Pixelated Faces - The Potato Peeler

Rising Son

Gangsta Shit

“Get it while it’s hot”
No rush, ain’t cooling down
Unprecedented, 
new category of sound,
Even the weather 
hitting historical degrees.
Can’t tell if we catching fire, burning up
Or just thawing what they freeze.

Somebody forgot to lock the gate 
(Like your data in most these tech companies)
That thermostat you set at 72 degrees
I got the formula, downloaded the data
Broke the climate control
Now I'm speaking easy
Like my words are the breeze

The sounds that cools you down,
Heats you up, keeps the air moving
Delivering what you didn’t know you need,
Quite nice, to hear the forgotten sound
Our humanity, is it evolution or irony
It’s being simulated through machine?

Don’t matter, 
“Get it while it’s hot”
But no rush, ain’t cooling down
Easy peasy, speaking breezy 
cannot seize me, this is just sound
Go ahead try to hold it, 
slip through your fingers, out ya ears, 
too late it can’t be found.
Just looping in your head 
Gotta play it, play it now.

Speaking breezy, but they say I sound like a psyop, 
dawg you might need a strong drink once I’ve revealed their real plot
I call it mercy, sensitive insurgency
Serving truth in cocktails, bittersweet refined Wonder if they laced the message, added extra to these lines...
Go ahead and measure, 
I ain’t adding weight, ain’t hiding bars 
In your drink, in the beat,
Or in these bars. You can rewind, replay.
So what you really hearing? 
What you really fearing? 
Maybe I sound just like you,
These lyrics ain’t somewhere you can hide.

“Get it while it’s hot”
I know they’ve lied,
No rush, ain’t cooling down
Only course of fire, within you.
You the heat, the freeze, the beat
Music only begin in you.
Unprecedented, These numbers, 
new category of sound,
How you listening?
What have you found?

I don’t play by the numbers, 
I do pray, every day that I speak 
Truth, and it teach one another.
I keep finding creases, tears in space time
Where I hear these beats speak, 
Sound like I struck gold in a dead mine.
Or maybe this is modern alchemy
Taking their bread and circus, 
their poisons and lies 
Turn anecdotes to antidotes, 
truth hiding in lies, stripped of disguise.
Make you wonder, what we consuming?
It ain’t human, but we still survive.

“Get it while it’s hot”
No rush, ain’t cooling down
Too many robots eating electricity  
Heating up the atmosphere, our reality
Unprecedented numbers, new category of crimes
Breaking cycles, breaking ground, breaking time
Even engineered entropy got a beat—
More like a drone, that monotonous sound
I be breaking unnatural cycles,
Attuned to frequencies, breaking bounds

While it’s Hot

Recipe

Solar Flare (ft Critical C)

The first album 'Full Belt' by Rick Fury, released January 2012

Available here: http://killamari.bandcamp.com/album/rick-fury-full-belt

What's Ya Name

DOMINIC MINNES- MAKINA MIX NOVEMBER 2018

MC Slippy & Critical C

DJ Calvert - NY MIX 2020

Richie & Dale F - I Was Wrong (This Is Bounce UK, Banger Of The Day)

The Northern Swordsman AKA The Lancashire Rap Manufacturer. 
1/2 Pixelated Faces, 1/4 Blackburn THC

Solar Flare (ft Critical C)

MC SLIP