yelling, "They're gonna kill us allllllll!!"

A week later Friday, they fixed my meds and I felt better.
Dr Rose said if I left that weekend they’d put me on a hold. 
3 days later they let me go and I was ready to roll.

Returned to my car and called my wife.
Now I’m stable and it’s back to my life.

Camcorder (Prod. Raouf Beats)

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