Name: Ceschi - Cold Sores (prod - Dynamo414 cuts - DJ Emoh Betta) by dynamo414
Duration: 4 min 40 s
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Forest Sounds (Prod. Dj Luxurious)

Bobby Raps : https://soundcloud.com/bobbyraps

Ready ft. Bobby Raps (Prod. Bobby Raps)

Hip-Hop Helmet out now (Flying Carpet/Laitdbac)
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Radioinactive - Animal

I must be close, look at the size of your ego as it falls
People open cause of the wise overdose when they crawl
X-Large only cover the shown part of your mirage
Stand in cue as I´m rearranging emcees in my garage
Minds told me to neveremind about implosive cold
Lying Einstein posse´s can´t tame an old soul
You rationalise and assimilate, while I explode
I truly give a fuck about generations being sold
Amma lift you up and shake you around util it all disintegrates
Sit you down, look you straight in the eyes until you break
into particles, ironicly way illogical and bogus
Totally crush until you blush and start to laugh
realising your phony act´s a half in a rush
I make you feel ease, knowing it´s part of a mental striptease
the key is in the brain, where you´re free to Be insane
Gateways to hell opens rapidly for the blind
Trust your instinct and smell, rooted like bottoms of a well
Fantasise and taste in harmony with those unlaced
Falcon eyed, untied, riding along where the roads are wide
When people die they divide themself in views from all sides

Welcome to my circus, I´m juggling with planets
and the milkyway, dancing in a galaxy from far away
Having a romance with a martian writer in a trance
Who´s in command? I´m leaving you knowing, not a poser in brands
I believe in what we saw. why do you have to re-write your life
Knowing my outcome is raw, you´re all invited to my cypher
leading heifers, swallowing likes and violators of mics
This must be the place, with billions of gods in a ratrace
I look at your face, knowing you´re afraid of a wild goose chase
suspended in time, climbing the web of unkind rhymes
You´re cheating love over and over, wild wearing sorrow
Disconnect the illusion of self, there is no tomorroow
but an endless take of noow, swimming in ongoing wows
Whats your style, I´m unresistable, the cry that makes you smile
My sunshine is making all robots consider suicide
Dematerialised, uncapable of controlling abstract
creations out of a free mind that bounce right of the track
Glitters and gold, diamonds and shiny lies
while the spiritual dies and destroys your childrens eyes
Animalistic truth flies in the dreams of the youth
cannibalistic whispers in tornados is fucking sooth
Invisible to the audience in fear following leaders
so i put my trust in faith, while you bleed as a maneater


Universal Striptease (Wobble Version)

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No Quits Till (feat. Guante, Ceschi)

Until the last one crawls
and jewelry rains from the sky where you fall
They built the houses too tall
Look how it sways, but the roots are too small
Growing towards insanity
in so many directions, disguised by humanity
A karaoke universe
regurgitating the obvious, portioned by masters
Reaching disasters
in glittering euforical, bubbling monstrousities
The pain come in myriads
but emotions are washable, and edible for dying gods
Explosions of no sense neverends
when the notion is senseless and in a rinse
We pulverise our legacy and call it wise
Control your eyes and locate the vacuum
it´s in the tension of your exo-personality
Unfold the lies that made you feel great, and make room
they never mentioned the effects of neutrality
2016 never happened.
Drones, clones and ringtones went back home
and made way for timeless exitements
Enlightments by offline revolutions
uncontrolled, fully flared pioneers
Dissecting vain violating trixters
and exchange the brains with rare textures
Never wallowing in lame, tamed lectures
until the last one falls to reverse

I said to destroy thi cure
in other words, the other worldly blur
Ooh oui prefer the blind imitating the blinder
the wide line grinder, underminer, designer
aligned with re-defined Einsteiners
Existing in rush to crush the pathfinders
It´s not a hologram
the universe of pandemonium promises
for you to wander, benieth the wild blue yonder
with a golden transponder,
leaving whimsical, abstract traces
that you can taste, only when the night falls
Iused to reach tall, but then i found the sideways
quite rapidly, it´s coming gradually
A combination breeding curious graphics
2016 never happened.
Drones, clones and ringtones went back home
and made way for timeless exitements
Enlightments by offline revolutions
Uncontrolled, fully flared pioneers
Dissecting vain violating trixters
and exchange the brains with rare textures
Never wallowing in lame, tamed lectures
until the last one falls to reverse

Chrystal Oak - Wild New Yonder

Wellstone ft. Akie Bermiss

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Ceschi - Cold Sores (prod - Dynamo414  cuts - DJ Emoh Betta)

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