Some of the latest and greatest. Cheers for listening. Let me know if you're feeling it! 

Solo Goods

Collaborations

A sonic sojourn to reinvigorate your synapses. Tune in and let the soundscape weave through and inspire your senses. 

Lyrics:
Verse 1:
My flow is a stream of photon filaments in filigree
embellished with flourishes of infinite heartistry.
suspended – hovering in air waves 
drifting hypnotically, like a hookah’s haze
luminescent curlicues enter ears of youth 
meandering through the booth to bring you truth
aloof synaptic cords diligently cut 
forging pathways of pulsating light that struts…

Chorus:
Dream weaving rivulets through your intellect, 
Dream weaving, dream weaving. 

Verse 2:
 Please listen, focus your attention, 
welcome a state of contemplative meditation.. 
This aural invocation is born to elevate all of creation – 
so… may all beings be… … happy. 
so… may all beings be... … emancipated 
from mental slavery, 
it’s essential cuz we hold the key
that engages the highest frequency, 
the path we pave is never what it seems to be.
Shifting like sands of time in shaking fingertips, 
Eyes cooking, we’re looking at the sun’s eclipse. 
No trophies in locking (lips and) hips 
Done (and dusted) with that trivial shhhhh,
calm down, I remind myself
Because we know stress is bad for the health 
No stealth methods can  hide from the man in the mirror 
I cleanse with integrity to see clearer. 
Anahata opening, glowing, and showing devotion 
a drop in ocean, a thread that is woven, 
flowing and growing, hoping emotion is constantly spoken

[Chorus]

Verse 3:
Just an artful guy, sipping masala chai, 
Doing my part while we pass the time, 
Used to tow the line; subservient kind. 
Now I serve with wit: fools left behind. 
Jewels on the crown, lotus unfolding 
enveloping all in a torus of light, 
the chorus of life, shimmers like cascading diamonds 
beyond physical horizons!
Bridging islands, breathing, closed eyelids 
deep in a sanctuary of silence, 
spiritual guides whisper truth in spirals and loops 
branching out like bronchial tubes
I’m a vessel… for hope and joy 
dreaming of inspiring your magnum opus   
keep focus, notice the signs 
climb beyond the mountains in your mind.

[Chorus]

Dream Weaving feat. Jess Allen (Prod. Erik Oliviera)

Creative energy. 

Agenda on the first verse, DS on the second, both on the third. 

Creativity - Design and Agenda (Prod. Baroco)

2009 Sep. First track I'd completed.. verbal onslaught style. 

  Instrumental: DJ Premier - Return of the Crooklyn Dodgers

Design - Time Runs Out (DJ Premier - Return of the Crooklyn Dodgers)

Lyrics:
You’re not blind, it ain’t hard to see 
Human kind is growing exponentially 
No signs of slowing down to contemplate 
means overpopulation is a certainty. 

Where are the assertive and free 
Individuals we all aspire to be?
It’s V for Vendetta, we best remember
World Trade Centre 7 and False Flag embers. 

Is it double plus good?
Monsanto n’ FDA infect our food 
There’s deforestation, high salination, 
Commercial filth rife on radio stations. 

No Vitamin D or Omega 3 
Means more kids diagnosed with ADD 
Inhaling fast food, watching nightly news,
This is one outcome, but we get to choose. 

~~~~~~

I’ll salute ya, snipping off the hair of Medusa, 
and stitching the sutures: we are the future!
Seeing far on the shoulders on giants, 
Defiant alliance: they can’t deny us!
Unplugged from TV, talking with family, 
Looking within for answers not echoing history. 
Misery ends by dancing in the mystery 
A soul of mischief from now till infinity

Those who complain, can choose to reframe, 
instead of dwelling on the bad, make change
Meet your neighbours, read food labels,
plant gardens, c’mon y’all we’re able...

To let this conscious contraband expand 
till the supersonic shift hits the fan, 
and the next man clambers to take a stand 
arms open wide like the Vitruvian man. 

~~~~~~~~~

This is transformation, chrysalis awakened 
dedication towards the life we are making.
This is transformation, chrysalis awakened 
dedication towards the life we are making.

Design - In The Future (prod. Shamalex)

Lyrics:
What’s up my Glip Glops?  [Rick & Morty fans in the houuuuse!?]
I’m taking over your thrift shop
with top notch linguistic hop scotch 
cotch back and enjoy the ride
boys and gals unite keep holding it tight

Standing tall, high above the crowd now
Getting much love, but I’ve never looked down, 
Trust the sounds we make are pure 
Rest assured, you are who you’ve been waiting for. 
embrace change, pride for how we sweat 
Take aim, stride through the upset/s 
claim the stage, life with no regret/s.
Seize the reins, and ride to the sunset

Giddy up, green light to go
Strap yourself in it’s about to blow 
These wings are growing out my spine, 
It’s time I’m taking off, because... 

[Chorus] 
I'm feeling free, Rpt
 hope you're feeling free! 

There's no turning back like the Mars One Mission
life long, making strong decisions
Visions scoped (clear) from the outset 
Don’t doubt your dreams, just step true and correct.
All we’ve got to do is put, one foot, 
ahead of the other, together with brothers, 
forever we discover new pathways to unity, 
for you and me, eternally happy and free… 

A Utopian dream, or 
idealistic as some might describe it, 
But without a goal, we’ll never get by, -- Many quit  
But I commit my soul to it, 
With sweat and grit till perspective shifts 
To uplift with words, deeds, and gifts of mental energy
Clarity’s the eventual state 
When we go all in, co-creating fate.

[Chorus] 

There's no other way, Rpt
to be, but free. 
Come with me, welcome to the show, peace. 
 




Design - Welcome

First original production and also collaboration with the talented lady of jazz, JoFoo! 
Lyrics follow....

Jofoo
Life is a Seed x3 

CHORUS:
Life is a seed and I came to grow, 
naming the foes I forget my woes. 
Lows with no highs: the most boring show, 
hold on tight and let it all go 

Design
In my heart’s garden there is a teacher, 
a sonic seed, humble creature, 
speaking soft words of wisdom
guiding me slowly as I listen, It tells me
thoughts and deeds are seeds, 
and truth is the flower it seeks to breathe.
my space of love wants talls trees
towering above I progress indeed! (progress!) 
Indeed I will, 
for we each have our garden to till,
Do we plant seeds of an expertise, 
or, do we water weeds of the next disease?
I know what I need. 
land, food and the finest squeeze! 
This universe’ll grow what we sow!  
dropping my woes, I let my smile grow

JoFoo and Design
I try to swim / against the current
I try to run / step by step
I try to jump / retrying heights
I try to fly / sky’s the limit
And I struggle…. Until I find air / breathe in, breathe in! 

CHORUS

Design 
Deep underground, seeds hear the call,
To rise like Ron Paul against em all, 
Past solid soil, we breakthrough
Tasting the sky, raising the view. 
Cuz there’s a clearing in gaia’s ceiling
With room for each bloom that’s pioneering.
Check your steering, forget the veering
To the shine we climb, persevering!

I see my garden all round, 
high in the canopy – I feel the crown, 
Can it be? the fragrance of pollen, 
sweetness of sound steps solving problems 
I’m still in progress like all of life, 
I’ll still remain honest, despite all the strife, 
Watering my seeds with diligent deeds, 
Until they rise up as the tallest of trees. 


JoFoo
How can I see, when my heeaaart is cold, [Be Strong] 
Gotta be strong, moving on, to break the mold [Breakthrough] 
How can I walk, when my legs are weak, [Be Strong] 
Gotta be strong, moving on, to the sound of my soul

CHORUS

JoFoo and Design
Power to the people, reunite the peaceful x4
Reunite the peaceful x2


Life is a Seed [Prod. by Design and JoFoo]

Lyrics:

AGENDA
Now me and D ya see are partners of crime AND partners of rhyme
Its hard to define just what we wanna change but start with your mind
Embark and we find and start to free lines, remarkably timed
Enchanted by the mark of these times Its dark but we try

to see the light at the end of the tunnel
A deep spiritual optimism guiding this funnel
Of energy thats subtle, but there to be sought
To gain knowledge and access to purely free thought

And she taught us lessons, that’ll never be found
Like a cavernous crypt collapsed deep underground
And so another sound we formulated just to be heard
A verbal third eye awakening through powerful words 

Disturbed by a lack of the verb, attacking the herd
Coz loving one another unconditionally is never absurd
Levitating like birds, spreading your wings
Lets build a future for each other, this is where it begins

DESIGN
You know a poem in essence, is powerful presence
captured evidence in the form of sentence, 
Here combined, Agenda and I 
Defenders of rhyme, for all man-kind. 

producing our best, the only quest, 
Cruising, till the grooves progressed,
refusing rest, choosing our steps, 
removing ooze till smoothness is left, 
clef of treble- combined with bass, 
rebels in the middle- redefining grace, 
Pace kept, not retracing steps,
pre-sets replaced to embrace intent as..
Connected connoisseurs of divine word play. 
Adept aces interlacing rhyme displays,
Earning praise… phrase by phrase.
Are we labyrinths? (Nah), but we a-maze!

AGENDA: Kicking back and soaking in the rays of sun
Blazing another one as we raise the gun
Of major fun, we play till the game is won
Facing many challenges, we overcome

DESIGN: we’re unified now like Pangean tribes, 
Atlantean vibes flow: it’s the turn of the tides, 
Mayan Calendar prescribes – calisthenics of rhyme, 
on point and on time like the perfect crime. 

AGENDA: I’m into helping my fellow man, crafting a mellow jam
Artfully spinning these tracks like propellers, damn
Beaches of yellow sand, time is what we sacrifice
Rhyming for the love of it, taking you to paradise 

DESIGN: 
So nice and fresh, when our hearts express,
this waterfall sound, of flow finesse,
Come gather round - it’s crystal clear,  
Pure integrity pounding from there to here. 























trickling over the stones of ancient kings, 
tickling honeys with the musical rings. 

Taking part in the mission of flow finesse,
like waterfalls, I bring freshness to y’all 
fitness of form, in love-storm called rapping
that’s born with passion, 
For this life-long 
 
swinging grooves like vines through…. No tests can best the blessed finesse

these lips evoke sentiments of excellence, 
proud on the pinnacle spitting evidence  
of truth, essential to the mission, 
Integrity’s definition is what we’re living. 

change is coming, take the reins of loving,
Sediments remain like of revenants of the brain 

engaging the chains til
with light energy ignite the melody, 
rhyme essentially the point which lacks brevity, 
attack with clarity, holding back is insanity, 
 
Reaching/Press/At critical mass, monopolies collapse, 
ethereal raps replace materials traps
I know we all deal with that, / we all lapse at times 
Keeping truth alive n real with facts,/ truth kept alive and real with facts / 9-5 on the grind, keep real with facts. 

You know how we do it sugar you know how we do. 
You know how we do it brother you know how we do. 
We’re doing it for us, doing it for you, 
for the whole (wide) world to get down to. 

Our essence in sentence: entrance with presence, 
no repentance, evidence reveals preference:
for (bouncing) brothers babbling over beats
no semblance of vengeance, channelling the/at beast,
Introducing our quest, producing the best, 
Cruising n moving till the grooves progressed,
refusing rest, choosing (our) steps, 
removing ooze (un)till smoothness is left, 
clef of treble- combined with bass, 
rebels in the middle- redefining grace, 
Pace kept, not retracing steps, 
pre-sets replaced to embrace intent as..
(the) Connected connoisseurs of divine word play. 
Adept aces interlacing rhyme displays,
Earning praise…(praise) phrase by phrase.
Are we labyrinths? (Nah), but we a-maze!

Spit-off-the-dome consciously, at escape velocity, 
100th monkey syndrome is not mythology, 
So deep in it, truth remains intact. 
Like a croupier bringing in mad stacks

Power to the peaceful, 
Giving/Singing/Praying for/to the sequel, 
Erasing the evil, 
We unite the people. 

Seeds need all the light and water they can get, 
it ain’t a greedy deed, it doesn’t feed on regret, 
Let the artist breathe new life to the respect, 
representing microphone agility on every set. 


Multisyllabic trusty / ugly/ mucky / mould you like putty / tummy, yuppie, yummy, yucky sucky, puppy, mushy, mummy, hubbly bubbly, junkie (known to get under your skin like) / lucky / jumpy / lovely / honey / gusty / tragic bubbly and grammatic, bluntly bold like a caveman taking a stroll, fuzzy, shatter enemies like palestinian debris, supported by the US a notable tragedy 
Atlantic, dramatic, fanatic, galactic, monastic, mechanic, scholastic, socratic, 
Listen to the mad grammaticism, 
Dental, orthodontic 
Move your pants like doing the humpty dance, / new age humpty dance time to move your pants 
Advance now’s the time, power through rhyme, 
Chances taken, breaking opportunities we are making, (no faking, The soul undertaking,)
the gooooals are always in sight, 
And the sooooullls are always so bright, 
That’s why I write like Letterman up late at night, 
Not losing blood, but getting the green tick, 
Passing up surface love, for (the) deep/er shit. 


*translate: we are partners, what is our goal? We do it with style, optimists, energetic realms, free thought, benefits of such thought, mass awakening. 

anomaly / atrocity / philosophy/
100th monkey syndrome is not mythology, 
reaching/approaching critical mass, as monopolies (will) collapse, 
ethereal raps replacing the materials traps // trading material traps, for ethereal raps, //, rat race… run by the dumb, trying to lap eachother, but what good comes from it. 
You are gas, these raps strike the match… gladly
Catch me if you can like Carl Handratty, 
Replacing pre-sets to embrace our intent / with intent to invent. /chase to augment/ embracing what we invent/ Cerebral nomads movin on til we’re spent,
Connected connoisseurs of divine word play. 

If you feel it, let one arm reveal the praise. 

Extreme heat that displaces the haze, 


Connect with some ill shit before I jet.  

like wildfire, our light spirals out of control, 
still unattached. 
An artist and an (uncommon) MC like Escher. 
I can see Aliens like H.R. Giger. 
Through respiration, I awaken like Buddha. 
spitting out sutras/suttas. Praying at stupas, 
witnessing sky training this mind, (to fly)
clouds subside, as Design’s sound provides - 
a (heavenly) pedigree presenting equality (so) pleasantly  [[shift equality to next line??]]
as key to restoring our/(life’s) specialty!
See - I was led to you, you (led) to me, 
two (smooth) steps in D-S-tiny.
Blaze, 
Wrap it up like sushi
Uprooting red octagons, pulling out all the stops. 
’re unified by the raps,  
honestly, behind rhyming topography 
merging words like an apostrophe. An anomaly of rap fascinated by astronomy, 
My rhymes are more polished than majestic mahogany, 
Your relationship with your hand is one of monogamy. 
Raising vibration, equation is joy + life = love,
Understand that and we can rise above,  
Through methodical glee we surpass critical mass.
Accentuating the positive, like a Swiss flag. 
Dynamic/ally organic rhymes, 
Naturally blowing minds, 
Transcending space and time, 
Still following the signs, 
don’t know? Get in line, 
I’m swingin like tarzan on junglist vines, 
Welcome to the sounds of Design. 

When my life force has left, I won’t fear pain, 
I’ll disappear like a tear in the rain…


Releasing thorns in my side, false pride, 
devotion to guides (residing) inside and out, 
come along for the ride, I’ma here to turn the party out.
Setting (your) own goals, there’s no race, (change)
Keep pace with (the) passion, We’re/I’m rapping in space.  
We hurdle over enemies preparing/ingesting herbal remedies, / We’re presenting verbal remedies. 
Opening minds like growing up in the 70s, 
Entities of light, shining (joy) tremendously, // we shine our joy so tremendously 
till telepathy s/peaks (heralds) our complexity, // Energies invites peace and prosperity.
It’s our time… Make or break, 
Bench press bovines, raise the steaks. 
reappraising fate, forsaking hate,  /// Realise/awake/n Create your
creating love… to/we emancipate // relate (and)/ emancipate through (and praise /this) soundscape / emancipate through (this) love we create. 
Following free will fusing with the blessed, 
Borrowing bright bars till hearts are expressed. 
(and) If you’re feeling like a King or a Queen, 
(Then) I’ve been dealt the hand of my dreams. 

We let tunes hit (and) flip/ping words like Judo, 
You know, it’s two seeing one like Uno. // you know, two is really one like Uno. 
True flow, (till) like Plutooo, 
We disappear/fade/vanish from this historical show, 


The time is right, to vibe with/in the light, 
Design on the mic, never fly from the fight, 

We keep it finer than a diamond tip. 
Sleeping on the design, man you’re losing it. 

I wanna see you bouncing off the walls like a squash ball, 
Taller than the poppies you can’t cut,
We must bust.  
Obscene that I got this far, / check the river, it’s-the hand of my dreams. 
expressed / digest, 
inducing this smooth thing, improving the smooth inducing  thing to put the sting to rest / soothing
refuse/refusing? Nah, then you lose the test, 
Leaving your cortex twisted like a vortex. 
Perusing 
Where passion and peace and intersect. 
essence, that we blend into a sentence, 
Agenda and DS Design 
improving / impressed / inducing / approving / oozing / soothing / smooth thing
Defusing the rest, choosing what’s next,

Choosing our steps, producing the rep/next, 
Amusing/seducing the best, yet confusing the rest, 
Leaving perceptions wrecked, putting wackness to the test. 
We are the (binary) stars (that) refuse/s/ing to set, 
When our mic connects, the righteous flex 
 reproducing with the words making love to the set, seducing, accusing, refusing, excusing, defusing, perusing, / musing / amusing / recusing / fusing / cruising / improving / removing / blooming / 
Twisted like a vortex, inside your cortex, resisting watered down flows like I’m goretex, vexed, flexed, reflects, rejects, respects, subjects, perplexed, ejects, effects, dissects, expects, caltex, intersects, hands on like a text/TXT. // steps / reps, Schweppes. 
Blessed, blest, chest, vest, crest, pressed, quest, zest, attest, compressed, digest, expressed, impressed, from the south west, professed, progressed, acquiesced. 
More fresh than your pressed Sunday best. 
You wanna take the test?


crystal rhymes keep it clear. 
, Agenda and DS wackness disappear like pluto, cracking this case   

We explore outer space and the depths within, 
The limitless  
we’re hijacking your mind,  duo, the lenient flow,   
Like Richard Alpert and Timothy Leary back in the day…
Until the love movement grows larger a sumo, // feeding the love movement till it becomes a sumo. 
You see, me and Agenda don’t follow trend-setters,
DS doesn’t stand, for hollow lyrics chasing cheddar, 
They’re hollow, we’re n 
Never Hollow rhyme spitters taste  


We hurdle over enemies preparing/ingesting herbal remedies, / presenting verbal remedies. 
Opening minds like growing up in the 70s, 
Entities of light, shining (joy) tremendously, // we shine our joy so tremendously 
till telepathy s/peaks (heralds) our complexity, // Energies invites peace and prosperity.
It’s our time… Make or break, 
Bench press bovines, raise the steaks. 
reappraising fate, forsaking hate,  /// Realise/awake/n Create your
creating love… to emancipate // relate (and)/ emancipate through (and praise /this) soundscape
Dusting// Shake/ing off (the) cobwebs, time to groove, 
 Aloe Vera rhymes, designed to soothe. // Like Aloe V, we’re designed to soothe,
And uplift, we’re (the) helium dudes. 
Surf the skies with us, bring your (whole) crew. //
This journey isn’t for a couple or (a) few, 
It’s true, this lifes for us and (for) all of you,
It’s time we do what we came to do,
rock this world while the sky’s still blue…
 
No need to discriminate, 
from the same plate we were served, 

Tighter than dreads, we’re on you like threads,
If you feel it (feel it), then nod your head. 
My godly friends, we came to send, 

 tighten
Listen in, world citizens  delivering,
A discipline of raps for heads, no turban could match, 

Chorus
Tomes are (being) filled, knowledge (being/is) written, 
Experience/s generates the deepest wisdom. / experience is the deepest wisdom. 
Truth, not (just) the opposite of fiction,
It’s deep inside, just listen…

We’re (a breath of) fresh air, Verbal resuscitation, // vocal 
Progressing/(to the) artform, we bring imagination, / lung inflation fast-paced/pacing imagination
The cure (the cure!) for lame/wack radio stations
Agenda and DS (up on the)/(flow in your) rotation. 

Chorus
Tomes are (being) filled, knowledge (being/is) written, 
Experience/s generates the deepest wisdom. / experience is the deepest wisdom. 
Truth, not (just) the opposite of fiction,
It’s deep inside, just listen…


A new movement, 
release the hate, I know you relate, 

Sirens of the conscious sea, subconsciously, //
freeing (all) those (beasts/fish) who swim with we). 
With a versatile offering pleasing the brain, 

We make baskin and robbins look plain. 

Obviously, in dark days, we shine bright, 
Ignite ya, and pipe/blast oxygen to your (souls) fire. 

Meant to be, free from the creed of corporate greed, 
The corporate creed, keeping us on our knees. 

Timing is what 
Manifesting peace and prosperity, 
Here to release musical love longevity, 

Blowing minds like an aneurism. 

We got flow to display like perfect feng shui, 
Glide in harmony till the end of days. 
Our feet are the drumbeats of mother earth, 
Walking in rhythm (vibing) with/loving the universe. 

Free from chains of fame untamed and new to the game, 

Vi-bing off cre-ative energy, 
Yin and Yang, still slam with slang clarity,
Like bench pressing bovines, we raise the steaks. 
With a versatile offering pleasing the brain, 

We make baskin and robbins look plain. 
From the eternal 8, we create (a soundscape)
Absent of hate, elating the crowd… we make. 
Flows to expose those who pose and chose
to grow in ways we deem slow. Hell no!
Agenda, shatter the trend setter offender, 
Blend-a couple of words together just like you meant ta. 

obscenity, 

Rub your eyes, fresh prizes rising from the West,
like a twin helix, we support and build, 
with a code so safe it could never be cracked, 
Spurred on, concurring with the power of song, 


Power to the peaceful, 
Giving/Singing/Praying for/to the sequel, 
Erasing the evil, 
We unite the people. 
More boss than bowser, 
trouser arouser. 

He went through more grass than cattle.

I’ll leave your eyes looking like the sky (cycle), black and blue.  

Check the Celestine prophecy, 
I spit rhyme oddities, 
Honestly, I deliver flow quality, 
Gotta be, DS on the mic. 

i breed without greed to feed a new earth's creed, lust for the mic, that's why bust and drop conceptual seeds
you're the special prize born from a unicorn's horn, charging towards beauty like a-rider-in-the-storm, never forlorn: the rainbow's firstborn, torn between a life of fantasy, sworn to dance and forever be free, like the light from the mane of your mythical steed.

Gordian Knot •  oun:   an intricate knot tied by Gordius, the king of Phrygia, and cut by the sword of Alexander the Great after he heard that whoever undid it would become ruler of Asia 
•  noun:   any very difficult problem; insoluble in its own terms

Photovoltaic skill. 
Natural light like bioluminesce
Breaking out of your clutches at escape velocity. 

Helping other stars to shine doesn’t diminish mine, 

I’d buy green in such bulk, the incredible hulk would sulk. 
Breakin 50s down to 25s, 

My egos plays more roles than Peter Sellers. 
Hotter than a vindaloo, 
Catching on like the flu, 
Tempting you like the Devil’s supposed to. 

I’ve got more time on my hands than a watch-maker. 


Free Lines - Design and Agenda [Prod. Aspect and Design] Remastered

Collaboration across nations. Turn on and tune in..

Universal Circles - Design, Ted Dunn, Ras Bee [Prod. Ted Dunn]

Deepest thanks to my beautiful muse for the inspiration. Respect and love to Seba Jun for creating such an excellent beat... RIP.

Chorus
We could be counting stars
You and I, shining brightly
We could be counting stars
… come with me

Verse1
With you I’m like a fountain,
over-flowing, energy mountain,
diligently climbing up,
over obstacles, never giving up.
as you. dance. into my world
girl you are so beautiful

Chorus

Verse2
For you I’d learn to sing,
so I can bring just a little something
new, for both of us,
a universe to explore, in this verse I trust,
this ain’t a lust thing, I’m really loving
your heart, spirit, and art,
I’ll give it all I got, pushing the envelope
until I hit that spot, (that spot)
So you know I’m not messing around,
There hasn’t been a day you’re not found in my crown,
running through my reality,
inspiring every faculty,
Now, I’m not obsessed, I’m not a fool
I’m feeling blessed, it’s kinda cool,
That I can sit here and chill with you,
shining our light, cuz that’s how we do. 

Chorus

Bridge
I know there’s a lifetime waiting,
I know this is a path we’re we’re walking
I feel a chance is best taken with you…
… dance with me

Chorus x2



Counting Stars [beat by Nujabes]

Lyrics:
I’m hands on like a drumming circle, leaping hurdles 
while you’re home smoking ‘herbal, I’m rapping phat tight like a girdle, 
cunning verbal, making you rise like thermals, 
I journal to keep my soul fertile. (uh huh)
eternalist in this oasis of bliss, perspective shift 
co-creative fo-kisssss (kiss!) 
of life, it’s a gift 
presence ultimate, we rock-rockin’ it! 
in the zone, nimbus glowing 
chosen, outspoken, flow with devotion 
a whirling dervish, that’s going up
like water in Escher’s drawings, rising when falling, 
blessed like dalai lama’s steps 
or thich naht hanh’s breath. Nujabes
in peace may you rest, like doves at nest, 
as loving hearts unite and express

CHORUS:
I’m reaching out, 
Touching the world with soulful Souuund. 
You feel me now, 
Caress the essence of vibration POWWW 
I’m reaching out. 
Touching the world with soulful Souuund. 
You feel me now, 
Caress the essence 

I’m feeling R-MacK like clothes on my back, 
revealing real flow with aikido impact 
directing energy, reflecting mentally
connecting destiny, perfecting how to be…
Blowing minds like an aneurism,
until we’re living _now_ in the purest vision 
wow! let your eyes go wide and glisten
awestruck by the wonderful world we’ve been given 
Like change for a dollar, I make sense/cents
arranging words to honour divine events
a scholar proffering this brand of wisdom
to uplift the track like a monorail system. 
I prevail like the Roaring 40s, 
exploring new worlds with heart outpouring
top scoring, hip hop style you’re adoring
*ring ring* Hold up, this is my calling! 

CHORUS Twice, second time with variation.
We’re reaaaaching out. 
Touching the world with soulful Souuund. 
I feel you now, 
Caress the essence of vibration

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Overwhelming props to R-MacK for the stellar beatmaking! Honestly brother, I've listened to the instrumental over a hundred times and am still digging it like a mole at a shovel emporium. 

If you're feeling this, let me know!

Reaching Out [Beat by R-MacK]

Tribute to the games which took up so much of my youth. \m/ 
Lyrics:
Forged by Acclaim and Midway Games
in 1992, Mortal Kombat reigned,
supreme with obscene fatalities on screen,
controller in hand, I was Player 1 and keen.
Battlestance so sick, none stood a chance,
challengers pants fill with bricks when I advance,
Loving the fight, yeah true romance,
Test my might – skills only enhance. 

Now you can mourn when killed in the tournament,
Be warned there will be much scorn n’ torment,
Resurrected just in time for the fatality
Your worst nightmare becomes reality.
Style you can’t resist, Cease and desist,
I insist your face was made to catch this fist.
Wanna persist? – do it at your own risk,
I exist till a doom kiss turns you to mist.

Explosiveness, I’m prone to this,
You’re blown to bits, like a communist.
I honour this, before you enlist,
Know: at the top of the ladder is where I sit.
This track has a rhyme for EVERY SINGLE CHARACTER
Reminding the million ways I’ll damage ya.

CHORUS:
This Mortal Kombat attack raps with syntax and snaps spines keepin perfect time with the bass line.
Grinding humankind down worse than war crimes, you whine, while steadily your health bar declines,
Combining buttons X Y A and B on the SNES is where I end your destiny.
Tribute Mortal Kombat 1… It has begun 

I’m a Shaolin monk, Bicycle kick Outworld punks, these flaming hands let the fireballs bang,
Finish him with Dragon Fangs like Liu Kang, challenge me you’ll need a whole gang,
no fakin, lightning from Raiden’s undertakings leaves you shaking like you’re god-forsaken
Sonya first femme to glisten on the system, watch your step or the Blade will make you listen
I kill you faster than funnelling draino, ripping out your beating heart, style of Kano.
Hey yo in black shades, I’m Johnny Cage. Split down, making ya girl’s groin and my first engage.
Ripping the stage, so [GET OVER HERE], meet my bloody spear as Scorpion tears you ear to ear.
The half-man half-dragon Goro has been bragging, looking for the 10th win, that’s what I’m snaggin’
Your spine is my prize I’m ripping it out, like the cyromancer Sub Zero, I’m (still) chilling out. 

CHORUS
Tribute Mortal Kombat 2, this verse is for you.

Let me paint you a picture, I’m the flawless victor, crushin’ like a constrictor, clairvoyant predictor,
In 1994, we met the encore, hardcore gore, MK2 at the door.
May I Introduce to you this next-gen crew, a lot of the old with a fresh burst of the new.
With razor teeth and blades jutting out from arms, Baraka the Tarkatan anything but calm.
Major Jax led the special forces attacks with bionic arms making your temples collapse,
This man ain’t an Oddjob, but he’s all that, Kung Lao means combat, With a razor sharp hat
Devouring bodies with an assassin’s demeanour, watch for the soaring Sais of Mileena,
Or the fan lift and doom kiss, from her sis the charmer, princess Kitana
Used to be Reptile, now Jade, Noob Saibot and Smoke capture hidden praise.
Earning my stripes like Kintaro, as I smash Shao Kahn’s skull-mask (down) six below.
If you (try to) bite another’s style like Shang Tsung, I’ll stick a fork in you fool (cuz) – you’re done. 

CHORUS
Tribute Mortal Kombat 3, I’m on a killin spree. 

Next in 95, MK3, and if you like to be alive, Don’t be battling me.
Keep it locked like Sektor, your death director turning your whole crew into spectres.←
Watch your backs as Cyrax’s net smacks, can’t relax till I glide out of this track.
Controlling crowds (easily) like Kurtis Stryker, quick as Kabal – still spinning when I find ya,
With the telekinetic impact of Ermac, we are one, cutting you no slack,
Enter Motaro, Centuar with horns to show, Can’t refrain, bringing the pain like Rain!
In truth, we’re gods the same like Hyperion. Wearing shifting skins like C/Khameleon.
As with her namesake destruction is the feature. So, get four thumbs up for Sheeva!
as Sindel’s scream disintegrates, I levitate, through mind-states which Nightwolf relates.
Uppercutting to the Outworld, son [toasty!] You can't hide, and you can't run.
Everything’s not gonna be IRIE, cuz I’ll be, the last thing you ever see.
Tribute MK 1 2 and 3. Slinging rhymes, it’s been Design MC



Design - Mortal Kombat Rap Tribute (Beat by Dice Raw)

Colour. Huge props to Chance Son for the beat! Lyrics follow:

Om, Shanti Shanti, Om. 
Om, Shanti Shanti, Om. 

Her eyes dragged on the ground, steps heavy
Same route each day, all grey always
yesterday’s muck stuck on replay 
stumbling unsure of what to stay 
She tripped on the concrete, blessing in disguise 
between her fingertips lay the flower of life 
breathing its fragrance of ancient songs 
her soul began to dance, blossoming strong as…

Om, Shanti Shanti, Om. 
Om, Shanti Shanti, Om. 

As she caressed its petals, colour flowed down 
from the heavens until it graced her crown 
channeled through to the soles of her feet, 
Then outward bound to the souls in the street, 
people stopped, and for the first time truly looked 
at the cost of their lifeless machines, 
they questioned the loss of their once priceless dreams. 

United though alone, afraid of change
They turned to the girl in their monochrome haze
Her eyes ablaze with a zest for life 
her gaze embracing both dark and light 
the people understood the plight of the pavement, 
tearing it up to end their enslavement 
scattering/planting seeds, asking to remain nameless 
they sang this song of the ancients..

Om, Shanti Shanti, Om. 
Om, Shanti Shanti, Om. [Rpt]

* My first attempt at story-telling, hope you dig it! Written and recorded in about 3 hours.

Colour (Prod. Chance Son) [Free Download]

Who got the funk, y'all?!  
Bigups to Seismo for the choice beat! 
Agenda reps the first verse while I bring it home with samples from the Parliament Funkadelic. 

Lyrics:
(Agenda)

(Design)
This is my open letter endeavouring to be better forever 
the veteran of clever pleasure unfettered like zephyr feathers 
dropping letters like lepers, hotter than redder peppers
Whatever the weather, I treasure us here together! 

Now get your your back off the wall like it’s scorching hot 
holding the torch high, dancing in the melting pot 
advance and enhance all you got, 
it’s not target practice, Fact is we hit the spot

Letting feet move to forge a new groove 
no words elude spiritual views of our crew 
debut styles shiftin like desert dunes
born to wild out to these funky tunes 

and make ya savour the flavor of the One Creator 
wonderous inventor of all nature, 
I nurture to provide vibes which alert ya 
to ride soundscapes like a sonic surfer, huh!

Funk (feat. Agenda) [Prod. Seismo70]

The revolution will not be televised. Fresh Western Australian collaboration with verses from Agenda, myself, Regal and Rtilary on the first beat I ever made back in early 2011. Thanks for listening! 



The System (feat. Agenda, Regal and Rtilary) [Prod. Design]

Chorus:
We are, ontop of it, there is no, no stopping this!
word smith shaping fables and myths. (come on, come on)
We are ontop of it, there is what? no stopping this!
From celestial heights to oceanic abyss, 
look around, all that I sense is bliss

For what it’s worth, my place of birth is Perth. 
Second most isolated city on the Earth. 
That suits me [fine], these days we’re connected, 
XLR plugged in, Alchemist selected. 
Now check it, as needles trace over records
The audio entity in high fidelity,  
Not precarious, [it] pays to be gregarious 
Quality so rare like Stradivarius, 

Not here to get up or chase respect, 
I select perfect then project [words] direct. 
In this game to survive [alive], 
like i’m on my last life. 
Like Vincent in Gattaca, throwing odds back at ya,
Rhyme ravager, space-time tangled traveller. 
Rallying friends close like the pied piper. 
Now’s the time to get hyper

Chorus

I scried into the future, and found my mind’s eye, 
glaring back at DS a mystical reflection, 
a conception of geometric perfection.
The vision vivid, I reckoned it was legit, 
It beckoned me to commit, through speakers emit, 
uplifting sound - so i perpetually spit. 
In this life rife with strife I’m considerate, 
Consider this:  800 million are illiterate.

Used to think life wasn’t fair, full of fear, 
This resided between my ears, 
Released it, now I could never go back, 
Opening the floodgates all over this track.
Creating for peers, ambrosia for ears,
Full of juice like boost, we kick it for years, 
the prime sublime opposite of mime, 
call it rhyme, the mastermind Design.


Chorus

Remember this, like a sweetheart’s kiss,
nothing’s awry or amiss, 
as days pass me by, I try to excel, 
guess time will tell, if hard sells do well. 
I laugh along the path like Dave Chappelle 
And got a couple seconds for [the] flowers to smell, 
Threw caution to the wind and caught the breeze, 
across the seas, 360 degrees. 

Scouring streets for looped drums to repeat, 
Spending days searching for that perfect beat,
My feet tap, looking for needles in haystacks, 
Exposing jokers, who can only act. 
It’s the clarion call, seeing spirit in all,
Whether bathroom scrawl or packed dance halls, 
Enthralled by our mother, the blue and green ball, 
Gather around, together we can’t/cannot fall! 

Chorus

Design - Clarion Call (The Alchemist - Certified Official)

Strap yourselves in -- this one is an onslaught of flow finesse. 

Lyrics:
I’m a Dream seeker daring to succeed
Dropping Seeds of a Divine Spiritual Scheme. 
Direct from the Deep South-West, 
discovered strength in the system of Siddhartha…
The deed-is simple, My duty is dharma
somersaulting in Samsara, 
Shouting Danke Shon to Dames and Sons 
Developing strong like a soldier’s song.
  
I Surveyed starlight on stage
Now we’re sizzling like our souls are sautéed,
Scorching like a Solar Streak
Stealing the show, soothing when I speak 
Slamming like a door in a domestic, 
sceptics don’t deny - they detect it
Sublime Sibylline Speech, 
Speak of the Devil, Divine’s design is sleek, 

Silky Smooth, skirmish in silence,
Still as a statue, - I’m defiant, 
Directing like Scorsese,
with duo degrees, I’m deep like Socrates, 
Design’s sobriquet is DS, 
A Doctrine of the Supreme – don’t stress
We can Succumb or surmount to the summit,
Spitting soniferous sparks, I’ve done it

These days it’s Dogma of the Dollar sign, 
That’s why DS designs these divine signs, 
So if you’re searching to snap to Satori, 
let Self-Discipline direct your story
I dismissed my shell, sheathed the sabre, 
shed my shield, still a saviour. 
Shiva knows the deal of (the) seven seals. 
surreal Salvador Dali when I spit, 

Dive deep swimming is the skies of spirit,
Disguised in Dimitri the sacred is definite. 
Drop like dominoes those desires of sin, 
Dominant, Stomping it in dusk or din. 
Designed to sing serenades on a date, 
The Sultan of Swing like Dire Straits
Duke of the Divine, in sync with survival states.
Dancing over drums, as I settle this debate

Demanding my daemon’s sacrifice, 
Desires slain when DS syllables slice,
like a surgeon with style, displaying a smile, 
Smooth as Schick, switching up the dial. 
Slashing, scribing this deep into stone, 
dome in the stars, where my seeds are sown, Stranglehold on a satellite, DJ’s delight, 
Design’s sentences stream out of sight,

Swoop/ing swiftly dodging the sword of Damocles, 
Synchronicity sustains the sweet deep in me. 
Struggling, I survive and succeed
shrugging off shackles, it’s a syllable stampede

** Interaction y'all **

I’m A soothsayer setting the scene, 
defending my self with self-discipline and dreams
Suffering subsides in a sermon of sound 
this specimen survives by dropping it down. 
Summoning a super sonic sound display. 
Sit-down, dispatched like dolby surround 
on a Saturday I spit spears which shear skin 
sincerely, Signed by Design…  

dearly… Declaring I’m Scouting for a seductress, 
to drive me delirious, semi - serious.
Devious like the scoundrel De Sade,
Sensual skills we don’t Disregard, 
To sweeten the deal, My Decibels are debaucherous.
as I dismiss any dopes that diss, 
Desist when I’m scorching this, 
Sending a shout to the Solar Sys(tem)

In dry spells I don’t drink to sorrow, 
Daily designs can be difficult to swallow, 
You can drag on a spliff, or sniff the dust…
Spiral into descent and self-disgust
I Used to be secure when seeing double, 
Used to be delighted when (I was) dilated, 
My serotonins been drained, depleted,
but this spirit was too strong to be defeated.

I’m Determined, a Day Star spitting Star Dust 
I distrust those who ain’t sussed…and deleted 
those who sneak and ain’t discreet, 
these deceitful secrets suffer defeat, 
I’m a Sinner and a Saint, with a dainty smile, 
Discerning stare, yeah I double dare your…
Diplomatic search on destiny’s sojourn, 
I’m a Divine Samurai and a Shogun that’s stern

Don’t Sweat Design’s Droppin’ Science, 
Slaying with slang when my sixth sense is silent 
My DNA Strand’s like a Dozen Serpents, 
DS is a Divine Service.

Design - DS (Nujabes - The Space Between Two Worlds)

My humble tribute to madre ayahuasca, the vine of souls. My deep gratitude for your healing, love and guidance. 

Lyrics:
At Ayahuasca’s nest I’m a humble guest, 
Blessed with you all tonight  
People say that your mother knows best, 
I think they might be right, Like…
 throwing a fight, let your guard down 
surrender to the sound of now,
In a circle of white, us beings of light, 
family and friends around. 

Sit fair warriors take your place, 
hearts wide as you hold space, 
in the sacredness of this grace, 
fear is erased and replaced
in essence, ego transcendence
presence, in the form of sentence, 
With a preference for acceptance, 
still and centred.

I’ve never seen sights, from such great heights, 
anything quite like this, 
Delight or plight, fight or flight, 
Embraced in a cosmic kiss.
For the vine, these rhymes are a shrine 
combined to cherish you. 
Feeling divine, /free from mind, 
Where no thought is true.

I’ve never had medicine, kind and menacing, 
anything quite like this. 
What you resist persists, let aya assist,
to integrate as we exist…
The mind’s eye is in clear skies, 
storms fast asleep.  
I’ve said my goodbyes, laid down to fly, 
It’s beauty when we weep.
 
The moment never dies…
death isn’t demise, rise (up) and sing! 
your song/s of intent, encouragement 
In our hearts we reign supreme. 
The world is one team,
and that’s the theme that I mean to dream, 
With a gleaming third eye, new schemes we try, 
Born to build self-esteem,

With a flow like a shaman’s Icaro, 
sow seeds in your spine, watch em grow. 
Twin snakes uncoil writhing… 
Kundalini rising…
To the crown’s lotus, 
A thousand petals [is where we] focus, 
Know this: each breath is blessed. 
Relax, it’s all progress

Brewing acacia in Australia,   
Sharing Glee reflexively through caapi, 
On an interdimensional journey, 
Spell-bindingly absurd! certainly, 
Never sedate, I set a date with fate, 
Can’t wait, no time to hesitate, 
Step up to the plate, [and] play your part, 
In meditative arts, join/link/ing [the] hearts. 

Once concealed, now revealing,
feeling, that warmth of healing, 
Reeling, dancing in the light, 
like a ceiling of stars, I’m on top tonight.
I’ve seen hate, I’ve been irate, 
indoctrinated, I recalibrate, 
now I’m never late, like a sidewards eight, 
co-creating at heaven’s gate. 

Is it fate? That these words unite, 
Linking dark and light, in a style that’s tight. 
Sparks ignite spiritual soul’s goals, 
you’re a flaming inferno that grows. 
and It shows, when you’re dancing and laughing, 
grooving, moving, fear surpassing, 
outlasting, in sync with Gaia,  
purging with fury like fire.
 
This ain’t weight watchers, but dieting-is a must, 
To minimise your disgust,
Trust, let lust subside, provide yourself [with] nourishment of a fresh/est kind. 
[now] Sup on the cup, [and] wake up, 
to the vine of souls labyrinthine goals,  
be carried by the flow, let go
Drop the weight, look out below!

Over guitar, piano or sitar, 
I spit a bar, bringing us close from afar, 
Scars don’t contain/aren’t truth of what you are, 
What remains is proof, like supernova star dust
Robust [rhymes] in 4/4 time. 
spreading peace of mind for all humankind, 
Highest self guiding the lower mind,
Astrally projecting, in a trance divine. 

Inter-dimensional scribe for Tribe Earth, 
Living life providing something of worth, 
Glimpsed previous live’s rise and demise, 
This will be my greatest reprise!
Masks removed, drop the disguise, 
It’s a delight, quite a sight for sore eyes,  
Namaste and In’Lakech, 
In Love, wishing you all the best. 

Design - Madre Ayahuasca (Nomak - Heartistically)

Relax under the sakura trees and float away. 

A present for Eesha ~ 

Falling Petals (Instrumental) [Prod. Design]

Written in one night, recorded in another. Much love to y'all. 

Lyrics:
If You’ve got rocks in your head like Wilma and Fred, 
cuz instead of making moves you watch movies in bed, 
Then you’re not getting-a-head like the Halloween Horseman 
Of course, I grill your ass like George Foreman, 
I’m still rockin’ like chairs on the porch, 
With Flair in my thoughts, the Nature Boy-is here 
(flowing) fresh and clearer than a waterfall, 
But I don’t know it all, But best believe I will give it all 
To persevere to peek behind the veil 
The shroud prevails til’ my mind sets sail, 
I brave the storm, with fire in my heart 
May these songs be a diary that keep me on the mark, 
whether lampin’ in a mansion, or sleeping in a park, 
I’m deeper in the dream when I’m crafting this art. 
outlasting wars with (peace and) a purple heart 
take your pick from life’s menu – It’s dope and a la carte, cuz 

Chorus:
The boat is safest when it’s in port, 
But life unlived is the saddest of thoughts, 
The boat is safest when it’s in port, 
But life unlived 
The boat is safest when it’s in port, 
But life unlived is the saddest of thoughts, 
The boat is safest when it’s in port, 
But life unlived 

I built a castle in the sky (and) cried when it fell, 
crumbled like feta, it humbled my shell, 
Swelling with acceptance, laughing in reflection,
why intuition steered (in) that direction is not my concern, 
I trust in trust, 
Back in the days I would trust in lust, 
the quest to bust nuts left my soul concussed 
I reassessed my preference and let that demon combust.
When smoke cleared, a new path appeared
A future shaped in a vision volunteered 
by Design, schematics divine, 
out from the gutter, beyond the mind’s clutter
cuz I put in time, line by line, 
eternally journaling thoughts of mine, 
before achieving goals, all I gripped/had was coal, 
So I dreamed of diamonds, that shined in my soul.

Chorus

I’ve scuba dived deep on the barrier reef, 
Seen spiritual heights that would defy belief, 
I’m jumped from a plane right amongst the clouds, 
Rocked stages, paid to perform for crowds,
I’ve taught children how to meditate, 
finally learned how to self-medicate, 
I’ve sat in sangha under the Bodhi Tree, 
and hung out with Yudee on New Years Eve, 

I’ve snowboarded down the Swiss Alps, 
and planted fields of trees, instead of chilling on a couch, 
I’ve swung on vines through priceless rainforest 
And sold prints that I drew for a nice profit 
I’ve learned to dance with ladies that left me weak at the knees. 
and swum naked with strangers down at South Beach, 
I’ve earned Bachelor and Master degrees
yo, I’ve overcome my most limiting beliefs. 


Set Sail [Prod. by Nu Vintage]

Each one, reach one, teach one.

* These songs are my journal. May they enrich your life as they do mine. * 
Click on tracks for lyrics.

Design MC

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