Good flow man, love the instrumental. I seem to think of the minions from Despicable Me dancing to this lol.

That oldschool vibe , clean asf , love it !

ay this shit dope asf I ain't gon lie sounds like dope 80s hiphop

"Beauty In Our Struggles" is a great reminder to all humans that JESUS gives us Purposeful Struggles so we Grow as people and in FAITH. Learn to appreciate the Hard Times. They make us Different than others and they Equipt us to grow and serve in different ways. In JESUS Name, We BOLDLY PRAY, Amen.

Godfidence

"Beauty In Our Struggles"

Beauty In Our Struggles

Kook Ellington original production on Albemarle Records, copyright. 2024.

Femme Fatale

Written, performed, mixed, and mastered: Jed Lapp
Beat: Armijo Productions https://soundcloud.com/drew-l-497930150
Additional voices: Lydia Matamoros-Lapp, Christina Matamoros-Lapp
The Real Broom Broom by et al. https://soundcloud.com/etalaf/the-real-broom-broom

Lyrics:

Dad, I’m sick can you come pick me up from school?

Alright Lydia, I’m about 25 minutes away. I’ll be right over.

It’s a snowy school day
Gotta pick up my daughter
Hop in my whip
And be the daddy chauffer.

Rollin down the back roads
Goin through the snow.
Bumpin my 12 inch subs.
Soundin like a dance club.

Listenin to my favorites as I navigate the snow.
DJ Real, et al. and Nasty, my boys.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh...

So at this point I’m completely freaked out.
There’s an animal in my car, don’t’ know what it’s about.
It’s bigger than a mouse, smaller than a rat.
What the hell is that?

So I pull into somebodys driveway.
Open all my doors and hope it runs away.
But it’s cold outside and warm in my car.
And this little animal wants to stay.

I’m runnin around my car trying to get him to come out.
I know he’s in there and I can see.
As he peeks at me from under the seat.
What do I do, I’ll call Crissy.

She says, “Keep the doors open and crank the system.”
I know the bass to get his ass in gear.
et al's Real Broom Broom should get him outta here.
I’m blastin it and he’s runnin in fear.

Like Sonic the Hedgehog
He’s speedin round my car.
As this old lady saunters down her driveway,
She's lookin at me and my car, bizarre.

She goes, “You need to leave my driveway.”
I’m like, there’s an animal in my car.
But she means business.
So I hop back in my car and don’t go far.

The animals freaked out and so am I,
But I grit my teeth, try to be a tough guy.
He jumps on the seat and then onto my leg.

Ahhhhhhhhhhh...

I pull over again, cant’ go any further.
Try to get the little punk to exit my car.
To no avail, he just aint leavin.
I press on as I’m drivin I feel him.

Finally me and the ferret make it to school.
Scared as hell feelin like a cruel fool.
I stop next to Nate the security guard.
Maybe he knows how to get the ferret outta my car.

He calls in for reinforcements.
Korey, facilities manager, and 1 other dude.
Comes out with treats and animal food.

But the ferret just aint buyin it.
He’s hidin in the dash, biding his time.
Mechanic come out takes apart my glove compartment.
But there he is, but we can’t get him.

We blew a whistle like an audio missle.
But the ferret stayed in there, uncivil.
Me and Korey drove up the street. 
To blast the ferret out to a boomin beat.

But the ferret wouldn’t budge.
As we drove home double dutch.
On arrival I left the doors open.
Later on that day, there was no sign of him.

Korey, Nate, me and the mechanic
All agreed it was a baby ferret.
Almost turned me into a half wit.
Maybe if I caught him he coulda been lydias pet.

The Ferret (beat. Armijo Productions)

Love

Listen to "Shadows on stereo" (Headphones, two speakers, etc)

Shadows


Written, performed and mixed by: @the-dj-real Perth Australia 2024
Music composer by: ZAWU_BEATS
Fantabulous Vocabulists Chorus performed by @etalaf

Confusion stems from down town, 
Ricochets off sound cloud
From Portland,  Perth and planet Earth 
embeds in ear drums snares pound 
Drop the top around town,
Decks EQ'd,  surround sound
One thousand reasons artesians hate weekends now

Damn Hypocrite's hypothesize 
Damn history's to blame
Damn Rappers spit they're ostracized 
Vocabulists they claim

[chorus]

Bring out the best for the ones that do follow 
for they are the ones that encourage  they holler.
Engage the ones, distain the words of rappers bring forth defense enrage us  
We are poet souls, 
Try tame us

[chorus]

Fantabulous Vocabulists (Feat et Al)

You on the phone hunched over in a sweater..it’s nice to see you on the pottery wheel again, I’ve missed the smell of wet clay, and David believes he has painted The Seine At Argenteuil from scratch- all while I was pondering the fact that sound has shape when suddenly I got pulled over by a firetruck

Save Your Lies For David

Written, Performed, Mixed, and Mastered by Jed Lapp.
Featuring Lydia Matamoros-Lapp.
Beat by Dredstudio, manipulated by Jed Lapp.
Scratching by Jed Lapp.

Lyrics:

Been 35 years at the HTC
Since moving to Portland with my family.
The Hemophilia Treatment Center
What it was called as long as I can remember.

Now to make it all inclusive
For all of us w rare bleeding disorders
At OHSU a huge supporter
Now called the hemostatis and thrombosis center.

I’m dealing with another bleed,
Gotta call my homies at the HTC
I get on the horn with Greg and Nancy,
They’re like, “come  on down”  lets see what we can see.

I arrive at the hospital, kinda paradoxical.
I can see old friends at OHSU hospital.
Yea, I’m in pain and I’m bleedin again.
But with Greg and Nancy a PT party.

Now with Greg and Nancy, andy and the trainees,
Ultrasound, xrays, and physical therapy.
They always  deliver exactly what we need.
They exceed to get us back on our feet.

Me and Lydia taken care of by the best.
When we have a bleed they always ace the test.
In the Northwest hard pressed to suggest
Anyone else that could equally impress.

Been 35 years at the HTC
Since moving to Portland with my family.
The Hemophilia Treatment Center
What it was called as long as I can remember.

Now to make it all inclusive
For all of us w rare bleeding disorders
At OHSU a huge supporter
Now called the hemostatis and thrombosis center.

A hemophilia bleed can be scary and vile.
like being ostracised or left out in the wild.
an internal bleed, stinks like a cigarette.
sweat, dead pet, a fart under a blanket.

but, like the fresh air of a blooming daisy,
it's like that at,
the h h h h h t t t t t t t c c.

Now back in the day, it used to be Dave,
The OG of the PTs, Hooray!
He got me through so many bleeds and on my way.
Goin to see him was like a holiday.

He did everything so I could play basketball.
Above all he tried to overhaul
My protective equipment so I could stay on the ball.
All in all the protocol, didn’t stop the fall.

He was always there to help in any way.
With physical therapy and brightening my day.
Just like Greg and Nancy in modern day.
I give em all props in my wordplay.

So as I wrap up this rhyme.
Wanna give a prime time chime.
To the HTC, they’ve been there big time.
Cuase of them me and Lydia are fine.
The HTC aging like a fine wine.

The HTC (feat. Lydia)

Merci à Yann pour les arrangements piano et le traitement sonore.


Rêve-t-on de Paix aux allures de silence
Les êtres imparfaits désirent cette chance
Tourner de par le monde relever les défis
Balayer d’une seconde les vaines prophéties

Relayer sur les ondes les messages de Paix
Orienter dans nos songes les mots les plus vrais

Rêve-t-on de Paix à offrir au monde
Dans les instants vrais à chaque seconde
Le pouvoir des mots des tyrans de trop
S’éteindront un jour , il le faut

Chorus
   
La Paix
Pour nos coeurs 
Pour nos âmes
Cette Paix
De vie et de flamme
Sur le chemin
De la Paix
 


La Paix avec Yann KIFER Piano

An Islander's Progress; being a song concerned with empire and imperialism, and their consequences, and reincarnation.

". . . false accounts of the role Britain played regarding colonisation not only misleads students but supplies them with a false sense of pride. This filter on reality may then be applied to view topics concerning race, discrimination and equality in their adulthood . . . (as a result) . . . racism is embedded in Britain’s history and society."
― Martin Greenwood: The Impact of the Past: How British Colonialism Affects the Modern World: May 4, 2021

Lyrics:
Over the seas and far away (and far away)
When I was young, I joined the ships leaving from the harbour
“Fair winds and following seas” went cries to each and every boat
We hastened down to Africa, then caught the Trade Winds west
With foul holds full of sad lost souls to toil in lands remote
But I drowned off the Florida coast in a raging hurricane
My body lost forever, but my soul it did remain

Proud Islander I was my friend, one of our doughty sailors
Whose cargo to America brought us wealth and God’s good favors
Proud Islander I was my friend
Though hard these days to comprehend
Proud Islander was I . . . Proud Islander was I

Over the seas and far away (and far away)
When I grew up, I yearned to be a brave strong soldier lad
So, I upped and joined the army, and sailed east to India
When the sepoys rose against us, we strapped them to our cannons
And blew them all to Hell and back in the name of Queen Victoria
But cholera came to claim me in a ravaging blue death
My body gone forever, but my soul it would not rest

Proud Islander I was my friend, proud of our mighty regiments
That did our people all inspire by seizing lands and continents
Proud Islander I was my friend
Though hard these days to comprehend
Proud Islander was I . . . Proud Islander was I

Over the seas and far away (and far away)
When good Queen Liz attained the throne, I joined the colony police
And fought the Mau-Mau brutally, with torture and fell murder
Yet in truth I’ll willingly admit to a conscience slightly stricken
When I forced a poor young Kenyan girl to couple with her father
Years later they avenged her fate, strung me up by a noose
My body left for animals, but my soul it still was loose

Proud Islander I was my friend, proud of our glorious history
That encompassed many centuries, albeit often bloodily
Proud Islander I was my friend
You may find it hard to comprehend,
Proud Islander was I … Proud Islander was I

My friend I’ve lived for centuries, seen the rise and fall of nations
I’ve seen bright mornings shining while a dark night duly lengthens
For all my sins it is my fate to be reborn again
I’ve not atoned! Proud Islander, I still am my friend!

Proud Islander I am my friend
Though I find it hard to comprehend,
I’m never going to die . . . I’m never going to die
I’m never going to die

Vocabulary:
Sepoys: The term sepoy referred to all native soldiers in the service of the British East India Company's army. For a number of reasons, many sepoys were involved in the Indian Rebellion of 1857 against British rule. It's fair to say both sides committed atrocities during the Rebellion. It was repressed by the British and quite a few sepoys were executed as described in the song.

Mau-Mau: militant African nationalist movement that originated in the 1950s among the Kikuyu people of Kenya. The Mau Mau advocated violent resistance to British domination in Kenya. The British suppressed their rebellion by means of war with the Mau-Mau fighters and the use of detention camps for large swathes of the population.

Music: Michael Sellers; Sergio Aguilar
Lyrics: Michael Sellers; Gerry Verdier
Vocals: Michael Sellers
Guitars & bass, keyboards, & musical arrangement: Sergio Aguilar
Drums: Sergio Aguilar
Sound engineering & production: Sergio Aguilar
Album Cover photo: Image originally from cottonbro studio on Pexels
Cover design: Michael Sellers; Loretta Sellers Fortuny

One Singer Left to Mourn

An Islander's Progress

Buy at Bandcamp

Top album art picture of (from left to right): Brookes/Wookie, Kevin/Too Tall, Jed/Cozmo Jethro, Justin/Gunther. 
Bottom album art pictures taken of FRUSA members before the Redmond HS Prom: 
Picture on the bottom left (from left to right) of Anne/Belle, Sarah/Bear, Kristin/Tenderheart.
Picture on the bottom right (from left to right) of Justin/Gunther, Brookes/Wookie, Jed/Cozmo Jethro.

FRUSA member not pictured: Matt/T-Rex.

Written, Performed, Mixed, and Mastered by Cozmo Jethro.

Lyrics:
Freestyle Rexing USA, That was a our jamskating club name back in the day.

Freestyle Rexing USA
From Seattle to Portland
All day every day.

Back in the 90s. Jamskatin.
We’d slay in every way.

Hit the rinks 
up and down the west coast.
Winning rexing contests
More than most.

Here’s to our glory days.
Give us the praise.
We were the shit,
Back in the day.

FRUSA, Freestyle Rexing USA
FRUSA, Freestyle Rexing USA
FRUSA, Freestyle Rexing USA
Free Fr Free Fr Free Free Freee Freestyle Rexing USA. 

A bunch a tall guys 
over 6 foot 2.
Hot girls of FRUSA
We were the crew.

Jamskatin, breakskatin,
Rexin, and hexin.
Whatever you wanna call it.
It’s dancing while skatin. 

My 89 civic
And Wookie’s dope ride
Caravan to the rink,
Before it was world wide.
It was underground, electrified.

We all paired up
2 by 2,
The couples of FRUSA
Doin the do.

Wookie n Belle,
The darkskinned cuties.
When they’d rex together,
A thing of beauty.

Buxom blondes
Tenderheart and Bear,
Paired up with me and Gunther
Aww yeaaaa.

Add T-Rex and Too Tall.
To round us out.
No doubt when we traveled,
We had the clout.

FRUSA, Freestyle Rexing USA
FRUSA, Freestyle Rexing USA
FRUSA, Freestyle Rexing USA
Free Fr Free Fr Free Free Freee Freestyle Rexing USA.

Remember the day, we all traveled to Portland.
All stayed in one hotel room, dope man.
Bear snuggled up to Gunther that night.
25 years later, still married, that’s tight.

Defunct rinks that we skated at.
TLC and skate king were phat.
Loud with funk and hip hop.
Tacoma, Seattle, rex till we drop.

At the Redmond high school prom.
FRUSA rocked it and dropped a bomb.
We all danced the night away.
Wished it could always be that way.

Again we all piled into one hotel room.
The afterparty, biggidy boom.
Badabing, everything
Was on the upswing.

Rexing was our bond.
These were my friends,
Seemed like it could never end.
Rexing it did transcend.

Freestyle Rexing USA
A bunch of friends from back in the day.
We skated hard,  it was our way.
Now we're older and on our way.

Free fa free fa free free free free rex rex rex rex USA.

Freestyle Rexing USA

Storytelling. That's what it's all about.  My tracks are all true stories of things I have experienced and the people I have come in contact with that have shaped my journey. Some produced by me, some by my friends, some downloaded beats. Most of the features are close friends and family, most of who recorded in person at my studio. Thanks for visiting my channel.

Freestyle Rexing USA

Jed Lapp (Cozmo Jethro)

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